Budgie made it through his surgery with flying colors. He even got to keep nine of his teeth, though he lost almost all of the teeth on one side, meaning his tongue will probably stick out, which is too cute to bear thinking about. I was so worried about him today, we really do love that little dog an awful lot.
I just realized I have something to do every night this week, except tonight. Damn. I really need to rein in my tendency to overschedule.
Except I have this tick tick tick feeling in my head all the time - the world is spinning, my life is slipping away (not in a morbid way, but we’re all running on finite time) and so I need to maximize this time. Plus, I’m rubbish at long term planning (hence I have a hard time not going to an event this week because I want to graduate this year).
This week, it’s:
* Budgie has dental surgery(scary!), and Tiki Tuesday at Teardrop.
* Weds Birthday Party
* Thursday at Kelly’s Olympian - an artist friend will be painting a mural, I think.
* Friday a private rum tasting
and then who knows what the weekend will bring!
I printed this out and put it up in my office to remind myself that although the internet is super extra awesome, it isn’t everything.
I see in myself a tendency to retreat to the internet and use it to distract myself from Things That Need To Get Done (homework, unpacking, exercising). I used to read romance novels (the same ones over and over) the same way. Sometimes you just need to escape, I guess.
No one needs to feel sorry for me, but I just got this 24″ iMac at work and it is hard to find good desktop pics! I can’t take Apple’s serene nature pictures for long.
Here is what hot nerds* do on Friday nights (in case you were wondering):
1. Do working (usually sitting at a computer)
2. Leave working (+5 points for taking the bus)
3. Come home, have a beer and a cigarette+
4. Go out to one of MANY places in Portland with gorgeous beer and lovely food
5. Eat, drink, flirt with the bartender
6. Come home and mix up a mess of Navy Grogs
7. Watch Star Trek movies I, II and III.
That’s your easy 7 step process, I know you can do that.
*Hot Nerd Club: Craig, Kim and Heather. Kim has no blog so she gets no linkage. Who doesn’t have a blog? It’s like she doesn’t even exist. Here is what she looks like in case you want to stalk her.
+Sorry, Mom. It’s Portland’s fault.
I passed a 26 foot truck outside the florist’s today, packed to the brim with arrangements. Man, we are an original species, aren’t we?
This video sums up my feeling about the importance of Valentine’s Day:
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I used to have long, luxurious hair, and acne. In 2002, I spent eight months taking Accutane, which is the atom bomb of acne drugs. It worked fine, but it took a lot of my hair with it (permanent hair loss is one of those things they don’t mention much, they’re busy telling you about all the awesome birth defects it causes). I chopped my hair and moved on to cute short cuts, but sometimes I really do miss all that hair.
This is somewhere between the really vivid red I used to dye it and my natural blond. I had forgotten how much hair I used to have until I randomly found this pic. Honestly, I think it looks better short (the fact that I lost 35lbs between those two pics doesn’t hurt).
Craig and I are binging (ha!) on You Are What You Eat on BBC America. I know it has been canceled in the UK already, but apparently BBC America has purchased all three seasons. You should watch it! The voice over is hysterical, and you can feel superior (like us) if your diet is better than endless fry ups and pasties and donuts.
It is played twice a day with How Clean is Your House? which should NOT be watched while eating.
Sometimes I don’t think I’ll get over the fact that I don’t live in England. Except we bought a house and stuff, guess I will have to be satisfied with vacations. We’re closing on the house on Monday, which is super stressful. We’re coping with heavy drinking (as usual).
I know everyone likes pictures, so here is a photo booth set I dug up from 2003, of me & Craig and Craig & Blair.
Sunday has to be my least favorite night of the week (I know it’s yours, too). The whole back to work thing is a drag, of course, and the regret over what you didn’t get done on the weekend…anyway, here are some pics to make the return to the Real World more surreal.
A picture I thought I’d shared, I took it a million years ago at Target. For some reason, this struck Craig and I as very funny, and occasionally we say “feces!” to each other apropos of nothing. Yes, we’re strange.
We went to Seattle a couple of weeks ago (sorry Seattle peeps if I didn’t see you, there isn’t always enough of me to go around), and C & I took tons of drink pics (he posted more coherently about the cocktail aspects of the trip here), here are a few I took on the way to Zig Zag:
Scary Wig Man!
More Scary Wigs!
Even More Wigs!
I don’t know why I find wigs so strange and surreal, I think it is the repetition and the frankly terrifying faces on the heads.
I also visited Seattle’s biggest gay bar, The Cuff (it was indeed huge) and it made me really miss San Francisco. Sure, we have nudity here, but no one ever dances, dammit.
Jesus, I am sick of the SuperBowl already. I’ll be watching the PuppyBowl, thanks! I’m so ready for every food blog to move on from “What [totally cliche] thing are you serving for the SB?” for every topic. Though I do have this great pork verde chili recipe from the CIA that Craig got while working there..
Have you guys watched Down Home with the Neelys yet? I’m watching it right now and it is genius. They are fun and the food looks delicious. I want my own cooking show.
We close on the house on Feb 11, I expect we’ll move in March 1 or so. So I might have a nervous breakdown between now and March 1. Between spending that amount of money, taking on who knows what sorts of projects, and packing all our 17 million pounds of crap, working and finishing school, I hope I survive until Spring.
Oh, speaking of stress coping mechanisms, I bought three new pairs of shoes:
1. Aerosoles Romeo in Brown. I now have enough pairs of brown shoes. Bliss.
2. Aerosoles What’s What Revivals in Black. I’m rocking a vintage look this year, can you tell?
3. A pair of Fluevogs! Finally. They are a d’orsay pump from the Friends line, which I cannot find a pic of and am too lazy to take one. It will give you something to look forward to.
