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Home is where the pants aren’t.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011

pants are overrated

Chel sent me this photo and said it made her think of me :)

If you ever come over unexpectedly, there’s a good chance I won’t have any pants on. Just kidding. (Even if I was expecting you, I still wouldn’t have any pants on.)

Drama Club.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011

hello september

Quote of the day:

If they will do it with you, they will do it to you.

Dinner with friends turned into an emergency girl boy session at Station Tavern last night. Afterward, I polished off an entire bottle of wine by myself like I was the one hurting! Or… like it was just another Tuesday. Ha.

August was a tough month for love! Hello, September. I hope you’re amazeballs.

Booty Bassment.
Sunday, August 28, 2011

booty bassment christine shi

Booty Bassment with my favorite ballerinas at the Whistle Stop last night! You can’t see them in the picture, but Antonio and Jessie were doing the bernie while this was going on.

Amas Veritas.
Saturday, August 27, 2011

amas veritas practical magic spell

The universe is obvi confused about what we want, judging by the excessive amount of emergency girl sessions, tears and vino consumed this past month. So the girls and I wrote our own letters to the universe last night and lit that shit on fire.

We were enjoying some sangria afterward when the man at the neighboring fire pit offered us some brisket. Was the universe answering my letter already? Maybe I should have been more specific when I said I wanted more meat in my life!

On top.
Friday, August 26, 2011

torrey pines state beach

Oh, Torrey Pines… I may be sore today, but I was thrilled to be on top of you last night.

Crazy Stupid Love.
Sunday, August 21, 2011

crazy stupid love ryan gosling eating pizza

The only thing better than Ryan Gosling in a suit is Ryan Gosling eating pizza in a suit. That slice from Sbarro bumps this animated gif up from a 10 to an 11!

Now who do I have to sleep with around here for someone to seed this Crazy Stupid Love torrent that’s been stuck at 56% for the past three hours???

Triple Crown.
Sunday, August 21, 2011

afc half marathon triple crown 2011

The girls and I got up at an ungodly hour this morning to support Jessie at the America’s Finest City Half Marathon!

Jess and I are still sick, so we spent all day Friday watching movies in our underwear, overdosing on Zicam and Emergen-C cocktails, and carbo-loading in preparation for her race today. Yes, I probably didn’t need to carbo-load with her, but what’s done is done.

Congrats on completing the Triple Crown, Jessie! We couldn’t be more proud of you ♥

Swing.
Saturday, August 20, 2011

My only requirement for my next home will be that it has a life-size wind chime swing in the front yard like this one Christine is swinging on at Outside Lands.

The first person to find me this home gets a crisp $5 bill.

SF Outside Lands.
Thursday, August 18, 2011

san francisco outside lands 2011

Quotes of the weekend:

  • “You really came alive after your pants came off.”
  • “I feel like I’m hiking and shit through Yosemite and fuck.”
  • “You ate all of Christine’s chips!!!”
  • “San Francisco is all about recycling old lovers.”
The Ultimate Compliment.
Thursday, August 18, 2011

i think you are more perfect than helvetica

I’m going to file this under “Things a guy can say to get into my pants”.

(You should write this down.)

I will follow you into the dark.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011

If there’s no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I’ll follow you into the dark

Three days of live music wasn’t enough for us, so Jessie and I kept the party going in SD last night at the Death Cab for Cutie show.

Now we’re both sick, and Jess is worried about the half marathon she’s supposed to run this Sunday, while I’m worried about not being able to taste the celebratory beer we’ll both be drinking after she crosses the finish line! Ha. Priorities…

Wake Up.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Children wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust

Last day / last band / last song at Outside Lands!

San Francisco treat.
Monday, August 15, 2011

bi-rite creamery san francisco

I left my heart at Bi-Rite Creamery.

View from the top.
Monday, August 15, 2011

southwest airlines view window seat

Baggage claimed. Pants off. More to come.

