Well this just fills me with rage.
What is this I need to see it now
h/t to amomenttothink for retweeting this.
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I’m staining furniture for the first time and am doing a real shit job. It’s windy, I got flimsy drop cloth that is already ripped to shreds, my balcony is too small to maneuver around in, my gloves broke, and the cats are being obnoxious about it.
It’s not even a complicated table.. I’m taking a break.
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I’m a fucking moron. Jar and I are in a cabin in Northern Michigan with some old friends of mine from Oregon, and I sorta forgot/ignored the fact I’m on Celexa, and I was sorta drinking all evening. I stopped and switched to water about an hour before taking my pill.. So now it’s 2:30 am and I’m afraid to fall asleep because I’ve convinced myself I won’t wake up because of the drug/booze combo and gah why do I do this to myself??
Late night anxiety over seeing Portland friends tomorrow for the first time in three years and realizing I’ve gained 60 pounds since I moved back to Michigan. Fuck.
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Tonight’s kitchen experiment:
Sliced eggplant, seasoned with garam masala, grilled and finished with fresh lime juice and brown sugar.
It shouldn’t have been good, but it so was! I wish I took a picture!
Today is my last day at the theater before I go on a week vacation and I bolted awake at 2am, stressing out about all the shit I have to do before I leave. And let’s face it, I’m a little concerned that they’ll rifle through my office while I’m gone and I dunno, that wigs me out.
Kelsey, for some reason I thought you’d be into this recipe. I could be wrong.
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