The devil in your eyes
Won’t deny the lies you’ve sold
I’m holding on too tight
While you let go
This is casual
When you lay awake at night
Do I ever cross your mind?
‘Cause you still cross mine
If anyone could’ve saved me
It would’ve been you
How come we never even dated
But I still find myself thinking of you daily?
You’re on another path
While I’m stuck in the past
You’re on another path
What’s good can’t ever last
Love, love, love Sombr. He’s probably my favorite new artist discovery this year. He has four upcoming shows in LA, but they’re all after I move back to SD. Also, this kid isn’t even old enough to drink yet, but he sings of heartbreak like he’s been through some shit. Who hurt you? 🥺
On today’s edition of ‘Things I’ve done instead of packing’:
– Watched the Padres shutout the Cubs
– Googled the MLB postseason schedule after the Pads win today to see when the games are tentatively gonna be if they make it to the World Series – my new apartment is 5 blocks away from the ballpark, so I’ll have to go, right? 😜
– Signed up for Puppy Yoga in West Hollywood this weekend – It’s Golden Retriever puppies 😭
– Applied to adopt this dog from California Doodle Rescue bc I don’t have enough going on in my life 😅 I have applied for a handful of dogs at rescues throughout LA, but I never get picked bc there are so many applicants up here.
– Designed a flyer to put up in the lobby of my building so I can possibly sell some of this furniture to my neighbors. A guy came by today who was interested in switching units within the building and told me he liked how I decorated the place. When people ask me what my interior design style is (absolutely no one has ever asked me this), I say it’s Mid-Century Modern Moo Deng 😆
So far, I’ve only packed 2 boxes – my crystals and everything displayed on my shelves, and all the booze off my bar cart. Thinking I should’ve ended with these boxes – I could use the crystals and booze right now 😅
Stay a little longer, take a little longer
To pack up your bags, you’re movin’ too fast
Make me wanna hate you, so I don’t have to miss you
Oh, make a mistake, so someone’s to blame
Please, won’t you stay, stay a little longer, babe?
Tell me that you need me, tell me that I’m loved
Tell me that I’m worth it, and that I’m enough
Don’t know who you think you’re kidding, babe
Yeah, you’re not the same, not the same
If we had good days and light on our side
But you fucked up and you know that I’m right
I don’t know who you think you’re kidding, babe
Yeah, you’re not the same, not the same, not the same
Actual footage of me packing while listening to Rosé:
File under ‘Things I’m doing instead of packing’: Eating cold pizza and Google street viewing my new apartment to see if you can see my balcony from the street, so I can decide whether or not to Amazon Prime that life-sized skeleton in my cart.
Instead of actually doing stuff on my checklist, I photoshopped a checklist so I can check off all the easy shit I already did 😅 Anyway, I’m doordashing pizza tonight and wearing no pants if anyone wants to come over and keep my ass on task.
You guys, I learned how to swim here as a kid! A Scare Trail through an abandoned amusement park from the 80s? Can’t be scarier than the Terrifier Haunted House at Halloween Horror Nights at Universal Studios, right? 😅 I heard you can choose between a ‘wet’ or ‘dry’ path this year 😳 Ya, I’m moving the week of Halloween, so I think I’ll be too busy to choose any of those paths 😅
You can barely walk in Venice Beach without tripping over a scooter that’s been haphazardly left on the sidewalk.
My balance has been off since the stroke – I fell at the Heart & Stroke Walk last weekend before the walk even started LOL bc I was trying to take a picture next to my name that the kids put on the Tribute Tree, but they put it so low to the ground 😅 Although, I’m not sure if I couldn’t get that low bc of the stroke or bc I’m not in my 20s anymore – These can’t be the same knees that brought me to the window and to the wall 🤣 I would never get on an electric scooter when my balance is so questionable!
Pammie’s husband’s childhood friend died yesterday after an e-scooter accident. She was in her 40s, the youngest of three children and the only daughter. The accident happened last week, and she woke up the next day feeling off. She went to the ER and was told she had a brain bleed. My sister’s husband just visited her in the hospital last weekend and she seemed fine… She had surgery, and they just couldn’t stop the bleeding 😔
I remember years and years ago, my friends and I rode bicycles downtown. This guy, Mark, was wearing a helmet, and Trace was like, ‘Helmets are for nerds!’ and he was like, ‘Helmets save lives.’ In California, adults 18+ are not required by law to wear a helmet while riding a bike or scooter. Please wear one if you do get on a bike or scooter. You might look like a nerd, but at least you’ll be a nerd who’s alive…
Update: I always share my work chats with the girls. ‘Panties’ is where I draw the line, y’all. Contrary to popular belief, your girl does have some boundaries 😆
This does not bode well for my move exactly one month from today 😅
When I first moved into my current building (13 years ago!), the one elevator wasn’t working. I hired movers, so they had to deal with carrying all my shit to the top floor. The landlord assured me the elevator would be fixed soon, but I ran into a neighbor who told me the elevator had been out of service for THE PAST TEN MONTHS 😳 I went to take a shower later that day to wash off the grime of moving in, and I had no hot water! My asshole landlord (yeah, I’m talking to you, Leonard!) let me move in to an apartment that wasn’t ready. I had to shower in a vacant unit on another floor on the other side of the building for two weeks while they fixed my pipes. After the elevator kept breaking down, my landlord was too cheap to fix it, so he sold the building and my new landlord was great! He had the elevator fixed, removed the popcorn ceiling from my unit, upgraded my bathroom, replaced my ceiling fan, microwave, refrigerator… He even told me, ‘It has always been a pleasure working with you. I wish you nothing but the best in your future!’ when I put in my notice earlier this week. He probably just ChatGBT’d what to say when a tenant puts in their notice, but it’s more than my previous landlord ever did.
The east side elevator on 14th St is actually closer to my new unit than the main elevator, so I was gonna have the movers use that elevator anyway. Silver lining 😅
I’m abandoning my clear obsession with Mid-Century furniture (JK, I’m just moving to another apartment and buying new Mid-Century furniture that fits the space better). Anyone interested in buying some of it? Everything comes fully assembled, if that helps sway your decision at all – If you’d rather test your relationship by trying to assemble furniture together, I’ll just pray for you, I guess 🙏🏼
Full disclosure: All items are pick-up only in LA (Redondo Beach). I live on the third floor of my building, but there’s an elevator. You’ll need a second person to help you carry most of this shit to your car, so please bring a friend bc I ain’t the one 😅 Prices are already heavily discounted and firm.
West Elm Mid-Century Adjustable Curtain Rod
Price: $60 (retails for $149)
Condition: Like new. Put it up once and never touched it again. Smoke-free home.
Dimensions: 44″-108″
Finish: Carbon/Antique Brass
Nathan James Tamlin Wall Light Fixture (comes with light bulb)
Price: $40 (retails for $75.99)
Condition: Like new. Smoke-free home.
Features: Renters rejoice! Meet Tamlin, our plug-in wall light perfect for reading nooks, living rooms, and bedsides. Extending from a circular wall plate is an elegant vintaged brass finish metal arm with a matte black round bell shade. Its articulating feature allows you to direct the light left or right and is dimmer compatible, for those nights you can’t put your book down. This wall light is a must-have for small spaces, apartments, and townhomes and can be placed in your favorite spot without worry thanks to the included cord cover.
