‘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 😆
– 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 🙏🏼
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…
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 😆
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…
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’ 🤣
💯 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 ⚾💛🤎
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 😆
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 😅
…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…
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 🥹
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:
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).
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.
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 😅
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 🎃
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 ⚰️🖤
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…
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
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.’ 😅
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 😅
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 😂
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
Woke up sad. First, I was awakened at an unholy hour bc I could hear my sister on an early morning zoom call. Then, I was catching up on texts and Jessie sent us this video of my favorite sad scene from My Best Friend’s Wedding (a sequel is in the works). Then, I received a message that I left my sunglasses in my Uber drive home last night, so now I have to pay extra and coordinate with him to get them back. 2/10 morning.
Update: My sister had a zoom event for her AAPI group at work, and they made boba drinks. The meeting was led by white girls in NYC who kept calling it ‘bubble tea’, but this passionfruit butterfly pea fruit tea turned out great and she gave me it to drink (yes, she made it in a Harry Potter glass, and yes, today’s his birthday). Morning has been upgraded to 5/10.
I get my nails done every month by my girl Cindy at Chloe Nails. Nothing fancy, just black gel on my short nails so my man hands don’t look so manly 😆 I usually get my brows waxed, too, while I’m there. Cindy was like, ‘Got any plans the rest of the day?’ I was like, ‘Just a party in Murrieta for my cousin’s daughter’s graduation.’ She looked at what I was wearing (my Original Berf shirt, leggings and Vans) and was like, ‘Are you gonna go home first and get dressed up?’
CYNTHIA!
Then, when she was waxing my brows, she audibly gasped and was like, ‘Whoa! That’s a lot of hair.’ I was too busy to see her last month, so my nails and brows were a bit unruly. While Cindy was doing my nails, I looked over and saw this cute puppy listening to Cindy roast my ass 😆
My next door neighbor moved out. She was so quiet, I don’t think she even had a TV. I wouldn’t hear her for weeks at a time, and I’d think she was dead if she didn’t have regular Chewy deliveries at her door (she had a cat who was also quiet as fuck). When I was leaving today, I saw her door open and her apartment empty. I hope she just moved out and didn’t die in there 😅
I’ve lived in this building for 13 years, so I’ve seen a lot of people come and go. My neighbor on the other side of me has lived here longer than me (what’s good, Gloria? 😆 she’s also v quiet). My neighbor across the hall is my building manager (his name is Michael Douglas LOL no relation to the actor), and he and his wife have a golden retriever and are pretty quiet.
When they were removing the popcorn from my ceiling and remodeling my bathroom, I stayed in a vacant apartment on another floor on the other side of the building and it was so loud—people would take calls in the hallway, tenants would fuck with their windows open, someone would play an actual piano… I work from home, so I hear everything. Most of the people who have lived in the apartment next door have been quiet… except this one dude who also worked from home so he was there all day, and mounted his TV to our shared wall, and it was so loud, I could hear what he was watching. He was blasting it at 2am on a weeknight and I couldn’t take it anymore, so I rang his doorbell at 2am, woke up his dogs, and woke him up apparently, because he was sleeping with his loud ass TV on!
Hopefully, whoever moves in next door is more mindful of their neighbors (me LOL). It’s a studio identical to mine, if anyone’s looking for a rental in the South Bay and has $2,350 to spare each month 😅 I’m a great neighbor—I don’t own a TV (just a projector with a soundbar that’s far away from any shared walls), I don’t have a piano or any instruments, and I don’t fuck with my windows open (my windows don’t open 😜).
Nori and I went to Go Go Curry inside Tokyo Central for lunch, then hit up the Japanese market afterwards to stock up on snacks (Hi-Chews, shrimp chips, and they had the sandwiches I’d eat multiple times daily from the 7-11 when I was in Japan, so I got one to try tomorrow).
Mary asked me if I wanted Bread Head for dinner, so we hit up downtown Manhattan Beach for sandwiches and ice cream at Salt & Straw. I almost killed her by offering her a bite of my Chicken Salad sando (she’s allergic to apples), but not before running into Matthew Stafford (the LA Rams’ QB) and his family. There are always athlete sightings in MB, but I never recognize athletes (although if it was Jimmy Garoppolo, I would’ve recognized his fine ass). Instead, when we were walking to the resto from the car, I was like, ‘Who is this tall ass white dude blocking the sidewalk?’ 🤣
When I first moved to LA, my friends from SD visited and we ate in downtown MB. Marshall Faulk (an ex-NFL player) and his bevy of blondes were seated at a communal table with us. I had no idea who he was, of course, but an old friend who was there with us had been a fan of his since he played for San Diego State. Marshall Faulk was such an asshole to him when he tried to talk to him, though! Hey man, only me and my friends are allowed to be assholes to our friend! Ha.
I was at Costco once holding a bag of torta bread, and this huge white guy was like, ‘Where did you find that?’ He was definitely an athlete, but I didn’t recognize him. I told him where I got the bread and he had toilet paper in his cart, so I was like, ‘Do you know where the toilet paper is?’ 😳 (Yes, I replay this embarrassing moment in my mind often).
