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For what used to be a food blog is now just an ordinary rambling. Stay fed, friends.



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miel-doux:
This is actually so incredible

This sounds better than dating. 

lulz-time:

miel-doux:

This is actually so incredible

This sounds better than dating. 

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illustratedladies:

Alice and Martin Provensen

This was me every weekend for the last couple of weeks at the Costco food court. That’s all the updates I have for now. 

illustratedladies:

Alice and Martin Provensen

This was me every weekend for the last couple of weeks at the Costco food court. That’s all the updates I have for now. 

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Via: nevver
It’s the weekend! 

Via: nevver

It’s the weekend! 

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Las Vegas. Where you eat Mastro’s on Friday night and McDonalds on Saturday night. Where the men you can’t wait to see can be found at the theater. Where a book at the family pool sounds much more appealing than the dress codes at the Day Club. Where you choose comfort over Spanx. Where you meet “doctors.” Where you lose friends and find them again. Where you realize you don’t know how to gamble.

At least this time around.  

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After a Friday night that closely resembled Interlake Prom 2007 but with more alcohol and less hype, and a full Six Flags Saturday of “tasting the mountain” (aka a platter consisting of onion rings, french fries, mozzarella sticks, and chicken tenders at Mooseburger Lodge - oh and a root beer float, please!) and roller coaster riding, Sunday seemed to be the most relaxing. My friend Chris came over and helped me build a bike rack made from a stained wood plank, two plumbing pipes called nipples, apparently, two caps, and two flanches. The process would have been easier if my wall wasn’t made out of concrete but after several enjoyable hours of listening to laughable Christian rock we got my bike up on the wall and I couldn’t be happier.  

After a Friday night that closely resembled Interlake Prom 2007 but with more alcohol and less hype, and a full Six Flags Saturday of “tasting the mountain” (aka a platter consisting of onion rings, french fries, mozzarella sticks, and chicken tenders at Mooseburger Lodge - oh and a root beer float, please!) and roller coaster riding, Sunday seemed to be the most relaxing. My friend Chris came over and helped me build a bike rack made from a stained wood plank, two plumbing pipes called nipples, apparently, two caps, and two flanches. The process would have been easier if my wall wasn’t made out of concrete but after several enjoyable hours of listening to laughable Christian rock we got my bike up on the wall and I couldn’t be happier.  

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In case you missed it, here’s the Young Thugs: Joshua Tree video Jocelyn made. Warning: It will make you want to skeep out on work and go climb some rocks and hang out with fun people. 

If you want to see any of the other Young Thugs videos, they can be found here. I was a little hesitant to share this playlist since it documents our finest and more embarrassing moments of college but I think the world deserves to see Mallory “over it” repeatedly.

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**All these photos were taken by Jocelyn with her fancy camera (except the fuzzy black and white one - that one I took)**

Last weekend, Mallory, Kate, Jocelyn, Derek, Paul, Marc and I ventured out to Joshua Tree for an impromptu camping and boulder-climbing trip. We were unprepared, sloppy and sun-kissed - probably the best way to go about it. There’s no good way to really explain how great Joshua Tree is. There are huge rock formations that beg to be explored. You tell yourself you’re going to die and then blindly make the leap from one cliff to another, hoping that you won’t in fact die, or worse, scratch your camera. But it’s better if you just try it yourself. Oh, and you can actually see stars at night.

Best two days spent. 

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Life outside of work:

  • The Last Bookstore, Los Angeles - coolest place to get lost. When I was upstairs where all the $1 books are, there was a cute couple taking engagement photos with all the book sculptures. I really wanted to be like ugh barf but it’s actually pretty adorable upstairs so they win this time. Also, if you take the Metro, you can get off at the Pershing Square station and the store is just a couple blocks away.
  • Object Salon, Santa Monica - these stylists know how to work with Asian hair. Naomi, Jackie (not Asian, but has Asian-like hair), and I love this salon. I think Kana did an awesome job perming my hair and not making me look like a crazy person.
  • Griffith Observatory’s Planetarium, Los Angeles - get your mind BLOWN. Derek and I went to a show called “Time’s Up” and found out why the apocalypse didn’t happen and that we shouldn’t be too worried about the sun bursting in our lifetime. I also found out that telescopes are time machines and now I can’t look at the stars the same way. 

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How I know it’s spring:
I’m reading a lot more. When the weather is nicer I find myself watching less TLC and Bravo and instead opening up a book. 
My freckles are starting to appear.
More adventures! Last week I learned how to use LA’s Metro system and traveled east of the 405. That’s saying a lot. Next weekend a group of us are heading to Joshua Tree for a little camping and boulder-climbing action.
I’m rich (kind of). Naomi helped me fill out my taxes - while I chanted “Big money! Big money! Big money!” - and was pleasantly surprised by my return. 
I’m feeling more impulsive. I successfully convinced myself not to get a nose piercing, but I did manage to let myself get a perm. The word “perm” brings up some pretty terrible connotations (think 80’s, poodle, country music) so my expectations weren’t high. But I’m actually digging it.
My apartment isn’t freezing and I don’t have to wear socks to bed. 

How I know it’s spring:

  • I’m reading a lot more. When the weather is nicer I find myself watching less TLC and Bravo and instead opening up a book. 
  • My freckles are starting to appear.
  • More adventures! Last week I learned how to use LA’s Metro system and traveled east of the 405. That’s saying a lot. Next weekend a group of us are heading to Joshua Tree for a little camping and boulder-climbing action.
  • I’m rich (kind of). Naomi helped me fill out my taxes - while I chanted “Big money! Big money! Big money!” - and was pleasantly surprised by my return. 
  • I’m feeling more impulsive. I successfully convinced myself not to get a nose piercing, but I did manage to let myself get a perm. The word “perm” brings up some pretty terrible connotations (think 80’s, poodle, country music) so my expectations weren’t high. But I’m actually digging it.
  • My apartment isn’t freezing and I don’t have to wear socks to bed. 

