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(1) When M. and I first moved in together and I had a proper kitchen and wanted to make my mom's enchiladas for the first time, I spent 20 minutes trolling the spice aisle before I called my mother from a payphone and asked her where the hell I could find the comino. She said, "oh, it's sometimes called 'cumin'." Yeah, that'd be by the people who speak English, mom. Can you tell my mother did her wifely boot camp less than three miles from the Mexican border?
(2) Not coincidentally, I was born less than three miles from the Mexican border, too. When I was really little, that's how I would explain my dark tan to people who commented on it. Charming, eh? (Although also, I mean, what the hell were people thinking, commenting on some random little girl's skin color? Oh, the 70s in the south.)
(3) I really was a dark-skinned little girl - I tan v. easily and I was outside pretty much year round and I was brown as a berry, although I now prefer the way I look with paler skin. Not coincidentally, I also prefer the way I look with unwrinkled skin. I love me some SPF.
(4) One thing I still miss about Austin: KGSR. Fine, I admit it, I was a K-Geezer fan. And I'm not at all taunting you with the fact that my Broadcasts vol. 14 CD is sitting right here next to me. At all.
(5) When I was a freshman in college, I had a v. close friend with the first initial A. She was a lovely girl, but she was a WRECK with men. She had this boyfriend who was a shit, but in a complicated sort of way - he was v. bright, v. interesting. He listened to a lot of Skinny Puppy. He was charming and had a cutting, self-deprecating sense of humor that I loved. Unfortunately, he also liked to push A around and then get weepy and depressive about it. Because I was young and had such a hard time finding a way to respect her decision to stay with him throughout this, over the years it ended up driving a wedge between me and A - I just didn't know what to say to her and although I don't think we ever discussed it, my frustration and just general disapproval must have been clear. They stayed together all the way through undergrad and into grad school - she busted her ass to get through her masters in one year so she could transfer to a doctoral program in the same city he was in. It finally got to be too much for her and she dumped him, although they stayed in touch. He was a stellar graduate student and stayed on at his pretty damn good grad school to do some lecturing for a year after he finished his dissertation. Seven years ago this month, he killed himself. It's not really surprising; he'd been depressive for so long. But I'm mad that he let it get that bad, and I'm mad that I didn't know more of what was in his head, and I'm mad that I was so incapable of maintaining that relationship with A. I'm also mad that he died before 9/11, weirdly enough, because I know he would have had interesting things to say about that, and I would have liked to have read them.
(6) Today I have eaten: 2 eggs, 2 slices of toast, 2 of those milky way caramel thingies from my coworker's candy jar, 1 of those minibags of pretzels, 3 clementines, a zillion baby carrots, 2 cups of tea. I guess it makes some sense that I'm hungry, as the last time I had real protein it was 7 am.
(7) I am skipping curling rightthisveryminute. That's largely because I am feeling poorly and hacking up a lung on the ice is gauche. It's also a little bit because I am just so tired and overwhelmed, and I'm hoping that if I take a night off I can be back on top of things. And by "take a night off", I mean clean off the dining room table, finish prepping some packages for mailout, and do an hour or two of work. At least it'll be in my pajamas?
BONUS! (8) A few days ago, someone on my flist posted one of those "10 things I would like to say to people on my flist" things, and I'm a little bit sure that one of them is me, but it's nice and so I don't want to ASK if it is because, OMG, what it's NOT and then we're awkward? I hate those things.
Also, oh Britney! I just... urgh.
Oh, look, my download is done. *zooms off for the latest installment of the Duo of D00m show - IN SPACE!* ETA: A fish/whale named Sam! Oh, dear. There is love.
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on 2006-11-29 12:34 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2006-11-29 12:43 am (UTC)THAT I hadn't seen.
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on 2006-11-29 12:58 am (UTC)millions oflike, maybe threestrangers on the internet! *flogs self for being a great nasty gossip*no subject
on 2006-11-29 01:10 am (UTC)Isn't *that* comforting?
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on 2006-11-29 01:00 am (UTC)gay people aren't allowed to adopt (where I live), but she can reproduce?
Isn't ANYBODY thinking of the children?
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on 2006-11-29 01:12 am (UTC)WORD.
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on 2006-11-29 12:39 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-11-29 12:42 am (UTC)..........................................................................
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on 2006-11-29 12:43 am (UTC)I can see her C-section scar!
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on 2006-11-29 12:46 am (UTC)Ew. Oh, Britney.
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on 2006-11-29 01:52 am (UTC)John got Va-Jay Jayed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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on 2006-11-29 08:40 am (UTC)Also, I know exactly how you feel about 8 (which is partly why I haven't gacked that particular meme).
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on 2006-11-29 02:57 pm (UTC)That is of course if you're talking about my version of that.
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