Yesterday was the First Day of Real Summer. Not because of the moderately cool weather (although it was sunny). Not because of any sort of event bearing that name. Simply because I decided to make it so ( Read more... )

1) I found skinny jeans that actually fit properly, which is quite the feat. And they are absurdly comfortable and non-restrictive. I cannot recommend them enough for anyone who wants jeans, ever. I might even die in them ( Read more... )

I buy every flavour of Kombucha I can find and then spend half an hour in the Asian food aisle debating which type of dried seaweed I should get. (Also, did you know that there is a brand of coconut water-which I became hopelessly addicted to when doing hot yoga in Vegas over the summer-that has actual chunks of coconut in it? I love crazy hippie ( Read more... )

I have been remiss and spent a few months casually lurking. Things were... amazing and then awful in rapid succession, but they are being repaired slowly. Such are the ways of the heart ( Read more... )

Except my thesis proposal, but let's not discuss that during this wave of euphoria. In celebration and as an apology for basically falling off the face of the earth into my puddle of lamesauce, I propose a party of sorts ( Read more... )

How I feel most days:

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You should also probably watch the follow-up, Half Pots.

And the three things meme:

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I have to leave in about an hour to pick my mother up from the airport, and then I have to go to work. I think I may be more than a bit tipsy. Oops.

I also really need to work on my flailing and knocking people's drinks over thing.

Thank goodness le boyfriend is driving.

Today was awesome. Let me tell you why ( Read more... )

Had a lovely birthday-type day, yesterday, and am about to dash out the door in pursuit of some things that need to be done before the weekend takes hold. Like get my car key replaced so that I can move said car. But, first, to prove that I am not nearly as shallow as I pretend ( Read more... )

Let us hope that amputation will not be necessary. (And with many apologies for the cringeworthy meter in the final line.)

There once was a lady named Bites
Who tore her best pair of tights
By stubbing her toe-
Such terrible woe!-
Who knew a chair would put up such a fight?