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Hello little boys, little toys

I made the most insane impulse buy today:

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It's not necessarily an impulse buy, in that I have planning on getting and iPhone since I watch the keynote live months and months ago (I was unemployed, and am -- and forever will be -- a big nerd). Here's what happened once I got it home:
  1. Open amazing iPhone box. Apple seriously has some of the best packaging in the universe. I am almost afraid to pick the phone up. I feel like I should put it in its case before I even turn it on for the first time.
  2. Open the smaller box containing documentation. The first thing I see is the words "Finger Tips" (great Poe song, btw), also that is a little sexual, way to go Apple. I guess that's appropriate, as this is the sexiest phone ever. Not since Alexander Graham Bell ...
  3. Plugging it in ... wow this is too cool for words. It was ridiculously easy replacing my old Cingular phone with this one. And by Cingular I mean AT&T. Whatevs.
  4. Now I have to sync it. This will take a while, I'm thinking.
  5. It's been about 2 hours since I started at step 1 and I'm still working on syncing. I was obviously not prepared for this before it happened. I still have no idea how to even use this phone.
  6. Another hour has passed. I have updated my contacts and calendars, and copied some music. I think I will try photos next. Then I need a slammin' ringtone. I tried typing on it and it went pretty well actually. Score!
  7. Apparently you are stuck with the ringtones they give you, none of which really sound like ringtones at all. I think I'll just keep mine on vibrate 24/7. I was hoping you'd be able to use your iTunes library to pull ringtones from, but apparently not. It is now nearly 4 hours since I've started and I think my iPhone is ready to travel with me tomorrow. I haven't even talked on it yet! Also, my dumb ass forgot to take the photos off of my old phone before activating my new one, so now they are forever lost. I'm only sad about one of the photos. I'll see what I can do, however.

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posted by carlytron @ 12:33 AM, , links to this post


subway exercise



this is a video of me explaining what to do when you're waiting for the subway. get in shape and kill time!

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posted by carlytron @ 11:50 AM, , links to this post


On why I am awesome (part the first)

This was inspired by a conversation I had with Jane, and is a product of my incredibly obnoxious insomnia. this is a list of why I am awesome. For the purposes of this list, "awesome" will be used in reference to any thing/event/action I have been involved in that makes for a totally great, interesting story. This also allows me to now tell these fantastic stories, and if there is one thing I love it's Talking About Me. Oh, and these are in random order. And each one is kinda long so I'm going to have to break them up into separate posts.

10. I cut off all of my hair the day of my senior prom.
I had really long hair for the longest time and finally in high school I cut it to shoulder-length, where it remained until the afternoon of my senior prom. Prior to the cut I always wore it in buns or ponytails because I Was a Jock. So around lunchtime I went to get my hair done in a fancy up-do, but once I got to the salon I decided to chop it all off instead. I had been toying with the idea for a while and it was obvs. a part of my Subtly Convince My Friends To Tell Me That I Am Gay Because I Refuse To Come Out plan (list coming soon, natch.), I was also ready for a change. So, off the hair went, and I showed up to prom looking smoking hot.

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I know it's hard to tell the differences but you're just going to have to trust me here. The photo on the left is from the ever-popular "Carly With Beverages" series.


It is important to note that the year was 2000. It is also important to note that I went to this prom alone, without a date. I went to junior prom with a guy friend of mine, but senior prom was a solo venture, which made my fashionably late entrance all the more awesome ... all of my guy friends who didn't want to go to the prom with me were totally shocked and awed by my hotness (which I promised them would happen, but no one believed me, of course). I rarely speak highly of myself, as far as appearance goes, but that was a totally awesome moment and I'm really proud of myself for that. And I totally knew I was gay and didn't really care what the boys thought anyhow.

9. I publically embarassed myself a lot in high school by creating choreographed dance routines to pop songs.
In high school Jane and I tried to convince everyone how cool we were by openly hating pop music. We were all, "oh, Our Lady Peace and Incubus are sooooo cool, what the hell is this *NSync crap?" except we secretly loved it a lot. So much so that we performed choreographed dance routines at our school's talent show-type events as a "joke." But really, how much of a joke is it when you're practicing several times a week? Yeah, didn't think so. Videos of these performances are absolutely coming soon, I think the world is finally ready to see this.

Our first performance was a 3-person dance routine to a medley of pop songs, including (but not limited to) such hits as "Summergirls" by LFO, "Crazy" by crazy Britney herself, and "Tearin' Up My Heart" by *NSync. Our second performance was even more impressive, as we finally had a 5-person "boy band" (consisting of 5 girls, obvs.) and performed two songs in their entirety, "I Want It That Way" by the Backstreet Boys and "Bye Bye Bye" by *NSync. We named our boy band "Back 'NSync" (get it?). IWITW really didn't have too much choreography, it more about the emoting via lip synching and amazing hand gestures (and all of us trying not to laugh too much). B^3 however was much more involved and we tried to learn all of the choreography to the song. It was amazing, and I almost ruined it twice during the performance (which was ironic, because I spent all week promising everyone that I would not be the "rhythmless nation" they so thought I would be). I used to have photos of this but I deleted them all so the videos will be up soon.

