under the milky way

hang on i'm so hungry i'm going to die !

okay. last night was my first night of having a real life. i realized pretty early that i was being kind of melodramatic and that most of my freakout was definitely due to birth control issues, but i still felt a little bit of residual sadness. mouse was back from tour, so i went over to his house to welcome him back. i stopped at milk and honey on the way, which is this ridiculously expensive yuppie store that sells locally grown stuff for way too much fucking money and is kind of ridiculous and inaccessible since it's like, one block away from an economically depressed area. haha.



don't get me wrong, they have a lot of like beautiful delicious-looking fresh local food and the people who work there are nice, it's just a really odd placement of a store- like, i'm doing pretty well and i can barely afford to shop there. a handful of random greens is like $10. a carton of eggs is like $7. anyway, whatever, i went there and got a sandwich for dinner because there's not much else between my house and mouse's. i got a thai tofu hoagie which was um... some greens, like 3 pieces of tofu, and... guacamole? on the hardest roll of all time for all those squishy ingredients. for $7.


THIS is how you make a tofu hoagie (tofu bahn mi from fu wah)

i theoretically support what they're doing, but it's definitely like... an exclusive rich people place in a non-rich neighborhood. whatever, i guess it's a business, but it's just kind of an odd alienating presence at 45th and baltimore.

anyway enough about that place ! p.s. i also got a hank's root beer. but really, enough ! i got to mouse's and he regaled me with tales from tour- just fyi, when he hugged a naked lady, that wasn't a euphemism- a naked lady gave him a hug at a warehouse they were playing. it sounds like he had a pretty good time, and it was good to see him, but i was feeling kind of anxious and tired so i didn't stay too long.

when i got home, i didn't really know what to do with myself ! christina was in bed, so i watched some simpsons episodes on DVR and my friend perry and i shared our favorite poems with each other. that is not as dumb or nerdy as it sounds ! my two favorites are cascando by samuel beckett and the love song of j. alfred prufrock by t.s. eliot. i forgot what his favorites are cause i am self-absorbed !



my only real goal for last night when i got home was to buy a new yoga mat. SOMEONE (mouse) got hot sauce all over my last one (because i left a bottle of hot sauce perched on the edge of an end table and left my yoga mat on the floor). i was much happier when i was doing yoga regularly- not for the relaxation factor because i basically never relax, but because i'm very impressed with how stretchy and bendy i am and it made my body feel good. i think i may have given my yoga dvd away though, so anyone have any recommendations? remember that i'm fat, but flexible.



i guess i'm doing okay. i miss my wow friends already, but not having the pressure to be home to raid tonight is pretty stellar ! mouse is coming over to catch up on doctor who (incidentally, after he goes to yoga).

the next few weeks are going to be super busy. my mom is coming to visit next week (and i have some time off of work !), my friend john from cleveland's band is playing here next weekish (i think?), my BIRTHDAY is right after that, and then um... then i can go back to being bored and anxious, probably. or maybe i will have snapped out of it at that point.

it's taken me forever to get this written today because i have so much leftover crud from reunion !

p.s. there's a BABY at work for me to look at !
p.p.s. i'm really proud of myself for making myself go out spontaneously last night, in the RAIN. i NEVER go out in the rain !

decorative popcorn

what's up dudesssss. yesterday after work i went to mouse's to theoretically help him hang a mirror. he has a big mirror that goes into a frame built into his door, and the frame broke. it turns out that the two of us together are not strong or smart enough to fix something like that though ! but i did get to see him attempt a one-armed push-up (he's not there yet, though i did make him try one knowing he just decided to start learning to do one recently) and watch part of a pavel tsatsouline video with him. pavel tsastsouline is apparently some russian guy whose schtick is that he's a tough russian guy who whipped the red army into shape, and he is really into bodyweight-only exercises and kettlebell.



anyway the only reason this is interesting at all is that he totally exaggerates his russian accent so he sounds insane, and he starts every. single. segment. with "comrade,". like "comrade, now we are going to attempt a one armed push-up." like, we gettttt ittttttt dudeeeee you're russian.

after that i walked home, and stopped at milk and honey to look for treats. they were totally cleaned out and the only cupcake they had was a squash cupcake. isn't that ridiculous? that is like the dessert that a kid would get in a roald dahl book after his parents died and he was put in the care of some cruel relative. i gave up and went home and made fake chicken soup, which is really just fake chicken broth with thin egg noodles and an egg beaten with parmesan. usually it has a ton of carrots and green onions too but i didn't have either of those things and it's like, one of my ultimate comfort foods. it reminds me of mrs. grass' noodle soup which my grandma used to always make us when i was little.



so, i'm nervous about this school thing. i applied for the summer session yesterday and am working on my slightly more complex fall application and in general i'm worried that my college grades from 10 years ago will count against me. i have like, a 2.95 or something (because i didn't take school seriously and i kept taking these weird film classes that i hated with the same professor, whose claim to fame was consulting on the script for 'beverly hills cop 2' and getting Cs) and they prefer that transfer students have a 3.0. but like, that was 10 years ago ! what does it matter !



i mean, i get it, even though the qualifications for this program are much less stringent than regular penn admission, they still have to have some standards. but like, i'm smart ! and i'm 28 now and not 18 and will totally take school seriously and do my homework and maybe even study ! what a crock.

anyway, hopefully i at least get accepted for the summer session. this is the class i'm interested in taking:

American Cultural History to 1865
This seminar will examine the everyday lives of early Americans as well as the key sources of cultural change between 1600 and 1865. We will look at a range of issues, including: sexuality; changing conceptualizations of death and childhood; the rise of consumer culture; and the racialized and gendered politics of early modern identity. We will visit halls, taverns, city streets, churches, slave quarters, shops, and bed chambers where we will observe the comings and goings of some fascinating people. We will also interrogate the pivotal interdisciplinary methods and theoretical approaches scholars have used to write early American cultural history. Readings will comprise a sampling of recent scholarship as well as a variety of colorful primary sources such as diaries and private correspondences. We will also study objects, 18th-century prints, and photographs. Requirements for the course include active discussion, critical reading, a mid-term paper (3–5 pages), and a seminar paper (10–12 pages).

can you imagine how much time i will spend either freaking out at people or wanting to freak out at people? i'm really excited !

last night was a raid night, and it was all right. we recruited some random combat rogue (i am a mutilate rogue) and i offered him a flask and the first thine he said to me was, "thanks, i'm LAGGING LIKE A HOE". this is amusing because like... every disagreement i've had in my guild was about someone saying something sexist (we have a policy that people can't talk like neanderthals so no sexist/homophobic/racist jokes or slang and no use of the word 'rape') and the first thing this dude said to me was a totally nonsensical sexist thing ! we sorted it out though- he apologized profusely and told me he's 16 years old. this is my life !



p.s. i just noticed that i said i was 28. i guess i'm 27, but i've been saying 28 since january because i passed the six month point after my birthday. haha.