Hoobastank, we out here 🤘🏼 (@ Viejas)

I recreated this shirt from an old Hoobastank shirt I got 20+ years ago.

Dan (the guitarist) gave us the setlist after the show, Chris (the drummer) gave us one of his drumsticks, several people complimented us on our shirts and asked where we got them bc they were only selling Everclear merch, one took a picture of me, and Doug (the lead singer) pointed out my shirt on the mic! My eyes are up here, Doug Robb 👀 Also, I’m staying in room 1208 at the Willow’s side of the hotel tonight 😜

I posted my shirt and my pic of the setlist to my IG stories, and @hoobastank, @hoobadougroub, and @danielestrin liked and reposted my story 🫠 I can die now. Please invite them to my funeral and have them perform Inside of You ✌🏼

🫠🫠🫠

There is a hell, and it’s the 405 in Long Beach in the summer 🥵

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Oh, so we just all have the same type now? 😆

I don’t need Yahoo Answers to tell me I’m not pregnant – I just crave pickles and ice cream like I’m eating for two 😆

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I don’t identify with much of a Capricorn’s traits – I’m idealistic, flighty and irresponsible. But I like to blame things on astronomical phenomenons like mercury retrograde and moon phases – pretty much anything but my own poor life choices 😅

They unexpectedly gave us an extra day off tomorrow for Labor Day, so I’ve been working tirelessly this week to get all my shit done a day early because due dates don’t care about your 4-day weekend 😅 I haven’t left my apartment in 3 days 😵‍💫 I hear this thud on my balcony and was like, ‘Shit, how windy is it outside?’ I got an email last night about a ‘life-threatening wind storm‘ hitting LA, and thought it was that. I look outside and saw this squirrel knocked over the Birdbuddy that not a single bird has visited in the past month, and now he’s feasting on the fruit and seed mix all to himself. TBH, I’d rather feed the squirrels than the birds, I’ve just never seen them this high before (I live on the top floor).

Here’s a video of a squirrel eating nuts in my parents’ backyard. Yes, we feed wild animals, and yes, I got them that tiny picnic table from Etsy.

Update: I just looked out there and there’s two squirrels now. He told his friends 😆

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BRB, adding ‘doordash and smash’ to my list of hobbies under my Tinder bio.

He’s not wrong – this title had me salivating when I saw it on the album’s track list, and when I finally heard it, it did not disappoint. I have always loved Deftones’ softer shit (even Chino’s side band, †††, is more my usual speed). Sextape, Beauty School, and Minerva are among my favorites, and all on my Deftones playlist, along with a bunch of other songs that could lull adulterous CEOs into an unsuspecting sway 😏

Jessie and Abe are Padres season ticket holders, so we were able to get presale to the festival! Can’t wait to cry downtown with these b’s 😭

Pammie was able to get us front row tickets! The next best thing to being in a suite 😆

Mumford & Sons – Ghosts That We Knew

Hold me still
Bury my heart next to yours

Lord Huron – Long Lost

Lay me in the tall grown grass in a shallow grave
Let it have me

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You got a dark side, guess you’re not the only one
What if we both tried fighting what we’re running from?
We can’t fix it if we never face it
What if we find a way to escape it?

Do I just have a thing for animated demons? 😅

Or just all demons?

While we’re on the subject of embarrassing revelations about myself, I was raving about how much I love banana pudding at the Padres game, and my sister was like, ‘Didn’t you used to love the banana cream pie from Coco’s, too?’ I was like, ‘Ya! One time (before the stroke, obviously) I doordashed an entire banana cream pie from Coco’s. As I was eating a slice, I thought to myself, ‘Is this rock bottom?’ 😅

Anyway, I’m already regretting posting this. Might delete later, probably.

I stayed an extra day at my sister’s, as evident by the Harry Potter bowl, flaxseed in my cereal, and creatine in my iced coffee. I apparently need more protein in my life? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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I hate how much I love this man.

