Sunday, January 18, 2009
Ahh the spoils of boxing day
So I accidentally got rather drunk at Boxing Day. Oops... First time ever being drunk in front of parents. Definitely a strange experience...and one I think I'll not repeat. I completely forgot how much vodka dad puts in his banana banshees. But they're so yummy 'cause they taste like delicious and not like alcohol!
I haven't felt this hungover in quite a while.
But I did get some cool stuff! Like a steamer and a crock pot! The rest of it is ... well...boxing day shit. Fun times.
And in other news UGO has decided to save even more money by cutting my hours. Which doesn't save them much seeing as I only work 8 days a month... well, not anymore. On the one hand I need the money, but having every other Saturday off is going to be WONDERFUL. It'll make it so much easier to get through life knowing I have days off to look forward to.
Still, I'm seriously worried about the state of that business. I'm afraid it's not going to make it, which means a lot of people I know are going to be out of a job. On that note, I'm worried about this whole fucking economy. But that's old news.
Isn't that sad how I can say 'that's old news' to the continuing recession that's quickly spiraling into a severe depression? We're living in such bad times right now...But it'll get better! Yey for inaugurations!
Hope
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Tuesday, January 13, 2009
And about 7 years after everybody else...
I've discovered the website 'Pandora!' I really, really like it because it gives me information that I did not previously have. I like absorbing random and useless-in-the-scheme-of-things facts.
On a cooking note: I am discovering the beauty in simplicity. You don't need a ridiculous amount of spices and other flavorings for things when only a few will work. For example:
Saute Green and yellow squash (the green ones are zucchini but for some reason the poor yellow guys don't get a name) with olive oil, minced garlic, and chopped onion. Add salt and pepper. Add half a can of diced tomatoes (unsalted is probably best seeing as you can always add more salt but it's much more painstaking and time-consuming to remove it). Then add some week-old cooked rice that has been tightly sealed in your refrigerator. If you have some random alfredo sauce lying around you should add that too, just to tie it all together (and because cheese makes everything better).
Hmm...I guess that's not all that simple now that I write it all out. But it seemed simple at the time!
Anyway, it's rather fuckin tasty, if I may say so myself.
Another old stand-by: pesto alfredo pasta. Just mix alfredo and pesto sauce in a 2-1 ratio (more alfredo please, pesto is overpowering) and add it to pasta. Delicious and takes about as long as opening a can of alfredo sauce takes.
Enough about food, let's talk about life! Which, unsurprisingly, revolves almost entirely around food...
Oh wait! So I've been running lately (on a treadmill unfortunately, only because I'm not too big of a fan of wandering the streets of Hollywood at night. That and I like breathing) and am up to 2.5 miles in 24 minutes!
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I'm pretty proud of myself actually. It's kinda cool especially since I've hated running most of my life.
Wednesday night should be awesome! I'm seeing my boyfriend's band who've been practicing a lot more lately (since getting a new guitarist and everything) and I'm pretty sure they're going to kick some fuckin ass. I've only seen them once and they surprised me with the sheer amount of talent they all have. I would say I'm biased, but at the time of seeing them I wasn't sure of anything and rather skeptical. So I'm happy to see them again.
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009
I think I have what they call writer's block...only I don't write
So lately my ability to correspond with other members of the human race has been significantly FAIL. I can't get out the words I want at the right time or with the right inflection. I think it's making me seem kinda crazy to a lot of people, but luckily they kinda know me well and think it's endearing. At least I hope that's what they're thinking...
In any case, people are pretty awesome. Especially a certain person who likes me and is willing to spend copious amounts of time with me of his own free will. Yey nice boys!
My one job had it's Christmas party last night. (yea, last night. hey, it's only 2 weeks after Christmas). It was so overwhelmingly Hollywoodish that we left after the free food and free drinks. I'm willing to go pretty much anywhere for free stuff, but that was almost not worth it. It's a good thing the food was ridiculously good... Though it would have been kinda fun to watch my various bosses get totally shitfaced.
On a lighter note, my other job's Christmas party (which happened at the more understandable time of the week of the 25th) was pretty cool. At least to me (others said it sucked but seeing as it was my first Christmas party ever I was rather happy with it) but it could have been the whole meeting people and such.
And to update on my completely new and improved plan for the next year: I'm going to move to Seattle in July/August. I have a multitude of reasons for this radical decision.
1. I sincerely dislike LA. I feel like the only thing anyone cares about is appearance. I know that your physical appearance is supposed to show how much you care about yourself, but it seems to have gone too far and to the realm of physical deformity here. People here don't look like human beings, they look like dolls. Not the cute ones (with the button eyes and the cozy body that you can actually hug), but the scary ones with the eyes that open and close and follow you wherever you go and the heads that fall off if you shake them too much and the bodies that look like holocaust survivors. With ginormous boobs. ... Sorry. I rant a lot when it comes to this. I'm done now before I start cursing profusely.
2. It's too hot in southern California. I get overly warm at around 75 degrees, and that seems to be the winter norm around here. Granted, in a couple decades I'm sure Seattle will be just as hot thanks to humanities' wonderful greenhouse gases (go us) but for now the North's average summer temp of about 80 max seems like the greatest thing ever.
3. I miss nature. It's really sad when you get excited about seeing a squirrel because that's the closest you've gotten to wildlife in about a year. I need trees, greenery, and actual oxygen. And silence and stars. mmmmmmm...
4. It's really difficult to imagine making tasty desserty-foods when no one eats. At least there's enough bulimics in this city to keep the restaurant industry alive.
5. I want a huge fucking hairy dog.
6. I've lived in SoCal my entire life. The idea of never trying out other places sounds...scary.
7. 5's not really a reason, I'm just sayin.
So yeah. I think I'm rather justified.
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