Stopping time.

Well, not really, of course.
Though, speaking in terms of mutant powers, surely a desirable power to possess.

Lovely, lovely yesterday.
Bodhi Tree in Huntington Beach. I never really could appreciate tricky-wanna-be-meat vegetables, but the food was surprisingly delightful. And affordable. Also, 24minute parking zone beaten.
Nap and chess in the park to aid digestion. Defeated again!
Shaved ice and popcorn chicken to satiate pregnant woman appetite. Football in the parking lot.
Snack sustained us for the ride to the Griffith Observatory. Existential crisis inducing planetarium show, educational as well. Insignificant?
"But you mean everything to me."
Mr. Pizza in LA for dinner. Korean joint. Met my dream pizza: bacon, sour cream, corn, ground beef, onions, sweet potato crust, cheddar cheese, and, yes, potatoes.
Paid the $1.50 parking fee in 69 pennies. God bless the gatekeeper.
Peeped Peter's new pad in LA. A vision for the visionary. Soon to be filled with great artwork.
Stopped in Long Beach on the way home for a flick - The Hulk. Unassumingly hilarious. Yes, Hulk smash!
Home around 2am to rest heads.

♥

Who am I even talking to?

Formerly, I thought the name of this blog to be a bit ridiculous.
It really couldn't be any more appropriate.

Weekend Highlights.

Picked Laura Deely up on Thursday. Boogied.
Graduated on Friday. Been vegetating since.
Got wasted in my room on Saturday. Thank you to the hilarious individuals involved.
Gave myself food poisoning on Sunday. Two day old chow fun does not equal fun chow.
Made very bad pun on Monday. See previous.

Jonesing to write read and crochet. How domestic!

Dear Feist,

Thank you for never failing to express how I feel.
It's almost creepy how accurate you are sometimes.

Thankfully yours,
Me.

Jinxed.

"hm" his response contemplative
terse
telling

apologetically, she joined the rank-and-file
eclipsed, muffled by throated hands and
of course
desperately in love