heard this song today (yes it's on ipod shuffle), and I was so physically affected that I've decided to take some time away. during this time I'm going to see if I can't get in a little travel time. me time. away time.
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds, in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile, through your fear and sorrow
Smile, and there'll be tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through
If you'll....
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear, may be ever so near,
That's the time, you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you'll just....
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear, may be ever so near,
That's the time, you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you'll just....
Smile
while I usually just don't post for a while, and then randomly come back with like 8 posts in a row, this time I'm not. I'm letting you know that I'm taking a break, and it may be two days, two weeks or two months.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
once again...but this time with inspiration
so yes, once again I'm NOT posting, but rather linking to someone else's post. however, I read it and was so inspired by the man-in-the-story's take on life that I just had to share.
this is what he said:
“To me, it’s really so simple, that life should be lived on the edge,” says Phillipe. “You have to exercise rebellion. To refuse to tape yourself to the rules, to refuse your own success, to refuse to repeat yourself, to see every day, every year, every idea as a true challenge. Then you will live your life on the tightrope.”
and you can read the entire post here.
this is what he said:
“To me, it’s really so simple, that life should be lived on the edge,” says Phillipe. “You have to exercise rebellion. To refuse to tape yourself to the rules, to refuse your own success, to refuse to repeat yourself, to see every day, every year, every idea as a true challenge. Then you will live your life on the tightrope.”
and you can read the entire post here.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
excuses, always fucking excuses
no post today, but rather a link to someone else's post. Over at Pink India Pink, Kat wrote on the latest article in the NYT (I think). It's hilarious, awesome and oh so true.
check it here: awarding mediocrity
thank you very much.
check it here: awarding mediocrity
thank you very much.
Monday, February 16, 2009
mr. president
dear mr. president,since today is an official holiday in your name, please pamper yourself.
in fact, you should send the kiddies off to friends so you can get drunk and then run around the White House naked with the little woman. I would.
sincerely,
little one
Sunday, February 15, 2009
mmm mmm good
ok so I'm not Campbell's nor am I auditioning to be in one of their commercials, but tonight I made a chicken noodle soup that could easily compete. I can't take complete credit for this recipe because it's kind of adapted after my grandmother's chicken & dumplings recipe. I'm going to post the recipe but first I'd like to send out a disclaimer because I don't measure anything. unless I'm baking which is quite a rarity, so with that said I don't measure anything. my recipe was for two people so you adjust as you need.
1 pk of chicken tenderloins (usally 5 or 6 in a pk I think)*
1 can of chicken broth
1 can of cream of chicken
1 stick of butter (le amazing)
sage (um 2 tsp?)
garlic powder (this depends on you, I for one use garlic generously)*
salt & peppa
1 bag wide egg noodles
2-3 cups of water (depends on noodles and chix obviously)
*you can use chicken breasts which is what the original chicken & dumpling recipe calls for
*actual clove of garlics work as well thus the original recipe
Place chicken in a large soup pot and cover with water (fill the pot about half full). Add salt and pepper to taste. Cook over medium-high heat until chicken is done. Remove chicken and cut into bite sized pieces. In soup pot (before putting chicken back in) put cream of chicken soup, broth, stick of butter, garlic and sage with about a cup and half of water. bring to a boil. add noodles and a second cup of water (noodles should be mostly covered) and cook on med-high until tender. once noodles are tender put the chicken back into the pot and cook for another 10-15 minutes, Presto!
*I didn't post any pictures because without the color from carrots or celery it looks a bit bland, but the taste is a_freaking_mazing!
*after eating this my mom gave me the genius idea to even try the can chicken or the pre-cut chicken to cut down on prep time. that's what's up!
