February 2012
7 posts
I CAN EXPLAIN.
What the fuck am I doing.
January 2012
10 posts
WHAT’S MY MOTIVATION? 2012
My food, in the SF Chronicle! →
“If the Brussels sprouts and French radish salad ($6.75) is on the menu, order it.”
Sneaky vegan food! Suckaaaaaahs.
Things I Do Not Understand And Definitely Am Not...
thingsidontunderstandand:
The rule is: NO SUBWAY PANTS ON THE BED.
The rule is not an invitation to take off all clothing upon entering my apartment.
Oh my God, this.
December 2011
2 posts
Everything is great I think!
November 2011
35 posts
FIX IT FIX IT FIX IT FIX IT.
WHY?OMG
Iceberg lettuce, eight cups of coffee, Ativan.
Making pickles and chocolate chip cookies, multiple phone calls from out of state, Celebration + Scout Nibblet + Diane Cluck moody girl playlist of doom.
Roaches?!
How to react when an 80 year old woman tells you to “hang in there, girl.”
So my mom and my sister and I just ate burgers at Denny’s. This might be my favorite Thanksgiving.
Grease.
You had a monologue prepared?
And I didn’t?
Whatever was supposed to happen two months ago, and, unrelated: whatever is supposed to happen two months from now.
Winter squash.
“You are just like your mother.”
I am just like my mother.
A dagger with a snake wrapped around it, and the snake is wearing a crown.
Missoula, Montana.
SAY IT JUST FUCKING SAY IT.
Prime.
When you are on the phone with someone and you start to lose reception and can’t really understand what they are saying anymore, so you say, loudly, and in complete a monotone, “This is isn’t working out anymore, I think we’re breaking up.”
Sick forever.
“Not punk.”
Bedroom yoga.
Lies!
The truth!
Pasta sauce in a jar, frozen ravioli.
Sometimes two pairs of leggings and a five-pack of socks costs $106.
Ugh, seriously.