We Marooners seem to care less and less about what the “brr!” months are all about: crunchy orange leaves tinged with gold and brown, crips and nippy air all around, and anything cranberry. (Yes, the scent of bathroom cleaners included. Main Mall, I am looking at you.) Are we so wrapped up in our own thoughts, our 8 to 5 jobs, and our self-inflicted harmful thoughts that we are willing to overlook the beauty of October rushing in with the promise of more than chilly nights? The blessings of October that are centered on, but not limited to, great discounts on all things horror? And let’s not forget that during this time of the year, our folks over there at Brown Salts hold their classic take on The Midnight Convention. We all know what that means! Horror movie marathons, midnight zombie runs. ghost tours, séances, and that yummy apple pie made famous by Boothe’s. Definitely worth the two-hour trip to Brown Salts!
Let’s not forget November, where we hold the first week sacred for our dead loved ones. It also gets uncomfortably colder and colder. Better start stocking up on scarves and insulated gloves. Come December, we all breathe a collective sigh of relief. The weather doesn’t get less colder (on the contrary!) but all those pretty Christmas lights and colorful lanterns strewn just about everywhere are comforting consolations. Who could resist beautiful decorations, right? And if we are anything here at Maroon City, it’s this: Fashionable. Trend-setters. Hip to the core. Also, December gives us the perfect excuse to get drunk: Parties! And more parties! (Pro tip: Don’t get smashed during company parties. Chances are you’ll always regret what you’ve done. It’s The Morning After‘s leitmotif, regardless of whether you work at a law firm or a call center. Stick to wine, instead. It’s healthier, besides.)
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It’s the loooong weekend this side of the world! Yay!! The weekend’s forecast hints of Smirnoff Mule, junk food, and lots of bonding with a friend I haven’t seen for what feels like forever. Another part of the weekend is all about reading, staying in the house, and sleeping in. And next workweek means only two days of me working. That means I get another loooong weekend after this weekend. *tee-hee!* And what will I be up to during the next long weekend? That’s a secret I’ll never tell. (Or so says Gossip Girl. *wink!*.)
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After a much needed break from blogging and yet popping up in social media in sporadic intervals (except in Twitter because, you know — Twitter = love), here I am. Let that sink in, dear reader: Here I am. You’re stuck with me and you know you love it. Because we are both addicted to what we’re not supposed to keep coming back to, amiright? Raise your hand and say — nay, yell a resounding, “AYE!” if you can relate to that. *pauses, nods head* I knew we’d get along famously.
Warning: Random bits and pieces of thoughts ahead!
Who else here is excited for Halloween?! It’s one of my favorite holidays. Too bad we don’t have autumn here and trick or treating is not as huge and insane as I would love it to be. The good news is that there are tons of parties held in clubs and bars and most cable channels typically air horror movies and series. LOVE IT. Absolutely. And speaking of horror: Check out this trailer of an upcoming TV series, “Midnight, Texas.” It’s so good because it’s creepy in all the right ways.
I am in the process of changing my hair color. I have been biting my nails over this and finally decided to just jump in and do it. Right now, the result is an annoying shade of disastrous blond. One word: brassy. Not gonna lie: I dislike it so much that I avoided looking at the mirror that day. But then I thought, “Okay, this is not the end of the world. This can be fixed.” And so fix it I will. Two words: Purple shampoo. This whole hair dyeing this time around is such an adventure that I plan on doing it never again after this one. (Fun fact: I am no Instagram star but when I posted a photo of myself sporting this new disastrous blond shade, I got more hearts than I anticipated. You guys, support (in the form of red hearts) found in social media can be so nice at times. Especially when you are walking around with a shitty shade of blond hair and seriously thinking of getting a short haircut to remedy it. Thank you to everyone who took pity on me and double tapped on that photo. You are the best!)
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