It’s been raining nonstop, and Milo doesn’t want to go out in the rain and is skeptical of the fake grass pee pad I have on the balcony 😅 This city boi only likes to do his business on concrete 💁🏻♂️
He has been getting up at 4am every morning since I got him last weekend, but he slept until 9am today 🎉
sombr is the perfect rainy day soundtrack 🌧️
sombr – savior
Why’d you have to become a stranger?
You were supposed to be my savior
But I bet you never knew
All my hope was pinned on you
He loves his new toys from Auntie Christine. This nugget is already such a spoiled boi 🥰
We took him to the vet for a wellness check and he did so well. He was a little scared and hid his face in my armpit when the doc was checking his breathing with the stethoscope, but was a good boi overall. The rescue told me he was taken from a hoarding situation, so they weren’t sure how old he was, but said his approximate age was 1. The vet said he’s got all his adult teeth and he is most def not 1 LOL. He’s at least 3, but at most 5.
Milo’s been doing so well at home! He waits till I take him on a walk to go to the bathroom. He’s quiet as fuck, and I’ve only heard him bark twice – both times when I accidentally stepped on him 😅 He’s a stage 5 clinger, though, and has severe separation anxiety. He follows me everywhere, even if I just get up to turn off the light. He doesn’t let anyone but me take him out for walks – My sister tried to take him while I waited in the garage for my aunt to pick something up, and he kept looking back at me while they were walking away, then he got off the leash and ran back to me! Luckily we were in my sister’s community and not a main road. IDK how to fix his abandonment issues when I can’t even fix my own 😅
Full disclosure, this blog might devolve into a Milo tribute site. Fair warning.
For Christmas, I gave all of my cousins and friends who are moms (like literally all of my girl cousins and 99.9% of my friends are moms) a frame with this poem I came across on IG, alongside a picture of them with their kids. Everyone cried. Success ✊🏼
In case you didn’t already know, all my cousins are bitches your girl is thoughtful as fuck 💯
It’s a superstition that eating 12 grapes under the table on New Year’s Eve will bring you the love of your life (at least according to Bretman Rock LOL. Christine also told me that it’s Filipino superstition that if I go to bed with my hair still wet from taking a shower, I’ll go blind LMAO, so IDK what to believe). Anyway, last New Year’s Eve, I ate 12 grapes under the table. And months went by. And I waited. And I waited. And the love of my life never came. And just as the year was about to come to an end, I received a text from this animal rescue in LA that my application was chosen. I have applied for several dogs there since I lived in LA, and I have never once been picked – competition is stiff up there (in all aspects of life!). 13th times a charm 😆
Say hello to love of my life and the goodest boi, Milo 🥰
This pupper was rescued from a hoarding situation and perfect in every way – estimated only a year old (more potential years to share), mellow-tempered, and already potty trained. He was being fostered in West Hollywood, so I went up there to meet him, and the rest is history.
I miss the LA sunsets, but I def don’t miss the LA traffic – It’s 2pm on a Sunday afternoon. Why are we bumper to bumper???
He was so anxious the entire 2+ hour car ride home and didn’t sleep a wink. I got him this $200 orthopedic dog bed, and he just jumped right on my own bed when he got home and finally went to sleep. He knows he’s safe with me now 🥹
I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
Mumford & Sons – I Will Wait
Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow
Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
I’ve seen Mumford & Sons a handful of times in the past 15 years, and I couldn’t get over how skinny Marcus Mumford has gotten. Pammie was like, ‘You think he’s on Ozempic?’ so I leaned over at Jess and was like, ‘Pammie thinks he’s on Ozempic’ and she was like, ‘Abe just said the same thing!!!’ We all agreed that we prefer him chubbier ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
When you get the midnight munchies after the show, and you eat all the chocolate in your purse and air-fried pierogies bc that’s all you have in your fridge.
I’ve never been to a baptism celebration at such a fancy ass resto! Open bar and brunch buffet is how you roll when you have kids in your 40s and are financially stable 😆 (@ Tom Ham’s Lighthouse)
My graphic designer heart grew three sizes when I learned our family christmas party this year had a theme 💚 Partly bc we love wearing pambahay clothes, but mostly bc Grinch pajamas were on sale at Marshall’s LOL
She’s a classy one, Mr. Grinch 🎄
‘The nips were screenprinted a bit too high on this shirt’ – My aunt and my 43-year-old breasts
Are you even Asian if you don’t gamble and play games for cash prizes at parties???
Our youngest player, Via, was the big winner after the loudest, most intense game of LCR. She won nearly $200!
KIT KAT Miniatures Milk Chocolate Wafer, Christmas Candy Bag
My sister’s hosting our family Christmas party, so I had to pack all the gifts into my car and clown car it to her house 🤡 Time for a bigger car???
It took me 4 trips from my apartment to my car in an elevator where some asshole spilled their venti iced coffee – They took the time to rip their name off the cup, but left the cup and the mess behind for janitorial services to clean 🙄
Pammie treated me out to breakfast this morning (@ Morning Glory)
They don’t accept reservations, and the line is already out the door before they open at 8am, but this is my favorite resto to go to if I’m up at the ass crack of dawn. The Little Italy Farmers’ Market was also happening in the same plaza this morning, so it was busier than ever.
Yesterday at work, I received my Christmas bonus, had my annual review where they gave me the maximum merit increase + another bonus, and I got an unexpected promotion to art director. With the company selling to a private equity giant earlier this year, we’ve all been worried about layoffs, but the changes could not be better. I get to continue working from home, I got to move back home to SD and keep making LA money, I got a promotion, and now I make more than triple what I was making at my last job in SD…
I didn’t feel like celebrating bc I got some terrible news about the bestie’s cancer diagnosis yesterday, but Pammie thinks it’s important to celebrate my wins.
The bestie was diagnosed with breast cancer last year, and it’s been a rough year for her through chemo, radiation, and now immunotherapy. She was starting to feel better and see some light at the end of the tunnel with her treatments ending in a few months. She recently noticed that her boob with the breast cancer has been leaking. She said she doesn’t notice it when it’s actively leaking, but she’s seen the crust after it’s dried like when you’re lactating. I’ve never breast-fed, so I’ll just take her word for it 😅 Her oncologist scheduled a diagnostic mammogram and ultrasound yesterday to see what they’re dealing with. They found a mass, and she has another biopsy scheduled for NYE to determine the next course of action… What an end to a fucking year she’s had 😔
Also, I received compliments on the shirt I wore today at the resto. IDK why I’m single when I have such a fantastic rack cool T-shirt collection ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
One thing about me, I will pay for convenience and to not have to deal with people. I doordash my takeout and instacart my groceries, and I always choose ‘contactless delivery.’ Just leave it at my door and be on your way please.
