we pulled the trigger, but we forgot to cock

well at least i have a stupid ponytail tan line now. i’ve also got a zit, well two, below my nose, summer zits are the worst.

fil is sick, he stayed home today. i have vanilla and mocha yogurt freezing in the freezer and some blackberries too, i’m going to try and make him a smoothie. rented lars and the real girl last nite (didn’r make it out to brad’s show sorry!) you so need to see it, phenomenal, totally totally totally amazing it is, i have no idea how ryan gosling was able to keep a straight face.

i’m pissed at myself cos i had a wicked zinger post composed in my head last nite just as i was about to drift off and i told myself to get up and write it down, but figured it was so good there’s no way i could possibly forget it. it’s gone. it involved fil and a joke about a refrigerator and a lot of exclamation marks to boot.

i invented a new low fat/carbs soup last nite, beef broth, brocolli, frozen (pre-cooked) chicken breasts, and some sriracha – it was really tasty, reminiscent flavour of bi bim bap or a way healthier kim chi, sans noodles and chemicals.

oh yeah and my new purple/black checked shirt dress thing i just got has three rips in it, the first of which happened at ted’s the nite of mgmt, i spread eagled to get myself up out of the church pew seat and the bottom button tore a bit, and then last nite when i got back from a wine run pulling it up over my head both pockets tore at their top corners WTF not like i’m andre the giant or anything and i know h&m’s shit be a little delicate (cheap), but not THAT delicate. i will consider exchanging it while i stare at my cindy crawford zit in the jazz mirror on the exercise bike right now for 25 minutes.

aw.