Starfish

Starfish 4
Originally uploaded by tjdee.

Crazy tide pool action in Moss Beach today. Also on the agenda: Lunch in Half Moon Bay, a drive to Santa Cruz and dinner (Thai, even) in Palo Alto. Good times.

Three things:

1. Sue Logris is dead to me. ¡Muerta!

2. I am so mourning the loss of this long weekend. Please, dear God, allow me to wake up in some sort of time warp, a la Groundhog Day.

3. Take this article, flip it, turn it 180 degrees, and there I am.

Hmmm. That is some clever self-spoiling, sir. I wonder ...

What am I gonna do when my girls are gone? Lauren (or should I say Sue?), you knowhaImsayin', right?

Let's rewind four years. Valentine's Day 2002 was a rough but sweet one for me. I was still a baby at 21 and was spending the actual day with someone I loved for the first time (the previous year things were long distance). I also was flat broke. No joke, I could have demanded that the homeless people accosting passersby for change actually help me out.

Anyway, I had finally landed a freelance gig and was able to save about 20 bucks for the big day. I was so pitiful! I typed out a budget in Notepad, as if I were putting together some fabulous soiree. Reality: I was buying delicious honey wheat bread from Einstein's, the divine sandwich shop in Inner Sunset (that, seemingly out of nowhere, went out of business), some deli meat and sprouts from Safeway, some drinks and some Kettle chips, I think. Thanks to the Safeway card and the choice of day-old instead of super fresh bread, I came in under budget.

Oh, I also put together a little basket of candles and other goodies ... thanks to my mother's Express card. Yup, I had a card linked to her Express account so I could do some shopping at Structure, the sibling store, while at Rutgers. I saved that sucker and realized during my early, unemployed days in SF that I could use it at Bath & Body Works, which offered sweet-smelling candles in addition to lotions and potions. I may have been dining on potatoes and PB&J, but at least my room smelled lovely.

Four years later, I gotta say, love would be nice, but at least I got me some money!

Le super sigh.

This is the unluckiest lucky woman in the world. Seriously, what's the point of watching now? An Olympics without Michelle Kwan is like a forrest without trees: confusing!

I feel kind of guilty. This all went down as I was calling Sasha Cohen a whore at the Flickr Turns 2 soiree. Did my words mame Ms. Kwan? My bad.

Things that are trippin' me out today:

1. Kelly Clarkson, two-time Grammy winner. Loves it.

2. Yet another 70 degree, sunny day in February.

3. The Olympics? Already? WTF?

4 . "I was only six months pregnant and I went to the restroom and the baby is in the toilet."

Ben made me do it.

Four jobs I’ve had:

1. "Senior" journalist, the magazine (Google is a biatch)
2. Data-entry/IT assistant, California Pacific Medical Center
3. Online editorial intern, San Francisco Bay Guardian
4. Campus editor, The Daily Targum (Rutgers)

Four movies I can watch (and have watched) over and over:

1. 13 Going on 30
2. L'auberge espagnol
3. Sixteen Candles
4. The Sweetest Thing

Four places I’ve lived:

1. Middletown, NY
2. Upper Saddle River, NJ
3. San Francisco, CA
4. Berkeley, CA

Four TV Shows I love:

1. Gilmore Girls (Lorelai + TJ foreva)
2. Grey's Anatomy (I heart McDreamy)
3. Project Runway (Heidi is the new Tyra)
4. Globetrekker (Where in the world is Justine Shapiro?)

Four places I’ve vacationed:

1. Long Beach Island, NJ
2. Los Angeles
3. Daytona Beach, FL
4. Montreal

Four of my favorite dishes:

1. Chicken parmesan
2. Chicken tikka masala
3. Chard/kale puree
4. Cake

Four sites I visit daily:

(You lazy biatches can find the links yourselves)

1. Flickr
2. Yahoo! News
3. Craigslist
4. Kelly Clarkson Express (Sadly, this is not a joke)

Four places I would rather be right now (but just for a little while):

1. The deck of an ocean-front house on LBI
2. LA, getting ready for Clive Davis' pre-Grammy party
3. Hanging out with baby counsins in NJ and Colorado
4. In bed, watching a new episode of The L Word on my laptop

Four bloggers I’m tagging:

(There are four people who haven't done this already?)

1. Lauren
2. Terri
3. Tim
4. Rosie O'Donnell

WHY? Why would God send me a nasty sore throat the minute I finished my work on Friday. Why not Wednesday?!

I had made plans, so I left the house around dinner time and slowly but surely I got worse and worse (and drunker and drunker). When I got out of the car around 1:30, I was shivering to the point where I couldn't walk straight and my throat was nasty. Sleep did nothing to help. But my roommate handed me three nasty, smelly supplements, so those have to help, right?

It's gonna be one of those days (quick, someone bring me some cheese).

After two months of hot floor-mattress action, I now own a bed frame. It was cheap and it matches my other bedroom furniture perfectly. But it's from IKEA. And now I have to put that bitch together. I love/hate you, IKEA.

Update: Holy mother of Christ, IKEA is going to be the death of me.