i do things besides cook and bitch, honest

i know it seems like that's all i do, though, lately. tomorrow is a co worker's last day at work (aside from some packing and organizing she will finish up early monday morning), and so i made her some cookies. they are oatmeal coconut chocolate chunk, a recipe i based on ordinary oatmeal cookies, with some additions. next time though, i'm using more oatmeal, and less flour. they weren't as oatmeal-y as i would have liked. i might also use a little more wet stuff, because i like a softer cookie. however, for a recipe i drastically changed it came out super great. i will tweak it and make again, for sure.

my new melodie's showed up tonight, and they are 500% cuter than they are in photos. the seller advertised them as "almost new" but if they were ever worn, i have a feeling it was for five minutes, inside, walking on marshmellows. they are in perfect shape; the heel isn't even broken in! i am in love. i also got paid for almost all the shoes i put up on ebay, which means tomorrow i get to ship a bunch out. to top it all off, i got rid of three pairs that were past the point of no return--not comfortable anymore, not worn very often, and too old to give to goodwill. into the trash they went. while i miss working for a shoe company and getting free shoes all the time, it's kind of a good thing because even before the days of free shoes i still had too many pairs. they were all essentially the same shoe (black, flat, and of the tennis shoe or mary jane variety), but there were a lot of them.

ten days until i get to meet baby! my sister says lately she is very into hugging, and when she does it she wraps her arms around you and then gives you tiny pats on the back. she hugs all the thing she loves, even going to far as to hug the pizza last night. i can understand her enthusiam for that, though, pizza is good.

goodbye and hello!

the shoes i was selling on ebay came out to almost half of what i paid for the shoes i bought on ebay. that makes me feel better about buying them. i feel like this is more of a trade, really. i get to make some room in my closet, some other woman can wear the shoes i ignore on a regular basis, and i only have to feel half as guilty about spending money on shoes. we all win!

started my christmas lists today; what i've already made, what needs to be finished, things to buy, and all that jazz. i really should get on top of my cards, too. i liked the ones i made last year well enough, but to be honest, i think the ones i made the year before were more genius. i don't know if i'll ever make a card that great again! maybe i can shave "merry xmas" into the back of the cat or something...

i know it sounds all early and stuff, and it's true i hate how early the holidays start now (i think two months of christmas is entirely too much, and starting with all the chrismas stuff right after halloween totally ignores thanksgiving, which has to be one of my favorite holidays), but since i like making the majority of the things i send out, i have to think a little early. to be honest, some of the presents i'm finishing right now i started months and months ago. i hate feeling rushed when i'm making something, and this way i don't. out of all the people i know, i am the laziest and best at procrastinating, and so i have to work around it. i'm late all the time too, so my clocks are all set at random times ahead. i try to make it so they all aren't the same, because then i can do the math too fast. it used to be that i'd have my sister set my clocks, so i never actually knew how fast ahead they were, but she lives far away now and explaining this neurosis to my roommates seems mean. see? you have to work with you have sometimes.

p.s. my sister called tonight to tell me that baby had her first slice of pizza and loved it. i could tell, because baby wasn't making a peep in the background, and the only time she's quiet lately is when she's eating. i know it's a teensy milestone, but baby's first pizza should definately be celebrated.

doctor recommended

the cure for a crappy mood is tuna noodle casserole. i had no idea! i have none other than dr. joolie to thank, because if she hadn't mentioned tuna noodle casserole on her site, i would have never understood it's restorative powers. i feel as though my will to live has been reinvigorated! cheesy, tuna noodle goodness, complete with a crunchy top of salt & vinegar chips and more baked cheese. how can a meal comprised mostly of things that come out of cans be so delicious and make me feel so much better? i even called my pop tonight to tell him how great it turned out, and how good it was to eat, and he said, "well hon, they call it comfort food for a reason." good call, pop.