I lost my passport in the move. I thought it was in my desk, but I looked through the drawers last weekend and couldn’t find it. I’m not doing any international travel anytime soon, but I’m flying to Phoenix for a music festival in February, and you need either a passport or Real ID to fly domestically. I don’t have a Real ID (I was gonna get it in 2020, but then Covid happened, and I’ve been putting it off ever since).
I had a copy of the last passport photo I got earlier this year when I renewed, but it was on my computer, so I had it printed at the 1-hour photo center at Walmart. I picked the one on College, bc it was near the post office where I had to go in person to apply for another passport. Walmart was nuts. It took me forever to find parking, then forever to find the photo center inside. Then, when I was in line to pay, I was stuck behind this guy who didn’t have enough money and he had to borrow money from his friend. Then when I went to pay, I was waving my phone over the machine, and the cashier was like, ‘Ma’am (!), we don’t take Apple Pay here.’ I had to pay with a physical credit card like an animal.
When I finally made it to the post office, the clerk asked if I had an appointment. Nowhere on their site said I needed an appointment. She said they do walk-ins starting at 2:30p, but it was only noon. She looked over my paperwork and said I needed my birth certificate. WTF. Don’t ever lose your passport, guys. They make it so hard to get another one. I don’t know where my birth certificate is – the last time I needed it was when I started at my job in LA 13 years ago, and I haven’t needed or seen it since ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I went home and filled out the paperwork online to get a copy of my birth certificate, and it turns out I need a fucking notarized statement. The closest notary is at a Postal Annex downtown. It took me 5 minutes to drive there, but 20 minutes to find street parking, and even then, I still had to walk a few blocks. When I got there, the cashier told me the notary wasn’t in today and I’d have to come back tomorrow. Son of a!
Once I get my birth certificate, I’ll apply for a Real ID. I can use the certificate as a form of ID in lieu of a passport when applying, and I think the processing time is faster. I just need one or the other before my trip in February 😮💨
I’ve eaten at Galpão Gaucho, a Brazilian steakhouse on Harbor, twice this week 😅
They offer 17 different kinds of meat, but my absolute favorite item on the menu is the grilled pineapple with cinnamon 🤤 I found an easy copycat recipe online, and it turned out amazing! Def gonna make this again for Christmas 🎄
Also, I’m still connected to my ex on social media, and he posted a story that he went to Galpão Gaucho tonight for my sister’s ex’s birthday! Can’t get away from these guys 😅
My boss is the only one on our team who actually has to go into the office everyday, while the rest of us get to work from home and snort cocaine. So I gave her a little something to put in her new office to remind her that her team’s still here.
Prince Street Pizza did a Home Alone collab where if you order ‘A Lovely Cheese Pizza’, it comes in a Little Nero’s pizza box along with a souvenir cup and magnet.
Partly bc I love pizza, partly bc I love Home Alone, but mostly bc Prince is less than a mile away from my apartment and I could UberEats my order 😆
Update: When I first moved to LA, another ex of mine was living up there at the time and asked me if I needed a roommate!
Another ex from SD lives in LA now, and we occasionally chat on socials, but it never goes beyond that.
Another fuckboy I knew from SD (not an ex – we never dated) moved back to LA while I was there, and hooking up with him again is my #3 regret in life – Don’t ask me what the first two are, I’m taking those to my grave 😅
From strangers to friends
Friends into lovers
And strangers again
R.I.P. Rob Reiner, director of one of my favorite movies and so many other gems 💔 What a tragic way to die, stabbed to death alongside your wife at the hands of your son…
Also, fuck Donald Trump🖕🏼How anyone voted this unhinged lunatic into presidency twice is beyond me.
I grew up in SD and never knew Tuna Harbor Dockside Market existed until I saw a video earlier this week of James Beard award-nominated Filipino chef, Tara Monsood, eating lobster there. It’s located right next to Seaport Village, a place I frequented as a kid, and just a mile away from my new apartment!
They’re only open Saturdays from 8am-1pm, and I thought it was a perfect place to take the bestie and her daughters who were visiting for the day. She loves lobster!
They grill fresh-caught lobster on the pier, and serve it with smoked butter, potatoes and shishito peppers 😋 I will def be back!
Alicia’s daughter shared this video of a new matcha spot in Little Italy, so we went there afterwards. When we got there, it was a small pop-up inside of a retail store. I’m not a fan of matcha (I’d rather have coffee), but both Lia and Pammie love matcha. I noticed that Pammie and I were the only Asians there – none of the workers or customers were Asian. Listen, if I’m gonna have boba or some other Asian-related food or drink, I’m gonna get it at an authentic Asian resto. Several people told us that they ordered over an hour ago and were still waiting for their drinks 😳 And when they finally got their drinks, they told us that they weren’t worth the wait. The cashier told us they’d be able to take our order in 10 minutes!
This place just uses influencers and buzzwords like ‘Kyoto’ and ‘ceremonial grade’ to hype it up, but it really fell short and won’t last long if they continue like this, especially with so many other (Asian) places to get matcha.
We left after that and just watched planes fly overhead for a while before heading to a legit matcha place on Clairemont Mesa Blvd. I remember when Jessie used to live in Little Italy, this guy would pick her up and park his car on the top floor of an airport parking garage and they would just lay in the bed of the truck and watch planes fly by. I always thought it was v romantic. I asked her about it recently, because I forgot who she’d do that with, and it was this guy we know not to speak of anymore. Oops, sore subject 😅
Anyway, we took them to Pammie’s favorite matcha spot off Convoy (SD’s Asian food capital) which was connected to Ramen Station, a DIY instant noodle eatery that Alicia’s daughters always wanted to try. They loved the matcha and the ramen!
Pammie treated us all out to Galpão Gaucho for dinner. It’s like Fogo de Chão, but better 🤤 One of the waiters came to our table and was like, ‘Any requests?’ The piano guy just did a rendition of Chapelle Roan’s Pink Pony Club, so I was thinking, ‘Does he know any Young the Giant?’ but he meant any requests for certain cuts of meat 😅 Everything was so good, but I especially like the picanha wrapped in gold foil, the grilled pineapple, and the grilled cheese drizzled in honey. We are coming back here for Pammie’s birthday on Tuesday, and probably my birthday next month 😆
Her husband is always saying, ‘How were you guys raised in the same household?’ We could not be more different. She’s into watching Harry Potter, while I’m more Homicide for the Holidays. My dad calls me a ‘free spirit’, while she is neither free or spirited LOL. So I love it when we find common ground 👭🏻
sombr was my #1 artist on Spotify this year. He had 4 shows in LA, but they were all right after I moved. He’s on an international tour right now, then coming back to the US for Coachella, but I’m not about that life. I’m hoping he does other festivals or comes back to SoCal. Or anywhere in the US! I love traveling for shows, and so does Pammie.
