Friday, May 23, 2014

everyday is like Friday (i wish)

hating
the playlist for the Morrissey concert.  i would like to complain and ask him to change it.  but he seems kinda bitchy and mean (in that beyond fascinating Jeff Lewis way ;)  i want him to play certain songs (eg. glamorous glue and thereisalightthatnevergoesout)and NOT play other certain songs (for example meat is murder... no no no no no nooooooo!!!!!!  it makes me sick!)

wanting
to just have Morrissey over to play the songs i like.  in the hot tub under the stars (it can be acoustic for safety sake:).  i'll make the good English toast (i will even drive to Dorchester for it even though it's a little lot scary out there, like Dublin but no gypsies and horses thankfully...) and the good English tea.  in a teapot and everything!  Aaron reckons you can hire Morrissey for $100K to perform at your house.  huh!

wondering
if sleepshopping is a 'thing'.  and if i can chargeback my purchases as i was technically not a consenting adult when i made them.  i bought shoes at 2:23am that i have wanted forever (well, a week).  i'm pretty impressed that i found them in my sleep, in my size, in my color.  AND used a coupon!  but still, the last thing i need is two more pairs of shoes :|

needing
more melty beads in manly colors.  latest child obsession: melty bead minecraft playdates :|

wishing
for pizza in NYC tomorrow and China Town

wishing
for Portuguese chowder in Newport today.  or Bertucci's.  or Indian food in PVD. (i think i'm hungry)

wishing
for Portuguese muffins.  OK, yeah, i'm hungry - must.go.to.Ocean.State.Job.Lots.which.i.think.is.Harbor.Freight.Tools
which.explains.why.they.smell.the.same!

i made this!  and i have the blood blisters and unmanicured nails to prove it............
(and a hot tub :)
 places NOT to go when you're hungry:
Restaurant Depot dessert aisle (o.m.g........)
 everything's gone green 
(well, a cross processed green with a warming filter)
 i prefer painting to gardening
 and rearranging plumbing supplies to sound naughty
instead of actually listening  to the man talk about hose bibs 
(zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz)
 always always always in squirrel mode

 kitty-tych (untyched)

 rain rain,  go away, (when i'm wearing a sundress)
i don't want to wear jeans  (it doesn't rhyme)

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