All that I know is I don’t know
How to be something you miss
Chel asked me if I watched The Summer I Turned Pretty, and I hadn’t. She knows I’m a sucker for a good soundtrack, and she sent me a clip with a nostalgic song that sent her back to a time before the life she has now. It made me want to watch the series, and I’ve been crying for the last few days 😅 There are a lot of songs from my youth on the soundtrack that came out before these kids were even born, but there’s also entirely too many Taylor Swift songs (I googled why because it was a ridiculous amount). It’s an otherwise heartbreaking coming-of-age story about falling in love for the first time and the grief that comes with it.
The last time I saw Incubus was at this same venue nearly two decades ago (@ North Island Credit Union Amphitheatre when it was formerly known as Coors Amphitheatre, and has since been called Cricket Wireless Amphitheatre, Sleep Train Amphitheatre, and Mattress Firm Amphitheatre).
The difference between then and now is I’ve got money to buy front row VIP tickets now, their bass player has changed twice, and Brandon Boyd’s voice isn’t as strong as it used to be (he still fine, though!) 😜
I didn’t realize it was the last show on their tour. I recently saw that they canceled their show in LA, but it wasn’t until October, and it was at Intuit Dome (the new Clippers stadium) which I’ve heard lots of venue complaints about. I was just checking my email Saturday afternoon (hours before the show), and I saw an email from stubhub sent that morning that the SD show was canceled!
I couldn’t find any info online, Incubus posted nothing about the cancellation on their instagram, Ticketmaster was still selling tickets to the show, and I tried calling the venue, but it was all automated.
I finally found someone asking about it on Reddit:
Then, I got this email from Stubhub around 6pm telling me to enjoy the show!
They didn’t even send an email in between retracting the first email or saying it was sent in error. My sister lives like 15 minutes away from the venue, so we would’ve done a drive by to make sure if we didn’t get confirmation, but some people traveled from out of town for this show! Fucking Stubhub. My animosity towards them goes back more than a decade over a Beyoncé concert at Staples Center (I will never call it ‘Crypto.com Arena’).
You wrap around me and you give me life
And that’s why night after night I’ll be fuckin’ you right
My dear friend and her husband (who’s in town from the east coast to watch a BTS member’s concert and attend the World of Dance Summit) are staying at my apartment this weekend which brought up some questions:
Do I like BTS now??? 😳
Are they gonna fuck on my bed while I’m in SD for the Incubus show? 😅
Like the cashier at the Hustler adult store downtown once told someone I know (who was shopping for a vibrator and still living with her parents at the time), ‘DISCRETION IS KEY’ 😅
If they would’ve just acted normal, they wouldn’t have been outed. The company they work for is based in NYC, and the concert was in Boston. They’re not famous, so I don’t think anyone would’ve recognized them.
This was all my coworkers could talk about (and Silvia’s birthday LOL):
My pops called me yesterday because his HP Smart app on his computer wasn’t opening and he had to scan some documents. This was how our convo went:
Me: IDK how to help you with that. Dad: But you installed it. Me: When? Like 10 years ago???
I just walked him through taking pictures of the documents on his phone, then attaching the photos on an email from his phone. His navy friend told him that the VA will pay for you to take college classes plus pay you $2500 a month on top of that for 4 years and give you a laptop. He’s retired, so he wants to fill his time and make some extra cash money, too. So he’s submitting paperwork for that.
I was like, ‘You could not pay me to go back to school!’ You guys, I was the only one of my friends who didn’t graduate high school in white (an honor student I was not), I took a single AP class my senior year (statistics) and failed the AP test miserably, I took classes at every single community college in SD before transferring to SDSU where I only went for a year before I left to go to The Art Institute (which has since closed down), and I didn’t finish, but I left with $80K in student loan debt 😅 (which I’ve since paid off, because you don’t need a degree to be a successful graphic designer).
Anyway, if anyone knows how to fix the HP Smart app on an old PC, please help my dad because this B-sian ain’t the one 😆
And then, she came up to my knees Begging, ‘Baby, would you please? Do the things you said you’d do to me, to me?’
Oh, won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?
When you get a taste, can you tell me what’s my flavor?
I don’t believe in God, but I believe that you’re my savior
I know that you’ve been worried, but you’re dripping in my favor
And when we’re getting dirty, I forget all that is wrong
I sleep so I can see you ’cause I hate to wait so long
I heard this song on KROQ and shazam’d it. I saw that I had already shazam’d this same song earlier this week! When I got home, I googled the song and was surprised it was sung by a woman. She sounds very masculine and the song is about a woman, but it turns out she’s a lesbian 😆 It’s like when I first heard The Mars Volta, and thought they were women!