My grandma loved butterflies. Ever since she passed in 2020, we’d always say it was her visiting whenever we’d see a butterfly. At her funeral, I sent a silent prayer up above, ‘Please don’t haunt me.’ 😅 LOL few things scare me more than ghosts, and she hasn’t visited me in my dreams since…

Anyway, when we heard about this Butterfly Release Memorial Celebration at Liberty Station, we thought it’d be a nice way to honor her. It was cathartic – releasing butterflies, remembering the loved ones we’ve lost, and letting go of all the things not meant for me 🥺

Petco Park, I am in you. LFGSD ⚾💛🤎

I have been to several Padres vs. Dodgers games (both in SD and LA, both during the regular season and the postseason), and the Padres have never won against the Dodgers in my presence until last night! It was incredible. Thanks to Pammie for buying us tickets in the Agave Club 😘

Jessie and Abe were there with Baby Isaac, and Jess was wearing a City Connect shirt. I was like, ‘How’d you know they were gonna wear their City Connect uniforms tonight?’ And she was like, ‘Because it’s Friday!’ I was today years old when I found out that the Padres always wear their City Connect uniforms at home games on Fridays 😅 If I would’ve known that, I might’ve cricutted a brighter shirt for today.

I saw people watching the game from their balconies in the surrounding buildings and thought, ‘What a cool view.’ Pammie was like, ‘If I bought one of these condos downtown for you to rent, would you move back to SD?’ Um, 100%! I was looking at prices of rentals overlooking Petco and the median was $4,000/month 😵‍💫 I could afford to live there if I didn’t do any extracurriculars 😅 It was like when I was living in my apartment in La Mesa, but was so poor, all I did was work at my graphic design job during the day, go to art school at night, do my homework at the library because they had free air conditioning, and eat honeydew with a spoon with Shi on hot days. Life was so much simpler back then, but I’m financially stable now 😅 People who make less money than I do have nicer cars, own homes… It all depends on what you want to spend your money on. And I would rather pay for VIP access at a concert or first class on an airplane than own a nice car. I was looking at more affordable rentals (still downtown, but not overlooking Petco), and they were in the low $2,000s/month. That, I would be okay paying. It’s comparable to the rental prices in LA, look much nicer than the apartment I live in now, have in-unit washers/dryers (some asshole hit my parked car at the laundromat last month), and I’d save money in gas not driving back and forth from LA to SD all the time.

My boss recently told our web team (who’s been WFH since the pandemic), that she was talking to our VP about the new buildings our department is moving into soon (the print team has been working in our current office for the past few years. They started building the new offices during the pandemic and people started moving in this month), and his boss (the CEO’s son), doesn’t plan on having the web team come in. I’ve always felt like he thought the web department wasn’t important (we get the revenue reports, and a single one of our emails generated $5 million in revenue last year, so I beg to differ), so I’m not surprised he doesn’t care if we’re in-office or not. Besides, my boss and I are the only ones who live near the office in the South Bay, because we were here before the pandemic. Everyone else is scattered throughout LA (or have moved out of state), and I know they wouldn’t be down to commute. She said it’s not official yet, but something to think about…

I find the office environment very toxic (not all offices, just this department in particular), and I was dreading being in-office again soon. I even made a portfolio in case it was too much and I decided to leave. I’ve lived in LA for 13 years now (I moved here to work at this same company), and it’s never felt like home. Sure, it has good restos, and artists always have shows in LA, but Mexican food in SD will always be superior to Mexican food in LA (fight me), and I’ve gone to more shows in SD this year (it’s always easier than going to the same show in LA), plus most of my friends and family are in SD. If I have the opportunity to still work for an LA company (and make LA money!), but move back home to SD, I should take it, right?

Deftones – i think about you all the time

All of my life
You’ve been the same
All of our days
And we’ll never change

Private Music dropped today 🐍🖤

(via @whitneyhansonpoetry)

‘Cause sooner or later
This is bound to stop
Come on, let’s savor
What we’re falling for

These shows were rescheduled from January because of the wildfires. I love Young the Giant (understatement of the year), I love when bands perform albums in their entirety, I love the Troubadour, but I hate schlepping to West Hollywood on a Friday night. And when I was looking at ticket prices in January, it was $700 to go to both shows 😵‍💫 This way, I can save several hundred dollars, and cry sing as loud as I want in the privacy of my own home. Besides, I’m seeing them live in Pioneertown next month ✌🏼

