You know you’re too fucking science geeky when you insult someone by saying, “do you have trisomy 18 or something?”. The closest you get to anyone knowing what you might be talking about is the (very) few people who say, “Down Syndrome??”. Then you have to say, “No, that’s trisomy 21, this is Edwards syndrome, it’s worse.”
So I’m back to calling people fatuous, at least I can send them to dictionary.com to look it up if they don’t know it (though, really, it’s more fitting when they don’t)
Advice
Advice in an email from my grandfather…
Keep the faith! This will allow you any and all the latitude you will ever need.
Of course, being an eternal atheist he’s not speaking religiously which helps him connect with his atheist granddaughter.
Oh, my poor Catholic mom sandwiched between the heathens.
Anyway, it’s good advice and a comfort to read at 8:45 in the morning as you sit here waiting for the carpet guys to get here.
So Long Soldier
Last cigarette in the pack, might actually be quitting. It’s been coming around for a while, I’ve been smoking less and less over the past few weeks and I figure we’ll see what happens if I don’t have them.
Also, I’m under stern orders from the doctor, but it’s not like i ever really listen to them anyway.
To add to the lunacy I realized I haven’t had any espresso since Friday. Weird. So I might be off smokes and hardcore caffeine at the same time this week. Problem with this is I think everyone needs a bad habit, nicotine, caffiene, heroin, poor eating habits, poor eating habits disguised as healthy eating habits, tequila, whores, the ponies, peanut butter, whatever. When you eliminate your bad habit you just create a vacuum (a really powerful Dyson vacuum maybe) that sucks another bad habit into place.
So, if I stop posting then I probably found a smack habit.
And to be clear, I’m not promising to quit smoking, I’m not even sure I want to. I just want to see how long I go without cigarettes. If I stop smoking, keen. If not, well someone told me it looked cool once and I need all the help I can get in the cool arena.
UPDATE
yeah, so that lasted about 36 hours. Ah well, cigarettes are cheaper than heroin and less time consuming than cheap liquor and loose women.
ahoy!
So, here it is, Monday already and what do i have to show for it? A lot.
Friday I take a half day from work to meet with the carpet guy ("just install your cheapest neutral color" "do you want to see samples?" "no! just take your cheapest neutral and put it in here") then run to the lab to have blood drawn, then off to United Noodles for sushi party supplies.
Okay, United Noodles totally expanded from being this good Asian market with an emphasis on Japanese stuff (helpful for sushi parties since most Asian markets in town are either Chinese or southeast Asian) to being this gigantoid Asian market with everything you could want. Huzzah! I managed to find Indian chex mix, various Indian dal to replace the ones that went missing a few months ago (how do legumes go missing? I haven’t the foggiest.) to red bean ice cream bars (no lie, I love these things so much. No one else does which is good, means I don’t have to share them). There were a million other things I wanted to buy but I wisely got a hand basket instead of a cart so I would only buy what I could carry.
Friday night’s sushi party was a success in all ways. First off, in honor of MLK jr day we recognized his dream and had the most diverse group of people ever. We had gay, straight and bisexual, we had black, white and asian, we had men and women, we had humans and animals. Pretty sure we should get some sort of award for this! 12 people and 1 dog all gathered for sushi. My only regret is that there were no leftovers. If there are no leftovers then you obviously did not make enough!
I had fatty salmon, crispy salmon skin and spicy tuna for the fish and then mixed and matched avocado, cucumber, vinegared carrot, fresh ginger, sesame seeds, masago, wakame, burnt green onions and wasabi for all manner of fish and vegetarian rolls. We had 3 kinds of beer, a bottle of sake and 2 bottles of plum wine to choose from. I know the night was a success because everyone left happy and that’s all I could ever ask for.
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Ghengis!
I own every damn dish needed for sushi. I’ve got the plates, the trays, the little wasabi/gari serving dishes, the tamari/wasabi mixing bowls, the cute little decanter for tamari. Everything. Sadly, I only have 8 plates in my sushi dinner set, so we had to be creative in mixing and matching with 12 people eating. I had to buy wooden chopsticks, too, since all my other chopsticks have been packed. Oh well, I don’t think anyone else noticed but me.
Also, got to meet my sister’s new boyfriend (i’d post a picture but i’m too lazy to make the 2 minute phone call to ask permission). He’s a great guy, he didn’t back down from me and wasn’t an asshole to my sister. Also, he cooks and has an appreciation for good plum wine. I approve.
Okay, so beyond the sushi party…
1) Could the Rams have played a shittier game on Saturday? 2) Go Pats!
Also, I’m not allowed to go grocery shopping any more! When the boy goes alone we end up with things like kale, tomatoes, spinach, carrots, healthier tortilla chips and on and on. When I go shopping with him we end up with cheese, ice cream, doritos, dry italian sausage, cookies and chocolate syrup. That boy’s trying to make me healthy and I don’t know what to do about it. I’m also this close || to quitting smoking again. Dammit.
I’m off to do laundry and whatnot. Have a spicy hot MLK jr day, people.
a watery sleep pt2
My friend, Dave, sent me this in response to my dreams about drowning:
Drowning
To dream that you are drowning, signifies that you are overwhelmed by emotions or repressed issues that is coming back to haunt you. You may be proceeding too quickly in trying to discover your unconscious thoughts and therefore must proceed more cautiously and slowly. If you drown to death, then is refers to an emotional rebirth. If your survive the drowning, then a waking relationship or situation will ultimately survive the turmoil.
um..hi…welcome to my life. Overwhelming? oh hell yeah.
Someone wanna spring for a massage or a week at a spa? Please?