January 2012
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So far today: burned myself with my straightener, dropped my hot sauce at Big Burrito, slammed on my brakes (get your brake lights fixed asshole) which threw my burrito on the floor of my car, and dropped my horchata in the parking lot on my way into work.
Dani and I made Indian fry bread. Well, she made it but I ate the shit out of it.
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“1049 square feet of cat party.”
– Dani
There’s never enough time in the day.
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Pushing myself outside of my comfort zone is proving to be a successful venture. Also, a very bizarre one.
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So far in 2012: meeting new faces, seeing familiar ones, pushing myself out of my comfort zone, finally letting go of the past.
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December 2011
37 posts
mosmelk:
First Stanza of William Yeats ‘Sailing to Byzantium’ That is no country for old men. The young In one another’s arms, birds in the trees —Those dying generations— at their song, The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas, Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long Whatever is begotten, born, and dies. Caught in that sensual music all neglect Monuments of unageing intellect.
Today so far: airports, sleeping in, belated gifts, feeling anxious, cat cuddles, chicken tortilla soup, fabric sorting, visitors passes, cat calendars, looking forward to this evening’s festivities.
Mulling over my car troubles with a bloody mary.
To the asshole that left a nasty note on my car door: I’m sorry for parking in your spot. God forbid I force you to walk an extra five steps to and from your piece of shit Mazda.
I had the most delicious pre-christmas dinner tonight at my dad’s house. Afterwards my brother and I packed up the leftovers and gave them to some very nice homeless people throughout the city.
Today was a good day.
I am very fortunate to have so many wonderful people in my life.
Time to get back into volunteering and donating.
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Lady: Why are you calling me about bills, don't you know it's Christmas Eve?
Me: IT IS??
Work conversation of the day:
Chris: I like reading, I just don't have time for it.
Me: But you have 86 extra hours to play Skyrim?
Chris: Yup.
Kitten wars
Happening right now in my living room
I want to live in a cabin in the woods with nobody around for milesss.
Me: What do you want for Christmas?
Dad: World peace.
Eating cheetos and drinking coffee, trying not to puke all over my desk.
“Light that bitch up.” - my dad (in regards to putting lights on the Christmas tree)
Having a spare mattress laying around the apartment is only reminding me that I need to get a kitty condo.