Finish: Antique Brass/Matte Black
West Elm White Sheer European Flax Linen Curtains, Set of 4
Price: $100 for the set of 4 (retails for $436)
Condition: Like new. Smoke-free home.
Dimensions: Each panel – 48″ (W) x 89″ (L)
Features: Woven from premium flax and washed for a luxe, lived-in look. Adds lightweight texture to windows. Soft drapery lets in bright, gently diffused light. Crafted in a Fair Trade Certified™ facility.
Ikea Mongstad Mirror
Price: $100 (retailed for $200 – now discontinued and highly coveted according to the internet)
Condition: Like new. Put it up once and never touched it again. Smoke-free home.
Dimensions: 37″ (H) x 75″ (W) x 2″ (D)
Features: This large versatile mirror can be used in several ways. You can lean it against a wall or hang it both vertically or horizontal. I hung it horizontally with two screws and a prayer, and it has stayed up for 13 years through several California earthquakes.
Walker Edison Xuma Modern Armless Low Back Counter Stool, Set of 2
Price: $60 for set (retails for $159)
Condition: Like new. Used mostly for decor only.
Features: Upholstered in high-quality synthetic leather for a stylish and easy-to-clean finish. Sturdy steel legs provide reliable support and enhance the modern design.
Dimensions: 34 1/2″ (H) x 19″ (W) x 22″ (D)
West Elm Curved Terrace Nightstand
Price: $100 (retailed for $199, now discontinued)
Condition: Like new. Smoke-free home.
Dimensions: 24″ (H) x 19″ (W) x 15″ (D)
Features: The goes-with-anything Antique Brass finish is easy to integrate into modern and traditional decors alike. This airy nightstand’s bottom shelf is mirrored, reflecting up toward the wide, tempered glass top.
Opalhouse Mid-Century Touraco Dresser
Price: $100 (retailed for $260 unassembled – now discontinued)
Condition: Top wood has imperfections on the bottom right where my iPad got stuck to it on a hot summer day 🤪 (shown above), but you can cover the top with a cool Mexican blanket like I have 💃🏻 Otherwise in great condition.
Features: Decorative 3-drawer dresser keeps things stored in style. White and brown colors create an eye-catching look perfect for any space. Neutral colors blend seamlessly with any color scheme.
Condition: Barely used, was mostly for decor only, wood has normal wear and tear
Features: Molded plywood shell crafted from natural real veneer Walnut. The molded shape is designed for comfort, with dense 1″ thick foam pads providing extra comfort with a low profile. Padding is upholstered in genuine Harris Tweed in Sunshine Yellow. The base is made from welded steel fabricated in-house, powder-coated in satin black. The solid wood rocker skids are durable and crafted from solid wood for a smooth rocking motion.
Dimensions: 35″ (H) x 30″ (W) x 30″ (D)
Mid-Century Modern Side Table
Price: $60
Condition: Like new
Features: Made in LA. Brown wood with 12″ hairpin legs made of welded steel.
Dimensions: (Overall) 19″ (H) x 20″ (W) x 14.5″ (D)
Round Wood Boho Design Wall Storage Bamboo Shelf
Price: $60 (retails for $149 on Wayfair)
Condition: New in opened box, never been used. Smoke-free home.
Features: Large 31″ Round Frame – This spacious round wall shelf lets you display photos, candles, and plants without clutter, helping you keep your room stylish and organized. Natural Bamboo & Wood Build – Crafted with eco-friendly bamboo and wood, this boho wall decor adds warmth and texture while providing durable wood wall storage. Versatile Home & Office Use – Whether mounted in a bedroom, living room, or office, this round wall shelf enhances any space with charm and practical functionality. Two-Tier Storage Design – With two wide shelves, this bamboo shelf solves the problem of small-space storage, giving you plenty of room for daily essentials or decor. Timeless Boho Style – The handcrafted woven look and natural brown finish offer a unique boho wall decor piece that effortlessly uplifts modern, rustic, or eclectic interiors.
Dimensions: 31″ (H) x 31″ (W) x 5″ (D)
LG Smart Dual Inverter Portable Air Conditioner with 10000 BTU Cooling Capacity, 500 sq. ft. Cooling Area, in White with Sliding Door Kit
Price: $300 includes sliding door kit (retails for $649 without sliding door kit)
Condition: Like new
Features: Saved my life during The Great Heat Wave of 2022. Works fast to cool down my 500 sq. ft. studio. The LG DUAL Inverter air conditioners are the best in cooling innovation. This ultra quiet unit operates at 44 dB in sleep mode, almost as quiet as a library. In addition, the DUAL Inverter allows the unit to operate efficiently saving you as much as 40% on energy costs. 3 cooling and fan speeds and a 24 hour timer allow you to create a cooling schedule to suit your needs. The auto-swing air vent helps direct the flow of air where It is needed most whether cooling, dehumidifying or just circulating air. If there is a power outage, the auto restart feature will automatically turn your unit back on when power is restored. Other features include a remote control, easy rolling casters, removable/washable filter and a check filter alert.
Dimensions: 30.43″ (H) x 19.41″ (W) x 18.11″ (D)
Ikea Kivik Sectional Sofa
Price: $300 (retails for $1399 unassembled)
Condition: Used, but still firm. Some light discoloration in the fabric on the bottom right corner of the chaise (pictured)
Features: Very comfortable. Guests say it’s more comfortable to sleep on than most beds! Can be disassembled for easier transport. The chaise can be separated from the two-seat piece, and so can both arm rests on either side. Since chaise can be separated, it can go on the left or right side of the sofa, whichever suits your space best. Fabric covers are removable, machine washable, and can be changed. Pet and smoke-free home.
Dimensions: 32 5/8″ (H) x 110 1/4″ (W) x 64 1/8″ (D)
This is how the sofa arrives if you order it unassembled from Ikea. You’re welcome.
My mom asked me if the bestie texted me to join their Survivor pool, and I was like, ‘WTF? No!!!’ The way they play is they just draw names before the season starts, and if one of their players win at the end, they win the pool. I once won the Survivor pool without ever watching a single episode 😅 My mom actually watches the show and has joined their pool several times before, and they only needed one extra person, so I didn’t make the cut this season (my mom is the only non-relative!). Oh, well. Joke’s on you, bc when I logged into Paypal to pay my mom’s dues (I haven’t used Paypal in years, probably, and even had to reset my password bc I didn’t remember what it was), I had nearly $900 in there! I don’t even know where it’s from bc you can only check your transactions from the past two years, and it was from before that 🤑
I gloss over my stroke, but I hear so many stories of people both older and younger than me who weren’t as lucky. I’m fortunate I can still speak (albeit delayed), walk, drive, work (design on the computer), shower by myself again, cut my own nails… things I def took for granted. Before the stroke, I’d never stayed overnight at a hospital, let alone a whole week, and my doctor visits were few and far between. I’d never had surgery, and I had two that week – one on my birthday! S/O to Nicholas at Torrance Memorial who sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to me on the operating table, right before he shaved my chocha 😅 Now I see my PCP every few months to make sure i’m not regressing.
