Friday, January 23, 2009

Translation: Don't ever fucking touch my grill pan.

Ever look at yourself in the mirror and think, "Damn, I'm really blonde." Hm. Probably not.

I was looking though my little notebook that I carry around with me to record various ideas, notes and spur-of-the-moment-thoughts. I didn't find anything worth noting in this blog entry, except for a couple random things.

On Monday, I wrote:
And then I realized the only thing I'd done with true conviction today was briskly walking to catch the crosstown bus.

On Tuesday, I wrote:
'Chupame la pija' means 'blow me' in Spanish

On Wednesday, I wrote:
I will try not to lose my shit if I don't get my coffee today.

I wrote something today, and while I may find it highly amusing, it's just not appropriate to mention; unless of course it's included in a conversation between me and my cousin.

Today, I:
Got so hopped up on coffee from Oren's Daily Roast I was actually afraid at one point. All I ordered was a medium regular coffee of the day. Cut to me two hours later, dizzy, anxious and two seconds away from a hallucination of Jesus. Whilst I have never experienced crack cocaine, I imagine what I went through for five long hours today (the buzz refused to leave my system!) was somewhat similar to smoking some wack crack. I'm of course going back to Oren's tomorrow.

Received my Brita pitcher in the mail! I feel cleaner already.

Waited in line for about 45 minutes to collect some free Clinique moisturizer, due to this special event: Lawsuits

Ruined my two week streak of thinking responsibly and maintaining a positive attitude. I let simple frustration at work and redundant frustration with a failing friendship get under my skin. Ah well, tomorrow is a new day and back to my revised state of mind: No. Blaming. Other. People.For.My.Unhappiness. Can I get an amen in the house?


On a new note,
I am extremely excited for Laura to move to L.A. While I often badmouth this city I've never visited, I believe some people are meant to live in California, and she is just one of those people. I'm so glad when people around me are taking risks and moving forward in their lives. Laura often inspires me, but something about her doing it for real and the possibility of what could happen for her art career out there excites me and motivates me at the same time. Hopefully I can finally visit California before the summer . . . and then on to saving for Europe. Huzzah!

Today was really warm. As in 34 degrees. It was fucking balmy, man.
I should probably go to bed and get a move on with Friday. So little time, so many things to do. Like take advantage of NY Restaurant Week 2009 (winter)!

peace.


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