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
The stroke altered my speech. I used to see a speech therapist, but it wasn’t covered by insurance, and the weekly sessions were costing me hundreds of dollars, so I only went for a few months.
Even though my team worked from home after the pandemic when I lived in LA, my work bestie still had to go into the office every day. She drove all the way from OC, and the office was just a couple miles from my apartment, so I’d have lunch with her almost daily. It gave me a reason to get out of my house everyday, and was also good for my speech development bc it helped to have conversations. She would ask me all the time, ‘Did you do your tongue exercises today?’ bc I obviously wasn’t doing them (apparently, my aversion to exercise extends to the speech kind as well LOL).
Now that I’m back in SD and still working from home, there are spans of days that I don’t speak. Of course I chat with my coworkers over Slack on the daily, but I mean talk out loud. I don’t ever have meetings or anything. I’ve noticed that when I do talk to people now, whether I’m in the elevator with neighbors when picking up a package from the parcel locker in the lobby, or trying to tell a story to friends or family that I’m visiting over the weekend, that my speech is regressing a little.
Before the stroke, I remember being at a John Mayer concert (by myself, of course LOL), and there was this beautiful moment during Stop This Train where the crowd sang a part of the song in perfect harmony.
Stop this train
I wanna get off and go home again
I can’t take the speed it’s movin in
I know I can’t, ’cause now I see
I’ll never stop this train
I had bought a single ticket, and I remember the guy standing next to me who had also bought a single ticket looking at me afterwards with eyes as big as saucers like, ‘Did that just happen?’
I still go to concerts, but I don’t sing out loud anymore post-stroke. You guys, I used to have a beautiful voice. I was in show choir in high school before it was cool (just kidding – it was always cool! 🤪). I have the nude character shoes and sequined costumes to prove it. And I’m sure there’s a VHS tape floating around somewhere of me singing Edwin McCain’s I’ll Be in my high school gym.
After the stroke, my singing voice sounds something more akin to this:
All that to say, after the stroke, I just accepted that this is what I sound like now. But I’ve seen incredible videos of deaf people who speak as if they’re not deaf bc they practiced sounding ‘normal’. So that is my new goal – Keep practicing until I sound closer to how I used to. I find myself biting my tongue a lot, even when I have an anecdote to share, bc I’m embarrassed about how my voice sounds.
I was recently telling Shi that I remember being on a long drive with my ex and I was talking the entire time. By the end of the ride, I noticed I was the only one talking, and I was like, ‘How come you haven’t said anything?’ and he replied, ‘Well, I couldn’t get a word in.’
My bad for being so engaging and such a fucking delight to be around!
My ex married one of Shi’s high school friends, and my sister is in a fantasy football league with his wife and our old high school friends. My cousin was his wife’s nurse when she stayed at her hospital – HIPAA laws didn’t allow her to tell me more than that, but she did mention he was there, too LOL. He also lives near my sister, and we ran into him once at the local farmers market in their neighborhood. I can’t get away from this guy 😆 We’re still connected on social media, and there’s no bad blood between us, but we don’t need to be besties 😅
The last time I remember having dinner with my ex, we were already broken up, but we still had mutual friends. I was sitting across from him and his new gf just minding my own business when he reached over and ate the mushrooms off my plate like it was no bigs. My bad, I didn’t know we were still fucking? We were all looking at him in horror, and I’m pretty sure he and his gf had a fight that night – They’re both married now (to other people LOL).
Anyway, I’m free Sunday night if anyone wants to hang out nowhere near 7th & B 😆
I love watching cocky muthas get knocked down a peg. At the beginning of this Christmas Cookie Challenge, this b kept saying, ‘I came here to win. I’m a home baker from Chicago. Ask about me!’ She got knocked out after the first round bc she tried to be too ambitious and ran out of time, so her cookies looked like shit.
Actual footage of me watching this smug b lose:
In a world full of bitch ass Natashas, be a Luca 🥹
This is the second Christmas in a row my friend’s 7-year-old kid has asked for Emotional Support Nuggets 😅 I gave him some last year when I saw we both circled it in Amazon’s Toy Catalog LOL.
Just bought tickets to the Padres’ first game against the Dodgers for Spring Training since we’re gonna be in Arizona that weekend for Innings Fest 🎶⚾️ We’re selling our VIP Sunday wristbands bc I don’t really care to see Blink-182 – they’re a hometown band, but I don’t think they sound good live 😅 I’d rather go to a game. Don’t worry, I’ll be reppin’ the Padres, ofc – I gave my Freeman-lovin’ mom all my Dodgers gear when I moved out of LA – well, everything except this shirt – She don’t need to be wearing that shit 😆
I told Pammie I’d make her more dairy-free zuppa toscana bc she and her husband ate it up last time! Since I’m still not eating pork, I couldn’t partake bc I haven’t been able to find italian beef sausage, but I tasted it to make sure the potatoes were cooked through and it was a delicious bite 🤤
My dinner? A personal pizza with turkey pep and olives with a side of Throat Coat 😅 What has become of my life???
I woke up this morning trying not to swallow (what else is new? LOL JK). I had a sore throat, and it felt like I was swallowing glass. I instacarted some meds and went back to bed. By the time I woke back up, my order had been delivered. I was supposed to meet the delivery guy to show him my ID bc of the meds, but it looks like they were refunded bc they were sold out. Ugh. Like, it doesn’t have to be that exact brand. But he didn’t try to replace it, so I guess I’m just treating it with Throat Coat and Emergen-C 😅
I can count on one hand how many times I’ve gotten sick since Covid. I left my apartment Tuesday to drop off some goodies at Pammie’s before her surgery, and I left for not even an hour yesterday to go to the bank. Going to the bank downtown sucks, man. It was a 5-minute drive, but it took me 20 minutes to find street parking, 5 minutes to walk to the bank once I did find parking, the bank was inside a financial building that a security guard had to buzz me into, and when I went to the teller window, we were separated by bulletproof glass 😳 I haven’t had any physical contact with anyone all week, but I did roll up all the cash I got at the bank for coke Christmas gifts, so maybe it was from there.
