Men: Connor and i had a loverly day in all accounts. i found out that i didn’t have to take my final until MONDAY, and he didn’t have any funerals to go to (i only say this because his best freind Andrew lost his Dad this week, and Connor was at the service yesterday). pretty decent.
we went and got coffee at Fremont Coffee Company (i will commonly refer to this as FCC), and lunch at Agua Verde, our favorite mexican restaurant which just reopened for the springtime! so excellent. then, we parted ways for a few hours so that he could study and i could work out. we reconvened at my house where i made us a lovely dinner of rice, steamed soybeans and thai-shrimp gyoza (also known as potstickers).
but there was one thing that totally baffled me about today. i got really tired after we watched this week’s episodes of Dollhouse and The Office, so Connor said, “Okay honey, you go to sleep and i’ll clean up the kitchen.” Sweetest thing EVER for a man to say, right? so i dozed off for a little while, woke up and decided i needed a bite of my hazelnut crunch bar. i went into the kitchen and it was spotless…
but nearly ever single cabinet and drawer was open, as were the dishwasher and the fridge.
now how do you explain that??
Manicures: usually i am extremely opposed to these things. seeing as i am a musician, a guitarist at that, i prefer to keep my nails long on my right hand (for picking) and short on my left (for pressing down on the strings), and polish-free. the exact opposite of a manicure
but my nails are getting absolutely grotesque these days. i have gotten into the habit of filing them instead of cutting them, and there is obviously something wrong with the chemical structure of my nails because they keep breaking off in the most unpleasant manner. and getting those ugly white marks, which indicate that they are dry and it’s just gotten out of hand. (HAHAHAHA oh my god what a pun…)
so tomorrow i am doing it.
i am using the inSpa gift certificate my mom got me for christmas,
and getting a manicure.
(plus, it’ll be great to test for prom!)
PS: is it weird that my brother used HIS inSpa gift certificate before i used mine? does that mean i’m butch? more butch than my pants-sagging, rapping, marijuana-smoking, fist-wielding brother?
this can’t be good.
Morons: now, i just have to get this out there. I CANNOT STAND ADAM COROLLA. he is just awful. he has a radio show here in Seattle on what USED to be the grunge and alternative rock station, 107.7 the End. but some bozo decided that it would be a great idea to have him and Danny Bonaduce (of the Partridge family and now of VH1′s Breaking Bonaduce) talking shit about completely random people on the morning show and not playing any music at all, and booting out my FAVORITE TWO DJ’S IN THE WORLD, Jennifer White and DJ No Name. and of course, because celebrities require royalties, The End now has to play twice as many commercials, and have huge record companies make their playlists for them, which mostly consist of mainstream garbage with the occasional Pearl Jam song thrown in.
fuck that shit.
fuck you, Adam Corolla, for taking away my radio station.
