"I suppose there are people who can pass up free guacamole, but they're either allergic to avocado or too joyless to live."— Frank Bruni

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

This sucks...

... I ran out of Kirkland brand toilet paper, had no ride to Costco, was forced to buy Scott brand toilet paper from CVS (that was $1 off with an instant coupon), and am now wiping with ONE-PLY. I never noticed how Kirkland was two-ply - serves me right for not noticing and appreciating that extra layer of comfort, strength and absorbability.

Boo :(

On a brighter note, I had the most generous side order of lamb biryani today for lunch from Naan n Beyond. Oh they went beyond alright! The lamb pieces were enormous.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Why is it so hard ...

... to write a resignation letter?
... to find a manly man who takes charge?
... for me to update my mp3 player?
... for me to go to the post office?
... for me to make decisions that are good for me?
... for me to eat my frozen vegetables?
... for me to clean my shower and tub?
... for me to just put the damn toilet paper in its holder?

On a lighter note, I've decided to learn as many Jay-Z lyrics as I can, after being so irritated that I didn't know as many as I would like so I could sing along at the club this past Friday.

... I got 99 problems but a bitch aint one, that's for sure.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006


The interior of my building is being painted, and in the elevator tonight, I saw a "wet paint" sign with the Sherwin Williams logo...

Friday, November 03, 2006

Music is food.

The US Airforce Band. The Airmen of Note.

I woke up today thinking tonight was going to be grim and lonely, remembering everyone I know has plans ... except for me. Then one friend said she has no plans and we tried to get tickets to one of tonight's showings of Borat! Thank you, God, for having other plans for me. I then decided to go to the free Airmen of Note concert two blocks from my apt. A night of free jazz ohhhhh yeahhh.

I've never gone to a concert alone before. Nonetheless, it was so frickin good it made me want to shout explatives, pee in my pants and cry all at the same time. You know when you get really emotional -you get a lump in your throat, it's hard to swallow, your eyes might start to well up, and you are speechless? I was in that state for the entire two hour show and it was one of the greatest night I've had in months.

The Airmen of Note is the premier jazz ensemble of the Air Force, and tonight they were joined by the legendary Phil Woods (you may know him as the saxophone soloist in Billy Joel's "Just the Way You Are"). I can't tell you just how good they were, they were that good. In fact, me trying to tell you how good they were wouldn't do them justice.

When I left for the show I was a little upset that I didn't get to finish my dinner, but when I was at the show, I was full. The music was sooo good - it was better than my dinner, better than watching Borat! on opening night in a theater that smells like feet/butter popcorn, better than ice cream, and, depending on who you're sleeping with, better than sex (hahahhahaa). Oh - not to mention the handsome Sgt who seemed to be staring straight at me when he wasn't tootin' away on his trombone. To not appreciate fine live jazz is to not know what's good.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006


  • "The books on the shelf have no more importance/For all that I have read/And for the little that I have learned /Nothing is left/besides the desire/to see you." ~Herbert Vianna, Mensagen de Amor
  • Kenneth Kahn - professional clown and mayoral candidate of Alameda
  • Case-control studies - their strengths and weaknesses
  • Edamame, lightly salted
  • The rockin' beats of Putumayo
  • The rockin' beats of Phoenix
  • The "Running Divas"

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

...in the mirror

So while plucking unwanted hair off my face, mostly in the brow area, I had a nice little self-realization session in the mirror. Very intimate. I realized the following that makes me want to say to new people I meet "Why would you want to talk to me?" This is what came to mind in the 10 or so minutes in front of the mirror:

I'm a dark, pessimistic, angry and insecure person.

I don't see the point of having pets.

I hate it when people say all in one breath as if it's all one word: "HiHowareyou?"
I then reply with "fine" or sometimes a "fine, thank you." I never ask how they are because I don't like how the "How are you" has fused with the "hi," not meant to be an actual question to be answered, but rather a habitual slur of words.

When I am faced with stupidity or nonsense expressed through a comment, my face of disbelief of how stupid this person really is is intentionally exaggerated to express my disbelief and well.. how irritated I am.

I judge just about everyone, which is normal, but almost always believe my first judgement as being correct. There's no giving someone a chance with me.

I have a chip on my shoulder.

I hate everyone.

Friday, August 18, 2006

hot dogs...

...ok so the hot dogs I had from the cart in my neighborhood were good and snappy, but I guess at $3.50, it's still not as good a deal as two dogs and a papaya drink from Gray's for $2.50 ...

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Items to expand on later...

Decision-making: an incident that would have intrigued Malcolm Gladwell ... what made the bus driver think it was okay to drop people off on the side of the 295 between Baltimore and Columbia just before an exit?

Nina's blog entry about our Jersey Boys-filled day: awesome!

Dumb: Realizing that I should have researched more when deciding what field to go into ...

The complete translation of the Kama Sutra: ...

2 snappy-delicious hot dogs, a bag of Utz, and a can of Sprite: $3.50 worth of awesome-ness

Life checkers: decisions, decisions, decisions ...

Tuesday, August 08, 2006


I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line

You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line

-Johnny Cash