I’ll just be at home drinking my Throat Coat and watching The Great British Baking Show if anyone wants to come over and be the big spoon.
So long till I
Can hear your name again
And not connеct to all the pain
Around the way you left mе
New music by Kevin Garrett 💔
Kevin Garrett – Factor In
I miss you in the worst way
But I keep remembering when I
Built you up, and then it caught fire
My whole world is burning now
Kevin Garrett is so underrated. When I lived in LA, I would see him whenever he’d have a show in town. I even saw him in SD once (at the venue across the street from the apartment I live in now!).
He was signed to Jay-Z’s label, Roc Nation, when I first discovered him nearly a decade ago, and he wrote the lead track on Beyonce’s Lemonade album. Fortunate to have seen him live at smaller venues (The Echo, The Wiltern, Troubadour, Hotel Cafe, Quartyard), but I’m still waiting for him to get the flowers he so deserves 💐
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
Deftones – i think about you all the time
All of my life
You’ve been the same
All of our days
And we’ll never change
Isabel Van Gelder – Die For You
Patiently waiting for time to heal wounds
That are torn right open when you walk in the room
Wish I was indifferent, but I can’t deny
That I’d die for you
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
Ellie Banks – Dive (Ellie’s Version)
So don’t call me baby
Unless you mean it
Don’t tell me you need me
If you don’t believe it
So let me know the truth
Before I dive right into you
BLACKPINK – Tally
I say “fuck it” when I feel it
‘Cause no one’s keepin’ tally
I do what I want with who I like
I ain’t gon’ conceal it
While you talkin’ all that shit
I’ll be gettin’ mine, gettin’ mine
Cigarettes After Sex – Cry
I need to tell you something
My heart just can’t be faithful for long
I swear I’ll only make you cry
You guys, no matter how old I get, my cell phone battery life will forever be under 10%.
If you thought I was gonna doordash The Grinch Meal from Mcdonald’s, you weren’t wrong 💚
Our family Christmas party this year is Grinch-themed, partly bc we like wearing matching pajamas, but mostly bc Grinch jammies were on sale at Marshall’s LOL
Update: My mom’s baby sister always collects the Mcdonald’s Happy Meal toy sets, so I can always count on her for tradesies 😆
Pammie has a lumpectomy surgery later today. After a mammogram, biopsy and MRI, they ruled out cancer 🙏🏼 But they still wanted to remove some pre-cancerous lesions they found as a precaution, hence the lumpectomy.
She only took a day and a half off of work bc she has an important meeting where she has to present on Friday 😵💫 So I wanted to bring her some goodies to make her life easier while she recovers:
It’s no secret that I love empanadas (and hate raisins in them) 😆
One thing I miss about living in LA is the food. There was this great little resto by my apartment in Redondo Beach – The Empanada Shop. All the empanadas I’ve had there were good, but my absolute favorite was the Potato Rajas Cheese one.
I wanted to try recreating it at home, but with minimal effort 😅
IDK if y’all remember that Semi-Homemade Cooking with Sandra Lee show on Food Network than ran in the early 2000s (I hardly remember the awful food she made, but I remember all the cocktails). You guys, I am Sandra Lee – I love vodka the less prep the better! If I can buy it already chopped, triple washed or canned, I’m doing it.
I had to buy whole potatoes bc they don’t come cubed and boiled anywhere, and I would’ve bought canned roasted poblanos if I could find them! I had to roast that shit myself 😅
I cubed and boiled the potatoes, mashed them with my immersion blender, and mixed in shredded Mexican cheese and diced roasted poblanos. I spooned some filling into pre-made and pre-cut empanada dough, and sealed them with empanada press molds. I brushed the tops with egg wash and baked them for 30 minutes at 350°.
These empanadas came out amazing! Or shall I say, ‘mmmpanadas’ 😋
One of my favorite ‘healthy’ meals to make is chicken apple sausage with brussels sprouts. I adapted the recipe from paleomg.com – I omitted the bacon since I’m still not eating pork, and used homemade ranch vinaigrette bc Tessamae’s has since discontinued their Zesty Ranch dressing.
I don’t remember directions or street names, just landmarks. When I used to go into the office, it was less than a 10-minute drive to work through residential streets. I knew to turn left at the house with the white picket fence. One day, they took down the fence, and I drove right past it! I did it a couple more times that week before they put another fence back up. I still don’t know the name of that street 😅
My new building is super secure, and you need a code to get into the property, a code to use the elevator, and another code to get into my apartment. The codes were assigned to me, and I still haven’t memorized them even though I’ve lived here a month now 😅 I always have to double-check the codes on my phone. I can assign people temporary codes when they visit, and delivery people like doordash and instacart temporary codes that only last a couple hours.
The girls were visiting for the first time the other day for friendsgiving. Jessie called me from outside, and the uber dropped her off at 13th and Market. There are a few entrances (all needing an access code), and I was trying to direct her to the entrance closest to my apartment. She was like, ‘I’m on 13th and Market. Where do I go?’ I was like, ‘Walk towards G, then towards 14th. I’m not sure if it’s left or right.’ She was like, ’14th is east of 13th.’ I was like, ‘Yeah, walk in the opposite direction of the ocean. The entrance is on 14th across from the Albertson’s and you’ll need the code to get in.’ She was like, ‘What’s the code?’ I was like, ‘Uhhh it’s in the group chat. Let me check.’ After longer than necessary, she finally made it to my apartment 😅
Christine had a hard time getting into my building, too. At least that answered the question they ask me every time they see me – ‘Who you fuckin’???’ Apparently no one, since I can’t give good directions to get them into my building! Jessie was like, ‘I used to live at 1501 Front Street in Little Italy, and the code to get in was 1501! It needs to be that easy if you wanna get some dick up in here!’ 😆
I considered changing the gate code to my birthday so I wouldn’t forget it, but then anyone could easily guess it.
I want you in the worst way
Is the gate code still your birthday?
Christine gave me the idea to create a festive holiday hallway. The girls were supposed to help me when they came over for friendsgiving, but we were much too inebriated to get on a step stool and string some lights 😅 So Pammie came over and helped me last night, and I’m so pleased with how it turned out!
Put up the Command Clips on the ceiling. Make sure the open hook part is facing the edge of the hallway. We used Nano tape instead of the command strips that came with the hooks, bc they had a stronger bond and are still removable without destroying your ceiling. With just the command strips, the clips kept popping off once we added the ornaments. We spaced them about 1 foot apart.
