Oh me

What a way to start the day... Even though I was going to Wall Street today, out of habit I went to the uptown subway stop. I didn't realize where I was until after I swiped my card. Of course, when I went to the correct stop my card was used too soon and I had to pay two dollars. Sometimes I wonder about me.

I think it's impossible for my entire apartment to be clean at once. I just cleaned the bathroom and the kitchen but I just can't be bothered to finish the whole thing. Maybe one day... that's something I'll aspire to - total cleanliness - which will probably last for about 24 hours.

While the whole world shuns carbs, I embrace them! Spaghetti is my new meal of choice. It's cheap, super easy to make and almost impossible to screw up (except for the time I did..but my shower took longer than expected). I am content to eat spaghetti 5 days a week until my dad's sauce runs out. It's only fair to add chef to my dad's lists of skills: drinking, rambling, killing people, remembering history (as the establishment would like us to) and making some damn good spaghetti sauce.

It's really hard to study in my apt - my big comfortable bed and DVR are the two main distractions although my slothfulness. I really need to be busy to be productive, otherwise I just spiral into a void of worthlessness. Oh yeah and taping Murder She Wrote and Matlock (yes, I am your grandmother). That Jessica Fletcher is trouble, always sticking her nose where it doesn't belong! In the 80's Cabot Cove, Maine had to have the highest murder rate in the country - shocking for a a sleepy fishing town with one Sheriff. I always wanted Jessica to end up being a serial killer who wrote books about her exploits - that would make more sense. Everywhere she went, NY, Californial, any family function.. someone died, on the rare occasions where someone didn't die it turned out to be something dumb like a dream or an idea for her latest book. When I was about eight my family used to watch Murder She Wrote together, bizarre family bonding, and my dad would always guess the endings which was so annoying. Some endings were easy to guess but what ALWAYS annoyed me is when the killer was the victim's evil twin sister who everyone thought died in a train wreck 10 years ago but was actually alive, plotting the murder the whole time and was never ONCE mentioned until the end of the show - How the hell are you supposed to guess that?

Oh yeah - Has anyone ever noticed that Andy Griffith has some sort of speech impediment? Some kind of whistle that I just picked up on. He also has to be the greatest defense attorney in the history of the world, because I don't think he EVER lost a case (although one episode with twin brothers comes to mind and it might have been a hung jury). I also love how he had two private investigators who were both two short black men, and all his assistants (one of whom was his daughter) were all interchangeable blondes. Did the producers think this would assauge our cognitive dissonance when they switch characters? Although Matlock does provide some insight into the inspiration for today's rehashed cinched belt way above the waistline.