I’m pretty sure the date, as we know it, is dead. I drove. We went dutch. Afterward, we stopped at Publix. He went in, I stayed in the car and tried to distract myself. I was so rattled that by the time I drove us back, I nearly ran over not one, but two pedestrians.
Yo La Tengo - Stockholm Syndrome Another season, but the same old feelings Another reason could be I’m tired of aching, summer’s what you make it But I’ll believe what I want to believe What a song! Wait… WHAT A SONG! It even has a good guitar solo. And wood blocks! And it’s basically, like, FUCK YOU but it’s also like, I LOVE YOU! And that’s the quintessence of breakupsongs....
I feel so sad and empty when I think about the people I know and like, living their lives and doing the things they do to make up their day, when they’re not with me. It’s hard to imagine friends eating breakfast, in class or at work, driving in their cars, going for a run. It’s like I feel that the people I know only really exist in the moments I’m with them, while...
they really miss me.
Conversation with former co-worker: Dusty: so we just hired your doppleganger Me: what there is a new me ? thats so sad D: it’s a guy though M: tell her i hate her M: oh a dude is he hot M: im in love. D: thats what everyone said, he seriously would be the love of your life if you were still here D:but he’s weird..in a weird way not a good way D: okay so he’s tall and skinny...
Hand-cut french fries, and a homemade veggie burger topped with avocado. Seriously, y’all, I’m such a catch.
Made the acquaintance of QuikTrip’s freezoni today. It ranks below both 7-Eleven’s slurpee and RaceTrack’s frozen beverage, though I’m pretty sure that any differences exist only in my mind. For anyone contemplating a visit to QuikTrip, their website features a drink recipes page. My favorite is a recipe for Yellow Snow. Super appetizing.
Photo from flickr user bg74. A little bit of dog-related depression tonight. Looking at pictures of other wheatens both helps and hurts.
adventures in babysitting
I started babysitting for a new family today. I sat reading books and playing ball with their youngest, a four year old, while his brother had a violin lesson. About five minutes after I met him: Kid: Do you know where the potty comes out? Me: (Not sure what I was hearing) What? Kid: I said, do you know where the potty comes out? Me: No. Kid: I think you do. Look. (Pointing.) Right here. Yikes.
Finally did some much needed laundry. I’ve been lugging around a daunting mixture of very many coins, both foreign and U.S., for the past several months. I sorted and counted. In addition to $9.69 in U.S. dollars, I have 3.76 Euro, 4.31 Polish Zloty, .20 Honduran Lempira, 835 Hungarian Florint, 20 Czech Korunas, 3.35 Guatemalan Quetzales, and 730 Costa Rican Colones. Boggles the brain....
After last night, I was pretty happy with a quiet night in, with movies (Winter Passing and the Godfather) and my book (Bridge on the Drina).
I promise y’all I’m not at all interested in getting married right now, but I actually gasped out loud when I saw this gorgeous wedding dress, so I had to share. (Photo by Steep Street, via Once Wed.)
So this is a pretty awful picture, I know. Apparently excessive imbibition (it’s a word) leads one to forget the need to snap a photo. I woke up a little depressed that I had failed in my challenge, but happily realized I could grab a picture from the party off of facebook. I didn’t want to ask permission to post my friends picture here, so I present for your enjoyment a tiny corner...
Amazing engagement photos by Jose Villa on design*sponge. I certainly don’t begrudge the bride-to-be her man, but I honestly don’t know that I’ve ever seen such a perfect-looking human being. Swoon. (Source)
“I’m definitely a little shyer than most, but once I get to know you, you get to see the real me,” he says the next day, sitting in the Rays dugout. “I’m a laid-back guy. There’s not much that gets to me, and if it does, you probably won’t see it.” At the same time, he realizes his personality might cause people to judge him incorrectly:...
Man walking his dog in the park.
Naps are the devil. I got in bed at 5:30, and set my alarm for an hour later. When it went off, I promptly turned it off and went back to sleep. I woke up at ten, confused if it was night or day. Then, just to prove what an idiot I am, I made a pot of tea. This side of three a.m. and I have become such good friends.
I’ll do anything to put off studying for even just a few minutes. I held my earbuds together and pretended I was kicking it with Wall-E.
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
Pretty much anytime I finish a movie I head over to imdb to read reviews and scan through the message boards. I just finished the Curious Case of Benjamin Button, and quickly found I didn’t really have patience for the discussions going on about the movie on imdb, but some of the post titles were hilarious. Some of my favorites: Should have been called Benjamin Butthole!! Elegant film, but...
Really bad rain, all week. It was on the national news and everything. I ended up walking home in a terrible storm, and figured it was smart not to use my umbrella since there was pretty bad lightning overhead. I was drenched and a little disheartened when I got home.
keys on kites
Such a pleasant surprise to find Ben Franklin in my inbox. Unfortunately, he appears only in inclement weather, which we’re having in heaps, lately.
I don’t sleep in. These days, waking at nine o’clock is a treat, and even when I didn’t have regular, early obligations, I considered sleeping until ten indulgent. I’ve been a little sleep deprived over the past few days, and decided not to set an alarm when I went to bed last night. When I rolled over and saw the time, nearly two in the afternoon, I flipped out. What a...
From flickr user winstonoboogiejr. This is too cute.
“The plaintiff in this case sought to recover … under the following peculiar circumstances: The defendant had assaulted his wife, who took refuge in plaintiff’s house. The next day the defendant gained access to the house and began another assault upon his wife. The defendant’s wife knocked him down with an axe, and was on the point of cutting his head open or decapitating...
