June 28th, 2010 at 8:38 pm
Fulfill all your wishes with my taco-flavored kisses
Whoa, sorry for the hiatus. My weekend in San Diego was good! (And the ride there was fun: I enjoy taking the train by myself because I can read my book or stare at the coastline without feeling guilty about avoiding conversation. [Also, the Amtrak station in Glendale is the same location they used for the Alamo in Pee-wee's Big Adventure! :O]) I stayed with Margot in Scripps Ranch where I ate all of her mom’s cooking and played with her cat, Tora. We also went to Balboa Park, a military base (her dad is a Gulf War vet), some hip vintage store, and a bro party that my [un-bro] friend Brian took us to so that I could judge him based on his iPod contents and bro friends. I ate a California burrito the night before I left for home and it was TOTALLY GROSS but overall, a merrymaking experience in the whale’s vagina. (Seriously though? I don’t know why you brag about your California burritos, San Diegans. I will stick to Gina’s Taco for my burrito needs.)
I got back in time for Father’s day, which my family celebrated with a trip to Hennessey + Ingalls Bookstore and dinner at the Tam O’Shanter. The rest of the week was pleasant, albeit slow. I saw my friend Elizabeth on Wednesday and we had a ~delightful~ little tea party.
On Thursday night, however, Michael came down to visit! We saw ‘real life’ in Watts, ate Greek/Armenian food (as well as Mexican food, but that goes without saying), watched too many episodes of Party Down, organized a Team Bacon meeting, and did other adventure-related activities.
He left yesterday because he’s taking summer classes and being productive and shit but there’s a strong possibility I’ll be in Santa Cruz for this 4th of July weekend!
In other news, my mom bought me new sheets and a memory foam mattress topper for my bed. My Hello Kitty sheets have been replaced by adultly burgandy ones (with a thread count over 250 this time, LAH-DI-DAH!) and my tail bone doesn’t hurt when I prop myself up against the wall to use my laptop! …getting out of bed is hard okbye.
October 18th, 2009 at 9:26 pm
Meow
I bought some baby pumpkins at Trader Joe’s today and drew faces on them with a permanent marker since they’re too small to carve. I’m not really into holiday decorations, but it’s fun to see the pumpkins sitting on my windowsill. I plan to procure some Christmas lights in December so that I can further liven up my room.
My friend Margot and I also had an official, albeit spur-of-the-moment, Team Bacon meeting on Saturday at 2AM. I made sure to document the experience.
It’s important to note here that the toast has been fried in bacon fat.
Unfortunately, our refrigerator has appeared to stop working again. This is the third time this has happened, so my roommates and I are all pretty sick of having our groceries spoiled. It must have something to do with our power outlet and not the brand new unit they gave us. Sigh!
September 24th, 2009 at 10:03 am
In which I unmask my true silver tongue
Living in the apartment has been pretty sweet thus far. Our refrigerator wasn’t working but the housing office replaced it with someone else’s (I think one of the CREs?), so it might be switched with one they ordered in the future. Whatevskis.
It’s taking me a while to get used to the loft bed though! I video chatted with Troy last night (cue someone asking me if we were naked [no]) and he cracked up when he saw me struggling to hop up on my mattress. Thankfully, I’m not the type of person to fall off of my bed. However, I do feel a little strange when I see my stuffed animals on the floor in the morning… it has everything to do with the fact that they have faces, I’m sure.
I guess I’m going to make a more concerted effort to write more entries, but this also means that they’ll get a bit more personal. I was getting a little annoyed with my overly optimistic posts. I suppose I was worried that my writing needed to appeal to every visitor? It also makes for some boring ass shit. In any case, I don’t know how to finish this sentence.
The whole place smells like bacon.