i made a very cool christmas present today that i can't show you because more than one person is going to get it. i won an auction on ebay for a very cute pair of shoes. it's true i was searching for a different style dansko, a mary jane style, but when i saw the melodie's i had to get them. they are very elaine, and very 1990's, and just like every pair of shoes i bought in high school (outside of cons). plus, there was only five minutes left to go, and i got them for under $60 with shipping. i'm also selling some shoes on ebay, which are not making much money. that would bother me more, but at the same time they are shoes i don't wear and will soon be out of my house. they have a day left to go; i'm hoping that the higher they make it on the list of "ending soonest" the more they'll go for. i pissed the cat off royally because i wouldn't let her out of the house. yesterday she thought it would be great fun to get into a cat fight, then crawl around in an oil slick. she came inside ruffled and reeking of engine oil, slippery and fussy. we decided it was best for her to stay inside for a day or two, but she thinks otherwise. bad news bears showed up today as well, and i can't say anything about billy bob that spacebeer hasn't already said. i love him. not in spite of his name, but perhaps because of. i know he's an odd duck, but he's an odd duck i want to make out with. also, the movie was great fun, in a sweetly endearing foul-mouthed sort of way. and last but not least, i had a cup of tea at 7 and now might never sleep again.

I AM IN A VERY BAD MOOD

remember that book about the kid who has the lousy day? somedays i feel all scowly and fussy like that, and today was totally that day. nothing went right, work was retarded, my period showed up totally unannounced (today i would have welcomed a warning cramp or two, thankyouverymuch), i brought my lunch and it was horrible, and to top it all off i've just sworn off beer and other delicious adult beverages because my pants are too damn tight so i can't even tie on a tiny one! normally i would tell my pants to kiss my fat ass and just have the drink (or four) that i want, but i'm seeing my family in two weeks and the last thing i need is mom to give me that look. i know she doesn't mean it, but she puts on her very-concerned-mom-face when she considers my chubby frame. of course i could totally be projecting my shitty mood on her! let's not put it past me.

i can't sell anything. i wore my nice smile and brushed hair all day long, bending over backwards, practically giving the store away today and still nothing. you may not know this about me, but being nice all day to assclowns and jerks can be hard on me. it goes against my nature, which is to stick to myself and assume the worst about everyone (i also really enjoy sitting in judgement and making snide remarks behind stranger's backs because i am seriously enlightened), which makes me miserable on a few levels. one being, how can i be so awful? god, was i raised by rabid wolves? two being, that horrible realization that my skills as a people-person are responsible for paying the rent and jesus christ i'm pretty sure that was a mistake on my part.

i lost my promotion. they've decided to get rid of that department all together in a few stores, and mine is one of them. our main tech is leaving our office, which is going to suck seriously because i like her a lot. we all do. i'm disappointed but not entirely surprised. why do i still work there? i've quit jobs for less, and with a lot less notice, and there's that part of me that wants to tell them to all fuck off and get out of town, and there's that part of me who knows i won't be fired anytime soon (they are too desperate for employees and i know it) and i'm just going to try to make a few more good commission checks and then quit. i'm just sick to death of feeling seriously inadequate and dicked over. i'm tired of smiling and pretending to care and i know it's only to get worse.

goddamn this was one whiny post. look at my pretty new necklace instead, okay. it cheered me up, maybe it will let you forget i'm a huge asshole for a few minutes too!
octo goodness in my favorite color, which lately has been turquoise/celadon green.

Secret Boyfriend Saturday

i'm worried about spacebeer taking all the good secret boyfriends, so this week i'm getting in on the action!

the first installment is a special one featuring the one, the only, brock sampson. brock is the bodyguard for the venture family, and while he sports a dubious mullet, he is still extra-sexy.

oh wait, he's not always brock. sometimes he's also david puddy. david is hot, but also sort of dumb in an affable way. i was always jealous of elaine for getting to date him.

in cartoon or real-person form, patrick warburton is one foxy babe. plus, he has that great voice and he's all tall and stuff. i like tall. he's also lent that deep voice to many a cartoon, which makes him that much hotter in my dorky eyes. (although i think if the two of us were to mate and make offspring, i might have to weed-whack the kid's eyebrows. between the two of us, that's a lot of caterpillar growth.)

and that's my very first installment of secret boyfriend saturday!

list time, sorry

i fee like sometimes i wait so long between posts that i end up having a ton of stuff i want to tell you, then it ends up being one long post that goes kind of nowhere and blah blah blah. i feel bad resorting to lists, but oh well! unless one of you complains, you'll have to deal with it.

