I took one photo today and this is it. I wouldn’t say I’m burned out, but I would say I’m INCREDIBLY LAZY. Anyway, I ate at RP Tracks for the first time ever, and had barbecue tofu nachos for the first time ever (pretty tasty, and I am a bonafide meat lover), and sat around and bitched and moaned about the crumbling sisterhood … not for the first time ever … with some of my…
Thanks to my questionable decisions last night, I overslept and missed Soup Sunday, which I had been looking forward to for a few days. Dang it. The whole day wasn’t a bust, though. I spent the evening in great company, watching the Oscars and laughing my ass off. Am I just some kind of commie, homo-loving son of a gun or was the show particularly funny this year? [Project 365]
I’m not sure what got into me last night but I came home from work and turned into Susie Homemaker all of a sudden. I got a pot roast cookin’ and then made these little beauties. And then later drizzled the leftover chocolate on apple slices, and lo it was all good. I can’t decide if I should mention that I was up ’til well after the sun rose, watching a friend’s high-school videos, or…
My lips are broken. I am trying to fix them because I need them. [Project 365]
And guess who thinks he owns it. [Project 365]
“I like the sun and all, but I want to be able to control it.” That sentence came out of my mouth yesterday, so I bought and hung curtains for the first time in my life — no, really — and am looking so completely forward to deciding whether or not I want to wake up with sunshine punching me in the face tomorrow morning. So far, the cats and I have an understanding that…
Sometimes you’re at Target buying shit you don’t need and you decide you’d like to have a bacon cheeseburger, which you also don’t need. God bless America. [Project 365]
My friends love me and want me to get diabetes and cirrhosis of the liver, which is why they bring me cupcakes* to work and meet me in parking lots to give me cake and then pour me wine and rum later at their houses. The blessings, I just keep counting them over and over and wondering where all the spare change keeps coming from. Much love right back atchall. Love and photos. *Fancycwabs was…
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