String the fairy lights in a zigzag pattern. We used more Nano tape to stick the battery packs to the ceiling. They’re clear and you can barely notice them with the light flickering, so you don’t have to worry about it ruining the aesthetic.
Add hooks to the ornaments and hang them on the string lights.
I don’t have room for a Christmas tree in my studio, but I like how this looks even better!
My mom always asks me to make a digital invitation she can text everyone whenever she hosts a party at her house. I’m like, ‘Have you ever heard of this free service called Evite?’ 🤪
Still here for the sides!
I wore this shirt last year and thought I had lost it in the move, but I found it neatly folded away in my closet along with the shirts I only wear on certain holidays – my ‘Let Joey Eat’ shirt that I wear on the 4th of July or when Joey Chestnut is doing another hot dog eating contest, my glow-in-the-dark ‘Shake, Shake, Shake, Senora’ shirt that I wear when I’m watching Beetlejuice, my Huntrix shirt that I only wear to KPop Demon Hunters sing-alongs LOL. Not any of my horror shirts, though – I wear those year-round 🖤
Tell me you’re from the hood without telling me you’re from the hood – We ordered the turkey from Popeye’s and had street tacos ✌🏼
I’m not a huge fan of turkey – I once was on a bone broth cleanse and accidentally bought a week’s worth of turkey bone broth when I meant to get chicken. This was yearsss ago, and the smell of turkey still elicits my gag reflex.
Luckily, Pammie brought an ice cream turkey cake from Baskin Robbins! It was a hit with the kids and people like me who don’t like turkey.
I love that I have the space to host now. And a dining table that people can eat at! And I can work at. I used to do everything on my bed – work, eat dinner, engage in some light internet stalking 🤪
I finally have a kitchen I can cook in, too! With a full-sized oven. And a fridge that isn’t shorter than I am. And a freezer that makes ice. And a dishwasher. And a double-bowl sink… An embarrassment of riches, y’all 😜
I ordered a pumpkin pie from Milk Bar, and since we have hella dietary restrictions in this crew (I’m looking at you, Pamela) I made gluten/dairy-free mashed potatoes (with Christine’s favorite Garlic Delight Dip from the fair added) and soy-free short ribs from H Mart (I instacarted them, and my shopper was some poor white girl who didn’t know how to navigate an Asian market), and naturally gluten-free rice in case this party wasn’t Asian enough. I got Marionberry Parfait Sours from Harland Brewing Co. (partly bc I like to support local breweries, partly bc it has my name in it, but mostly bc your girl loves a fruity sour), made a festive charcuterie board, homemade sourdough bread, and Thanksgiving gift bags.
For those asking, I got my buttery leather sectional couch from Poly & Bark, and this unique Banquette dining bench from Denver Modern. I paired it with a restaurant table from West Elm, and mid-century modern chairs from Amazon! I have never owned a home, but I’ve always made the rental apartments I’ve lived in feel like home 🏠 Whenever people ask me what my interior design style is (absolutely no one has ever asked me that), I say it’s boho mid-century modern moo deng 😆🦛
When I had my stroke two years ago, I wasn’t sure if I’d still be here, and for that I am thankful 💛🧡🤎
Grateful for everyone who stuck around while I recovered, too 🥹 Everyone else can eat a bag of dicks!
When I went to Relic Bakery with Jess and baby boy, they gave us whipped butter that was perfectly spreadable for our sourdough.
Since I started making sourdough again at home, I knew it would pair well with some room temp butter, so I got a butter bell that stays on your countertop 24/7. You just have to seal it with water in the basin that you have to change every 3 days to prevent the butter from spoiling.
Yes, I have an alarm set on my phone to remind me to change the water. Like my mom always tells me, I don’t have to be married to get pregnant and give her grandbabies I’d forget my vagina if it wasn’t attached to my body 😆
I’ve had an upset stomach since Sunday, so I haven’t eaten much since then. I only ate the spaghetti I made the night before, but my sister’s husband ate the same thing and he didn’t get sick! The only difference is my sister added some creatine to my iced coffee that morning, but I’ve had it before with no issues.
I instacarted some Gatorade yesterday to get some electrolytes in me, but the lady got me orange instead of the fruit punch I requested, so I didn’t drink it 🤢
So today, I’m easing solids back into my diet with some steel-cut oatmeal 👵🏻
Who needs a Christmas tree when you can just throw some lights on a fiddle leaf fig bush?
If you’re driving down G Street in downtown SD, I’m the apartment between 13th and 14th with the hanging santa 🎅🏻🎄
I was 8-years-old when Home Alone was first released 35 years ago today – the same age as Kevin McCalister (do the horrifying math)!
Sidenote: My parents have a steep ass staircase in their house just like the McCallisters, except they have a wall in front of the bottom of the stairs. My sister and I took turns sliding down the stairs on a sleeping bag one day when my parents weren’t home, and Pammie’s big ass foot went right through the wall! Even as a kid, my sister had big ass feet I was handy as fuck, so I patched up the hole in the drywall with some materials I found in the garage. My parents still live in that house, and they never found out about it 😅
I love this quote from Home Alone, but I thought it might be a little racist, and as it turns out, I’m the one who’s a little racist 😅
Who tf besides the host and Jerry knew that ‘yellow’ meant ‘cowardly’?!
Giving food is my love language. So is BBQ. And gift bags. And homemade sourdough. As I’ve said before, your girl’s hella lingual 💁🏻♀️
I made my sister (naturally gluten and dairy-free) chicken sotanghon soup and zuppa toscana (made dairy-free with coconut milk)! And made my parents spaghetti with meat sauce (I brought them some last week and they ate all of it!). They’ve all made (hurtful) comments about my food being too salty in the past, so I eased up on the sodium 😅 What can I say, I like salty meat ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Or do I have early onset Alzheimers? 😅
Just kidding (not that many people have eaten here) 😜
Update: My mom was out with her homegirls when I stopped by last weekend, so I left the food in her fridge. She told me this weekend that she ate all the chicken sotanghon, but it needed more salt! I meannn. This is why I like baking over cooking. It has exact measurements. None of that ‘add salt and pepper to taste’ shit bc I usually oversalt things bc I like it salty! Except this time I undersalted it bc they said my food was too salty last time. Bah!
