life's a bitch, then ya die

I need to get that t-shirt.
Hard days but I'm thankful for what I have, to be sure.

Going to see the Naked and Famous and some other bands in Central Park on Sunday.
Probably going to see the Apes movie (why isn't 3D? yes, I'm a 3D whore) on Saturday and possibly also some Indian buffet-ing in there. I lvoe Indian food in all forms, but it's the one cuisine that I genuinely prefer a buffet. Not all the time, but sometimes. I love the idea of slopping on, pardon the phrase, several colors and textures on my plate and then lots of different sauces too. It's funny because normally I'm the type who doesn't like my varieties of food to touch each other on my plate. So I guess I'm just balls out opposite for Indian food.

My mom always got her breakfast buffet food - scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, hashbrowns, whatever else - and then would pretend to put her syrup on her french toast or whatnot, but in reality would lather it all over her food. She loved when it intermingled. We used to go to Shoney's breakfast buffet in Orlando (when we went to Disney when I was a kid) -- I wonder if those restaurants still exist??
Or there's always Jose Tejas in Jersey. Looong wait though. I don't know the origins of this place but it's pretty good Mexican food (not Cali caliber of course -> yes, I'm one of those former Cali residents who says that a lot) but good for NJ/NY. Also, it's pretty cheap too. And their fries are addictive, long, skinny, delicious. Not to mention there huge and always strong margaritas and daiquiris. But again, others are aware of this and they show up often. There's always a huddle of waiting people at the entrance and there's a car hanging overhead and we're always like "do those people know there's a car hanging over their heads?"
I know I'm rambling about food, but what else is there to ramble about right now? Not too much.

Trying to finish up work tonight. Uprez-ing for the show Butterbean.

My boss showed me this and it's pretty funny.

Oh, and my time killing yielded this result and it's pretty gross so I thought I'd share the definition of butterbean.


All for now...

Egads

Working freelance on the show Stalked and these stories can get very creepy.
Mostly men stalking women but of course women can stalk pretty damned well too.
I wonder why men have women beat in the serial killer arena though? Thoughts?
Is it all that testosterone? Cuz that's pretty hard for me to believe.
Society's oppression of men's emotions perhaps? hmm.

imperative unavoidable things

All of this stress has got me feeling very unhealthy again.
These blogs are inspiring:

http://www.healthytippingpoint.com/about

http://cleaneatingchelsey.com/2011/02/02/snow-day-pretzel-rolls/

http://www.healthyberg.com/

Hardest Times

I can't imagine harder times. This year has been basically the definition of unbareable. Losing people we love is just a bitch. Period. My love needs to expand over time and though it won't ever be the same, I hope at least the love will grow.

I would like to continue this blog despite such hardships and loss.
Love to my mother forever, an amazing woman - strong, beautiful, the best.