Anyway, I’m (mostly) happy to still be here 😅 Pammie has been my biggest advocate since the stroke, and took care of me for over a year while I recovered. She works for iRhythm – a company that detects cardiac arrhythmias through a medical device, and her work participated in the Heart & Stroke Walk this morning. She invited me to join to celebrate being a stroke survivor ✊🏼 She surprised me by making us shirts (Jessie came up with the tagline bc everyone knows I love Young the Giant – Christine suggested we wear The Strokes band shirts LOL, but Pammie thought it wasn’t very PC – next year!), and they all surprised me by showing up this morning 🥹
I don’t really tell anyone about having the stroke unless I have to. It’s not something I ever posted about on socials for sympathy. Unless you’re one of the 3 people who still reads this blog after 20 years (hi, Shirley May 👋🏼), are a relative, a good friend, or someone I’ve seen in the past couple years since the stroke and I felt compelled to explain why my voice sounds like this now, you wouldn’t really know about it.
Labs and More Rescue (where Jess and Abe got Milo) had a booth with the cutest pups up for adoption 🥹
Post-walk pan dulce cart and chilaquiles (@ Cocina 35)
To everyone who has been a part of my road to recovery, whether it’s making sure I eat better, go on walks with me, sent me flowers, or simply just asked how I was doing, thank you 🙏🏼 To everyone else (who knew about it and said nothing), eat a bag of dicks!
When the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris was nearly destroyed by a fire in 2019, people donated almost 1 billion dollars for its restoration. I was telling Pammie about it, bc she never knows what’s going on in the world – she doesn’t watch the news bc shit is depressing most of the time. I also had to explain to her what happened in Waco, you guys. Anyway, I was telling Pammie that almost 1 billion dollars was raised to restore Notre Dame, and she was like, ‘1 BILLION?!’ and I was like, ‘Yeah, 1 billion,’ and she was like, ‘Srsly, 1 BILLION?!’ and I was like, ‘Yeah… 1 billion,’ and she was like, ‘1… BILLION?!’ and I didn’t want to keep repeating myself, so I raised my pinky up to my mouth like Dr. Evil and we were laughing for 100 years 🤣
So now, whenever I see this Austin Powers reference being used, I always send it to her:
I got in my car to pick up Nori for lunch (she has to drive to the office every day and lives in the OC, so I always offer to drive since I live so close to the office and WFH). I hadn’t driven my car since I got home Sunday morning. My car alarm wasn’t working, so I had to manually open the car with an actual key like it was the 1900s 😆 I saw my dome light switch was ‘on’ and my battery was completely drained. This is not the first time I’ve done this. Last time, I left the light on when I was looking for a Mango Hi-Chew that had fallen into the abyss. I called AAA for a jump after work tonight, and thought I would move things along by popping the hood before the guy got there. I googled ‘how to pop the hood on a 2014 mazda3’ to no avail. I mean, the instructions were clear, but it was totally user error 😅 I just ended up with grease all over my hands and a partially popped hood. Luckily, the tech knew what he was doing and was done within minutes. I had to leave the car running for an hour so I just drove around aimlessly, and then it started fucking raining. How apropos 😔
Charlie Kirk was a fucking racist ass white guy who was just a bigoted podcaster at the end of the day who said he didn’t believe in empathy, and certainly will never get any from me.
Also, I have never been a big Disney fan – I’ve only been to Disneyland a handful of times in my life even though it’s literally half an hour away from my apartment. My friend’s mom worked there for 20+ years and the day she retired, they cut off her free Disney+ account – Like, how fucking cheap are you that you don’t provide free Disney+ for life for employees who retired from your company after 20+ years??? I hardly went there as a kid, and I don’t have any kids to bring there now, so it’s not a nostalgic place for me.
Anyway, I can’t believe this is the America we’re living in rn. I’m just gonna leave these here to show what kind of person Trump and Disney are defending:
[Executions] should be public. It should be quick. It should be televised. You could fund the government. You could have like, ‘brought to you by Coca-Cola.’
I can’t stand the word empathy, actually. I think empathy is a made-up, new age term that — it does a lot of damage.
I think it’s worth to have a cost of, unfortunately, some gun deaths every single year so that we can have the Second Amendment to protect our other God-given rights.
A bed frame was just delivered to my new next door neighbor’s apartment. Any inkling he lived with a woman is now null and void, bc a woman would never sleep on a mattress on the floor for 2 weeks.
(Instead of straight up asking him if he’s single like a normal person, I like to create my own narrative based on assumptions).
For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been getting email notifs from KinkyTemptation. Did someone sign me up as a joke? I would never use my government name (marionc) as a handle on such an unserious site, and everyone hitting up my account has been female (your girl is strictly dickly 🍆).
This all started the same day I received my Flintts Mints 🤔
‘You can just move all that’ is something you’ve heard me say if you’ve ever been in my car – Also, if you’re gonna make me drive, you get what you get ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I once got a ticket in DTLA for having expired vehicle registration tags on the first day they expired (July 1st!). My bad, eagle eye! I didn’t even get pulled over for any reason other than expired tags.
Even though I work from home, my phone is almost always dead 😅
Pammie and her husband left for a shotgun trip to Vegas at the ass crack of dawn this morning to watch the MNF Chargers/Raiders game at Allegiant tomorrow. They wanted to get there in time to watch the football games on TV today, plus they left even earlier to chill in the Chase Sapphire Reserve lounge at the airport before their flight.
I slept till a more decent hour, then headed back to LA. There was absolutely no traffic – I usually drive down to SD mid-afternoon (after I’ve gotten my life together) and it always takes me 3+ hours. I barely made it twice through my Deftones playlist before I was already home! 🤘🏼
Jess sometimes gets tickets behind home plate from her husband’s contractor. She invited me to a game last season and our tickets came with access to the Home Plate Club, private access to watch the Padres take batting practice in their off-field batting cage, and complimentary food and drinks. She told me not to eat a hot dog while we were in our seats bc they were behind home plate and we might be on TV LOL, so I scarfed down that wiener in record time off camera in the club lounge 😆
Heart breaks, the heavy world’s upon your shoulders
Will we burn on or just smolder?
Lord Huron – The Night We Met
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
The Fray – Over My Head (Cable Car)
And suddenly
I’ve become a part of your past
I’m becomin’ the part that don’t last
I’m losing you, and it’s effortless
Dashboard Confessional – Vindicated
Vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong
I am right, I swear I’m right
Swear I knew it all along
My wallet: But you’re seeing Mumford and Lord Huron at the Wild Horses festival in December? Me: I’ve actually already seen most of these bands live before. Don’t you know your girl’s a repeat offender? 😜
☑️ Flights booked
☑️ VIP tickets purchased
VIP tickets were nearly $1K, but it’s worth it to have a dedicated seated viewing platform, air-conditioned restrooms, and a private bar. Besides, I have hella Southwest points, so my flights were free, and I’m probably gonna sell my Sunday wristband – Blink 182’s a hometown band, but I don’t think they sound v good live 😅 so I’ll get some of that money back.
The shooter was, as per usual, one of you guys – American, white, republican, and born and raised in Utah.
Just relieved the police have ‘white’-dentified the suspect
I think it’s worth to have a cost of, unfortunately, some gun deaths every single year so that we can have the Second Amendment to protect our other God-given rights.
– Charlie Kirk
How’d that work out for you? 🙄
How ironic that this racist white guy was fatally shot by another white guy in one of the whitest states in America. ‘Just saying.’
I was eating breakfast at a diner in Joshua Tree this morning, and this loud ass old white guy from Texas was on his phone talking about being a Trump supporter and complaining about ‘idiot millennials’ having their phones glued to their hands at all times.
