Partyin’ like it’s 1999
What happened to that girl that used to party all night long, slump over in a heap at 5, sleep in all day, smear on lip gloss and do it all over again? She is gone.gone.gone. When I think back of how stupid me and my gfs all were, it’s a wonder we didn’t have the SVU involved somehow. We would hop into cars with boys we barely knew and drive forever, or at least until the next party. I don’t know what I would do if my future daughter were to do these things. I’d probably sweat and stress harder than on a day like today (it’s 109 out today eeek)!
So sue me if that same girl today extracts more pleasure out of biting into something delicious at a hole-in-the-wall joint that she just happened to stumble into or perusing through shelves lined with groceries. I dare you to call me homely. Justin Timberlake brought sexy back? I’m bringin’ homely back.
Pssst…there’s nothing to be ashamed of, my friend if you concur
There’s a local place that makes all-butter croissants from scratch. You’ve probably unknowingly consumed a dozen pastries or so made with sweetex or crisco. I really like Spectrum and I’m not afraid of lard…and I don’t suppose I must reiterate my allegiance to butter.
A type of Korean 5-grain rice, spicy potatoes and stir-fried anchovies.
$16 Kobe Burger. Geez louise. This is what I get for being a foodaholic vs a shopaholic. Nothing left but pictures and an anorexic wallet.
How many Orchids had to die for a chocolate cheesecake, lol (yes, part of being old–er is laughing at your own jokes)
Eating followed an entire morning of going somewhere to look at more food at my local Farmer’s Market.
Later into the day, me and my friend rode the light rail and watched the sunset…
Stay cool (literally and figuratively) because cool is what you make it!
Your Squishy Monster