…the almost right word

…and hijinks ensued tagged me with a meme. As you’ve probably already realized, I’m not a big fan of the whole meme-movement, but I’ll play every now and then…I guess.

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A river of tangled string
you are unraveling
and no one else seems to mind.
You keep it to yourself, stay numb and act fine.
You wear the truth under your sole, like a pebble
it makes you limp and sway
but it will out someday.

– deb talan

(because i’m too busy with my thought-filled mind to actually write, and, this is all i can listen to)

because i’m still too out of it to write something worthwhile.

due to the worst sore throat i have ever had in my life (which i am hoping is not strep for the ninety-thousandth time), there will be a brief pause in my posts.

stay tuned….

for now, i entice you: if you’re on facebook, then you should seriously consider becoming a fan of the a.r.w. on its very own facebook page!

so, a short while back i prompted a quick discussion on the dreaded topic of nalgene bottles and their hazardous material.

well, worry no more! not only is nalgene producing bpa-free bottles (available online, though i’m sure they’re also available in stores in real cities), but other companies are also producing similar bottles. i happened to acquire a fancy camelbak bottle, which, i have to say, is my new favorite. it seems to fit in my small hand much easier than those large nalgenes.

you can officially call me a fan of camelbak bottles. and now i can go about my business, promoting them, cancer-free.

this could be me:

have you seen this? it’ll make you laugh for hours.
(warning: ignore typical rules for grammar, spelling, and punctuation)

it’s been two days since i last posted and already i feel a guilt seeping into my blood stream. i despise bloggers who do not post regularly (no offense to any readers of this blog). yet here i am, avoiding.

a quote from a friend:
your absence is a gaping, gangrenous wound. it oozes with the puss of longing.

get to therapy without a speeding ticket.

if you’ve met me in person, outside of the interwebs, then you probably know that i will not leave the house without a few things. one of these is my nalgene water bottle. i recently acquired a nalgene cozy, which is just the coolest thing ever. these ‘artist series water bottles’ are probably the second coolest.

and, whether you’ve met me in person or among the interwebs, you have learned that i get a little carried away with my tequila from time to time. therefore, these shot glasses would be rather appropriate, don’t you think? of course, i’d have to be aware of myself enough to figure out which glass would suit me — but that’s another issue.

50+ woman: you don’t want to stay for another glass of wine?
2nd 50+ woman: no, i have to get home to watch grey’s anatomy…

overheard in ruth chris’ steakhouse, king of prussia, pa

do i blog? or do i jump right into the latest episode that’s available for free, for free!!, online?

by the way, i forgot to add one thing to the list of reasons that waiting tables sucks: having to stand around for the first TWO HOURS until the customers actually show up. that’s just plain torture. oh and then there are the ten percent tips! clearly, i could continue. clearly, last night was, ahem, frustrating.

i know, let’s do it again tonight!!!! ::sarcasm::

in all honesty, if it weren’t for the money and the fact that i love socializing with people in these environments, i’d never walk into a restaurant job again. sometimes i feel i should never say never, but in this instance, i think it’s okay.

and thank you to all my readers who are leaving comments….i heart you.

i want one of these. don’t you!?

“the cork screw bottle-biner — a real multi-tasker, this steel carabiner includes a spring-loaded corkscrew and a bottle opener - reach new heights of refreshment!” $6.99 + shipping and handling.
courtesy of urbanoutfitters.com

overheard at downtown subscription after a wonderful bike ride on sunday:

guy: i’ve been meaning to ask you about your water heater.
girl: i don’t have a water heater.

simple, yet endlessly entertaining. don’t we all have water heaters?

i make spaghetti for the fourth day in a row — dear reader, please call guinness and let them know that we may approach a new world record here.

speaking of new world records, snow in april!? didn’t we already get to spring??

is it possible to get blisters on the bottoms of your feet?

so i’ve made the decision to go more “public” with this thing — i put the link on my facebook page (!!gasp!!). i mean, if i’m going to do this, i might as well do it.

maybe we spend our whole lives, understanding who we are. suddenly, i realize (even though i’ve realized it before) that my parents are still learning to understand themselves. that’s exactly what they’re doing, each day. over and over and over again. maybe i have a head start. maybe, by the time i’m their age, i will understand. maybe, with all the money that has been spent on therapy and medication, i will figure it out. i’ll grow and move beyond before they were even able to inch forward. it’s not about “beating” them.

i listen to the same song on repeat.
i sip my tequila, and type on my, now sticky from tequila, keyboard.
i hope to process these thoughts, and convey them…digest them. let them simmer and soak. braise them like duck. red wine, shallots, salt, pepper, garlic. they become soft, chewy. i can digest them. they enter my stomach warm and comforting. they sit there, occasionally sending their warmth through my entire being.

it’s either that or the tequila.