mental diet

"Great discomfort arises from too hearty a supper: if you would
enjoy a tranquil sleep let your supper be a light one."

~Proverb, (Latin)~

Literal, or metaphorical? I'm leaning toward a metaphorical meaning--that thinking too much causes great discomfort.

That's what I'm thinking about, anyway, as I head to bed....

well, *I* think I've been a good girl this year...

In case anyone needs holiday gift ideas...

Although I do fervently adore my leather car coat, I think I need a funky alternative for cold weather wear. Hence, the Madison coat. Navy plaid, so it's hardly traditional, but also utterly adorable.

Don't ask me why I'm still using plastic picnic knives on those rare occasions when I eat actual meat--just take these into consideration. Chicago Cutlery Landmark steak knives. The 9-piece boxed steak set.
There are a lot of holes in my head. They need filling daily. My birthstone is generally pretty oogly and boring. These are not. Square-cut peridot stud earrings from Blue Nile.

And for those days when I'm wearing something that won't coordinate with pale green--the deep red version. Blue Nile square-cut garnet stud earrings.

This may be the single most fascinating article of clothing I've ever seen. I want it SO BAD. Where would I wear it? What would I wear with it? How would I look in it? God knows. But I want it. The Carmen vest, from J.Peterman.
Other ideas:
~ soft-scent candles from The Scent Shop (i.e. s-y-c boutique), e.g. wedding cake, apple (no spice), other fruit, linen....
~ cereal. No, I'm not kidding.
~ any or all of my wish list from Sundance Catalog, available upon request.
~ bookends. Disorder reigns and must be controlled!
~ iTunes, Borders/B&N/Amazon, Target, VS, Crate & Barrel gift cards.
~ pay my way back to--and spend a day with me in--Tiger Lily. Not a whole day....
~ Cash is nice, too, since I'm being totally unrealistic.

too hot - brain melting!

• At work, playing "what does this smell like?" Donation of music CDs, in a heavily scented bag. Scented with...something illegal...and either potpourri (coworker T's theory), laundry detergent (moi), car air freshener (admin. assistant), candle (stinky coworker), or bath salts (the Lickster's idea). In any case, since it's not a bag of smell-avision discs, it stinks, and I'm not wanting them on my desk any longer.


• The HVAC dude visited my place of work yesterday. After several months of moootherfoooking cold working conditions, the past day and a half have been ungodly hot. I'm way more comfortable with cold, thanks. Sooo sleeepy!


• Had intended to complete my semi-annual "gimme gimme gimme" post - my Christmas list - until I realized that I hadn't loaded the photos with the links that I put in last night. Durrr. So, later this evening. Stay tuned!


• Remind me not to buy this bread again. *blegh*


• People are so weird in public restrooms. That's probably all I should say on that matter.


• The monitor arrived today. Oh, yeah: I ordered a new computer, to replace The Burning Laptop. CPU is scheduled to arrive sometime between today and next Tuesday. Let's hope for earlier rather than later, since The Burning Laptop smells very much like burning.
  The monitor, on the other hand, is large and sleek and smells like YAY!


• Just turned on some music. Last time I did so, it must have been much quieter music, 'cause Alkaline Trio's "Love Love, Kiss Kiss" just blared from my computer speakers. Not a problem for me, but the people on the other end of this building were probably disturbed. "Blah blah blah."


• My eyes are dry. My nose is dry. My hands are dry. My country for a humidifier!


• People can surprise you. Sometimes that's funny. Sometimes it's hard. Sometimes it's, "Could you come back another day? I'm tryin' to finish up here. Thanks."


• How can I possibly be nervous already? Maybe I need to try some yoga. I've heard it's intensely purifying. It might even make me more perfect than I already am, which is difficult to imagine.


• My Dove chocolate "fortune" yesterday: It's never too late for a fresh start. True? Or does there come a time where it's best to just try to accept the cards we've been dealt, with dignity?

and, of course, plentiful currency exchanges

Name seven things you wish most people were more thankful to have.

1. deodorant


2. floss


3. lips that close


4. car volume changers that turn "down"


5. political and religious freedom to keep things to themselves


6. myriad ways to communicate the stuff that's hard to say, but important


7. the friends they take for granted

[from The Cat, who got it here]

hey, has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like...

1. Name someone with the same birthday as you. Jim Thome


2. Where was your first kiss? On the sidewalk behind my hometown's, er, repository of books. No, I do not believe that it was destiny - just convenience.


3. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex? If yes, why? Yes. I am the youngest child in my family, so there was simple self-preservation at work. Since then, it's happened only once that I recall. A former boyfriend asked me to slap him, to distract him from something we'd been discussing, because were were no longer alone in the room. He wasn't expecting me to put any force behind it. heh...


4. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people? When? no


5. What's the first thing you notice about your preferred sex? eyes, usually.


6. What really turns you off? Arrogance. Confidence is terrifically appealing, but when it rears up and pounds on its own chest: blegh!


7. What is your biggest mistake? 1996


8. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose? yes


9. Say something totally random about yourself. I am reluctant to accept that I am "organized" in any way except in my work.


10. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? Yes. It happens way too often to be believable. The most recent: Samantha Bee. Add her to Reese, Drew, and Helen, and you've got a pointy-chinned melange of bossy women. Swell!
    
    
    
    


11. Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows? How the Grinch Stole Christmas (the original version) can always capture me. Some of The Peanuts specials, too. Other than that, not really.


12. Are you comfortable with your height? Um, sure - but there really is no alternative to acceptance in this matter, so what's the point?


13. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you? I'll leave that one open to possibility.


14. When do you know it's love? I honestly don't have a clue.


15. What's something that really annoys you? Tailgating. (Not eating food outside a stadium, but driving too close to the car ahead. A lack of braking distance.)

[from The Cat, who got it here]

ironically, better than ever

For reasons that are immaterial and will change fairly soon, I have created yet another OkCupid profile. Just for the sake of, I don't know, accuracy, or curiosity maybe, I've answered a few of their ubiquitous questions: 50/3960, to be exact. Enough to allow for 97.8% statistical accuracy in what I am about to reveal.

Brian-from-Madison, the guy who two Novembers ago decided within 4 hours that we were not destined for romantic greatness?

92% Match / 94% Friend / 0% Enemy
I guess that means either [his precious] Mathematics, in the guise of Statistical Analysis, is wrong, or that the condescending moron really didn't give us quite enough of a shot. Stupid fuck.

November is just a bad, bad month. Maybe I can find a cloister gig someplace for next year.

never wanna say goodbye

I finally had the chance, since my phone wasn't buzzing off the table, to think about what you'd said. The title of this song wasn't an accident, was it? And it wasn't just something you thought of that second. You thought we've lived this. I don't know; maybe we have. That makes me pretty sad.

Honey, why are you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey, why are you crying, is everything OK?
I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you, too
And does he know you're talking to me?
Will it start a fight?
No, I don't think she has a clue

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey, why are you calling me so late?
['Lips of an Angel' by Hinder, from Extreme Behavior]

it'll all make sense in a moment