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I am really proud of my breakfast this morning. I made my Asiago and Red Pepper omelet, but I didn't have the right cheese or pepper. So I put in onion, wilted spinach, crumbled feta with garlic, oregano and lemon juice, romano cheese, and kosher salt and ground black pepper. I am eating it with a pear. MMMM POIRES. I also dumped Compost Tea ( Read more... )

I had some really weird dreams last night. They made me not like him. He was talking to Leigh behind my back and he said he'd take her out any old time she wanted. Then at some point I found out he actually liked me but I was being too cruel and coy and he backed off and it was too late. Then I got depressed and started eating a lot and being ( Read more... )

There is something wrong with me. I wake up every 30 - 60 minutes and I have to go to the bathroom. It makes me kind of cranky ( Read more... )

TGIF. I woke up at 4 am, talked to Hannah, and formulated a plot of sexy wickedness. Thank you Hannah---you are brilliant! It's gonna go down ( Read more... )

Today was a roller coaster. It started with the cramps that kept me awake at got me up at 5:30. Then I planted seeds and made a Flower Journal though, so that was happy. I wrote some awful, torrid poetry about some boys at work. I saw Charles and he looked so good I actually started breathing hard and heaving air. Haha. Then my manager made ( Read more... )

I have planted a whole lot of pretty nonsense in the past 30 days. I thought I'd start a little journal for myself to record it. It will give me something to do while I wait for seeds to emerge.

So far:

Seed Mixes:

Botanical Interests:

1. Real Shady Mix


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I kept waking up with cramps, so I got up at 5:30 and planted some flowers: six snapdragons and a mini fuchsia-and-white dahlia in a deep blue saucer with stars on it. They are really gorgeous. I am addicted to flowers and becoming psychotic about getting up at the asscrack of dawn and puttering around with them. It could be worse. I could have ( Read more... )

It was busy at the store and I foiled my enemy in a brilliant sneak-attack with spray bottle pesticide. He smelled more foul and putrid than usual for the duration of the day. I came home and gardened for 4 hours until I could barely move. I separated my Cosmo seedlings and planted California Poppy, wildflowers, and organic Coriander. Then I came ( Read more... )

So Mr. Guch replied to my email. The man is unique in all the world. He apparently left my high school after being given an ultimatum to either leave his punk band "The Twats" or leave his teaching position. He chose the former, being the badass that he is. He toured for three years. Somehow he simultaneously earned a master's degree in Theology. ( Read more... )