stuff about where I live and play, and maybe some stuff about where I work and play.
10.15.2010
is this thing on?
so where did we leave off? in march? what the cuss!? i guess nothing at all has happened to me or downtown since that time. huh. that's pretty spectacular. also? it's a big fat lie.
downtown is getting cooler by the minute, heck, even by the second. every day as i drive home and round the 110 curve and experience the familiar iconic downtown LA skyscrapers edging closer and closer, i sigh a little bit and think, this is HOME. i've never really felt so at HOME anywhere, and it's a weird tingly sensation that makes me very happy.
so here's the deal. my husband is currently starving himself for a movie role and my best downtown friend recently discovered she has a condition which requires her to temporarily abstain from alcohol. add to this my recent decision to train for the Rock and Roll Half Marathon and what you get is a whole lot of inaction on the mean streets of DTLA. however, it does not mean that i don't have loads to talk about regarding my experiences living, working and playing here.
but let's just start back slowly but surely shall we?
tonight, i am going to head home in a few shakes of a goat's tail, grab some nosh from either bottle rock or arashi, grab myself some sort of libation and park myself in front of the tv to take advantage of a rare aaron absence to catch up on GOSSIP GIRL all by my lonesome. it's going to be great and i know you are jealous.
stay tuned for more exciting adventures from this lofty loft dwelller.
3.30.2010
11.09.2009
dear...
dear my pants,
i'm so happy our relationship is back on track. i know i put you through some business here over the past, ohhh i don't know, 9 months or so. and you had every right to be angry with me. but i am back in the saddle now and i don't think i will be falling off the fit wagon anytime soon. i'm really excited about our future together. pants, you complete me. i just feel bad for the dresses & skirts who will now be getting a little less love. they were there for me when you weren't. but i told them this was just a rebound thing. they knew. so their tears are only sort of sad to me. my happiness to be back in you just outweighs their pitifulness. and now: the happy pants dance!
[insert dancing here]
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dear james mcavoy,
a classic actor move - a no-show at your own movie screening which was being billed as "an evening with james mcavoy." i know you SAID it was the swine flu that was keeping you away, but i don't know. you're an actor, you're supposed to be good at lying. so how can i be sure you weren't just ACTING sick? right? anyway, you did a great job in the movie, which doesn't surprise anyone. it would have been fun to ask you some jerk questions about your process just to be a douche, maybe next time, "jim." next. time.
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dear york peppermint patties,
you are so f*cking delicious to me. i'm starting to crave you more than my cowpals cheese items, of which i have not had ANY for two whole days. NUTS, right? here's the thing sweet little pattie, i like to eat you cold, i like to eat you frozen. i like to eat you slightly warm from sitting in my pants, i like to squish a bite of you between my tongue and the roof of my mouth and let your cool mintiness coupled with dark chocolateness ooze through my tastebuds. i just do. i know i might seem "creepy" or "obsessed" with you and i totally understand that restraining order threat. so i will try to tone it down a bit. but salivating is involuntary, you can't be mad at me for that.
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dear the packers and the bears,
it was awesome of both of you to lose the week my beloved vikings had a bye week. you guys our making this year so much fun for us. our position in the NFC North keeps getting better. and better. and better. so anyway, tough break for you (especially YOU packers mwahahahaha) but yay for us. and obviously i'm not getting my hopes up or anything because that would be the act of insane person. but if you guys could keep this type of tomfoolery up for the next.. let's say 8 weeks... that would be bloody brilliant of you. i would totally owe you, like for serious.
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dear viggo,
please don't pull a mcavoy and flake on our "date" tomorrow after the screening of the road. i'm really looking forward to hearing about your process and why you chose this script and etc. and then asking you some douchey questions about it. then i'm excited about going out for drinks with you afterwards and talking to you about hooking aaron up with a role wherein he stars alongside you as maybe your younger brother, or somesuch. i think it will be fun. if you show up. which you will. or else.
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dear monday,
can we just take a break from you this week? my schedule tomorrow has me in back to back to back to back meetings from 7:30a to 1p and i'd actually really just rather sleep in and then eat patties on the couch all day in my dayjamas. the good news, i will be eating patties on the couch in my dayjamas either way, because it's work from home monday! but the sleeping in part... well.... not so much. well just be kind to me this week, will ya? i know you get a bad rap and i know deep down you really do mean well, but sometimes you just have the undeniable ability to rub people the wrong way. so take it easy on me, yeah? i'll then do my part to help you better your image.
cool.
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11.05.2009
once i've showered and gotten semi-ready, it's time to wake up little cosette who only stirs if if prodded. otherwise, she's usually moved into the space i've vacated and her face is snuggled into aaron's back and she's curled up into a little ball, snoring sweetly. i don't turn on the light so as not to disturb aaron and i feel around for her in the darkness, following her little noises that start to get a little louder as if to say, "five more minutes.... just five more minutes, pleeease." which is what i say to aaron several times a morning when the alarm starts to go off, coincidentally.
when i find her, i pick her up and cradle her in my arms, trying to keep her little body in its little fetal position because i feel like i'm picking up a warm little furry baby and i don't want to wake her up, too much. i carry her down the stairs where camus follows closely by my side. i keep holding her, because she's so infinitely snuggly and malleable at this moment that i don't even want to let go. not to mention that she doesn't "do" the stairs because she's a princess and because i'm an enabler, i don't ever make her.
today, for some reason, i was thinking about how far she's come in the past few months and how she's like a brand new doggie since all of her surgeries. her fur has almost completly grown back in on her back leg that used to be shaved, and her little face looks so great with her new little nose. she's going to be nine years old in a few short weeks and i'm honestly just so grateful that she's been in my life this long, because she's given us quite a few scares, and it often scares me how much i love her face off...
i leash them up after they do their morning downward dog stretches, and i pause briefly before i open the door into the blinding light of the outside world, and then away we go on our morning walk.
in some ways, it's a pain to walk them them all the time. they have to go out several times a day (tiny bladders! gah) and we walk them around the block almost every time, which means we have to encounter various people, dogs, weirdos, film shoots, lakers fans, USC students, FIDM students etc etc. our neighborhood can be crazy busy sometimes.
but, i cherish the morning walk so much because they are so sweet and adorable first thing in the morning when they are still groggy and waking up and usually the walk is relatively uneventful and they take care of business pretty fast rather than lolly-gagging around, which is what they do during most of the other walks.
and so today, i am thankful for the instant joy i get from the simple act of walking my two little f*ckers every morning. it's f*cking awesome.
