January 2011
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Happy New Year!
The lamb is sizzling, we just watched the first round of fireworks and there is LOTS of wine. D and I are going it alone this year, but next year… COME OVER TO OUR PLACE!
Lots of Tumblr-lurrrve for all y’all out there. I’d love to see everyone face to face in 2011.
xoxoxo
Allison
December 2010
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Happy Birthday?
Today is D’s birthday, but since he has to work (and since he works second shift) there are no celebrations today. I mean, I made french toast for breakfast, but really that’s not that exciting. It makes me sort of sad that I’m sitting at home cozy and warm while he’s at work…doing something work-like.
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The dog has hiccups so bad she’s been puking. I’m not having a fun evening.
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Things I learned in the last hour:
1. I am really slow. I averaged an 15 minute mile on my run. I could have been trying harder.
2. People will look at you funny if you yell at your dog to “keep up.”
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Also, I have glitter shoe operation pictures to...
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Serious business.
Today is “Back on Track” day. Like most of us, I’ve spent the past few days eating, drinking, and lazing around and before that I was totally off my normal routing getting ready for the holiday. This week won’t be much better, so far as routines are concerned, but it has to be better health-wise. I feel cranky and puffy.
I always look forward to break so much. Yet I never...
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If this makes me seem like a jerk, I don't care:
I am tired of people’s baby posts on Facebook. I’ve seen so many lately that express how happy people are that they’ve had children so they won’t die alone and pathetic. It’s true. I’ve seen at least three people express this particular opinion either in their status updates or as comments in other people’s.
So here’s to dying alone and pathetic....
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Tomorrow:
Glitter shoes are on the menu. I bought way too much of everything I need for this project, so if you need some shoes glittered, lemme know.
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Monsters maybe?
It sounds like the upstairs neighbors are dragging boxes of rocks around their apartment, or roaring really loudly so that it vibrates the floor, or herding ballerina elephants across the living room…. IT’S 11:15 ON A WEDNESDAY! What could they possibly be doing two nights in a row at this late hour? I mean, it’s not so much bothering me in the way where I can’t sleep or...
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Hey UPSTAIRS NEIGHBORS:
WHAT THE EFF ARE YOU DOING UP THERE? TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW? STOP IT! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SHOP ONLINE AND READ TUMBLR IN PEACE.
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I'M HERE!
The mall did not kill me. Now I have to get back to looking for shoes to glitter up.
(oh and ALL my shopping is done. IN. ONE. DAY.)
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I'm goin' in.
If you don’t hear from me again, it’s because I’ve gone into the dark mist of the last days of Christmas shopping. I will visit the mall in my hometown because it is the most convenient way to knock this mother out in a few hours. I *might* be the asshole wearing sunglasses the entire time. Maybe I can hack it without ocular protection. Maybe I can’t.
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Hey UPSTAIRS NEIGHBORS:
When you drag your furniture across the floor at 11:45 PM it sort of breaks through the chill bubble I’ve got going on here in the living room. Also, you made the dog wake up and bark, so now she feels guilty. How do you like that upstairs neighbors?
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Apparently,
they’re going to shut off the water tomorrow at 10:30. I have two options: take a shower now, or get up early. Why do these things always happen to me?
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Penny Dreadful: Ho, Ho, Oh Jesus Christ, enough... →
ephemeraetcetera:
amandatinder:
I am the grinchiest of the grinches this year. Everytime I go into a store, or go out for coffee, or, frankly, leave my doorstep, I feel like Christmas is assaulting me. It’s truly bizarre because this used to be my favorite time of year. Then again I was a fat Czech child who was spoiled…
Hey guys, welcome my friend Amanda into the Tumblr fold! She’s a Texan...
Plans for today:
I just got most of the nasty phone calls I had to make over for today… On to other things:
1. Cleaning up. I tend to make a mess when I write and grade papers. I’ll feel better when everything is cleaned and back in order.
2. Taking the antsy dog out to do something so she’ll leave me alone. (and have fun, I do love her. Jeez.)
3. Tonight, I will watch FNL, though I’m...
Currently, I’m experiencing end-of-semester letdown over here. It always seems like it will be so good to have a break. As soon as it’s over though, I feel like I’m at a loss for what to do with myself.
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I see a tiny pinpoint of light.
OMG. I’m so boring. I just wrote a whole post about what shit I still have left to do this semester and then realized that no one, including myself, wants to hear, write or read that. I’m dying here at work, though. I do not want to be here. I don’t care about anybody else’s work.
Super.
Aces.
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ephemera, et cetera: I wish →
ephemeraetcetera:
sometimes that Boulder were slightly less Boulderish.
I enjoy running, or rather I enjoy having run, which is different, I guess — I enjoy it after the fact (the part where I can fit into my jeans after having lots of enchiladas and margaritas at Efrain’s, etc). However, I have some joint issues…
Yes, yoga will help your running, when I do yoga my knees feel a lot...
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This morning:
Chela Sandoval and Roland Barthes came over and we’ve been sitting around chatting for a good hour now. Nobody has had any caffeine, which I believe is contributing the general lack of understanding around here. It’s not that we disagree, it’s just that we’re all tired of talking about semiology.
Chela Sandoval and Judith Butler are smoking on the balcony together and...
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Because I know you're dying to know:
I think it’s possible that if I don’t eff around too much today I can get this last essay done today and not have to stay up all night.
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I have one and a half essays finished.
That is all.
everything just got blurry. probably time to...
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Agony, agony, complaints and pain.
I am so disgustingly jealous right now. There is a group of girls walking down 9th together laughing. I looked out the window at them and they are holding hands, leaning on one another as they laugh and talk and move together in that fluid way a group of women who are having a good time do. It has been so long since I had fun. Since I laughed with friends. Since I felt this knot of stress loosen...
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We have a problem:
My hair bores me. It’s important to breathe and let this moment pass.
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I truly hate grounding my arguments in established...
Let’s all just agree that I’m right and move on.
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