RJK 5000

i stayed in my pajamas again, so that makes two days.  my brother had the day off work so it was nice to hang around the house with him.  when my mom came home from work, the three of us sat around the table and looked through the sunday paper and store circulars.  sunday crossword.  it was nice.  and then we had dinner which was most cordial since they had their “falling out.”  i hope things between them continue to improve, but i’m happy with what i’ve got.

i was looking online for new skateboarding wheels.  and then my brother gave me a set of yellow 52 mm spitfires that i gave him like ten years ago (i know, “indian giver”, etc).  he thought i was weird for not remembering that i gave him those wheels, even though he didn’t remember that he was the one who bought me the skate tool i was using.  so now i have a brand new set-up ready to go.  it was a birthday gift from marco that remained unused for a long time for whatever reason (eg, been meaning to swap out the wheels he chose).  i’m ready and able to enjoy it now.  also, i would never have chosen a baker board for myself, but andrew reynolds is rad.  so we’ll see how high my 360 flips pop.  haha.

i think i should go to bed soon.  all the food, alcohol, and laziness is making me feel not so good.  i had some symptoms of acid reflux and took a shot of acv.  it helped!  and my hair is still wet from the shower.  i will read some more robert frost poems and doze off.  i hope the morning will be easier.

so… i got up at noon and just stayed in my pajamas all day.  i just ate more leftovers and hung around the house by myself.  did the crossword puzzle, talked on the phone, and watched food network.  my mom and i baked delicious jalapeno cheddar cornbread.

i viewed several skateboarding videos online today.  and then i read some flip team interviews.  it was actually not so bad.  i still need to get new wheels and learn how to 360 flip.  and then it will be like another dream came true.

we (my mom and I) sat at the breakfast table, drinking green tea and munching on cornbread.  we talked about boys.  i told her she should consider finding a companion on eharmony.com.  the idea sounded okay to her until i told her she had to complete a questionnaire.  she asked me if i would do that part for her, but of course that is something she needs to do herself.  so then she said to forget it.  and then she said the person who really needs to do eharmony is ______.

i could have gone out partying tonight.  but then i would have had to change out of my pajamas.  jessica even texted me about hanging out.  she’s a super friend.  i wanted to celebrate daniel’s thirtieth birthday, but i just didn’t feel like going out in this weather.  me, not so much of a super friend.

every year towards the end of the year i watch ethan frome and read my favorite robert frost poems.  something about the new england scenery, bitter cold, and zeena that helps me settle into the season.  there’s a poem called “november.”

after closing time, my brother brought joe and paul over.  it was so nice to see them.  my brother’s friends are just like more big brothers for me.  i’m so lucky i can sip very good scotch (in my pajamas) with them and they don’t mind the pesky little sister is hanging around.  but now it’s five in the morning.  i will try to get up early to reset back to nonvacation sleep mode.

my friend rudy calls me “jenny vacation” which is pretty cool.  i have some other rad nicknames that remind me of love.

single for five months now and going strong.

i woke up early (11; haha) to hit the store for paul’s gift item.  but it was sold out.  the cute boy who was helping me told me to come back “later in the week.”  he was really no help.

my bff jonocorp suggested that we trade thanksgiving plates.  so today i warmed up a fat plate of leftovers, threw it into a picnic basket along with a bottle of belgian ale, pumpkin pie, and tiramisu, and met up with him at beautiful lacy park for a picnic.  he had a plate for me and some soothing ginger tea.  we swapped meals and made fun of all the weird rich white people at the park.  the food was delicious.  it was a nice way to spend friday afternoon.  i was really full.

when i got home, my fat face ate again.  more leftovers with my mom and brother.  we drank some wine and relaxed.  after dinner my brother and i worked on the friday crossword puzzle and talked about people and things.  he asked me about the midget colony and “nuke ‘ems” ranch.  i laughed so much.  he is the best brother.  he offered me the protein medallion again.

now i’m just chillin’.  i could be out partying.  but i ate too much to be seen in public.

thanksgiving was just fine.  i started cooking the turkey around noon and got bored and hungry so i cracked open the wine and beer and munched on some more pate and crackers.  worked on the crossword puzzle with my brother and by the time my mom got home from work my cheeks were red.

dinner tasted delicious.  i ate about 7,000 calories.  not bad.

someone texted me during dinner and my mom made me get up from the table to check who it was because she wanted to know which one of my friends would be so rude to send a text during the traditional thanksgiving dinner hour.  haha!

after dinner i decided that i would go shopping tomorrow, but only hit one store.  i’ve never been shopping on black friday and i never want to, but as i was flipping through the store mailers i saw something exceptionally priced that paul might like to receive for christmas.  yep, i’m just going to shop for paul tomorrow, which is funny.

i could be out partying right now.  but it wouldn’t be wise.