#1 Sir, you’re the only one in this diner full of younger people who is on their phone – and you’re def not a millennial, but probably an idiot! And #2 Can I fucking enjoy my chicken fried steak in peace?!
The Pioneertown Motel is walking distance to where the concert was at Pappy & Harriet’s, so we could hear them doing sound check from our room.
POV: You’re standing behind two of the tallest guys on earth (they were at least a foot taller than me, so 6’7+), and they’re super gay and in love, so they’re all over each other throughout the entire show 🤪
My stems are sore today bc the show was standing room only for 3 hours. Am I getting too old for this shit? (Don’t answer that).
They only had single rooms left, so we had to share a queen bed. I apologized to Mary in advance and told her I sleep like the purple potato 😅 I am who I am ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
We were listening to her playlist on the drive home, and right before this song came on, she was like, ‘Try not to cry.’ I was like, ‘Cry??? Why, is it Bon Iver?’
You silently cry at the end of yoga during savasana one time (partly bc you’re exhausted, but mostly bc they’re playing Bon Iver), and people never let you forget it!
We ate at a diner that Anthony Bourdain once visited 💔 (@ JT Country Kitchen)
I had the country fried steak, which I haven’t had in years since I doordashed it from a Cracker Barrel ghost kitchen and it gave me heartburn 😅 I haven’t had any heartburn or frequent headaches since the stroke – it seems to have cured a lot of my ailments, but 0/10 would not recommend having a stroke 😆
What I typically snack on when I’m driving to SD from LA: Hot Fries and bottled iced coffee from the gas station
What Pammie packs me when I go back to LA: Bottled water and homemade trail mix that she weighs out based on single serving size (freeze-dried pineapples, freeze-dried mangos, roasted unsalted almonds and dark chocolate covered acai berries)
One time, we were going back to her house from my parents’ house, and we stopped at the gas station. I was like, ‘Do we need snacks?’ and she was like, ‘We are 10 minutes away from my house. This ain’t a road trip!’ 😅
It took me nearly 3 hours to drive down to SD on a Saturday afternoon. This entitled asshole in a white Audi kept weaving in and out of traffic. His back bumper was missing, probably bc he drives like a fucking idiot. Then, when I was in the fast lane, this group of moms in a minivan who looked like they were on their way to Disneyland (out of state plates and all wearing visors) tried to cross the double-solid lines from the HOV lane into my lane, and I had to swerve into the next lane to avoid crashing into them. Luckily, no one was in the lane next to me, but the driver gave me a dirty look like it was my fault she didn’t know how to fucking drive!
Driving in LA has def made me a better, more aggressive driver, but I can’t wait to not do this commute anymore…
Toured this apartment in downtown SD last night and it surpassed all my expectations:
A ton of tenants already had Halloween decorations out – I’ve found my people 🖤
Secure garage with gate
Secure elevator that you need a code to use like at a hotel
24-hour fitness center
Rooftop terrace
Pool
Dog-friendly
Didn’t see any children 😆
Limited homeless population – I was worried there would be a ton of homeless people in the area being downtown, but the property seemed relatively safe and secure
Across the street from Quartyard (where I’ve seen concerts), but the apartment I’m looking at is on the other side of the building, so I won’t have to deal with the noise
The apartment I’m looking at faces this construction site – I found out through some light googling that they’re building East Village Green – a community park
ASA Bakery (Japanese pastries!) is in the same building
The property is only 5 blocks from Petco Park (although the Padres’ postseason hopes are dwindling). I did see a bunch of people in Savannah Bananas gear, as they were in town this weekend for Banana Ball at Petco 🍌⚾
The property is also walking distance to Callie, this great resto that Jessie frequents and her husband is in a fantasy football league with the staff 😆 We always get VIP treatment there, and Jess was able to get us a table without reservations even though they were booked for the night.
Mediterranean Feast + much needed drinks with the girls. We try to get together at least once a month, but it’s been a few months despite our daily group chats. Lots of updates all around that were better to discuss in person, not a group chat where screenshots and receipts could be collected 😅 Can’t wait to be back in SD for more nights like this…
I’ve only lived in 3 apartments on my own in this life, and I have a habit of signing the lease for the first apartment I look at. My sister and her husband think I should look around at other neighborhoods before settling on this property, but I’m already in love.
The bestie moved out of El Cajon (and SD) while I was in LA, so there’s no other reason for me to look in East County. My parents are still in Spring Valley and my sister (plus my ex and old friends) live in Chula Vista, so I don’t really wanna be too close LOL. I always said I’d live in North Park if I ever moved back to SD. I liked that it was central, walkable, and dogs are welcome almost anywhere. But I used to see this fuckboi in North Park who lived on Arizona street, and also ended a few situationships there, so I have less than fond memories of that area. My dad actually used to live in North Park before he met my mom, but that was when it was really ghetto he says 😅 Now it’s gentrified, full of coffee shops, breweries and hipsters.
Living downtown never appealed to me before, but I like having nice things now 😆
I bought these mints off Instagram, partly because I’m the ultimate consumer, but mostly because I get severe cottonmouth whenever I take gummies (I only take them when I go to a concert or get anxious – so all the time 😅).
But I just saw this TikTok reel promoting the same product for something else entirely – ‘sloppy toppy’ 😳
When I was little, my mom and her sisters – who were in their 20s at the time – got into a fight with these girls who wouldn’t let my grandma use the water fountain at the park. My uncle took me and the rest of the kids home while my mom and her sisters stood on business LOL. I remember my aunt pulled out their braids and took their watches. I was maybe 6-years-old, but it’s a core memory for me, guys 😆
Don’t mess with the Cuevas ladies… They’re even crazier in their 60s 😂
Scheduled a tour for an apartment in downtown SD this weekend, but also ran into my new next door neighbor today – a tall white guy with two 6yo gray frenchies who are sisters (he got them right before covid, so they’re stage-5 clingers). The first thing I usually notice on a guy is if he’s wearing a wedding ring or not, but I was too busy loving on his sweet dogs in the elevator to notice. Besides, I don’t shit where I sleep (anymore 😅).
One: don’t pick up the phone
You know he’s only callin’ ’cause he’s drunk and alone
Two: don’t let him in
You’ll have to kick him out again
Three: don’t be his friend
You know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning
And if you’re under him, you ain’t gettin’ over him
I got new rules, I count ’em
As I was eating my Hodad’s burger, I saw this burly ass dude sipping on a red fruity yard slush from Frozen Friar like he was at a bachelorette party in Vegas, while his wife was chugging a beer. There are two types of drinkers in the world and these two married each other 😆
Dan (the guitarist) gave us the setlist after the show, Chris (the drummer) gave us one of his drumsticks, several people complimented us on our shirts and asked where we got them bc they were only selling Everclear merch, one took a picture of me, and Doug (the lead singer) pointed out my shirt on the mic! My eyes are up here, Doug Robb 👀 Also, I’m staying in room 1208 at the Willow’s side of the hotel tonight 😜
I posted my shirt and my pic of the setlist to my IG stories, and @hoobastank, @hoobadougroub, and @danielestrin liked and reposted my story 🫠 I can die now. Please invite them to my funeral and have them perform Inside of You ✌🏼
I don’t identify with much of a Capricorn’s traits – I’m idealistic, flighty and irresponsible. But I like to blame things on astronomical phenomenons like mercury retrograde and moon phases – pretty much anything but my own poor life choices 😅
They unexpectedly gave us an extra day off tomorrow for Labor Day, so I’ve been working tirelessly this week to get all my shit done a day early because due dates don’t care about your 4-day weekend 😅 I haven’t left my apartment in 3 days 😵💫 I hear this thud on my balcony and was like, ‘Shit, how windy is it outside?’ I got an email last night about a ‘life-threatening wind storm‘ hitting LA, and thought it was that. I look outside and saw this squirrel knocked over the Birdbuddy that not a single bird has visited in the past month, and now he’s feasting on the fruit and seed mix all to himself. TBH, I’d rather feed the squirrels than the birds, I’ve just never seen them this high before (I live on the top floor).