1. this news about a super-evangelical leader bashing homos one day and smoking pole the next thrills me to the core of my cold soul. colorado is at times a little too religious for my tastes, and this sort of bad news on their front just makes me happy. i have always had a feeling that most people who are most anti-gay are the gayest.
   
2. the work front bring miserable news, the kind that makes me want to burn shit and throw things around, but it's all so ridiculous that i don't even want to talk about it. i did tell my boss, however, that i will stay through the holidays but after that i give no guarantees.
   
3. i feel kind of like i'd gotten things in colorado all sorted out, i was starting to feel at home and cozy and make plans, but now i'm not sure. i feel like maybe this is a sign and i should just get through the next few months and then move on. colorado is like an uninterested boyfriend who is fun when he's fun, but boring or annoying the rest of the time.
   
4. my crush on boy bands will not abate! it's all panic! at the disco and my chemical romance.
   
5. i found the loveliest glass necklace on etsy; it's green with an octo on it. the moment after i bought it i thought, "oh wait, maybe i should have looked through her whole stock..." because maybe i hadn't gotten the best one, but i did. yay for impulse shopping!
6. boo to impulse shopping. i might have a big move to pay for.
   
7. there is this part of me that really wants to get the new courtney love book. i indulged that part of me with some used hole cds, so i can re-live that part of my youth spent wearing dark purple lipstick and moping around town on the bus, while waiting for the book to come out in paperback. although frances is going to need to go to college at some point, maybe i should just buy the book...
   
8. aaron made me the coolest present for my birthday: a candy ass cross stitch. i'm telling you, if you know anyone who you're freaked out about finding an appropriate christmas/holiday gift for, you should make them something from subversive cross stitch. unless they are nazi's, they'll love anything you make.
   

they might revoke my license

not my driver's license, friends, no--not that. my license to be 29. one day into a new year, a new age, and this is what i bought with my hard-earned money. a big, green, froggy humidifier. i've been wanting this since last year when i discovered the cold, dry colorado air and i don't get along. i wanted this humidifier then, i wanted it badly, but it was in the $40 range, and while i am a weirdo i am also a cheap weirdo. instead of buying it, i bought a perfectly reasonable, practical, inexpensive bean-shaped thing. while it does the job it also sounds like a jet plane and is not a green frog. then! one day, poking through the wonders at target i ran into my green frog again. this time, it was marked down. way down. like almost 50% marked down! you think the next part of this story is going to be "i pulled out my wallet and bought it right then," don't you? you'd be wrong. i made myself wait three whole days, to see if i really did want it, then ran back to the store where i swept my green prince off his feet and into my home. he's adorable, he's humidifying the air, and i am a happy girl.
i also figured while i was there, since i'm obviously starting off 29 on a very adolescent note, i'd buy the panic! at the disco album i wanted. yes, they are teenage boys singing earnestly about girls and writing song titles that border on novellas, but i can't help it. there is something deeply satisfying to me about singing along to their songs, and what the hell? i bought a green frog humidifier today. 29 is great and all, but if it can't respect my desire to indulge in my inner teenager, then it can kiss my ass.

happy happy halloween!

i think just about any, and everyone, who went to a party this weekend in honor of the holiday felt like today was sort of an afterthought, but i got to give out candy to one lone trick-or-treater and so now i'm full of the holiday spirit! i guess i missed the other four or five kids that came by before i got home, but it made me happy to know my little pumpkin lured at least some kids to come on by for candy. i bought good candy too; not that cheap stuff you get when you trick-or-treat at the mall or the school. it was all m&m's, kit-kat's, snicker's and reese's peanut butter cups (as well as a few almond joys because i love those things).

speaking of candy, i totally carbo-laoded this halloween night! for dinner i had beer, goldfish crackers, and some candy. that's sort of balanced, right? sugar for the ups, alcohol for the downs, and candy for the sweet-sweet-goodness. that's totally balanced, and i dare you to argue otherwise.

