Showing posts with label hunger pangs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hunger pangs. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
What'll it be
I'm certain that one night someone's gonna poke me with something sharp through my flimsy window curtains. Don't know from where they'll come or what instrument of mass injury will be used, but as certain as I sit here - with this the least bit pressing but The most poignant matter at hand, I will be poked.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
questions to the universe
Why do Caribbean magazines all insist on this hard, stiff, stiff. paper? It's hell trying to tear a page out at the library or someone's office :| I like Vouge's, Elle, Marie Clarie, everyone with regular, soft, easy to tear magazine paper.
And why do they charge double or time and a half for a mixed juice. If OJ is $10 and Lemon is $10 why is OJ & Lemon mixed $15? it's the same ratio of 40% ice 60% liquid :| do I have to pay for labor? You reaching into the chiller twice?
And what's with...gosh can't member, so uBer hungry. Had a shoot today at this ace cool funky clothing store on Murray Street. grin. they've got this Cafe in the mall...with sucky magazine paper and expensive juice.
And why do they charge double or time and a half for a mixed juice. If OJ is $10 and Lemon is $10 why is OJ & Lemon mixed $15? it's the same ratio of 40% ice 60% liquid :| do I have to pay for labor? You reaching into the chiller twice?
And what's with...gosh can't member, so uBer hungry. Had a shoot today at this ace cool funky clothing store on Murray Street. grin. they've got this Cafe in the mall...with sucky magazine paper and expensive juice.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Who's the baldhead dude?
It's Saturday morning, 11.37 and there's a bald muscled man in a wife-beater charging around my yard. I'm always up for some random excitement, but, it's early, I'm ever so slightly hungover (or not, maybe I'm just slightly more hungry than usual) and my car's not parked in it's spot, (giving mr muscles more bellowing space) which, happens ever so often on slightly wasted nights.
The only unnerving factor in this melee is:
I've recently painted my room, a very preddie lilac-ish color, a beauty, none of my existing curtains do it justice, so, I'm going curtain-less - which has been exhilarating in itself. Except for today... bellowing guys do nothing for the atmosphere
p.s. we got new Buttons
The only unnerving factor in this melee is:
I've recently painted my room, a very preddie lilac-ish color, a beauty, none of my existing curtains do it justice, so, I'm going curtain-less - which has been exhilarating in itself. Except for today... bellowing guys do nothing for the atmosphere
p.s. we got new Buttons
Thursday, September 30, 2010
racking up the numbers
I've got nothing to post about (that's an oxymoron because then I'd be posting about not having anything to post about. which is a clever cheap marketing tatict if i wanted people to read this post... *don't do it Chrystal*) but I'm perfectly content posting anyway. (ha. that bracketed bit was so long you forgot it was a... bracketed bit. ha! *mannn my funny is on point today!* yawn)
What this is, is a neat trick to have more than 5 posts for September. you watch and see if I don't post later tonight and knock this blog for six, right up there with the '70 posts for August' people.
Actually, today was a better day of unemployment than yesterday's lesson in couch potatoism. got ma eyebrows did, my sandals tacked (since new sandals will be scarce in coming) and off to brave east bound traffic for a meet up with Mr &M rs Client.
Darnit. forgot to eat again
What this is, is a neat trick to have more than 5 posts for September. you watch and see if I don't post later tonight and knock this blog for six, right up there with the '70 posts for August' people.
Actually, today was a better day of unemployment than yesterday's lesson in couch potatoism. got ma eyebrows did, my sandals tacked (since new sandals will be scarce in coming) and off to brave east bound traffic for a meet up with Mr &M rs Client.
Darnit. forgot to eat again
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