I opened Google and started poking around for internships. Then I immediately freaked out when I saw the terms “resume” and “experience” and closed the window.
I’m not ready to be an adult.
The best thing that I found on the Internets tonight. Goodnight.
The most awkward package that I’ve received: a book that has been vacuum sealed in cardboard. A package nonetheless and boy do I love packages.
I keep muttering under my breath “This old thang. What she order? Fish filet. That shit cray. Ain’t it, Jay?
No weird stares. Yet.
Fully aware that I’m saying the lyrics out of order but roll with me people. You know that you’re doing it too. Secretly, we all want to be Kanye despite the douchiness that comes with it. Actually, I am still on the side of him being so fucking good that he can actually get away with the persona. Until he makes a product that’s absolutely terrible, I’ll denounce my love. In the mean time keep on spitting his lyrics like they apply to my life.
Starbucks has cutesy cups for Valentine’s Day and I’m a sucker because I bought a drink just so I could have one in my hands. Model consumer here.
My body is doing a lot of that “Nope. Not having it” shit this morning. All throughout yoga earlier I kept encountering roadblocks that kept me from progressing and even from conforming to my current level. There were no clicks. The world is off its axis today.
Everything is crunchy and stiff. Nothing wants to move, but my instructor reminded me that I just need to honor my body and listen.
So I’m honoring my body with a second cup of tea this morning as well as a dosage of Walt Whitman (which is technically required reading for my next class but I’m thoroughly enjoying it so it counts).
I threw on my poncho that I apparently haven’t worn since Sasquatch because I found the lineup brochure and a flower that a wore nestled in the pocket. Kell gave me a horrified look and insisted that I wash it immediately. I mean, I’m not sure what kind of drunken shenanigans I got myself into while wearing it. There was too much Canadian conversing, wine drinking, and dancing to remember. All the nights were a blur.
I’m taking this as a sign that I must return for 2012.
It’s barely February and I’m already planning my summer apparel. Good thing it’s never winter in San Diego.
I’m your National Anthem
Boy, put your hands up
Give me a standing ovation
Boy, put your hands up
Give me a standing ovation
— Lana Del Rey (National Anthem)
Posted January 30, 2012 at 9:53am in Lana Del Rey National Anthem I Only Listen To Good Music
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There’s Nothing Particular Going on with Pandora
This blog is getting dusty and it’s really not from a lack of events. There’s just no documentation as of recently because how many of you want posts about my ever constant movie dates with Alaska and that I’ve been listening to Lana Del Rey for three days straight now? I could bore you with how absolutely giddy I’ve become yet so centered. Being me has never felt so normal.
I found a box wine that I love. Gasp.
I could go on and reiterate how much yoga has done for me and that I’m loving my body more each day. Sure, I’ve laxed almost entirely on veganism (it’s that damn goat cheese!) and eating out more than the norm. But, life is such a trip right now.
My final college semester started last Monday and surprisingly I’m not concerned. I’m going to get through this and enter the real world in a non petrified state.
You guys don’t need to constantly hear that junk though. I’ll just leave you with this for now. Everything is lovely.
Q
One day you'll come visit me again, and in the fashion of my mother there will be a pie awaiting your arrival. and a feast. and i'll ask you 17-hundred times if you need something
from:onelittlemagpie
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Best friendship ever!
Posted January 28, 2012 at 5:09pm
Today I baked an apple pie… I’m sure I’ll post more pictures when I slice it and top it with vanilla ice cream.
The sugar that goes on top is my favorite and is from a local store back home that also sells online here. I used the sugar to decorate my sugar cookies during Christmas too.
I waiting for the day when Mags and I are neighbors, but with the way our living situations are that probably won’t ever happen. That’s why we’re the best cyber neighbors ever. She gives me updates on everything. I do the same for her. High school never ended with us.
Anyways, the downside of being cyber neighbors means that I don’t get pie.
