oh me oh my.

So most people know I am not the most graceful, street-smart person they've ever met. If you didn't know that, I'm sure that comes as a big surprise. I'm not afraid to come out of the closet. I HAVE CLUMSY TENDENCIES. There, I said it. Yesterday was a perfect example.

I was leaving my apartment yesterday evening. I live on the 2nd floor, and there is a railing that goes all the way around. Well, I was walking out of my apartment, pretty close to the railing. I was pulling my keys out of my purse and I don't even know how it happened but somehow my hand hit the railing and my keys fell out of my hand and over the railing. Into this bush:

I turned toward the bush, very slowly, and looked down into the leafy abyss. I had no idea where I dropped them, because I walked a few steps after I dropped them, and I just couldn't remember anyway. Someone please tell me how I'm supposed to find anything in THAT ^^ dumb thing. Yeah, I don't know either. Let me tell you, this was the most frustrating 25 minutes of my life. I walked up to the 2nd floor about 4 or 5 times and tried to see if I could see them from the top. Couldn't. I sat on the ground and shoved my head in the bush to see if I could see them. Couldn't. I did that in multiple spots. That's is a long-A bush! Eventually, after yes, 25 minutes, I started shaking the dumb bush with every ounce of energy I had and I FINALLY heard a little jingle. And I saw my red carabiner. It was heaven to my eyes. Imagine what I looked like to passersby. An idiot, of course. What's new.

chicken dontcha want some

OKAY so. I have this love/hate thing with cooking. I like doing it, I think it is fun. But I hate it for a couple reasons. First, sometimes I just want to eat when I am hungry, I don't want to be hungry and decide what to make and then have to wait an hour while it cooks and whatnot. That's lame. I also hate cooking at my apartment. I'm being selfish, but I don't like sharing a fridge with 3 other girls, I don't like sharing kitchen utensils/cookware, and I hate not having things to cook, already on-hand. There are some things you realize you take for granted while living at your parents' house. Having full cupboards and a full pantry is one of them. So, needless to say, I don't cook much anymore. So when I do it is a rare occasion ladies and gentlemen. Tonight was one of those occasions.

I'm a big fan of chicken; in fact it's really the only meat I eat. I eat a hamburger here and there, but chicken is where it's at for me. I don't eat any kind of fried chicken either, so I stick to grilled/baked/roasted. And tonight I found my new favorite chicken recipe. It's a garlic-Parmesan baked chicken. I found it online, went and got the stuff, made it, and just got done eating it. It's so good and it's so simple. I love garlic, and I love Parmesan. This is perfect. If you want the recipe here it is:

1/4 c. olive oil
2 tsp. crushed garlic
1/4 c. bread crumbs
1/4 c. grated Parmesan cheese
2 boneless skinless chicken breasts

Preheat the oven to 425. Heat the olive oil and garlic to blend the flavors. In a separate dish, combine the bread crumbs and Parmesan. Dip the chicken breasts in the olive oil, then dip them in the bread crumb mixture. Place them in a shallow baking pan and bake for 30-35 minutes.

After I put the chicken in the pan I dumped the extra bread crumbs and olive oil on top. And baked Parmesan is one of my most favorite things ever, especially burnt Parmesan, so I sprinkled extra around the pan so I could just eat it. YUM. Here's a picture:



For real, if you like chicken, TRY THIS. It's so TASTY.

angry dinosaur.

I'm sweating. In my own, homely apartment. At 7:03 PM in April. The dad-gum sun is not even up still and it's still hot as Satan's home. My apartment people suck. They turned off the heat a couple weeks ago, but it will still be a couple weeks before they turn the AC on. They did this last year! The last couple weeks I've been sleeping in my underwear and nothing else. Last night I even slept topless HAHA. Hopefully Sarah didn't sneak a peek. Whoops. That's how hot it is. Currently I'm in a tank top and thin shorts and I'm STILL sweating. It's disGUSting. It's just not right. Right now I'm listening to "Sweat" by Snoop Dogg. I thought it was appropriate... That's my rant for the day.






but nothing else.

It´s one of those days.

Here is what I ate for lunch today:


Do I care that I gained a 13 pound food baby by eating this? I sure don't. Will I be eating anything tomorrow? I sure will not be. I think the Hungry Howie's guy even hooked me up. I got this pizza and bread for $7.63! How can you even beat that? You can't, really. And I think the dude spilled the butter all over my breadsticks, because literally there was butter seeping through the bread. I probably should've had a heart attack by now. Eff it was good.