The Mars Volta – The Widow
Freeze without an answer Free from all the shame Then I’ll hide ‘Cause I’ll never, never sleep alone
They opened for Deftones at their show earlier this year in LA, but I was in Japan. The last time I saw The Mars Volta live was nearly two decades ago at SDSU, and I have yet to see Deftones live 😢
One thing about me, I’m a vodka seltzer girlie whenever I’m in the pool. If I’m the only adult, I make sure the kiddos all know how to swim before auntie gets her seltzer on 😜
I went to the resort with my bathing suit already on (and my bathing suit has a built-in bra), so I forgot to pack my regular bra. I showed up at breakfast the next morning in my bathing suit with a sheer cover up over it and my sunglasses on to block the haters 😎 I expected to see some other people wearing their bathing suits (people come to this hotel for the pools), but I was literally the only one and severely underdressed 😅
My sister’s ex was there with his family, and I ran into his wife and kid when I went to the pool without my sister when she was back at the hotel room getting her rash guard. When I posted my story to IG about being there, an ex of mine DM’d me that he was there 2 weeks ago. Moral of the story: don’t go to the Gaylord Pacific in San Diego unless you want to run into your ex 😅
They have water slides, but I have an irrational fear of getting stuck in one and having to be cut out like Homer Simpson 😆
It’s v expensive to stay here ($500+ a night 😵💫), but it’s a Marriott hotel, so I’m down if anyone with Bonvoy points wants me to come float around the lazy river with them 😎
You don’t know wealth until you’ve milked a pecan.
Erewhon just opened a location up the street from me in Manhattan Beach. You guys, there’s a Trader Joe’s across the street from my apartment (plus two more within a 3-mile radius) and two Whole Foods within the same distance (the beach cities love their organic food). All that to say, I have options. So I won’t be hitting up Erewhon anytime soon for Hailey Bieber’s $20 Strawberry Glaze Skin Smoothie or new salt (enough of that old shit) 🤣
If I had a nickel for every time someone asked me what color my nipples were, I’d have two nickels 😅 At least I can rub those two nickels together and wish for a decent guy…
Pammie’s husband is in Vegas and her work trip got canceled, so I stayed at her house in San Diego a few extra days. I’m going back to LA tomorrow night, though, because I have a concert at The Orpheum on Wednesday.
As a rule, I don’t eat baby animals (lamb, veal or suckling anything)—just adult animals who have lived a full life LOL. I also don’t eat pork anymore after playing with the mini pigs at mipig cafe in Japan. According to Google, cornish game hens are slaughtered at 4-5 weeks of age, so they’re off limits for me. My mom loves cornish game hens, though, so I air-fried her some following this easy recipe.
Actual footage of me rubbing their raw tiny bodies with spices:
(Yes, BBQ is also my love language. And so are gift bags. Your girl is hella lingual.)
You guys, I think I’ve perfected the art of making sourdough bread. My first bread tasted good, but didn’t rise as much as it should’ve. I googled and found out that feeding my starter whole wheat flour instead of bread flour might remedy that, and it totally worked! I got so much height in these new loaves, they look like the bread bowls we used to eat clam chowder out of at Boudin!
Since Christine is the one who suggested I start making sourdough, I gave her a loaf, along with her favorite garlic dip from Del Mar Fair, and some Milky tablets because this girl eats dairy like she’s not lactose intolerant as fuck 😅
I usually start my 4th of July morning by watching Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest. Last year, Joey Chestnut, who’s won every year since I started watching this contest over a decade ago (except The Great Upset of 2015 when he lost to Matt Stonie), was disqualified from competing because he had a sponsorship with Impossible Foods, and Nathan’s considered it a conflict of interest. Apparently, he’s signed a deal with Nathan’s since then, and was able to compete this year. I didn’t know he was competing, so I skipped the live competition in the morning. Luckily, ESPN showed reruns throughout the day 😆 Anyway, Joey Chestnut reclaimed the Mustard Belt, of course! I went to Nathan’s at Coney Island the last time I was in NYC, but I would love to watch the hot dog eating contest in person one day 🌭✨
My sister’s rooftop has a perfect view of the fireworks from the Olympic Training Center. Apologies for the Katy Perry song—I had to cover up the audio of my mom’s sister singing God Bless America LOL (IDK which is worse, TBH).
If the President of the United States dies, resigns, or is removed from office, the Vice President automatically becomes President. If the Vice President is also unable to serve, the Speaker of the House then becomes President. After the Speaker, the President Pro Tempore of the Senate and then the heads of the cabinet departments in order of their agencies’ creation would follow in the line of succession.
Here’s the breakdown of the current presidential line of succession (along with links to unsavory articles about 99% of them):
Vice President: JD Vance 🤢 (I don’t have the bandwidth to list everything I despise about this man, just google his ass)
Speaker of the House of Representatives: Mike Johnson 🤢 (said California Governor Newsom should be ‘tarred and feathered’ for his opposition of Trump sending the National Guard and Marines to LA during the ICE protests)
President Pro Tempore of the Senate: Chuck Grassley 🤢 (he’s in his fucking 90s!)
