there's a beast and a burden kicking, spitting on yr bathroom floor [04 Jul 2008|01:19am] stopmybreath [ mood | tired ] [ music | said the spider to the fly ] so I had this talk last night and I've always thought it wasn't me [or of course it was me but not influential] and yeah that probably was the case then but now I think I have turned the tables and it's kind of made me feel like shit. is the downfall all really because of me? wow how narcissistic. not that it could all be me [oh god could it] no of course not. but really. I'm typed this entry out so many times and I still can't make it sound the way it does in my head. am I that confusing? but I mean if my influence wasn't there would everything be different. I am such a bad influence I suppose. I don't know. I don't want to talk about it. [but yet I am ljing still] I can't even accept my own morality. well more shit on the shit pile I looked up the jail I was in for 4 or 5 months whatever and my bff from jail is back in there and there were so many names I recognized too. my friend had some theft by check and hot checks and paraphenelia and having her 3 year old in the car not in a car seat or seatbelt so obviously she is back on dope. and it just made me think that the probability of people who have been to jail that go back is so high apparently. and why is it that hard to stay out of trouble. I really don't do drugs much anymore at all but of course I drink a lot and is that going to get me in trouble again. of course I don't want to go back to jail but ya know who does. but it happens. all the time. and oh good I'm going to type this out also while it is dark outside and I am alone so great I'm gonna get freaked out because I am a pussy who is afraid of the dark. but oh well. the other night of course we were drinking and there is this supposed haunted house, all of the windows are broken and everything's overgrown and it's pretty old and it definitely looks like something that could be from a movie. but it's actually a cool looking house but anyway of course we were drunk and I guess I wanted to go there I don't really remember. actually I don't really remember any of this, I'm jus tsaying what was told to me. but we go there and pull around back and I think I stayed in the car but he got out and he was looking around and said he heard something I don't know and then he said that I started freaking out and yelling for him to get back in the car and we have to leave right now immediately and that I was visibly shaken and he had to calm me down after we left and telling me ghosts can't hurt you you'll be alright blah blah blah and after he told me this the next day [I had no recollection] I very vaguely remembered him getting out of the car and hearing something but that's where my memory stops. it's so weird. and fucking creepy, and I really don't like the feeling. of course I was drunk so you never know but it wouldn't be the first time I've seen things before and I can't just write it off so easily. so now I'm gonna go overdose on benadryl since of course I couldn't sleep again last night because I kept having horrible dreams. when are they going to go away? why is this happening? atleast there's fight night saturday. and the kittens are kind of walking [okay stumbling] it's cute. commentary

Some Food [03 Jul 2008|10:58pm] food_porn [markrox45] Nutella & Banana Panino Sandwich Bacon, Egg & Cheese Bagel Sandwich More of everything @ LeahAndMark.com 5 | commentary

Homemade Flake Brownie Pie [03 Jul 2008|09:01pm] food_porn [leavesoflorien] Flake Brownie Pie! ( Homemade with all the goodness of Cadbury Flake ) 4 | commentary

Baked macaroni & cheese [03 Jul 2008|07:45pm] food_porn [kitchenbeard] ( Read more... ) 5 | commentary

40 Clove Garlic Chicken with Pasta Carbonara [03 Jul 2008|10:49pm] food_porn [fotojournalist] *I* cooked this evening (and I DON'T cook) and *He* shot the pictures! A response to the 1st Thursday night Smackdown challenge, with a role-reversal for spice. 40 cloves of garlic, and the essence of Italian-Sicilian-American carbonara... cream, egg, and plenty of bacon. see more pics and recipe at Fotocuisine.com 2 | commentary

[03 Jul 2008|12:37pm] voysu [ music | iron & wine : the trapeze swinger ] we now have wireless internet at the coffee shop!! suddenly spending 12 hours here doesn't seem so painful. 2 | commentary

