Living alone is something I recommend every person does at least once in life for self-discovery purposes. I’m starting to sour on it now though. Uncertainty in various aspects of my near future weigh heavy. If I knew I was staying in London past August, I think I’d find a roommate. Right now, I’m Merle’s little bird in an expensive single bedroom cage.
“This sounds like a job for Bi-Polar Bear! …but I just can’t seem to get out of bed this month.”
Felt pretty spiffy tonight. I talked to a very old friend for the first time in a few months and had a meaningful conversation, not just crummy chit chat. Went for a most excellent run (fastest time yet, maybe ever!) and I surrendered to a fierce Stone Temple Pilot craving.
STP’s probably my favorite band. They may not have been as innovative as Nirvana or Pearl Jam but I like their sound better. And that’s all that really matters. Between 1993 and 98 is when my interest in music exploded. My first purchase was NIN – Broken because I had seen my black lipstick, knee high boot wearing crush with a copy at school. After I started to listen to campus radio, my perspectives and tastes broadened. They have shows featuring a lot of indie rock, world music, country, 80s independent, funk, punk, underground rap, electronica, dance techno, retro, hip hop, soul, blues and more! Still grunge was my first love and STP is my special sweetheart. Scott Weiland’s sweet, deep, coked-out voice is perfect. The songs are so smooth and rich, not irritatingly catchy or rushed. Excellent stuff.
So after that I was in the mood for, and listened to, The Crow soundtrack on the walk to work. And then I had a naked sauna in the men’s locker room at midnight. While I was in there, sweating a ton, slathering the place with my DNA, I realized I forgot to stretch after my run so I did it all sweaty naked in there. Then I had a cool shower and had no towel so I had to creatively shake off all the water afterwards. Heeheehee.
The Ancient Undergrad 
Living with a roomate only seems like a good idea for the first few months. Then “honeymoon mode” (willing to share everything, ignoring things that make you mad, etc.) wears off and the wrath begins. I wish one day to live alone…Ha campus radio, ours sucks, full of hippie music that only hippies like. And wannabe hippies.
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I’ve lived alone and I’ve lived with roommates. Both have their pros and cons. I find that the happy middle – having a cat as a roomie – is the best choice.*tempted to make a comment about naked sauna stretching but does not feel cleverly naughty enough this morning*
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Sounds like a good night. Sometimes a night by yourself is the best. Of course, I can’t stand being by myself for more than a few hours…lol, I get all jumpy. Maybe that will calm down with age…and a little less horror movies. I really ought to listen to some of the music you keep mentioning one day…
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what were the three movies that i got?yeah i am the type that i need to live with other people, i hate being alone.i *heart* grunge. i have always been into it, ever since middle school when i sported the flannel like all the other wannabes (especially considering the fact that i live in so cal lol). but i am definately a huge fan of STP, although i have to say i like Pearl Jam and Nirvana better.i need to see the creative shaking technique 🙂
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does it count as living alone if my parents leave the country for a month? does it count if the dog is with me?
wait. so you did your post run stretches in the sauna naked? that’s hot. lol
steam sauna or a dry sauna?
i wish i had access to a sauna at all hours of the night.
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Living alone sounds like heaven right now. I don’t care how poor I’ll be, I can’t wait to get my apartment. I’ll do whatever the hell I please.
Ahhh, grunge. I was totally flannelled-out in middle school with black lipstick and Doc Martens, back when they were worn by badasses only. Nirvana, STP, Pearl Jam, The Offspring, Greenday, Bush, and Collective Soul. I do remember.
Can I go to the sauna with you?
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Living alone… I miss it. I have a roomie now and have had for some time. Most of the time, I enjoy the company and the laughs, but there are times I crave aloneness and walking around in my cage naked and with no cares about anyone else. It’s a trade off… eehh.
Last run, equated with a 10 foot free fly and a 15 foot skid… on cement. Last week. I am actually laughing my ass off about it, though I am grateful I am not that hurt. Just proves that Rugby is the sport for me, and that I have enough calcium… for now.
Au Revoir
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Who is Bipolar Bear? It sounds as if he/she/it could be my friend…Knee high boots are beautiful.
