1. The Great Pre-Spring Sickness

    After getting sick twice through the winter season last year, I expected this year to be the same. After being absolutely miserable during Christmas Break because i was sick and had a tooth ache, I figured it would only be a matter of time before #2 came rolling around. So I was pleasantly surprised when March came around and I hadn’t gotten sick again. I figured i was adjusting to the weather here. That my blood was thickening up. And then, the coughing came. 

    I just remember that I had never coughed that hard in my life. It was painful. It hurt my chest, it made the veins on the side of my head throb, every cough felt like I was swallowing a spiked bat. This lasted for about 3 days. Then I woke up on a Thursday morning and I felt like I had been hit by a train. 

    I emailed my job and told them I wasn’t coming in, but that I’d see them tomorrow. That day, I laid around on the couch and eventually Mike showed up with his gaming PC in tow (which now lives at my place, he’s slowly moving in with me). I eventually got the courage to walk with him to the store to buy a second chair for the work area. It was a dumb decision. It was about a 3 long block walk on the coldest day of the week. I had forgotten my scarf, and I was really sick. But i didn’t want him to buy an ugly chair and then have to deal with it being here. *sigh* 

    That night, I got worse. I coughed and sneezed, my head was throbbing. When Mike came to bed that night, he wrapped his arm around my waist like he usually does, and immediately commented on how warm I was. I coughed and sneezed and sniffed into the night. Finally, he told me to take my temperature because I was very hot. So I did. It was 101.4. I had a fever. But I was freezing. I had the chills. 

    That night, I could barely sleep. I kept having to pee and otherwise, the sneezing, coughing, headache, and chills kept me up. I emailed my job, apologized, and said I wouldn’t be in the next day either.

    The worst part of that night was the work. Missing work on Friday meant missing an important meeting where I was presenting 4 new templates that i was supposed to have been working on on Thursday. This meeting had been pushed and pushed and pushed because of everyones workload, but we had all finally settled on Friday. I couldn’t let them down and let the meeting get pushed again, and so I worked under conditions I hopefully have to never work under again. I finished the template, and slinked back to bed. Mike held me the whole night. He’s a great guy. 

    I spent most of Friday horizontal on the couch watching Pokemon. Mike made pancakes that I barely ate. Everytime he mentioned food, I felt like he was asking me to run a marathon. It made me tired to even think about eating. As a result, by the time Sunday rolled around, I had lost 6 lbs. Of course it was all water weight and its all back now. 

    After a couple more horrid, snot-filled days, I was fine to go back to work. Of course, I still have this shitty cough. Now its not as damaging, but it comes in very long, very loud fits that I cannot prevent or stop once they’ve started. More than once Ive had a fit on the train and had everyone slowly move away from me. Tonight while riding home, I only coughed once, so hopefully its the beginning of the end. 

    Ive never had the flu before, but I can definitely tell you it makes for a very shitty time. 

     
  2. Finished my landing page mock! 

    This is the plan for V1 of my portfolio website. I think as I learn to code more and more, Ill want to change some functionality or make it cooler, but right now this is a perfect starting place.

    Ill be learning to code this while designing other pages of the site, sort of parallel pathing. 

     

  3. Humbling my tits

    Man, this weekend we stayed inside pretty much both days and just watched Pokemon Indigo (It’s on Netflix now). I didnt want to do anything, I wanted to spend a minimum amount of money because I wanted to even things out from spending SO MUCH FUCKING MONEY last weekend.

    Ugh! Ok so a couple of weeks ago, I reluctantly agreed to go out to eat for Restaurant Week. Restaurant Week is basically a week of very expensive, top-notch restaurants in the city offering huge discounts on a fixed menu, usually multiple courses. The set price is $25 for lunch and $38 for dinner. I was hesitant to do this for multiple reasons:

    • Expensive restaurants usually means ridiculously small servings (so what if the food is pretty, I want to EAT)
    • Who the fuck do I think I am paying $38 for a dinner full of teeny, servings? Diddy? 

    I got into it for a second though, I wanted to have the experience. I figured I’d do it once and never do it again. So I went ahead with it, dreading the expense.

    The dinner was set for last Sunday.

