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Things I disliked:
friendship triangles
butt sweat at the gym (on myself and others)
buying a yellow orchid and knowing i have to give it away
having brockstar out of town
paying $1 for a cup of ice at the jazz fest
only having one glass of wine left and knowing the liquor store is closed

Things I liked:
port wine cheese
yellow orchids
bloody mary potato chips
the movie once and the mighty heart
making little ak giggle
“sinatra and friends” playing at the jazz fest
new sunglasses

Mrs. AK sent this picture from Portland. I asked her to bring me home some wine, but I’m strongly reconsidering and asking her to bring home the man.

“I don’t kick computers I don’t know.”

“I’m like a drinking ninja.”

“I’m pretty sure Wyoming has no laws. They are just happy people live here.”

“Are you forsaken me?”

“It’s someone else’s turn to watch Sarah.”

I made this:

See that cute, pink screwdriver? Midge gave it to me for Christmas, and while I simply adore it, it’s not exactly the ideal tool for such a project. I have blisters. For real, blisters!

The lesson learned: I don’t need a man, but I definitely need a drill.

i live in a victorian house that has been converted into five apartments. i love my apartment with the exception of the kitchenette, rather than a full kitchen. it has a cute bedroom loft and overall fits my personality quite well. with that said, i think it’s time to move.

it’s really hard to rent cool apartments when my roommate is a dog. so when i found my apartment i was thrilled the owners were cool with dogs. i’m VERY allergic to cats and none of the tenants had cats. now a few years later there are four cats living here, and that’s four too many. do i really want to live in a cat house?

does anyone want to marry me for a week, just to provide health and dental insurance? my tooth hurts.

i have a night class that pains me even more than my tooth.

i know the next statement is going to make me sound like a bitch, but like i said, it’s my blog! there is one student who drives me insane. unfortunately he’s in a wheelchair, which means i try as hard as i can to bite my tongue and never lose my temper with him. last night i didn’t. we were initialing something on a wipe board and he couldn’t reach, so when he asked me to write something for him i didn’t mind at all. however, when he made me erase and rewrite it more than once i got frustrated and said something snarky. in my defense i would have snapped at anyone at that point, wheelchair or no wheelchair. there’s something about this class that drains my patience, and as everyone knows there isn’t a lot there to begin with.

the rest of the evening i felt like shit for being semi-cruel. had this particular man not been in a wheelchair i wouldn’t have given it a second thought. i suck.

someone told me yesterday that if you do something for 21 days it becomes a habit that can’t easily be broken. i call bullshit.

so, to test the theory i’m going to go to the gym for 21 days straight, rather than my “once in a while when i’m bored” current gym habit. and because i hate going alone i’m trying to talk marky into taking part.

it’s funny the things i’ll do out of pure spite.

this weekend lo, my friend aimee’s daughter, had a family birthday party. trying to figure out what to buy a seven year old when you don’t have one isn’t easy. so i picked the toy i’d like to play with the most: a kid’s airbrush tattoo kit. i can’t wait for my pink tribal arm band!

when i was in the bathroom i couldn’t help but notice an empty beer bottle alongside the mouthwash. looks like i don’t have the only family where you have to drink in secret.