Restaurant pr0m [03 Jul 2008|09:25am] food_porn [setauuta] Attempted repost to get rid of the tag annnoyance So, Monday my darling husband Eric asked me if I felt up for an "adventure." Now, in Eric-speak, an "adventure" means "I want to take you someplace, but I'm not entirely sure where it is, so we'll probably get lost on the way, but don't worry, I've always managed to get us home! :)", but it is a great way of finding places we wouldn't have found otherwise. So I said sure. Twentry minutes later, we came upon a little Italian place that looked intriguing, so we decided to stop. Whether or not this was the place he meant to take me has yet to be determined. On the menu, we saw something...interesting. I was still feeling adventurous, so I figured, why not? ( More pictures here ) For those in the Seattle-ish area, the restaurant was Galliano's Cucina, with two locations - Tukwila and SeaTac. Completely worth getting lost. :) Also, the leftovers reheated very nicely. 15 | commentary

[03 Jul 2008|10:52am] food_porn [glassmouse13] Miss Charley’s Parmesan and Herb Crusted Tilapia   ( Read more... ) 2 | commentary

Steak Stir Fry a la J. [02 Jul 2008|11:05pm] food_porn [say___yes] The first time I ever had this stir fry was when my sweet pea made it for me. I know it sounds simple, easy, lame, etc, but I love it. However, I must admit that I can never get it to taste as good as his did that very first time. [And neither can he, so ha!] ( Photos & recipe ) 7 | commentary

a farewell to arms and legs and heads and heart [02 Jul 2008|08:41pm] stopmybreath [ mood | lazy ] [ music | alkaline trio - help me ] I have this long list of things I really need to do like wash dishes and clean the kitchen and feed my sister's goats and finish cleaning up dried vomit and vacuum and take a bath and wash towels well wash towels before I take a bath and pick up all my clothes that I've thrown everywhere and the only thing I've done is clean out the litterbox because I couldn't take the smell anymore. if I had some air freshener I probably wouldn't have though. 2 | commentary

cousin's daughters [02 Jul 2008|06:12pm] voysu 7 | commentary

Artopolis Bakery [02 Jul 2008|10:30am] food_porn [nafrate] ( Chocolate Profiterole ) 14 | commentary

Baby Beets With Balsamic Honey Glaze and Garam Masala [02 Jul 2008|01:56pm] food_porn [helgarde] I used to loathe and despise beets. But, when I was pregnant with my first daughter, who is now 18 years old, I craved them because of an iron deficiency, and went mad for them--the earthy taste that I had once curled my lip in disdain now attracted me. And the liking for them stayed long after Morganna was born, to the point that I now love the rubine beauties. Here is the way I made some baby beets last night--simply simmered in water, honey, balsamic vinegar, a pinch of salt and garam masala--an Indian spice mixture that you can make yourself with my recipe--included in the post--or you can make your own or buy it from a store. Garnished with lacy cilantro leaves, these beets were like jewels on a plate and tasted better than I had imagined they would, especially since they are a citified and Indianized version of the sweet and sour beets of my Appalachian farm childhood. Recipe and a very, very pretty picture here. (Cilantro and glazed beets are just quite beautiful together.) 3 | commentary

Sweet Chili Explosion [02 Jul 2008|01:59pm] food_porn [chroias] [ mood | hungry ] You know it occurred to me the other day that though I’ve been a member of food porn for a bit now, I’ve talked a big game (and frankly insulted everyone north of the panhandle with my assessment of Ohio food) but barely showed any of my own skills and take on food.   That’s a little arrogant of me isn’t it?   So I decided to give my own chili recipe. Based off my grandmothers, I’ve added and subtracted and screwed around with it till I feel confident that my chili is comparable to a fan-fucking-tastic dish. I hope ya’ll enjoy. Feel free to try on your own and please write back with pros, cons, personal tastes, and any other helpful commentary you might wish to add.  ( Pictures and Recipe ) 21 | commentary