1 pk of chicken tenderloins (usally 5 or 6 in a pk I think)*
1 can of chicken broth
1 can of cream of chicken
1 stick of butter (le amazing)
sage (um 2 tsp?)
garlic powder (this depends on you, I for one use garlic generously)*
salt & peppa
1 bag wide egg noodles
2-3 cups of water (depends on noodles and chix obviously)
*you can use chicken breasts which is what the original chicken & dumpling recipe calls for
*actual clove of garlics work as well thus the original recipe
Place chicken in a large soup pot and cover with water (fill the pot about half full). Add salt and pepper to taste. Cook over medium-high heat until chicken is done. Remove chicken and cut into bite sized pieces. In soup pot (before putting chicken back in) put cream of chicken soup, broth, stick of butter, garlic and sage with about a cup and half of water. bring to a boil. add noodles and a second cup of water (noodles should be mostly covered) and cook on med-high until tender. once noodles are tender put the chicken back into the pot and cook for another 10-15 minutes, Presto!
*I didn't post any pictures because without the color from carrots or celery it looks a bit bland, but the taste is a_freaking_mazing!
*after eating this my mom gave me the genius idea to even try the can chicken or the pre-cut chicken to cut down on prep time. that's what's up!
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
my thoughts on Valentine's Day
while a day put aside for love is quite endearing, the fact that said day has become so ridiculously commercialized is disheartening. all of you people that go crazy on the fourteenth of February each year, what are you doing the other 364/365 (for leap year's sake) days of the year? why does it take a national holiday (although known worldwide) for you to get off your ass and buy your significant other a special gift, tell them you love them, hold them a little tighter, pay them a little more attention? even if I were not going to be single for this year's holiday, I can't imagine indulging in the red, pink, and white that has been on display since a few days after Christmas. Really what the fuck does anyone over the age of 12 want with a teddy bear that sings a rendition of Elvis bearing a heart and red-felt covered feet? ok maybe you do, but the last man who gave me one regretted it. instead of giving into the hearts-on-fire-consumer-craziness this year, spend a little more time with your loved one, kiss them for no reason, reach for them over the distance that may have come between you over the past couple of days, weeks or months for whatever reason, and use this day to give them something that doesn't cost a penny: a promise that for the rest of the days of the year you're gonna love them just as much as you do on Valentine's Day.
25 Random things...
I was tagged on facebook, but I'll put them here because I've lost most of my interest in facebook.
*despite the fact that I'm a bit loud and all "hey look at me sometimes" I actually enjoy being alone with my solitude or with just one other person rather than the center of attention
*I want to live in NY, and since I didn't make there when I returned stateside last year; the plan is to make it there when I finish my second degree. I've already started a savings fund for the big apple.
*I'm pretty sure that I will never have or want kids. They're only cute until they get to the walking stage, and don't need to be held anymore. although my nephew is the most adorable things this side of the Atlantic, and is now starting to crawl. (but he doesn't count)
*I could eat pasta every_single_day_of_my_life.
*Recently someone sent me a song and when I heard it, it broke my heart all over again.
*my favorite holiday is Christmas but only because of Christmas trees and lights. white lights.
*I still carry the dream of owning my own bookstore/coffee house near the beach with me.
*other than this blog and a random write in my journal, I've not written in three months.
*After living abroad for a year, I believe there is some truth to that of a life of an expat (expatriate). I miss that life.
*I wouldn't mind being single if it weren't for the lack of sex involved in said single-life. I'm not one for just picking up random guys and bringing 'em home for one-nighters, especially when I know I'm probably not going to get mine anyways.
*I want a dog, a big one, like I had as a child once I am living by myself.
*As much as I like my job that I'm currently doing, I'd leave it tomorrow if something better came up. Probably because in the big scheme of things, it is really nothing close to what I really want to do in my future.
*it is possible though, that I'm embarking on a bit of a quarter-life crisis. not full-fledged, but after talking to a friend the other day who is now in her 30's the panic and anxiety I experience every now and then isn't unheard of.
*I own about two bags of make-up and day to day I wear nothing but chap stick with the occasional mascara. I always think that some day I'll be motivated to start wearing it, but the motivation never comes.
*I love those days when the sky is gray and overcast and the clouds look like they could burst at any minute, but don't.
