Things I would rather do than clean my room

1. Stare at the mess

2. Write a blog post in list form

c. Entertain myself by going back and forth between numbers and letters

IV. Okay, now that's going too far.

V. I said too far. Roman numeral humor is only funny to marble statues.

6. Listen to music (New Pornographers right now)

7. But I could totally clean while listening to music. That was the original plan.

8. To be fair, I did clean off my desk.

9. But some of it just got relocated to my bed.

10. Did I ever tell you that after college I slept for a number of months on a bed with a drawer full of crap sitting on one corner of the bed? It's because we took the drawer out of the desk to make room for a filing cabinet or something, and didn't have anywhere to put the drawer, so I set it on the bed and just learned to work around it. Also, at this time I had one of those wooden duck phones a la Silver Spoons that quacked when it rang—also its eyes lit up— but it didn't sound like a duck. It sounded like Satan. It was really terrible. Anyway, I remember I was talking on the duck phone, sitting on the bed with the drawer nearby, setting up an interview for Rolling Stone or something and anyway I remember Wendy visited me that day and she said "Do you think anyone, when they're talking to you, pictures you working in this environment?"

11. Okay, she didn't say "environment" but that was the gist. And no, I don't think they realized. I also don't think people knew how young I was when I started. Except that I was really nice/eager, which gets beaten out of you quick.

12. Not me, I'm still nice/eager, except when I'm a total hardened bitch, but I mean, it gets beaten out of you.

13. No drawer on my bed today though. So you see: progress.

14. I've been in better moods.

15. I've also been in worse.

16. I have a lot of cords. And a lot of little thingies that I doubt I'll ever use. Like do I need these various international plugs for my blackberry charger? I don't think so. But it's not like I can just throw them out, you know? Because you know what happens when you throw them out? You wake up in Paris without a cell phone cursing the last time you cleaned your room. Not making THAT mistake again.

17. I met Mo Rocca this morning. I was having a breakfast meeting, because that's how I do, and the guy I was meeting knew Mo Rocca and anyway I was introduced and I said "I'm a fan," because I am, and Mo seemed genuinely touched at my fandom. At my fanship? It's interesting because were I Mo I would probably say something like "As well you should be" or something equally obnoxious.

18. Actually, that's not true. Sometimes I say stuff like "Oh my Gosh, thanks!" but then this one time I got trapped at a party by someone who told me I was funny and I said "Oh my Gosh, thanks!" and then the person was like "what, are you surprised to find out you're funny? you sound like you don't think you are!"

19. It was an aggressive sort of complementary encounter.

20. I know I'm funny.

21. Perhaps not in this list.

22. The music stopped.

23. Mess still messy.

24. But I do feel we've gotten to know each other a bit better.

25. Don't you?

26. Sorry, can't hear you, thinking about myself again.

27. My sister had a barking dog phone, which also didn't sound like a dog. When the phone rang in that house, it sounded like the caterwauling of the undead.

28. If the undead sounded vaguely like a dog and a duck.

29. The title of this post makes me sound 14.

30. Which is cool. Young is in.

31. Okay, I should really find new procrastination music.