Secretary of the Treasury: Scott Bessent 🤢 (gay and married and had children through a surrogate, yet has not said one word about Trump’s anti-gay and anti-women’s reproductive rights agenda)
Secretary of Commerce: Howard Lutnick 🤢 (said the ridiculously high tariffs on foreign countries won’t matter ‘if you build in America and produce your product in America’ and his flabbers were gasted when congresswoman Madeleine Dean said, ‘We cannot build bananas in America’)
Secretary of Labor: Lori Chavez-DeRemer (A pro-union republican? Isn’t that an oxymoron?)
Secretary of Health and Human Services: Robert F. Kennedy 🤢 (an anti-vaxxer in charge of America’s health!)
Secretary of Housing and Urban Development: Scott Turner (I searched everywhere for a negative article about this man, but his only fault is that he used to play in the NFL for the San Diego Chargers 😆)
Secretary of Transportation: Sean Duffy 🤢 (a frat boy from MTV’s The Real World: Boston. True story!)
Secretary of Energy: Chris Wright 🤢 (doesn’t believe in renewable energy, and continues to push the use of coal, oil and gas)
Secretary of Education: Linda Mcmahon 🤢 (wants to privatize public schools)
Secretary of Veterans Affairs: Doug Collins 🤢 (plans to cut 80,000 jobs at the Department of Veteran’s Affairs. My dad and uncles are veterans, and it already takes forever for their claims to go through. How is cutting 80k jobs from the VA workforce gonna help that???)
Secretary of Homeland Security: Kristi Noem 🤢 (I can’t fucking stand this woman and her ICE commercials. If the 17 people before her die, and she’s appointed president, we’re cooked)
I was so excited when Nori sent me this video, that we went to Trader Joe’s during lunch so I could pick up this dip (along with a bunch of other shit).
I found the dip a little bland. I’ve also had Trader Joe’s Buffalo Chicken Dip before and was underwhelmed. Everyone and their mama who went feral over this dip has obviously never had the garlic dip at Chicken Dijon. It’s Last Meal worthy. I’m not a food snob (Nori and I have the 3-for-me special at Chili’s once a week!), but I know good food, and this Trader Joe’s dip ain’t it.
The bestie took me to Cracker Barrel once, and her husband loves the french toast there and had me try some of his. It tasted like the basic ass french toast I could make at home!
The best french toast I ever had was at this french resto in LA, République. They add an automatic 4% service charge to your bill to cover their employees’ health benefits, which I’m usually so against (I think I’m paying enough for this overpriced albeit delicious kouign-amann), but the food is so good.
Anyway, save your money on this Trader Joe’s dip 😆 Or better yet, come visit me and I’ll take you to Chicken Dijon for their much superior garlic dip.
I have a tiny ass kitchen. I’m taller than my fridge, I have a single-bowl sink, my stove/oven’s electric and only 24″ wide, and there’s barely any counter space. I just bought two more dutch ovens to bake sourdough in, and I have no where to store them.
My sister bought the biggest model home in her community, so she has a gourmet kitchen with all Kitchen-Aid appliances, two full size ovens, a convection microwave, a wine fridge, a dishwasher, a double-bowl sink, a huge quartz island counter, a Kangen Water System… You could fit 9 of my kitchens in her kitchen 😅 I do all my baking at her house, and I keep a lot of my appliances there, too—my Vitamix, slow cooker, Japanese knife set, dutch oven (plus the two I just bought), charcuterie boards, cookie sheets…
I’ve lived in this studio for over a decade, and it might be time to move into a place with a bigger kitchen. Maybe even a place with a bedroom 😜 My friends from the east coast are visiting LA in a couple weeks, and they asked to stay at my apartment while they’re here. I don’t mind, of course, but they’ve been to my apartment before so they know it’s gonna be tight. Plus, they’re a couple and I only have one bed. I was like, ‘Someone’s gonna have to sleep on the couch. What side of the bed does your husband sleep on?’ 😜
When I first moved to LA, I worked with this guy from SF who made his own sourdough. He would bring a homemade sandwich to work every day for lunch, and as the days passed, his sandwich would get smaller and smaller as he got towards the end of the loaf 😂 We only worked together a few months before his dad passed away and he moved back to his hometown to help out his mom, but I still think about him and his little sandwiches whenever I have sourdough 🥹
Update: You guys, it turned out sooo good. We already ate half the loaf! My sister’s husband said he’s gonna slang it at the farmer’s market and Chel said she’ll sell her earl grey calamansi juice (that she makes from the calamansi tree in her backyard) and we can go halfsies on a booth 😆
I was weary because I haven’t had much luck with yeasted doughs in the past—the first (and last!) time I made babka, I was in tears because I started so late in the evening and didn’t know the dough had to rise multiple times. I finished at like 3 in the morning and was so tired. Now, whenever I’m super tired, I say I’m ‘babka tired’, and my sister knows I’m not fucking around. I also tried to make homemade cinnamon rolls from scratch once, and it just didn’t rise like it was supposed to. Now I just use the pop tube cinnamon rolls and do the TikTok hack for it to taste homemade 🤪
Anyway, this is the first of many homemade sourdough loaves to come!