    So Ive been trying to cook a lot more cool shit, trying to teach myself to cook different things and eat different things. Friday night, I made Turkey Pastelon. It was pretty good. Later I was browsing Craigslist for a coffee table (I was set on buying someone’s old table, idk why) and I come across this cute little mixed media coffee table. The posting said it was from IKEA, but I had never seen it before. It had a wooden top with metal legs and it was a decent price ($50). I searched the web for about an hour trying to figure out what the model was and what year it was released but I found nothing. The only time we could settle on was that Sunday at noon for me to come pick it up. Mike and I took a bus across Bed-Stuy to Prospect Heights and walked a couple blocks to this guy’s magnificent apartment (exposed wooden beams, wooden columns). He helped us carry the table out into the hallway. We called a van, put the table in the back seat, and now its here and its awesome!

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    After posting the table on the IKEA Fans website for identification, I learned that the table is actually from the first IKEA PS collection released in 1995. Its practically ancient. And its in great condition. A few little scratches here and there, but hey, the table is 19-years-old. Also, despite the table being IKEA, its actually pretty big and heavy (Mike and i thought we may be able to take it back on the bus but we nixed that plan the second we lifted it), and I also don’t even think it was pieced together like most IKEA furniture. Its put together so well it seems like it was bought as one piece. I consider this a steal. Its an awesome table, everyone loves it, its sturdy as fuck, and its really cute. I think this is my best Craigslist find yet. Cant wait to stick a carpet under there, though Justin likes the wood on wood look. I like it too, so ill just have to find a carpet I like more. 

    So the apartment is inching along! I promise Ill take some pictures soon. just a few more things I want to get. 

    After laying around on the couch for a while, listening to Mike play guitar and watching Duckie sniff the new table, I got up and got dressed for dinner. 

    I wore a flowy, thin white tee, a skirt Ive had for years that I got on sale from Target, and the best tights on Gods green earth.

    Pause. Because listen, I am fat ok? Im working on it, but right now, Im fat. And while its not super hard to find clothes, its SUPER hard to find tights that don’t roll down during the day. Even the tights I got from ASOS, which I thought would be really good, failed me. They failed me hard. I had just about given up on buying tights. I thought my dreams of wearing skirts and rompers with tights and chucks or booties was just that..a dream. Until last week when I was at H&M (buying a pair of jeans that are my size but run small but don’t quite fit so now they’re my weight loss jeans), I gambled again and picked up a pair of their plus sized tights. I wore them the night of the dinner and OMG. No rips, no rolls, perfect fit. I almost cried when I first pulled them on. And I got 2 pair for only 13 fucking dollars. Bitch.

    Anyway, my excitement over my outfit quickly faded by the time we got to the restaurant. The place was all cute and shit and just smelled expensive. *sigh*

    Mike and I agreed that Ill foot the dinner bill if he helps out on the groceries, which was fine. He doesn’t make as much money (or any money really, he’s a student) as me, and I wanted him to come. I had been complaining about how much everything was going to add up to, so we agreed ahead of time to not order any sides or drinks. 

    But oh, whaddaya know, my side and drink ordering friends decided to split the bill 3 ways anyway, and I ended up paying more than I intended. Not wanting to be that guy, I just went ahead and paid. But *sigh*.

    It was my own fault, ya know. Just growing up the way I did, I just always err on the side of cheapness, no matter how much money Im making. I mean…yea I have a lot of Apple products, but I’d much rather spend money on that than like…

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    this. 

    But whatever. The dinner is done. I had a good time seeing my friends and eating overpriced food. Everything was perfect except the bill haha. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that i was losing grip though. I am still poor at heart. And I like having that mentality, it helps me make the most of the money I make. 

    That night, I made a bunch of quinoa salad with grapes and chicken to eat for lunch at work. I made too much actually, its a week later and I still have a lot left. It wasn’t one of my better recipes, I won’t make it again. Its good though, just not…that good.

    Anyway, Justin came back from a week of being in Georgia on Tuesday night. After he worked his shift, he came over around 11pm and showed me all of the video and photos he took while back home. It felt so good to be around Justin, watching videos of our friends, of his parents, hearing their accents, and smoking. I felt grounded again. I told him how I had just spent $112 on a dinner 2 nights before and how it made me feel like a fucking asshole, how Ive been taking work way too seriously and how I felt like i hadn’t had time to relax. We talked about everything. It dawned on me that we’ve been doing this with each other in some form or fashion for a decade. Im really glad to have him around.

    Then the next morning I realized that he took my lighter and I was pissed. 

    He always fucking does that shit!

    After that, the work week was a breeze. I worked, didn’t let myself get sucked in, and before I knew it, Thursday was here. I left work early, and Mike and I went to Colbert!

