RJK 5000

the most exciting thing about today was probably my discovery of the possibility of baking “mini cakes” in the microwave oven. it takes one minute. i made a vanilla cake with fresh blueberries and cream filling. told you, sometimes i am a genius.

also made a turkey salad dip type thing. that i ate on my new crackers. and pulled pork sandwiches, which are super easy and super cheap to make. super delicious too.

i played in the kitchen all evening because i got a bunch of new stuff to play with, like raw food.

then i watched the great race, which was kind of boring, but i liked the women’s costumes and hats and i guess i also liked seeing all the quirky vehicles. the pie fight was okay. i’m still deciding whether or not it bothers me that everyone had such bad aim when hocking the fluffy berry cream pies. almost a waste of an entire pie when just barely the crust and a little bit of whipped cream sticks and smears on someone’s cheek. the three’s company and i love lucy pie fights were so much more gratifying, though i admit probably not as delicious.

anyway, it’s late and cold and lonely.

I feel kind of nauseated right now. Hopefully this peppermint tea will help. I wish I had some crackers. Or some Cheetos.

In other news, I went to the gym earlier than usual and I couldn’t believe it, but I saw the Asian gypsy working out. She was wearing an orange t-shirt, i’d say it was size XXL and some grey sweatpants. she was running on the treadmill at about 3.8 mph like snoopy, but not as cute. afterwards she was doing her routine weird stuff in the locker room, but now i don’t care because i’m used to it and also because i saw her exercising, which seems very anti-gypsy to me. so maybe she’s all right. haha.

i heard the mother of “the most popular girl” in high school passed away earlier this year. i was sad to hear that because she was a very nice lady. when i used to walk to school (over a mile) they used to pull over and pick me up and take me through the mcdonald’s drive-thru! the most popular girl was really pretty and she was homecoming queen and all that. she and i used to ride skateboards and listen to metallica together in sixth grade because she was probably the coolest most popular girl ever. i heard she has a young son now, and i bet she is a good mom. her older brother had a beer belly and dad body by the time he was a junior in high school, which is also pretty rad.

guess what, someone is bringing me crackers right now!

lots of people were complaining about how the weekend felt too long. i kind of don’t understand why anyone would complain about that, but i bet they are the same people who would never vote for me if i ran for president. the weekend felt like a nice series of drinking and hanging over and drewing and things like that. the perfect way to run the country.

last night marco and i hit up a local dive bar that i’ve been curious about for years. it was a great time. older barefoot women playing darts. funny fifth grade teacher behind the bar with bright shiny eyes because her soul seemed pretty good. bartender snapping photographs of me next to a hot and delicious t-bone steak. completely absurd. if i ever go to billings, montana i want the bars to be like that.

i had a nightmare on sunday night, but when i got to work on monday i was pretty productive (really). one thing i learned from my dream is that if you knock someone out and tie them up, make sure to securely cover their head/face with a black cloth bag. it’s a nice touch.

i’m drinking peppermint tea right now. my gi tract finds it very refreshing.

didn’t do too much tonight. samir (l8r h8r!), lowly, and cube invited me to spaceland, but i declined because i was cold and lying under the covers and watching mama’s family with charlotte. i wish i wasn’t so lazy because it would have been good to see those guys. one time in high school i was bored and lazy and doing nothing and then sasha knocked on my door without any warning and said mike v. was waiting in the car and was going to take us to a fook gig or something. i barely remember, but that’s the closest i’ve gotten to being “kidnapped” by my friends. it was awesome. i think i would be kind of scared if cube showed up and tried to kidnap me though. he would probably use the black cloth bag.

i did pilates and now i’m going to take a bath. and then do dishes. and then walk charlotte. and then?

last night for dinner i ate a grey goose martini, chimay (white label), two amstel lights, and some paulaner hefeweizens that i barely remember. afterwards, i vomited! it was all right, my dear friend took very good care of me.