You guys, I like hockey now. Okay, just the Capitals. Okay, really just Tom Wilson. Anyone wanna go to Vegas next March to see them play the Golden Knights? 🏒
I didn’t read the instructions when I first fed my new sourdough starter last night, so I didn’t realize it needed to be fed again 12 hours after I first fed it. I had to set an alarm bc I knew I wouldn’t be awake at this unholy hour to feed it. Is this how newborn mothers feel? 🤪
Since they’re shutting off the water in my apartment building today for maintenance, Pammie insisted that I stay over at her place in case I need to use the bathroom 😅
At my old apartment in LA, I wouldn’t find out till after taking a cold ass shower that our centralized water heater was shut off! At least this new building gave us a heads up days in advance.
So I’m at Pammie’s today, as evident by Harry Potter: Wizards of Baking on TV, cereal in a Harry Potter bowl, creatine in my cold brew, and flaxseed milk in my cereal. Apparently, I’m not hitting my macros ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Yesterday was Señora Cuevas’ birthday, and all she wanted to do was eat good food and play mahjong 😆
My mom and her seesters 🥰
My parents, ladies and gentlemen 🤪
My dad surprised her with a Freddie Freeman Dodgers jersey. To be fair, she’s loved Freeman since he was on the Atlanta Braves. And even though I fucking hate the Dodgers, it was worth it to see my mom so happy.
She plays mahjong with her sisters every Friday, so yesterday was no different. Except Pammie played and took all their money 🤑🀄
My aunt and I released the girls from boob jail and hung our bras on the dining room chandelier. Can you guess which one’s mine? 😜
I tried to sneak a pic of baby boy mackin’ on some sourdough, and he saw me taking his photo and gave me the cheesiest cheese that ever did cheese 🥰
I guess I could’ve walked there, but I drove 😅
So far loving this neighborhood, except my wifi (Google Fiber) has cut out twice in 2 weeks, and I work from home, so it’s inconvenient and a pain in the ass to keep chatting with customer service. Also, my neighbor above me is moving furniture or doing Zumba or running drills all day! I’ve always lived on the top floor, so I never had to deal with neighbor noise above me, but now I live on the 4th floor of a 6-floor building. IDK whether to be passive aggressive about it and bang my broom on the ceiling, be a b about it and complain to the property managers, or send my sister’s husband up to the 5th floor to see what the fuck!
Everyone’s losing their damn minds over the Starbucks bearista cup, while I’m over here like 💀
Also, these fresh flowers are nearly 2 weeks old and still thriving! Is it the moon water? 😆
To be fair, it’s v cute, but you won’t catch me at Starbucks (or anywhere for that matter) at that unholy hour, or spending hundreds of dollars on a cup on ebay! I’ll just keep drinking my cold brew out of my $5 skull mason jar, thank yew…
I literally had lunch almost every weekday outside in the South Bay for the past 13 years while living in LA and never once saw a show being filmed. Although I did see Weezer and Fred Armisen filming an episode of Carpool Karaoke when I was in Fairfax on a random Tuesday I called off work 😎
My new apartment is only a 10-minute walk away from Petco Park, so we walked there and back faster than anyone could get an uber. I can’t wait for baseball season to start up again 💛🤎
This beautiful ofrenda was right by our seats.
They allowed everyone to contribute, so I added pictures of my grandmas and Rocky 🥹
We were surrounded by the most obnoxious people ever – Dodgers fans!
Deftones – Sextape
Take me one more time
Take me one more wave
Take me for one last ride
I’m out of my head
Deftones – infinite source
Just say you’re down
And pull me close, hold on to me
Face the crowd
Take hold of me, hold me tight
Deftones – i think about you all the time
All of my life
You’ve been the same
All of our days
And we’ll never change
I don’t really know anyone else who likes the Deftones, so I fully intended to go by myself. Pammie decided to accompany me, and even bought our tickets! I’m so glad she went with me, bc this event was really overstimulating (but in the best way). Get you a sister as supportive as mine 🤟🏼
Homemade cold brew latte and pumpkin cream cheese muffin from Starbucks that Kass brought me yesterday when she and Richard came to haul the dresser I couldn’t get rid of in LA. I haven’t doordashed in a week, y’all 😅 I usually doordash breakfast, lunch and dinner Monday through Friday, but I actually went to the grocery store earlier this week (there’s an Albertson’s across the street from my apartment) and made food! You guys, is this adulting???
Long drive, long night
The best night of my life
With you riding, your hand on my hand
The thought of arriving, kind of feels like dying
I don’t want to go home and be alone
Could we stay out?
Could you drive a little slower, don’t matter where we’re going
As long as I’m with you, we could take the long way
It’s been a crazy week of moving cities, packing, unpacking, setting up furniture, and celebrating Halloween, but I had to make time for my #1 supporter – Jason Mraz. LOL JK, I mean Pammie 😜
She had plans to go to the Mraz show by herself tonight at The Sound. It’s 10 minutes away from her office in Solana Beach, and she usually goes into work on Tuesdays. I bought a ticket last minute bc I know going to shows alone sucks (unless it’s John Mayer, just let me pay $300 and cry by myself). Jason Mraz settled in SD a long time ago, and used to play shows at coffee shops around town. We used to watch him all the time when I lived in SD, and he was the first show I watched at The Rady Shell. How fitting that the first show I watch after moving back to SD was Jason Mraz. Feels good to be home 🥹
Pammie added pumpkins to her Harry Potter hallway, and had the girls carve them at our annual pumpkin carving party at Christine’s.
When you don’t have time to be the spooky auntie this year, so you pick up pastries from the Japanese bakery in your new building, and serve it in a coffin tray with a plastic skeleton 💀⚰️
It’s my last day in LA, and my sister is taking the train up to help me move. I have a laundry list of things at her house (my KitchenAid stand mixer, 3 dutch ovens, all my bakeware, etc.), but all I wanted her to bring was the Halloween decor I had shipped to her house in case in didn’t make it to LA in time.
She was like, ‘You want me to take this big ass skeleton with me on the train???’ I was like, ‘Oh! I forgot you weren’t driving! I’ll just pick it up from your house this weekend.’ We’re supposed to carve pumpkins at Christine’s on Sunday, bc I like to overcommit to things when I’m busy as fuck 😅
Pauly Shore was ordering takeout while we were there. This is the second time in life I’ve ran into Pauly Shore – I randomly saw him shopping at Fashion Valley in San Diego at least 20 years ago. In the 13 years I’ve lived in LA, I can probably count on one hand how many celebrity sightings I’ve had. Yet I know so many people from out of town who spotted celebrities when they were just visiting!
On the way home, it started raining unexpectedly. Coincidentally, it also rained the night I moved to LA 🌧️
My phone and watch are almost always dead or on the verge of dying – even though I work from home, I usually don’t charge them till I have to 😅 And I often go to bed listening to Spotify on my phone and don’t bother to put it on the charger.
