So, I've gotten totally hooked on a livejournal community. It is catty and crazy and dumb and occasionally useful. It isn't that interesting to anybody but me (well, and everybody else in there), but it has to do with why I haven't posted a regular entry in awhile
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So, I ended up going to that show with Ryan, and had a brilliant time. The band was like a musical personification of my husband--sarcastic, anti-skin, grown up vegetarian punks. It was a lot of fun and I really underestimated the band. Got smashed, hung out with one of the opening bands, then took the donut challenge at Voodoo Doughnut, which
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So, my husband is really excited to go to an MDC show tonight, part of a cd release. The CD is titled: Magnus Dominus Corpus. Yes. Big God Body. Or as they would like to think: Corpses of the Ultimate Dominators...
I was taking photos once in Pioneer Courthouse Square, one of the most beautiful attractions in downtown Portland. It is a popular place to eat, read, play chess, draw, or otherwise divert yourself in the sun. I remember a homeless man was chasing a pigeon among the shadows of the pillars..he became one of my subjects. I stood on the steps and
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My husband just made the best meatloaf ever, sans meat! He used croutons instead of bread crumbs and left a few whole, real eggs only, and left out the onion soup mix in favor of his own seasonings. Oh sooo yummy. Add some mushroom gravy... MMMMmmmmmMMmmm.
Okay, so maybe I might have left out a tiny little reason that is only a little hypocritical. Umm, so one of the numerous reasons that the Sarah Parker Gap ad makes me want to toss my proverbial cookies is, and I am very ashamed, that the stupid friggin song is so damned catchy (the tune mind you) that I caught myself inadvertently singing it in
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Ok, here goes again. You know who you are. I get it, I must be an asshole. AIM is a piece of shit, sometimes I don't even get messages from my husband when I'm in the room with him because it logs me off without telling me. My existence does not revolve around the operation of a buggy, piece-of-shit, spyware-laden, ass-berry from AOL. I also
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