January 2010
96 posts
Unanswerable questions:
Why did my mother buy a three pound bag of gummy bears? I don’t know, but I ACCEPT.
oooEEooEEooEEooEEooEE oo ooo-oo-o
I wanted to be “mel” so much. I really wish I was a drummer in an edgy girl-band.
December 2009
174 posts
(sorry for the posting spam!)
I’m waiting for my daddy to finish preparing me tortellini. The perks of being home for a few weeks includes “quality time” with the father, where food is made for me. Making food for me is seriously the quickest way to my heart, besides owning a dog or taking me on a hike.
things I like (a checklist):
__ gardens/gardening
__ food being made for me
__ flannel
__ scary movies
__ russian literature
__ thoreau, pieces critiquing thoreau
__ barry manilow
__ science fiction
__ crossword puzzles, puzzles in general
__ ukuleles and ukulele covers
__ big spoon little spoon
__ dogs and dog people, also opossums
__ people who like to read
opossums are such misunderstood creatures.
:(
fuckfuckfuck
when you have a really cute family and you guys all get along and do funny/cool things together sometimes, it makes me think that you are maybe cuter and weirder and more endearing, and maybe not as much of a bro/douche as I initially assumed. stop being cute, this is really throwing me off. STOP IT RIGHT NOW.
(okay but, I still think he will probably end up being a bro, which is a no go. Also he...
laublo:
lip dub #1 of winter break 2009: OCEAN AVENUE (semi-sepia version)
(My hat kept falling off, probably as a result of all of my didgeridoo thrashing.)
Okay, but I see where it gets confusing,
The things that I value in a friendship are also the things that I look for in a boyfriend. And maybe this sucks to say, but with guys who I want as friends, there is just something missing. Maybe it’s emotional chemistry, physical chemistry, maybe we just don’t work together in that way, there’s just something that’s not compatible romantically. Friendships are more...
For all the boys who got put in the FRIEND ZONE,...
lauramenorah:
Look. We are sorry we lead you to believe something that might not have been true. We are sorry we don’t feel the way that you do. We are sorry your feelings are hurt. But we are not sorry for laughing at your jokes, or playing video games with you, or asking your advice on something really hard… because some girls don’t have friends that wanna do that. Some of us have...
bath time
I almost never take baths—I really love showers and showering. But sort of in preparation for the mad men party, I am drawing myself a bath, and putting in these weird french bath salts that my mom gave me. I feel like this is a very Betty thing to do.
PLEASE TAKE ME BY THE HAND, IT'S SO COLD OUT...
ay ayy ayyy ow ow OW
(I have a lot of energy right now for some reason, and am dancing around to blink and yellowcard yes!!! this is some “old school” (8th grade) shit!!! just wait for the lipdub, I’m so excited.)
Most of you are about to get a creepy amount of likes in a row, because I am about to peruse the last five days of tumblah dash!
I am in the Phoenix airport waiting to fly home,...
I have no idea what the premise of this dream is, but I start out in what looks like a mix between my parent’s house, and Hoth. It is this icy tundra, and I am sitting on an icy couch in the ice version of my parent’s upstairs nook. I am sitting with some anonymous guy, he doesn’t really have a name but he is in most of the dream, so I will call him “Fish.”
Anyways,...
"Don't disappoint me on Christmas."
- My father, in response to me blanking on some crucial movie trivia
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I LOVE YOU, PQ
On Christmas Card Lane (which is what my hometown is “famous” for), there is also a man dressed up as a snowman who small children can take pictures with, and a life-size wooden “buddy the elf” board with the head cut out so that you can “elf yourself.” It’s shit like this, along with the entirety of ‘Fiesta de Los Penasquitos’, that reinforces...
things my family needs to learn:
boundaries.
(PS. I am in Arizona for Christmas right now. My uncle lives in an isolated “forest” outside of Scottsdale, so there are lots of things that can easily hurt me here, like scorpions, poisonous spiders, and cacti that shoot spines at you. After 19 years of visiting here, I have still not adapted.)
wow, I am actually, genuinely terrible at wrapping...
SHIT BIANCA. I'M SHOOTING A NOSE SPRAY AD...
HERE the frailest leaves of me, and yet my strongest-lasting: Here I shade and hide my thoughts—I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems.
my favorite part in 'up in the air'
was when natalie drunkenly sings ‘time after time’ on karaoke.
I am wearing moccasin slippers out. They are fuzzy...
This is the monster that I become in San Diego.
idfk what is going on with all of these Holocaust...
1. There is a way to “joke” about things in a tasteful manner. I couldn’t really give an example, because I don’t really like to make light of things that are actually horrifying and tragic and a legitimately painful, sensitive subjects. But in general, there is a distinction between what is tasteful and okay, and what is crass and offensive. If you can’t understand...
(ps. I meant actual running, as in xc. I don't...
The thing is, I only like running at night, or early enough in the morning that it’s dark enough to seem like night, and I only like running alone. It’s kind of unsafe to do either of these in Berkeley/Oakland area. Also, I’ve been conditioned to only like running outside—I don’t really enjoy gyms.
One of these preferences is going to have to give eventually, because...
The good thing about being back in San Diego
is that it always makes me want to start running again.
Sequel! Things that I take very seriously:
- cupcakes and pancakes
- most movie trilogies (ie. LOTR, original SW, godfather)
- flying circus
- dance parties
- my dog/finding a “dog person”
- ghosts and other “mythological” entities
- jason segel
Things my group of friends takes VERY SERIOUSLY:
- 90s teen movies
- mad men
- mexican food
- MSG (pro/con?)
- jason segel (okay, that one is just me)
- dreams (as in sleeping dreams, not aspirations, AS IF)
PS, I've forgotten what it's like to sleep in San...
I have to exchange my leggings and thermal sweater for a tank top and boy shorts. OH, TO BE IN A TEMPERATE CHAPARRAL CLIMATE DURING WINTER.
update....????
We are at the sketchiest Dennys I’ve ever seen, in the sketchiest truck stop I’ve ever seen, next to the sketchiest motel I’ve ever seen. I feel like this is the perfect setting for a murder.
Also, I just ordered onion rings and mashed potatoes for lunch. A “balanced meal.”
my internet has been awol all night and morning,...
But bre and I are leaving now for an eight hour “road trip” down to SD. It’s going to be so much “fun.” (we made like 10 mix cds for the occasion…)