-That granola with the flax seed that Ma bought at Costco, the one I initially snubbed my nose at because it looked healthy and claimed to relieve depression through the all-natural power of flax? Yeah, I love it. Prozac is still my gospel, but Organic Pumpkin Flax-Plus Granola with Omega-3 sure is tasty.
-I can't get enough of No Doubt's cover of It's my Life. Why is that song so good? When I listen to it, which is very often, I feel like I could be Gwen Stefani and be ok with that. Disturbing, I know, but thankfully the duration of the song is just under four minutes so the madness is over quickly enough.
-I've been crafting up a storm lately. Pictures to come soon in the Renaissance Mish post I'm planning.
-K. and I have renewed our beloved summertime pastime of watching tragic foreign films in between mail routes. Today it was To Live in an empty JKB classroom. I love my job.
-Only two weeks left of classes, and then on to Portland! I wish I could express just how mind-numbingly excited I am to conclude my summer in Carol's bedroom, surrounded by empty Propel bottles and Gilmore Girls reruns. Also just to visit my old haunts again for the first time in what's been three years but feels like much longer. And, most especially, to darken the doorway of Chang's Mongolian Grill. Scratch that, I plan on doing much more than darkening its doorway. My spirit feels instantly invigorated everytime I think about it. I am so excited I could eat my hair.
-Yoga on Mondays and Wednesdays was a good idea. My spine is so stabilized you would not believe.
-Yesterday I came home and there was a beautiful cake with silky white frosting and patriotic sprinkles sitting on the counter, and it was so beautiful in all its vibrant ethereal confection that I wanted to grab a piece and inhale, grab a piece and inhale, so I grabbed a piece and inhaled. I still don't know whose it was but I sure do love store-bought frosting. Worth it. (Side note: Which of you guys used to put a little masking-tape skull and crossbones on the frosting container to deter me from eating it straight up, finger as a utensil? Come on, 'fess up. For the record, it didn't stop me, so ha ha on you.)
Cactus Chef playing We Didn't Start the Fire on the flute....all right, peace.
3 comments:
YES. i now have hours to catch up on a new blog. i have a real job now. that's not to say that the mail route isn't a "real job." oh how i miss the days of strolling the asb. any news from brenda? how's jody? i love your job too. and also. online shopping gets worse when you start getting paid double what you were making at your last job. yikes. i'll send the mailroom a package of clothes and the apron i promised. be on the lookout.
I can't stop myself from eating that flax cereal. I think it's the best thing to ever happen to me (sorry Alex).
Oh yeah, and what time does your flight leave on Monday? We were contemplating lunch at Chang's. I hope my former arch-nemesis will be around.
This post makes me miss you so much! Come back, Mish! Okay wait, come here, Mish!
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