i got a picture of tiernan looking crazy-cute in his bird costume, and i'm waiting on one of maggie in her bear costume. i do miss the kids on halloween, because as fun as it is for me, it's more fun with them. there't nothing like being reminded of the thrill of getting a whole candy bar in your sack, and thinking about how much fun it was to get dressed up (especially considering that 75% of the women's costumes i saw this year all the words "sexy," "naughty" or "skanky" involved in them, but that's a whole feminist rant i'll save for later). although being a grown-up means i get to have drinks on halloween and watch creepy television shows and movies tonights, and that's kind of nice too. reason number 45 while halloween is great for everyone: candy and beer!

happy halloween!

it was a good day

1. my roommate's took me out for sushi, which was delicious. there is something so lovely about really good raw fish that makes ever cooking it seem sort of like a crime.
   
2. i got to hear tiernan wish me a "happy boithday," which was exciting because i didn't know he was from jersey. excuse me, joisey. i love that kid! plus, he sang me the birthday song and that ruled, especially because he sang the monkey version. then he told me all about his baby, and his boid costume. i only wish he were closer, so i could chew on his cheeks when he sounds like he's from back east.
   
3. i finished i like you, and have found quite a few recipes i want to make in there.
   
4. i got to talk to all my friends and family!
5. my pumpkin rules the block.
   
6. i did some laundry, although not as much as i maybe should have.
7. it's cold enough outside tonight that i get to crank on my electric blanket, which means fall is indeed here and winter is coming.
   
8. i'm going to go put the finishing touches on my list of things to do before i turn thirty, then turn in for the night. there's an electric blanket calling my name, and i am happily full of sushi and some cocktail called a volcano. today i didn't even have to use my a.k. i got to say it was a good day.
   

grim

this took a whole hour to carve this morning. before you get too excited, i used a stencil, and no, i'ts not my own design. honestly, i'm not great at thinking up things to carve on pumkins. this year i let someone else do the creative part, and i just did the carving. the results were totally worth it, though.

my roommate's say we don't get any trick or treaters, but maybe with a nice pumpkin out front and some decorations we will. there are a lot of kids in the neighborhood, i'm hoping to lure some over for treats. speaking of, i should go out and buy some, just in case. and maybe i'll pick up another pumpkin for carving. you know, just for good measure.

it's my birthday!

i slept most of yesterday away, what with being sort of a hungover mime. i managed to order a pizza, watch shaun of the dead, and read a little before going back to bed, but now it's 1 in the morning and i am awake. i really should have made myself stay up! i have a feeling later today i'm going to regret all the sleep.

the party i went to last night was ridiculously fun. it was huge! the drinks were free! they had even rented a bus to take people home at the end of the night so no one would have to get a taxi! there was a huge tent set up with a dj and a dance floor outside, lots of munchies, and everyone there was seriously dressed up. it was a great party. boy roommate's costume, as dog the bounty hunter, was a huge hit, and i got to wear my stripey tights, which made me happy. pictures over here, with more coming soon when i get a hold of my roommate's camera!

i should have at least tidied up my room yesterday. now i'm going to feel like doing it today, and the whole point of today was supposed to be birthday-and-fun related. i'm sure i can resist the siren pull of cleaning, but it might mean getting the hell out of the house to avoid it.

i have cupcakes in the oven even as i type this

i hope the alarm on the stove is loud enough to reach downstairs.

sewing with tulle is a bitch. sewing with netting, also a bitch. waiting until the last moment to finish my halloween costume? the biggest bitch of all! but in a fun way. you'll know all about my costume-y goodness tomorrow, when i wear the damn thing out and take a million photos of it. now that it's done, the outfit part is kind of boring, but the make-up part is going to be fun. i'm probably more excited about boy roommate's costume, which i finished tonight. he's going to be dog the bounty hunter! i found an awesome mullet wig, and made some of those leather and feather hair thingies for it. he's a big guy with a blonde beard to start with, all he needs are the shades, a black shirt, and he's already done. boys are so lucky.

