Dear Internets,
It's Friday evening. I'm sitting on the couch watching "Secret Lives of Women: Mail Order Brides" while I wait for Achilles to get home so we can go get pizza. My pre-dinner snack of macaroni and cheese is almost ready on the stove.
Sometimes life is really, really good.
Love,
Jane
Showing posts with label sloth. Show all posts
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Friday, November 20, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Muddled
Dear Internets,
Things I am currently baffled by:
Love,
Jane
Things I am currently baffled by:
- The Universe sent me breakfast tacos and Girl Scout cookies today. I asked for donuts, but honestly I prefer the tacos and cookies. Can the Universe read my mind?
- I put "spend gift cards" on my to-do list. Who does that? What self-respecting, childless 20-something needs to schedule shopping trips?
- Do mortgages become subprime if the house loses value? I mean, the 20% equity that makes a mortgage
prime?un-subprime?traditional goes away. What is the definition of subprime? - Why am I too lazy to consult Google to find out the definition of subprime?
- Why am I disappointed that there are no crappy comedies out that I want to see? Why don't I have the energy to see an "Oscar movie"?
Love,
Jane
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Grape stomp, grape stomp... You're my grape stomp
Dear Internets,
In a few minutes, I'm off to go stomp on some grapes. I hope they make everyone wash their feet first, or I may never drink wine again. Actually, that is a lie. I will probably just convince myself that the alcohol (and the tannins... yeah, the tannins...) kill germs. Which would directly contradict everything my high school chemistry teacher told us when we made wine as a chemistry experiment, but hey, he didn't want to be responsible for underage teenagers drinking at school, right? He had to tell us it was essentially poisonous. I'm sure it's all bacteria-free.
In other news, I was supposed to go running this morning, but I had either a rich food hangover or mild food poisoning* from last night. Which is a bummer, because my meal - tomato pie and poblano soup - was absolutely delicious, and in an ideal world I could eat it over and over again with no fear of dire consequences. It is also kind of a bummer because I haven't been running in a week, and am beginning to feel very lazy.
*That's probably too much information.
Love ya Internets!
Jane
In a few minutes, I'm off to go stomp on some grapes. I hope they make everyone wash their feet first, or I may never drink wine again. Actually, that is a lie. I will probably just convince myself that the alcohol (and the tannins... yeah, the tannins...) kill germs. Which would directly contradict everything my high school chemistry teacher told us when we made wine as a chemistry experiment, but hey, he didn't want to be responsible for underage teenagers drinking at school, right? He had to tell us it was essentially poisonous. I'm sure it's all bacteria-free.
In other news, I was supposed to go running this morning, but I had either a rich food hangover or mild food poisoning* from last night. Which is a bummer, because my meal - tomato pie and poblano soup - was absolutely delicious, and in an ideal world I could eat it over and over again with no fear of dire consequences. It is also kind of a bummer because I haven't been running in a week, and am beginning to feel very lazy.
*That's probably too much information.
Love ya Internets!
Jane
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