Purse indecision

so, i choose to blame mrs spidey for this. i now frequently peruse etsy.com for handcrafted items that are cute, but so don't need. here's the latest dilemma, choosing between these 3 bags:

1) vinyl unicorn messenger -- gives me retro hipster street cred, not to mention satisfying my love of unicorns (remember the ceramic unicorn?)


2) rainbow brite -- my attempt to relive my childhood


3) daisy print - safe, but super cute


so i spent friday asking various friends their opinions. friday afternoon i had this instant message exchange with flippin kidding:

me (2:55 PM) - hey you know that daisy bag
me (2:55 PM) - do you think it looks like a diaper bag?
Flippin kidding (2:55 PM) - no why did you start wearing them
me (2:55 PM) - no
me (2:55 PM) - aundra didnt like that one
me (2:55 PM) - cos it reminded her of a diaper bag
Flippin kidding (2:56 PM) - good thing its not for her
me (2:56 PM) - but seriously
me (2:56 PM) - i dont want to look like i am carrying a diaper bag
me (2:56 PM) - people will think i have illegitimate children
me (2:56 PM) - which may be a reality in the next few years according to amy, but its not now
Flippin kidding (2:58 PM) - well you can just say its diapers for you
me (2:58 PM) - but i dont wear diapers
Flippin kidding (2:58 PM) - well thank God cause you wouldn't want to leave that on someones bathroom sink

something as innocuous as purse selection, and flippin kidding can still turn it around and remind me of an ill-advised chapter of my usually non existent sex life that took place over 3 years ago. thats what friends are for, right? sheesh.

joshua tree withdrawal

this picture says it all. i had such a great time at j-tree this year. i didn't want to leave, ever. i'm so lucky to be able to go and hang out with such a great group of people. i tried to hide in the rocks before cuz and i left, so that i could get left behind and stay there forever! can you imagine leaving such a beautiful place? yeah, i didnt think so.

i'm jealous that B has such a great group of friends from college, with such a long standing tradition. my college girls, we only seem to all be able to get together when someone gets married. we've been lucky the last 4 years to all be able to get together, but there are no weddings planed for 2008. applesauce was the last one. not sure who will be next.

to get over my desert withdrawal, i have been trying to do the fun things that remind me why i love my urban life. B and i had yummy sushi at sushi ko in berkeley yesterday, and cuz and i had the opera last night. its helping. but then every time some one at work asks me how my thanksgiving was, i miss the desert again. boo!

macbeth

cuz and i went to see macbeth, the opera, tonight. it was only so-so. i took a long nap for most of the 2nd half. appomatox was a lot better. everyone raved about macbeth's voice (he was played by thomas hampson). i thought it was ok, but i couldnt get over the fact that he was kinda short. so the whole time (i was awake) i thought macbeth was just acting out his napoleon complex.

and while i adore shakespeare, macbeth is one of the stories i like the least. and the poetry of WS's prose gets lost when you sing it in italian. weird huh? on the bright side, the guy who played malcom, song of the murdered king duncan of scotland, was H-O-T.

in other news, hey you gets the worst day award. but she might deserve it. after her car died on her today, she texted me to let me know (while i was at the opera). i called her when the show was over, in case she needed to vent. (i was trying to be nice!) left a message, saying i was just saying hi and that she was probably already asleep, and that we could chat tomorrow. i get a text back a bit later says "not sleeping, in the shower. i know foreign to you." mean right? especially i since i had showered this afternoon cos i wanted to be presentable for the opera. on the other hand, i was pretty impressed she had managed to spell "foreign" correctly.

cuz and i are back to our workaholic ways. we're both logging on tonight. bleetch.

1st post, ground rules

so this is an experiment. we'll see how it goes. here are the rules i am going to try to adhere to

• names will be changed to protect the not-so-innocent
• stories will be funny
• i will not violate anything told to me in confidence
• only realtively flattering pictures of others will be displayed
• read this blog at your own risk. im not 2-faced, but if you are thin skinned, then you may want to stay away. im going to be honest
• all my baseball facts will be as accurate as possible

i hope this blog will help me stay connected to the friends who don't live in northern california (weird, who wouldn't want to live here?) that i love and miss dearly.