dru is fail

So – I wrote this really cool blog and screen shotted it because I wanted you to experience the AWESOME font.

But it’s too small to read.

I’ll transcribe it later.

Right now I’m enjoying some delicious mexican food from Mi Casita on Carroll Blvd in Denton ( who I highly recommend. BEST MEXICAN FOOD EVER. )

xxdruxx

 

Dear Salt Shaker,

You live on my desk.

And you have for a little while now. About…a month and a half?

How did you get there? You were acquired for me by my wonderful boyfriend when I sighted my constantly under-salted lunches. You see, little shaker, I crave huge quantities of salt for some unknown reason and, in this way, you help me immensely.

Truth be told, you belong at J&J’s Pizza on the square, and I really did intend to take you back when you were either nearly empty or replaced by a shaker from my own home. But, you see, I bonded with you. You have been my friendly little desk sentinal, awake with me until 5am on Thanksgiving when we so dutifully finished the slideshow thing, asleep with me during my sometimes naps at lunch time and invariably improving my lunch with your yummy goodness. If you could talk, I would have to kill you because you know company secrets and stuff. But, since you can’t, you remain my silent companion, and in a way I love you for that.

Your deskmate,

Dru x

 

wth

Why did I bring the big box* of death if I totally wasn’t going to use it?

I guess I used it briefly.

And I did add like 800 words in the course of today.

Which is probably less than useful considering I need to finish up the project I’m working on at home now. And I don’t know why I’d be able to do it faster at home. It’s ten pages of editing…

My life’s getting out of hand. Robyn said I was a good business investment, but I sometimes can’t help thinking I’m not cut out for this grown-up lifestyle. I’ve definitely gotten really bad at managing my finances. For example: I spent $60 today on something I just don’t have the money for.

I bought ( hopefully reputable ) ticket savings things for Dallas Stars games. I got three free tickets and buy one get one type things. I’m gonna offer my mom the buy one get one.

And I think I’m going to have to ask for the $50 she promised me. I don’t know. *sigh*

Basically, halloween involved a huge fight between her and I which ended with her revoking the gift she’d given me ( because I told her I didn’t really like it because it was NOT what she’d promised me and it wasn’t really anything that I cared about ) and telling me she was just going to give me $50 instead. Well…I’m dead broke and I’m supposed to be going to a NOWD ( Night of Writing Dangerously ) thing for NaNo and I’m supposed to be going to see Imogen Heap ( which I’m defs gonna have to cancel. I have no money ) and I’m supposed to be going to see Eisley ( which I most certainly do NOT want to cancel ) and…I’m broke.

Why did I buy that? That makes $100 straight out of my last check that I wasted. You see, having money like this is really bad for me.

So.

I’m going to start putting money in a “savings account.” But only a hypothetical account, because you have to have $500 or more to have a savings account now or you get like two hundred dollars in fines every month. >.<

I'm going to start plan where I write down how much i've "put in savings" and that money is going to be inaccessible to me. That way, maybe I'll stop dropping literally hundreds of dollars on fast food and entertainment that I really can't afford.

I don't even have a car! What the heck is that?!

The downside to all this is that my life is about to get a heck of a lot more boring. And I'm probably not going to eat very much anymore considering there's never anything at the commune to eat and my house is woefully understocked of anything even remotely edible by me ( other than tomato soup. Go tomato soup. ) which means starvation if I'm not buying food.

Oh! I just remembered we have rice and soy sauce. So…I'm making myself egg fried rice on a regular basis now.

And I'm supposed to be cleaning out the fridges.

And my room.

All this weekend.

So much for ever seeing Guppie ever again.

And I got stood up again.

And i can't move out because of financial restrictions but I really don't want to live at home anymore.

dru is not in a good mood.

Can you tell?

Maybe when I get a car I won't feel so trapped.

But I can't get a car if I keep THROWING MY FUCKING MONEY AWAY!

grr.

xxdruxx

*Guppie’s Computer Case. It’s huge and looks like it could very easily contain a bomb.

 

I’m hungry for Gyoza :P

Hey, i wanted to say that i’m really sorry i haven’t blogged recently. I’ve got myself a lil list of ones i need to do. mainly the trip to London and another Japanese lesson. I’ve been studying it really hard recently. I wasn’t given any homework this week, so i have to think of my own. I’m thinking vocabulary, cause I kinda suck at that. I can read more Kanji now which is AWESOME But vocab is the one thing i need to learn / practice.

I have a few workbooks, one i shouldn’t really use cause we’re working through it in my Advanced class. I also have to blog with photos of this weeks and last weeks nails. I’m sorry i haven’t done another tutorial video yet. I was going to, but in the end i gave up cause it was really are to find somewhere to place the camera and still get everything in shot and crystal clear. Nevermind, i’ll just have to post all the photos, at least that way i’ll be blogging  more.

I really really really fancy some Gyoza round about now they’re really nice, except when i tried to make some myself i ended up having hot boiling oil on my arm. ow. now i have a scar >_<

But come on, how is this not appertising:

 

Lu x

A to Z: Anna Tsuchiya. She’s half Japanese, Half russian and her songs are usually in English. Have a listen to her album The NUDY Show, i love it

 

Blehck

I find the smell of peanut butter to be overwhelming and rather gross.

Blegh.

Like how I blog a lot when I can’t tweet?

