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Six weeks?! I'll be OLD then!

on October 17, 2007 - 5:28pm

I read that line in a Calvin and Hobbes comic where Calvin's waiting for something to come in the mail, and I always think of it whenever I'm counting down to something.
In six weeks I'll be at the tree lighting at this time. And two days after that, I'll be at Good Morning America, standing outside. I got one of those emails today, saying that I couldn't go in but was welcome to stand outside. That doesn't deter me in the least. I was prepared to just stand outside if I had to, and I'm following through on it. (And wearing comfortable shoes.) But getting that email did make me a little sad.
On the bright side, it seems to have chased that line of "Little Drummer Boy" out of my head. (And about time: It was in my head for three days, and I even heard it in my dreams!) It's been replaced with "You Can't Always Get What You Want."
I'm probably not going to get to write tomorrow. I've got work all day, and then am seeing Young Frankenstein on Broadway at night. This is going to be interesting.

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Ear Worms

on October 15, 2007 - 4:59pm

Josh, you know I love you.
But this ear worm that "Little Drummer Boy" turned into...this has to stop.
I suppose one could argue that I brought this on myself. When my bus was stuck in traffic this morning, I thought "time of year be damned" and started playing Noel. I was GONE. I got so lost in the music that I forgot I was in traffic, and I felt like I'd drunk a mimosa with breakfast instead of tea. I'll write my opinions in full later, but I got to work much happier than I usually am on Monday mornings.
...Until this one line started playing over...and over...and over again in my head. I recognized it from the DVD and got excited at first. But it just wouldn't go out or switch to something else.
Science has proven that the only way to get rid of an ear worm (scientific term for a song that gets in your head and won't get out) is to replace it with something that drives you even crazier. Unfortunately, there was nothing on my iPod that worked. I couldn't walk down the street without hearing that song in my head.
Don't get me wrong, Josh can be in my head any time he wants. But I felt like I was being punished for listening to Christmas music too soon.

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In bed with Josh

on October 13, 2007 - 8:07pm

My fiance is at work. I have just gotten out of the bath, and take a sip from the glass of wine on the bedside table. With a huge smile on my face, I turn to face him.
...On my computer monitor! Get your mind out of the gutter! :)
I made it to the Target near my flat and found the DVD today. I picked up some essentials, but there was only one thing I really wanted. "One chance to make this walk worth it...wait a minute...is that it...yes it is!" I did the similar dance to the cash register as I did when I bought the CD alone: skipping steps, case held over my head, cheers barely held in.
I got in bed and watched it tonight...I couldn't resist. Sometimes I shouted comments to the screen (such as "You are not!" when he was talking about the so-called ugly photos*, and "That's what I was doing" in response to "hear the angels sing"); other times, I was in such awe that all I could do was sit there hugging a pillow (that would be during any part with singing). I'm so glad I bought this.
Speaking of bed, it's getting too cold for me to keep wearing my preferred outfit (fan club T-shirt and black yoga pants) to sleep in for much longer. Is there any way of working a picture onto cashmere? (On second thought, bad idea: If I were in pajamas like that, I'd never want to wear anything else!)
*That photo on the back of Noel looks like a painting. I'd get it blown up and framed if I could.

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Fall's here...finally

on October 12, 2007 - 6:35pm

It's the middle of October and has only just started to feel like fall here. I've heard a lot of people talking about the changing weather on here, but I swear it was warm enough for me to wear my lightest, airiest sundresses at the end of September. Today it was cold enough to require a leather blazer, and it won't be long before I'm back in heavy sweaters and long-sleeved dresses.
Speaking of jackets, I have to get my winter coat cleaned and fixed before this stuff in November. The lining got torn to shreds, and I was thinking about picking out a different but complementary fabric to replace it. (I defy anyone to spend ten minutes in any fabric/bead store in the Garment District without some inner fashion designer rising up and coming up with ideas.) Not to mention I also wanted to order a button or two to wear so there's no doubt about why I'm going to these things.
As I've mentioned, I got my copy of Noel at Barnes and Noble as soon as the store opened. I paced around muttering, "Where is it?" until I saw some employees unpacking boxes. I yanked out a copy and danced to the cash register with the CD over my head.
And yet I couldn't listen that night. I'd already agreed to go to a Springsteen concert. I wouldn't even mention this here...if I hadn't previously been to that venue for a Josh Groban concert. I drove everyone crazy pointing out the unbelievable seats I got and reminiscing about how the stage looked.
I got it loaded on my iPod that night, and yet I've barely listened. Call me weird, but part of me can't help but think, "October is too early to listen to Christmas music." That's where "Thankful" (SO beautiful) and "Ave Maria" come in handy.
I can't help but feel like Christmas shopping is going to be a lot more enjoyable this year, if this is going to be playing in stores. On second thought, it could be dangerous. The potential for dropping and breaking whatever I'm holding out of surprise is too great.
Didn't mean to ramble like this tonight. Not writing for a few days will do that. Sleep has been more of a priority, and I intend to get plenty of it this weekend. Maybe I'll see a friendly face in my dreams...:)

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Christmas came early

on October 9, 2007 - 8:18am

A song that isn't on Noel:

Joy to the world!
Noel is here.
Let Grobanites rejoice!
We've waited for so long
To hear these classic songs
Sung in our favorite voice
Sung in our favorite voice
Sung in, sung in our favorite voice!

Did I mention I'm happy about this today?
On a somewhat related note, I've seen a lot of people gathering FOJG friends' addresses for Christmas cards, and I'd like to do the same this year.

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