Songs for Bright Days, Part One

You can’t tell, probably, but there’s totally a heart in the window. I feel much better!, thank you for asking!
Hi guys!
Oh man did I sleep late today, almost 2 o’clock! I guess I’ve been really tired.
I got all sad times before bed last night but I feel better now. Maybe I was just really tired.
So! Guess what you guys?! I got a new iPod yesterday, I totally did! I ended up getting the black video one, 80GB. It’s cool and all but I never would have bothered if my old one didn’t take a total dump a couple months after my giving my brother my lil pink iPod Mini as a going away present. I mean, what do I give a shit about video capability? I don’t have a video camera (holy shiz, could you imagine if I did? You would all be in big biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig trouble. Truth), and I looked through the iTunes Movie store last night–total crap, seriously. TOTAL CRAP.
Anyway, I have been iPodless for the last few months and it has seriously sucked balls.
You know what else sucks balls? Apple’s shipping policies. Sure I understand why they are the way that they are (and it’s a long story, which I won’t bother you with, because honestly, who gives a shit other than me? No one, that’s who), but they are wicked non-customer friendly. I was angry! With curses and everything! I mean, not to the CSR, because it’s not like she did anything, but when we hung up, I let a whole beautiful barrage of “cuntrags” and “motherfucks” and “tittiefuckers” and so on fly forth. I don’t consider myself to have a short or particularly bad temper, but holy shiz, did I FLIP OUT.
But then I thought to myself: oh yeah, self, you’re totally getting your panties in a knot over a fucking iPod and shitty customer service. CALM DOWN, GIRL.
And so I did.
And decided to head to the closest Apple store and grab a dood and go:
“I WANT TO BUY SOME STUFF, HELP ME SPEND MONEY. ”
Which I think gave the sales dood, Brian, a halfie.
Once that was all sorted, I was going to go to Sephora but then I remembered that I have everything I could ever need ever, and my skin and hair look fuckng flawless lately, and I smell so good that even the dood who delivered my dinner Friday night said so (which could have totally turned into a classic bow-chicka-bow-bow situation except he was straight up fugly), so I decided not to go just to spend money on shiz I don’t need right now.
So then I headed to Whole Foods for my weekly grocery shopping and let me just say something here:
WOMEN OF SEATTLE, YOU NEED TO FUCKING STOP ACTING LIKE CUNTS, OK? IT’S TOTALLY NOT WORTH IT, THE ONLY PERSON YOU ARE AGGRAVATING IS YOURSELF! GET LAID, GET A FACIAL, GET A FRIEND TO HELP YOU REMOVE THAT RED HOT POKER FROM YOUR ASSHOLE, DO WHAT YOU NEED TO DO!
Just calm down, ok girls? Mother fucking christ!
There were sooooooooooooooooooooo many bitches at Whole Foods yesterday. Like, all the doods I came into contact with were all, “Hey there little lady, how about I help you get that thing up on that shelf up there. Now here you go, darlin’, you have a good day, pretty thing (insert winky face here, and a tip of the ten gallon hat)”
Whereas all the ladies were like,
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CANS OF ORGANIC CAT FOOD (insert cunty smelling onions face)?!?!?!??? IT WAS CLEAR BY THE WAY I WALKED DOWN THE AISLE THAT *I* WANTED TO LOOK AT THOSE, I DON’T CARE IF YOU’VE BEEN LOOKING AT THEM FOR 30 SECONDS LONGER THAN I EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT PICKING SOME UP FOR FLUFFY, PRINCESS, JEETER AND MITTENS, I WANT TO LOOK AT THE ORGANIC CAT FOOD, GET OUT OF MY WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY“
and
“(scowling through clenched jaw) I know I am going the opposite direction of the line for the hot food bar, and that there are 4 people behind you, but if you don’t let me get to those fucking vegetable pakoras RIGHT NOW (red flames flare up in pupils)
I will bite your fucking titties off.”
to which I just smiled and spent some time thinking about whether I wanted 5 or 6 pakoras, and did i want a little mint chutney this time or stick with mango chutney?
That lady’s head almost exploded, but I made it out of there with my titties intact.
And then!!!!!
The hottttttttttttt blonde girl at Jamba Juice (y’all) was friendly to me and I can’t tell how old she is but I might, you know, try to work up the nerve to, I don’t know, chat her up and I don’t know exactly what people do after that, but I want to bite her titties, in a totally different way (insert winky face and tip of the ten gallon hat).
OK and then I came home and I did some shit that I can’t remember what it was, I know i talked a lot with BirdBallet, whose new food blog, WHAT I EAT is totally worth checking out. In fact, RSS Feed that shiz so you never miss a post.
Oh! And then I watched the rest of season 3 of the L word, in which the story lines get straight up insultingly stupid and you start to hate lesbians. Except for Katherine Moennig, I’d hit that twice, with pleasure.
Oh but!! I also had a fantastic ahi sashimi dinner prepared by yours truly, though to be fair “prepared” simply means I “sliced it up” (giving the tendony/bloodline bits to Amelia Earhart to eat with her CAN OF ORGANIC CAT FOOD, happy kitty!!), “put some honey ginger on a plate” and “mixed up some shoyu and wasabi to taste”.
Speaking of food, let’s play
WHAT I’VE EATEN SO FAR TODAY!!
Ok! So hi you guys, this is totally what I’ve eaten so far today:
You guys! Today I had the awesomest, easiest breakie ever! I threw a little olive oil and unsalted butter in a pan (turns out, the olive oil makes it so the butter doesn’t burn, it just gets nice and brown and nutty tasting–who knew??), cut up some of the most gorgeous fancy Canadian bacon I have ever seen and let it brown up slightly, then I tossed a scrambled egg in and mixed that up, threw it on a plate, sprinkled a little grated cheddar and monterey jack over it and then in lieu of sour cream I put a dollop of beeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuutttttttttttiiiiiiiiiiiiffffffffffuuuuuuuuuulllllllllll plain Greek yogurt on top.
I cut up and darkly toasted (this is my new thing) a french roll, put a thin thin sliver of butter on each half and then slathered it in strawberry jam (another my new thing) and I’ve been washing it down with a nice mix of Limonata, Pellegrino, cran juice and peach Oolong tea. Who says just because you’re not having alcohol you can’t still have a delightful mixed drink??
DELICIOUS!!
So, like.
What have you guys had to eat so far today?
Oh wait, ha, oh yeah! Music! Here’s a couple tracks off of the insanely, ridiculously good Badmeaninggood Vol. 4 by the Scratch Perverts out of London. Perfectly great music for a sunny cold Sunday afternoon where you’re dreaming of the temperature reaching a balmy 50F and the beginning of Spring.
Download: Minnie Ripperton - Les Fleurs / Sister Nancy - Bam Bam
Buy the Album: Scratch Perverts - Badmeaninggood Vol. 4