I haven't blogged in a long time fuckers!

So, what's new in the life of Meg Casablancas?

I still drink coffee at my desk, but I have stopped eating bagels at my desk. Now, I know that this blog came about because of my office angst towards the bagel v. latte race. Bagel always won. But bagels are not good for you everyday. First of all, the Everything bagel, my bagel of choice, was so appropriately named because it leaves a mess on everything on my desk. I try to clean my keyboard out weekly with that spray air stuff and without fail, I point that little guy in between the keys and out flies poppy seeds, sesame and onion, salt, what have you. Second, I usually get cream cheese on my finger, which in turn ends up on the keyboard. (Maybe I should call IT for a new keyboard.) Third, I am in the middle of having some extensive dental work done, and god only knows how those itty bitty mini seeds get caught in my teeth. Seeds are not good for teeth. And finally, carbs are the new enemy and since I am not Jennifer Aniston and have never ordered a scooped-out bagel in my life. Its easier to not order the bagel at all.

This morning I ate fruit, paid for by my starbucks gift card that I got for Adminstrative Professionals day. That was yummy, except freezing cold when it hit my tooth that I had filled last week. I called the dentist's office immediately following this pain to see if I could get some painkillers and they said that I could come in for another appointment tomorrow. I said, I will just see how it feels on Monday. I mean, crimeny, can't you just give me something over the phone? I already have to go get a root canal in the next few weeks and then you are going to put a post in my tooth and then crown it. That sounds so fancy, like my tooth is getting knighted or something, (Sir Meg's tooth) but in reality, for me, it is a fate worse than death. I hate going to the dentist. I hate the light that they shine in my face. I hate looking up people's noses and I hate that they are starring my mouth and putting shit in it. My biggest fear is that they are going to cut my tongue off. I hate when they talk to you and you can't talk back you just have to shake your head and that makes me even scared more because what if that little shake causes them to cut off my tongue, then what am I going to do. I like talking, I can't just not have a tongue. I also hate novocaine. I don't like not feeling my face. I chew my cheek off and that is so scary. I used to have the coolest dentist, he would listen to classic rock when he would work on my teeth. There is nothing better than walking up from wisdom teeth removal all drugged up to hear the Doors, break on through to the other side, literally. I might have thought I was Jim Morrison at that point I was so out of it. I kept laughing and they put me in a closet that they called the "recovery room." What the hell was that all about? My dad kept saying, so this is what it's like when you are drunk. I think I was just about to turn 21.

In other news, Liz is in Iowa, the land of Ashton Kutcher. However, from what I gather, Iowa is a fate worse than death. I have discovered (thank you IMDB) that other famous celebs from Iowa include Elijah Wood, Ron Livingston (Office Space) Johnny Carson, John Wayne, Lara Flynn Boyle, Julee Cruise (Twin Peaks Roadhouse singer), Laura Leighton (Sydney from Melrose Place), JEAN SEBERG, and T-Boz!

Liz, these people turned out great, you will too.

Saturday, is the long-awaited Rites of Spring party at Liz's. This party is also know as Sarah's Birthday party. Dresses are being created, decorations are on the way, bands are rehearsing. I am extremely excited for this weekend. Sunday brunch to celebrate the mammal on Erin's rooftop.

Oh, but how could I forget to mention that Thursday is French Kicks and Ambulance at the Black Cat.
Have you seen the pics of preppycuteguitarist from Ambulance?
Have you heard the new French Kicks song?

So that is what life is handing your dear Meg Casablancas for now. Check ya later.