Friday, October 30, 2009

Some day when we are rich...

Add this to the list of hippie-dippy things we can do one time when you visit...$200 Essence Portraits.

"Essence Portraits*
Watch your inner landscape unfold in brilliant colors while discovering your Spirit Guides, Angels, Animal Spirits and Soul Mates as Sofanya paints your Essence through your unique color patterns."

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

dangerous!

so, the new lena is windows and i can now watch netflix movies online.

i don't think i'll ever get to sleep again.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

band name

handsome hair farm

its official

today is "let's treat shannon like a girl" day. by my decree. i don't want to have to change water bottles. i don't want to have to open doors. i want to be touched gently and nicely like i'm a magical unicorn.

dammit.

Monday, October 26, 2009

thank you again

I found my Jimi Hendrix hat this weekend in storage. I had forgotten about it since I didn't go to the playa this year. I really love this hat. I might start wearing it every day. Thank you again!

So I have your present, but I realize now that if you are selling everything, you probably don't even want it. So I'm thinking I should just tell you what it is, and maybe some day if you decide you want it, then you can have it, and I'll just keep it for safe keeping on my shelf as a decoration, even though I can't really use it.

Monday, October 19, 2009

friday

the best thing that happened on friday besides my leaving work early because i had a fever? when i went to the half-price books to sell a box of cds and the hipsters look at me amazed as they offer me $100 for the box of cds. they kept on saying "you've got a lot of good stuff in here". over and over and over. like i, of the clean jeans and brushed hair, was not allowed to have THAT MUCH good stuff.
i just said, "i've got 8 more boxes just like them".

i like amazing hipsters. they're funny.

Friday, October 16, 2009

fuck

I knew I missed you, but I didn't know it was this much until I sent him to get on a plane this morning to see you and I'm not getting to. That's lame. :(

I wish I was going to see where the wild things are with you. I was just thinking about it and who I want to see it with and I don't think there is anyone I feel that little kid tromp through the forest feeling with, except for you.

I love you a lot. :)

Thursday, October 15, 2009

More silly marshmellows...

Stuff Hipsters Hate - Running

Running

Oh, shit—is that my motherfucking bus? Shit, shit, shit—I’m a whole fucking block away. I’ll just start walking really fast. Ah, fuck. I can’t be late again. I can’t. I’ve been fucking late the last two days and they’ll fucking fire me. It’s a stupid temp job, but still—I have to make rent this month. I can’t ask Mom and Dad to spot me again or they’ll think I’m a deadbeat. Oh, shit—this bag is so fucking heavy. Why the hell did I have to bring this fucking mammoth Philip K. Dick anthology? And my flask. Maybe I should run? Oh, fuck, I look like an idiot. I will not pump my arms like some kind of obese power walker. I will not. Hands at sides. Hands at sides. Shit! Stitch in my side, stitch in my side, stitch.in.my.side. I can’t breathe. Maybe I should stop smoking. Maybe I should stop drinking. Maybe I should, like, start exercising somehow. Oh, fuck. My feet hurt. These Vans are not made for running. Gonna stop now. Hands on knees. Breathe. Shit. Goodbye motherfucking bus. Oh, fuck that fucking job. Seems like a good day for some day-drinking. I deserve it. I fucking exercised.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

ice cream

that target brand caramel salted pretzel ice cream? not worth it. it's not the salted caramel ice cream. it's not even close.

i don't recommend it. just wanted to save you the trouble and time. :)

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

i just put my finger on it.

dave matthews sounds like a mentally challenged person. i want to use the other word, but i'm feeling pc today.

fuck it.

dave matthews sounds like a retard. he can't enunciate words. 89% of the time, i can't understand one word he says. how did i ever like these guys?!

Monday, October 12, 2009

i just needed...

to reiterate the obvious - steve is obscenely brilliant.

sometimes you just need to hear the right amount of the right thing to realize. and sometimes that right thing is "answering machine".

my face hurts.

Prepping

Turns out, all your financial pep talk stuff may be coming into use very soon. This week I am going to a credit union to find out if I can get pre-approved to buy a car, and my uncle is hooking me up with his friend who has access to the friends and family program at one of the dealers, and I'm going to get myself a different car. I'm terrified, but I find your voice in my head constantly, and your beautiful budget laid out for me so nicely, that I'm a little less scared about it all.

I want a camera, I want a vacation, but I'm 31 and it's time to not have to worry about my car not starting every time I need it to. The past few months have been a wreck, it's time to have peace of mind in ...something.