I’m the only one who doesn’t dye my hair in my family. My parents have been box dyeing their grays for years now, and so has my sister who is only 13 months older than me. She usually gets balayage done at the salon and touches up her roots herself. Sometimes my sister dyes my mom’s hair and my mom dyes my dad’s hair. I’m not allowed to dye anyone’s hair – You accidentally mix the developer with the conditioner instead of the color gel once, and people never let you forget it 😅 They would always say how lucky I am that I don’t get grays. I don’t blow dry or straighten my hair, either, I’ve got that stick straight Asian hair that doesn’t hold a curl.

Anyway, when I was brushing my hair the other day, I noticed one hair in my part shining in the light. It was a fucking white hair! I asked Pammie to tweeze it, and she was like, ‘Which one???’

Which one?! I beg your finest pardon?! You guys, I apparently have multiple gray hairs… Am I old? (Don’t answer that).

I love me some salt and pepper on a man, but this is not a cute look for me 👵🏻

Legit almost squeezed some tamarindo in my eye this morning.

In my defense, I had just woken up and wasn’t wearing my glasses. Also, the tamarindo bottle and eye drops bottle are v similar in color. Whenever I’m working, IDK how many times I’ve opened Spotify when I meant to open Excel (both green icons) or opened iMovie instead of Teams (both purple icons).

Is there a term for people who confuse similar colors? I’m not color blind. At least I don’t think I am 😅 I’ll just keep my Mexican candy in bed with me to avoid confusion 😆

Def not getting bangs and most def not getting banged 😅

Also, I have regretted getting bangs every time I’ve done it. EVERY 👏🏼 DAMN 👏🏼 TIME 👏🏼

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It’s on sight! 🫡

Tickets don’t go on sale until next week, but I’m def going to this 🥹

– Room booked at the Hilton Bayfront ✔️

– Prepared to spend the end of the year crying downtown (what else is new?) ✔️

Mumford & Sons – White Blank Page

You desired my attention
But denied my affections

Lord Huron – The Night We Met

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met

Jessie’s husband is probably the closest I’ll come to having an actual husband (we have the same birthday, we both hate yellow mustard, and we joke that we’re gonna marry each other after Jessie’s untimely death LOL).

I had a routine mammo done a few months ago, and they said I had to come back for more imaging because one of my breasts looked different compared to last year’s mammo. I rescheduled my appointment twice and finally got in today. Three of my dear friends got diagnosed with breast cancer in the past five years (two are in remission and one just finished chemo), so I was already a little anxious going in.

The lady did my mammo, and told me to wait a bit. She was going to have the radiologist assess my results and see if I need further imaging and/or an ultrasound. I’m waiting by myself in the mammo room for half an hour, fiddling with the ties on my exam gown, thinking the worst as the minutes ticked by. The lady comes back super apologetic for the wait, but everything was fine and I was cleared to leave.

I drove home feeliing lighter than when the day had started, and took my favorite route through PCH 🌴✨

When I got back to my apartment, I ran into my neighbor, Donna, in the elevator. She’s this older lady who has lived in this building longer than I have. I haven’t seen her since before I had the stroke, and I didn’t think she still lived here, but she lives on another floor. She always knows the chisme, and got me up to speed on all the tenants that have moved out and are moving in. She said a new girl was moving into the studio next to mine, but she hasn’t moved in yet. She said, ‘girl’, but Donna’s like 100-years-old, so IDK what she considers young LOL. I asked what happened to the lady who used to live there, and she was like, ‘Oh the deaf lady? She just moved out.’ I was relieved she didn’t die in there, but I felt like an asshole because I never knew she was deaf, and I’ve said, ‘Hi’ to her before to no avail, thinking she was rude 😅

Update: Someone else I love coincidentally also had a mammo follow up today and wasn’t cleared like I was 😔 Hoping for a more positive outcome after her biopsy 🙏🏼

Baby, look into my eyes
You’re taking all my light
You’ll always love her, right?

