So when one is in graduate school as I am (living partially on loans, partially on parents, partially on waitress tips which no longer exist since I am no longer a waitress) one "should" adhere to the basic tenets of frugal living. At least this is what society tells you. Live in a cheap place, eat only boiled rice, only drink well drinks , and most definitely only shop at Old Navy. As I was strolling around the city today on a wonderful date with me unemployed self I went to see the Frida Kahlo exhibit, buy some groceries, and pick up my crazy pills at Walgreens. I accidentally got stuck in an ever so tiny and ever so wonderful vintage boutique and accidentally walked out with a gorgeous pair of Bruno Magli heels.
The moral of the story: Look at money for what it is - paper with some dead presidents on it. Sometimes beauty trumps monetary rationality, so if you don't act like a poor ass grad student you might just end up with a beautiful pair of shoes. Oopsy.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
List of Important Information
#1 I bet you were all wondering how my ass looks these days, so I wanted to report back that it's almost perfect. Steely Dan and Donovan took the backseat last week though, and I have been listening to Roberta Flack and Willie Nelson Christmas songs instead. My faces also changed from coy to to environmentally friendly.
#2 This is my last week as a genius waitress. For those of you who thought I was going to really stick it to the man and relinquish hopes of financial and intellectual advancement, sorry to disappoint. I am going into the incredibly lucrative field of teaching high school. I'm a sellout I know. You get one free shot to call me a conformist.
#3 I started intentionally eating black watermelon seeds at my best friend Mallory's house last night. But more excitingly, I started eating shrimp tails and shrimp skin. Honestly it's the best part of a shrimp. All crunch, no bullshit.
#4 I burned my draft card.
#5 I bought socks with flamingos on them and then flushed them down the toilet.
Sike!
They were socks with giraffes on them.
Sike!
I actually hid them in my roommates bowl of salad and then watched her eat them. But I found out later that she has Pica, so it ended up not being that sneaky of me because she would have eaten socks anyway.
Sike!
I just bought socks with flamingos on them.
#6 Tonight I thought homeland security was wiretapping my phone call because I heard a suspicious clicking sound. So you wanna know what I did...
...to be continued
#2 This is my last week as a genius waitress. For those of you who thought I was going to really stick it to the man and relinquish hopes of financial and intellectual advancement, sorry to disappoint. I am going into the incredibly lucrative field of teaching high school. I'm a sellout I know. You get one free shot to call me a conformist.
#3 I started intentionally eating black watermelon seeds at my best friend Mallory's house last night. But more excitingly, I started eating shrimp tails and shrimp skin. Honestly it's the best part of a shrimp. All crunch, no bullshit.
#4 I burned my draft card.
#5 I bought socks with flamingos on them and then flushed them down the toilet.
Sike!
They were socks with giraffes on them.
Sike!
I actually hid them in my roommates bowl of salad and then watched her eat them. But I found out later that she has Pica, so it ended up not being that sneaky of me because she would have eaten socks anyway.
Sike!
I just bought socks with flamingos on them.
#6 Tonight I thought homeland security was wiretapping my phone call because I heard a suspicious clicking sound. So you wanna know what I did...
...to be continued
Thursday, July 10, 2008
I Licked the Mona Lisa
I licked the Mona Lisa and it felt real good
Those old ass oils and the gilded wood
I like to lick paintings when I’m feeling blue
I know it’s not allowed but I don’t care
I like to get museum guards in a tizzy
I also like fruit drinks that are nice n’ fizzy
The best thing I licked was a Wayne Thiebaud
Gumdrops, cupcakes and even a paved road
When I stand before a painting and there’s no one around
I just put my tongue on it without a sound
Breakdown…
Tell you once, tell you twice, my mutha’s heart is made of ice
Jiggy wiggy twiggy, roshambo, the most expensive art is the best to lick
Those old ass oils and the gilded wood
I like to lick paintings when I’m feeling blue
I know it’s not allowed but I don’t care
I like to get museum guards in a tizzy
I also like fruit drinks that are nice n’ fizzy
The best thing I licked was a Wayne Thiebaud
Gumdrops, cupcakes and even a paved road
When I stand before a painting and there’s no one around
I just put my tongue on it without a sound
Breakdown…
Tell you once, tell you twice, my mutha’s heart is made of ice
Jiggy wiggy twiggy, roshambo, the most expensive art is the best to lick
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