From your lips she drew the hallelulah...
Things Of Which I Currently Can't Get Enough:
1) Reading other people's blogs while not writing my own.
2) Charleston: The perfect blend of friendship, delightful delectables, and a faint whisper of racism. Ahhhhh...the South.
3) The Daily Show: Honestly, I would give Jon Stewart a kidney if he asked. No, I'd give him two, and then I'd go roof someone and give him their two as well. When the Daily Show is a rerun, it's like a small piece of me dies. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I feel totally unfulfilled. I can no longer absorb news from anywhere else. Except for Bill Hemmer. He's dreamy.
4) Fitting things in my car: Skis. Nightstands. Goats. 1000 pounds of cashews. You.
5) Risotto: The hushed awe when you mention that you prepared a successful one. The smell wafting through the wretched halls of your dorm-like apartment building.
6) Expensive skin products: They never work. Yet I continue to buy more, spend more. Most recent purchase baited me with catchy packaging that includes the word "Apothecary" on the front. Apothecaries know their stuff. This could be the one.
7) Mr. Brightside by the Killers: So 80s, so heroin chic, so disaffected adulthood.
8) Edamame: So hairy. So full of nutrition. Soon, I'll start having you for breakfast.
9) The Sea of Okhotsk: The double K. Gets me every time.
Things Of Which I Currently Can Get Enough:
1) I-95: You take without giving. We're in a big big fight.
1) Reading other people's blogs while not writing my own.
2) Charleston: The perfect blend of friendship, delightful delectables, and a faint whisper of racism. Ahhhhh...the South.
3) The Daily Show: Honestly, I would give Jon Stewart a kidney if he asked. No, I'd give him two, and then I'd go roof someone and give him their two as well. When the Daily Show is a rerun, it's like a small piece of me dies. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I feel totally unfulfilled. I can no longer absorb news from anywhere else. Except for Bill Hemmer. He's dreamy.
4) Fitting things in my car: Skis. Nightstands. Goats. 1000 pounds of cashews. You.
5) Risotto: The hushed awe when you mention that you prepared a successful one. The smell wafting through the wretched halls of your dorm-like apartment building.
6) Expensive skin products: They never work. Yet I continue to buy more, spend more. Most recent purchase baited me with catchy packaging that includes the word "Apothecary" on the front. Apothecaries know their stuff. This could be the one.
7) Mr. Brightside by the Killers: So 80s, so heroin chic, so disaffected adulthood.
8) Edamame: So hairy. So full of nutrition. Soon, I'll start having you for breakfast.
9) The Sea of Okhotsk: The double K. Gets me every time.
Things Of Which I Currently Can Get Enough:
1) I-95: You take without giving. We're in a big big fight.

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