Grossness.
What are you up to this morning? There's another engagement in my friend circle this morning. Very exciting, very exciting. People getting engaged, people buying houses, people fantasizing awesome wedding registries (ahem, we know who we are).
But never mind! I'm in Ireland, the sun is FINALLY shining, there's a guy cussing out someone over the phone next to me, but...it's kind of like hearing Lucky of Lucky Charms fame cuss a guy out, so I just don't see how the person on the other end of the phone could possibly take it seriously. I'm biting my cheeks to not laugh.
I'm sitting here with my stomach growling this morning and it compells me to tell you about how hard it is to come by a good breakfast over here. Oh sure, you can find artery-busting frys to satisfy your every coronary whim, but if you're looking for quick, healthy breakfast alternatives, good luck! In the shoppes you'll find all-butter scones, criossants with powdered sugar, and the beloved sausage roll--a fried sausage jammed inside a butter pastry and typically dowsed in ketchup. I avoid them like the plague and go for porridge most mornings instead. But unless you're Goldilocks, porridge an everyday breakfast does not make, and I find myself wanting something much nicer. Something....bagel-ier. Or like Stephen said last night as he ate the popcorn I made, "This is more-ish." "You mean made by the Moors?" I said. "No, as in, I keep wanting more."
Now that's what I'm looking for.
Anyway, heads up to all the Obama fanatics out there-- jump on slate.com as fast as possible and sink your teeth into their cuh-raaaazy Obama worshipping. It's like the place to be for Barak-obsessed, snide, condescending, way-too-full-of-themselves 20-30 somethings. Oh man, if you listened to the podcasts they put out. It's shocking. Today one guy injected the word "Schadenfreude" (taking pleasure in misfortune, basically) into his commentary, and the others on the podcast said things like, "oh! Now I need a cool German word!" and "Great borrowed term interjection, Jeremy. Now you've got me thinking how I'll top that." What jerks!!!! Anyway, I was really wanting to hear some news about Obama because I really do like him, but that stuff just put a sour, almost sausage-roll-like taste in my mouth. Obama should hold a 37-minute press conference to dismiss their comments.
Well so have a good Wednesday. Whatever you do, don't be mean and participate in any Schadenfreude. Oh, man, what an incredible word! I must be in Mensa or something!
What are you up to this morning? There's another engagement in my friend circle this morning. Very exciting, very exciting. People getting engaged, people buying houses, people fantasizing awesome wedding registries (ahem, we know who we are).
But never mind! I'm in Ireland, the sun is FINALLY shining, there's a guy cussing out someone over the phone next to me, but...it's kind of like hearing Lucky of Lucky Charms fame cuss a guy out, so I just don't see how the person on the other end of the phone could possibly take it seriously. I'm biting my cheeks to not laugh.
I'm sitting here with my stomach growling this morning and it compells me to tell you about how hard it is to come by a good breakfast over here. Oh sure, you can find artery-busting frys to satisfy your every coronary whim, but if you're looking for quick, healthy breakfast alternatives, good luck! In the shoppes you'll find all-butter scones, criossants with powdered sugar, and the beloved sausage roll--a fried sausage jammed inside a butter pastry and typically dowsed in ketchup. I avoid them like the plague and go for porridge most mornings instead. But unless you're Goldilocks, porridge an everyday breakfast does not make, and I find myself wanting something much nicer. Something....bagel-ier. Or like Stephen said last night as he ate the popcorn I made, "This is more-ish." "You mean made by the Moors?" I said. "No, as in, I keep wanting more."
Now that's what I'm looking for.
Anyway, heads up to all the Obama fanatics out there-- jump on slate.com as fast as possible and sink your teeth into their cuh-raaaazy Obama worshipping. It's like the place to be for Barak-obsessed, snide, condescending, way-too-full-of-themselves 20-30 somethings. Oh man, if you listened to the podcasts they put out. It's shocking. Today one guy injected the word "Schadenfreude" (taking pleasure in misfortune, basically) into his commentary, and the others on the podcast said things like, "oh! Now I need a cool German word!" and "Great borrowed term interjection, Jeremy. Now you've got me thinking how I'll top that." What jerks!!!! Anyway, I was really wanting to hear some news about Obama because I really do like him, but that stuff just put a sour, almost sausage-roll-like taste in my mouth. Obama should hold a 37-minute press conference to dismiss their comments.
Well so have a good Wednesday. Whatever you do, don't be mean and participate in any Schadenfreude. Oh, man, what an incredible word! I must be in Mensa or something!
I miss you. We should talk soon. I look so FUCKING forward to seeing you (IN IRELAND OF ALL PLACES!!!) that I literally count down the days...not so much the plane ride though. But I think you can relate to that : ) I love you Bey! I hope all is well. We'll talk someday. I may be calling you soon. you're 10 times worth the cost.
ReplyDeleteKarabey
oh yeah,
ReplyDeletehere's one for your haikus...it's not very profound...but I think it fits the syllable reqs.
Smoking yet again
Stresses hide behind corners
Guilt. Word of the day
Kraa!