Here’s a video of a squirrel eating nuts in my parents’ backyard. Yes, we feed wild animals, and yes, I got them that tiny picnic table from Etsy.
Update: I just looked out there and there’s two squirrels now. He told his friends 😆
He’s not wrong – this title had me salivating when I saw it on the album’s track list, and when I finally heard it, it did not disappoint. I have always loved Deftones’ softer shit (even Chino’s side band, †††, is more my usual speed). Sextape, Beauty School, and Minerva are among my favorites, and all on my Deftones playlist, along with a bunch of other songs that could lull adulterous CEOs into an unsuspecting sway 😏
You got a dark side, guess you’re not the only one
What if we both tried fighting what we’re running from?
We can’t fix it if we never face it
What if we find a way to escape it?
Do I just have a thing for animated demons? 😅
Or just all demons?
While we’re on the subject of embarrassing revelations about myself, I was raving about how much I love banana pudding at the Padres game, and my sister was like, ‘Didn’t you used to love the banana cream pie from Coco’s, too?’ I was like, ‘Ya! One time (before the stroke, obviously) I doordashed an entire banana cream pie from Coco’s. As I was eating a slice, I thought to myself, ‘Is this rock bottom?’ 😅
I stayed an extra day at my sister’s, as evident by the Harry Potter bowl, flaxseed in my cereal, and creatine in my iced coffee. I apparently need more protein in my life? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
My grandma loved butterflies. Ever since she passed in 2020, we’d always say it was her visiting whenever we’d see a butterfly. At her funeral, I sent a silent prayer up above, ‘Please don’t haunt me.’ 😅 LOL few things scare me more than ghosts, and she hasn’t visited me in my dreams since…
Anyway, when we heard about this Butterfly Release Memorial Celebration at Liberty Station, we thought it’d be a nice way to honor her. It was cathartic – releasing butterflies, remembering the loved ones we’ve lost, and letting go of all the things not meant for me 🥺
I have been to several Padres vs. Dodgers games (both in SD and LA, both during the regular season and the postseason), and the Padres have never won against the Dodgers in my presence until last night! It was incredible. Thanks to Pammie for buying us tickets in the Agave Club 😘
Jessie and Abe were there with Baby Isaac, and Jess was wearing a City Connect shirt. I was like, ‘How’d you know they were gonna wear their City Connect uniforms tonight?’ And she was like, ‘Because it’s Friday!’ I was today years old when I found out that the Padres always wear their City Connect uniforms at home games on Fridays 😅 If I would’ve known that, I might’ve cricutted a brighter shirt for today.
I saw people watching the game from their balconies in the surrounding buildings and thought, ‘What a cool view.’ Pammie was like, ‘If I bought one of these condos downtown for you to rent, would you move back to SD?’ Um, 100%! I was looking at prices of rentals overlooking Petco and the median was $4,000/month 😵💫 I could afford to live there if I didn’t do any extracurriculars 😅 It was like when I was living in my apartment in La Mesa, but was so poor, all I did was work at my graphic design job during the day, go to art school at night, do my homework at the library because they had free air conditioning, and eat honeydew with a spoon with Shi on hot days. Life was so much simpler back then, but I’m financially stable now 😅 People who make less money than I do have nicer cars, own homes… It all depends on what you want to spend your money on. And I would rather pay for VIP access at a concert or first class on an airplane than own a nice car. I was looking at more affordable rentals (still downtown, but not overlooking Petco), and they were in the low $2,000s/month. That, I would be okay paying. It’s comparable to the rental prices in LA, look much nicer than the apartment I live in now, have in-unit washers/dryers (some asshole hit my parked car at the laundromat last month), and I’d save money in gas not driving back and forth from LA to SD all the time.
My boss recently told our web team (who’s been WFH since the pandemic), that she was talking to our VP about the new buildings our department is moving into soon (the print team has been working in our current office for the past few years. They started building the new offices during the pandemic and people started moving in this month), and his boss (the CEO’s son), doesn’t plan on having the web team come in. I’ve always felt like he thought the web department wasn’t important (we get the revenue reports, and a single one of our emails generated $5 million in revenue last year, so I beg to differ), so I’m not surprised he doesn’t care if we’re in-office or not. Besides, my boss and I are the only ones who live near the office in the South Bay, because we were here before the pandemic. Everyone else is scattered throughout LA (or have moved out of state), and I know they wouldn’t be down to commute. She said it’s not official yet, but something to think about…
I find the office environment very toxic (not all offices, just this department in particular), and I was dreading being in-office again soon. I even made a portfolio in case it was too much and I decided to leave. I’ve lived in LA for 13 years now (I moved here to work at this same company), and it’s never felt like home. Sure, it has good restos, and artists always have shows in LA, but Mexican food in SD will always be superior to Mexican food in LA (fight me), and I’ve gone to more shows in SD this year (it’s always easier than going to the same show in LA), plus most of my friends and family are in SD. If I have the opportunity to still work for an LA company (and make LA money!), but move back home to SD, I should take it, right?
‘Cause sooner or later
This is bound to stop
Come on, let’s savor
What we’re falling for
These shows were rescheduled from January because of the wildfires. I love Young the Giant (understatement of the year), I love when bands perform albums in their entirety, I love the Troubadour, but I hate schlepping to West Hollywood on a Friday night. And when I was looking at ticket prices in January, it was $700 to go to both shows 😵💫 This way, I can save several hundred dollars, and cry sing as loud as I want in the privacy of my own home. Besides, I’m seeing them live in Pioneertown next month ✌🏼
I’m the only one who doesn’t dye my hair in my family. My parents have been box dyeing their grays for years now, and so has my sister who is only 13 months older than me. She usually gets balayage done at the salon and touches up her roots herself. Sometimes my sister dyes my mom’s hair and my mom dyes my dad’s hair. I’m not allowed to dye anyone’s hair – You accidentally mix the developer with the conditioner instead of the color gel once, and people never let you forget it 😅 They would always say how lucky I am that I don’t get grays. I don’t blow dry or straighten my hair, either, I’ve got that stick straight Asian hair that doesn’t hold a curl.
Anyway, when I was brushing my hair the other day, I noticed one hair in my part shining in the light. It was a fucking white hair! I asked Pammie to tweeze it, and she was like, ‘Which one???’
Which one?! I beg your finest pardon?! You guys, I apparently have multiple gray hairs… Am I old? (Don’t answer that).
I love me some salt and pepper on a man, but this is not a cute look for me 👵🏻
Legit almost squeezed some tamarindo in my eye this morning.
In my defense, I had just woken up and wasn’t wearing my glasses. Also, the tamarindo bottle and eye drops bottle are v similar in color. Whenever I’m working, IDK how many times I’ve opened Spotify when I meant to open Excel (both green icons) or opened iMovie instead of Teams (both purple icons).
