When people have the audacity to ask me why I’m still not married (IDK why people think it’s okay to ask other people this – I don’t ask you why you’re still married to your asshole husband), I’ll just respond with, ‘Have you seen season 10 of Love Is Blind?’
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again till it clocks to you LOL – The dating pool has pee in it 🫠 And I’d rather be alone than swallow pee ✌🏼
I sometimes go with my sister to get my eyebrows threaded, and whenever she goes without me, they ALWAYS ask about me! Even this Lara girl who’s never even threaded my brows. What can I say, your girl’s memorable as fuck ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Jessie went to a dance with Christine’s cousin in high school, and he always forgets about it, and we bring it up whenever the opportunity arises 😂
We got a message from Southwest that the government shutdown may delay and affect flights, so we went to the airport buttcrack early for our flight that wasn’t leaving until noon.
Everything seemed business as usual, and we went through TSA without a hitch. Luckily, Pammie has a Chase Sapphire Reserve credit card which gives us access to the club lounge with free food and drinks. There was this cute airstream with the most delicious Mexican food, which I washed down with my favorite Horchata Cold Brew Oat Latte from Peet’s.
We hung out in the lounge for a while before heading to our gate, where we met a woman who was on a layover on her way back home to Hawaii. We mentioned we were just in town for the music festival and Spring Training, and she casually was like, ‘Oh, I work for a baseball team.’ ‘WHICH TEAM?’ we ask. She was like, ‘The Savannah Bananas!’ I told her I’m going to the Banana Ball game at Petco next month! 🍌⚾ We’re instagram friends now, and I’m def hitting her up when I go.
I saw that the Padres were hiring a Senior Graphic Designer, but the salary is half what I make now 😅 Might be worth it if the perks are free games and suites 😜
Gas is so fucking cheap here. It only cost us $15 to fill up the tank on our rental car. That’s like 3 gallons in SD. 2 gallons in LA during Covid 😅
I wonder how many ice cream incidents prompted this sign 🤔
I had a view of the hotel next door’s pool from our hotel room, and noticed no one ever went in the pool, but would just sunbathe when it was 50° out 🤯
These self-driving Waymo rideshares were all over downtown. I haven’t seen them yet in SD, but they just started using them in LA before I moved. TBH, they probably drive better than I do 😅 But you will never catch me in one of these. I used to want a Tesla after the stroke bc I was scared to drive again, and it’s the only car with self-driving capabilities, but my hatred for Elon Musk snipped that in the butt real quick LOL.
When we were waiting to cross the street, this lady saw a Waymo for the first time and her flabbers were gasted. She was like, ‘There’s no driver?! Waymo? More like Way-NO!’ and I’ve been laughing for a million years 😂
We ditched the Sunday lineup to go to a Spring Training game instead, so we had to sell our Sunday VIP wristbands. I usually resell my tickets on Stubhub, but I didn’t think I could do that with these bc we were still using the wristbands up until Saturday night and would have to meet the buyer before the festival on Sunday. I went on Craigslist, not quite sure if people still used that platform. I haven’t used Craigslist since I used to troll for hookups in their Casual Encounters section in years. I listed the wristbands for way below face ($200 vs $595 for single-day VIP!) and got a hit within minutes.
I had good banter with the guy who was interested in the tickets and he met us in the hotel lobby the next morning. I did some light internet stalking to make sure he was legit and not a Craigslist killer. I found his public IG, saw he was very easy on the eyes, worked in apparel and marketing, was probably loaded bc he said he got platinum tickets to the festival last year ($1K+ a day!), and his last IG post was at the Super Bowl with his friends 😳 Yeah, he could def afford my heavily discounted VIP tickets.
He met us in the lobby and was so tall, bearded, and handsome. We had good conversation, and he said he was buying the tickets partly bc his wife loves Blink-182 (of course he’s married), but mostly bc his birthday’s coming up and this was the perfect kickoff to his birthday week 🥳 He mentioned his dad was Filipino (he doesn’t look Asian at all), he was born and raised in Alaska, has been in Phoenix for the past 5 years, but has lived all over – SF, Milwaukee, Iowa… and he’s moving to Columbus. He works in the apparel industry, and is just following wherever the jobs take him.
