Monday, October 29, 2007

things that are too beautiful to not share with the entire world

halloween is the best. i can wear my tacky accessories and call it costume. i can put on turquoise eye shadow and glitter eye liner and no one will think twice. it is the best.

behold:

and the best thing about this, is that we only spent $479 on these outfits at american apparel! awesome-town.


additionally, my ears are itching real bad this morning. i did a quick search and there are several reasons for itchy ears. the most horrifying is that bugs may be living in your ears. it could be a skin condition like eczema or psoriasis, which is unlikely to have popped up over night. also, i could potentially have too little ear wax in my ears which is stupid but a possibility considering i use q-tips like 7 times a day. if you have thoughts, i'd love to hear. i took some benadryl because someone once told me that it could be allergy related.

by the way, i hate having to go to work.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

I have been busy as a bee

I have not had hardly a minute to myself! It's true.

Between going to, understanding (almost) and enjoying local flag football games:



Heavily scrutinizing the office
  1. i loved thursday's episode
  2. i love pam and jim
  3. i love depressed, moaning dwight
  4. jan looked dang good in the train scene
  5. you could book a trip to schrute farms if you wanted to: Beets Beets Beets!
  6. oscar and darrell are the breakouts of 07
Doing errands and other fun things while looking like a stylish boyscout:


And desperately wanting a dog, any dog at all (especially the one-eyed pug we saw in Lowe's yesterday):


I have just not had a minute to myself! Not a minute!


Also, living with Penny again is hilarious. This morning I said how I hated the smell of toast (I really do--especially wheat toast) and Penny told me to "take it up with the Lord today." We're getting ready to leave for church, so that was particularly hilarious.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

if i had a blog

if i had a blog, i would post about all sorts of things that make me happy:
  1. pineapple
  2. lady grey tea
  3. trips to world market
  4. buying shoes
  5. the office
  6. halloween
  7. point loma, cabrillo ntl monument
  8. tidal pools, sea life
  9. funny friends
if i had a blog, i would post about all sort of things that make me mad:
  1. people who can't park right
  2. stupid shelving
  3. stupid girls with tiny stupid accessory dogs
  4. inconsiderate people
  5. twitching eyelids
  6. more stuff that i can't think of because i'm mad that i accidentally drank milk while eating pineapple and it takes like chemistry class in a bad way in my mouth.

Monday, October 8, 2007

dad, i also have the jimmy legs

my mom has always complained (or at least commented) that my dad has RLS at night. (RLS support group, anyone?) it's funny because he rubs his feet together in the middle of the night and he tends to rub sheets thread bare right where his feet are. funny, right? well, i have the same condition and i just discovered that i rubbed a hole right in the foot spot of my sheets. how so very odd. i call it the jimmy legs and i'm not entirely sure where i got that name or if it's offensive in anyway, but there it is.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

hey sportsfans

just sitting here in our fabulous living room watching the boats go by. that's right.

a couple college buddies (penny, ari) and i found an ab fab house in ocean beach with a beautiful panoramic view of the ocean. it's unreal. the sunset will take your breath away. in the words of scarlettjo, "i can't believe i live here." i'm so happy! it took a lot of woman and man power (jules, andrea, pt & friends) but we got all the crap moved from the ghetto to the resort-like house in which we now live.

a lovely sunday morning. a little gym, a little bagels, a little ocean watching in sunny socal, a little talking smack about people we don't like, a little ragging/giving props to celebrities...that's what it's going to be like in our corner of the world. feel free to stop in for a cup of tea.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

please forgive me if i act a little strange, for i know not what i do

oh, david gray. why do you record yourself crying and then call it music? jk. well, like 87% jk.

anyway, things to dicuss:
    1. Britney
      1. why is she a trainwreck
      2. what is the deal with her weave
      3. why do her children look retarded
      4. what happened
    2. Kanye
      1. why do i love your music
        1. since you are whiney
        2. since you are self-possesed
      2. why are you being a big cry baby about the vmas
      3. do you think about me now and then, cause i'm comin home again
    3. Spinning Class
      1. did it for the first time today
      2. my feet and my butt got numb/fell asleep
        1. why is this so
    4. Popsicles
      1. i love popsicles
      2. even more than ice cream
        1. if i had to choose between popsicles and ice cream for the rest of my life, i would choose popsicles
      3. my favorite kind is Palapa Watermelon
    5. What is my deal
      1. i have started watching the hills
      2. i watched the real world
      3. what is my deal
      4. what about witty comedy, etc
        1. oh well
        2. guilty pleasure
    6. Country Roads
      1. i love country music
        1. this much i know is true
        2. god bless the country roads
        3. that led me straight to you

Thursday, September 6, 2007

if PETA calls, tell them i'm clubbing seals

the lengths to which i have gone to rid my apartment of ants are ridiculous. like borderline cruel and unusual. i began by following martha's advice--putting vaseline on the areas through which the ants enter. then, i just put boric acid on those same places. that worked--for a little bit. i also used to just frantically wipe them up with clorox wipes. now, i do things like sprinkle to boric acid on the ants as they are walking into my house. or circling a little clan of them with the poison and watching them try to escape. or lightly misting them bleach until they slow down and eventually die. i watch them throughout this whole ordeal. i like to see them die an agonizing death. it's messed up, y'all.