January 2009
32 posts
tonight, on a show about pageants...
I think we, the people, enjoy learning things about pageant people. I think it’s because of the way that people with a sweet, thick accent say the word pageant. payyyyyyyyyyyyy-jeant.
these people are sick as fuck. I wanna see a show about these kids when they are 15, 21 and 24, as told by them.
hours
I could spend hours going through passive aggressive notes
but then I get to the ones I’ve already read when I actually did spend hours going through passive aggressive notes. and I feel sad.
but sadness dimishes when I remember I made meatballs today.
hey, it's the sun
everyone quick GO OUTSIDE
cousin chat
while I was prepping dinner my cousin called and we had a nice chat and I only spilled half the amount of salsa verde I was making on the floor. good show!
sometimes Mitzie cuddles in my coat wherever I happen to step out of it and she perks her head up and her hair is all smushed under her face and it looks like she doesn’t have a mouth.
oh hai remember me?
if you ever need to know where I’m coming...
update
the bacon smell…it’s coming from inside the house!
balt’s for dinner, avocado is the a.
bacon
it’s a smell coming from the street and totally making me hungry. blt for dinner would be most excellent.
yay!
so far, my life during the Obama administration has been fantastic!! I had a great jog to the gym, and then watched the inauguration on the elliptical, finished with a spin class and a jog home. having less anxiety about the 8k I signed up for, or actually haven’t signed up for yet but am going to sign up for right after this post…
hoping that N will be able to bounce quarters off...
on costco
the samples were out of the park again today and aside from being sold out of snowboard helmets, I felt as though the trip was a success. N would argue that I call it a success because I got the slow cooker I’ve been coveting but whatever man. I’m in your kitchen, slow cooking your dinner.
runch rhyme
I’ve been sitting here for a while and just realized I was completely goosebumped. It’s totally cold here, and why is that? Oh yeah, the windows are open.
Comfort fail.
this is what I mean. try not having a bounce in...
if you've got hand claps and finger snaps
chances are you’re on my ipod, turned up real real loud while I walk to any number of places that I spend my time at
I would like to mention one thing, I have ragged on public transportation system since I moved here (mostly because it’s useless and ineffective) but lately things have taken a turn for the better. Knock on wood, right? Well, I have been taking the b line across the...
The Secret
dearoldlove:
When people ask me how I lost 60 pounds, I tell them about my gluten-free vegan diet, step aerobics, and yoga. If you asked, I’d tell the truth: 15 percent yoga, 85 percent spite.
Well, at least you’re skinny now, right? I mean, that’s better than any guy isn’t it?
naps
in addition to baby food, I also like naps. regression much? I had a hard time falling asleep last night, so I think that’s why I needed to have a lie down today.
the nyt crossword for today was not as easy as a wednesday should be. something about vowels. I failed pathetically.
one hairdryer + one pair of jeans = me out the door.
never did get that smoke
but I did just make cream of wheat. nothing makes me feel better than baby food!
arone time
I have been alone all day, just me myself and Mitzie.
now it’s time to smoke arone and I’m half looking forward to it, half wishing my fridge had a lock and key (and that N kept the key)
in other news, isn’t water just delicious!
filming
something at the VAG today, point being, I couldn’t let my dog poop on the lawn, I had to go the extra block to find some patch of grass suitable to defecate on. wish I were a dog.
sold a piece of N’s camera collection to an adorable boy today outside Starbucks. Good pick, N! also, are Bronica’s becoming part of the hipster diet? pretty soon the newest word will be medium...
west coast winter day
I think when everyone tells you how it doesn’t ever, never could, snow in Vancouver, this is the sort of day they are envisioning. A permacloud, that lightens and darkens throughout the day, with a cold yet gentle mist of rain that mixes with your daily moisturizer and runs down your face.
The weather for the next several days is supposed to be a mix of this with some sun thrown in for...
all things beany, cheesy and meaty
and baked in the oven are always better on day 2.
rain turned to snow here, my ass band went up the local mountain, came down and called to say he’s coming home. no, I didn’t give him shit for interupting my nap.
it’s snowing. mother fucking narnia, b.c.
on periods
bodies are so fucking intense, sometimes I really don’t handle being a girl very well at all. take period tits. yesterday my breasts were basically smothered by my bra, spilling out all over the place and sloppy. today, they are tucked neatly away in calvin’s finest all day support, as demure as paris hilton in a courtroom.
the upside of this is that yesterday, due to my heavy...
french chicken in a pot
I am roasting a chicken in a pot right now with celery, garlic and onions. The apartment smells like the inside of heaven. I am going to make gravy from the jus and put it on mashed potatoes. I am doing this all for dinner tonight, but since I have to work in the afternoon, I won’t be home until late, so I want it ready for when I come home. I wish I didn’t have to work and I could...