Love this Cigarettes After Sex song, and love this cover from the other person’s POV even more 💔

(via @west_coast_foos)

Update: Jessie has season tickets and was seeing if they could upgrade to the Agave Club, since that’s where Pammie got us tickets for Friday’s game in SD against the Dodgers. People are selling their Agave Club tickets for $500+ each on resale sites, and she was telling Pammie she should sell them for profit. The Padres have lost the last three games I attended (all to the Dodgers), so I told her if she wants to sell them, I’d be okay with that. Maybe save that money for the postseason…

Last game of the series today 🙏🏼

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My sister and I both got our hair cut one time, and we each got a different stylist, but were seated next to each other. My stylist was talking to me the entire time, and Pammie and her stylist barely exchanged two words. By the end of the cut, my stylist had invited me to her house for Christmas (it was around the holidays). IDK if it’s because my sister has RBF LOL or because I just look friendly, but strangers always talk to me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Another time, I remember taking a long drive with an ex, and by the end of the car ride, I realized I was the only one doing the talking, and I was like, ‘How come you’re not saying anything?’ and he was like, ‘Well, I couldn’t get a word in.’ 😳 My bad for being engaging!

You’ll drive in my car
Just tell me we are going somewhere

Since the stroke, I try not to speak as much. The stroke altered my speech, so it’s delayed and most people have a hard time understanding me. Even when someone is talking, and I have a great anecdote to add that totally relates, I usually refrain from saying it because most people don’t have the patience to hear me try to get it out (including me).

I gave my dad a Birdbuddy last Christmas, and birds would visit it daily. He took it down when my parents went on vacation, and he hasn’t put it back up yet, so I borrowed it and put it on my balcony. It’s been out there for 3 weeks now, and not one bird has visited me 😭 And there’s a thick line of trees in front of my building, too, so I know there’s birds out there.

Anyway, I’m just trying to navigate this post-stroke world, where people and birds aren’t attracted to my energy anymore 😅

Update: NM, I’m good with no birds ✌🏼

Pammie and her husband always complain about the birds waking them up at an unholy hour, too – it’s not the dulcet tones of birds chirping, either, it’s something more akin to this Tyler the Creator bullshit 😆

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Boxed brownies kind of weekend.

I may or may not have cried into the batter, and have been eating my tears.

In an unrelated note, I started my period today.

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Who needs Dodger Stadium when you can doordash Buffalo Wild Wings, make homemade garlic fries, get beer at the corner liquor store, and watch the game on your home theater projector???

It’s common knowledge that food tastes better when served in a coffin-shaped tray ⚰️🖤

Yes, the beer is Fistful of Gummies (by Second Chance Beer Company in SD), and yes, your girl loves a fruity sour. Someone once asked me for gum, and I only had the candy-flavored variety—Sour Patch Kids Gum and Starburst Gum. He was like, ‘Are you an adult???’ LOL get off me…

Update: The Padres lost 😩

When you’re trying to have a serious conversation, but your friends are moms 😅

Before she texted that the message was meant for her son, I was thinking, ‘Uhhh, IDK, is this a trick question?’ 😆

You can say ‘I love you’ in Helvetica, and you can say it with Helvetica Extra Light if you want to be really fancy, or you can say it with the Extra Bold if it’s really intense and passionate.

I watched this typography docu, Helvetica, in art school, and it has stuck with me after all these years.

Coincidentally, Jessie DM’d me this reel today and was like, ‘Is this you’ 🤣

(via @universe.decodee)

💯 this is me, and I would totally do the same – screenshot the logo, open it in Photoshop, zoom in and drag the guides to see if the letters are properly aligned.

You guys, IDK why I’m single when there are clearly other like-minded lunatics out there like me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The devil in your eyes
Won’t deny the lies you’ve sold
I’m holding on too tight, while you let go
This is casual

Obsessed.

