Happy Birthday Papa-San

distraction

i have a tendency to get VERY tired and light-headed when doing anything related to the law. so it is of utmost importance that i find regular distractions to awaken the spirit and renew my light.

naMASTAYYY hayyyy

on with it.

holiday wish list as inspired by cravingworthy
1) a fancy camera; i saw the nikon D3100 on Oprah's favorites things. and i want it.
2) philip pullman's the dark materials trilogy
3) UGGs. ok maybe not specifically UGGs, something that is equally comforting but a bit less ugly.
4) a yoga instructor's body
5) discipline and determination
6) a dutch oven (le creuset)
7) nigella lawson or barefoot contessa's new cookbook
8) a time machine that will warp me to Dec. 17th.

persistent fear: i worry that given my top-notch education and bright ass future, i will be able to raise my kids in a very privileged environment. while i look forward to giving my kids every opportunity i also fear that they will turn out to be weird, neurotic, high maintenance, vapid consumers. i worry that at 12 they will be taking a 20 dollar yoga class whilst drinking a non-fat soy latte. kill me.

nothing new

this picture was taken from our camping trip last weekend. PSYCH. its from disneyland's canoe "ride"--where you (and 15 others) basically row a canoe in a big circle. its not very fun.

at the moment, my arms are so freakin sore from attempting level 2 yoga. that shit was so crazy. too crazy. there was a distinct point in the middle of class when i thought i was going to die.

besides that i sit at my desk and hate my life. talk lates!

priceless

he may be tall, skinny and freakishly white.
her, so vibrant, spunky and full of grace.





but, hot damn.

step 1

this weekend,
david vacuumed and moved furniture
cassie and i went to yoga at a supremely white but very zen studio
i studied while david stared at his fantasy football stats page

we're on our way to a room with character.


i am serious serious about exercising now. women in their forties have tight abs. this is not the case for me. UNACCEPTABLE!

trust

be wary of food bloggers who baste tofu with bbq sauce, who can't be bothered to use fresh garlic and instead substitute with some shit called "Garlic Gold," whose breakfast is a mish mash of everything plus oatmeal.
these are the bloggers that document their every meal, live in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere, and disgrace ALL asian food.

hahahaa, i am totally hating right now but i saw that they all got invited to some fancy food festival in sf. its totally undeserved. who the hell eats tofu slathered with bbq OR maple syrup.

disgust is the theme of the evening. at them and at myself for caring.

stillness

there are certain mannerisms that hint to unattractiveness. especially in men.

excessive movements. lack of awareness of ones' facial movements. the jittery leg. putting ones' feet on chairs in public places.

i prefer men still. maybe its my mom's bias in me, but to me the jittery leg screams insecurity.

am i being too critical?
let me ask you this, think of every suave movie character out there. james bond, batman, angelina jolie. do they jiggle their legs or rest their feet on the back of movie chairs? no. thank you velly mucho.

this post was brought to you by the guy who sits in my peripheral who NEVER stops shaking his leg. sigh. so un-james bond.