Rants and Raves

Raves:

I love working on crosswords with people. It's constructive and it doesn't involve restaurant gossip and bitching which inevitably makes you feel dirty afterwards (even if you are drawn to it initially, because you like observing drama).

I love familiarity. Old family friends and people like that. People who call your parents by their first names. Those are the kinds of people who don't forget who you are, because they always expect you to pop back into their lives eventually.

I love respecting people enough to actually take it when they tell me things that I am doing wrong and what I should be doing better. Lol, there aren't actually a super lot of people who I would take constructive criticism from without throwing a tantrum in my head...the funny thing is that more than half the people that I would listen to probably don't realize how much influence they have over me.

Canvassers that I can bond with because they magically know a lot about Ed Murray (ugh) and Dave Upthegrove (Yay!).


Feeling not alone. I have always felt carsick after eating apples. I thought I was alone in the world with regard to my apple-induced nausea. Turns out not. According to google, a huge number of people out there have similar apple allergies. I love it.

Buttermilk pancakes. Interesting trick: putting bacon inside your pancakes...no, not like pigs in a blanket...actually cooking the pancake with bacon in the batter. Yum. Almost as good as pancakes with strawberries and chocolate chips. I've been eating pancakes all weekend. Serving brunch makes me crave them, so I nip that craving in the bud by loading up on pancakes before I go to work on weekend mornings.


Rants:

People who are mean and then expect you to continue to be nice to them. Argh. Grow up and learn that karma is a bitch. Stupid bartenders.

Being forgotten. I thought South Africa was lonely at times (Josh, don't freak out, this is not a reflection on you, its a reflection on me being a foreigner there and not knowing anyone except family)...but Baltimore is worse.

Allergies. How can I be allergy free in Seattle and chock full of nature-induced stuffiness and sneezing in Baltimore? The west coast is so clearly superior it just kills me.

Mornings. I don't see anything nice about mornings. Maybe I would appreciate them more if I wasn't so sleepy then. Before noon just sucks overall in my opinion.

Working 11 hours in a row without food. Cereal doesn't count.





"We should all just quit together."
-Paul