getting old

You know you're getting old when you watch the movie Juno and relate more strongly to Jennifer Garner's character than JUNO herself.

Plus, all you people making babies out there are making me itchy to make my own. Is that weird to admit? Meh, too bad for you, it's all your fault anyway.

As a side note, I'm immediately going to iTunes to buy the Juno soundtrack. It's pretty F-ing awesome.

And then as another sidenote, I think it's interesting that it took me until almost 36 years old to get this biological clock a tickin'.

Plus of that (as Nassim would say), it's raining the first real rain of fall in San Francisco. It's such a relief to me. The sun is beautiful, but it freaks me out after a while. That's what I get for growing up with 4 seasons, i guess.

PS: I don't like Sarah Palin.

Fly London

I found a great line of shoes today. Their tag line is something about universal youth fashion culture. What the hell is that? As far as I can tell, these shoes are for the woman who likes John Fluevog in theory, but just can't get with the drama of it all (particularly of the hourglass heel - eesh).

Fly London's website is irritating design junk (although it clued me in on some wicked bags), so check them out at endless.com

http://www.endless.com/s/ref=topnav_sk__gw/102-9198084-1304905/?type=&showDesigner=&node=242169011&keywords=fly+london

just popped in my head

With a deep pang of discomfort I realized that in my adult world with all the stupid struggling and anxiety and self doubt, the source of my courage to live, to change, to persist is at the center of my "inner child". Where all that fairy princess hope still exists. Doesn't that seem to be a bit of a conflict? Doesn't that mean I should be reconsidering the part of my life considered adult?

Scared Rabbit

I love how I ran into my ex on Friday night, and he ran away so scared. If I had to put his expression into words it would have said this: "I am such a douchebag. She is so hot. And so awesome. I acted generally like a jerk when we were together. Man was I an idiot. I'm now going to run the F away."

Ok, that might be an exaggeration. But he WAS gape mouthed and dopey shocked. And he DID run away.

Thankfully, I had had the presence of mind to wear an awesome outfit that evening.

Overall a satisfying experience.

babies

EVERYONE I KNOW HAS HAD A BABY IN THE LAST 4 MONTHS. WHAT'S UP PROCREATORS!!??!

hammerhead sharks

a hammerhead shark can detect a half a billionth of a volt of electricity. this is more than enough to pick up the heartbeats of fish. they're the only being to hunt using electricity on this planet. i'm so amazed. thank you animal planet.

SOS

I'm sending out a distress signal. I'm now on my fourth hour of Rock of Love. Brett Michaels is a loathsome human being. Pretty much a douche. He loves the word "awesome". A whole lot. He says "Here's the thing...".

And there are women who continue to want to sleep with him. I'm pretty sure these women had collagen injected in their brains. OOPS! I missed your upper lip! I cannot relate to a single one of them. They make me itchy. But I need to see this competition through.

What cracks me up is his ridiculous decision making skills. "Yes, she's manipulative. Yes, she's lied to me, but she's doing what she has to to get her man, and I like that."

Yet, I feel i need to see this through. I need to know who is chosen to be his ROCK OF LOVE.