i'm blue da ba de da ba die
Baseball is not my sport in the least but it was hard not to be at least a little caught up in DC's excitement over the Nats owning the regular season, making the postseason for the first time in over 70 years, managing to force a Game 5 against the current world champions, and then coming out swinging had in said Game 5. And so it sucks that they lost. It really does.
Dammit, St. Louis.
I'm also mad at St. Louis for all the Diners, Drive Ins & Dives episodes I've been watching that have me craving barbecue like mad. Carolina style or St. Louis style or Memphis style, augh. My life is really made up of food cravings, mostly. (But I'm cooking more! Which makes me happy.)
Excited about Claude & Danny in Berlin! Going to see if I can watch any of their games. Schenner & Coots are doing well in the Phantoms too. No clue what most of my Canes are doing though. Jeff Skinner, way to not go to Charlotte, jeez.
I've finally made time to catch up on my manga and it makes me so happy. The past two weekends were spent mostly reading Kimi ni Todoke and it makes me so happy. It's so sweet. If I haven't recced this before, I emphatically rec it now. It has great human relationships and doesn't prioritize romance over friendship; it also pleasantly surprised me with the recognition given to individual growth and agency rather than having all change being driven by love. Ugh, it's so great I want to die. Also: I want to die. DAMMIT, PEOPLE, STOP BEING IN HAPPY RELATIONSHIPS.
"I'm going to die alone," I moaned to suxing.
"No, don't worry! You'll have your cats!" said she.
;___;
I don't even cats right now, okay? They would make my life warmer and fuzzier.
This is a fairly accurate summary of my mom, and entire extended family actually, regarding my dating life:
It's not that I'm opposed or not looking; it's just that it's so much effort. Maybe I am unrealistically waiting for that spark or that magical moment where everything clicks into place. Life, unfortunately, rarely works like that. Everything takes effort. Aw crap, why did no one warn me? This is the real secret to being an adult: it doesn't get any easier when you "grow up".
Another thing that disgruntles me, to round off this post: I forgot to buy peanut butter yesterday, noooo.
Dammit, St. Louis.
I'm also mad at St. Louis for all the Diners, Drive Ins & Dives episodes I've been watching that have me craving barbecue like mad. Carolina style or St. Louis style or Memphis style, augh. My life is really made up of food cravings, mostly. (But I'm cooking more! Which makes me happy.)
Excited about Claude & Danny in Berlin! Going to see if I can watch any of their games. Schenner & Coots are doing well in the Phantoms too. No clue what most of my Canes are doing though. Jeff Skinner, way to not go to Charlotte, jeez.
I've finally made time to catch up on my manga and it makes me so happy. The past two weekends were spent mostly reading Kimi ni Todoke and it makes me so happy. It's so sweet. If I haven't recced this before, I emphatically rec it now. It has great human relationships and doesn't prioritize romance over friendship; it also pleasantly surprised me with the recognition given to individual growth and agency rather than having all change being driven by love. Ugh, it's so great I want to die. Also: I want to die. DAMMIT, PEOPLE, STOP BEING IN HAPPY RELATIONSHIPS.
"I'm going to die alone," I moaned to suxing.
"No, don't worry! You'll have your cats!" said she.
;___;
I don't even cats right now, okay? They would make my life warmer and fuzzier.
This is a fairly accurate summary of my mom, and entire extended family actually, regarding my dating life:
It's not that I'm opposed or not looking; it's just that it's so much effort. Maybe I am unrealistically waiting for that spark or that magical moment where everything clicks into place. Life, unfortunately, rarely works like that. Everything takes effort. Aw crap, why did no one warn me? This is the real secret to being an adult: it doesn't get any easier when you "grow up".
Another thing that disgruntles me, to round off this post: I forgot to buy peanut butter yesterday, noooo.