Sombr has a few upcoming sold out shows in LA, but the cheapest I can find a ticket for is $300+ on StubHub. I usually buy my concert tickets in pairs, even if I don’t know who I’m going with yet, but I don’t think I’ll find anyone who would pay that much to see this guy. This is also why I go to John Mayer concerts by myself 😆

My favorite sandwich spot (All’Antico Vinaio) and bakery (Levain) in NYC are now both on Abbott Kinney Boulevard. We were walking behind this woman wearing a flowy dress, and some dude passes by and tells the woman, ‘OMG, you look like a goddess!’ He walks past me and Mary, and it was *complete silence* LOL. I looked down at my outfit (Moo Deng shirt, leggings and Vans), and asked her, ‘Do I not look like a goddess in this?’ 😅

My car was parked on the street, and I saw someone smiling and taking a picture of my bumper sticker, and the cashier at Jeni’s Splendid Ice Creams told me she loved my Moo Deng shirt, so I got my validation in the end 😆

I’ve only been to two of these stadiums (SD + LA), but can confirm, Petco Park is awesome ⚾💛🤎

Dodger Stadium is nothing to write home about – It’s in DTLA, and it sucks driving there no matter what time or day the game is. It doesn’t highlight local restos like Petco does – I usually just get a doyer dog, beer, garlic fries, Dole Whip… LOL standard baseball stadium fare. You would think LA would renovate the stadium since the Dodgers have made it to half the World Series in the past decade, and they built the Rams/Chargers and Clippers new stadiums, but Dodger Stadium feels dated (like Jack Murphy Stadium vibes if you were around SD in the 1900s 😆). And it’s ranked 10/30… What do 11-30 look like? 😅

Update: #1 MLB stadium in the league and now #1 in our division! LFGSD ⚾💛🤎

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Pammie: [talking about work] And PWC suggested our monthly meeting could be in person just because they want to work out of our office at the beach once a month, but I could tell everyone who WFH wasn’t down with that. So I was like, ‘Maybe it could just be on an ad hoc basis’…
Me: What’s that mean? Ad hoc?
Pammie: Like, ‘sporadic’…
Me: Say less.

When I say, ‘explain it to me in terms I’ll understand’, this is what I mean 😆

My head was throbbing last night 🐸🔪

I used to get headaches all the time before the stroke (I’d take Excedrin Migraine on the daily), but I can count on one hand how many headaches I’ve gotten after the stroke (once when I got Covid, and another time when I moved back to LA and weirdly got my period twice that month). I had a migraine last night around 8p, took some Excedrin, and slept with an ice pack. I forgot Excedrin has caffeine in it, so I laid in bed wide awake till like 2 in the morning winning imaginary arguments in my head. According to my health app, my period is starting soon LOL, so hopefully that’s the culprit. If it’s something more serious, welp, it was nice knowing (most of) ya 😅

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…or me when my work bestie told me she has to go to the Ai4 Conference in Vegas this week 🥵 I’ll just be working out of my air conditioned apartment in my chonies, thank yew…

She is also going to Arizona this weekend 🔥

When it’s hot as balls outside (80° is hot to this socal girlie), you run the A/C and make some cold Greek Israeli Couscous Salad. Jessie used to make this for me all the time after I had my stroke 🥹

Greek Israeli Couscous Salad
Adapted from bowl of delicious

Ingredients:

• 16 oz. Israeli (Pearl) Couscous
• 2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
• 1 teaspoon kosher salt
• 1 package (12 oz.) feta cheese, crumbled
• 1 can (3.8 oz.) sliced black olives
• 1 package (10 oz.) red grape tomatoes, sliced in halves
• 1 can (15.5 oz.) garbanzo beans
• 1 can (14 oz.) quartered artichoke hearts
• 1 large cucumber, sliced and quartered
• 1 cup diced red onion
• 1 cup Primal Kitchen Dressing & Marinade, Greek
• 4 tablespoons toasted pine nuts

Instructions:

1. In a medium pot, mix 16 oz. Israeli (Pearl) Couscous and 2 tablespoons of extra-virgin olive oil. Toast over medium heat, stirring frequently, until some of the pieces of couscous get brown in color. Add 3 cups water and 1 teaspoon kosher salt. Bring to a boil, cover, turn heat down to low, and simmer for 10 minutes, or until all the water has been absorbed (stir every so often to prevent sticking).
2. When the couscous is done, put it in a colander and run cold water over it until pearls are cool. Put it in the fridge as you prep the other ingredients.
3. Add all remaining ingredients to a large bowl and add the couscous. Gently mix it so everything is coated in the Greek dressing, and keep it chilled in the fridge until ready to eat.