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    (my god, his beard looks extra red here haha)

    Afterwards, Mike wanted to look for a hard-to-find honey mead that I’d been really wanting to try ever since we’d heard about it. Luckily, there was a liquor store a few blocks down from the Colbert Studios that happened to carry it, he bought that, then we were walking to the train when we found this Amish Market. We walked in and I fell in love with their honey selection alone. He asked me if I wanted a jar and I was about to pick out a jar that had the comb still in it when the word “ginger” caught my eye. On a higher shelf, I saw a glass bottle of ginger. syrup. I put the honey back, grabbed it off the shelf, and showed it to Mike, holding it like a precious artifact. 

    We got home and immediately poured glasses of Tej and watched the episode of Colbert we were just on. 

    That Saturday morning, I woke up and cooked a full breakfast. I was ready for that ginger syrup and I wanted to do it justice.

    I cleared all of the empty glasses, nail polish remover and random bullshit off the table, folded some napkins into triangles because Im fancy, and put two plates of pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs and grits down. We also had some iced coffee that i had brewed the night before in the french press and let cool overnight in the fridge. I placed the precious ginger syrup in the center of the table and Mike and I set down and chowed down while watching like 5 episodes of Pokemon. It was a glorious morning. 

    Later that day, Mike wanted to go get some of his favorite beer. It’s pretty expensive, but he found a store on Bedford that sells it for cheap. Bedford Ave is about 10 long blocks (the equivalent of 20 regular blocks) away. We decided to walk it, the weather was decent enough.

    It took us about 30 minutes. It was nice and scenic, with brownstones to our left and right the entire way. We talked about owning one, what we would do if we had a million dollars and a lot of other randomness and then we were there. Then we walked all the way back, stopping at a grocery store along the way. We walked a total of 4 miles and it was great.  

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    About a block away from home, I passed by these cool buildings, and took this awesome picture. 

    That night, I made Mustard Roasted Chicken and we crashed.

    This morning, i signed up for a new gym opening just 3(!!) short blocks away from my apartment. A 2 minute (tops) walk! Its the same price per month as my current gym, I had to do it. This way Ill be in there a lot more often. I dont have to worry about bringing my gym bag to work, or even a gym bag at all. I can just walk home after the gym! Im also super lazy about getting to my current gym and I give myself the excuse of having to get on the train. Im terrible. So with this, theres no excuses. Im so excited for this. It doesn’t open until June, so Im keeping my membership at my current gym until then. 

    the rest of the day was a normal Sunday, more Pokemon, talking shit with Mike, and lounging around, preparing my fucks for work tomorrow.

    Im a little excited though because just an hour ago, I finished cooking these babies, which will be my lunch this week:

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    Tilapia fish cakes!  

    I just ate one of the finished ones and they are soooooooooo good. I will be making these again and again. 

    This weekend felt nice and full. The weather is showing signs of easing up, which, in turn, means Im going out more and having some fun.

    Next week I think Im finally going to paint my room. 

    Mike is calling me George R.R Martin because this Tumblr post is running so long. So Im going to step away from the computer and kick his ass. 

    Excuse me. 

     
  4. First mock of my site Im planning. This one is a little airy and girly for me, but I like it. I figure Ill do some more mocks before finding my fit. (I did not create that logo, its just a placeholder)

     

  5. Year of the grownup.

    Happy Valentines Day!

    So much is happening. This winter is still raging on. It snowed last night for the second time in 2 days. And it’s going to snow again tomorrow. The cold has forced me inside where I’ve mostly been eating, pinning, and hanging with Mike watching movies. [Wolf of Wall Street is sooooooo good]

    This is only my second Valentines Day where I had an actual Valentine that was a person who was into me. [Even though, due to some strange circumstances, I wonder if the first guy was REALLY into me at that time]. 

    This is my first Valentine’s Day where my Valentine was actually my boyfriend and I have to admit, its kind of nice. 

    We exchanged presents on Tuesday because…well idk why. Maybe he was just anxious to give me the things he had bought me. Some of my presents included a 1984 [my favorite book] shirt and a shitload of those heart candies because I told him that I love them.

    I got him some clothes. I always poke fun at him for owning like 4 shirts and 1 pair of jeans haha.

    Tonight were staying in, its shitty outside, theres grey slush everywhere. We’re just going to watch movies and Im going to bring home some sake since he’s been dying to try it. We’ll probably go to the Hayden Planetarium and out to eat at some point this weekend. I really appreciate that he’s into the same lame shit Im into. Last night we played Backgammon, it was great.