i got my first birthday present yesterday and i opened it right away. i know, it's not my birthday, but in my own defense it was already half open when i got it. the post office in my neighborhood sucks ass! i opened it the rest of the way and found the new book by amy sedaris, i like you; hospitality under the influence. i would tell you it's great, but it's better than great. it's amazing, and funny and smart and i could hardly put it down once i had it in my hot little hands. what i love best about amy sedaris is that she's unashamed of her love of cooking and entertaining, and doing "happy homemaker" stuff; she's still exactly her own woman, who just happens to love cupcakes more than i do.

this afternoon i went to the post office to pick up the package my mom sent me for my birthday. i tried to not open it, but then i did. one of the women i work with actually said, "but it's not your birthday!" to which i replied, "i know, but i'm a grown-up and i want to open it now." what's the point in being this old if i have to wait? inside the box were treats to eat, a ridiculously cute bracelet that's an inside joke between mom and me, and two (two!) pairs of hand-knit socks. the socks are amazing, they fit my fat little feet perfect; one pair is a lovely purple, and one is a dark turquoise. plus, some squid-related goodies. you have to love that my mom encourages my love of squid. technically the package was also from my pop, but it had "mom" written all ove it. i have to say, the one thing that has never gotten old during this year in colorado is the great packages from my people. i don't know that anything else in the whole world makes me that happy.

fall notes

i have a startling confession to make. okay, not so startling. this is actually probably less of a confession and more of a "hey, i noticed." why am i making grand pronouncements? there's no need for that. i have this horrible habit of drinking a lot in the fall. i don't know what it is exactly that prompts me to buy actual hard liquor and drink it liberally when the weather turns. this is kind of fun the night i do it, but the next day is usually shot in the face. dammit. last night whiskey ginger's were my best friend, today i did little more than eat half a loaf of sourdough bread and drink massive amounts of water. i had so many plans! of course, most of them i made while under the influence, so it's probably good i didn't get most of them done. of course, the nap i took this afternoon/early evening was delightful, but i have this feeling like maybe i won't sleep so well tonight. when i had two days in a row off weekends, this tendency of mine to drink a lot when the leaves change color was not a big deal. i spent one day recuperating, and one getting shit done, but the random days off means i get nothing done. nothing!

i did make it to the fabric store, where i picked up some tulle for my costume and the premier issue of craft magazine. i've been looking forward to this for so long, and honestly, i was seriously disappointed. it was kind of the same-old crafty stuff i've been seeing on-line and in other magazines for months, and the $15 price tag is ridiculous. if i had actually realized how much it was while i was throwing it in my cart, i would not have bought it. it was just right there by the checkout! and it doesn't look like a $15 magazine. i'm sorry, i wish i had a better review of it, but i don't. the blog is good, not all the projects in it sucked, but overall it was kind of a stinker.

i spend more time with my co-workers than i do anyone else on the whole entire planet. if i had to choose who i wanted to devote 40+ hours a week, i might choose some other people (you know, like friends or family) but i have to say, on the whole i don't mind spending basically every waking moment with the kids at work. yesterday i got to work at 8:30 in the morning and left at 8:30 at night, due to a work meeting and a slew of customers coming in at five-to-close. we were all expecting the work meeting to be stupid and boring, but we got a free dinner out of it, and honestly, it was a lot funnier than i thought it would be. our new favorite joke at work is "that's what she said," which we employ far more often than is neccesary. we think it's a joke that only gets funnier and funnier the more we say it, but i bet basically everyone else in my life is sick of hearing it. too bad! i think there was more of a point to this story, but i can't remember what it was. that's what she said!

also, halloween is just around the corner. the roommate's and are going to a party this weekend and tonight i picked up some more stuff for my costume. i don't think i've been this excited about the high holy holiday in years. i also picked up some amazing dia de los muertos fabric that i've been meaning to buy forever, and am hoping to make a new purse out of it soon. or something; it's so crazy pretty i'm not sure what to do with it. i kind of just want to spread it out and look at it a lot. last but not least, i don't have a muffin tin for some reason, so i bought one so i can make eyeball cupcakes. holiday cupcakes rule! that's what she said!

hi!

