Sunday, November 28, 2010
Monday, November 08, 2010
Sunday, November 07, 2010
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Friday, November 05, 2010
1) A Nylon Rug. For walking.
This one says, “Why take a chance on scaring women away?”
2) A Dresser. For clothing.
Cats not included.
3) Harney & Son Earl Gray tea. For sipping.
Them shits is delicious. That's their actual tag line.
4) A full-size bed. For sleeping.
Reminds me of the summer I was really into The Sims. Until I entered the cheat code for unlimited money. Which is [Ctrl] + [Shift] + C, "klapaucius," then, "!;!;!;!;!;!;!;!;!;!. You’re welcome.
5) An FM transmitter. For listening.
To all my legally downloaded Kanye re-mixes.
6) Diamond studs. For wearing.
Three month’s salary. Because I make $150 every two weeks. J WORTH IT.
7) A kitten. For cuddling.
The one on the right is my real cat. In my real backyard. Who I’ll be replacing with a kitten.
*By "don't want to buy," I mean "Could buy but then wouldn't have any money."
Thursday, November 04, 2010
I had a dream the other night in which salt and pepper came out of my salt shaker. Upon waking, I realized how desperately I'm in need of a vacation.
Big Sur, California
Iconic Route 1 extends almost the entire length of California, but our favorite stretch for road trips is through Big Sur, which comprises 90 or so miles along the central coast from San Simeon to Carmel. Big Sur’s beauty is not overrated: Sandwiched between the Santa Lucia mountains and the Pacific – redwood groves on one side and rocky beaches with sea lions on the other – it’s remarkably unspoiled, partly because the only access is via the two-lane Route 1, or Cabrillo Highway. Devote a long weekend, ideally in May or September for fewer crowds. Start out in San Jose, which has the closest major airport, and head south 74 miles on U.S. 101. Merge onto Route 156 and pick up Route 1, cruise through Monterey and Carmel, and then enter Big Sur proper. There are no big towns, only small clusters of roadside restaurants and stores, so fill the gas tank in advance. The road twists along precipitous cliffs and it can be a relief to stop for impromptu hiking, picnicking, or beachcombing (try Jade Cove for its namesake stone). A bohemian Eden in the 1960s, when Jack Kerouac and Henry Miller spent time here, Big Sur is an area where their free-spirit vibe still lingers.
Free-spirit vibe? Sounds good. Beachcombing? I'll bring a book. But maybe a weekend vacation is one of those things you should do but don't end up doing. Like taking multi-vitamins. Or wearing sunscreen. And flossing. I guess it's really about the kind of person you want to be: one who thinks of doing stuff, or one who does them.
That got philosophical fast.
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Friday, October 15, 2010
Sunday, October 03, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Waking up after a fast food binge is like waking up after a one-night stand. Head's groggy. Sense of disorientation. Wendy's and McDonald's wrapper strewn carelessly about the floor. And most of all: a sense of regret. Mixed with indigestion.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
1) All About the Benjamins - Puffy ft. Biggie Smalls
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Sunday, May 02, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
It's me, Pauline. Owner of this blog. Well, owner insofar as one can own a site sponsored by a free website. Anywho, I know you've been checking in on me, hopes dashed with every un-updated season, until, soon, your clicks became less frequent and altogether stopped.
Posted by prachel at 11:56 AM