Mission accomplished!
That is, totally drunk! Woot!
So true!
I, for one, think this is a brilliant plan. Brilliant, I say! (with flourish!)
simple as that
- Her: When are you going to stop moving so often?
- Me: When I'm home.
- I love this answer. I may borrow it sometime.
So true!
(Found here!)
Best way to deal with rabid republican relatives? Get shitty ass drunk. Brb.
Hanging with the bad relatives today. So grateful for beer. Cheers!!!
Purple!!!!
Seriously amazing slide show from Serious Eats about how to clean squid. I know, kind of gross. But they save the ink! It’s cool! I swear!
Waste Warriors: Folks Across the Nation Divert Food from Landfills
This is a seriously cool article about folks saving food from landfills and using it for…well, better things.
The restaurant I worked at in Seattle composted all it’s food waste, which I just thought was awesome. I’m rather surprised that I don’t see more composting going on here in Santa Monica - what with all the health food and yoga mats I see walking around. Sigh…
Muthaflippin’ WANT!!!
FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!
Ugh, nice girls finish last too… :(
So they sent (almost) everyone at my office home early today…and I, in a moment of insanity, agreed to stay so that my supervisor and the receptionist could both go home (if I went home early, only one of them could go too. If I stayed, two of them got to leave early. I’m too nice.)
Anyway, totally stuck at work in an empty office with nothing to do. So I’m being a rebel and logging into tumblr for the first time…well, ever. (Normally I surf on my phone.)
Hi! Entertain me please! and question mark?
Rochelle \Urban dictionaryOrigin: French Meaning: little rock- A woman who doesn’t take shit from anyone, even her own parents. She does things her way when she wants where she wants how she wants. A beautiful person inside and out. She is a great listener and tells it like it is. She is lotal and trust worthy. She is exotic and fun to be around.
How awesome would it be to name a little girl Rochelle and call her Rocky?
There is a 15 1/2 inch difference between my waist and my hips.
1. This is why I can’t have a nice, off-the-rack cocktail dress.
2. My ass is huge. HUGE.
and THIS is why I learned how to sew.