I have two sourdough starters that I feed daily – regular and gluten-free (for my seester). To differentiate between the two (the regular starter is fed with whole wheat flour while the gluten-free one is fed with brown rice flour), I’ve added pictures of the Property Brothers to the lids of the jars (since that’s who the starters are named after). Jonathan is regular and Drew is gluten-free, obvi 😆
Fun fact: I just googled, and Drew actually follows a gluten-free diet!
I was at my old friend Kelley’s apartment in the mid-2000s, and we were perusing Craigslist’s Missed Connections ads LOL and stumbled upon a post that was about her! She would roller skate around her complex with her dog, and someone described a girl who looked like Punky Brewster LOL (she totally had Soleil Moon Frye vibes) rollerskating with a dog around Mission Valley 😅
I used to watch her dog when she’d go out of town, and he was the goodest boi. That had to have been nearly 20 years ago, and my parents still talk about him to this day 🥹
I used to have this picure of him printed out on photo paper and pinned up in my office cube like he was my dog 😆
I would take Rocky to her apartment for play dates, and I found him in one of Kelley’s pictures of Q 😭 Q always froze in place whenever you’d try to put clothes on him 😆
This hat was Q’s, but Kelley gave it to Rocky because he didn’t mind wearing clothes 😆
IDK if this is true or if I’m even headed to heaven LOL, but it’s a nice thought. I would love to see these sweet boys again 🥹
I had on the true crime channel in the background while I worked, and there was a docu of a lady that had been murdered. I didn’t blink an eye when they said that she had been fatally stabbed 80 times, but I audibly gasped when they said her dog was also stabbed once but survived 😅
Update: It was sad to hear that a gunman (posing as law enforcement!) fatally shot Democratic leader and Minnesota House Speaker Melissa Hortman and her husband in their home, but I just saw he also wounded their beloved Golden Retriever, Gilbert, so bad that the dog had to be put down because of his injuries 😭 Minnesota doesn’t have the death penalty, but exceptions are made for federal cases. This asshole deserves nothing less than death by firing squad 🖕🏼
Jessie used to work for corporate at SeaWorld, and they would use her sometimes when they needed someone for promos 😆 Might have go to SeaWorld this summer, partly so Jessie can get reacquainted with the beluga whales, but mostly to see the Ying Yang Twins 😂
I have alarm reminders set up several times a day—one to wake up, one if concert tickets go on sale, four to take my meds throughout the day, and now one to feed my sourdough starter 😆
My mom says I would lose my vagina if it wasn’t attached. Nori and I once spent half an hour looking for my car after a Dodgers game because I couldn’t remember where I parked. I never remember where I park, even if I just run an errand at Target. I drop a pin now 😅 Whenever I’m at my sister’s house, I’m like, ‘Do you know where so-and-so is?’ and she always knows, down to the exact location. I’m like, ‘How do you always know where everything is?’ and she’s like, ‘Because I live here!’ I misplaced my Apple watch last week, and have just been walking around with a strip of white skin exposed on my wrist because I still haven’t found it. I can’t even use the Find My app on my Macbook or iPhone, because my watch is dead 😅 You guys, I live in a studio, so there’s not a lot of places it could be ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Is Marshall Lee, the cartoon gender-swapped human version of Marceline the Vampire Queen in Adventure Time (voiced by Donald Glover) fine as hell, or has it just been a long time since I’ve been with a man? (Don’t answer that).
Fun fact: My friend used to date an animator who was the lead character designer for Adventure Time, and he drew this necklace she used to wear all the time onto Marceline in one of the episodes.
I ordered this 233-year-old sourdough starter from San Francisco and have been feeding this baby daily. This bakery near my apartment, Tommy and Atticus, is named after their sourdough starters. I decided to call mine ‘Seymour’ after Little Shop of Horrors since I’m always feeding it. Yes, I realized afterwards that ‘Seymour’ is actually Rick Moranis’ character’s name, and not the name of the blood thirsty venus fly trap, but I’ve already been calling him ‘Seymour’ for 5 days now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I give names to all the dogs I used to see while walking around my sister’s neighborhood. Lucille, Chico, Thierry Henry (named after the French pundit on Ted Lasso), Oksana…
When I first saw Oksana, her pawrents had a Ukranian flag on their balcony. I thought for the longest time she was a he, so I originally named her ‘David’ after David Bogdanov, a convicted murderer I watched a true crime docu of who fled to Ukraine after he killed someone 😅
All that to say, it’s not the first time I fumbled a name 😆
Update: With the daily feedings, the sourdough starter was multiplying at a more rapid rate than one of my quart mason jars could contain, so I had to split it into two jars. I was gonna name them ‘Dylan and Zoey’ after Christine’s twins, but didn’t want her other daughter, KD, to feel left out, so I’ve now renamed them after the Property Brothers, Jonathan and Drew 😆
It took me nearly 4 hours to drive down to SD today. Was it just normal Friday afternoon traffic or because 2 Chainz and Lil Jon have a show at Del Mar Fair tonight? 🤣
I’ve lived in SoCal all my life and take advantage of the fact that I get to look at the Pacific Ocean for sometimes 4 hours at a time while driving in traffic, and I literally live on Manhattan Beach Boulevard, 2 miles from the beach ✌🏼
I drove down today to watch Materialists with the girls tonight. It hasn’t gotten good reviews, but I’m just there for Pedro Pascal, the company, and the in-seat service at THE LOT La Jolla (in that order).