OIWEJGOIHB!

Love slacker radio so much =)

xxdruxx

 

Lunch Is Bueno

I – just now – decided that the one word title kick thing I’ve been on is stupid. As such, I’m going to resume my normal “I make really random titles!” form. =D

Lunch = Cheese Nachos from Taco Bueno. So yummy. Only problem is that they’re from the store on University meaning the salsa ( which is made fresh in store every night ) is nowhere near as good as the salsa from the Bueno on Ft Worth Drive.

And some of the chips were undercooked meaning they tasted stale.

But, whatever. For $2.05 it was a ridiculously small and overpriced. But let’s assume the price was smaller. For $1.54 it was delicious and totally yums.

Random news item of the day: I miss Guppie. =( And Andrew unsubscribed. I’m pretty sure that he thinks I don’t want to talk to him since I rarely reply to his txts. But he usually txts me either when I’m busy or asleep ( the other morning, for example, he txted me at like 3.48 or some such nonsense at which point I was simultaneously busy AND asleep. ) and then I forget to txt him back. Because I have a stellar memory like that. Ask Drew [ Taco Bueno Drew, not Andrew ]. I totally promised to call him back last night then fell asleep completely forgetting to call him. :/

Point is, I don’t like it when my friends think I hate their guts because I forget to txt them back. And he unsubscribed from the blog ( after sending me Goodbyes by txt and twitter. ) so…I’m worried. Andrew and I have been friends for years and have known each other for years and years before that.

So…yeah. I called him and left him 2 msgs. So if he replies, I’ll make a point to drop what I’m doing to reply to him. If he doesn’t…I guess he doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore.

Sad days.

And I still miss Guppie.

xxdruxx

 

Sammich

I’m sitting outside my boss’ window at work having just finished a highly satisfying peanut butter sandwich. I realize, looking at the tags, that it might seem I’m having a peanut butter and fish sandwich, but, while that does sound horrifyingly delicious – and by delicious I mean heineously disgusting – it was just a plain old peanut butter ‘wich.

I’ve often described ska as a PB&J sandwich where punk was the P and jazz was the J. I understand that ska is actually a closer derivitave of reggae, but I think ska sounds amazing when popped into the metaphor of a peanut butter sandwich.

I’m telling you this because I want you to understand what I mean when I say – and I often do – that I’m having a punk sandwich. Cuz I just ate one, and it was delicious.

Summary: Guppie is amazing. Peanut butter is awesome. It’s hard to blog coherently from an iPhone. I’m tired.

Peanut butter is awesome. That’s really what you should take away from this blog today.

xxdruxx

 

Juice

Watching orange juice flow into my cup is like watching the sun come down from the skies and grace me with his beauty, health and light.

I love orange juice.

xxdruxx

( Originally written on a Post-It™ )

 

Because his conversations amuse me so endlessly

12:30pm Dru
baked potato = true love

12:30pm Blake
I wonder what I’ll eat today…hmmmm

12:30pm Dru
food?
i find electronics usually give one indigestion

12:31pm Blake
I’m thinking about cloth

12:31pm Dru
mm, high in fiber. Go with a natural though, the synthetics stick in your teeth horribly

 

Magical Desk Properties

What am I doing?

Eating cottage cheese, washing the dinosaur, doodling C++ on scraps of paper, blogging ( with my left hand! ) on the same scrap of paper, considering listening to Eyes Open ( the album )…

I’m doing myriad other things, too. Do you get why I tweet so much?

So, switching hands to facilitate increased speed of communication…

I have two important things to blog about. The 1st ( which we’ll discuss later ) is RM. The latter ( which we’ll tackle first ) is my work’s desk.

I’m not entirely sure why, but whenever my phone sinks below the level of my desk the signal – quite magnificently – fails. It’s not because there’s a physical barrier ( I’ve txtd through my own body before ) so I’m testing other theories.
My current favorite is that my desk contains lead.

Lead ( Pb ) blocks signals from cell phones. At least, I’m assuming it does. After all, if a substance can block Superman’s xray vision, then surely it can block the rays of a … wait – the rays of a cell phone? What?! Lol, surely it can block the signal of a mobile. Obviously.

[ I'm going to tell you about the dinosaur before we move on to RM. ]

So…that’s the exciting of the magical desk properties. Not too magical, yes. But I know that, were he hovering over me, my intimates would be safe from Superman’s gorgeous baby blues. And I value that knowledge.

The dinosaur is actually interesting enough to warrant her own post. So… Onto RM!

RM is Randall Munroe. He is the genius behind my /favourite/ ( so favorite that it got representative tags as WELL as irl Italics! ) webcomic. I know you know xkcd ( I rant about it all the time*. ) but I had not, until today, seen the glory and magnificence that is Mr. Munroe.

His last name annoys the ____ out of me. But that’s okay.

Know why?

He’s a genius. And I :heart: him.

I’ve concocted several hair brained schemes to catch his attention, but I have no idea if it will be successful. I was marginally successful with Mr Vidal, mainly because I tweet @ him relentlessly. Mr Munroe does not have a twitter account ( that I’ve been able to locate ) so…I can’t really tweet at him till I’m blue in the fingers or have given myself carpal tunnel syndrome.

But I will do it. I WILL get his attention.

One day…

xxdruxx

[ *All the time is obviously relative since I never blog anymore -.-' ]