Thanks, guys. Got the magazine thing semi-resolved. It looks like I bought something from a company that has this scammy magazine group as a partner, so they gift free subscriptions related to things you bought (not sure what I purchased that would make them think that would be my magazine of choice. Apparently other people have received free subscriptions to Real Simple, Vogue, and Martha Stewart Living…that would be okay with me).
So I got a phone call from my dad saying my first issue ofBlack Enterprise Magazineshowed up at their house with my name on the address label…I went to their website and it’s a magazine for black entrepreneurs. I am neither black, nor an entrepreneur, so I’m not sure why I’m receiving it. It’s not just a sample but it says I’m subscribed through November 2013.
This happened to me once before years ago when a mysterious charge showed up on my credit card for an online gaming subscription, which I promptly canceled my card and got it removed (it was ordered by someone in China). Then I started receiving mail order vitamins I didn’t buy, but some dude in another state was being charged for.
As of now, there’s no charge on my credit card. As soon as my dad sends me the subscriber information I’m going to call the company and try to find out more.
Anyone have any ideas? Has this ever happened to you?
Sometimes it makes me a little sad that we only have one life to live. I’m chilling at work right now and thinking about how much I love how my life is going right now in lots of respects (awesome job, good friends and family, adorable cat and dog, lovely apartment), but there’s so much out there that I will never get to do and experience for sheer lack of time.
I will never know what it would be like to be a young dancer living in NYC trying to make it on broadway, or a 25 year old yoga instructor and used book seller living on the outskirts of Portland after returning from spending a year working at her extended family’s organic farm (at least I won’t know first hand what it’s like. I have friends who do these things and I am envious of their stories, but in a healthy way).
I think that’s why I used to want to be a film/tv actress - not for the fame and money, but for the chance to really dive in and live life as another person so different from your real self. I think that’s also why I love tumblr and blogging so much…it’s an opportunity to not only express who I am and who I want to be, but it’s my chance to glimpse into the lives of all these fascinating individuals who are living lives I wish I could have the chance to experience (but not as a replacement for the life I am currently living.)
Does anyone else feel this way or am I just a crazy dreamer?
I’m currently stalking the three orders I placed online yesterday (LL Bean, Old Navy, Amazon) to see when they’ll ship. I have them going to my parents’ house since trying to get packages is a pain in the ass at my apartment, and I’ll be visiting my parents this weekend. I’m hoping they’ll get there by then, otherwise I won’t be able to get them for awhile. I doubt the Amazon will though because there’s something from a random vendor included and that’ll probably take longer.
I’m currently brainstorming my ideas for my new studio apartment that I move into this weekend (for my current apartment design plans, see here and here), and all I keep thinking is how annoyed I am that my mother sold her awesome old vintage teal typewriter (like the one below), because that would have made a badass centerpiece for my office nook.
I did find a pretty awesome owl figurine thing at Marshalls though. They had six of them in various colors on Friday, and tonight they only had two. I guess I’m not the only owl fan (actually, they’re freaking everywhere. I liked them first, though. haha)
that it’s 90 degrees outside and Friday night. I’ve been craving pumpkin flavored things for a week now and I’m caving into my craving and making pumpkin bread muffins.
I think. Remember how I said my links weren’t working for my 2012 bucketlist and my 50 book challenge? But my FAQ and June challenge links are fine.
I don’t think Tumblr lets you have a tumblr page that starts with a number anymore (e.g. tumblr.com/2012books). I noticed when I went to a new follower’s page who has reading lists from the past year that her links were broken too, and they all start with numbers.
It’s a theory. I’m about to change the URL of those subpages to see if it fixes it. I thought you should all know haha.
EDIT: yep…that worked. So if anyone else has any broken page links, make sure it isn’t starting with a number.
Because he can do everything, and my life would be much more entertaining.
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I’m watching Good Morning America right now and they have Cirque people breaking world records, including spinning on his head for 60 seconds and another guy who hung by his teeth for 2+ minutes.
I know these people are freaks*….but why would you want to do either of those things?!?!?!
*I know people in Cirque, and it’s my roommate’s goal to be in Cirque, so I mean “freaks” in the most respectful way. I would imagine most of them are well aware that they are strange creatures.
So I will be digging out the Britney Spears DVD I made of all her random TV performances from the late 90s/early 2000s to watch while I clean.
As I sit here sipping my coffee and finishing my last bite of crostini (pear, walnut, ricotta and honey. so yummy), I’m really wishing there was a good, but lighthearted, ballet class on Saturday mornings closer to me.
I absolutely love the ballet class at Visceral that I used to go to every Saturday morning when I lived in Lincoln Park (the instructor is fantastic - challenging, but super fun). It was a great way to start my weekend. But, I live too far to get there via public transit, driving is expensive and it’s still pretty far, and the individual classes are more than I can realistically pay since I don’t get the professional rate at that studio and there is no college drop-in rate (I was using a Groupon before).
I love the studio by me, but they don’t have ballet on Saturdays. They have modern, but I’m not sure what kind it is/if it’s something I’d want to do just for fun. And they have jazz, but all the people in the class are like 12, and if my roommate isn’t going I don’t want to be the only person who can legally drive in the class :P
So, I will sit here, drink more coffee, and get fat. Maybe if the sun comes out I’ll go on a walk someplace.
If anyone has been on my actual blog page during the last hour or so, it went through a lot of random changes as I was playing with themes and trying to change HTML to suit me. Anyway, I updated the title of my blog and changed the theme (for the time being, anyway). As much as I love Next to Normal (“Living on a latte and a prayer”), it’s time for a new title to reflect my blog and my life as it is currently. My URL has not changed.
So, check it out if you feel so inclined. Or you can totally ignore this post. My posts have been very text-heavy recently, so I’ll spare you all my random yammering for a bit :P
Also, it just occurred to me that I’ve never given anyone my name on here - I don’t know why. Anyway, my name is Kate. :)