defriending: the ultimate betrayal

i would really like to address a phenomenon that, after some discussion with friends, is apparently just as disturbing and offensive to others as it is to me.

it starts as a classic college routine: you attend a friend's party/shindig/get together or meet someone that you have a nice lil' chat with on the first day of classes, and one of you adds the other as a friend on facebook. unfortunately, for whatever reason, your friendship never develops beyond that point. fine, whatever, at least you can still stalk each other on facebook, you think! no biggie. until one day when you a) decide to see what so-and-so is up to or b) you see that they wrote on a friend's wall and try to click and see their profile, and facebook brutally rebuffs you by denying you access to their profile.

could it be? could you really have been "defriended"?! i mean, sure, you never talked to them since that initial exchange, and didn't really have any intention of doing so in the future, but c'mon, what kind of person literally goes through their list of facebook friends and specifically removes an innocent person with malicious intent like that?? it's pure evil, i say. and i vow never to delete anyone, no matter how annoying their frequent status updates are. it's just plain cruel!

...in other news, christmas was good. you know you're getting old when you get excited about a new coffee pot, carry-on bag, and external hard drive. siiiiigh. i also stuffed my face with la carreta yesterday with kristi, and we decided to see that will smith movie, "seven pounds." please, please see it. you won't understand it 'til the end, but what a fabulous, fabulous film.

all i know is that first, you've got to get mad.

I HAVE NEVER APPRECIATED ELECTRICITY MORE THAN I DO RIGHT NOW. seriously. on thursday night, this crazy ice storm knocked down trees, power lines, and telephone poles throughout central/northern mass and southern nh. subsequently, we lost power for FOUR DAYS and FIVE NIGHTS. i know, i sound like i'm being dramatic, but you have no idea how much you depend on power until it's gone, man.

fortunately, on friday, i went to see the nutcracker in boston as planned, and ate a delicious meal at the cheesecake factory, but it was all downhill from there. apparently, without my cable tv/internet/flat iron/heat and hot water, i am a huge biotch. in my quest to access the internet, i drove to the local coffeehouse on saturday- seriously, this place never has more than 3 people in it at one time- and it was totally packed. unfortunately, no one could connect to the internet, so it was just a bunch of angry people asking each other "is it working for you?" i drove to the panera parking lot to see if i could swipe wifi there- still a no go. apparently, sending an e-mail was a much more difficult task than i anticipated, and i was fumin'. but as of 6am this morning, i rejoiced to the high heavens because the power finally came back. it was pretty amusing because this storm literally knocked out electricity at over 200,000 houses, so basically all there was to do was christmas shop and commiserate with the other folks that looked like crap and hadn't had a shower in 3 days either. good stuff.

also, help! i'm enjoying hallmark christmas movies way too much.

they go from high school to high class...

first and foremost, i have to recognize that one of my favorite bands, phantom planet, recently decided to call it quits after 15 years- or, take an "indefinite hiatus," which is obviously never a good sign. though i'm bummed about the break-up, i'm happy that i at least got the opportunity to see them live a few times while they were still alive and kickin'.

speaking of bands, i was reading an article the other day that was naming off some of the worst band names ever- this list included such gems as puddle of mudd, crazy town, dogs die in hot cars, and does it offend you, yeah?...and it got me thinking about making my own personal list of worst (and best) band names as i scrolled through my ipod. so here it goes! oh, and if you have any suggestions of your own, please feel free to add 'em.

WORST:
the all-american rejects
amusement parks on fire
bow wow wow
chumbawumba
crash test dummies
death cab for cutie
foo fighters
forever the sickest kids
goo goo dolls
head like a kite
jimmy eat world
kajagoogoo
limp bizkit
panic at the disco
the pussycat dolls
rage against the machine
the receiving end of sirens
someone still loves you, boris yeltsin
volcano, i'm still excited

BEST:
alice in chains
black sabbath
the brian jonestown massacre
broken social scene
coheed & cambria
collective soul
guided by voices
hallelujah the hills
hot hot heat
kings of leon
marilyn manson
moving units
ok go
queens of the stone age
radiohead
semisonic
smashing pumpkins
talking heads
third eye blind
urge overkill

looks about even, i'd say!

can we talk about how i'm going to see the nutcracker this friday and i'm majorly excited? i know, i'm lame, but i haven't seen it since i was like 8.

when i crack that whip, everybody gon' trip

anybody watch the michael jackson-esque britney documentary on mtv last night?! i mean, she's kind of a ditz, but i still feel awful for the poor girl. i mean, imagine not even being able to leave your house for 10 years without being surrounded by creepy paparazzi? horrible. (p.s. i've had the chance to listen to the leak of her new album, circus, and aside from "womanizer", both the title track and "mmm papi"-yeah, stupid title and lyrics-are so addictive.)

thanksgiving was fun and low-key...my cousin and her boyfriend came up from florida, and my grandparents from massachusetts, and we watched the parade (RICK ASTLEY, fuck yes, varsity fanclub or whatever their name was, fuck no) and a "hell's kitchen" marathon and ate a ton and walked on the golf path.

after an amazing breakfast at my favorite new hampshire standby, parker's maple barn, i braved black friday- as i do every year because i'm a masochist and i love large, annoying crowds of people- with kristi. btw- what's up with the poor guy in long island at the wal-mart being killed?! people are idiots. anyways, i was saddened by the many empty 3.98 dvd racks at target, but i was NOT about to get up at 4am for the deals, so this was the price i paid. siiiigh. then i ogled the puppies in the pet store and decided that in addition to an american eskimo, i also want a west highland white terrier and or a pekingese. double sigh. we terrorized the poor employees at sportshoe center by laughing crazily and singing "angel" by amanda perez when it came on the radio there, and then ended the evening by feasting on thanksgiving leftovers, drinking wine, and watching "forgetting sarah marshall." just fabulous.

uhhh, since when did starbucks change their gingerbread latte to a gingersnap latte? tastes exactly the same to me, but i'm extremely curious about this switch.

if you're reading this, give me a song to download. i'm in semi-drought mode.