Thursday Check In
Things have been a bit quiet in Spectrum Land as I’ve been spending most of my free time hauling furniture from one end of the apartment to the other. I am now the proud owner of a new bed, a new mattress, a new box spring, and a new huge bookcase which actually fits all my books. (For now, of course. Imagine that!)
I feel like quite a grown up. My new bedding is superb and perfectly matches the freshly painted walls which…I did not paint. My roommate painted them. And then two weeks later, decided he was moving out. He’s…special that way.
I hope to get some pictures up soon as I am so so happy in my new space. Right now it’s just a mess.
One thing that shocked me the most was how much higher off the ground my bed is now that I have the box spring and mattress. My old twin bed had a mattress on it from IKEA which was more of a foamy futon-y type thing and as such, I didn’t sleep very far from the floor. Different story now. I’ll tell you how I realized this:
1. I went to sleep in my new bed.
2. I set the alarm on my Blackberry and placed the Blackberry on the floor next to the bed to charge while I slept.
3. The alarm went off.
4. I reached for the Blackberry to shut it off.
5. I underestimated the distance between bed and Blackberry.
6. I fell out of bed onto the floor.
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MORNING SUNSHINE! YOU ARE DUMB.
Um. Yes. So I’m…adjusting to my new space. In all aspects. HOORAY?
Other than that, my life is a bit boring right now. It’s snowing again in NYC and it seems like winter is holding on tight for dear life. I wish it would let go, just a little bit, just a tiny bit.
I am knee deep in audition season and not minding too much. I’m always tired which is a negative but surprisingly, I feel grateful that theaters are operating and people are coming through with funding. The competition is ridiculous but it feels good to be able to go out and do my thing, even if it doesn’t result in something tangible.
It’s almost the end of February and I STILL HAVEN’T JOINED THE LIBRARY. I don’t even know why I make New Year’s resolutions when I can’t be bothered to commit. COMMIT LAURA. YOU CAN DO IT. THE LIBRARY IS RIGHT NEXT TO YOUR OFFICE. Gah.
I am also failing on the sugar front because I bought these truffles from here for Valentine’s Day for PCG. And “for PCG”, I mean, for myself. I ordered the beer & pretzel truffles, the southport cupcake truffles and the olive oil truffles. YEAH. THEY ARE INSANE AS THEY SOUND. Go get some, tiger. I know you want to.
WHAT ELSE WHAT ELSE?
You guys, I feel boring.
This is what winter does to me, I suppose. I buy chocolate. I fall out of bed. The usual.
I hope to have something interesting to say tomorrow but don’t count on it, folks. I’m going to try NOT to fall out of bed tonight. I’m going to make that my only goal. It’s snowing and I’m sleepy and the figure skating finals are on tonight and OH how I wish I could spin around on ice skates like that. MY LIFE HAS NO PURPOSE.
PASS ME A BEER. AND THE BEER & PRETZEL TRUFFLES. AND LET’S CALL IT A DAY.



I fell out of bed a few months ago. Our bed is very high, built by my husband to replicate an old-fashioned one (heat rises, so they were tall beds). Anyway, I have a harder and harder time getting up with the belly, and I had socks on. As soon as they hit the wood floor, I fell right on my butt. Ed thought I rolled out of bed, but really I was awake and trying to get up to go to the bathroom. Haven’t slept in socks since.
Pfft. I was once pitched out of a top bunk when the submarine I was on did an unexpected snap-roll. You falling out of your high bed is nothing. Nothing, I tell you!
And I had no reaction whatsoever because I’m so uber-experienced and salty.
Anywho…
I’m not surprised the truffles weren’t actually for PCG. He doesn’t strike me as much of a truffles enthusiast. Although he’s into parasols, so who knows.
Eager for the next installment in the boring and purposeless life of Laura!
And, as always, don’t mind me.
Tra la la!