Spent the day taking my mind of Felix. Bought a dress and these shoes for an upcoming wedding. Are horrible/delicious Chinese buffet food. Saw Watchmen. Consumed, consumed, consumed. Felt a little better. [Project 365]
Recuperation complete. I packed a lot of awesome into one little day. Slept nine glorious hours, went to the gym and got the endorphins pumping, took my lunch to the park down by the river and read The White Tiger on a blanket while the wind whipped the world into a subdued frenzy around me. Then I had some chips and white cheese dip and some margaritas, went home to book chat, and then hauled…
I can’t believe I forgot to mention in my last post that the sweet and insanely talkative older lady who checked me out at Schnucks (Union) last night was all atwitter over the fact that Tempestt Bledsoe had just been through there a bit earlier. (The lady used this information as an excuse to give me a rundown on the shows she finds herself watching these days — Law & Order and those shows involving…
My cousin Jay: Man, they all had some pretty handwriting.
Saw Batman. Everyone said it was awesome, and it was. A little tedious in places, and heavy on the growly Batman talk (seriously, someone get Christian Bale a Claritin, or maybe poke noseholes in his mask so he doesn’t have to be such a mouthbreather), but overall a delightfully whizbang kinda romp, even with all the warrantless wiretapping going on. Heath Ledger’s Joker is very nearly the perfect villain. Absolutely mesmerizing. But here’s one thing…
SS visited this weekend, and, hoping to counteract the heaping amounts of awfulness we ingested at IHOP (or, I-Poh those of us who may be dyslexic), we went to the grocery story Sunday night to stock up on semi- to mostly healthy things to make for dinner. We settled on the ingredients for some grilled chicken wraps and I decided that I wanted to try to recreate the roasted grapes I had at Lesley’s house…
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