ROBIEWANKENOBIE

misc.

i am at a local coffee joint getting my internets fix. i love love love the atmosphere. they have exposed brick. the door from its former life as a bank vault is still there. the baristas are funky, the stuff eclectic...they buy local...they recycle...they host tons of local activist stuff... how.ev.er. their coffee sucks in a big bad way. *sigh*

i think it might be time to take a defensive driving course. these assholes? can't drive for shit. and, until i get a forcefield, i'm going to have to defend myself. and the ship. and the precious cargo.

i just saw a new pair of shoes that is calling me. also? i need to find shoes that will match the socks that i'm knitting. one pair per month. for shizzle.

sewing patterns. i need sewing patterns for the great big wardrobe project. i might peruse them at the local jfabrics before i return home to watch trash teevee. i saw a fantastic girl in a swingy jacket, skirt, and funky glasses. she is my new muse. i wish i had a camera with me.

the new dye job is fabulous. i love it. my eyes look purty, i broke down and bought makeup for a recent wedding, and have felt compelled to wear it because my eyes be so purty. this is weird because a) i don't want my boys to think that women should have to alter their appearance to be beautiful, and b) i'm usually too lazy to bother. maybe i've got the mad cow.

which leads me to thai food! i'm leaving the poor exploding chilluns at home with their daddy so that i can kick around town and eat thai food. they are sweet sweet peas today...i think it will be a lovely evening for them.

speaking of the thai food...the leon knows the owner from his days as a rent-a-cop at the local mall. one of his first security calls was to the food court where a chef was chasing a complaining customer with a knife. the chef now owns his own restaurant. thank goodness the food is good...'cause if you were to complain?...