suckered

i'm having a seriously difficult time reconciling that doogie_howser is now barney on himym. and the fact that he reminds me of a shorter thinner version of tom(lynn)...maybe the square jaw. though marshall reminds me unmistakably of teague.

i think what i like about himym is that the characters have good chemistry with the slapstick (a la 'friends'), but the episodes still have some sort of "moral". granted, the settings and such show the evolution (read: degradation) of morals since the family sitcoms of the 90's...but i still like coming away from an episode feeling like i learned something about life.

i wonder if i'm getting sick. this fog of fatigue ... it's like the harry potter demetor thing or something. somehow it's just so hard to stay awake...

i thought marriable was a good book. little corny at times, but practical...sort of an xtian version of he's just not that into you. with chapters such as "why being just friends is a waste of time". so true. i would recommend it to a single.

speaking of books, the activation energy to get my book off the ground (ie. beyond the outline) just skyrocketed. i thought i'd have a couple chapters written by the time i got back from japan but...damn business class and the free movies! productivity fail. (but oh so entertaining)

my parents want to know what to get me for xmas. i wonder if a 'do not nag' card is an option. probably not. in which case, maybe a new tv. though i'll have to take a raincheck for after the big move.

that's the thing about buying an apt (a real apt, unlike the box i live in which was essentially an extension of college dorm life) ... there's a reason people don't buy until after they're married. well, fine, usually you can't afford it or can't commit to a location. come to think of it, i guess this means i'm committing to stay in nyc for some foreseeable future. (i feel suckered, i didn't overanalyze this aspect in my decision-making...damn that beautiful bathroom and the fallen economy!)

but seriously - the thought of furnishing a new apt, and actually have to buy kitchen supplies (bc lets face it, that pathetic unit in my hallway barely qualified as a kitchen, therefore i never bothered having real utensils or ware) ... that's a lot of stuff. buying the house without the wedding registry just seems ... incomplete.

but i'll cross that bridge in the coming months, i suppose. first i have to figure out if i have to store or sell all my existing stuff while i'm homeless. and when exactly i'll be homeless. and how the heck i'm going to get rid of this piano...