8. My friends and I participated in a taping of the show Most Extreme Elimination Challenge.
So this is one of those "you guys, this is gonna ROCK!" kinda moments, and then it turns out to be terrible. For those who don't know Most Extreme Elimination Challenge (MXC) was a Japanese show that aired a few years ago on Spike! with crazy English dubs. It's like a live action video game. Is it still on? Does anyone know? It's such a crazy show, and we used to DVR it we loved it so much.

Then we found out that they were going to be shooting a college version in Orlando at Universal Studios, and were casting at school. So myself and a few other friends showed up, waited out in the heat for hours, and finally auditioned by running this retarded obstacle course. Somehow, we were all asked to go to the taping.

The night before the taping, we went out and my dumb ass got so drunk that I was horrendously hung over the next morning. We had to leave horribly early and I remember lying on my bed, moaning, "you guys go, leave me here to die" to my friends who were like, "seriously, Carly? we have to go." Finally they got me out of the apartment. And yes, I did feel like I was going to die. I should also mention that we spent several days putting together several ridiculous costumes each. Thrift stores are amazing for this sort of thing. One of my costumes was entirely silver, including my silver tennis shoes. One of Joseph's costumes was a Japanese school girl (remember that, it will come into play again later). I really don't remember any of our other costumes and I'm kinda bummed that none of us have any pictures. I think there were jumpsuits involved, though.

Anyway so we were there and shooting outside of the building that I ended up working in several years later (how odd). Our first competition was to run across this like, swimming pool-sized lake by stepping on these floating stone things, but some of them wouldn't hold our weight and we would fall. So if you could make it across you won, but if not, you lost. Most people didn't make it across. I don't think that any of my friends did either. It was maybe 30 minutes until my turn for this when my hangover subsided and my fear of whatever ungodly thing I had somehow signed myself up for kicked in. I totally wanted to leave, like immediately. But then it was my turn.

Remember I'm wearing a silver outfit. A stretchy silver shirt (like a frat-boy-dude-bro would have worn out in the late 90s), a silver cape (I think that was from Joseph's Drag Drawer), and these silver pants. They were like, plastic, and I called them "sauna pants" because they made my legs sweat like nothing I had ever experienced before. These were the pants you'd wear when you wanted to lose 5 pounds in 5 minutes by running on a treadmill. Anyway so it's my turn and I go running across this thing like a banshee and I actually thought I was going to make it across. I remember thinking to myself, "oh my God I'm going to make it" and then right as I hit like, the 3/4 mark, I faceplanted into the water. The water was freezing and I think I went into shock. I could barely get out of the water because it was basically a large hole in the ground and there was mud along side from all of the kids who had gone before me.

So I sorta had to like, roll myself out, in shock and weighing a ton because my crazy outfit was retaining water. Then, a new sensation. I realized that the impact of my fall had split my sauna pants right up the middle. I shit you not. So I had to somehow get out of the water and not let my destroyed pants fall off. After we changed and I tried not to be mortified, we realized that Joseph was the only one was enthusiastic at all, the rest of us wanted to go home. We cuddled together on these weird couches near craft services while Joseph kept on with it, participating in the other events. He got to do this thing where you had to run across a rotating cylinder and not fall off. I was like, "no thank you."

Shockingly, none of my footage made the show. But's Joseph did! He was the only one of my friends who did, dressed as a Japanese school girl. I actually have that episode saved on my DVR in Orlando and I have to remember to copy it to a tape or something when I am down there in June.


Ok that's all for now, check back for the next installment.

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posted by carlytron @ 4:21 AM, , links to this post


ouch.

according to my statcounter i might actually have some readers? maybe? anyway, i'm going to use this more, i'm really making an effort. i'm just such a lazy fuck sometimes.

today i tripped and fell in such a glorious way as to not only propel my body a good 5 feet or so but as to somehow bruise myself in the worst way possible. by morning i will have the most ridiculous, painful, godawful-looking bruise on my ass ... more specifically, where my thigh and my ass meet. so, it hurts to sit, walk, stand, or lay (lie? you know, for a self-proclaimed gramma nazi, i really should figure that one out already) on my back. a perfectly awful end to a perfectly awful day.

if i actually make it out of bed tomorrow i will go and purchase the ingredients for jackie warner's famous protein shake, because I Will Do Whatever Jackie Tells Me.

god, i need a job. like right now. i can't wait until august to start working again. good lord.

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posted by carlytron @ 11:58 PM, , links to this post