Cut a Piece That’s Bite Size

Posted on September 26, 2006 by Girl Friday

I had every intention of sitting down early in the evening to write something—well, good—as opposed to utter randomness. Then I got a phone call from The Pink Fairy who is in Queens, so that plan was shot to hell. I’m not sure how long we were on the phone, but I finally can relate to this boy I used to know about a million years ago. He asked me once if my ear ever hurt from talking so long on the phone. I told him, “Of course not, don’t be absurd.” But now my ear is sore, so I must be getting weak in my advanced age, or my ears have a newfound sensitivity. Evs. (My new favorite word that I’m stealing from Rock Star’s Toby Rand.)

It was fabulous getting to catch up with The Pink Fairy. She’s already planning her wedding day—it’s going to be pink and silver themed and she already has the favors picked out. As she went on and on about pink and grey M&Ms (because they don’t have silver), I started thinking about the best sweet shop I’ve ever been to, Dylan’s Candy Bar. The picture on my LastFM account is from the landing in the stairwell of Dylan’s. It says, “May each step you take be sweet,” spelled out in candy. Yum.

I should probably cut back on the sweets if I’m going to be a bridesmaid. I guess it’s the least I could do for the bride—you know, not look like a stuffed marshmallow in her as-yet-to-be-found-and-purchased silver bridesmaid dresses. It’s me and carrots, baby, until Summer 2007! Well, I’ll start the diet just as soon as I polish off my desk drawer of fun size candy bars. It’s the Bridget Jones method of weight loss.

After my very long chat, I watched the Gilmore Girls season seven premiere. It’s practically a national holiday for Sarakastic. She has a great episode review up at GilmoreGirlsFanatic.com, and several cute posts about her first snow day, and her season seven wish list. Check it out, my friends, for I know you need some mid-day amusement at your humdrum job. It can’t just be me!

The only thing left to discuss is which Gilmore character has the most Gal Pal potential? I think season six Rory would have done splendidly; she was a mess! Now she’s got her shit together and has a fabulous apartment. Nah. I’ll take Lane. She wasn’t around in this episode, but she defied her mamma last season and lived to tell about it. That’s my girl!

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Automatic Joy

Posted on September 25, 2006 by Girl Friday

It’s that time of year again—yes pilot and premiere season.  Girl Friday is a champion of fine programming, whether it takes place on a battlestar, in a small ocean-side town, has a cozy diner, or a local bar that serves way too much tequila.  Since I’m still quite fried from work, I think I’ll chat with you about what’s on my tube, saved on the DVR, and what’s getting a season pass on the Tivo.  Yes, I have a generic DVR for my hi-def programming and a Tivo— because I told you I love TeeVee.

Hark!  Potential spoilers abound!  Oh!  And let’s play a game of Find the Gal Pal!  See if you agree with my selections from each cast.

The Office:  I’m a Jammer (that’s a Jim and Pam shipper) and I was disappointed not to see at least one scene with my goofy Jim and frizzy Pam.  Watching Michael kiss Oscar in hi-def was probably the most disgusting thing ever.  I could feel Michael’s stale breath on poor Oscar (our TV is that good, or bad as it were…) and I just wanted to scoop him up and shield him from the awkwardness that is Michael Scott!!!

  • Ryan the temp is a temp no more, and therefore, he and Girl Friday are like this!  (Crosses fingers dramatically.)

Grey’s Anatomy:  Why don’t you rip my heart out?  (I so should not have watched Love Actually before this.  I was already in an emo mood, and then I watched a romantic comedy and bawled my eyes out during the scene where Emma Thompson confronts Alan Rickman!)  Izzie was in a heap of pink taffeta on the bathroom floor and Meredith was shamelessly discussing her MIA panties.

  • Girl Friday thinks George would definitely make a great addition to her troupe of Gal Pals.  He can be Doctor McFeelings, because he likes to talk about them…a lot.


Six Degrees:  Another role where Bridget Moynahan plays a pretty girl, another character where Hope Davis plays a woman in despair, another time when Erika Christensen plays a troubled youth.  Another J.J. Abrams show where individual characters get to tell their stories separately, but their lives are inextricably intertwined.  Another show that Girl Friday can’t help but like, kind of a lot.

  • Anyone catch Sarah Vowell’s appearance?  She could so be my Gal Pal.  She’d really highlight how not well read I am, but she’d amuse me nonetheless!
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Unrescuable Schizo

Posted on September 24, 2006 by Girl Friday

Between you and me, I’m feeling pretty rotten. Stress, fatigue, and self-doubt are throwing a party and Girl Friday is the guest of honor. I hate it when I write posts that are totally emo, but I guess none of us can be perfect. The following is a litany of information you might have inferred and/or never wanted to know.

I eat too much junk food. I don’t sleep enough. I only do three loads of laundry when there are at least six to do. I can’t seem to shut my mouth. I forget important things like birthdays, all the way down to insignificant things like butcher paper and getting my oil changed. I would rather watch six hours of TV than many other things. I scream and cry and then wonder why I feel so miserable. I dispense advice for free, even though I don’t know anything at all. I shouldn’t be trusted.

I’ve been taking writing classes for over a year, and I just barely managed to turn in four and a half pages. I never remember to take in my dry cleaning. Many times I don’t read labels and throw my things in the washing machine. Sometimes my clothes shrink, but I never learn my lesson. I used to pair my socks and neatly arrange my underwear. Now, my desk is a mess, so is my car, and I’m just happy when I have clean underwear. I wear flip-flops in every season.

My favorite words have four letters, but I am addicted to the thesaurus. I play the piano (poorly), I used to be able to do a triple pirouette, and I thought I’d go to law school. My mother said I was good at arguing. I’m good at a lot of things—applying eyeliner, boiling pasta, and making mixed CDs—but that doesn’t mean I want to be a makeup artist, chef, or DJ. I want to be a writer, but I have a lot less confidence in that than my other skills.

I wake up early to goof off, and I’m never on time for work. I consume too many caffeinated drinks, and I always forget to drink enough water.

That’s me, Girl Friday, in a nutshell. I hope that’s cool with you.

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