My sister’s in a fantasy football league with our old friends from when we were kids, and their draft is today. It’s horrifying funny they haven’t changed since high school 😅

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The Party City that closed down unexpectedly earlier this year across from my sister’s house has been vacant since, but now is a Spirit Halloween store 🎃

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How early is too early to put up Halloween decorations? I want to propel a skeleton from my balcony, but my apartment faces the main street. The apartment next door to me is still vacant, and I don’t want to scare away any potential tenants. Or maybe I’ll just attract a really cool one 😈

I already have this door hanger up year round.

And wear this shirt year round.

And this one.

Update: Just added this shirt to the collection yesterday. Boys, try not to fall in love with me ⚰️🖤

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My sister’s husband DM’d me this reel today, and I’ve never felt more seen 🔪

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I ain’t trying to have it all 😆

When I say I’m busy, this is what I mean 🧩🥃✌🏼

Update: This is how far I got before I started questioning my puzzle-solving abilities… Hopefully, I’ll be done by the time I’m on social security 👵🏻

We had a department puzzle competition at work once, and I thought we were doing so well. My intimate relationship with candy surprisingly did not give my team a leg up on the competition even though the puzzle was candy bar-themed, and we placed 9th out of 10th place 😅 Each person on the winning team won $500 each, while I just got a sore lower back from bending over for 2 hours and a consolation bag of cat farts.

Were you lying all the time?
Was it just a game to you?
But I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?

This song is haunting me. First, it played on the last episode of The Summer I Turned Pretty (even though this song came out long before these kids were even born). Then, I heard it on the radio on Resurrection Sunday. Then, I heard it used on an IG reel.

This is probably my favorite Cranberries song 💔 followed closely by Zombie 🧟. And When You’re Gone. And Dreams. Damn, Dolores! You are missed…

Welp, I guess I have to work on those Snoop banners today after all 😅

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May this kind of love find me 😂

It’s Addams with two D’s – like ‘padded room’

🖤

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My sister doesn’t usually drink (she has plenty of other vices LOL). She’s one of those Asians who turns bright red after a sip of Martini and Rossi. She does enjoy an espresso martini every once in a while (even though she normally doesn’t like coffee or vodka, but apparently mixed together is her sweet spot).

All that to say, she went to a party last weekend where she brought a bottle of Blanton’s Bourbon Whiskey, because it was the birthday girl’s favorite. Pammie tried it and said it was so smooth. I love a good cocktail, and I always tell Pammie, ‘You can’t even taste the alcohol’ and she can always taste it. Problem is, I like the taste of alcohol 😆

One NYE in my 20s, I drank so much Jack Daniel’s, I was throwing up well into the next year. I’ve been turned off by straight up whiskey since (though I don’t mind it in sangria), but I’m willing to partake in some Blanton’s if my sister likes it.

Let’s have a toast for the douchebags
Let’s have a toast for the assholes
Let’s have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let’s have a toast for the jerk-offs
That’ll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can

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Y’all ain’t never went through no hard shit before, and it shows 😆

My boss always puts me in charge when she’s out of office because I’m the most senior web designer after her. Her name is Gaye, so I’ll be Gaye until noon 😆

Look at this fucking keto turmeric fried egg with baked kale gratin 👀

When I first had my stroke, I stayed at my sister’s house. I ended up staying there for a year and a half as I relearned how to speak, how to walk without falling down, how to take a shower by myself, how to cut my own nails, how to drive… I would sleep most of the day and was scared to eat like I used to before the stroke (grab snacks at the fucking gas station, doordash takeout for breakfast, lunch, and dinner), so I would meal prep healthy shit and Jessie and Christine were saviors, making and sending me healthy meals (I discovered a love for Israeli couscous and a hatred for overnight oats). Pammie and her husband still ate junk food, but they would always wait till I went to bed and would never eat it in front of me so I wouldn’t feel bad.