The Joy Formidable.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011

the joy formidable belly up pizza port san diego

The Joy Formidable – Whirring

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I had pizza and beer with Jessie, Shi and Anthony at Pizza Port before heading to The Joy Formidable‘s sold out show at the Belly Up tonight! Anthony was worried that Jessie and I were gonna ditch him for these boys who were supposed to buy Jessie’s extra tickets, but I think we were more worried that Anthony was gonna ditch us for Mike, some guy we had just met at the show who works for Stone Brewing Co. and loves craft beer (like Anthony), plays the drums (like Anthony) for the band Sweet Ever After, and just happens to have the same exact phone as Anthony. When Anthony found out that Mike home brews, his panties fell off and their bromance became official. I mean, am I gonna have to fight Anthony for him???

Quote of the night:

I need to find a new job… one where I can be home by five and drunk by six like you bitches.

– Anthony

I’m actually home by 5:30… but I’m still drunk by six :p

Rush.
Sunday, August 7, 2011

you can only put the past away for so long... there will be days it will come rushing back

Handicapped.
Friday, August 5, 2011

chewy miko christine

Three of my friends injured themselves this week (yes, two of those friends are dogs):

  1. Mel accidentally stepped on Chewy
  2. Miko tore his ACL because being blind wasn’t enough of a handicap
  3. Christine broke her foot jumping tires at Undisputed (true story!)

I think I pulled an inner thigh muscle using the beaver machine at Chuze last night. Is that sort of the same thing?

Damage control.
Thursday, August 4, 2011

torrey pines beach hipstamatic

It’s hard to complain about exercising with a view like this…

Yesterday, I hiked at Torrey Pines with Shi, and I was DYING. I haven’t worked out in… what month is it now? My exercise ball has been sitting in the backseat of my car as a constant reminder that I haven’t worked out since Arlene moved to Monterey. I weighed myself yesterday to assess the damage, and I’ve only gained 6 pounds, surprisingly. I was expecting upwards of 15 or 20, but I guess it’s hard to tell if my clothes are fitting tighter when I’ve been getting all this mileage out of my leggings! Ha. I’m finally back on the grind, though. Arlene pretty much threatened my life before she left town, and I don’t doubt she would cut me if I gained back all that weight she helped me lose.

My goal is to look better at 30 than I did at 21. Considering I wore brown chola lip liner when I was 21, I’d say this goal may have already been reached. Ha.

The hitch.
Thursday, August 4, 2011

Ubiquitous, adj.

When it’s going well, the fact of it is everywhere. It’s there in the song that shuffles into your ears. It’s there in the book you’re reading. It’s there on the shelves of the store as you reach for a towel and forget about the towel. It’s there as you open the door. As you stare off into the subway, it’s what you’re looking at. You wear it on the inside of your hat. It lines your pockets. It’s the temperature.

The hitch, of course, is that when it’s going badly, it’s in all the same places.

– David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary
Apartment.
Thursday, August 4, 2011

Sooner or later, this is bound to stop
Come on, let’s savor what we’re falling over

Nostalgia.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011

nostalgia

Broken.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011

you can't just drop something and expect it to be all fine and normal at the very least you broke it

Sunshine.
Monday, August 1, 2011

It’s Monday. It’s the first of the month. It’s a good day to start our new lives!

– Shi

Your sunshine is blinding me, Shirley May (but it’s hard not to smile when you’re around) ♥

Crapshoot.
Monday, August 1, 2011

influx - blind lady ale house

Yesterday was the perfect ending to my far from perfect week. I had lunch at Influx (where a ham & brie croissant melt #1 could turn anyone’s day around), witnessed sweaty eye candy at the Und1sputed Ones soccer game, and finished the night off at Blind Lady Ale House with pizza, beer and my girls. And some random dude who joined us at our table. And put his hand on my knee.

The fact that I even mentioned the random dude who put his hand on my knee as one of the highlights should be an indication of how shitty my week really was.

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