Monday, August 15, 2011

Could You Take My Picture, Cuz I Wont Remember



Seewww for the past hour I've had that horrible Filter song stuck in my head. You know, the one that came out in like 1999.

"Awake on my airplane/ Awake on my airplane/ My skin is bare/ My skin is theirs"

Today.

Woke up. 2 am, got a bottle of water out of boyfriend's fridge. Boyfriend runs downstairs with a poopy pug. Woke up. 8 AM. Starving. Left boyfriend in urgent need of breakfast.

The good stuff.

Jonathan arrives in RVA around 1. We have a cup of coffee, say some stuff, hang out with House, etc. Our first adventure for the day was selling some of my old clothes at Rumors in hopes of acquiring some gas money to make it to work tomorrow. Mission successful. I am now $7.25 richer at this point in the story. Next adventure- Kombucha & Ginger Root Beer. Thirst quenched. We start on our way back to E. Marsh and somehow miss our most opportune turn 4 or 5 times due to no one's fault and wind up passing Deep Groove, which I had previously mentioned to Jonathan that morning as some place boyfriend likes going for music. We stop in. Jonathan gives me the evil eye and is forever mad at me for bringing him into a store that happens to have everything he's ever dreamt of on vinyl. Jonathan, I'm sorry. He buys some stuff and reluctantly leaves some stuff behind.

Back home I make a french press of some Organic Yukon. We head out to eat vegan lunch across the street. We split a mushroom Philly "cheese steak" with yellow potato salad, which is my favvvoriteeee kind of potato salad. Once again we make a wrong turn in our path and wind up in an alley that is definitely not the alley to my backyard. I spot some clothes next to a trash can and some seriously chatty alley peepz who bless me and tell me that they surrender. I respond by saying that surrendering is the only way to get anywhere in life and we have an awesome conversation while I pick through some trash clothes. My find: Batman shirt, gold woven dress thing, LL Cool J jeans, bustier, vest, and a side sling bag. We pass a mailbox with a poster for some show on it. It's got a sweet scene from Alice in Wonderland on it so I grab it. Free clothes, free poster. More coffee. Soo hyper.

Put some stuff up on my walls.

Cat fights.

Licorice.


Monday, July 25, 2011

dry weather

cupcakes in the oven, some pinot, and glasses induced headache. fortunately i have absolutely nothing to distract me from this horrible game of waiting. 18 minutes until the cupcakes are firm yet spongey. 3 minutes of cooling in the freezer. 4 minute drive. impatience is my virtue, honestly.
rain rain rain rain rain rain rain.
very dissapointed that i was not able to go frolic in the tornado watch worthy rainstorm, but tomorrow will bring better adventures and flu-free fun.
hmph.
rosy cheeks, and goodnight.