hola!

today is my first day off in over a week--i slept in till ten but i still feel so fucking wasted. i'm planning on taking an afternoon nap with my sweetheart kitten babies. in fact, it's 1pm but i crawled back into bed with them to write this.

i actually made a new profile photo!! hopefully it gets accepted...i don't have many photos of myself these days so it was slim pickin's.



i don't know how often the staff robots change photos these days, but my fingers are crossed.

what else have i been up to? hmm, this week i made my roommate/#1 wife jessica a giant supper for her birthday. she asked for souvlaki, so i made it with greek salad, tzitziki and pita, with strawberry cheesecake for dessert. i had made none of that stuff before, except pita, so it was definitely a learning experience but i think it came out really well. the cheesecake had to set overnight so we had it for breakfast on wednesday morning, which was indulgent and delightful, but so rich the tiny piece i tried made me feel slightly ill. cheesecake is too heavy for me at the best of times so i was kind of insane to eat first thing in the morning but fuck it, i am 26 and i can get away with that shit.

omg, dudes, today i made the most gourmet grilled cheese sandwich of my life. it was on sourdough bread, with some herbed chevre, thinly sliced cheddar, a few sundried tomatoes and avocado slices. it was the sexiest grilled cheese i've ever eaten.

on the bad habits list (besides eating fucking cheesecake for breakfast) i've started smoking cloves again! i blame work and wifey. we don't really get breaks at work unless they're smoke breaks, and i loooove the act of smoking, and jess is always smoking at home...grr!! i only have 1-2 cloves a day, and i think this temporary bad habit is offset by my extremely healthy vegetarian diet and almost daily yoga practice. why does it feel so sexy to hold a cigarette, draw the smoke in, move your mouth around it and exhale? i don't think it's just hollywood sexifying it...there's something innately delightful about it.

and friends, don't bother lecturing me about it (like my coworker yesterday!! i totally wanted to punch her in the face) because it's a very occasional habit of mine. usually when i buy a pack, i can't even finish them before they get all stale. the only reason my last pack got finished was because wife jessica smoked half of it.

oh, and shit!! i almost forgot. here's what's been crawling up my ears lately: the new girl talk album. when i heard 'ice cream paint job' in the first track i was bowled over. i have such a musicboner for girl talk. i saw him twice this year (one show was tragically cut short however!! oh the sadness) and he's one of the best live shows i've ever seen. he lets the crowd pile on stage with him and so as he spins, there's a giant dance party going on beside & around him. very cool considering most musicians maintain a very firm distance from their crowd.

check this shit out. girl talk is the best because of his extremely diverse sampling and his proclivity to layer dirty ass rap on top of sappy synth. seriously. just listen. maybe have a dance party. this shit is irresistible.

in other news, i need a haircut so fn bad. it's so shaggy in the back i can almost fit it into a ponytail. i feel like a nerd when my cool haircut grows out into shagtown. ok, breathe, i can make it through to a stylist without hacking the shit out of my hair...i hope!

and now, my question to you guys: if you were cooking to impress someone, what would you make?