I'm going to restart this blog for the summer of 2012!!!!!

this is a video of me preparing the hell of of some krautin' kabbage.

spending the night in reading angela davis' autobiography, listening to the wipers and drinking some pretty seriously cosmic herbal tea (feverfew, motherwort, catnip and black cohosh). Any weirdo alternative interests I'm not covering?

summer smiles

well, my taco month is over and i'm past due for a new goal, but i can't seem to get one going. I wasn't going to drink or eat sugar, but I'm not really feeling the whole deprivation as a challenge thing right now. I'm way more into the whole wallowing in nostalgia, looking over old emails, listening to significant songs and scoping out people from the past on flickr and other social netoworking sites, which is, coincidentally, what i did last night when i got home from a meeting....where we ate tacos. bringin' it all back home.

gunna go see eraserhead tonight at midnight, and it's gunna be the best date i ever took myself on. maybe that's my goal for august-- taking myself out on dates. i like it.

tuesday night tacos were purchased at chipotle, usually a horrific disappointment, but pete and i ate these on the staten island ferry, on our way to explore a new land. tired from work and robbed of bravery and adventure by my feelings of exhaustion, i got weird about sneaking beer onto the ferry, which was dumb because it's way more in the spirit of summer than caution and "are we allowed to?". we ate vegan tacos with beans, corn salsa, peppers and onions, guacamole and i think that was it. we walked around and looked at mansions and the september 11 memorial, as well as a suspiciously huge crane that totally looked like something out of city of lost children. Pete's sense of reckless adventure finally won out, so we drank beer on the street amongst weeping willows and plantation style homes.

wednesday i got doored at 9am, so i spent the whole day grumpy and worried in the emergency room. I got home and ate omlette tacos really late, then ice cream and cookies. Now I'm awake, and I'm probably going to go hang around the police station to get a police report.