When we were walking back to the hotel room, Pammie was like, ‘OMGGGG he’s totally your stee! Too bad he’s married.’ That should’ve been my first question – ‘Are you married?’ Follow up question – ‘Are you happily married?’ 😆
The Dodgers didn’t play any of their starters (Ohtani, Freeman, Kiké, Mookie), and they still murdered the Padres 😅 I was also v underwhelmed with the food selection, but Petco Park is ranked the #1 baseball stadium in the league, so I didn’t expect to be impressed.
We woke up to go to breakfast, and it looked sunny as hell outside, so I dressed accordingly (my Future Corpse shirt and leggings). Pammie was like, ‘Check the weather in case it’s cold bc we’re walking there.’ 49°?!
I threw on the Beetlejuice hoodie Christine and the kids got me from Bait bc it was crisp as fuck outside 🥶
Dashboard Confessional – Screaming Infidelities
Well as for now I’m gonna hear the saddest songs And sit alone and wonder how you’re making out But as for me, I wish that I was anywhere With anyone making out
Dashboard Confessional – Vindicated
Vindicated, I am selfish, I am wrong I am right, I swear I’m right Swear I knew it all along And I am flawed But I am cleaning up so well I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself
Dashboard Confessional – Hands Down
Hands down, this is the best day I can Ever remember, I’ll always remember the sound Of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers And the time on the clock when we realized it’s so late And this walk that we shared together
I haven’t seen Dashboard Confessional live since they played Street Scene in SD 20+ years ago! Seeing this girl in the front row crying on the jumbotron during their set is a core memory for us that we still talk about to this day 😆 He’s got a little salt in his hair now, but Chris Carrabba still looks and sounds so great.
Lord Huron – Wait by the River
If I can’t change the weather Maybe I can change your mind If we can’t be together What’s the point of life
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 I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met
I saw Lord Huron at the inaugural Innings Fest in 2018 (and several times before and after that). Pammie saw their set and was like, ‘What is that? A stove?’ It was a jukebox 🤣 The first time she saw them with me, she was trying to tag them in her insta story and was like, ‘How come I can’t find them?’ And I looked over at her phone and was like, ‘Well, they’re called Lord Huron, not Lady Huron.’ 🤣
Needless to say, she left their set at the side stage early to grab us seats in the VIP section at the main stage for Twenty One Pilots. So I stayed and watched the rest of Lord Huron’s set and silently cried by myself. Just kidding (I was sobbing pretty loudly).
Twenty One Pilots – Heathens
Why’d you come? You knew you should have stayed I tried to warn you just to stay away
Twenty One Pilots – Drum Show
He’d rather feel something than nothing at all So he swerves all around as his head starts to fall, turns it up Stuck between a rock and a home Two places he does not want to go
Twenty One Pilots – Ride
Yeah, I think about the end just way too much But it’s fun to fantasize
I haven’t seen a crowd at a festival this massive since ever. Twenty One Pilots fans are wild!
We did a shit ton of walking – to breakfast, to lunch, to the festival, in between stages at the festival, and back to the hotel after the festival. Your girl clocked 18K+ steps!
We saw a lot of people with their kids at this festival – young babies in strollers even!
Unsolicited opinion: Get a fucking sitter or don’t go at all. As someone who doesn’t have kids, who am I to judge, but I am judging you hard. It’s cold as fuck at night, it’s late, and people are smoking weed everywhere. If I can smell it, your kid can, too.
Our hotel was pet-friendly, but I’m not gonna bring my dog when I’m gone for most of the day. I left him with my dad who loves watching him and sends me pupdates:
I thought the flight was nearly 2 hours bc of our arrival time, but I forgot Phoenix doesn’t observe Daylight Savings, so we were up and back on the ground within 40 minutes. It was like flying to Vegas – I barely got through one ep of Love Is Blind and we didn’t get beverage service 😅 Luckily, the new terminal at SD airport has a Better Buzz, and I got an iced coffee before our flight. You guys, you will never catch me raw dogging a flight, no matter how short it is.
The Canopy by Hilton Hotel in downtown Tempe is totally my stee – concrete floors, mid-century modern furniture, allows dogs… very happy with my stay here and will def be back!
