Saturday, August 14, 2010
30 days meme
I'll actually be posting two days of it at once right now though, since I started it yesterday and just didn't post it.
I'm Stephanie. I'm 31. I just moved to Chico, CA for a job
I like music (who doesn't) playing radio, kissing boys, eating sushi and laying in the sun on a nice day and getting a tan. I will probably die of skin cancer by the time I am 50 and I simply do not give a crap about it. Not giving a crap is one of my other hobbies, by the way.
I like mystery. I like getting inside peoples minds. Sometimes great conversation is better than anything. I like fashion and other shallow, vain things. I fell in love with pop music. I love a good mix DJ. I love people who create something out of nothing, in fact it's about the sexiest thing there is. I love people who LOVE. I love people with gorgeous beautiful minds. I know a few, you know?
I love my iphone. I love pictures.
I have this cat Lily Monster Boo Face Kitty Meow who is the raddest thing in the world. Seriously, she's so gangsta, it's ridiculous.
I'm a total Daddy's girl. Sue me. My two sisters are the coolest women on Earth and put me to shame with their powers of awesome.
My friends... man I have a collection of flame throwingly awesome friends. They're even more badass than a robot dinosaur pirate ninja zombie. No joke. They rock the free world.
I love fancy things.
I am a dork. Sci Fi dork. Radio dork. Seattle Seahawks fan dork. I can explain the rules of baseball. I like martinis. I like dying my hair. My favorite book in the free world is Francesca Lia Block's "Wasteland." I read it probably once a month, no joke.
My headphones are my babies. Radio is my life. I hate wearing shoes.
This entry is lame, but I'll get to the good questions in good time I guess.
Friday, August 13, 2010
look at this sweet ride
The day it came back from the shop was kind of a crap day for me at work. I was just having a really bad day and then Bryan came in and told me it was back. You have to understand I've been here about two months and this is the first time I've ever seen it. I felt positively giddy! Stupid, right? It's a radio station vehicle...
But damn, this thing is pretty special. Meatwad and I took it for a spin around the area and I just kept saying "This is so f#@king cool" over and over and hanging my head out the window, like a big dork.
It was one of those moments that's made this move worth it. The little cool things that pop up unexpectedly. Be it this beautiful bitch of a car or the many friends I've made in a short time or the fact that the a couple of the guys at Rawbar remember what I like to eat when I go in there or that the bartenders at Johnnie's know me by name, not because I go there a lot but because when I do, I sit and visit with them. Or you know finding out my air staff are a bunch of cool ass people and that my promotions director rocks the free world... It's just little stuff that makes me pause and go "Yeah, it's hard as hell, but I know I did the right thing."
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Another installment of music I like that makes no sense....
Looked up Bat for Lashes on the suggestion of the world renown artist Jeremy Cross a few years ago. I love love love this song.
Another one of those things that's probably uncool for me to like because maybe it's hella hipster or whatever, but I love this particular Pretty Girls Make Graves song quite a bit.
Today was the first time I've ever heard of The Hundred in the Hands, and I wouldn't have without my good friend DJ Nick V the Violator. Nick is a bad ass DJ and when he says listen to something, I do it.
I first heard Kaskade in a mix on the amazing Ghetto House Radio. This video makes little to no sense, but the song is awesome.
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sleepless in chico
True facts- I am a very tired girl.
Going back to working mornings (and yeah I mean I get up at 5:30 every day, I'm not whining about having to be at the office by 9 or anything, I am out my door most days by 6:30) after years of being on a regular 9-5 schedule or especially after my year at Radio Central Coast where I basically had to show up sometime before I went on the air at 2pm? It's a sleep shock.
It also seems that no matter how early I go to bed, I do not get enough sleep. I am either unable to sleep through the night consistantly or can't fall asleep. When I can't fall asleep I just get up. I mean laying in bed when you can't sleep is pointless as all get out anyway, so I get up, which I understand may not be the best thing to do.
Believe me it's not because I'm not exhausted either. Every day I work ALOT and I am usually drained by the time I drag through my front door. But without fail I'll perk up again at 8pm and won't be able to fall asleep until Midnight most nights. It's just how my body clock rolls. And the thing is I have no problem waking up and getting out the door either. It's just about the second hour of my show in the mornings the yawning so hard that tears are coming out of my eyes kicks up and all that make up I put on at 5:30 is on my shirt collar and I might as well have slept in.
I think a lot of it has to do with my bed or the futon as it were. It's hella more comfortable than the floor, do doubt, but it's still not an actual bed. I think this situation is getting rectified soon though so I'm not gonna trip. Hopefully a comfy bed will fix this sleep problem because yawning my way through the first few hours of my show isn't good radio.
I need to recreate whatever magical sleeping magic came down to me on Saturday night. I think I slept in on Sunday until almost 10. NO joke. That's so rare these days, if it were a steak, it'd still be up walking around and mooing.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
photo dump