Update: Good drinks, great company, and excellent movie! I actually loved it. I think people were just salty there wasn’t enough Pedro Pascal in it, but I loved the storyline and was entertained throughout the whole movie. 10/10. Highly recommend 👍🏼
When you bring your own crab scissors and vinegar to dip the crab in. Yes, that’s Datu Puti, yes, I’m Filipino as fuck, yes, I remade that logo in Illustrator and cricutted that sticker, and yes, I know I’m extra ✨ Next question 😜
We took my dad to his favorite seafood buffet for Father’s Day. Since my sister’s been on a gluten-free, dairy-free, soy-free diet, there’s not much she can eat at the buffet, but she can eat her weight in crab legs (without the butter dip, of course). The legs were hard for me to open last time (that’s what he said LOL they aren’t pre-cut like the ones I used to eat on Sycuan Sundays pre-covid 😅 and the stroke caused weakness in my hands—it doesn’t really affect my day-to-day unless I’m opening a jar, cracking crab legs, or taking a cardio pop dance class where I have to use my hands and arms LOL).
Every time I get off the phone with him after he calls me (weekly!) with a computer question, I always tell myself, ‘You need to be nice and calm the fuck down.’ He thinks since I’m a graphic designer, I know everything about computers. He has a PC, and I’ve been using a Mac for the past 20 years. Also, how am I supposed to help him from LA??? It’s not like he’s facetiming me with questions. I can’t see what’s going on.
Anyway, happy Father’s Day to all who celebrate! I hope your kids are nice to you today 😆 (Please don’t facetime us).
I didn’t even know there was a curfew in place until I checked in with my coworker, Thalia, who lives in DTLA, to make sure she was safe. I’m so disgusted with everything happening right now, and these posts on social media are fueling my rage 🤬
And as if Instagram knew I needed some reprieve from all these videos, my algorithm showed me this sweet genre crossover cover that I never knew I needed in my life 😆
I used to LOVELinkin Park in my twenties, and was heartbroken when their frontman, Chester Bennington, committed suicide in 2017. I didn’t want to like them when they got a new lead singer, Emily Armstrong, especially after it came out that she supported Danny Masterson during his rape trial (that he was convicted for), but I do understand that the show must go on. The rest of the bandmates still have to make a living and have families to feed. I loved Mike Shinoda’s solo endeavors, though, and I wish I saw him live at the inaugural Dia De Los Deftones Festival.
I just thought sourdough bread was something white girls started making during covid. Am I wrong??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I’m just waiting for the 233-year-old sourdough starter I bought from San Francisco to come in. You guys, I don’t half ass anything—I always use my whole ass 😜🍑
My mom called me to make sure I was safe from the protests happening in LA right now. I’m v far from DTLA. ICE isn’t doing any raids in Manhattan Beach! Is this really where Trump wants to focus his resources? 🙄 Deploying the National Guard and Marines to LA? Where the fuck were they during the January 6 Insurrection that Trump incited???
I was eating at a cafe the other week, and they were playing Spanish radio. I almost spit out my turkey and brie croissant when I heard a commercial of the secretary of homeland security threatening illegal immigrants:
Are they buying ads on Spanish radio now??? I get emails from Redondo Beach News Update, and I can’t take them seriously when they allow Kim K. to buy ads in their emails. Everything I know about the Kardashians, I learned against my will.
Also, this Trump-Elon Twitter feud is wild. I used to be active on Twitter, but I left after Elon Musk acquired it, changed its name to ‘X’, and reinstated Trump’s account (he was banned while I was using it). I still can’t believe this man-child is our president (again).
I don’t usually commit to things like exercise on a Saturday morning, but I ended up signing up for the class, partly because everyone else was doing it and I have serious FOMO, but mostly because I’m extra and made the girls self-care gift bags.
All the gift bags contained everything below, but I added some goodies (like Scotchmallows for Shi and fake lashes for Christine LOL):
Goli Apple Cider Vinegar Gummies – when we had our wellness weekend in Joshua Tree, we were talking about how good apple cider vinegar is for you, but most of us couldn’t stomach the taste. IDK if these gummies have the same nutritional value as actual apple cider vinegar, but they taste like candy! If I could take all my medication in gummy form, I would 😆
Also, is this a flex??? Because this is how I swallow my meds every day (16 not counting the 3 I take in gummy form LOL). Should I add this skill to my Tinder bio? 😜
Update: The last time I took a cardio dance class was before covid with this same instructor at Culture Shock in Old Town. I walked 2 miles with Pammie around her neighborhood afterward and my knees were cracking like glow sticks.