Now the roles are reversed, and Pammie has been on a gluten-free, dairy-free and soy-free diet for months now bc of her thyroid. She’s been doing so well and has dropped hella weight. She also exercises daily. She’s starting a keto diet this week, so I said I would join her. Been feeling blah lately, so maybe this is just what I need. I read that a routine can help you feel in control of your life, so instead of fixating on things I can’t control, I can focus on this. Now I’m not going completely keto, I still have plans to have dinner and dessert in Venice later this week… A girl has to make some concessions, after all.

Let’s get some fuckin’ french toast. And beer braised short rib hash. And lobster claws. And crab legs. (@ Tom Ham’s Lighthouse)

Pammie is starting a keto diet tomorrow, so I said I would join her. I like to carboload before starting any new fad diet that restricts my carb intake 😅

I’ve lived in SoCal all my life, and I often forget how beautiful it is here…

We ran into this girl outside as we were leaving who was talking about how she lives in Denver, and they have softball-sized hail. She got a weather alert before she went to work, so she just uber’d there to avoid dealing with the the hail storm while her coworkers’ cars were pelted beyond repair.

Another time, I remember my ex was working on a car, and there was an ice scraper tool in the backseat and I had no idea what it was. Apparently, it snows in East County ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

My friends (who used to live in SD) were visiting from the east coast last month, and I had my A/C on. It was only 75° outside, and they were freezing. They were saying it’s been hot as fuck in North Carolina, above 90° with 70%+ humidity. I was like, ‘What’s the humidity here?’ She looks at her weather app, and is like, ‘Fucking ZERO.’ 😅

(via @lissylemonade)

Pammie and her husband are at a birthday party for my ex’s ex-girlfriend (she married my sister’s husband’s childhood friend). My sister asked me if it bothered me that she was friends with my ex’s ex, and she said she wouldn’t hang out with her if it does, but it really doesn’t bother me at all. She’s a nice girl who just happened to date my high school boyfriend before he dated me and that was over 20 years ago. My ex actually married my cousin’s friend from high school, and my sister is in a fantasy football league with his wife and old mutual friends of my ex of which I’m also unbothered.

I still made some comfort jambalaya and ate it alone on my sister’s rooftop ruminating over all my life choices 😅

(via @doctorwaffle86)

We’re all just searching for someone whose weirdness matches ours 🐔🍌🫠

My work has a line of kids’ shoes with air tags in them. This would’ve been useful when I was a toddler and my mom lost me at the swap meet. I mean, she eventually found me playing by myself in one of those plastic kiddie pools 😆

I was eating lunch with Nori and the resto had one of those kids’ play places. All the kids had taken off their shoes and were running around barefoot. My first thought was, ‘Gross. How often do they clean those play places?’ My second thought was, ‘Those air tags can’t track them if they get kidnapped with their shoes off’.

I believe that air tags serve a purpose (I have one on my keys, and I think they work well for people with Alzheimer’s who tend to wander off, or inside dogs’ collars), but if you’re gonna put one on your kid, maybe put it on something they won’t take off (like a watch or necklace), or just have them swallow it like Brian’s kids 😂

Morning view (@ Hilton San Diego Bayfront)

This is my go-to resto for breakfast if I’m in DTSD at the ass crack of dawn (@ Morning Glory)

Maren Morris 🤠💔 (@ The Rady Shell at Jacobs Park)

Maren Morris – Girl

Girl, won’t you stop your cryin’?
I know that you’re tryin’
Everything’s gonna be okay
Baby girl, don’t you hang your head low
Don’t you lose your halo
Everyone’s gonna be okay
Baby girl

Maren Morris – cut!

I’m such a pro, put a hell of a show on
As soon as I close that door shut

I’m screaming, “Cut!”
I need a moment to just let my tears fall where they want
Honestly, “Fuck!”
I’ve held it in long enough, I gave it all that I got

Maren Morris – this is how a woman leaves ✌🏼

This is where it’s gonna end
Not gonna try to be your friend
All I want is you to get
Out of my heart, out of my head
This is how a woman leaves
Even though it’s killing me
I’ll make it look so easy
That even I believe me
Go ahead and look me in the eye
Go ahead pretend that you’re surprised