January 2010
SEEYA LATAH, 2009
You weren’t that bad, you weren’t that great. I went to school too much but I also spent most of my time this past year with the coolest guy I know. I gained weight and felt gross but Josh said yes when I asked him to marry me. I struggled over the summer but I made the Dean’s List. My apartment all year was too small and pretty crappy and it drove me nuts but I was able to live...
and the boyfriend is an INTJ as well (sometimes INTP, i guess?)
we’re both virgo INTJs… basically over-analytical nitpicky logical assholes who think too hard about bloody well everything and then snark people who don’t.
we are the only people who could date us.
LOL.
“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope...”
– Neil Gaiman (via fuckyeahhappy) (via suitcaseheart) (via tennroof)
i continue to be scored as an INTJ in Myers-Briggs personality tests
i remain unconvinced as i am rather too silly to be called a “mastermind”
In response to one of my many rants
“It’s because you’re more interested in accuracy than winning, honey.”
Someday that boy will not understand me this well, but I think I’ll just enjoy it while he does.
-smart-tart-:
tennroof:
iseeellis:
speakgirl:
iseeellis:
speakgirl:
Dear iseeellis: If it’s flat or this, I’ll take flat. There is entirely too much anti-frizz stuff in my hair right now for it to still look like this D:
Let’s trade! Yours is far more exciting, seeing as it can clearly hold a shape other than “yo, what’s the fastest route to the ground?” :)
That would be nice if I...
December 2009
Hipster overload at the tea bar!
speakgirl:
iseeellis:
BFScott and I went on a double date with his brother and his brother’s girlfriend. After going to a (delicious!) Thai restaurant, we went to this tea place called Remedy Tea.
IT WAS SO COOL YOU GUYS. You go down this little staircase and there’s a row of test tubes lining the wall on your right. Each test tube is filled with a different kind of tea (just, um, just dry...
my hair is too long
i need somebody to cut at least four inches off of it. i am in a deep hair rut.
also: i am graduating with a BA in Linguistics in three months or so. i have gone from excitement to panic to grim resignation. mostly i would just like to have a job and a car and not feel like a failure all the time.
josh and i are looking at apartments and sofas as well as considering adopting a second cat to keep...
i am drunk!
+some
additionally, my brother Max gives me nice presents
A Peril in War Zones: Sexual Abuse by Fellow... →
so at what point, exactly, will we decide that enough is enough and we start teaching our children that you don’t fucking treat people this way?
also, a baby emergency
my cousin patrick (officiant for the wedding) brought his 7 week old leetle baby to the wedding.
mom held him.
his head smelled like heaven on wheels.
i am currently struggling with an acute case of baby rabies.
josh is typically the one who reminds me that this sort of thing is a bad idea but he too is afflicted.
After attending my cousin's wedding, some thoughts
- the vows/service spoken at my wedding will include absolutely nothing about obedience
- the vows/service spoken at my wedding will include absolutely nothing about submission
- the vows/service spoken at my wedding will include absolutely nothing about my husband treating me as he would a prized possession or indeed a possession of any kind whatsoever
- the vows/service spoken at my wedding...
I now own an electric kettle.
Life is good.
the boy and i have arrived at home
he is no longer in trouble and we are still debating whether or not that counts as our first real fight, as we did not actually argue but instead he just screwed up a bit and made me sad and he felt bad before/during/after and apologized with vigor.
That boy I'm dating
is in an almost-negligible amount of trouble for the first time in the entire lifespan of our relationship. I am having to relearn how to be properly mad at someone, as I haven’t really had any practice in the last two years; good job, boy I’m dating, two years is a rather nice stretch.
(Mostly I am just relieved as hell that the first time somebody had a noticeable screw-up it...
Saturday night
tennroof:
We have friends, pineapple pizza, and “The Vicar of Dibley.”
You really should be here.
I wish I had been.
Avatar is a very blue movie.
there’s nothing quite as festive as a christmas nosebleed!
favorite loot
. a lovely camera which was received prior to christmas
. a professional grade blender!
. lovely smelly things
. Deep Cuts by The Knife
also: my very first present this morning had an enormous bug inside of it. i am not kidding. we have no idea how it got in there but holy crap i seriously thought it was a cockroach.
from The Stupidest Angel by Christopher Moore
“Why are you looking in my window in the middle of the night?”
“Because I can’t see through the wooden part.”
according to gmail my area is currently experiencing thunderstorms.
we aren’t.
Christmas Eve
Last year I ruined the surprise of several Christmas presents (ones for me) by using magical psychic powers or something equally mysterious. Today I will attempt to not even send any mind rays in the direction of the tree.
I am mildly annoyed that I am maybe the only person in the world who wants to be actually SURPRISED by my christmas presents and I somehow have this weird ability to know what...
“Married women in the U.S. do about 70 to 80 percent of the housework. When women...”
– http://contexts.org/socimages/2009/07/11/of-housework-and-husbands/
um yeaah. sorry josh. i think this will not be true for us because i am a lazy asshole and you are way better at laundry.
my slow morph into hipsterness
playing the ukulele: unexpectedly enjoyable.
(sigh. next i will be wearing ironic t-shirts and colored skinny jeans.)
more pro-life bs i hate
when people are super-duper pro-life and ~believe life begins at conception~ and all that and then turn around and say abortion should be available in cases of incest and rape. either the “babies” are poor sweet vulnerable innocents or not. make up your mind or get out.
i kept thinking about this last night as i was trying to sleep for no apparent reason. probably because i am...
2 days until christmas!!!
you know it's been a good day
when your pee smells like coffee
my new netbook has arrived
trala
I WILL NEVER USE THIS RECIPE FOR GINGERBREAD PEOPLE AGAIN. 3 1/4C FLOUR? TRY FIVE. YOU ASSHOLE.
hold on i have to go knead more gd flour into my dough at 2am
oh shoot
making gingerbread people is a multi-step process. this process includes “chill for 1 hour or overnight.”
poop.
i guess i better start if i want gingerbread cookies tomorrow.
thus ends the last day of my first Chanukkah ever.