464: The First Review is... Hors de Prix (Priceless)! [02 Jul 2008|08:11am] andyleggett So, first, I wanted to thank y'all for your kind and helpful comments on last post--not that it's a problem right now to my mind, I've just been feeling a bit manic about it lately, what with all the evil glee...*cackle* Anywho, I'm thinking about how I will organize everything now that I want to review everything under the sun--Holy Mother, the world is my oyster!! Muhahahahaha!!!!! Okay, not really; but there IS a lot of ground to cover, but I think the best way to start is with the French films, and whilst I am doing films, I might as well throw in appraisal of venue in there, while I'm at it. So first: "Hors de Prix (Priceless)" -- at the Crest ( First attempt at a review is... alright...:-/ ) commentary

the kaleorito [02 Jul 2008|08:53am] food_porn [kylecassidy] [ mood | accomplished ] [ music | bishop allen: the monitor ] In the further experiments in the land of the zero calorie meal Roswell helps me try and find a low calorie alternative to the tasty tortilla. I've long ago realized that I like to eat -- a lot. Volume matters and I look at a tortilla as three whole heads of cauliflower or three quarters of a can of black beans. So getting rid of the tortilla would mean that I could greatly increase the volume of other food and still remain within my calorie goal (which is 500 a meal) Today we experimented with kale, which I'd never tried before. Kale has a strong and slightly sharp taste, it's not innocuous like lettuce. It also has a strong texture. Ultimately it was a little too bitter for me but it held together as a wrapper extraordinarily well. The vegetables are all steamed. Roswell eventually ran off with a piece of broccoli further reducing its caloric content. We're getting there. This is lit with a medium sized umbrella and an sb800 flash (though you could have used anything) the lens is an 85 1.8 probably around f 4. One more photo of the final product ( behind the cut ) 28 | commentary

463: What Happened... [02 Jul 2008|05:22am] andyleggett [ mood | fed-up ] I would love nothing more than start writing the reviews that are running around my head, but I need to get something out first, cleanse it out of my thoughts, so to speak... But first, a summary: So, Mike has been out of town last week for a conference for work (which reminds me, I need to call him...) and thus, I had no one to drag out to whatever local band or indie film was playing... So, I decided I needed some way to amuse myself, and me and this Josiah guy had been trying several times (unsuccessfully) to meet up and, I dunno. No luck for him coming to me (he seemed a bit flaky), so I high-tailed it out to Rancho, where he apparently lives not five minutes from my old neighborhood in Rosemont (which I pretty much live down the street from--which makes for a strange revelation; that is, that I always lived not so far from Sac State...). See, this is getting rambly already... It's been too long, so my sentence structure is shot. Now. For some periods. This is actually a hilarious story, involving a chain-smoking Bulgarian and how I may or may not have pimped out my sisters. Unfortunately or not, it also involves crystal (and not my sister Crystal, but a glass pipe possibly full of crystal meth...). Luckily, it was not I, but this Josiah fellow who was smoking it. I refused it as politely but adamantly as I could, along with the bottle of 151 his Bulgarian friend got him. He drank the whole bottle and, as one might rightly assume, things started going downhill... Again, as a summarizer, I suck. Basically, whenever his Bulgarian friend stepped out, we proceded for somewhat awkward make-outs. I've never really done this, and I guess it showed. But in my defense, he was trying to eat my face out, and it freaked me out. Maybe I was a bit too aware of his saliva and not wanting to swap it. Or maybe his droopy pothead eyes freaked me out. Or the thought, my God's sake, I came out all the way to Rancho to do what with this guy...? Let's not even get into the Juggalo aspect or the other gang-related stories he likes to tell (yes, kitashla, you were so right it was sad...). He was sweet and all, but his passionate talk of how amazing I was began to wear thin after the 30th or 70th repetition (no, I'm not exaggerating). So, I broke the fact that I wasn't that attracted to him as gently as I could in his backyard among all his mother's excess tile, but again, maybe it was the crystal or the 151, but somewhere between him getting on one knee and him begging me to go out on a real date with him whilst seeing me off at his side-gate, I realized exactly why his Bulgarian friend was infinitely more attractive to me: he was fun. I've certainly felt like one cold-hearted bitch the last almost-a-week about it, but the fact is, being sweet is one thing; lacking a sense of humor is another. Or not getting mine. Or the fact that he wouldn't stop going on how he didn't want to be alone and needed someone to love in order to be happy. Um, pardon me if I don't want to be the object of your obssession, or if your nipples freak me out. Or that kissing you doesn't feel right to me. Or that looking at your penis, I have not the least desire to touch it. (Not that it isn't nice and all, it just didn't particularly inspire any desire in me.) Well, lesson learned. This is the second time I've made this mistake, and this time it was more crashy-burny--in some ways, at least. At least Brian was fun and I could get along with him and we had intresting conversations... Talking to this guy was too much work, 'cause he just didn't have a clue. About anything. Too numbed to his miserable life, I think. Mind-altering substances are fine and all, but if they make you more boring, I think you need a different drug. Or maybe I'm just incredibly shallow. Yes, that is exactly the problem here. I want to forget someone who doesn't want me and find some kind of solace in the arms of the first person who expresses attraction to me. The problem is, I"m not attracted to them. It was kinda fun to really break someone's heart, though. Just wish he'd stop calling... But no regret. I found out somethign important, and now the idea of being alone actually excites me... I'm not sure I'm qutie coherent enough to pontificate on that right now. Maybe in another week... *** Meanwhile, I have those reviews to write! Don't worry, next post we'll be starting up with (at least), "Hors de Prix (Priceless)" starring Audrey Tautou! ^_^   18 | commentary

