September 2009
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24: smell ya later.
It’s after midnight, which makes it my birthday. Being 24 has meant a year of almost constant quarterlife-crisis mode, and at midnight I officially called it over. Life only gets better from here.
I don’t want to say that 24 was the worst year of my life, because that makes me sound like a sourpuss (plus, being 12 was no walk in the park either.) So I’ll just say that some of...
This is worth watching for the song about fruit that I make up at the end of the video.
Things I didn't like until I moved to the city
Coffee Beer Sushi Guacamole avocados in general Walking fast Sweaters on dogs Pit bulls Bulldogs Confrontation (not that I like it now, but sometimes I let it happen these days, atleast after drinking. Like that time I shouted at a guy for stealing a cab from me & Naomi, then he let us share it with him and it turned out he was the president of Italy) Talking to strangers Thai food Cabs Gelato...
Animals With Casts →
I really can’t handle this blog. It makes me want to cry and hug my computer and adopt a puppy all at the same time.
I’m QCing a show about Paramore’s Final Riot! tour. It makes me wish I’d actually seen it. And by “seen,” I mean “seen,”not “sat on a rock in Central Park outside the actual venue and listened to the show while a bum tried to sell us beer from his cooler.”
Dreaming of Kittens →
All I need. Well, ideally I would like those kittens in my life. But close enough.
Kevin from Top Chef totally looks like Yukon...
Maybe this is why he’s my favorite this season?
I hate apartment hunting. I hate it. The places I like have roommates that I have nothing in common with. The places with roommates I could get along with always have something wrong with them. Part of me wants to take whatever I can get NOW for a short term lease/month-to-month and keep looking. Part of me wants to keep looking now because I hate this so much that I don’t want to have to do...