lauralh: (cynical or sarcastic)
Saturday evening Dougie and Joe dropped by, and we took them to BalMar. They liked, but I had been drinking more mojitos and the third drink of the night kind of spoke to my stomach. It said "Stomach, let's produce a looot of acid. I mean, a loooot of acid." So I kind of had to run home after only half my drink and swig the Pepto. Of course an hour later I had another mojito, although only half of what I'd been making earlier.

Not much else happened, they left to go to some party and we went to EN, left, picked up Kim and Ashley and went back. And then back home. I read comics for a few hours then went to sleep. I convinced Reg that instead of getting a new liquor cabinet, we could simply use the fucking cabinet I got years ago that he was using to keep printer paper in. We re-arranged things and voila. Next day I woke up and made bacon, cut up an apple and some Beecher's cheese. Then we went for a walk. The plan was for me to buy Reg's late Valentine's present; originally I was going to get him ski boots, but he decided he'd rather have something from Blackbird.

But first we bought tea. I hadn't been in the tea house before. It's pretty nice, although there's no sofas or anything cozy like that. We bought 3 kinds of tea: white, green/jasmine, and oolong. I can't remember if I mentioned that he bought a teapot here for my Valentine's present. Although he gets a lot more use out of it than I do. And so then we treaded on to Blackbird, where we hadn't been since the remodeling. All you guys who have big chests, btw, the large and x-large sale racks have a lot of shirts and crap. He almost got a pair of pants but at the last minute we got this hoodie instead. I'm not a big fan of designer hoodies but I do like them if they have designs on them. This one had the crest of the designer or something.

Then we went to Second Ascent for a while, and then the Farmer's Market. Or vice versa. I got these "caveman" snack bars that look pretty good. If I hadn't spent 80 bucks at Fred Meyer the previous day I'm sure we would have dropped more cash, but as it was Reg got a Boar's Head hot dog and that was that. We sat at a cafe for a while then headed home. It was really nice temperature-wise but of course it started drizzling as we headed home, and a few minutes later it was pouring. So we just headed to Best Buy and Target to pick up a few things. Reg got Season One of Mr. Show, but we could only watch about 15 minutes of the first episode. It was so fucking horrible.

ah well

Jan. 30th, 2004 09:56 am
lauralh: (cynical or sarcastic)
Once again I walk into work armed with cookies, and once again I am defeated. This time by the four open boxes of various Krispy Kreme Donuts. And I'm like "Well.... if you insist." I grab a crueller and reach in the fridge for a diet Pepsi. But there are no diet Pepsis. Only regular and caffeine-free diet Pepsis. And I'm starting to panic, but I remember I have a single packet of green tea left, and brew it. I then have the brilliant idea of mixing it with the caffeine free shit to make a concoction with caffeine. Because this is the whole point of the exercise. I wanted something cold and fizzy with caffeine. The resulting beverage tastes a little much like green tea, and of course mixing hot tea with cold soda makes it go lukewarm. If I try it again, I will first use a sweeter tea. And then wait for it to go cold. This is a lot of trouble, so I probably will not try it again.
lauralh: (oxygen gets me high)
i feel wasted. I shouldn't have had all those chocolate-covered espresso beans, they prevented sleep and now I just feel drained. I should have taken some 5-HTP.

i fell asleep watching Versus last night, and I woke up and it was still going on. I nearly threw a tantrum, I was so upset. It was that bad.
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I'm over halfway through now, just finished the History of Atlantis bit. Stopped to watch part of The Royal Tenenbaums because that movie breaks my heart. Well, at least, the Richie/Margot in the tent with Rolling Stones playing always brings me as close to tears as this cold dead cynical heart can get. It's so John Irving man.
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Last night I told one of the Romanians that I wanted to join a gym, and he seemed utterly confused as to why a girl in my shape would want to do that. I was flattered but told him that I wanted to be able to kick people's asses, and also about the Gwen Stefani stomach goal. Then I made him punch me in the gut (not hard). I'm doing pretty well in the muscular stomach department, though I still have a bit of pudge covering it all.

I drank a shot of Jaeger, sips of an LIT, a rum and Coke and a Vodka Red Bull last night. For some reason this was enough to keep me going till past 5am. Partly I was just wired, happy to be out with the guys, partly I'm sure it was the caffeine. It just affects me so much. I don't know, I mean clearly I have to drink far less alcohol than the guys I hang out with, but I'm expected to drink just as much caffeine?

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