"Most people would rather be certain they're miserable than risk being happy."
- Robert Anthony
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
To most in my life
Granola pts II and IIa
So Scary Eye's roommate is Granola. Scary has told me about her before, describing her alternately as "granola," "crunchy," and "sort of alyson hannigan like." These things all of course ignited the deepest hottest fires of my sacred loin, and I determined that she must be mine.
Scary told me that Granola was sort of sad about the then upcoming Valentine's Day, because she was single, read: alone. I was already planning on buying a rose and a card for each of the girls at work (Scary included), so I just added an extra one for Scary to take home to Granola, and I wrote a nice little note to her in a cat card. Well, of course, that went over remarkably well and she thought me to be just the sweetest guy. She instructed Scary to have me go over to their house on that Saturday night so that we could actually meet, to which I kindly obliged.
Problems: On Tuesday morning I worked out really hard, and also did a bit of vigorous cardio. On Wednesday evening I went for a decent hike with my parents and then ate dinner, which kept me up a little late. On Thursday, I had to wake up at 4:30am, which meant that I got like 5 hours of sleep total that night. By the time that I made it to Body Positive at noon, I was feeling like total ass, so I only stayed for a few hours. Louis' grandma had died the previous weekend and her funeral was Friday morning, so I had to get up and go to that, though I was officially full on sick by that point and it was all rainy and cold that day. I went on after the funeral to Body Positive, though I again only stayed for about two or three hours. I went home and basically just passed out until Erin came by later that night with cake and conversation, though I fell asleep while she was here anyways. Then came Saturday, and I had told Chris at work that I'd cover his night shift (2pm-8:30pm). I felt like complete crap, but I wouldn't be able to get anyone to cover, so I just dragged my ass in. I brought a change of clothes for the evening at Scary's, though I forgot my shoes. So I was sick and super tired. Those are the problems. Oh, and I had retarded shoes on.
Anyways, I slammed all sorts of meds on my way to Scary and Granola's house. I took some oscillococcinum for the flu symptoms, and tylenol cough/cold for my horrid death cough and whatever effect it may have on the flu symptoms as well. In any case, I got to their place at around 9:15 or so.
I walk in with Scary to the kitchen, where I find Granola mixing a bowl of brownie mix (hot). She is wearing a very low cut shirt (hot) and sort of tight jeans(whatev), and is frankly not as cute as I had expected based upon the photo that she had texted me after receiving my rose. I mean, she looked good, and was really very pretty, so maybe I just mean that she didn't look the way that I EXPECTED or something. Whatever. She looked good. So then Scary showed me the rest of the house, which was cool as hell, and straight out of the crappy 70s. We all sat then in the, uh, sitting room, and talked for a spell until Scary busted out the crossword puzzle book. We must have finished like 5 of them in total when all was said and done. At that point, Scary's boyfie called and she had to go pick his drunk ass up from a party, so I got the chance to talk to Granola alone for a while. She was nice to talk to, which is of course good. We spoke of varied things, including her parents, her education (or perhaps lack thereof...more on this later), and her past and future in general. Around this time, Scary got home, and I realized that it was around 1am, and that I was supposed to open the bean the next morning so I took off.
Blah blah blah blah blah
I called Granola on Tuesday and asked her if she wanted to go out on Saturday. She said yes, of course. So we're going to go to Mandala Tea Room, and then maybe some other place, though I have nothing planned.
She told Scary later that I sounded all nervous on the phone. We deduced that it was caused by my cough, which sometimes sounds like a laugh. I told her not to correct her, because Granola also said that the nervousness was cute, so I'm going to let that work for me. That's all. Part III presumably comes this weekend.
"For God's sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself!"
- Robert Louis Stevenson
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Fantastic Fashion
Despite some of the crazy and/or ugly hats, I love almost the entire Ralph Lauren Fall 08 line as seen at New York last week. Here are some examples:
(this one would look better on a dude, frankly)
This one /\/\/\is my favorite from the whole RL show, and one of my all time fav dresses. There were two dresses that I liked more, but I can only find this one, by Oscar De La Renta:
LOLCat Bible
If this gets published, I will buy it IMMEDIATELY
http://www.lolcatbible.com/index.php?title=Main_Page
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Birdhouse In Your Soul - They Might Be Giants
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
I have a secret to tell
From my electrical well
It's a simple message and I'm leaving out the whistles and bells
So the room must listen to me
Filibuster vigilantly
My name is blue canary one note* spelled l-i-t-e
My story's infinite
Like the Longines Symphonette it doesn't rest
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
There's a picture opposite me
Of my primitive ancestry
Which stood on rocky shores and kept the beaches shipwreck free
Though I respect that a lot
I'd be fired if that were my job
After killing Jason off and countless screaming Argonauts
Bluebird of friendliness
Like guardian angels its always near
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch
Who watches over you
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
(and while you're at it
Keep the nightlight on inside the
Birdhouse in your soul)
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch (and while you're at it)
Who watches over you (keep the nightlight on inside the)
Make a little birdhouse in your soul (birdhouse in your soul)
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch (and while you're at it)
Who watches over you (keep the nightlight on inside the)
Make a little birdhouse in your soul (birdhouse in your soul)
Not to put too fine a point on it
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul
The Primaries
Okay, so now Yahoo has updated stats:
Hillary Clinton [AZ, AR, CA, MA, NJ, NY, OK, TN, (and American Samoa)] 845 delegates
Barack Obama [AK, AL, CO, CT, DE, GA, ID, IL, KS, MO, MN, ND, UT] 765 delegates
Total delegates needed: 2,025
Weirdest ads ever
So these are supposed to make dudes NOT want to have sex with young girls. How creepy is this?
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