The Daily Durvy

So as a college student, I use the Internet a lot. I mean, there is so much information out there… so many papers to write, so much injustice to blog about and post on Facebook.

Today, I was at Alex’s apartment and his Internet exploded. Wouldn’t work. Couldn’t work. It was sad. And after about 2 hours of trying to restart the router, cursing at the modem, pleading with our computers, writing a death letter to Comcast, and trying to guess the passwords of his neighbor’s wireless networks, we gave up and went to Taco Bell. After Taco Bell I went home, sat on my couch and booted up my computer, and my Internet was working.

So I went on Yahoo Games and played my Sudoku and all was right with the world.

For the last 4 days, I have been sick. Like mega-sick. Like snot-dripping-from-my-nose-no-matter-what-I-do sick.

This morning, TBRE and I went to the market to pick up coffee and vodka (because we don’t actually need to eat) and in the middle of a sentence I lost my voice. Gone. Nothing. Not even hoarse. And I flipped my shit.

I am not used to not talking and I have never lost my voice before. What. The. Fuck. It sucks.

So now I’m silent. And still sick, but now I can’t complain.

Alex and I, the Jew and the Least Religious Person on The Face of the Planet, decided to each pick something to give up for Lent.

This decision came from a conversation that started as a discussion of Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday and Easter and resurrection and what we find most annoying about each other. Because that’s how in love we are.

I honestly don’t find very many things about Alex annoying. I think he orders a lethal amount of pizza and needs to eat more vegetables. So he said he would give up delivery for Lent. When I told him that Lent is 40 days, not a week, he almost backed out.

But he agreed to do it because of what I told him I would give up for Lent. I’m going to give up all negative body talk. No more “I’m fat” or “I’m disgusting” or anything similar. According to Alex, it’s the most annoying thing about me. So for 40 days I’m going to try to not saying anything bad about myself. I’m hoping it breaks this bad habit of self-loathing and self-pity.

Alex is hoping too. And anxiously awaiting the day he gets to order pizza for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

My website temporarily exploded yesterday. And I was totally calm about it.

And by totally calm I mean I ALMOST TORE MY HAIR OUT AND ATE IT.

I’ve been working really hard on the new layout for this site. I’m not done, and I don’t know if I’ll be keeping this currently theme. Mostly because I’m crazy and apparently have a taste for self inflicted pain.

If the site is a little messy for the next few days, I totally apologize, and I promise to keep the updates coming! :)

The other night, Alex and I watched Zack and Miri Make a Porno. I was expecting it to be stupid. IT WAS NOT.

Anyway, during The Big Sex Scene, I liked the song playing so much that I got on my computer and bought the entire soundtrack ON THE SPOT. Much to my dismay, the song was not on the soundtrack. Stupid, right?

Eventually, we googled it and found out the song was “Hold Me Up” by Live. It was not sold on iTunes. Another google and a slightly illegal download later, and I have listened to that song no less than 500 times.

You’re welcome in advance. I apologize in advance if your roommate tries to bash your head in for hearing this song blasting from your room for the 501st time.