MOO!! MOO!!! I’m voodoo cursing you!!!!

So I still haven’t gone grocery shopping. I found watermelon in the fridge last night and pigged out on that. That got me sufficiently full so I didn’t have to think about what to make.

I can’t delay this any longer. Anyone have any yummy recipes I can make for dinner? Please?

I love stupid quizes. It’s so Cosmo.

How Will You Die?

Tired. Oh so tired.

My boss (who’s on maternity leave until September) brought her baby to the office today. I heard her high-pitched voice and felt the air chill around me. And there she was. ””’ These are the only words I’ll use for her now.

I’m in a Carpenters mood now. Must get CD….

So I accomplished nothing last night. I ended up going out with Madelaine to Long Beach becuz I was still feeling a bit guilty for not being here for her b-day. I ended up getting her the collection of Bjork videos, Volumen. She was quite joyous about that which is good. And, as I have said in the past, there really isn’t much to do in Long Beach. But then again, I’m not all that familiar with the area (ie what to do, where to go), so I’m stuck in a loop.

Anyhow, I should look for some new recipes since I’m starting to cook the same things over and over again. And I promise to grocery shop and do laundry tonight.

I haven’t had enough caffeine today. My brain just feels like silly putty. I need to do some grocery shopping today. I’m in the mood to cook.

I’m reading Madame Bovary right now. There’s a passage I don’t get in Part One, Chapter One:

“To spare him expense his mother sent him every week by the carrier a piece of veal baked in the oven…”

Apparantly, in the original edition of the novel, it was edited out for being shocking. The translator did note that this passage is mild in comparison to the others that were deleted. My question is how is this sordid? Anyone?

Leaving Santa Barbara last night was an adventure, to say the least. I knew there would be a lot of congestion if I left earlier in the evening, so I deliberately left at 9:30 pm. Once out of Santa Barbara city limits, there’s about a 20-mile stretch before the Ventura County line. My average speed on that 20-mile stretch: 5 mph. Nevermind I had people on my ass most of the time (apparantly they thought they would get to their destination faster if they did so). All in all, a pretty nerve racking experience. Anyhow, after that it was pretty much smooth sailing.

After talking to babaluma yesterday afternoon, went Downtown with A____ and got the new Flaming Lips album, Flaubert’s Madame Bovary, Gogol’s Dead Souls, the complete works of Arthur Rimbaud and noodle, a new gay Asian/Pacific Islander mag. noodle is pretty disappointing, but it’s their premiere issue so it will be interesting to see where they go from here. There was nothing really in-depth or stirring about any of the pieces; my only reaction was “so?…”

So there you have it. No drama this time around! Woo hoo!!

Last night, my wifey Daniel, our son Nick and I had dinner at Edomasa, this lovely sushi place just outside of Downtown SB. A couple of years ago, my friends and I would be there at least one or twice a week. They knew us by name there, which we find amusing to this day. Since then, they have gotten a new set of employees, so there were no familiar faces.

Afterwards, we went over to the Blue Agave just to feel really bourgie. It’s one of my fave places to drink here, although I never went too often when I lived here. I must remember that since my move to LA, I rarely drink. Thus Long Island Ice Teas are a bit strong. Heh.

Now I must face the drive back down to LA. I wonder what I’ll do to prolong this as much as possible.