Korea one day from now. Oh boy.
I pray for no crazies at the airport and on the plane. I pray that the flight be a smooth one,
meaning minimal turbulence, only light swelling of the feet, a great movie selection, adequate
sleep, no nearby stinky passengers, and an easy landing.
Basil, Basil, Basil, I can't get him out of my thoughts, that cute thing I love so much.
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20131116
First red thing
My first red piece of clothing. This is big.
From what I can remember, I have never bought anything red to wear. It's a nice, bold color that some
look stunning in, but I never believed I could pull off red. Couple factors like how it naturally attracts
attention and the fact that I get hot easily which also means I blush easily, I just thought a flushed face
never complimented red clothing very well. But today, I came across this knitted cardigan, tried
it on, and committed to go for it. Plus, it's not 100% red...there is a fair amount of black. Baby steps, please.
I'm going to Korea this Thursday. I am feeling more and more unsettled about leaving Basil. Le sigh...
I know he will be in good hands, but still.
On a brighter note, I thoroughly enjoyed today. Stayed in LA for once with my sister and ate Mendocino,
grabbed Peet's, stopped by Trader Joe's and Paper Source, which by the way, has the coolest trinkets
and paper, and strolled around The Grove. We did not bicker once, and it was nice. We actually
laughed a ton.
20131113
My past experiences with life drawing has left an everlasting presence
in my life post art school. Highly unusual but nonetheless true,
I am seeing flamboyant gestural figures in...my hair I slap on the
shower wall (I throw them away in a trash can afterwards to prevent
clogging the drain). I know, totally creepy. It's just amazing though, when
I nonchalantly place my hair on the wall and look at it right before
throwing them away, I see a figure of a girl dancing, a person jumping,
or someone standing like they've got serious attitude - just always
expressive and in motion. I can always spot an abstract shape of
a head, torso, arms, and legs in that nasty scramble of hair that mirrors
much like a scribble. Totally weird, I'll stop.
much like a scribble. Totally weird, I'll stop.
I've been on a pizza and pasta frenzy. I'm talking about the authentic
Italian style, thin crust pizza and uber fresh homemade style pasta.
It's uncontrollable. Maybe after I notice myself getting chubby,
I'll stop, but until then, I'm going to keep on going. Just kidding, I'm
going to stop. I know I'll regret it if I don't. Self-control? Easy peasy (not).
20131107
No one else
So very thankful for my sweet, sweet sister. She knows me all too well.
I was having a rough day, feeling grumpy, acting mean (to her), you get the picture. In she walks
with a brown bag after her work out and says, "Someone's grumpy today, you know what I got?"
It only takes a second for me to gasp eyes wide open and say, "Capriotti's?!"
What a brat, I am.
A couple days ago we were talking about their Thanksgiving sandwich and how long it's been since
we had some. Of course she stops by on her way and brings me one, despite my unpleasant attitude,
knowing it will cheer me up. Oh how awful I feel and am. But that's why we're sisters. We
understand each other so much it often appears unbalanced and does not have to make sense.
we had some. Of course she stops by on her way and brings me one, despite my unpleasant attitude,
knowing it will cheer me up. Oh how awful I feel and am. But that's why we're sisters. We
understand each other so much it often appears unbalanced and does not have to make sense.
You're weird
So all that basic French I've learned, I can only remember a few words...life is not sparing me
much down time these days.
My co-workers have told me that I am weird multiple times today. I guess I was acting extra weird,
though I think everyone's true self is weird. Really, in my humble opinion, everyone is weird when
you really get to know them.
My thoughts yesterday during my drive home: I really like broccoli. I did not realize how much
I like broccoli until yesterday. Raw broccoli is the only form of broccoli I do not like, but steamed,
sautéed, or grilled, it's pretty amazing. There's this Chinese cabbage, bok choy, that I also really
like. It's not broccoli, but I really like it. Enough with broccoli, I have also grown immensely fond of
mushrooms. Small ones, big ones, this type, that type, they're all good, especially grilled.
I'm craving meat. Brazilian BBQ was the hot topic today at work followed by Argentenian food...
both known for mouth watering meat. Too bad it's just me and milk tea tonight.
much down time these days.
My co-workers have told me that I am weird multiple times today. I guess I was acting extra weird,
though I think everyone's true self is weird. Really, in my humble opinion, everyone is weird when
you really get to know them.
My thoughts yesterday during my drive home: I really like broccoli. I did not realize how much
I like broccoli until yesterday. Raw broccoli is the only form of broccoli I do not like, but steamed,
sautéed, or grilled, it's pretty amazing. There's this Chinese cabbage, bok choy, that I also really
like. It's not broccoli, but I really like it. Enough with broccoli, I have also grown immensely fond of
mushrooms. Small ones, big ones, this type, that type, they're all good, especially grilled.
I'm craving meat. Brazilian BBQ was the hot topic today at work followed by Argentenian food...
both known for mouth watering meat. Too bad it's just me and milk tea tonight.
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