Our server was super attentive and the music was even better – Tame Impala, Muse, Radiohead – Not even their hits, but obscure tracks. Like, if you want to get in my pants, just say so 😆 Even Pammie was like, ‘Is this your playlist?’
We were craving dessert after, so Pammie’s gluten/dairy-free ass took us to this vegan bakery in Scottsdale.
I made her take me to Crumbl after, so I could get some normal dessert 🍪
I burned off an eighth of that gigantic s’mores cookie by taking a very short hike up this sandstone formation in Papago Park. Hundreds of people had the same idea, but the view was spectacular.
Are desert sunsets better than ocean sunsets??? 🏜️ (@ Hole in the Rock)
deftones – Hole in the Earth
Can you explain to me how
You’re so evil, how?
It’s too late for me now
There’s a hole in the earth, I’m out
Mumford & Sons – White Blank Page
You desired my attention
But denied my affections, my affections
So tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart?
Mumford & Sons – I Will Wait
Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow
Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
I miss you in the worst way but
I keep remembering when I
Built you up and then you caught fire
My whole world is burning now
Holding on down to the wire
Thinking you might come around
I heard Cold War Kids on the radio while I was driving the other day and wondered whatever happened to them. So stoked they’re opening for Young the Giant this summer!
Now hang me up to dry You wrung me out Too too too many times
Cause sooner or later this is bound to stop Come on, let’s savor what we’re falling for
It’s shaping up to be another epic concert year 🤘🏼
With the exception of cooking competitions on Food Network, I don’t watch reality TV. It feels too scripted, too fake, with people put in impossible situations that they wouldn’t otherwise be in if it wasn’t for the show.
That being said, I got my nails done yesterday. I had a regular nail girl in LA (S/O Cindy at Chloe Nails!), and I haven’t found a good one down here in SD. I don’t get anything fancy, I always just do black gel on my short nails so my man hands look less manly 😆 Simple, right?
I went to this salon in Little Italy yesterday that (surprisingly) had good reviews. There was plenty of metered street parking, and luckily, the permanent handicap placard I got from having the stroke allows me to park in metered street spaces for free – Literally one of the only perks of having a stroke, 0/10 do not recommend otherwise. When I got there, the door was locked and the lights were on, but I didn’t see anyone inside. There was a ring camera outside, so I buzzed it, and this Russian girl lets me in. She leads me to the back where I am the only customer, and proceeds to do my nails for nearly 3 hours! I have never had my nails done by someone who wasn’t Asian, nor has it ever taken that long to get a simple one-color gel manicure, or cost that much without upsells or extras ($100!). She would literally paint one nail at a time and have me cure a single digit under the UV lamp. By the time she was done, it was nearly 7pm, and she had to unlock the door and pull up the gate to let me out. They aren’t in a shady area, so I’m not sure why they have all the security measures. Perhaps it’s bc she’s a young girl working by herself with a single customer on a Monday night!
All that to say, in the 3 hours I was there, the TV was on and playing a Netflix reality show I’d never seen before. I asked the nail tech if she knew what the show was, and she said in her heavy Russian accent, ‘No, I don’t have internet at home.’ 😳 An hour into the show, I realize I’m watching Love Is Blind. You guys. After 3 hours of watching the show, I am invested.
The show claims to be an experiment that tests whether love is blind, and if people can fall in love based on personality, rather than appearance. Contestants talk to each other in private pods for 10 days, and can only see each other after they’ve gotten engaged (!) in the pods. After that period, they spend time together, including with friends and family, and decide whether to get married.
I’m 6 episodes deep into season 10, and I would be genuinely surprised as fuck if any of these couples actually get married.
The one Asian contestant is paired up with a guy who looks very similar to this fuckboy I used to mess around with from Hollywood. And his one complaint about her is how disorganized she is 😳 I’ve seen this movie before, and I know how it ends – I suggest you run, girl.
Anyway, unlike the nail tech, I do have the internet at home, so I can just watch Love Is Blind there! Any recs for nail salons in SD would be appreciated 💅🏻
I dropped off Milo for a sleepover with my parents last night while I went out to dinner with the girls. He has severe separation anxiety, so I hardly ever leave him at home alone in my apartment.
Partly bc Milo was still at my parents’ house, partly bc it’s raining today and I can’t get my steps in outside, but mostly bc I started a new Nike Run Club challenge and a new stepbet challenge today, I finally used the state-of-the-art fitness center in my building after 4 months of living here.
