Overheard by the lot

Girl: And he is like 35... and I was like, oh my God, you are old enough to be my dad!

Friend: Not really. How old was your dad when you were born? 15?

J'adore listening to people out of context. I assume this 35 year old was trying to date her.

Not quite there...

I have this book. And I love it because all of the pictures are delicious and the recipes easy-ish. But I've only tried two of the recipes, and neither have really impressed me. You know, good in theory, mediocre in practice.

Tonight I tried to make summer berry tartlets.

Problems:

1) Crust kind of dry and not super special delish tasty.

2) Vanilla cream was lumpy (my fault) and too jelly-ish, not creamy enough. And not as white and creamy as they imply.

3) The whole thing was very disproportionate. The recipe for the crust claims to make 20 mini tarts and they must be frickin tiny because I made 12. And then there was only enough vanilla cream for 10. (Though the leftovers went fab with strawberry yoghurt. Kind of like eating graham crackers and yoghurt.)

4) My blueberries were kind of sour. I guess it's not summer yet. I was just so anxious.

However, they did look really pretty with the sugar dusted on.

E-Postcard

I'm bummed this is so pixellated. And small. After all my efforts :( Oh well. You can just click it.

Santa, baby, forgot to mention one little thing...

A hedgehog!

I really really really want a hedgehog. I was going to get one in Portland, because apparently they are illegal in CA. However, it turns out they are in the price range of $75-$300, rather than the $10-$25 that I had been expecting.

Why do I want a hedgehog?
a) They are so cute.
b) They are not as expensive or high maintenance as dogs/chinchillas.
c) They eat spiders, of which I have many.

So please buy me a hedgehog.

The Birthday List

Get excited, y'all, it's that time of the year again. The time where you buy me presents and I do stupid things like wear a dress everyday despite the cold because Heidi Montag told LC she should back when they were friends.

So here we go:

1) Twilight DVD (Release date: 21st March)

There's nothing better than special features and deleted scenes of making out.

2) Polaroid 600 film

I have always wanted a Polaroid. I found one in a thrift store for $6 so I just had to have it. Natch I jump on the band wagon way too late, because they've discontinued the film. But the guy at the store assured me this camera shop would sell it. He was wrong. So now I have a cam with no click flash zoop. Please help.

3) A new pair of everyday flats.

Mine are in a depressing state, you know, holes in the bottom and the sole falling off.

4) Mani/pedi

My nails have been looking pretty ragged lately. That's actually Rona's foot like two years ago, but whatever, you get the gist.

5) Hugs and kisses all round. Or alc. Ooh, a trip to Vegas?

Ok that is it. For now....

Eavesdropping?

Is it called eavesdropping for an online conversation? Because.... it's like listening. With your eyes. Eyedropping? Ah, eavesdropping has nothing to do with ears, apparently. Learn something new everyday.

Anyway, girl next to me in production design yesterday:

Friend: Yes, always leave them wanting.
She: Especially if I want him to take me on his weekend away fiasco.

(I might have the words wrong, but you get the gist)

And later:

She: Grrrrr... I want the boy!!!!

Bahah. This made me so happy. The story in my mind was that she didn't stay over at some boys house (presumably a frat boy) despite wanting to, because no one wants to buy the cow if you're giving the milk away for free, right? (Buying the Cow has been on TV a lot as of late. Before, I would have used 'no one wants to buy the ice cream truck when you're giving the popsicles away for free' from Never Been Kissed) So obvs she didn't stay over because she wants to lure him in and trap him into taking him away on the big away weekend invite. I can almost guarantee that.

First thought: Must be a sophomore. While I believe Jrs capable of the scheming, I don't think they would use the grr thing. Too much desperation in the voice. You should be a little more jaded by then. Or in a relationship. Or at the point where you're like, eff it, let's just do it, we both know you ain't calling back.

Second thought: Aww, I miss the games and flirting and scandals and walks of shames. Tip to girls considering walk of shame: Much better is the drive of shame where boy either drives you home, or your roommates come and pick you up. Even better is where he bikes of shame home. (In 1st and 3rd cases, see: face,Baby. In 2nd case, see: Shame, Carpool of, whereby one roommate drives around the neighborhood picking up all the strays)

Just a little story for all of you to enjoy.

Spotted: Baby face and the Greasy Italian Falcon

Because Rona requested some good old fashioned bitching...

Yesterday as I was walking to class, BabyFace and his roommate Greasy Italian Falcon rolled out of the building. Metaphorically, you understand. Except it was actually literally in BabyFace's case, because he is looking quite round. Not spherical, you understand. More like an m'n'm.