I didn’t used to wear a watch, but my sister got me one after the stroke bc it notifies me if my heart rate is abnormally high, and detects if I fall and notifies my emergency contacts.
My watch has been dead for a week, but I charged it up today bc I saw an app that lets me change the face 🎃 So you can thank Michael Myers for my watch being charged 🔪
When I ordered this drink, I expected something much creepier – blood, skulls, a spooky tiki glass… The only thing creepy about this drink is the way the alcohol crept up on me after dinner. That second Creepy Tiki was a mistake 😅
All Chel wanted to do for her birthday was go to the Candlelight Tribute to Justin Timberlake at the Fleet Science Center. I haven’t been there since I went on a field trip in the fifth grade when it was called the ‘Reuben H. Fleet Science Center’ (apparently, it’s been rebranded since I was a kid).
I left with a belly ache from laughing, my heart full, and a 3-pack of remote-controlled souvenir candles to set the mood at my new place 😜
It took me 4 fucking hours to get down to SD yesterday. They closed the 5, so they rerouted everyone to the 15 – I fucking hate taking that route bc it’s boring as fuck. It was 90-something degrees out, and there’s nothing but casinos and outlets along that route. It detoured us through residential Corona for half an hour and through rural Murrieta for at least an hour. Any other day, I would’ve been like ‘fuck it’ and just stayed up in LA, but we had plans to celebrate Chel’s birthday at Balboa Park last night and my sister had an MRI at the ass crack of dawn this morning. Her biopsy came back negative for cancer, but they found lesions that could possibly turn into cancer, so she’s gonna have a lumpectomy to have them removed. The surgeon wanted her to do an MRI first to make sure they didn’t miss anything. She won’t get the results for a few days, but I wanted to be here for moral support 💕
Anyway, if I didn’t already hate this fucking administration, yesterday’s gridlock would have sealed the deal. Driving down to SD from LA already sucks ass on the 5 on a regular Saturday afternoon, taking the 15 route always sucks, but EVERYONE taking the 15 route down to SD??? Fucking kill me. I doordashed a horchata cold brew latte for the road and listened to my Deftones playlist the entire time, but no amount of caffeine or Chino could lift my spirits during that long ass drive.
I’m so glad I won’t have to do this commute anymore after next weekend 😮💨
Just say you’re down
And pull me close, hold on to me
Face the crowd
Take hold of me, hold me tight
I heard this song on KROQ and loved, loved, loved. It might be my favorite Deftones song ever. Def top 5. I’ve been listening to ‘i think about you all the time’ so much that I neglected the rest of the tracks on this album. It’s been on their setlist for their last performances, so I think there’s a good chance they’ll perform it at Dia De Los Deftones. I wasn’t planning on going this year, but I’ll be living near Petco by then, plus I already have the perfect outfit 💀
Who needs to watch the game when illegal fireworks going off outside my apartment tell me that the Dodgers won the NLCS (again) and are going to the World Series (again), and will probably win that, too (again)… They’ve been to the World Series five times since I moved to LA in 2012, and they have won every damn time 😮💨
My new apartment is blocks from Petco Park – Think I’ll see some fireworks for the Pads next year? 🤡
It was already bright as fuck in my apartment bc I had sheer white linen curtains. Then I recently sold my curtain rod and had to take down my curtains, but the thick line of trees in front my balcony filtered a lot of that light. They trimmed the trees yesterday, and now I’m wearing sunglasses indoors like an asshole.
It took us over 2 hours to get to this resto in Highland Park on a Wednesday night in LA traffic 😵💫 (and only took us less than 40 minutes to get home afterwards!). It was worth it, though – The margherita pizza on sourdough was delicious, but the real star of the show was the all-beef meatballs in chipotle tomato sauce. Actually, the absolute star of the show was Chef Miles Okabayashi. He didn’t leave the kitchen, but I caught glimpses of his fine ass through the open kitchen as I savored his meatballs 😜
When I got home, I could hear my next door neighbors fighting. The guy was screaming at the top of his lungs, ‘ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, SHANNON?!’ He was yelling that he ‘doesn’t pick up girls’ and ‘deleted his fucking account’ so IDK if he got caught up on Tinder or what. Also, I didn’t hear a peep from her, so either he was screaming at her on the phone or he killed her ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I’m just over here like, ‘Can I eat my leftovers in peace, Shannon? BT-Dubs, are you dead?!’
I shaved my whole body just in case I ran into Chef Miles at dinner tonight LOL. JK I just got a routine eyebrow threading at the mall. On my way out, I saw a sign for the new Apple Cinnamon Bitz at Wetzel’s Pretzel and had to order some even though I was already getting high glucose alerts from the cold brew I just had from Coffee Bean. Just let a diabetic live.
One of the only things I’ll miss about living in LA is the easy access to concerts. If an artist is on tour, they’re most def stopping in LA. And sometimes I decide hours before a show to go and just buy a ticket off stubhub.
Mary is my concert buddy up here, always down to go to shows I wanna go to, even if she’s never heard of the band – She trusts my music tastes and I’ve yet to disappoint 😜
She won tickets to see an Artists Den concert taping of my favorite band, Young the Giant, and she’s done it again with Lord Huron! The show is on a Thursday the week after I move though, and I have too much shit going on to commit. Maybe if I was still in my 20s, I’d rally, but I’m no spring chicken 👵🏻
Besides, I’ve seen Lord Huron live a handful of times before, and I’m seeing them again at Wild Horses Fest in December and Innings Fest in February 🤪
My sister loves Harry Potter (severe understatement), so most of this decor is up at her house year-round (except for that House of Horrors stake that she had me cricut ‘MUGGLES’ over), and this Halloween, she added an ofrenda dedicated to all the characters who died in the Harry Potter movies 💀🥀🖤
Jessie didn’t have her period for years after she had breast cancer, and now it’s back with a vengeance!
Also, I used to get all the shitty side effects of menstruation – migraines, severe cramps, bloating, mood swings… Then I had the stroke, and it’s like it cured all my ailments. I wouldn’t recommend having a stroke, though 😅 0/10 experience.
When Pammie and I did puppy yoga, the golden retrievers were sooo rambunctious. I was like, ‘I want a chill ass dog. These pups have way too much energy.’ And she was like, ‘They’re puppies. They’re all gonna be like this at this stage.’ And I was like, ‘Not the traumatized rescues’ 😅
If they have to take a little Prozac to get through the day, it’s okay bc mama takes Prozac, too. Life is too unbearable sometimes to go through it unmedicated 😆
I Amazon Primed this full-sized skeleton with plans to propel it from my new apartment’s balcony, but I had it delivered to my sister’s house bc I was down there for my dad’s birthday.