[01 Jul 2008|11:42pm] bitter_bluebird Things are going to happen quickly. The immediate course of my life was very recently altered by a text message. I wonder if the inventor of the text message ever envisioned this. Loved ones nonchalantly dropping major news through a cell phone screen. "Oh by the way we're going to Hawaii." He told me. It got some little cogs turning. I don't want him that far away from me for a year. I went seven months without seeing him and it tore at me every day. I don't need a big party with a dress and a cake. The only thing I want is to be his wife, and no one is stopping that from happening but me. I don't want him to leave the continental united states without me. One mile is too much space. I can't bear to think about the great churning mass of Pacific ocean blocking my fingertips from his collar bones. Farms and mountains and time zones and dolphins between us would not be impossible. It would just be less fun. I examine my face in the mirror trying to determine whether or not I look like a married woman. Whether the lines and curves still reflect the face of a child. I'm the same age my mother was when she got married. That was twenty one years and four children ago, and it's held together rather spectacularly. People say we're very young as if they think they can say it without sounding rude and meddlesome. As if the two of us are unaware of our ages. I honestly can't understand what a few more years would do to help anything. I've known him almost five years. If you can't make a solid judgment about someone who talked you from sobbing at the bottom of a coat closet to laughing hysterically, then no one has any business being married at all. That should probably be the standard for all marriages, because we've got what everyone else is trying to find. There will most likely be an elopement in my future. Everything is up in the air. Plans are strung all around the country. Some relatives don't even know. A few months from now, you'll be reading the insane ramblings of a married woman who happens to also be a silly little girl. commentary

I'm not an Arquillian [02 Jul 2008|01:17am] stopmybreath [ music | alk3 ] so I woke up today to an email from my exbf chris and he said all this bullshit about he misses me blah blah and he gave me his number. I've already told him this months ago when he did this before that I can't stand him but apparently he didn't get the point. so I got a little drunk and decided to call him and I proceeded to tell him how absolutely disgusted I get when I think about him and the feeling in my stomach and something about I can taste the vomit in the back of my throat when I think of you I don't know why you still care blah blah and it felt so fucking awesome. fuck him and fuck it I don't care. I don't get why he still wants to "be my friend" apparently. sorry that just doesn't work for me. also I cuss too much. 5 | commentary

Chicken Ceasar Salad Wrap [01 Jul 2008|09:21pm] food_porn [kitchenbeard] Tired so didn't feel like making too much effort in the kitchen but also trying to live up to my promise to myself to eat better than I have been. Stopped by the organic grocery and walked out with the makings of a simple dinner. ( Read more... ) 3 | commentary

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