*Where I used to strike up a conversation with anyone if they were standing near me, I have now stopped engaging in small talk with strangers, because I find it annoying and frustrating.
*I love the new Nivea Smooth Sensations commercial
*I could sleep for hours on end. Last night I got 13 hours of sleep.
*I'm currently reading Nausea by Sartre, and am quite consumed by it.
*I hate fantasy and science fiction and while I've tried to "acquire a taste" for it on several occasions, I can't.
*I don't get the thrill of theme parks and never will.
*I love cheese.
*I can talk to you like you are the lowest piece of shit and you'll never realize it. (only two people in my entire life realize when I'm doing so and it's never since it's never directed at them, they find it entertaining.
*I have a guilty pleasure for Sex and the City reruns. I watch them over and over.
*I'm quite sensitive although there are times when I put up quite a front.
that was actually quite difficult. I was tired of writing after 18.
*despite the fact that I'm a bit loud and all "hey look at me sometimes" I actually enjoy being alone with my solitude or with just one other person rather than the center of attention
*I want to live in NY, and since I didn't make there when I returned stateside last year; the plan is to make it there when I finish my second degree. I've already started a savings fund for the big apple.
*I'm pretty sure that I will never have or want kids. They're only cute until they get to the walking stage, and don't need to be held anymore. although my nephew is the most adorable things this side of the Atlantic, and is now starting to crawl. (but he doesn't count)
*I could eat pasta every_single_day_of_my_life.
*Recently someone sent me a song and when I heard it, it broke my heart all over again.
*my favorite holiday is Christmas but only because of Christmas trees and lights. white lights.
*I still carry the dream of owning my own bookstore/coffee house near the beach with me.
*other than this blog and a random write in my journal, I've not written in three months.
*After living abroad for a year, I believe there is some truth to that of a life of an expat (expatriate). I miss that life.
*I wouldn't mind being single if it weren't for the lack of sex involved in said single-life. I'm not one for just picking up random guys and bringing 'em home for one-nighters, especially when I know I'm probably not going to get mine anyways.
*I want a dog, a big one, like I had as a child once I am living by myself.
*As much as I like my job that I'm currently doing, I'd leave it tomorrow if something better came up. Probably because in the big scheme of things, it is really nothing close to what I really want to do in my future.
*it is possible though, that I'm embarking on a bit of a quarter-life crisis. not full-fledged, but after talking to a friend the other day who is now in her 30's the panic and anxiety I experience every now and then isn't unheard of.
*I own about two bags of make-up and day to day I wear nothing but chap stick with the occasional mascara. I always think that some day I'll be motivated to start wearing it, but the motivation never comes.
*I love those days when the sky is gray and overcast and the clouds look like they could burst at any minute, but don't.
*Where I used to strike up a conversation with anyone if they were standing near me, I have now stopped engaging in small talk with strangers, because I find it annoying and frustrating.
*I love the new Nivea Smooth Sensations commercial
*I could sleep for hours on end. Last night I got 13 hours of sleep.
*I'm currently reading Nausea by Sartre, and am quite consumed by it.
*I hate fantasy and science fiction and while I've tried to "acquire a taste" for it on several occasions, I can't.
*I don't get the thrill of theme parks and never will.
*I love cheese.
*I can talk to you like you are the lowest piece of shit and you'll never realize it. (only two people in my entire life realize when I'm doing so and it's never since it's never directed at them, they find it entertaining.
*I have a guilty pleasure for Sex and the City reruns. I watch them over and over.