‘Cause sooner or later, this is bound to stop
Come on, let’s savor what we’re falling for
I have loved Young the Giant since my twenties, and I’ve seen them live several times since then across different cities – LA, SD, OC, SF, Tempe… Their ‘In the Open’ live acoustic sessions fill my heart with so much joy, and they’re taking them on tour this summer. I’m def gonna see them, but where should I go? Hawaii for their first show at the Waikiki Shell? Pappy & Harriet’s in Pioneertown (the only drivable option)? At The National in Richmond, Virginia (Poppy the pygmy hippo lives at a zoo over there LOL)? Their last show at Red Rocks Amphitheatre in Colorado (a beautiful venue I’ve always wanted to go to, but it’s right before my dad’s birthday)? All of them? 😜
I used to leave lengthy voicemails telling people about my day, but that was 20 years ago when I was young and stupid and forced people to hear about my life. I mean, I still have this blog after 20 years, but looking at it is a choice 😆 Also, if you leave me a voicemail now, I probably won’t check it.
There’s a Trader Joe’s kitty corner from my apartment, and I was craving something sweet after dinner, so I put my bra on and went over there 15 minutes before closing specifically for Japanese Taiyaki. I didn’t see it in the dessert freezer section I got it from last time, so I picked up some random sweets and went back to the freezer section to check if they restocked it in the minute I was gone LOL. There was this bearded white guy there telling his girl about the taiyaki – ‘I heard they have these Japanese waffles filled with custard that are supposed to be good.’ I was like, ‘OMG, they’re soooo good. I came here for them, but it looks like they’re out of stock.’ He was like, ‘I’ll have to try them then! I asked someone, and they said it’ll be back in stock June 1st.’ Meanwhile, his girl is looking at me like, ‘Dafuq are you???’ 😅 She was not amused by me talking to her man about creamy Japanese fish 😆
I was off, because they gave the Advertising department the extra day off for Memorial Day, so they had to give it to the web team because we’re part of their department again. So I slept in a little and planned to leave for SD before noon. Noon turned into 1pm, then 1pm turned into 2pm. By the time I got my shoes on, I checked Google Maps, and it said it would take 4 fucking hours to get to SD. I was like, nah, I’ll just wait till later tonight to leave. I was going to take a nap (I’ve been really tired this past week and have had very little appetite, so gonna go to the doctor’s next week if it continues) when I got this alert on my phone from my mom:
I’ve never gotten one of these alerts before, so I called her, and she was fine at her sister’s house. Her phone was sending random SOS alerts all day (I got it four more times), and it never even sent me an alert when she fell and broke her wrist months ago.
I had a nightmare during my nap, woke up again around 7pm, and as I was leaving my building, I had to creep my car forward over the sidewalk so I could see the cross-street traffic and tell when there’s an opening for me to make a right turn. I live on a main street, and there are always cars zooming by. There was this guy jogging with his dog and another dude walking by himself about a block away. I was still waiting for an opening when they got to my car, and the guy jogging with his dog passed behind my car because I had left plenty of room, and the asshole walking by himself banged on the back of my car with his fists. Are you fucking kidding me right now? I almost lost it and drove after him. I had to fill up before heading down, so I bought some strawberry belts at the gas station to make me feel better LOL. I could see the bumper-to-bumper traffic on the 405 as I filled up, and I was like, ‘WTF, Google Maps said no traffic.’ I got on the freeway, and could immediately see police lights. They funneled three lanes into one, and I drove by four mangled cars, one with all the airbags deployed in it. It really put things in perspective. No matter how shitty I thought my day was, these people were having a worse day than I was.
I just put on my julian playlist and ate my strawberry belts.
I saw that Julian Casablancas’ side band, The Voidz, have a show coming up, but I just like The Strokes and Julian’s solo tracks, nothing by The Voidz. Plus, the show is in fucking Riverside. I’ve seen The Strokes a few times, and each time they sucked. IDK if Julian just hates LA or what, but every time I’ve seen him, he has either left early or just so obviously didn’t want to be there. And I feel sorry for the band because he’s the only one being an asshole. It’s like whiskey dick, drugs and alcohol are all fun and games till you actually have to perform 😅 So I just listen to his music on Spotify now where he can’t disappoint me 😆
Nori and I play Wordle, Strands and Connections on the daily. In yesterday’s Connections, I was like, ‘All these characters are green: Shrek, Grinch, Hulk… El-PHAY-ba. El-FA-ba. How the fuck do you say her name?’ Nori was like, ‘It’s EL-pha-ba.’ I’ve never seen Wicked so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I remember being at the movies with a guy, and the credits were rolling at the end, and he was like, ‘Who the fuck was Zo?’ I was like, ‘Zo? It’s pronounced ‘Zo-ee.’ The main character?’ He had never seen ‘Zoe’ spelled before so didn’t know how to pronounce it. I remember thinking, ‘You stupid bitch 🤣’ and now look who’s a stupid bitch now 😅
I spent the weekend at the bestie’s. She’s been having a rough time dealing with chemo, so I brought her a few gifts – another @wearebewell IV zip hoodie for her weekly treatments and some comfortable head wraps, because she lost her hair from the chemo and doesn’t want her husband and kids to see her like this 🥺 And the best gift of all, my presence, of course 😜
I wore my Capitals shirt, and her husband was like, ‘You like hockey now?’ Mostly just the Capitals’ right winger, Tom Wilson. Also, my eyes are up here 👀 He complimented me on my Let’s Watch Horror Movies shirt when I visited last month, and I said the same thing 😜
The first time I went to Rise was a magical experience. So much has happened since then… The pandemic, all my grandparents passed away, three of my dear friends got breast cancer, our dog died, I had a stroke, I like hockey now LOL.