Is there a term for people who confuse similar colors? I’m not color blind. At least I don’t think I am 😅 I’ll just keep my Mexican candy in bed with me to avoid confusion 😆
– Prepared to spend the end of the year crying downtown (what else is new?) ✔️
Mumford & Sons – White Blank Page
You desired my attention
But denied my affections
Lord Huron – The Night We Met
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
Jessie’s husband is probably the closest I’ll come to having an actual husband (we have the same birthday, we both hate yellow mustard, and we joke that we’re gonna marry each other after Jessie’s untimely death LOL).
I had a routine mammo done a few months ago, and they said I had to come back for more imaging because one of my breasts looked different compared to last year’s mammo. I rescheduled my appointment twice and finally got in today. Three of my dear friends got diagnosed with breast cancer in the past five years (two are in remission and one just finished chemo), so I was already a little anxious going in.
The lady did my mammo, and told me to wait a bit. She was going to have the radiologist assess my results and see if I need further imaging and/or an ultrasound. I’m waiting by myself in the mammo room for half an hour, fiddling with the ties on my exam gown, thinking the worst as the minutes ticked by. The lady comes back super apologetic for the wait, but everything was fine and I was cleared to leave.
I drove home feeliing lighter than when the day had started, and took my favorite route through PCH 🌴✨
When I got back to my apartment, I ran into my neighbor, Donna, in the elevator. She’s this older lady who has lived in this building longer than I have. I haven’t seen her since before I had the stroke, and I didn’t think she still lived here, but she lives on another floor. She always knows the chisme, and got me up to speed on all the tenants that have moved out and are moving in. She said a new girl was moving into the studio next to mine, but she hasn’t moved in yet. She said, ‘girl’, but Donna’s like 100-years-old, so IDK what she considers young LOL. I asked what happened to the lady who used to live there, and she was like, ‘Oh the deaf lady? She just moved out.’ I was relieved she didn’t die in there, but I felt like an asshole because I never knew she was deaf, and I’ve said, ‘Hi’ to her before to no avail, thinking she was rude 😅
Update: Someone else I love coincidentally also had a mammo follow up today and wasn’t cleared like I was 😔 Hoping for a more positive outcome after her biopsy 🙏🏼
Update: Jessie has season tickets and was seeing if they could upgrade to the Agave Club, since that’s where Pammie got us tickets for Friday’s game in SD against the Dodgers. People are selling their Agave Club tickets for $500+ each on resale sites, and she was telling Pammie she should sell them for profit. The Padres have lost the last three games I attended (all to the Dodgers), so I told her if she wants to sell them, I’d be okay with that. Maybe save that money for the postseason…
My sister and I both got our hair cut one time, and we each got a different stylist, but were seated next to each other. My stylist was talking to me the entire time, and Pammie and her stylist barely exchanged two words. By the end of the cut, my stylist had invited me to her house for Christmas (it was around the holidays). IDK if it’s because my sister has RBF LOL or because I just look friendly, but strangers always talk to me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Another time, I remember taking a long drive with an ex, and by the end of the car ride, I realized I was the only one doing the talking, and I was like, ‘How come you’re not saying anything?’ and he was like, ‘Well, I couldn’t get a word in.’ 😳 My bad for being engaging!
You’ll drive in my car
Just tell me we are going somewhere
Since the stroke, I try not to speak as much. The stroke altered my speech, so it’s delayed and most people have a hard time understanding me. Even when someone is talking, and I have a great anecdote to add that totally relates, I usually refrain from saying it because most people don’t have the patience to hear me try to get it out (including me).
I gave my dad a Birdbuddy last Christmas, and birds would visit it daily. He took it down when my parents went on vacation, and he hasn’t put it back up yet, so I borrowed it and put it on my balcony. It’s been out there for 3 weeks now, and not one bird has visited me 😭 And there’s a thick line of trees in front of my building, too, so I know there’s birds out there.
Anyway, I’m just trying to navigate this post-stroke world, where people and birds aren’t attracted to my energy anymore 😅
Update: NM, I’m good with no birds ✌🏼
Pammie and her husband always complain about the birds waking them up at an unholy hour, too – it’s not the dulcet tones of birds chirping, either, it’s something more akin to this Tyler the Creator bullshit 😆
Who needs Dodger Stadium when you can doordash Buffalo Wild Wings, make homemade garlic fries, get beer at the corner liquor store, and watch the game on your home theater projector???
It’s common knowledge that food tastes better when served in a coffin-shaped tray ⚰️🖤
Yes, the beer is Fistful of Gummies (by Second Chance Beer Company in SD), and yes, your girl loves a fruity sour. Someone once asked me for gum, and I only had the candy-flavored variety—Sour Patch Kids Gum and Starburst Gum. He was like, ‘Are you an adult???’ LOL get off me…
You can say ‘I love you’ in Helvetica, and you can say it with Helvetica Extra Light if you want to be really fancy, or you can say it with the Extra Bold if it’s really intense and passionate.
I watched this typography docu, Helvetica, in art school, and it has stuck with me after all these years.
Coincidentally, Jessie DM’d me this reel today and was like, ‘Is this you’ 🤣
💯 this is me, and I would totally do the same – screenshot the logo, open it in Photoshop, zoom in and drag the guides to see if the letters are properly aligned.
You guys, IDK why I’m single when there are clearly other like-minded lunatics out there like me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
The devil in your eyes
Won’t deny the lies you’ve sold
I’m holding on too tight, while you let go
This is casual
Obsessed.
Sombr has a few upcoming sold out shows in LA, but the cheapest I can find a ticket for is $300+ on StubHub. I usually buy my concert tickets in pairs, even if I don’t know who I’m going with yet, but I don’t think I’ll find anyone who would pay that much to see this guy. This is also why I go to John Mayer concerts by myself 😆
My favorite sandwich spot (All’Antico Vinaio) and bakery (Levain) in NYC are now both on Abbott Kinney Boulevard. We were walking behind this woman wearing a flowy dress, and some dude passes by and tells the woman, ‘OMG, you look like a goddess!’ He walks past me and Mary, and it was *complete silence* LOL. I looked down at my outfit (Moo Deng shirt, leggings and Vans), and asked her, ‘Do I not look like a goddess in this?’ 😅
My car was parked on the street, and I saw someone smiling and taking a picture of my bumper sticker, and the cashier at Jeni’s Splendid Ice Creams told me she loved my Moo Deng shirt, so I got my validation in the end 😆
I’ve only been to two of these stadiums (SD + LA), but can confirm, Petco Park is awesome ⚾💛🤎
Dodger Stadium is nothing to write home about – It’s in DTLA, and it sucks driving there no matter what time or day the game is. It doesn’t highlight local restos like Petco does – I usually just get a doyer dog, beer, garlic fries, Dole Whip… LOL standard baseball stadium fare. You would think LA would renovate the stadium since the Dodgers have made it to half the World Series in the past decade, and they built the Rams/Chargers and Clippers new stadiums, but Dodger Stadium feels dated (like Jack Murphy Stadium vibes if you were around SD in the 1900s 😆). And it’s ranked 10/30… What do 11-30 look like? 😅
Update: #1 MLB stadium in the league and now #1 in our division! LFGSD ⚾💛🤎
Pammie: [talking about work] And PWC suggested our monthly meeting could be in person just because they want to work out of our office at the beach once a month, but I could tell everyone who WFH wasn’t down with that. So I was like, ‘Maybe it could just be on an ad hoc basis’… Me: What’s that mean? Ad hoc? Pammie: Like, ‘sporadic’… Me: Say less.