Funny story about Hungry Howie's. I was an employee there for 3 1/2 hours once. It was a little over a year ago. I was looking for a second job, just something part time. I walked into Hungry Howie's one day to pick up a pizza, and I asked the girl if they were hiring. I told her I worked at Papa John's for over a year and whatnot. She said they weren't hiring, but wrote down my name and phone number on a napkin and said she'd give me a call if they ever were hiring. I was like yeah ok, don't lose that napkin sweetheart (a napkin?!). Anyway, I obviously wasn't expecting a call back. Well, a couple weeks later I get a phone call from the manager asking if I could start the next day. I told him I never even filled out an application or anything, and he said, "Oh, you didn't? Well maybe we should have you do that first." So I went in and filled one out. Let's just say, the whole situation was a bit sketchy. My first (and only) shift, I was given all the manager's authorities on the computer, more than the girl who had worked there for a couple years. I think all of the employees were stoners or alcoholics. The whole thing was just sheisty. Well, 3 1/2 hours later I went home. And didn't show up ever again. The end.

happy dinosaurs.

So today on my way to class I saw THIS COOL CAR:



You probably can't see it very well, and I can't either in the pic, but my phone doesn't have a zoom sorry. But it was the coolest little car ever! It looked like a mini cooper from the 60's! I'm pretty sure every tire on it was a donut, it was a little rusty, but it was purple! I just pictured the tan old man inside strapping a surfboard to the top and rollin to the beach. But he was in Tucson. With no surfboard. So he was obviously not going to the beach. But it was the cutest car. I had to take a picture. It was just happy. Hooray.

...and today was a day just like any other.

^that's a song. by Jack's Mannequin. Yeah.

Here are some things I liked about today:

-my classes went by fast. In my first class I took 2 tests then left, having only been in class for 40 minutes. It's a 2 hour and 40 minute class. Beautiful. Then in my other 2 hour and 40 minute class, I got out 40 minutes early. Shawang.
-I got ALL 22 of my online spanish assignments done. Half of them I did during my boring astrology class, and the other half I did when I got home from school. And they're not even due til Friday! This is a first for me. I like it.
-my nails are finally growing consistently! This isn't just today, this has been going on for at least a month now. If any of you know me, you know that I am a nail-biter. I have nubs that never ever grow. UNTIL NOW. I have been so good about not biting my nails. And it excites me.
-I ate garlic bread. Nuff said.
-I went to the movies with this boy.. Source Code is what we saw. Twas a red tomato.
-I straightened my hair this morning. As opposed to my more popular lazy, throw-it-up-cuz-my-hair-sucks style. And. My bangs are no longer in the awkward length stage. I usually pin them up because they look dumb because I'm growing them out. And I like them now. Hooray.
-I got some Krabby Patties from Walgreens. Those always make me happy. Like a small child.



Things I didn't like about today:

-I forgot to paint my nails, so they look gross right now.
-I spent over 2 cumulative hours of my day doing homework that's not even due for 2 more days.. I could've been doing other less-productive things. Ugh.
-This is the day every couple weeks when I really start hoping Friday comes faster, because Friday=payday. I am usually fine, but the Wednesday before payday is always my freak-out, hope-I-have-enough-money-to-last day.
-I accidentally threw ranch on my car at the movie theater. I know that sounds stupid, and it was stupid, but it really was an accident! I won't go into details.
-I accidentally let Adam's mom's dog pee on a couch :/

That's all I didn't like. I think.

Something happened today, that I didn't like nor dislike, it just happened. I saw a lady and a kid, probably 5 or 6, but who was blind, walking across a crosswalk with his stick near the ASDB. I was stopped at the light while he was crossing, and I just started staring. I wasn't really staring at the kid in like an awkward creepy stare, it was more of a thoughtful stare. I was just thinking, and wondering mostly, what it would be like to not have sight, especially at that young of an age! That poor kid is still developing his tastes for what he likes and doesn't like, and he can't even see them. He can't see colors, lights, textures, anything! It's sad. He was trying to feel the brick wall so he could sit down, and I was just thinking, he doesn't even know what brick looks like. Or sidewalk. Little things. WEIRD. So I guess if there's one more thing I like about today, it's that I realized how grateful I am to be able to see!