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so much for being brief.
2011-10-27 @ 12:41 p.m.
i will attempt to be brief. i woke up WAY too late today because i was too hot in bed. last night it was like 70 degrees or something, and now saturday they're predicting snow. wtf. ETA: watching the news, and yeah, we're definitely getting snow. in october. and when i just walked out to go to the post office a half hour ago? it's down to like 50 degrees already. insane. anyway. last night i went over to my mom's to make dinner and so boy could do a little work on her remodel. i had to do all of the cooking next door at my grandmother's house, which was a pain in the ass because i hate cooking on an electric stove, and her gas stove is downstairs. BUT the downstairs gas oven didn't work. so i had to do 100% of the prep upstairs, then put some stuff in the shitty unevenly heated electric oven, and carry the rest downstairs and cook it down there. but since it's not her primary kitchen, it was a hot mess down there. what was super cool, however, was the fact that i found this knife down there while searching for cooking tools. i could tell it was my grandfather's favorite knife. the edge was so dinged and worn and etched by the years, the wood on the handle was worn down so much that it was completely smooth. i sharpened it and started making my way through the mushrooms and shallots, and i just felt so connected to my grandfather. he was the creative one in the family. he had so many projects going when i was little, and so many of them are things that i fell in love with doing myself. it was just one of those weird cosmic moments where i really felt his spirit. and not like some silly ghost nonsense, i just mean his energy, his influence in me. it was really neat. boy started his new job yesterday and came home in such a great mood. he's working with his [former] mentor now, and a bunch of guys he used to work with who treat him like some kind of celebrity. he said he walked onto the job and everyone came to shake his hand and welcome him back, and it made him feel so much more appreciated than he did with shitty old boss. the funny part was that he's recalling this conversation from lunch time, when the guys asked him about me. boy is such a subject of gossip in his trade because he's all pierced and tattooed up, and an open and admitted pothead, but one of the top workers. people just can't comprehend how fast and good he is at his job when they base their opinions of him on looks alone. then to top it all off, he's the nicest guy you'll ever meet? it's so puzzling to them. THEN on top of all that, he has me as a girlfriend. those racist, xenophobic, backwards ass dudes were really shocked by that, and word got out in his local. so he says he goes to lunch yesterday, and this guy comes up to him and says he's heard about me, which means everyone has. the guy asked if i knew this guy JJ's girlfriend, who is of the same ethnicity (because every person of a particular race knows every other person who is the same race), and boy, confused at the question (not being a minority, he hadn't come across that kind of racist assumption all that often to immediately realize what the guy was saying) responded, "isn't JJ's girlfriend a stripper?" and the guy laughed and said yeah. boy finally realized what the guy was implying, and responded, "yeah, if college is a fucking strip club." so now the fucking ignorant guy was confused at the very concept that a person such as myself would have gone to college, and boy, realizing this, started going on and on about me. he was like, "this girl majored in literature in college. she graduated with honors from [university]. the house is filled with books. i learn like 3 new words a week from her, and i actually know what they mean!" i thought it was so cute that he was bragging about me. so of course the guy had to ask what i looked like, and boy started going on about how excellent my ass is. much later in bed, boy told me something else he said about me, and i was so flattered. knowing that someone thinks you're that amazing really makes the heart flutter. i mean really, what guy sits around telling other guys how wonderful he thinks his girlfriend is? totally unrelated to anything: my hair was re-dyed yesterday, and it's super red. why this is awesome? usually when i get it done, my hairdresser has to use the combo color/bleach because my hair usually can't stand being bleached then dyed. too many chemicals, and it's too damaging. typically, i suffer a lot of breakage. not this time, though, and i think it's because i started taking fish oil when i started bodybuilding. i swear, my hair, nails, skin, and eyes are SOOOOO much better than they used to be even 2 months ago. i say to people all the time that it seems like my vision has improved lately, and the only reason i can come up with for it is the fish oil. take it! it's really good for you! (make sure you pick a brand that's high in dha/epa. this is my brand, if you're interested. it's sam's club's brand, but it's one of the best available!) i just had to stop watching an episode of animal cops because it made me cry. i just can't believe people treat animals like this. why? why? |