I picked the busiest month to move cities – With so many birthdays to celebrate, I’ve been driving back and forth to SD. It’s also MLB playoff season, but the Padres snipped that in the butt real quick LOL
(I can never say ‘nipped it in the bud’ correctly after seeing this LOL)
Anyway, I’ve been busy packing up my apartment that I’ve lived in for 13 years, trying to sell my furniture on FB Marketplace and fielding inquiries from mostly flakes, making all the arrangements so I’ll have wifi and all the necessary utilities at the new apartment, I just found out the most senior web designer after me is going on medical leave, so I’m busier at work than usual, and on top of that, it’s frickin’ Halloween and I’m stretched too thin to be the fun, spooky auntie this year 🎃
When I said I was moving downtown, more than a few people were concerned about the homeless population in the area. IDK if it’s bc I grew up in the hood (Paradise Hills LOL) or bc I’ve been living alone in LA for the last 13 years, but homeless or erratic people don’t bother me. I was at a bar in Chicago with Donna and Pammie, and this crazy homeless dude was being crazy and the bartender was like, ‘You need to leave’ and Donna and I were just sipping our drinks without a care in the world, but Pammie was on high alert LOL. I guess I could be a little bit more situationally aware. I’ve only been at my new building in the daytime, and I saw one homeless person at the bakery on the same block. He was just asking people for food and wasn’t being aggressive, but he was told to leave, too.
You need a code to get into my new building, a code to use the elevator, even a code to get into my apartment (it’s keyless entry), plus there’s security at night.
I’ll be safe, guys. But if you don’t see me blog for a while, check the local news bc I’ve likely been murdered by a homeless person I befriended 😅
My new apartment has its own washer/dryer – a luxury I’ve never had! I’m so glad I won’t have to deal with this bullshit much longer. Sometimes, when I need to wash bulky items like bedding, I go to the laundromat up the street. Last time I was there, some asshole hit my parked car as I was sitting inside of it waiting for my shit to dry 🤬
I might have to rebrand my coin jar and give it to my sister since I won’t be needing quarters anymore 😂
She recently had a Halloween festival at her work where her group’s table was Harry Potter themed (her idea, of course).
Coworker: Wow, you guys must’ve had a big budget! Pammie: Nah, I just brought some stuff from home 😅
It’s almost impossible to eat anywhere in LA without a reservation (something I def won’t miss about living here, but I will miss all the good food), so I made a res at Wildcrust Pizzeria, partly so I could try it before I blow this popsicle stand, but mostly bc the chef/owner is fine as fuck 😜
If a golden retriever puppy falls asleep on me during savasana, I have to take him home – I don’t make the rules ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Alas, a puppy didn’t fall asleep on me today, but one did pee on my mat and chewed a hole in my leggings 😅
My building manager (Michael Douglas LOL) let me post this flyer in the lobby, but a tracker on the QR code tells me only one person has scanned it 😅 I also listed everything on FB Marketplace, and was able to get rid of one item, despite several flaky people inquiring if multiple listings were still available 😵💫
Random shit I found while packing up my apartment:
My Chargers Merriman jersey – It’s the only football jersey I have! I bought it before Merriman famously choked Tila Tequila and before the Chargers left San Diego, but regrettably not before he got that stupid ‘Lights Out’ tattoo on his forearm.
Relics from Covid – A bag full of masks, gloves, and sanitizer
Joints from my uncle – He has sciatica and grows his own weed
Souvies from The Museum of Broken Relationships in Hollywood (that has since closed down) – A box of matches that say, ‘May the bridges I burn light the way,’ tissues for crying, and a mini notebook titled ‘Regrets’ 😆
Flipbooks from Jessie and Abe’s wedding 10 years ago
Magazines from when Prince and Paul Walker died (2016 and 2013, respectively)
A gift card that my boss gave me for Two Guns Espresso – It’s since closed down bc they’re building a luxury senior village in that plaza LOL. There’s another location, but IDK if the gift card is good there.
Pammie had to come up for a work event in OC yesterday, so she came over afterwards to help me pack. I had only packed two boxes in the past two weeks, and she filled 10 bags full of trash from my linen closet and kitchen alone 😅
I took her out to lunch @ her favorite KBBQ spot from when she lived in OC – Shik Do Rak. We wanted something sweet afterwards, so she looked for a boba place nearby that had gluten/dairy-free options. She found Airoma Cafe, and was like, ‘How about this place? ‘Eye-roma Cafe.’ I was like, ‘OK… but I think it’s pronounced ‘air-oma’ like ‘aroma’. This was like the time we were at a Ess-a-bagel in NYC, and she was like, ‘Order me the egg stacy sandwich.’ I was like, ‘Egg stacy? Oh, eggstacy. Like ecstasy.’ I love a good pun or double entendre, so I usually pick up what they’re putting down, but Pammie always misses the mark 😆 This other time, she went to a Lord Huron show with me and was trying to tag the band in her IG story and was like, ‘How come they’re not coming up?’ I look at her phone and was like, ‘Well, their name’s ‘Lord Huron’ not ‘Lady Huron’ 🤣 I don’t usually like to correct people (even when I know I’m right) bc I don’t wanna make them feel dumb, but she’s probably the smartest person I know, and it’s just so funny when she gets something wrong 😆
I did this while watching a movie with a boy on a train once. I hate that guy now and use wireless Beats By Dre headphones so no one talks to me when I’m wearing them.
Welp, I instacart my groceries and always choose ‘contactless delivery’ so… ✌🏼
I always take an Uber if I know I’m gonna be drinking, going to/from the airport (I would never ask someone to deal with the hell that is LAX – besides I literally live 10 minutes away), or just don’t want to deal with LA traffic when going to a show. I always put on my sunglasses (only if it’s daytime – I’m not a total asshole) bc I hate small talk and would prefer that the driver not talk to me 😅 Uber has a ‘quiet mode’ feature that lets the driver know you don’t want to chat, but I feel like an asshole requesting a quiet ride – I like for them to make the choice for themselves not to speak to me 😆 Anyway, all that to say I won’t be meeting my husband in a rideshare or grocery store anytime soon…
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 (it’s a stylized version of ‘somber’ – all his music is sad, although autocorrect always tries to change it to ‘sombrero’ LOL). 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??? Virginia from would’ve been you? Caroline from caroline? Do they know you’re 6’7? 😆
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 😆
