July 23, 2009

Solo

This title could make a very interesting story, but I alas do not have one. No, this title only reflects my date tonight: with myself. After my being terribly and deathly ill these past two days, I felt the need to refresh myself back into society and looks (not to mention taste buds) and so I ventured out into the wild also known as : Chilis. I was craving a Quesadilla Explosion salad, and it was delicious. And all the while as I ate, I was very satisifed just sitting there, alone. It was a refreshing feeling, being alone, but not lonely.

I feel capable now of doing other things on my own. I was ready and willing no doubt to go ahead and get to San Diego sans people; unfortunately, God did not see it that way.

It seems just recently that I have reached a very satisfied level within my life. And now, after spending the most money I have ever spent in my life here in California, I will retire to bed. Goodnight goodnight goodnight.

July 16, 2009

The Perfect Single Cocktail

I have discovered the best way to get drunk as a single girl: Ghostbusters Marathon and Funfetti cookies. You can only be completely desperate and hopeless for this to work, of course. First: make a batch of Funfetti cookies, burning the first batch naturally. The eat said burnt cookies with a ton of frosting to mask the burnt flavor. Also, listen to 80's music while cooking, it might take the ebb off the entire situation. Second: after taking your diabetic-comatose nap, wake up long enough to eat the non-burnt cookies with sprinkles and pop in the movies. There. Now you have completed the singlemost depressing thing I can ever imagine. Oh, Bill Murray, can you dish out any wittier lines in your lifetime?

After gaining ten pounds since I have been sick these past two weeks, I have deemed it necessary to go on a diet. In order to do that though, it would require a steady dedication to me NOT eating Funfetti cookies. And of course, me running like crazy every day. Hello, treadmill, it's been too long.

On a slightly less depressing note, I have been doing a bang up job at work on the photoshoots. Working with the models has been fantastic, and styling is something I don't know if I have the confidence to do.

I will end on a happy note: I have been really enjoying my time here. Once I get back into shape, I'll love it.
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