very interesting observation...

baby food smells gross
but dog food smells heaps good

I tried some baby food the other day. Heinz beef, carrots and peas (or something) all smushed together in a little glass jar. To get the full effect I even ate it from Tony's little rubber spoon but my ass was too big to fit in the high chair.
I can't describe it other than it was in my mouth but not all at the same time. For those 5 seconds I didn't know what the hell was going on with my tastebuds. I wanted the pureed meat off those little suckers and out of the nostrils.
Then Tony started to cry so I returned his spoon and my mum started to feed him again.

urgh! i just...its just...wearing pants is such a hassle!

and then luci will say: ok dont. go out without your pants and see how it goes.

sigh.
I miss New Paltz. I miss having my friends live a pond away from me and I miss american turkey. I also miss regular looking people. Not to be mean, but just people who you know, have limbs. I just went to the postoffice and I saw this guy who had no legs. He was so thin that if he didnt have dark pants on I would've tried to walk through him.
And thus another bullet on the criteria list for boys:
- must NOT be thinner than me.

The gallery is very dead today. The air circulation in this place is not too good to begin with and now because there are no people, the atmosphere is like nap time at preschool. I don't think that they would notice if I went out and got my hair cut and did some shopping. Maybe I'll even go to the movies and print out my photos. Maybe I'll go the Hard Rock and have some cobbler. Maybe I'll go to the zoo and pet an elephant. The possibilities would be endless if I had some pants on.

everybody's looking at me, as i dance on the table top

i sang this to tony just now. he loved it.
he loves paris hilton.



god i hope he doesnt start dressing in little baby drag clothes or anything

the competition to be a part of slang history

it's actually not that enticing a competition but you know you aren't going to be a part of any other history...

i want a boy = find me a tom
i want a baby= i want a tony
i want someone to randomly and drunkenly make out with = where's a jeffrey?
and so the last one bothers me for two reasons
1) jeffrey already means something else
2) Jeffrey doesnt start with T

the best hott boy name starting with T i can think up of is Tyrone. Obviously, i am open to other suggestions.

dudeee......its been soooo long!

and it's only because now i live a boring life. i do nothing and thus there is nothing to blog about. after chicago - its been pretty hard to top with exciting new things.


but what the hell? boring is cool too because you are forced to make your own cheap fun:
-beach
-park
-starbucks (although thats a withdrawal issue)
-hang out with other unemployed friends at restaurants until the kitchen closes so you "can't" order anything else
-watch movies you've been meaning to for a long time (bring it on 3 and princess bride)
-make and eat cake
-and worse comes to worse, you can blog