I wore my headphones, partly so I could listen to my twerkout playlist, but mostly bc I don’t like people talking to me while I work out 😅
My sister’s husband showed me this recipe of ‘bagels’ made with rice paper yesterday, so you know I had to try it. When I stayed at their house after the stroke, he would always know when I’d wake up bc he could smell my bagel toasting in the oven 😆
I followed the recipe, except I swapped the regular bacon with turkey bacon (still porkless here), and I give it a 9/10 – I’ll eat anything with Everything But The Bagel Seasoning on it, but rice paper has always been difficult for me to work it.
I had dinner with the girls for Shi’s birthday, and the usual topics of conversation came up – who i’m (not) fucking, who still regularly services their husbands (they’re all married and only one of them does 😳 is this marriage???), who has set up their wills and trusts (you guys, I don’t have any kids and I don’t own a home – upon my untimely death, Francis gets my Young the Giant poster, KD gets all my crystals, and Pammie gets my dog, my car, and all my well-curated furniture), how to up our fiber and protein intake 👵🏻
Chel was like, ‘I was reading your blog and I came across the post about the ICE agent. And I saw Shi that day, and I was like, ‘Do you think she was talking about [redacted]?’ and Shi was like, ‘No, she was talking about that other ICE agent she was involved with… OF COURSE SHE WAS TALKING ABOUT [REDACTED]! How many ICE agents you think she’s been with?!’ And Chel was like, ‘Well, IDK everyone she’s fucked!’ 😅
A couple of things:
Since we stopped talking a decade ago, I have never, not once, asked about him (we still have mutual friends), nor have I mentioned him by name on this blog. He used to read it sometimes, and I would never give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s even a blip on my radar.
Contrary to popular belief, it hasn’t been that much people, and she knows 99.9% of them.
I just came back from walking Milo, and I was in the elevator with two girls who were talking about 9/11:
Girl #1: I was born in 2006. Girl #2: You weren’t even born yet when 9/11 happened. I was already 5-years-old. Wow, I’m fucking older than shit!
You guys, I was 19-years-old when 9/11 happened 👵🏻
Before 9/11, Gen-X would always say, ‘I remember where I was when JFK was assassinated,’ and I always thought our generation never had a life event significant enough to remember. And then 9/11 happened, and I remember exactly where I was – I was in college and driving to class, and it was all over the radio but I had no idea what they were talking about. When I got to class, our professor had the TV on and we were watching the events unfold in real time. The second plane hit the Twin Towers while we were in class. I remember going to my then-boyfriend’s house after class bc he and his family were supposed to travel internationally that day. Needless to say, all flights were grounded and he didn’t leave for another week. We spent the rest of the day watching the news and wondering what happens next…
Valentine’s Day is a commercially constructed holiday pedaled by marketing and consumer culture, but I am the ultimate consumer – the number of things I’ve bought off Instagram is staggering 😅 And even though I haven’t had a valentine in… what year is it now? I still have love for all my galentines 💕
And I’ll still doordash a heart-shaped pizza and eat my feelings 🍕
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
It’s also my 13-year work anniversary, and I was helped at counter #13 when I went to the San Diego County Administration Office for my birth certificate earlier this week (a long ass story for another time).
Fucked for thinking that I am the only one
No wonder I would climb to the moon to get closer to you
But it’s all for a better view to keep watching you run
Now that having you hear me is hard and hardly enough
When you’re too far to touch
I was raised on the music of the 60s and 70s, not bc I was born back then (I’m an 80s baby – I’m old, but not that old!), but bc it’s the music my dad loves – The Beatles, Eagles, James Taylor, The Zombies, Simon & Garfunkel… He would always blast his records and play along with his guitar. With the invention of streaming platforms, he listens to remastered versions of the classics on Spotify now, and let me have all his old records. Music just hits different on vinyl 🥹
My parents hosted our family Thanksgiving last year, and my cousin was like, ‘Where’s your dad’s James Taylor album?!’ It was always displayed front and center next to his record player on the TV console, and was such a core memory from when we were kids. Now I have it displayed next to my record player 🥹
I made a playlist of all the old songs we listen to while we play mahjong. It’s titled ‘yoohoo mahjong’ bc I have a saved voicemail of my dad calling me to play mahjong and all he says is, ‘Yoohoo… Mahjong. We’re waiting.’ LOL
Anyway, James Taylor and Paul Simon are both individually touring this year, and they’re both stopping near my apartment at my favoritest venue in SD, The Rady Shell at Jacobs Park. Yoohoo, who’s coming with???
