as part of my new year's resolution, I've come up with a mantra for next year. I've adhered to the generally accepted wisdom that in order for a new year's mantra to be effective, it must rhyme. here it is.boys no more in 2004!my friends think I'm n

meg2 emailed me about her christmas. it's my quote of the week. "my mom gave me a pink puffy jacket, and for the life of me i can't figure what went wrong in my life to make me actually really excited about wearing it."

on sunday I went with my friend mike (on loan to ny/nj from tx) to an open mic spoken word thing. Highlights:* free drinks* funny jokes* seeing mike read his piece, "stan jablowski: zombie hunter"* hearing an unexpectedly sweet story

dumbass thing I did: stepping out of the car wrong on my never-fully-healed twisted ankle.result: reaggravating the ankle so it hurt againdumbass thing I did: tripping on the last stair at my house result: making said ankle worse, so that now my lim

meg: so I'm going on a boy diet for 2004.ace: reeeeeally?bystander: does that mean all boys, all the time? meg: no, it means no boys. I'm off boys.ace: you're becoming a lesbian?meg: ha ha. no, I mean I have too much other stuff to worry about, too m

I hope today is filled with affection and kindness and delicious food and everyone knowing they are needed and they are loved. and if you aren't celebrating anything today, I hope it's just the best thursday you've ever had.merry christmas

it was cold out and I didn't have a car so I spent yesterday sorting through some of the remaining childhood things still at my mom's house. my apartment in new york is big enough now to accommodate anything I need, and I figure if I don't need it wh

a few weeks ago I was emailing with this guy on friendster - he had offered to make me a mix and we sent a few emails back and forth. he wasn't really my type but seemed nice, if eager, liked good music, whatever. it's cool. before thanksgiving h

here is what I'm looking forward to during my week off:~ shopping, both before and after christmas. because it means that I can borrow the car and go off driving by myself to malls or wherever, singing along to my favorite music in the tape deck, to

apparantly, screwdrivers (the drinks, not the tools) are the cure for the common cold. at any rate, I'm assuming it's the mix of bacteria-killing alcohol and immune-boosting orange juice that helped me wake up feeling better than I have in three days

apropos of nothing, here are some more entries in the Band Name Combinations Game, including those left by visitors last time I posted the game:from Ace:Twisted Sister SoulJah RuleHerbie HanCocksparrerfrom Jay X:The English BEATlesR.E.MC5 Du-TonesCh

Ace wrote about the fight between Jack White and Jason Von Bondie earlier this week on his site. He linked to an eyewitness account on motorcityrocks.com, which describes in detail how White yelled at and slugged Von Bondie, and the ensuing chaos. Th

some people have told me that when they first met me they thought I was a jerk. stuck up. they probably thought this because I didn't talk to them or acknowledge them, so they assumed that I thought I was above them. what was actually going on was

last night was my big winter holiday party, the fourth one I've had in a row and the first one I've thrown on my own, in my new apartment that's big enough for dancing. despite the overall lack of dancing, it was awesome. yes, I was running late, lik

Meg2 sent around one of those email quizzes yesterday, where you answer silly questions about yourself then email it to everyone you know (consider it the beta friendster). my rampant egoism dictates that I post my quiz here for all to enjoy. rampant

last night L-Train and her boy Billy and his friend Rob and I all went to hoboken to see metric. L-Train knows about them from way back, but I just found out about the band this summer when I heard "combat baby" and realized it encompassed

this week's entertainment weekly has an article by Troy Patterson about Maurice Sendak, children's book author and self-described curmudgeon. the article ends with this quote from Sendak discussing his beloved dogs, who have all died, and why he will

one of our authors sent in a ginormous container of popcorn as a thank you to the editorial staff for helping put out romance novels that make her a millionaire. lunch consisted of cupfuls of popcorn alternated with Coke and bell-shaped chocolates. i

my weekend was snow, freelance, unpacking, and a date with the new flavor of 23, the Cute Boy from Boston. Based on the way we met, I anticipated an hour of awkward conversation at the bar, then going our separate ways, but he was talkative and inte

this morning the L train was running all screwy again. it was the second morning in the row that people were spilling off of the platform and up the stairs into the subway, and I spent 10 minutes waiting for a too-packed train, then another 20 for on

some thoughts on my first weekend in my new place:it's awesome the extra four blocks to the subway is a pain in the ass (it's not a pretty walk), but it's still awesome my super actually fixes things. or at least shows up to attempt to it would be n

this is from yesterday's girlsarepretty.com. I like to think this entry was written for me. it's not, but pretending is fun.Thursday, December 04, 2003 Cool As Meg Day! You have seven hundred dollars in cash rolled up in your pocket and some red

from January 2002 through to about February or March of 2003, this weird thing was going on where nearly every boy I ended up kissing or crushing on was named Tom. Five out of eight, in fact. It wasn't because their names were Tom that I liked them

someone cleaned the fridge at our office last night. cleaned it right out. which means right now, half my burrito and soda, which I was dreaming about during my freezing walk from broadway to hudson street (during my ongoing and fruitless search for