*I'm quite sensitive although there are times when I put up quite a front.
that was actually quite difficult. I was tired of writing after 18.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
orange juice, honey, and Clark Gable
"I want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real. And I want life in every word, to the extent that it’s absurd."- The Postal Service, Clark Gable
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
grace '09
grace in the small things:
*getting up before everyone else and having my two cups of coffee while blog reading
*early sunshine breaking through the blinds to leave slants on the wooden floor
*customers who ask me how I'm doing before I ask them
*being able to laugh at myself
*spending an extra five minutes under my amazing comforter before starting the day
*getting up before everyone else and having my two cups of coffee while blog reading
*early sunshine breaking through the blinds to leave slants on the wooden floor
*customers who ask me how I'm doing before I ask them
*being able to laugh at myself
*spending an extra five minutes under my amazing comforter before starting the day
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Bertand Russell
"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts."
un-inspired for "little audrey"
while there are quite a few things I find inspiring they are also quite a few things I find equally uninspiring.
this works better if put in list form because otherwise this post will never end.
*"yea-but" people as a friend of mine puts it. those people who have an excuse and blame others/situations for everything and why they're life isn't going the way they want it to; when actually the only thing holding them back is themselves.*
*ignorance and bigotry in all its forms.
*people who cherry-pick religious texts and condone certain behaviours.
*women who wear shirts with cartoon/looneytoon/Disney characters on them.
*some of the things i'm forced to pay taxes for year after year
*people who beg
*all the stupid-ass tv shows (reality, crime, drama) that are allowed air time.
*gas prices constantly see-sawing at the authority of a few higher-ups rather than anything really having to do with oil itself.
*people who neglect their animals (owning an animal is a privilege you stupid piece of low-life shit)
*teenage girls dressing like they are in they're late 20's yet not taking responsibility for the results of such actions.
*parents who fail to instill values/morals/self-respect in said teenagers, and are surprised when they act like they do
ok there are so many un-inspirational things that I encounter in my day-to-day life so I'm going to stop here.
this works better if put in list form because otherwise this post will never end.
*"yea-but" people as a friend of mine puts it. those people who have an excuse and blame others/situations for everything and why they're life isn't going the way they want it to; when actually the only thing holding them back is themselves.*
*ignorance and bigotry in all its forms.
*people who cherry-pick religious texts and condone certain behaviours.
*women who wear shirts with cartoon/looneytoon/Disney characters on them.
*some of the things i'm forced to pay taxes for year after year
*people who beg
*all the stupid-ass tv shows (reality, crime, drama) that are allowed air time.
*gas prices constantly see-sawing at the authority of a few higher-ups rather than anything really having to do with oil itself.
*people who neglect their animals (owning an animal is a privilege you stupid piece of low-life shit)
*teenage girls dressing like they are in they're late 20's yet not taking responsibility for the results of such actions.
*parents who fail to instill values/morals/self-respect in said teenagers, and are surprised when they act like they do
ok there are so many un-inspirational things that I encounter in my day-to-day life so I'm going to stop here.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
i shouldn't tease but...
about five minutes ago I did something that will either have really awesome results, or results that won't affect me any more than they are right now without them. for now this "something" i did is a secret. I should find out in the next month and will thus write about it. for now keep your fingers crossed for me.
ink
so for some time now I've been wanting more ink (since 2006 when I got my last one). getting "inked" or "drilled" or whatever you may call it, is quite addictive. it's one of those feel-good pains (except for a few spots I imagine must be excruciating). however, I prefer to put a decent amount of thought into my tattoos rather than a random "I want that one" after only being in the tattoo parlor for five minutes. anyways I also have a thing for other cultures and languages and have found Sanskrit to be quiet beautiful as well as appealing in its antiquity.
so with that said, three years, a little more of that life wisdom from experiences, and some extra cash from working over time last week I went to the tattoo parlor today. The meaning of my tattoo comes from a song called "Cherish the Day" by Sade which some of you may or may not be familiar with. A song that is deeply personal. It looks like this:
"cherish the day" in Sanskrit
so with that said, three years, a little more of that life wisdom from experiences, and some extra cash from working over time last week I went to the tattoo parlor today. The meaning of my tattoo comes from a song called "Cherish the Day" by Sade which some of you may or may not be familiar with. A song that is deeply personal. It looks like this:
"cherish the day" in Sanskrit**pardon the blurriness
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