When I say, ‘explain it to me in terms I’ll understand’, this is what I mean 😆
I used to get headaches all the time before the stroke (I’d take Excedrin Migraine on the daily), but I can count on one hand how many headaches I’ve gotten after the stroke (once when I got Covid, and another time when I moved back to LA and weirdly got my period twice that month). I had a migraine last night around 8p, took some Excedrin, and slept with an ice pack. I forgot Excedrin has caffeine in it, so I laid in bed wide awake till like 2 in the morning winning imaginary arguments in my head. According to my health app, my period is starting soon LOL, so hopefully that’s the culprit. If it’s something more serious, welp, it was nice knowing (most of) ya 😅
…or me when my work bestie told me she has to go to the Ai4 Conference in Vegas this week 🥵 I’ll just be working out of my air conditioned apartment in my chonies, thank yew…
When it’s hot as balls outside (80° is hot to this socal girlie), you run the A/C and make some cold Greek Israeli Couscous Salad. Jessie used to make this for me all the time after I had my stroke 🥹
1 package (10 oz.) red grape tomatoes, sliced in halves
1 can (15.5 oz.) garbanzo beans
1 can (14 oz.) quartered artichoke hearts
1 large cucumber, sliced and quartered
1 cup diced red onion
1 cup Primal Kitchen Dressing & Marinade, Greek
4 tablespoons toasted pine nuts
Instructions:
In a medium pot, mix 16 oz. Israeli (Pearl) Couscous and 2 tablespoons of extra-virgin olive oil. Toast over medium heat, stirring frequently, until some of the pieces of couscous get brown in color. Add 3 cups water and 1 teaspoon kosher salt. Bring to a boil, cover, turn heat down to low, and simmer for 10 minutes, or until all the water has been absorbed (stir every so often to prevent sticking).
When the couscous is done, put it in a colander and run cold water over it until pearls are cool. Put it in the fridge as you prep the other ingredients.
Add all remaining ingredients to a large bowl and add the couscous. Gently mix it so everything is coated in the Greek dressing, and keep it chilled in the fridge until ready to eat.
My sister’s in a fantasy football league with our old friends from when we were kids, and their draft is today. It’s horrifying funny they haven’t changed since high school 😅
The Party City that closed down unexpectedly earlier this year across from my sister’s house has been vacant since, but now is a Spirit Halloween store 🎃
How early is too early to put up Halloween decorations? I want to propel a skeleton from my balcony, but my apartment faces the main street. The apartment next door to me is still vacant, and I don’t want to scare away any potential tenants. Or maybe I’ll just attract a really cool one 😈
I already have this door hanger up year round.
And wear this shirt year round.
And this one.
Update: Just added this shirt to the collection yesterday. Boys, try not to fall in love with me ⚰️🖤
Update: This is how far I got before I started questioning my puzzle-solving abilities… Hopefully, I’ll be done by the time I’m on social security 👵🏻
We had a department puzzle competition at work once, and I thought we were doing so well. My intimate relationship with candy surprisingly did not give my team a leg up on the competition even though the puzzle was candy bar-themed, and we placed 9th out of 10th place 😅 Each person on the winning team won $500 each, while I just got a sore lower back from bending over for 2 hours and a consolation bag of cat farts.
Were you lying all the time?
Was it just a game to you?
But I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
This song is haunting me. First, it played on the last episode of The Summer I Turned Pretty (even though this song came out long before these kids were even born). Then, I heard it on the radio on Resurrection Sunday. Then, I heard it used on an IG reel.
This is probably my favorite Cranberries song 💔 followed closely by Zombie 🧟. And When You’re Gone. And Dreams. Damn, Dolores! You are missed…
My sister doesn’t usually drink (she has plenty of other vices LOL). She’s one of those Asians who turns bright red after a sip of Martini and Rossi. She does enjoy an espresso martini every once in a while (even though she normally doesn’t like coffee or vodka, but apparently mixed together is her sweet spot).
All that to say, she went to a party last weekend where she brought a bottle of Blanton’s Bourbon Whiskey, because it was the birthday girl’s favorite. Pammie tried it and said it was so smooth. I love a good cocktail, and I always tell Pammie, ‘You can’t even taste the alcohol’ and she can always taste it. Problem is, I like the taste of alcohol 😆
One NYE in my 20s, I drank so much Jack Daniel’s, I was throwing up well into the next year. I’ve been turned off by straight up whiskey since (though I don’t mind it in sangria), but I’m willing to partake in some Blanton’s if my sister likes it.
Let’s have a toast for the douchebags
Let’s have a toast for the assholes
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerk-offs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
My boss always puts me in charge when she’s out of office because I’m the most senior web designer after her. Her name is Gaye, so I’ll be Gaye until noon 😆
Look at this fucking keto turmeric fried egg with baked kale gratin 👀
When I first had my stroke, I stayed at my sister’s house. I ended up staying there for a year and a half as I relearned how to speak, how to walk without falling down, how to take a shower by myself, how to cut my own nails, how to drive… I would sleep most of the day and was scared to eat like I used to before the stroke (grab snacks at the fucking gas station, doordash takeout for breakfast, lunch, and dinner), so I would meal prep healthy shit and Jessie and Christine were saviors, making and sending me healthy meals (I discovered a love for Israeli couscous and a hatred for overnight oats). Pammie and her husband still ate junk food, but they would always wait till I went to bed and would never eat it in front of me so I wouldn’t feel bad.
Now the roles are reversed, and Pammie has been on a gluten-free, dairy-free and soy-free diet for months now bc of her thyroid. She’s been doing so well and has dropped hella weight. She also exercises daily. She’s starting a keto diet this week, so I said I would join her. Been feeling blah lately, so maybe this is just what I need. I read that a routine can help you feel in control of your life, so instead of fixating on things I can’t control, I can focus on this. Now I’m not going completely keto, I still have plans to have dinner and dessert in Venice later this week… A girl has to make some concessions, after all.
Let’s get some fuckin’ french toast. And beer braised short rib hash. And lobster claws. And crab legs. (@ Tom Ham’s Lighthouse)
Pammie is starting a keto diet tomorrow, so I said I would join her. I like to carboload before starting any new fad diet that restricts my carb intake 😅
I’ve lived in SoCal all my life, and I often forget how beautiful it is here…
We ran into this girl outside as we were leaving who was talking about how she lives in Denver, and they have softball-sized hail. She got a weather alert before she went to work, so she just uber’d there to avoid dealing with the the hail storm while her coworkers’ cars were pelted beyond repair.
Another time, I remember my ex was working on a car, and there was an ice scraper tool in the backseat and I had no idea what it was. Apparently, it snows in East County ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
My friends (who used to live in SD) were visiting from the east coast last month, and I had my A/C on. It was only 75° outside, and they were freezing. They were saying it’s been hot as fuck in North Carolina, above 90° with 70%+ humidity. I was like, ‘What’s the humidity here?’ She looks at her weather app, and is like, ‘Fucking ZERO.’ 😅
Pammie and her husband are at a birthday party for my ex’s ex-girlfriend (she married my sister’s husband’s childhood friend). My sister asked me if it bothered me that she was friends with my ex’s ex, and she said she wouldn’t hang out with her if it does, but it really doesn’t bother me at all. She’s a nice girl who just happened to date my high school boyfriend before he dated me and that was over 20 years ago. My ex actually married my cousin’s friend from high school, and my sister is in a fantasy football league with his wife and old mutual friends of my ex of which I’m also unbothered.
