Shanon’s Blog

I’m sorry I’ve been such a loser blog poster this week. It’s just been so hectic here at the studio with all the guests coming in and stuff, but I love it. Sara Barielles was amazingly great. So was Natasha Bedingfield. I meant to write about her when she came in, but I forgot. She was so nice and happy and just made my morning. So thanks Natasha.

Things are really looking up these days. I had a rough week last week. I mean I didn’t really have a rough week, but a lot of people around me did. It’s kind of like I had a black cloud hanging over my head and other people were being smothered by its grossness. It’s been a much better week, though, so I can’t complain.

I always get into a weird kind of funk around the holidays and, in my mind, Halloween officially kicks off the holiday season. I don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s the pressure of having to give when I don’t really want to. I’m glad to buy gifts and stuff when I want to, it’s more the spending time with people I don’t want to be around that bothers me the most. I guess on the upside holidays kind of force you to make amends because it’s easier to forgive and forget than be uncomfortable around the people you avoid the rest of the year. But then again there are few people who I cannot avoid that I can’t seem to make those amends with. I’d rather sit in the corner by myself during dinner while everyone else talks to them and boasts about their greatness than say the words “I forgive you.”

I think that being called a liar is one of the most offensive words a person can use to describe another. I’ve been accused of lying in regards to some pretty big life altering stuff and I’m still not over it. And the fact that others believed the person who called me a liar bothers me even more. I think that’s why I choose to withdraw and give into the funk of the season.

Anyway, I forgot to pay my stupid American Express bill. I have to do that today. I get most of my stuff mailed to my parent’s house and I manage to lose it or put it somewhere and forget that it’s there or I don’t know what else somewhere between their house and mine. It’s a problem I’ve tried so hard to fix but I keep on failing. I have to call and pay that today. Except that I forgot my wallet in my air-quote friend’s purse so now I have nothing. No ID, debit card, American Express. I’m such a moron sometimes. If I get hungry I have an Ozarka bottle where I throw in spare dollars and stuff. I can dig in there if times get hard enough. Or just drive to her work and get my stuff. But that makes too much sense. Oh crap. And I need to get my car inspected. I so have to write everything down to remember to do it. Why? Because I suck.

It’s late and I should go home. I’m so starving I want to throw up. Do you ever get that feeling? I had my Kashi cereal this morning, but that was 8 hours ago and I’ve gone none stop since then, so I haven’t had time to eat. What do I want though? Subway? Or should I go to the store and buy bread and junk? I don’t really feel like it. I think I am typing out the stuff that Mary gives me crap for sometimes. You know the Brady Bunch movie where Jan argues with herself all the time? That’s me when it comes to random decisions like “what do I want to eat.” I don’t enjoy food unless it’s beans while I’m PMSing.