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| i never post on here. xanga is so 2000. everyone get facebook or live journal (down with myspace!) | | |
| i NEED to go to vancouver in july. i'm doing everything in my power to make this happen.
help?
current music: van morrison - "astral weeks" | | |
| if it's any indication of how my eating habits are fairly odd, if not horrible...
i went into the kitchen to make a snack/dinner. after spending most of the night feeling completely nautious, i needed to eat. i realized the veal/pork/beef mixture in the fridge expired tomorrow. so i decided to make two burgers, then mix up the rest for meatballs, but i wasn't going to cook the meatballs until tomorrow. well i get to cooking, and there's meatballs, burgers, meatball patties (one of my creations)... the meat was flowing. i catch the clock, and 1:30 flashes before my unbelieving eyes.
excuse me, what? 1:30 am? and i'm cooking multiple meat products and doing dishes. my neighbors next door, and across the street must think i'm out of my gord. cooking like a mad woman in the wee hours. my tree-house like kitchen doesn't exactly let me hide what i'm doing (windows everywhere).
after this epiphany, i light up a cigarette and go about my business, realizing that, on the off chance my neighbors were up as late as me, then it wouldn't matter what they thought. the already think i'm insane, doing my makeup in the car at all hours of the day and all days of the year, going in and out of both of the apartments constantly, having random people over at odd hours, practically living on the porch during warmer days, carrying my laundry in large garbage bags up from the basement and playing air guitar in my underwear.
currently eating: veal/beef/pork burger, lettuce, tomato, mayo, mustard, on rosemary bread. (jealous, ain't ya?) | | |
| "you say that things change, my dear / never change..."
gosh, i love tori.
but i believe my favorites spot has been filled by sufjan stevens this year.
i'm making a "year in review: 2006" mixed cd, and really the second half of the year is all about sufjan stevens. i just can't stop listening!
i loves him.
and you know what else i love? that the merry fucking new year's holiday is almost done. good riddance (just to the holiday, not 2006)
2006 pretty much rocked, if i look back on it.
hey, and i love you. =)
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| sorry for the confusion, but i'm not going to italy. sad, i know. but it's the truth. believe me, i'm sitting on some cash right now and i want nothing more than to up and buy a ticket and leave. leave. leave.
i appologize for me being weird. wait, no i don't. i appologize for me being confusing!!! | | |
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