It’s called fossil fuel. And it’s totally out of control in its goodness. But oh my. The fossil fuel was a cheers to my friend C, who happens to be in a relationship that at its best might be considered fair, and at it’s worst, apparently like being in a relationship with stana. Who on…
So while I have no problem with people being over until 7 or 8 am on a weekend night, I have to tell you I would be pretty angry to get up and try to shower to be to work at 9 am, only to go to work smelling like a gross, dirty ashtray. And…
My boy left last night. Left me to go party it up with the music industry elite at the VMA pre-party stuff and whatnot. He is not so good on the plane, anxiety and fear of flying and all that. After I get him okay to actually go and get on the flight with no…
Today’s day started off with a frisky traffic wake up call at 5:30 am. The BQE, see, runs just in front of my window and if I were to stand on my roof, could probably launch some rocks or whatnot onto the tempered highway. Given that the skylights are the only route to good light,…
Today was rather productive, in some ways more than others. I didn’t finish the painting, yet decided on the three walls red, one white style. The wall with the door is white, my mind convincing itself that it could mean or symbolize some kind of freedom, colorless, or perhaps waiting to be colored in, my…
Guess what I ate for breakfast. Oh, no, I don’t have a picture. An apple turnover with fresh and delicious apples and cinnamon in a flakey dough taco shell. I love this freaking bakery. Good thing my butt is still fairly skinny despite my daily morning trips for treats. Today is yet another fun day…
How do you forget to put the crispy noodles into the shrimp chow mein? They are everyone’s favorite part, I thought. (Upon trying to explain this to the young lady I ordered from): Will she ever understand me, or I am I gonna have to go eat slimy chow mein? Should I make friends with…
HA! Those sicko pictures I post sometimes to get you thinking…Yeah. I was away with my lovely. Every day started the same, wake up at 7 something. Breakfast. Fishing for piggies. Piggies are what I call all fishes and so does the boy. Because his own fishes are complete piggies. Anyways. Fluke. I caught 2…
In my dull dark basement, writing pointlessly and endlessly, the amount of posting I have done today. I am overly tired, having painted roughly 1,000 square feet of walls. Probably more like 1,500, now that I review my math. I carried a bunch of stuff up the stairs, my neighbor Gretchen helping, until I got…
I keep trying to distract. A bad idea considering everything is finally coming together o’er here. And the fact that my dog and I are not welcome together at my boy’s house anymore, it should be a priority. Today’s highlights so far: 1). Talking to the boy about his catching of 67(!) sea robbins and…