Picture with an Archer, 1909 (Source)
Portrait of Violette Heymann, 1910 (Source) The Cyclops, 1914 (Source)
So before I learned how to text, I used to type little notes to myself in my phone when I wanted to remember something that I knew I otherwise wouldn’t. (Generally, at museums and bookstores.) I’m finally going through those today, hence the art and book posts. I finally got to go to the MoMA, in May. We got there at the tail-end of the free Thursday night hours, so I didn’t get...
Hello, Please is adorable. I’m semi-secretly a bit of a Japanophile, largely because everything there is super cute.
I really like James Morrice, a Canadian painter who painted neat impressionistic works from his travels in various places. Beach and Parasols, 1905-06 (Source) Arab Market, Tangiers, 1912 (Source)
I kind of hate YouTube. It’s annoying and I don’t have much patience for sitting and watching stupid videos. This video from Vancouver Film School is adorable, though. I first started following VFS after seeing Happy, another super cute animation. Also check out Dancing Animals in Love.
Watching The Curious Case of Benjamin Button with my panda. In bed. (Get it?)
I just liked the glow. Such a weird time of night.
Finished my first big assignment, relatively painlessly and well before deadline. Using Courier New makes me shudder.
sweetie high quality @ Yahoo! Video I took this video of Sweetie (and Toto, too) a couple of months before she died. It was on my camera while I was out west, which is when she passed, and it was so comforting to watch it over and over again while I couldn’t be with her. I set it to music and it’s nice to watch, to see her. I still miss her so very much.
things i like lately, volume five
- Drooling over fall clothes. I wish some kind soul would buy me just one of Anthropologie’s September outfits. I’m also dreaming of J. Crew’s perfect cardigans, which are “on sale.” I really shouldn’t be spending lots of money, so I may just treat myself to a fun pair of patterned tights. I’ve never really had seasons before, and I’m terribly...
Small, lonely island in Montenegro Originally uploaded by Europhoto 2008I’m trying really hard not to think about travel, about the thrill of being somewhere else, experiencing another place, seeing the world through new eyes. I was supposed to get it out of my system this summer, but I quickly realized that it wasn’t enough. I’m a Rick Steves convert, but I long used Lonely...
I know I should just link y’all over to Vanity Fair and stop blogging all together, but alas. I read a great article by Bruce Handy on Mad Men, which I had never seen but was already kind of on my radar because of all the buzz about it. (Source) I put the first season at the top of my netflix queue and the first disc arrived today. It’s brilliant and the costumes and scenery are...
I spent the afternoon watching the rain fall and lazing on the couch, watching Mad Men, drinking coffee and generally being slothful. It was wonderful, though terribly unproductive.
This is the very definition of multi-tasking. Here I am, recycling, holding an umbrella, and talking on the phone. Impressive, if I may say so.
Buildings on buildings.
(Source) John Martin’s painting Pandemonium. I’ve never really seen a piece of artwork like this. It looks like a scene from a movie, and like something that would be terribly difficult to paint. It’s scary, but I kind of love it.
I love railroad tracks. I walk over these ones at least twice each day on my way to school. Usually, they’re quiet and peaceful, but every once in a while I spot a train, or young people walking along the tracks, or service vehicles lined up, waiting.
Budapest Schmap Guide
The above photo of mine was chosen to be included in a Schmap guide to Budapest. I’m kind of geeky excited about it. I’ve never heard of Schmap and I’m not honestly sure that it’s totally legit, but alas. You can click over to the guide and my photo here.
Plaza Theatre, at Ponce and Highlands.
My dad was in town for friends and family day at the law school, and we went out for dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, R. Thomas. They have birds in cages outside of the restaurant that say hello as you walk in. When we were leaving, R. Thomas himself (who stopped by our table during dinner, tres exciting!) was placing birds on this man’s head and shoulders for a photo op.
Had kind of a crappy day (I may or may not have cried, in class.), but I was excited when a cool third-year (I’m totally doing the high school thing of being intimidated/in awe of the upperclassmen.) complimented my outfit. Later that afternoon I fell up a flight of stairs, flashing the guy behind me, who is unfortunately in my 8:30 am class, three days a week. Poor guy. I promise this is...
Baked cookies for my dad’s impending arrival! I love baking. Good to know that I have a back up plan if the whole law school thing doesn’t work out.
The Free Wedding
I appreciate a good wedding story, and gorgeous photos of course, as much as the next girl. So I was excited to read about the Free Wedding, put together by different Atlanta-area vendors as a sort of showcase and photographed by the drool-worthy Our Labor of Love. The couple was quirky and fun and the wedding was colorful, playful, and completely fabulous. (Source) (Source) The posts are broken...
I’m very into stuffing right now, though it’s probably not the healthiest dinner, especially because I can put away a casserole dish full of stuffing in about twenty-four hours. I thought this turned out particularly lovely.
Finally went to the Dekalb Farmers Market, which is pretty close to my version of heaven. It’s a huge indoor market with every kind of produce imaginable, bulk spices, ethnic foods, and really great prices. Amazing.
I’ve posted about crabbydad, maybe one of the most hilarious blogs on the internet, before. His updates are pretty sporadic, but you should be reading it. It’s basically this awesome dad’s stories of life with his kids (Mr. Z and Miss O), wife, and now a new dog. MR. Z (reading a magazine): What’s vee-aggra? ME: It’s “viagra.” And what are you reading?!...