Because I’m avoiding my Bluebooking work. Here’s what I learned this week:
1. If you’re on the subway and would like to comment on someone’s purse (mine, let’s say), it is generally considered rude to loudly say to your friend, “That bag is so Jewish.” The appropriate ethnic slur would be “JAP-y,” thank you very much.
2. If the buzzer rings and wakes you up, put on a shirt and pants before exiting your room. There’s a good chance that your room mate’s boyfriend will also be sent to answer the buzzer, and the sight of you half asleep in just boy-shorts underwear with your ass hanging out and boobs everywhere isn’t going to make anyone’s morning.
3. That said, remain on good terms with your room mate’s boyfriend (easy if, as is my situation, you genuinely like him). That way, when you forget to email yourself a big research project due at noon, you can call him at 9am and he’ll send it to you — because, thank god, he’s still in your apartment from the night before, even though your room mate has gone to work. He might also buy you wine glasses if you make him drink chianti out of coffee mugs often enough. (Let me add in here that Rizzo, you are my hero).
4. When you buy really cute vintage boots, get them water-proofed before you wear them in the rain.
5. Do not consider living with this guy, who one astute Gawker commenter calls “The Anna Wintour of gang bang organizers.” Ha.
6. What is the only better distraction than blogging when you don’t have a TV and can’t watch episode after episode of Entourage? Overheard in New York.
7. What goes wonderfully with Overheard in New York and, of course, Feministe, when it’s pouring down rain outside and you don’t want to leave your apartment? Fleece pants and a nice South African cabernet sauvignon. Today, it’s Exclesior. (Aren’t into wine? I’m currently obsessed with Newcastle).
Add your tips below. More will be coming as I get progressively more bored, and likely do more progressively idiotic things.