Thursday, May 6, 2010
Why Steppers is alone...
"Dammit Bud Lite Lime! Why you gotta make me burp so much?!" Said while walking down the street drinking a tall boy. Klassy.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Food: the eternal struggle
Many of inspirations for this have come from the delicious and often dangerous relationships we have with food (sometimes called "snaccidents") Eating is awesome. I'm currently eating red white and blue sprinkles out of a jar right now... Anyway, here are some of the best food related this-is-why-i'm-alone moments I can think of. Ceci and Colleen, please edit and add yours in...
1) A while ago, I feel asleep (passed out) in bed mid way through eating a bagel. It wasn't until 2 days later, when waking up, I discovered the half eaten bagel tangled in my sheets at the foot of my bed. I had a bite. It was stale.
2) I once was eating a peanut butter sandwich in the bathtub (I oft eat in the tub) and dropped half of it in. I quickly fished it out and attempted to continue eating it - I also didn't bother to drain the water. soggy sandwich = sadface
3) About a week ago, I had no food to eat except peanut butter. Instead of eating it with a knife or spoon like any normal person, I decided I was too lazy to wash any utensils, so I ate the peanut butter out of the jar with uncooked pasta. It works quite well...
4) For Colleen: How old was the cannoli cake you and rhiannon found in your fridge and then ate that morning until you got sick?
5) Eating blueberry morning cereal drunk in the bath is great. Dropping most of it into the tub and then picking out the (now re-hydrated) blueberries is even better!
yay! now i'm hungry.
1) A while ago, I feel asleep (passed out) in bed mid way through eating a bagel. It wasn't until 2 days later, when waking up, I discovered the half eaten bagel tangled in my sheets at the foot of my bed. I had a bite. It was stale.
2) I once was eating a peanut butter sandwich in the bathtub (I oft eat in the tub) and dropped half of it in. I quickly fished it out and attempted to continue eating it - I also didn't bother to drain the water. soggy sandwich = sadface
3) About a week ago, I had no food to eat except peanut butter. Instead of eating it with a knife or spoon like any normal person, I decided I was too lazy to wash any utensils, so I ate the peanut butter out of the jar with uncooked pasta. It works quite well...
4) For Colleen: How old was the cannoli cake you and rhiannon found in your fridge and then ate that morning until you got sick?
5) Eating blueberry morning cereal drunk in the bath is great. Dropping most of it into the tub and then picking out the (now re-hydrated) blueberries is even better!
yay! now i'm hungry.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
one more reason I don't like NoVa
Specifically, Clarendon.
but before I get into that, I'm curious about writing a blog - can other people write in/for my blog? I like inclusion, perhaps it comes from my current conflict resolution framework i'm working on with my masters, but who knows..
george mason, so yes that brings be back to example entry #1 of thisiswhyimalone.com...
on my way to class today, I was walking from the clarendon metro to campus, and low and behold, I encountered the first attractive (hence, non-nova type guy) I think I have seen to date in my 2 years at mason. He was leaning up against a sweet bike and I was like, yeah i'mma be smooooth. Smooth meaning, I'm going to fiddle with my iphone/itunes and maybe smile/wink/strut. What actually happened, was mid-strut, I walked directly and painfully into a strategically placed "keep clarendon green" trash can. To make it better my phone was then ejected from my grip and landed in said trash can. luckily, my head phones, which were still attached, served to pull my phone out of the trash can...
On the positive side, the attractive gentleman helped me retrieve my phone, but out of shear horror, I said a quick thanks/nervous laughter and retreated to class. defeated by virginia once again. sigh
but before I get into that, I'm curious about writing a blog - can other people write in/for my blog? I like inclusion, perhaps it comes from my current conflict resolution framework i'm working on with my masters, but who knows..
george mason, so yes that brings be back to example entry #1 of thisiswhyimalone.com...
on my way to class today, I was walking from the clarendon metro to campus, and low and behold, I encountered the first attractive (hence, non-nova type guy) I think I have seen to date in my 2 years at mason. He was leaning up against a sweet bike and I was like, yeah i'mma be smooooth. Smooth meaning, I'm going to fiddle with my iphone/itunes and maybe smile/wink/strut. What actually happened, was mid-strut, I walked directly and painfully into a strategically placed "keep clarendon green" trash can. To make it better my phone was then ejected from my grip and landed in said trash can. luckily, my head phones, which were still attached, served to pull my phone out of the trash can...
On the positive side, the attractive gentleman helped me retrieve my phone, but out of shear horror, I said a quick thanks/nervous laughter and retreated to class. defeated by virginia once again. sigh
Hello, my name is "this is why i'm alone.com" can I buy you a shot?
Hello.
To begin, I must give credit where credit is due to the fodder that will be thisiswhyimalone.com. Her name is Cecilia Campbell-Westlind and she is Swedish and descended from vikings (she also frequently succombs to "snaccidents" like I do, thus contributing to future why-i'm-alone posts... I think vikings also had snaccidents, but they were snaccidents of a cannibalistic nature)
She one day, perhaps not thinking much of it, responded to a mishap of mine, with a simple response: thisiswhyimalone.com and from this harsh critique of my life, came this silly blog.
heartchuuu ceci.
Steph
To begin, I must give credit where credit is due to the fodder that will be thisiswhyimalone.com. Her name is Cecilia Campbell-Westlind and she is Swedish and descended from vikings (she also frequently succombs to "snaccidents" like I do, thus contributing to future why-i'm-alone posts... I think vikings also had snaccidents, but they were snaccidents of a cannibalistic nature)
She one day, perhaps not thinking much of it, responded to a mishap of mine, with a simple response: thisiswhyimalone.com and from this harsh critique of my life, came this silly blog.
heartchuuu ceci.
Steph
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