I’m Blind!

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shopping online is great.  you get to hop from store to store and view every item without having to do more than click your mouse.  but there is one problem that needs immediate attention. 

let’s say you are shopping and you want to look at pants.  you don’t want to keep clicking “next page” so instead you click “view all.”  but here’s the real question: is there ever a circumstance when you don’t want to view all?  NO! 

i’m greedy and i want to see all of the possibilities.  don’t limit my fashion views, just give me the real deal.  i can handle it.  it should be assumed you want to view all, don’t make me click it.

Quickie

i just made the most rachael ray meal that actually isn’t one yet: steak fajita pasta. 

1. place on water to boil.

2. chop onions and peppers.  pour pasta into pot.

3. saute veggies in a seperate pan.  in the last few minutes add pre cooked (leftover) steak and fajita seasoning (from a packet…cause it’s easy) and toss to combine.

4. drain pasta and toss in pan with veggies.

5. eat and enjoy.

ready for consumption in 15 minutes…i can’t wait 30 minutes to eat.  when i get hungry, i get hungry.

Partying At “The Dome”

the weekend was interesting.  i saw a lot of people i was use to seeing every saturday night at college.  i also saw a few people i wanted to avoid, but failed miserably at.  i tried to just sit there and ignore certain creepers, but apparently i had an inviting look on my face that said “come closer, and put your arm around me.”

the best thing about alumni weekend was experiencing “the dome.”  what a fitting name for an off-campus house, because as dane cook says, ”if you come there you know what the fuck’s up.”  the named dome room is actually the dj booth, the real magical room is the one behind that.  it was like being at a rave: fog machine on overload, lasers, black lights, and loud music.  but the dance floor didn’t really pick up till “i’m on a boat” came on…

shortly after a guy approaches mia madison, “will you dance with my friend he has down syndrome?”  that’s when she got scared, because he was actually something worse: a blacked out lacrosse player.  why weren’t all college parties like this?

Would You Rather…

would you rather say everything that is on your mind or never speak?

I Feel The Adrenaline Moving Through My Veins

in one month it’s just me, mia madison, and britney.  mia once said she could talk in britney lyrics in everyday speech, so for the concert how could we not do it?  and i guess we started practicing early because with alumni weekend looming, it got me and mia madison reminiscing…

 

miamadison: wat about george?

avav: remember how him and my ex roommate kept hooking up even after they found out they were related?

miamadison: hahaha yes. gross.

 

a guy like you should wear a warning…it’s dangerous

 

miamadison: did we ever have a crush on drunk joe?  thats wat betty sue told me. she said we had the “biggest crush on him”

miamadison: i dont believe it.

avav: yeah we did, we thought he was so cute. you don’t remember? we use to get nervous when he would walk into a room

miamadison: hahaha…gross.

 

i get the tingle i wanna mingle, that’s what i want

 

avav: we need to pick out our outfits too.  we have to look good so we don’t have to “dream about all the things that never were.”

miamadison: we should do manicures too. u gotta look good, head to toe

avav: i want to paint mine black or dark purple

miamadison: “french fingertips…something red lips…BITCH IS DANGEROUS”

 

should be a fun weekend. 

 

references were made to britney’s “circus,” “toxic,” “radar,” ”out from under,” and “lace and leather.”

Coolest Thing Since Sliced Bread

this is the coolest thing i’ve seen since napster: Listen To YouTube.com

you can make any video into an audio file.  think about all the  possibilities…

He’s Just Not That Into Me

if guys avoid valentines day like the plague how did i end up with plans? 

well it’s not a date in my eyes, but my friends might think so.  the doctor and i are going to a movie.  he asked if we should do dinner before, but that felt inappropriate in a strange way, so i declined.  is it me or does this just seem odd?

like i said most men will do anything to get out of any sort of valentines day plans.  betty c’s boyfriend is going to hunting to avoid the holiday.  i view that as normal.  getting valentines card from my mom is all i ever want.

but in the end the doctor’s a friend and we’re going to see “he’s just not that into you.”  it reminds me of a time when i was on a date and saw the movie “just friends.”  i think the movie titles say it all.

Interview Me! Interview Me!

i once said that line over and over again in hopes of getting on tv while at patriots training camp, but it didn’t work.  instead i embarrassed my cousin and she told me hush.  well my dream has finally come true.  lemmonex sent me five questions, here is her initial post.

1. What do you miss most about RI?
i miss the mall, federal hill, and thayer street. the mall has nordstroms and even better, nordstrom cafe. if you haven’t eaten there, eat there…you’ll thank me.  federal hill has the best italian food and it makes me feel like the mob still exists. there’s something about that mystery that pulls me in. thayer street carries so many memories. the most embarrassing being the time me and mia madison went to starbucks because we heard our professor went there. hey he was cute, but there was always something not quite right with him.

2. What is your favorite candy?
gummies hands down. swedish fish, sour patch kids, gummy worms/bears, jelly beans, etc.

3. What do you get out of blogging?
i started blogging a year and a half ago. i had to do it for a class, but once it was over i realized how much i liked it and started that’s my prerogative.  i convinced my brother aka dc hero to start one, who had been talking over and over about if it was too much of a loser thing to do with jack the blogging bartender.  i think we’ve all gone in separate directions.  for me, mine is like an open diary: some personal thoughts, moments, and memories.  i would love to be the real life version of carrie bradshaw, and just put all my feeling out there for everyone to read.

4. Name an article of clothing that makes you feel sexy.
i could state the obvious high heels or jeans, but for me it’s all about the hair.  my hair is naturally curly, but it’s rare to actually see it like that. i have the best flat iron known to man. lots of my friends are convinced it should be illegal because it gets to temperatures that aren’t necessarily safe. but in the right hands, it works like magic. if you have a bad hair day, you might as well stay home.  but if it’s good, it’s great.

5. How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
seems like an addiction to me…he’s going to chuck as long as there’s wood to chuck or he gets into dr drew’s rehab.
 

If you’d like to play along, just follow these instructions:
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions. Be sure you link back to the original post.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

When I Hear Valentines Day I Think: Red Velvet and Broken Hearts

 now combine that with a cake competition, because that’s what i spent my time doing on saturday.

two halves of a broken heart on opposite ends of the platter seperate by fire with a chocolate knive stabbed into one side with blood pouring out. 

pretty graphic, but me and my friend, betty crocker felt we had to speak for those without a valentine this year.  if you made a valentine themed cake, what would yours look like?

I Need A Dog

it’s official i need a dog.  ever since my dog died four years ago i wanted another, but now i need one.  i was sitting at home waiting for desperate housewives to come on when out of the corner of my eye i see something small and gray. i turn my head…it’s a mouse “ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

what am i suppose to do?  if i had a gun i would try to shoot it, because there’s no way in hell i’m getting close to that thing.  or if i find it dead, i’m not picking it up because i would be scared it would come back to life just to taunt me.  this is why i need a dog.  max, my old dog, once killed a bunny because he thought it was a toy.  that’s what i need…a dog with a killer instinct.

or i can just get the rat zapper.