Monthly Archives: April 2005

D to the A to the V to the E…. DAVE is the COOLEST, so, umm, take that, haters!

Dave is the coolest friend ever. Wanna know why? He sent me a get well soon card since Laurenpalooza was cancelled due to my unfortunate illness. A real card– sent via snail mail and all! It greeted me this morning as I left the house for work… after being out sick the past day and a half. So, thanks, Dave, you’re the best!

Since Laurenpalooza failed to live up to its glory, I’ve planned a new event… a night of fun, drinks, friends, and lots of b.s.! Eat your heart out, Gen Xers, ’cause the hippies are takin’ over. Screw Laurenpalooza, this is LAURENSTOCK!

Certainly I’m not narcissistic, am I? Laurensworld? Laurensblog? Laurenpalooza? Laurenstock? Nah…

No Laurenpalooza, yet…

So, I was and still am sick… which is part of the reason why I didn’t go out and party this past Saturday at the event I cleverly titled “Laurenpalooza.” The other contributing factor was that a key player, my best friend Heather, had to leave for Alabama suddenly due to a death in the family. So I hope to get everyone together again shortly so we can just enjoy this ride we call life.

On that note, my cold meds seem to be kicking in… or wearing off? Uggh. I hate OTC remedies. Kill me now.

Right on the Money. Perhaps a bit Eerie, too.

Hello LAUREN,
Here’s your Apr 23 horoscope

An obstacle to career advancement that may have presented itself to you in the past few days, LAUREN, might suddenly be resolved today by inspiration from deep within. This solution could prove so beneficial that you’ll want to remember it for when you hit future obstacles – in any department of life, not just career. You may feel so exuberant over resolving this that you’ll want to get out and celebrate. Go for it!

From astrocenter.com

Happy Birthday to Me! And to My Mom!

Ah, yes, I am official old now. No longer in my early twenties, I am right in my mid-20’s as of 2:36 this morning. Hello, 25! May this be a better year than the last!

Laurenism? Truthism? Realism? Damnit, that’s actually a word…

Well, I woke up because I drank too much water before falling asleep, if you know what I mean… and now it’s 5:00 AM and I’m not back asleep, damnit. Oh well. What else can I do but post to my blog? It’s what all the cool kids are doing. Um, yeah.

Many things are on my mind, not the least of which is Laurenpalooza, the clever name I gave for bar-hopping this Saturday night in celebration of my birth. I am very stoked!! I need to remember to buy a few disposable cameras to distribute. Let’s hope that I get some pictures that I can post up here. Of course, there are sure to be plenty of pictures that will not make it past the gmail inboxes of the parties involved, but I hope that I can get a few good snaps before we all get too many shooters in us.

I have some other issues on my mind, one of which I am still developing in my (offline) journal. Once I can get my thoughts together on that matter, I hope to post more about it. I know, I’m being vague, but I am in the beginning stages of figuring out what my philosophy on life is… like, a formal presentation about how I feel about fundamental issues in life… it makes more sense if you understand that I am seeking my own truth… a venture that was inspired by Ayn Rand’s objectivism, although I do not particularly share all of her beliefs. Essentially, I am trying to outline what will become “Lauren Rich’s yet-to-be-named-philosophy-something-ism.” Clearly, this is not a matter to be undertaken lightly, nor should an infant theory be harvested before it is able to bear rich fruit. But it’s something that I have in the works.

Certainly, some recent circumstances will find their way into my “-ism” by way of how I prefer to approach things. One of these approaches has to do with understanding the cost-benefit analysis of a given course of action and using such analyses to decide upon the best path to take. So what the hell do I mean? Essentially, I like to approach any situation with a logical analysis of the expected cost and resulting gain/loss for different outcomes. This is particularly applicable to the more emotionally challenging situations that inevitably arise in life. I like logic, and it will certainly factor into my “-ism” considerably. It’s a rational, methodical way to approach even the most chaotic situations– during those times when it’s difficult to discern what’s right, logic provides a quantifiable way to make sense of the myriad of options.

My affinity for logic causes me to clash with people at times, primarily those who prefer to cling to their illogical conception of the truth because it’s the only way that they can rationalize the decisions they make. The Cyphers of the world prefer the ease of swallowing the blue pill because one cannot wash down that big red pill of truth without experiencing some pain, discomfort, and disappointment… and the inevitable letdown with those who’ve deceived them along the way. Most of the issues I run into with other people involve this differing preference. Someone can’t see the forest for all the goddamned trees, yet they are content to argue against the existence of the forest by virtue of their ostrich syndrome. “I can’t see it, so it must not exist.” Hmm, just because I can’t see China right now doesn’t nullify its existence, right? Well, one would think. The thing that’s particularly biting is that generally speaking, these people have been deceiving themselves for so long that they actually believe their truth to be gospel, despite all logical evidence to the contrary. How can one rationalize with someone whose basic premises are founded on lies? I can’t, and I won’t.

On that note, I am going to try and catch a couple more hours of sleep before my tired mind reveals too much.

Why do people want to marry me off already?

So, I went home this past weekend to spend time with my parents and celebrate my shared birthday with my mother… it’s actually on Thursday, but I have plans with friends this weekend, so we celebrated together on Saturday. In telling people that we were celebrating our birthday, people asked how old I was turning. On more than one occasion, when I told people I was 25, they later asked if I was married. In fact, in just talking to people, I was asked if I was married more than once. When I responded no and added that I didn’t have a boyfriend either, people seemed shocked. They even asked “why?” How is one supposed to respond to that? “I’m an unwanted freak, that’s why!” I dunno. I just want to know why everyone except for me is in an apparent rush to pair me off with someone. Does that make it easier to understand me? Because why on earth would anyone want to be single, right?

Bring on the 5k!!!

It must’ve been the shoes… and sheer willpower… but I jogged 3 miles last night. And when I say that I jogged, I mean that I jogged the whole time. And it felt good. I even walked half a mile afterwards to cool down, and I wasn’t dead once I got off the treadmill. I was energized. I went home, did dishes, and cooked dinner.

Man, I am stoked.

I want to MOVE!

Damnit. I want to move to the Virginia Highlands, like, yesterday. Too bad I won’t be able to do so until at least January. Thankfully, my roomie is buying a house, which will be ready after she gets married in December. Then we can break our lease, and I can move out of suburban HELL!

Wanderlust

This word was in one of my horoscopes today. I think it’s one of my new favorite words. From m-w.com:

Main Entry: wan·der·lust
Pronunciation: ‘wän-d&r-“l&st
Function: noun
Etymology: German, from wandern to wander + Lust desire, pleasure
: strong longing for or impulse toward wandering

New Kicks

Well, I didn’t make it to the gym last night, mostly because my feet and legs hurt so badly that it was difficult to walk and extremely painful to stand in one place. However, I did get some new running shoes. My shoe shopping adventure took me from Alpharetta down to Buckhead, and I finally found my kicks at Nike Town. You can check them out here. Pretty sweet, eh? Hopefully, this will resolve my aching feet problem.