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"When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip."

John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces (via markwez)

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happy monday

The cupcake feelings are gone. Some pretty bummy things happened this week and it’s only Tuesday.
I had to take three trips from my car to my house Sunday night. I thought I mastered the art of the power-forearm one trip, but no. Never do laundry and grocery shopping in the same errand. 
My “seven year” pen ran out of ink in eight months. I smell false advertising. On the bright side I proved to myself that I can keep a pen for more than two weeks. 
My flowers from Marc and Mallory died. And the balloons deflated. It’s like a party died in my heart.
On another note, I’m doing something kind of aesthetically drastic on Thursday so we’ll see where this week ends up. 

happy monday

The cupcake feelings are gone. Some pretty bummy things happened this week and it’s only Tuesday.

  • I had to take three trips from my car to my house Sunday night. I thought I mastered the art of the power-forearm one trip, but no. Never do laundry and grocery shopping in the same errand. 
  • My “seven year” pen ran out of ink in eight months. I smell false advertising. On the bright side I proved to myself that I can keep a pen for more than two weeks. 
  • My flowers from Marc and Mallory died. And the balloons deflated. It’s like a party died in my heart.

On another note, I’m doing something kind of aesthetically drastic on Thursday so we’ll see where this week ends up. 

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In a month filled with highs and lows, waking up on the right side of my bed can really make or break my day. Luckily I woke up in a giant starfish position (my favorite side of the bed is all sides) without an alarm and without waking up at 4 a.m. prior (first time in weeks!). My hair looked awesome, so that was good. 
With all these surprising cupcake feelings I was compelled to put Sonny and Cher on the record player (you can’t be in a bad mood listening to I Got You Babe), which led me to make an egg scramble. You read that correctly. I cooked AND ate breakfast. Two feats that should not go unnoticed. Molly was right. Going grocery shopping and having a stocked fridge does make a more pleasant home.
And now it’s time to put on a bra and possibly some pants, hop on my bike and scoot on down to work where I get to hang out with people that I enjoy working with. I say this because RPA is following my Tumblr. And I actually like my coworkers. 
All of this because I starfished. Who knew.

In a month filled with highs and lows, waking up on the right side of my bed can really make or break my day. Luckily I woke up in a giant starfish position (my favorite side of the bed is all sides) without an alarm and without waking up at 4 a.m. prior (first time in weeks!). My hair looked awesome, so that was good. 

With all these surprising cupcake feelings I was compelled to put Sonny and Cher on the record player (you can’t be in a bad mood listening to I Got You Babe), which led me to make an egg scramble. You read that correctly. I cooked AND ate breakfast. Two feats that should not go unnoticed. Molly was right. Going grocery shopping and having a stocked fridge does make a more pleasant home.

And now it’s time to put on a bra and possibly some pants, hop on my bike and scoot on down to work where I get to hang out with people that I enjoy working with. I say this because RPA is following my Tumblr. And I actually like my coworkers. 

All of this because I starfished. Who knew.

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I am a big believer in making people feel appreciated. We don’t do it nearly as much as we should, often taking people’s time and energy for granted. It’s easy to say, hey thanks. I don’t know why we don’t do it more.
Some of the girls in my department (+ one other) and I thought it would be nice to make little gifts for a handful of people who might have been under appreciated over the past couple of months at work. Since I like crafting, I put myself in charge of making the cards. I finally dusted off my craft box (haven’t opened it all year!) and using the wood/rubber blocks, a carver and black ink, these babies were made.   

I am a big believer in making people feel appreciated. We don’t do it nearly as much as we should, often taking people’s time and energy for granted. It’s easy to say, hey thanks. I don’t know why we don’t do it more.

Some of the girls in my department (+ one other) and I thought it would be nice to make little gifts for a handful of people who might have been under appreciated over the past couple of months at work. Since I like crafting, I put myself in charge of making the cards. I finally dusted off my craft box (haven’t opened it all year!) and using the wood/rubber blocks, a carver and black ink, these babies were made.   

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Nathalie’s Day Off:
Succulents. Edison Bulbs. Farmer’s Market Fruit. Biking. Reading. Planting. Wendy’s. Haircut. 
Also a bird shat two feet away from me. Today’s the best!

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Nathalie’s Day Off:

Succulents. Edison Bulbs. Farmer’s Market Fruit. Biking. Reading. Planting. Wendy’s. Haircut. 

Also a bird shat two feet away from me. Today’s the best!

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I don’t know how the sun does it but it always puts me in a good mood. I dusted off my bike, attempted to pump up its tires, and gave Astronaut Mike Dexter (my lil Civic) a day off. Though everyone is moaning about moving the clocks forward I love being able to leave work while the sun is still out, like I have a whole day left to fill. And tonight I’m finally busting out the craft box.
I AM NOT MY JOB. And I love it.  

(Via chelseadirck)

I don’t know how the sun does it but it always puts me in a good mood. I dusted off my bike, attempted to pump up its tires, and gave Astronaut Mike Dexter (my lil Civic) a day off. Though everyone is moaning about moving the clocks forward I love being able to leave work while the sun is still out, like I have a whole day left to fill. And tonight I’m finally busting out the craft box.

I AM NOT MY JOB. And I love it.  

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