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Seven was just absolutely incredible. everytime i watch it, i see something new, and it continues to blow my mind. That movie made me want to go into set design and art direction and all that jazz. And High Fidelity just makes me happy everytime i watch it. I have yet to see the first on your list… but i’ll get around to it one of these days.
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STP was a great band… I miss grunge when before it just turned into light metal. Velvet revolver isnt too bad… they should have called it Guns N’ Pilots.
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Living alone: I shared a teeny one bedroom with a dog and a cat for exactly one year, and you’re absolutely right about the “self discovery.” I learned that I can be obsessively-compulsively clean; I will pick music over TV most of the time; I will alternately gorge on sugar foods and work out like a fiend. When nobody’s looking, you find interesting ways to occupy your time. And the feeling of freedom – complete independence – is so empowering, liberating. There were days I could drop off the planet and nobody would know for at least a couple of days. I miss that sometimes. Of course there are also the times of debilitating loneliness. But let’s not talk about that.
STP: The first time I heard “Plush” on the radio, I thought it was a great new Pearl Jam song. I always liked STP, though for years I categorized them as a PJ rip-off. Until the album “Tiny Music” came out – it’s such a divergence. J is a huge STP fan and he took me to see them at the state fair maybe two years ago – long after their glory days had passed – and Scott Weiland has a stage presence like I have never witnessed before. I was expecting a show of run-down-has-beens going through the motions of their 10,000th performance of their 10 or so radio songs, but instead I was floored. Amazing. I’m not to impressed with the new Guns n’ Pilots, though.
My iPod: One of J’s brothers got us the 6 gig iPod mini I had registered for – I was really shocked that we got it. He said he just picked out the most expensive thing on the registry. I wish more people shopped that way. Anyway, I registered for the pink one – but J thought that was too emasculating, so we exchanged it for blue. I’d never thought of naming her, but I will call her Blueberry. I bought her a silicone skin (because I’m prone to carelessness, especially with small electronics), an adapter so I can listen to her via my car stereo, and a car charger because the tuner drains her power. I never really understood the allure of the iPod, but I’m starting to get it. Blue is a constant companion these days.
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when i had free access to a gym, hence i went to the gym, i used to use the dry sauna in the locker room. there were a lot of signs telling us not to throw water on the rocks.
then i started going to a spa with whitegirl. there were steam saunas with eucalyptus steam that burned your lungs. and there were dry saunas with the same signs telling us not to throw water on the rocks.
lumpia is too easy; you’ve gotta pick a filipino dish that isn’t so common. one guy used the sinigang line on me. it was impressive, but only until irealized it was just the lumpia line in disguise.
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I like STP a lot, though Weiland’s solo stuff sucks (in my humble opinion). I saw them in high school, so probably about ten years ago, and Scott was so fucked up they had to bring a couch out to stage for him to collapse on. He sat there and sang acoustic for a while. It was great.
I essentially live alone because my sister/roommate is never here–she basically lives at her boyfriend’s place. I love it. I almost think I like being alone too much; it worries me. It makes me want to not ever get married or have kids. I suppose complete isolation would get old after a while. I haven’t gotten there yet, though.
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Who’s STP? I’m so up on all the hip music. Do people still use the word “hip”? ha. probably not. Thanks for the nice comment. We had a great anniversary.
When you say sauna do you mean the room where you sit and sweat or do you mean a hot tub? I used to try the sweaty room just to see what the big deal was when I worked out at a Y, but never really cared for it. I felt silly just sitting there sweating. I’m sure there’s a point to it, but I guess it’s more fun to sweat in the sweaty room with other people. I think hot tubs are super! But nowadays so many people try to scare you out of using them for fear of germs. Our neighbor had one, but took it out because they said it attracted mosquitos. You’d be fine from the chest down, but you’d have bug bites from the waterline up to your forehead.
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I kinda named my iPod after myself. It’s called ShanPod. A bit narcissistic, but cute, nonetheless. Ha, you are SO a walking ad for Apple when you go jogging. Well, I guess that would make you a jogging ad… or something. But I bet you look cool.
See ya in the sauna.
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