    Not to say that we’re boring. But the combination of the snow, plus us being homebodies anyway, leads to a lot of nights in with food, the cat, TV, and each other. Ive learned that he is just so incredibly smart.  

    Ive also been becoming a grown up. Ill be 26 in April and Im really trying to be smart with my money. Ive been studying the Personal Finance subreddit, which is actually a great tool, tons of information. 

    I recently got a good grasp on something I thought I’d never understand: medical insurance. I upgraded mine to a better plan and actually understood WHY it was better. 

    ive set up a hair schedule that Ive been forcing myself to follow as closely as I can [there will probably be some slacking because of work, etc]

    I set up a savings account that has a high APY. 

    I even know what APY MEANS. Ive set up a direct deposit to go into the savings account every paycheck. I want to save minimum $1000/year. 

    I hope I get to find out about my raise soon! With rent, bills, debt, food, and savings, a little extra money couldn’t hurt. 

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    Ive painted a dark teal accent wall in the living room and added a curtain. I hate moving at this glacial pace when it comes to the apartment, but its the best I can do right now, so I have to be okay with it. 

    Aaaand I have an iMac on the way. Bought it last night. Ive been on Pinterest meticulously curating my “workspaces” board, trying to find the perfect setup so I can tweak it and make it my own. Since the computer is coming, the workspace will be the next space in the apartment I focus on setting up. I also want to paint my bedroom within the next two weeks because Id like to start work in there soon as well. 

    *sigh* Money.

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    Anyway, here’s a blurry cute picture of my babies [I could really use Justin’s new DSLR camera when i take pictures for my blog]. Cant wait to see them tonight. This pic was taken before I threw the tapestry and the lights up behind the couch. They make a hell of a difference.

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    More of my cat because fuck you, she’s adorable.

    Ok. Off to get through this work day and go and have a great weekend. 

     
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  9. Jan.10 - Jan.12

    I almost didn’t come to work today. So tired. And the weekend was so…weekendy. The more time Mike spends at my place, the harder it is for me to leave. Its so nice having someone else just…there. 

    On Friday i skipped my post-lunch snack at work to prepare myself for the delicious meal I was going to get when I got home. I got off a whopping 10 minutes early (!!!) and raced home so Mike and I could hit up  Brooklyn Burger and Brew, a spot Mike and I passed on the way to the train station one day.

    I had the Fort Greene burger, it was quite delicious. Afterwards we got some irish cream and I ate it on top of icecream and oreo cookies.

    I know. Not the best. Ive been actually eating pretty shitty lately. Habits carried over from the holiday. And whats worse, I havent been to the gym since the move.Ive had a range of excuses, it started with the fact that I had to pack. Then I had to move. Then I had just moved. Then I had to go home for vacation. Then I didnt want to go to a gym over-crowded with New Years Resolutioners. And now? Now Im just playing myself. Ive gained 5 lbs. It is time to go back.

    Its partially Mike. Its not his fault, its that I spend so much time with him sitting and eating. I dont want to leave and go to the gym because that will be less time spent with him, and also just sitting and eating is like..the greatest thing in the world. I think Im getting to the point now though where Ive seen his face enough, so im comfy leaving. Ill know he’ll be there when I get back, so Im ready to get back in the gym. I wonder if the stamina Ive built up is all gone.

    Saturday night we went to a show Justin was doing at a pop up shop at a loft deep in Bushwick. He gave me his Canon and I got to shoot pictures while he performed. Later, Mike and I went back home to sit and eat.

    Sunday was hazy and beautiful. And full of chicken. Idk if this is just the result of practically living with a guy, if its because were home so much, or if its just Mike, but Im eating SO much more now. Mike is a big meat fan, and he can cook it very well. Its the only thing he can cook, but its still a great talent lol.

    For lunch we had chicken wings that Mike made. Then hours of TV later, I made coconut crusted chicken, roasted cauliflower, and roasted potatos. Thats pretty much been my weekend for the last couple months. Chilling with Mike, eating, maybe going somewhere, maybe not. Winter is hermit season for me, so this is along the lines of what I’d be doing if Mike wasn’t around.

    Ive said his name ALOT this post.

    Ive been hibernating and planning. Slowly getting my apartment together (Im due for an apartment update post), pricing out the new desktop I’m getting, lining up some self-appointed projects. Planning how to make things that I want to happen this year happen. 

    The weather is (relatively) warming up. No more teens, so Im already feeding off of that. 

     
  10. Planning the living room