i abhor skype cause you're forced to look at yourself while having a chat. neck wrinkles really stand out on video. really, who looks at their neck? i'm too busy focusing on the giant dent in my forehead and the laugh lines (very funny, those things). its probably best not to dwell on that type of unpleasantness. i figure if i don't ever look at my @ss in the mirror, it will cease to depress me.
yesterday i achieved cake ball overload when audrey and i baked another four dozen; devil's food was the flavor du jour. i'm beginning to detest these sugary orbs of sweetness. they're quite simple to make, but seriously messy. then what the hell do you do with 50 cake balls? i'm thinking i should host some sort of contest like the weiner ones on the east coast. little miss audrey was infinitely more efficient than i, rolling two balls to my one (ah, the speediness of youth). but i took the lead when i consumed more than she (take THAT, skinny 21-year old).
last night, audrey and i and some of our friends participated in team trivia at the 'lakewood 1st and ten' bar. this group of beer guzzling scholars has been playing live team trivia every few months or so for over a decade now. i have no idea why we subject ourselves to this humiliation. in all the years we've played, we've only won four times and last night we also failed to be victorious. for a bunch of college-educated folks, we're apparently pretty obtuse when it comes to random minutiae. here's the 'bin laden tracked & killed through royal wedding rsvp' team (minus laura - i forgot to take pictures until the shank of the evening):
we look smart, right? unfortunately, its not all about intelligent, good looks.
here are our famed team trivia hosts - frowning 'score update guy' (who sings) and whose name i don't remember and gary (who will take a bribe):
today i made croutons, cause you know, that's what one does with too much time on their hands (and a faulty loaf of bread).
why is kirstie alley still on 'dancing with the stars'? do people vote on that show or do the judges decide? maybe rubinesque is making a comeback. and holy 'man booker prize' award - playboy, sex-tape, dwts kendra is writing a SECOND book. i had no idea she could actually spell 'book'.
watching e! online makes me realize i need hair extensions and false eyelashes.
once again, i've bored myself to, well, major boredom. sleep is elusive; i'm off to see what other entertainment the dogs or the tv can provide.
tomorrow i promise to be more interesting even if i have to make sh*t up (or maybe i'll make a video of myself singing my brand new single "thursday" - i hear you can become a youtube sensation if you write and perform crappy songs about days of the week).
frantic and sleepless hugs,
t.
p.s. why do pirates wear so much eyeliner?
yesterday i achieved cake ball overload when audrey and i baked another four dozen; devil's food was the flavor du jour. i'm beginning to detest these sugary orbs of sweetness. they're quite simple to make, but seriously messy. then what the hell do you do with 50 cake balls? i'm thinking i should host some sort of contest like the weiner ones on the east coast. little miss audrey was infinitely more efficient than i, rolling two balls to my one (ah, the speediness of youth). but i took the lead when i consumed more than she (take THAT, skinny 21-year old).
last night, audrey and i and some of our friends participated in team trivia at the 'lakewood 1st and ten' bar. this group of beer guzzling scholars has been playing live team trivia every few months or so for over a decade now. i have no idea why we subject ourselves to this humiliation. in all the years we've played, we've only won four times and last night we also failed to be victorious. for a bunch of college-educated folks, we're apparently pretty obtuse when it comes to random minutiae. here's the 'bin laden tracked & killed through royal wedding rsvp' team (minus laura - i forgot to take pictures until the shank of the evening):
we look smart, right? unfortunately, its not all about intelligent, good looks.
here are our famed team trivia hosts - frowning 'score update guy' (who sings) and whose name i don't remember and gary (who will take a bribe):
today i made croutons, cause you know, that's what one does with too much time on their hands (and a faulty loaf of bread).
why is kirstie alley still on 'dancing with the stars'? do people vote on that show or do the judges decide? maybe rubinesque is making a comeback. and holy 'man booker prize' award - playboy, sex-tape, dwts kendra is writing a SECOND book. i had no idea she could actually spell 'book'.
watching e! online makes me realize i need hair extensions and false eyelashes.
once again, i've bored myself to, well, major boredom. sleep is elusive; i'm off to see what other entertainment the dogs or the tv can provide.
tomorrow i promise to be more interesting even if i have to make sh*t up (or maybe i'll make a video of myself singing my brand new single "thursday" - i hear you can become a youtube sensation if you write and perform crappy songs about days of the week).
frantic and sleepless hugs,
t.
p.s. why do pirates wear so much eyeliner?
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