(i'm waving at you, can you see it?) i have very little in the way of exciting things to tell you, other than the girl that will be taking over my job came in for another part of her interview today, and that made me happy. soon i will be out of the sales trenches and into the hell of repair, and i couldn't be happier. my hair is black again, and i'm pretty sure i'm the only girl on earth who can't hold permanent dye in her hair. the black washed out after only a few months! what the hell. i'm pretty sure i have a halloween party locked down and that means i can finish the rest of my costume. i am totally, completely in love with the show heroes. have you seen it yet? there's too much going on, but in a good way. i've been very busy lately being lazy. i have a huge rant about this political mailer i got the other day that pissed me off in such a way that i've been mentally composing hate mail since it showed up. ooh, wait until you see that. "hi, my name is amanda and i'm just a little bitter," is what it essentially says. only better. and last but not least, i have week to finish my list. one week! if you have any ideas for my "things i should do before i turn 30" list, let me know now.

sunday sunday SUNDAY!

i hate and love sunday night. hate it because it almost always means i've had the day off but have to go back to work the next day, love it because it's adult swim night. dammit i love adult swim. it's true i don't have to stay up late to watch cartoons, seeing as a lot of them show up on adult swim fix, but watching them wearing my pj's in bed is infinitely better than watching it in the back room at work, where the chances are good everyone is going to wander by asking, "what the hell is that?" or "have to you seen so-and-so's phone?"

one of the guys at work spent weeks making fun of my love of aqua teen hunger force, until i explained it a little to him and made him watch part of an episode. after that he would linger a little when he saw me watching it, but still make fun of it before leaving. then one day at work he came out from the back room at lunch and said, "um, where would i find those cartoons on-line?" ha! he is a fan! he doesn't want to be, but he is. next on my list is to get him hooked on metalocalypse. that one will take more work because J likes hip hop best, but i think it can be done.

this is an alcohol related post

lucky you! my co-worker J talked all day about la folie, a very rare beer from the new belgium brewery. he talked about it so much, and with such passion that i went to a liquor store way out of my way the other night to buy a bottle. what he neglected to tell me is that it is a very sour beer. it's good, but i have to admit when i tried it for the first time i was not impressed. he had told me, however, that it was a bit of an aquired taste, and when i admitted i didn't think i liked it he told me to wait a day and try it again. while i don't think it will ever be my favorite new beligium brew (that honor goes to frambozen), it was a very interested thing to drink. you can only get it at the brewery, and about three liquor stores in town. i kind of want to send it to friends so they can try it, but sending beer through the mail is tricky.

also tonight i watched snl and while drinking some amaretto (one of my favorite fall drinks) and decided that i love love love gerald from my chemical romance's new blond hair. it's wrong, i know, but i can't help myself. my love of creepy boys in eye makeup goes back to my first crush ever, david bowie. gerald is entirely too young for me to actually make out with, but i admit i love the band's giant-emo-symphony sound, the theatrics, and the way he reminds me of billy corgan circa gish. i feel old and young at the same time watching him. and speaking of old/young, eight days until my birthday. i don't know why i'm counting down this year, but i feel like this birthday is more important than that big 3-0. like this might be the last year i get to act like an ass and still have my parents not freak out, like i'm still not entirely considered a spinster-loser and if i don't take advantage of this free pass to do as i like i'll regret it. i think this might mean buying more black eyeliner and refusing to settle down with a nice boy, but we'll see. it could mean a million things, i suppose. maybe eyeliner is just teensy part of it.

careful, i'm HOT

ha! i was joking. this is my wild and exciting saturday night. the roommate's are down in boulder, going out, but after work tonight i just couldn't face the drive. it's less than an hour, but still too long, and i felt like dying my hair and making freezer paper stencil stuff. i still have a dethklock shirt to finish, and some undies that might need some skulls on them. plus, i'm all awake and stuff because i had one of these, and the thought of tying one on and losing my momentum isn't super appealing. (although right before i came home i did wish someone in town was going out, and that i could tag along. i need more drinking buddies in this town.) that makes choosing to sit around my apartment with a plastic shower cap on seem sort of sad in comparison, but dammit! i've got the place to myself, some mary tyler moore on dvd, and a whole roll of freezer paper saying "cut me." plus, i doubt the man of my dreams is out in boulder right now. i have a feeling he's at home playing video games and drinking cheap beer. jerk!

