I started receiving these emails from this company called Martin+Osa. I was trying to figure out who they were, but then I realized that I had been on the mailing list for a related retailer, American Eagle Outfitters, and that somehow, they must have figured out I have now "aged out" of their targeted market of 18- to 25-year-olds and now they ( Read more... )

Sometimes when I am feeling shitty, I reread journal entries like this and then I feel so much better about...everything. It's a sense of empowerment, I guess.

Why is it that the people you can do without -- the ones you don't want to have come back into your life for whatever reason -- seem to be magnetically-drawn to you ( Read more... )

My old neighbors -- well, the ones that live next door to my mom -- went through a dramatic tragedy today. My mom called me three times -- the first time, to tell me that a giant paramedics truck was at the neighbors' house, presumably for the very elderly grandfather that lived with them, and that it was blocking her driveway and she couldn't ( Read more... )

Sophie's been driving me insane this last week. It's gotten to the point where I am screaming at her late at night, probably making me a hit with my neighbors ( Read more... )

Tonight I had dinner with Sheree so we could exchange gifts and have a pleasant dinner at Arte Cafe -- which I've lived near and have walked past many times, but had never experienced until this evening.

I wore my new little red shoes and not one, but TWO sweaters, one layered over the other because it's been so cold, and for a few hours, laughing ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I bought this Billabong hoodie, but I don't know if I'm going to keep it -- even though I got an extremely good deal on it. I wanted one that was lighter in color, not completely gray or black or some other dark color...and that did not have that faux fur stuff lining either the edge of the hood part or the inside, so it would be a ( Read more... )

Tonight, I had to make a pit stop at the grocery store to pre-order a heart attack-worthy amount of fried chicken for tomorrow's work potluck (and also to pick up my ingredients for a tortellini salad I am making -- recipe below ( Read more... )

Every night before bed I have to have lotion on my feet. It doesn't have to be spread thickly and I don't have to wear those special aloe-infused socks or anything, but I have to have my feet moisturized. I can't sleep with dry feet because I feel like the callused skin (oh come on, you know you have it too) gets snagged on my bedding. And then ( Read more... )

Today, the CFO decided that FC and I didn't deserve air conditioning. Granted, it's not hot outside because it's now California Autumn (haha), but we sit by giant plate glass windows facing west, and the blinds don't help. We were melting ( Read more... )