The musical artist who performed when I went was Vancouver Sleep Clinic, a band I knew and reminded me of Bon Iver, but were relatively unknown. People def weren’t there for the musical artist. They really stepped it up for their 10-year anniversary! John Mayer (my guiltiest pleasure) and Patrick Watson (singer of my favorite sad French song). Vegas in October, anyone?
I want you in the worst way
Is the gate code still your birthday?
Et quand tu es seule pendant un instant
Ramasse-moi quand tu voudras
Embrasse-moi quand tu voudras
After such an unforgettable experience at Rise, we returned the next year, and it was TERRIBLE. It was raining that weekend, and we kept checking to see if the event was canceled, but they kept saying it was still happening, just to arrive earlier, because they were gonna do the initial rise of the lanterns earlier because of the weather. So we arrived early, trudged through mud because it was raining in the desert, hours passed with no update, and while I was waiting in line for a hot dog LOL, an announcement came over the speakers that the event was canceled, and we had to leave immediately and could not take the lanterns with us. Everyone was PISSED. Nobody who goes to this event actually lives in Vegas, so everyone had travelled just for this festival.
I wouldn’t mind so much if the event got rained out again this year, as long as John Mayer and Patrick Watson still performed. The rain would mask my tears (though nothing can hide my ugly crying face 😅).
Our tickets had access to the Stadium Club. Listen, it doesn’t matter what team is playing. Your girl loves club seats, exclusive club access, and air conditioning.
It was a blowout. 19-2 Dodgers, and Ohtani scored 2 homeruns. It’s sacrilege being from SD and rooting for the Dodgers, but NGL, it feels nice to root for a winning team (the Padres have lost the last 3 games I attended – 2/3 of those games against the Dodgers 😅).
I’m so sick of lemonade
All the squeeze ain’t worth the juice
Pour some sugar over mе
Still not sweet enough for you
Got a lotta shit to say
Even more you nеver do
Tell me, what’s it gonna take
To make a good thing out of you?
I shared Maren Morris with my cousin’s daughter after she told me she surprisingly likes country music now after watching Ransom Canyon on Netflix LOL. I don’t really like country music (or the conservative values associated with it), but I love Maren and have seen her live at The Greek. To me, she leans more towards pop (she has a song with Zedd, after all), and I thought Jay would appreciate Maren’s songs about female empowerment ✊🏼 She’s a single mom with twin baby girls and such a baddie 😎
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
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
She DM’d me Maren’s new album, and I am obsessed. Maren has a show at my favorite venue in SD, and I might have to go.
One of my favorite things to eat when it’s hot as balls outside is this chicken salad. It’s cold and refreshing and naturally gluten and dairy-free, so Pammie can eat it, too. I used to eat it when I’d do Whole30, so I always made it with Primal Kitchen Mayo (it’s free of gluten, grains, soy, canola oil, processed seed oils, refined sugar, and dairy). It’s good by itself, but I like to eat it on a big ass Costco croissant. Or crackers. Pretty much any vehicle to get it in my mouth 😜
Make it and thank me later (and invite me over for lunch).
Chicken Salad with Grapes and Walnuts Adapted from Bowl of Delicious
Ingredients:
Rotisserie Chicken Breast Meat – Costco sells their rotisserie chicken meat fully cooked and hand-pulled. You could def boil and shred your own chicken breasts, but why??? I’m not trying to use my stove on a hot ass day.
Primal Kitchen Mayo – it’s pricier than regular mayo, but you can sub regular mayo if you don’t want to spend $12 on a jar of mayo have any dietary restrictions.
Seedless Red Grapes sliced in halves
Diced Red Onion
Diced Celery
Walnuts
Salt & Pepper to taste
Directions:
I made a huge batch, so I used an entire package of Rotisserie Chicken Breast Meat (46 oz.), a whole jar of Primal Kitchen Mayo (12 oz.), a bunch of seedless red grapes sliced in half (2 lbs.), half a diced red onion (you can usually find the onions already diced in the refrigerated produce section of the grocery store) a bunch of diced celery (you can also find them already diced), chopped walnuts (16 oz.) and salt & pepper to taste. Combine everything in a large bowl and refrigerate. Enjoy!