At my mom’s house chillin’, getting fat.  got off work early and came over with some beer, pate, cheese, and crackers.  someone said the pate was too american-tasting and not gamy enough.  great with beer though. i bought the one with the least amount of saturated fat, and my brother asked why.

later, i made some boozy tiramisu, but i forgot to bring cocoa powder.  i improvised by using shavings of a 99%-cacao chocolate bar that my mom had in the refrigerator.  pumpkin pies and yams were baked.  i used the pimp vanilla that rudy gave me.  delicious.

i’m excited about tomorrow.  the house will smell good.  but it will be empty.  too bad shy thai won’t be here.  we will miss him and his “homemade” banana cream pie.

tonight, i could be out partying.  not feeling it.  i wanted to skateboard, but i wanted to talk more.

i felt so tired and unmotivated today.  i was supposed to clean up, go grocery shopping, and get some exercise, but i did none of those things.

i think i will pack some gear for my holiday stay at my mom’s house and just go to bed early.  i still haven’t unpacked my san francisco bag.  i know what you’re thinking: the clothes can’t be that dirty, maybe i could just grab it and go.  great minds think alike.

the building closes early tomorrow.  i can head to my mom’s after lunch.  i’m going to drink booze and bake pies tomorrow afternoon.  see why thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.

back from spending the weekend in san francisco.  it was loads of fun.  i don’t know if i’m hungover or just funky right now or what, but i’m pretty sure it’s from having a great time. had korean bbq, lots of jameson, oysters, sushi, my signature blue martini at top of the world, mexican breakfast.  we walked the dog through the forest and checked out the fort miley skate spot.  san francisco is an awesome city.

it was frankie’s birthday on sunday.  i put on my $10 dress that i got from macy’s and went wine tasting with him and jimbo and the family in napa valley.  the view of the vineyards was amazing and the wines were exquisite.  we ate pastries from bouchon.  i’m not a pastry girl but it was worth a try.  afterwards, we played board games while drinking more wine.  so much wine.  my team won.

me and jimbo at the barnett winery:

today, chorizo and eggs.  and very much commuting.  by train.  by plane.  by bus.  by wrx.  i’m tired.  i want to shower and hold my dog.  i feel hazy.

what is right and what is real.

had a lovely thursday night dinner with the family.  chicken drumsticks proper this time around.  it was wonderful.

after dinner i met my friend rudy for some drinks.  we went to my grandfather’s bar and my grandfather was there!  i had not seen him in about two years or so.  we barely recognized each other, but blood is thicker than amstel light.  we hugged.  they gave me the royal treatment.  families are the best.

it was cool chillin’ with rudy.  he’s a smart one.  got hooked up with some fine vanilla extract.  i’m kind of excited about it.  not sure what to bake of it.  maybe a steroid pie.

i’ll be heading up north again this weekend.  to celebrate life, love, and friends.  always.

i’m so spoiled.  i told my mom i was craving her barbecued chicken drumsticks during my fast and today she made them because she is the best mom.  i had been looking forward to them for days.  except she made chicken drummettes. you know, the mini ones, which were not what i had in mind.  i said drumsticks, not drummettes!  i almost felt disappointed before i realized it was all the same stuff.  broiled chicken and sauce.  i didn’t need to pull a hamilton at ocean avenue, since the minidrums were totally delicious and made with love.  they certainly hit the spot.  but then i saw full-sized drumsticks in the refrigerator. ?.  she said she’d make them for me tomorrow.  because i’m spoiled and i get what i want.  but not when i want.  it’s all on the universe’s watch.

after dinner we baked some mochi cakes with red bean, walnuts, and craisins.  and i made a loaf of banana bread with some swack artificial vanilla extract that my mom had in the pantry.  my friend rudy, the professional vanilla extracteer, asked, “why would you do that?”  hahaha.  i hope he hooks up the real vanilly so my thanksgiving pumpkin pies win first prize.

i’m staying the night here at my mom’s.  i’m doing laundry and drinking tea.  my body feels tired from eating too much food.  less is more, folks.  flesh is more.

feeling a little more normal since i ate some food and all.  no more rolling blackouts.  i felt winded like a biggest loser contestant while climbing the three measly flights of stairs to my office this morning.  i ate mostly carbohydrates today. tomorrow i’ll incorporate some succulent proteins.  i did some light aerobic exercise and strength training.  it was exhausting.  vacation, partying, h1n1, and fasting sure put me out of shape.  i better get my act together.

i called my health care provider and the girl who answered the telephone was incredibly rude and unhelpful.  she kept saying “i don’t know” with attitude like the chola in high school.  i apologized for bothering her with such difficult questions. i tried to keep a good attitude because i feel sorry for clueless folks who treat others that way.

i look forward to seeing my family tomorrow.