In which there’s a blurb. I slept really late. So late that it’s 2:19 and I’ve only been up long enough to shower, cook and eat, and make the bed! I’m not even dressed! My hair’s clean, though, and this was delicious: I have no idea why I thought I needed twelve hours of sleep, […]
In which I catalog not terribly relevant stuff! Realizing that your youth is well and truly over is so fucking weird. One, you now know that people don’t even know what youth is until they’ve left it. Two, now you’re a grown up, and you’ve finally gotten some wisdom and some work ethic, and now […]
In which there’s a picture of food, because isn’t that what the internet’s for? Look! It’s the spinach frittata from The Lowry. It was delivered, of course, because we never go out, especially not for brunch. The love of my life is basically impossible to roist out of his home for trivial things like eating […]
In which I whine like a little bitch. I decided I wanted a thing. A thing I don’t need, but it’s so cute and would be so fun. And there’s a sort of sense of nostalgia, as well. See, way back in the day, when I lived in Iowa, I had a Gameboy Advance and […]
In which I don’t understand. Why do store-bought dips suck? I bought a huge container of artichoke-jalapeno dip last weekend, and while it isn’t exactly inedible, it’s really not good. You can safely buy salsa — well, many of them, at least — and those sort of 70’s-style chip dips (like French onion or whatever), […]
In which I rather complain a little. It’s 29F outside. I cracked the windows while I tidied did the dishes and made the bed, and it can’t be over 73F in here, but I’m overheating! Very hot water just used to be very hot water; these days it’s like I’m being tortured and my hands […]
In which I’m dieting. Tired (again) of being fat and miserable. Dieting (again) in an effort to be less fat and less miserable. As a vegetarian, I find it very difficult to do really low-carb, so I’m doing a combination of “as few carbs as possible” and calorie restriction. Eating a lot of eggs, tofu, […]
In which I lecture. (Because fuck it, I pay the hosting fees here AND I CAN.) You hate holidays. I get it. You’re woke and clever and can’t be taken in by money-making corporate holidays. You’re totally too smart to fall for any of this shit. So you reject the few celebrations your culture observes, […]
In which it’s Superb Owl Sunday, and I’m not even sure who’s playing! It’s 1:24 in the afternoon and I’ve already downed this: (It’s a brilliant bloody mary with lots of pickle juice.) And this: (A mostly-homemade bean tostada of excellent excellence.) Life is a wonderful — and delicious and tipsy — thing!
In which I even googled it. My tongue feels slightly too large for my mouth. My bite feels like it’s off. My mouth seems to be watering more than usual, but it’s hard to tell because normally I don’t notice how much I’m salivating. But today I’m super-aware of it. And it’s driving me nuts! […]
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