11.02.2009
no big deal right? but, also, it FEELS like i'm cheating somehow because i'm at home, with my dogs, and sometimes i even get some aaron time. i don't hate mondays nearly as much as i should.
moving on.
a new 14-theater mulitplex situation has opened across the street and tonight they are showing a bunch of movies for FREE just because. the options range from district 9 to up to star trek to 500 days of summer. since we missed seeing star trek in the theater this past summer, we picked that one, because it's a) free and b) why not?
so in mere minutes, i will actually BE SHOWERING and getting ready to be seen in public and it's ever so awesome. fancy movie theater ACROSS THE STREET showing FREE MOVIES. i die of excitement.
oh and popcorn and soda are selling for $1, proceeds to benefit inner city arts. top that suckas.
right now, as the sun starts to set and the room starts changing colors through the slightly open blinds, the dogs are by my feet snoring sweetly i'm listening to regina spektor in surround sound and, you know what, i can get lost in eet forever and ever. so much.
11.01.2009
then we hit up wokcano where aaron ordered three separate items off the menu and proceeded to eat himself into a happy stupor. his items were: spicy tuna tornado (hold the mayo), sashimi & seaweed salad and the sashimi sampler. i had the sashimi sampler and the salmon sashimi with ponzu and one giant glass of sauvignon blanc. NOM. aaron said it was the happiest he's been in quite some time, food-wise. it was highly exciting.
then we were high-steppin it home to get ready for the evening and i donned the look of miss scarlet whilst aaron transformed himself into colonel mustard. liana and tal opted out of the group costume thing, so cosette filled in as mrs. white, the french maid and camus put on a top hat and a bowtie to do his best professor plum.
i would have to call the overall effort a "success." you'll notice, please the mini revolver in aaron's hand and i'm sporting a candlestick. i think mrs white did it though, with the lead pipe in the study... you heard it here first.
the party at corkbar was WAY TOO MUCH fun, for sure. today i was feeling none too good as i remembered the deadly combination of wine, champagne and jello shots? that i did? but i definitely powered through a 5-mile run on the treadmill while i watched the NYC marathon and remembered that I DID THAT 2 years ago. i can't even IMAGINE doing it again, but so glad i did it back then when i was young and crazy and had no idea how ridiculously hard it would be to run for 4+ hours. GAH.
then we donned the lucky vikings jerseys and headed over to watch the game with jason and, even though i almost couldn't handle the up & downs of the game, we soldiered on to VICTORY AT LAMBEAU FIELD thusly making this the BEST HALLOWEEN WEEKEND EVER.
ya heard?
10.29.2009
yesterday was one of those kind of long drawn out days where i kept looking at the clock and kept thinking, really? only that time? but the reality is that when i was heading out, i was heading to the gym, so i was like, uhh, 6p don't come TOO fast. you know? but then when i was finally doing my sprint workout on the treadmill surrounded by all the gym rats and meatheads, i was like, OK, life is good. because it was just going to be a matter of time before i could go home and stuff my face with mini m&ms. and that i did.
the problem with this time of year is also the best part about this time of year; way too much awesome TV to watch. especially wed & thursday nights. my DVR dies a little each week at this time because we are SO DEMANDING. i think we record seven shows on thursday nights? some of which are doubled and tripled up so i have to tape them on the upstairs tv so that the main tv doesn't explode. super nuts, i tell you. at some point i think shows will HAVE to start dropping off, but since you asked, here are all the programs currently making the cut (in order of day of week)
amazing race, bored to death, dexter
heroes, gossip girl
biggest loser, so you think you can dance
modern family, cougar town, glee, so you think you can dance, america's next top model, top chef
survivor, flash forward, office, 30 rock, project runway, private practice, vampire diaries, fringe
the soup
also, every weeknight: daily show, letterman, conan, jimmy fallon
don't even get me started on the crap i watch while i'm on the treadmill. soul-sucking stuff, is what it is (*cough* the hills *cough* road rules real world challenge *cough* kardashians *cough* *cough* whatever real housewives is on *cough*)
it seems like a lot, yeah? i feel like i might even be missing some. still, i always like to say: IT IS MY JOB to know what's on TV. and actually, this is true.
i'm WAY too excited for the premiere of V on 11/3. i used to LOVE that show when it was on in the middle ages. i hope it holds up. but i guess OH WELL if it doesn't. am i right?
well now that i've thoroughly lost all of you as an audience, i bid you adieu.
BUT WAIT
so i need some votes on some group / couple costume ideas - you know you want to help.
1. CLUE characters (miss scarlet - me, colonol mustard - aaron, etc etc)
2. GILLIGAN'S ISLAND characters (ginger - me, professor - aaron, etc etc)
3. LES MISERABLES (jean valjean - aaron, eponine - me) we might add "Dead" or "Vampire" to these as well
**i don't want to affect your vote, but i really really really want to be miss scarlet and carry a rope around all night.**
kthxbai.
