If you are falling...
May. 6th, 2009
Apr. 22nd, 2009
I think that girls go to the bathroom in groups because way back in elementary school you had to bring a friend with you to the bathroom to hold the door closed because the doors on the stalls were always broken.
anyway, that's my theory.
Feb. 17th, 2009
I got my tax refund thingo today. Totally surprised me that I had too much money in my checking account, but that's cool.
I'm thinking about buying these boots, but instead I'll probably just pay off more of my student loan debt.
And have a fantastic sushi dinner.
Making butter tarts tonight I think.
Or maybe just taking a very long nap.
Jan. 5th, 2009
I can't be the only one who looks forward to Nina Totenberg reading Supreme Court transcripts in the late afternoon.
Dec. 22nd, 2008
It is snowing and snowing and snowing. Very un-Seattle. I realized around 11 last night that 65th coming down from Phinney Ridge was too good a sledding hill for people not to be taking advantage of it's closure. Maybe 30 people up there, drinking and sledding. A black dog caught a large rat and displayed it proudly to anyone it could get near.
Inner tubes seem to work best followed by frappaccinno bottle shaped plastic signage. Snowboards and skis also work well, but disks and anything plastic and sled shapped down really cut it. I wish I had the awesome wooden toboggan from my childhood. It steered well.
The Dray is currently offering a very nice sour ale by the name of Cascade Mouton Rouge. The fact that I like it means that it tastes a little like sucking on a copper pipe and not at all like beer. I think perhaps my dislike of the flavour of both yeast and hops must be detrimental to my hope to spend less that $5 a pint on anything. But it was delicious.
I've been bored witless sitting inside watching television. I made extremely good lamb stew and thought about baking, but realized that I would have to eat all of whatever I made by myself. Pies and cakes are good, but good enough to entice me to eat several pounds of them. Honey cake is probably in my future though. It'll keep the kitchen warm for a bit and let me finally break open my 5 pound bottle of cheap supermarket honey which has been lounging at the top of one of my cupboards for far too long. Sewing loses it's appeal rather quickly when there's no one to talk to while you do it. Present wrapping loses it's appeal when there's nothing left to wrap. Cleaning loses it's appeal once the dishes are done.
I walked down to downtown Ballard. People look at me funny because I am wearing a skirt, but I can fit more layers under a skirt than they can under their fancy jeans so I am secretly laughing at them. I am warm and they are stupid to think denim was ever meant to insulate.
I haven't received mail in four days. Does the post office not deliver things that it thinks are unimportant once the weather gets abnormal?
More to the point, why is everyone driving around when it's much safer to either walk places or stay home?
Sep. 24th, 2008
I think that if we're going to spend 700 billion dollars on anything it should be on establishing a colony on Mars.
Or at least a cool new orbiting space station or something.
Aug. 22nd, 2008
Asshole cyclists who don't know the law have no right to tell me that my lawful and prudent behavior is "making it harder for the rest of us".
The people making it harder for the rest of us are people like you dude. People who think the the guy in the car behind me waiting patiently to make a right turn (and has only been there for about 5 secends) has more of a right to be using the street than I do. The light doesn't change unless there's something on the sensor panel thing-o to trip it.
And biker dude followed me and lectured until he pulled ahead of me and made a right turn right in front of me.
Now I hate biker dude and I'm still right.
Aug. 21st, 2008
I picked crabapples from next to the Burke-Gillman trail after work today. It startedto rain just as I started picking and stopped pretty much exactly when I had about enough to justify being in the rain.
Some dude stopped to ask what I was doing though and helped me reach a couple of higher branches. Told me about his band and expressed extreme amazement at the fact that crabapples are edible. I think he might have been trying to flirt, but I have a severe lack of interest in slightly creepy older men...
...but if anyone else is interested I can totally point you in the right direction.
Aug. 11th, 2008
I was one of about three young women at the Northwest Quiltfest (I kept wanting to call it the guiltfest, everyone kept making excuses about how much they were spending on fabric or notions or whatever), my mother was at the low end of the scale in terms of age, apparently there's a sign somewhere saying you must be at least 45 to enjoy quilts.
Leaving early we watched one of the older ones being wheeled out on a gurney clutching her purse to her chest looking a little embarrased. I assume she was overcome with the excitement of so much sewing skill in one place.
Anyway, there were some really amazing quilts, one with hand-pieced and embroidered parakeets, which wouldn't have been terribly impressive except that they were really well done and had very parakeet-like experessions on their little parakeet faces. A lot of crow motifs, a lot of fish, a lot of things that would have been pretty if they hadn't been over-worked, some very nice arty things that would never be able to live on a bed. A lot of poor choices, but also a lot of very nice projects and thoughtfulness.
I bought beautiful mermaid and seahorse fabrics and didn't feel guilty about it at all.
I cleaned out the refrigerator. I chipped ice out of the tiny freezer, threw away all the frostbitten chicken and sad iced over ravioli. I threw away the tortillas that were pillowy with mold and the lemon curd with the gray and pink spots forming on the top and the pesto that seems okay, but I know has been there for a month at least and the gummy apples from the bin at the bottom.
And I scrubbed the whole thing with bleach.
and it still smells funny.
I think it might be haunted.
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