my very first birthday card showed up today, from my aunt and uncle. my aunt always writes the nicest things in my cards, and this time she wrote about how she missed my "smile and my great style." my style! you can sum it up in two words like my sister does: unmade bed. but this is one reason why i love my aunt and uncle so much; they love me in such a way that they think my haphazard dress and tendency to wear stuff because it doesn't match or is funny is something i do on purpose. to them, my being cheap and and relying on old navy, the thrift store and target is cute. that made my day. i love them. they are getting the best thank you note EVER.

"shiftless" should be my middle name

i didn't sleep until some time after 3 a.m. last night. then i slept in until noon, which sort of shot today in the foot. go me! i did get all of three things done; i bought a new small photo album for photos of baby, i put my paycheck in the mail, and i spent entirely too much money at old navy. i went in looking for more receiving blankets, instead found some cute pants for work, the cutest striped sweater i've never knit, a shiny girly shirt, and two shirts that do this things to my boobs where they look fabulous. a girl does not argue with that kind of shirt. i might have to go back and buy a few more, they're like magic boob shirts.

then i watched may on ifc, where i decided i love jeremy sisto. his face is strange and lovely all at once, and that's what i look for in just about anyone. everyone i know who's seen that movie has recommended it to me, but it's lower on my netflix list right now, since all my free time is taken up with battlestar galactica, buffy the vampire slayer, and arrested development. i missed the first fifteen minutes, but it's true, i loved it. it was weird and creepy and i liked may's outfits.

now i'm arguing with myself about going to bed at a reasonable time, because i'm not tired right now. i have to open tomorrow, which means 8:30 a.m., a time i'm not a huge fan of, but i can do it! i wish sleep carried over from day to day, because if that was the case, i got more than enough sleep yesterday to carry me through tomorrow. too bad sleep doesn't work that way. i'd sock some away in my sleep bank to use this weekend, too.

oh wait! i almost forgot to tell you that i painted that pumpkin for some work thing, and i started buying parts of my halloween costume tonight. i'm not going to tell you what i'm going to be, but i'm pretty excited. boy roommate knows of a party and i'm really looking forward to donning a costume and maybe kissing on some boy also wearing a costume. halloween is good for random make-outs, and i should know because before i put the moratorium on birthday fun, i used to hit every halloween party i knew of and milk both the holiday and my recent birthday.

why am i still awake?

sometimes when i know i have the day off the next day, i like coming home to cocktails. nothing crazy or even very drunk, but a few drinks that make me feel giggly and then sleepy, then off to bed to watch cartoons. this was my plan tonight, but it backfired. i had my two drinks, and instead of thinking things were funnier than they actually are, i fell asleep. taking a nap at 9 p.m is not advisable because you wake up at 10 kind of tired, will half-assedly watch some tv, then read for a few hours before realizing you are indeed awake and start wondering why you're still in bed.

hmph. i should know better, but i guess i don't. also, it is very sad that i think cartoons and cocktails make for a fun evening? i mean, it is only wednesday, and just because i have tomorrow off doesn't mean anyone else does.

my list of things to do before i turn thirty is going well, i think. i've also made a very reasonable short-term-goal list, which i will share with you here. if i have to be up late at night bored, then you should be too, which is the moral of this story.

1. eat out at lunch no more than once a week at work. i am spending too much money on lunch, and that's money i could save for a host of other worthwhile things. like going to kidrobot while visiting my sister, or buying fancy new earrings for the holidays (i admit i usually buy myself a present for christmas, and one for my birthday, which i already bought [it's my tatoo!]).
   
2. finish at least one handmade christmas present this month. i started a lot of them a while ago, but haven't finished one recently. before you know it christmas will be here and i will have half-finished scarves and gloves and hats all over the house.
   
3. make a dethklock shirt. make it the most brutal shirt ever! somehow find a way to marry nathan explosion! oh wait, crushes on cartoon characters are totally dorky. edit that to read; find a way to marry brendan small!
   
4. carve a pumpkin.