July 2011
24 posts
I almost posted this on Facebook about my period
I still want to, but this is the shit my dad wants to block me for. And sometimes I’m too tired to hide my status updates from my parents. My 30th bday party is tomorrow. DAMMIT.
“Oh, thanks special flowing friend, for showing up right in time for the party! And thanks for showing up the day before my sister’s wedding 5 years ago. You really know how to crash an event. Also,...
Last Night Felt Like a Fail, Maybe Even Parts of...
Work wasn’t easy today. It was crowded in the back of the house and I was tired. But I can already tell I love this job. I used to get out of work at 9 or 10 pm in Oakland, but now I get off in the early afternoon in the city I live in. (I don’t care about waking up HELLA early anymore, if it means I get out of work when the sun and people are still out) I’ve been missing...
For the sake of having warm sheets...
I ‘over’ dried my comforter and now it smells like burnt fabric. I also just realized my coffee cup (travel mug with leftover coffee from this morning. Gross) spilled over in my bag of work stuff. DAMMIT. Lucky for me, my work stuff is like, plastic cup and teaspoon measurements. Still though. Sometimes I am so epically bad at life I wonder how I’ve made it this far. It...
It's Like High School All Over Again. Actually Not...
I actually didn’t drink in high school. My parents were pretty strict, so it was easier for me to just stay at home and watch TGIF. Towards the end, somehow I was getting out more. I had a couple of 40’s of Mickeys in High School.
Cheers!
I'll Always Go With US Weekly Over National...
I know they are both garbage. But anyone who knows me knows that I love pop culture. At Safeway the other night, looking at all the headlines, waiting for my turn to check out, I couldn’t help but notice the cover of National Enquirer (or maybe it was Star? You know, the cheap, newspapery looking one). It had a collection of stars engaged in same-sex kisses. Like, whatever, half of them...
This week I Really Am Broke As Shit. Not Really...
I hope someday I can say the phrase “Add it to my tab” without mentally freaking out.
'Daughters' is a stupid fucking song
And what makes it even lamer is that John ‘I’m a Racist, Sexist, Douchebag’ Mayer sings it. It makes no sense to me when I hear it. That guys treats women like shit. I’m just going to be honest here. If you are a female who tells me you like John Mayer, I immediately lose some respect for you. Sorry. But it’s true.
WatchI really do wish this was a show I could watch. Lizzy Caplan is my hero.
Rilo Kiley call it quits →
I had a feeling that Jenny and Johnny’s “My Pet Snakes” was about Blake.
leavebritneyalone:
jennylewis:
Rilo Kiley are not on hiatus. They’re not taking a break. They are officially broken up. Following an extensive tour supporting the band’s last release, 2007’s ‘Under the Blacklight,’ the band reached a boiling point and never quite came back from it.
“I just felt like...
My Dad has a Beautiful Garden, but...
And I used to get rashes when I swam in said water. Yum!
jelzabeth:
He delights in watering said garden with water from the Delta/river behind the house. I look out at all the boats and know everyone pees in it and the water always has that nice oily-gasoline sheen to it…
Delicious, delicious herbs and veggies. Um, yeah.
MollsSheWrote: a letter to myself →
molls:
Dear Beautiful Sensitive Lady,
One time you were drunk and you said to a friend, “I’m sorry if this sounds crazy, I’m just in a weird place right now,” and the friend replied by saying, “Molly, you’ve been in a weird place as long as I’ve known you.”
You wear heating patches on your back…
I Haven't Hung Out With My Friends in MONTHS
Srsly. My newish/soon to be old job is in Oakland, the hours are late and my commute takes about 3 hours of my day. I get home 12 hours after I left, only having gone to work and back. Which, I know things could be worse, and LISTEN, when I lived in Chicago, I worked two jobs and when I had one I’d work 12 hour days there. But I’m in California again, and I refuse to live like that...
Getting Older Means Knowing What You Want
Today I trained for the baking position at a new, hot, veg restaurant in SF. I am currently working at a job I hate in Oakland, so me taking on this new job is great news! I’ll be 30 in 15 days. I didn’t want to hate my life as a 30 year old. I’ve worked too hard for the past 10 years to be a job I hate, with a killer commute. I’ve only had this job for 3 months, but...
Fourth of July!
Yea! Vegan fourth of July! Time with my family! A day off!
OMG I had an epic 3rd of July and am trying to hide my intense hangover from my family. However, not doing a good job as my hair is a mess and I still have some makeup under my eyes from last night. FML.
I was never meant to be an actress.
All i want to do is watch an episode of “Keeping Up With The Kardashians” CABLE I MISS YOU SO MUCH. KHLOE IF YOU HEAR MY CRIES, grrl you my favorite!
Now I Understand...
I have given up on finding a boyfriend in Oakland, who’s pad I can stay at half the week. You see, I have spent the last three months working at a bakery in Oakland, living in San Francisco and spending HALF MY LIFE COMMUTING. SRSLY THAT’S A MONTH AND A HALF ON PUBLIC TRANSIT ALONE. So, I was hoping to meet a boy, and use him for his apartment. I think I’ve given up on finding a...