today i ate a fried egg, grits, and a slice of wheat toast. some leftover turkey and stuffing. red gatorade. flamin’ hot cheetos and i have some v8 (spicy; which i haven’t hit up yet). the cheetos made me feel better the most. what i really need is a mexican pizza from taco bell and a corona with a salted lime.

enjoying the 60-hr retro television marathon on channel five. watched gidget, charles in charge, and doogie howser. looking forward to chips.

happy day before thanksgiving. the building closed at noon today, which means i didn’t even bother going in. yay. i am drinking iced coffee that has protein powder and fiber supplement in it.

last night i ate spicy shrimp and drank beers at best margaritas in town. then went to chinatown for cocktails. my vodka diet cola tasted like a melted otter pop, but not as good. it was fun though. went to see the janitor and ran into some old friends including the lovely darlene and quaaaaaang!. quaaaaang! and i talked about plumerias, my plumeria. the janitor is everybody’s friend.

today i will be exercising, trader joesing, banking, and making tiramisu anacapri.  i love thanksgiving.

tonight was the annual viewing of ethan frome. the weather and my mood were perfect. i fell asleep way before the pickle dish broke, but woke up when joan allen discovered it and freaked out about it (one of my favorite parts).

now i go eat something and celebrate the beginning of the thanksgiving holiday. hoorah!

tonight was totally chill. went to philippe’s for sandwiches and then watched a brigitte bardot movie that was pretty good. she is hot even though i was a hater and said she has no wrists (she doesn’t). she does put the fun in don juan though. and i do think i need to go to paris now. what’s that one movie set in pasadena… it puts the fun in living here. i need to watch it again.

thanksgiving is just about here. you know it is my favorite holiday. i felt nostalgic and weird like i do every year. i thought about years ago and missed them and also thought about other stuff and felt sad and mad. and then i thought about sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie and got happy again. haha.

in other news, i’m totally in the christmas spirit this year. last year i was so not, but this time around i am going to enjoy shopping, seasonal brews, gluhwein, chestnuts, and my knitted sweater that has a kitten pawing a christmas tree ornament. totally awesome.

good night.

Happy Sunday.  Here I am having cereal (All Bran + Cheerios + protein powder).  Got to kind of a slow start today I guess.  It’s so hard to leave the comfort of a warm bed.

This has been a good weekend.  I spent a lot of time at the pub, but lately I’ve been liking that place more so it’s been pretty fun.  Another drink was invented, called the Edgar Allan Hoe, but I can’t take much credit for inventing that one.  It is a delicious combination of beer though.  But yesterday I drank diet beers.

I guess nothing too exciting happened, but it certainly was nice to take things easy.

all i want for christmas are craisins and almonds and to be able to eat as many of them as I want and never gain a pound.  thanks.

i’m drinking peppermint tea but soon i’ll be off to bed.  and what will feel like even sooner is me being off to work.  this case of senioritis is out of control.  with the way my gpa is plummeting, my acceptance into college is going to be revoked.  that really happens.

I used the bicep curl machine at the gym for the first time tonight.  um, i could barely curl ten pounds.  don’t you think that means something is wrong.  i was confused by my wimpiness.  that machine might change everything though.  last time i flexed and was checking my arms out in the mirror and someone saw me.  also, one of the naked gypsies, the asian one who i don’t like at all, did something really weird and gross, but that’s all i’m going to say about that.

good night.  i am not depressed tonight.  just happy.

I ate so many craisins and too much sushi. i’m not complaining, i am boasting.  i drank kirin light and sapporo light. they are both good, but i prefer sapporo with the food. it’s also hoppier. are you allergic to hops?

watched some sort of rockabilly documentary. kind of a funny “scene” but some of those “hot rods” look fun to drive. i guess i should invent the dan collins on the rocks, which would probably be something like a vodka collins with an egg yolk in it?. because he looks like he needs that.

i’ve been having a terrible case of senioritis at work. not getting very much done in the office. i keep daydreaming about real thanksgiving, christmas, and weight lifting. i’ll have to accomplish a lot on thursday. wish me luck.

i don’t feel depressed tonight. but i do need to dream some real good dreams now.