Marshmellows

Unsubstantiated! However, one Twitterer recently twote that she "Just found out cops in Williamsburg call hipsters marshmallows because we are white and soft." Whether or not this is true, we would like to recommend that everyone use "marshmallow" going forward — it is much less amorphous than the H word.

so...

i'm beginning to realize why these "auxiliary" cds weren't on my itunes - besides the fact that i didn't have room.

i have pretty questionable taste in music sometimes. the dave matthews phase? REALLY??? can these songs BE any longer?!?! it's like he's hypnotizing me! i'm SO glad i've blacked that time out of my memory. i went to A LOT of dave matthews shows. far too many for someone who's not a frat boy stoner.
and all the fiddling. i mean, i LOVE me some fiddle, but i have, like, 14 MILLION cds of it. and the lorena mckennitt. it's bedtime music. only it's bedtYme music that will make my dream of flowing dresses, dragons, knights and kilts - marred with turkey leg stands.

oy!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

geek

i am such a geek for kenneth branagh shakespeare remakes. BIGGEST GEEK EVER.

"much ado about nothing" will always be able to make me snicker.

shows

I missed watching shows with you. Do you get Showtime or just HBO?

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

I want my mommy.

:( I am a bad bad bad bad sick person.
Swine Flu is no joke.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

flowers

i've really only been sent flowers once. they were delivered at work and it was totally unexpected and needed and perfect for that moment.
in going through my stuff to clean up, i found the card from the flowers:

shannon, i hope you feel better. i'm sorry i didn't do that thing that you wanted me to do that one night when you wanted it so bad. i'll try to do better next time.

fudge sent them. he made someone HAND-WRITE the card. and the "it" isn't to be discussed around polite company.

i thought you'd enjoy that.

Monday, October 5, 2009

one more thing

the sky over me is ORANGE right now. like bevo bled all over the sky orange. like great pumpkin orange. it's awesomely freaky!!

i tried to take pics, but i don't know how to fidget my settings so it gets the orange. it just gets yellow. :p

i've been pretty talky today.

is troy right?

is daner putting off her show until the spring??

i'm never going to see her again. :(

question for you

so, california has the whole medical marijuana thing going on, right? and you need a prescription to get it, right?
i wonder if you can put your medical pot on your 125 card and have your year's worth of pot pre-paid and taken out of your paycheck before taxes? tax-free pot.

hm.

just curious.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

i now believe in the laundry monster.

i'm missing 1 pillowcase. ONE. how could i not have noticed it when i washed the sheets and folded them up? why only take one, laundry monster?

i think it lives in my closet. there are so many more tasty items it could have taken.

Friday, October 2, 2009

I realized somethings

1) Drinking makes me feel old. I am just the type to have a drink and want to go to bed. Drinking has never been a big event for me, but lately more than ever, I've just wanted to have "a" drink and sleep. When I hear songs on the radio about drinking and partying, I just think "where do these people get the energy?" and "when was I supposed to have been doing this?" This whole "party lifestyle" that I seemingly feel like I missed out on just makes me feel old and depressed at 31, but really, did I miss anything by not being "that" girl in my 20's? When we looked out the window of our hotel room last Saturday, there was a line around the block to get in the hotel ballroom to party. I thought of all the girls cold with no jackets in painful shoes waiting over an hour to get into this place where they were going to play this game that I just am not envious of. at all.

2) I think if I were going to be an alcoholic, I would drink tequila and collect really good tequilas. I have over 60 bottles of vodka in my house, and almost all of them are 3 or more years old. I obviously do not have a genetic need to drink or a problem with alcohol, there is no way I know those would last. (I just like the bottles and the neatness of collecting them.) I drink rarely and in spurts or weekends for vacations. But oh. my. god. When I drink tequila...I feel happy happy. Yay happy. Like 2 margaritas and I'm a happy girl happy. It's not the same as other alcohol. But oh tequila, for years and years...I've realized how much I enjoy that very special and different little specialness. It is weird because it is also the alcohol that most of my friends have "banned" and have the most bad memories associated with, and I have the most good associations with it. (But I've never had "that" experience with any particular alcohol to be unable to consume it in the future.)

Thursday, October 1, 2009

curious

why all the loan officers i work for think i'm psychic. seriously. i'm supposed to know seller concessions n a contract that i don't have yet. i'm supposed to know about additional income that wasn't disclosed on the application that i received. and then they sass the answer to me like "i knew it, why didn't you?".

they totally don't pay me enough to turn on my psychic abilities.

cuntboogers.