You know who else ‘nobody understands a word’ of what they’re saying? Trump’s current Slovenian wife, Melania, and his Czechoslovakian ex-wife, Ivana, both immigrants with thick ass accents. You know who’s not an immigrant? Bad Bunny! Puerto Rico is an American territory, you stupid fuck. And you know what really is ‘disgusting’? Trump being mentioned over 38,000 times in the Epstein files. Go fuck yourself, man 🖕🏻
I open up to you about my wrongs, oh, yeah
Then we lay and contemplate
Just one more round of love
Before you go home to another one
New song from sombr ♥️
He was nominated for ‘Best New Artist’ at the Grammy’s this year, but lost to Olivia Dean. He recently covered her hit song, Man I Need – His 6’7 ass can do no wrong in my eyes 😍
Come one, come all
Into 1984
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, camera, transaction
Incubus’ fifth studio album, A Crow Left of the Murder, turns 22 today 👵🏻 Their most political album to date, it’s even more relevant today than it was 22 years ago.
All these reels about the Epstein files I’ve been seeing all over instagram are making me sick. ‘Babies taste like cream cheese’?! 🤢 The DOJ redacted who sent the emails, but barely covered up the faces of the children that were sex trafficked. Why are they protecting these pedos??? Because your president, Donald Trump, is one them??? Are we living in a fucking simulation, bc this can’t be real life in 2026?
I bought him this bed before I rescued him, and he has never used it to sleep once. He’d rather sleep on my bed snuggled up against his mama.
Because he’s such a traumatized velcro dog, he always has to be near me. I usually work from home at my dining table on my laptop, and you can always find him nearby, either snoozing behind me on the couch or playing with his toys on the floor. Lately, I’ve been noticing him looking out the window and wondering what’s going on outside (lots of construction happening across the street – they’re building the largest park downtown – and people walking down G). I moved his bed underneath the window and he’s finally using it! If I would’ve known he was such a chismosa, I would’ve put his bed there a long time ago 😆
It’s time I wave goodbye from the window
Let’s end this like we should and say we’re good
We’re not meant to be, like sleeping and cocaine
So let’s at least agree to go our separate ways
Not gonna judge you when you’re with somebody else
As long as you swear you won’t be pissed when I do it myself
Let’s end it like we should and say we’re good
I met up with the girls for brunch in South Park today. The last time I remember being in South Park was for Booty Bassment at the Whistle Stop 15 years ago with these very same girls! 👵🏻
Jessie treated all of us out to brunch to celebrate all of our December/January birthdays. With 4 kids between us (none of which are my own), it was the first time we could all get together since Friendsgiving.
She got us all beautiful bouquets from her favorite florist at Hillcrest Farmers Market (s/o Hidalgo!).
We were seated outside and the sun was shining directly on my face. She blocked the sun with her hand, which apparently is a common trope in K-Dramas 😆 Chivalry ain’t dead, y’all!
Who needs a man when I’ve got a bestie who buys me chilaquiles, gives me flowers, and protects me from getting sunburned??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I saw so many people walking their dogs, plenty of cafes, and cute craftsman homes in the area. Before I moved back to SD, I always said I’d live in the North/South Park area if I ever moved back. Living downtown was never a dream of mine, although I love living in a luxury building and being walking distance to Petco Park. I don’t love having to drive anywhere downtown and find parking. If I can’t walk there, I’ll drive out of downtown to go somewhere with a parking lot. I don’t love all the homeless people in the East Village and not being able to safely walk after dark. I don’t love my upstairs neighbor who stomps around at all hours of the day. Or the b who lives a few doors down with two bitch ass chihuahuas who are always barking.
I said I’d move out of downtown when my lease is up next October if the Padres don’t make it to the postseason this year 😅 I’ll eat humble pie (and banana cream pie from Seaside Market) if they do make it, but shit’s looking dire.