I still made some comfort jambalaya and ate it alone on my sister’s rooftop ruminating over all my life choices 😅
My work has a line of kids’ shoes with air tags in them. This would’ve been useful when I was a toddler and my mom lost me at the swap meet. I mean, she eventually found me playing by myself in one of those plastic kiddie pools 😆
I was eating lunch with Nori and the resto had one of those kids’ play places. All the kids had taken off their shoes and were running around barefoot. My first thought was, ‘Gross. How often do they clean those play places?’ My second thought was, ‘Those air tags can’t track them if they get kidnapped with their shoes off’.
I believe that air tags serve a purpose (I have one on my keys, and I think they work well for people with Alzheimer’s who tend to wander off, or inside dogs’ collars), but if you’re gonna put one on your kid, maybe put it on something they won’t take off (like a watch or necklace), or just have them swallow it like Brian’s kids 😂
Girl, won’t you stop your cryin’? I know that you’re tryin’ Everything’s gonna be okay Baby girl, don’t you hang your head low Don’t you lose your halo Everyone’s gonna be okay Baby girl
Maren Morris – cut!
I’m such a pro, put a hell of a show on As soon as I close that door shut
I’m screaming, “Cut!” I need a moment to just let my tears fall where they want Honestly, “Fuck!” I’ve held it in long enough, I gave it all that I got
Maren Morris – this is how a woman leaves ✌🏼
This is where it’s gonna end Not gonna try to be your friend All I want is you to get Out of my heart, out of my head This is how a woman leaves Even though it’s killing me I’ll make it look so easy That even I believe me Go ahead and look me in the eye Go ahead pretend that you’re surprised
Woke up sad. First, I was awakened at an unholy hour bc I could hear my sister on an early morning zoom call. Then, I was catching up on texts and Jessie sent us this video of my favorite sad scene from My Best Friend’s Wedding (a sequel is in the works). Then, I received a message that I left my sunglasses in my Uber drive home last night, so now I have to pay extra and coordinate with him to get them back. 2/10 morning.
Update: My sister had a zoom event for her AAPI group at work, and they made boba drinks. The meeting was led by white girls in NYC who kept calling it ‘bubble tea’, but this passionfruit butterfly pea fruit tea turned out great and she gave me it to drink (yes, she made it in a Harry Potter glass, and yes, today’s his birthday). Morning has been upgraded to 5/10.
I get my nails done every month by my girl Cindy at Chloe Nails. Nothing fancy, just black gel on my short nails so my man hands don’t look so manly 😆 I usually get my brows waxed, too, while I’m there. Cindy was like, ‘Got any plans the rest of the day?’ I was like, ‘Just a party in Murrieta for my cousin’s daughter’s graduation.’ She looked at what I was wearing (my Original Berf shirt, leggings and Vans) and was like, ‘Are you gonna go home first and get dressed up?’
CYNTHIA!
Then, when she was waxing my brows, she audibly gasped and was like, ‘Whoa! That’s a lot of hair.’ I was too busy to see her last month, so my nails and brows were a bit unruly. While Cindy was doing my nails, I looked over and saw this cute puppy listening to Cindy roast my ass 😆
My next door neighbor moved out. She was so quiet, I don’t think she even had a TV. I wouldn’t hear her for weeks at a time, and I’d think she was dead if she didn’t have regular Chewy deliveries at her door (she had a cat who was also quiet as fuck). When I was leaving today, I saw her door open and her apartment empty. I hope she just moved out and didn’t die in there 😅
I’ve lived in this building for 13 years, so I’ve seen a lot of people come and go. My neighbor on the other side of me has lived here longer than me (what’s good, Gloria? 😆 she’s also v quiet). My neighbor across the hall is my building manager (his name is Michael Douglas LOL no relation to the actor), and he and his wife have a golden retriever and are pretty quiet.
When they were removing the popcorn from my ceiling and remodeling my bathroom, I stayed in a vacant apartment on another floor on the other side of the building and it was so loud—people would take calls in the hallway, tenants would fuck with their windows open, someone would play an actual piano… I work from home, so I hear everything. Most of the people who have lived in the apartment next door have been quiet… except this one dude who also worked from home so he was there all day, and mounted his TV to our shared wall, and it was so loud, I could hear what he was watching. He was blasting it at 2am on a weeknight and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I rang his doorbell at 2am, woke up his dogs, and woke him up apparently, because he was sleeping with his loud ass TV on!
Hopefully, whoever moves in next door is more mindful of their neighbors (me LOL). It’s a studio identical to mine, if anyone’s looking for a rental in the South Bay and has $2,350 to spare each month 😅 I’m a great neighbor—I don’t own a TV (just a projector with a soundbar that’s far away from any shared walls), I don’t have a piano or any instruments, and I don’t fuck with my windows open (my windows don’t open 😜).
Nori and I went to Go Go Curry inside Tokyo Central for lunch, then hit up the Japanese market afterwards to stock up on snacks (Hi-Chews, shrimp chips, and they had the sandwiches I’d eat multiple times daily from the 7-11 when I was in Japan, so I got one to try tomorrow).
Mary asked me if I wanted Bread Head for dinner, so we hit up downtown Manhattan Beach for sandwiches and ice cream at Salt & Straw. I almost killed her by offering her a bite of my Chicken Salad sando (she’s allergic to apples), but not before running into Matthew Stafford (the LA Rams’ QB) and his family. There are always athlete sightings in MB, but I never recognize athletes (although if it was Jimmy Garoppolo, I would’ve recognized his fine ass). Instead, when we were walking to the resto from the car, I was like, ‘Who is this tall ass white dude blocking the sidewalk?’ 🤣
When I first moved to LA, my friends from SD visited and we ate in downtown MB. Marshall Faulk (an ex-NFL player) and his bevy of blondes were seated at a communal table with us. I had no idea who he was, of course, but an old friend who was there with us had been a fan of his since he played for San Diego State. Marshall Faulk was such an asshole to him when he tried to talk to him, though! Hey man, only me and my friends are allowed to be assholes to our friend! Ha.
I was at Costco once holding a bag of torta bread, and this huge white guy was like, ‘Where did you find that?’ He was definitely an athlete, but I didn’t recognize him. I told him where I got the bread and he had toilet paper in his cart, so I was like, ‘Do you know where the toilet paper is?’ 😳 (Yes, I replay this embarrassing moment in my mind often).
All that I know is I don’t know
How to be something you miss
Chel asked me if I watched The Summer I Turned Pretty, and I hadn’t. She knows I’m a sucker for a good soundtrack, and she sent me a clip with a nostalgic song that sent her back to a time before the life she has now. It made me want to watch the series, and I’ve been crying for the last few days 😅 There are a lot of songs from my youth on the soundtrack that came out before these kids were even born, but there’s also entirely too many Taylor Swift songs (I googled why because it was a ridiculous amount). It’s an otherwise heartbreaking coming-of-age story about falling in love for the first time and the grief that comes with it.