Onomatopoeia-ize-ing

I wish I knew how to onomatopoeia-ize a disgusted, taken off guard, shocked, intrigued and horrified gasp. But, since I don't know how to write it, I guess I'll just have to coax it out of each of my readers with this picture of a wedding cake. On a side note, this is why facebook was created: so that you can stalk people that you are a very distant acquaintance with and get to know very personal details about their lives. Details about things like graduations and vacations and... weddings. (Sorry if by some strange reason the girl whose cake this is happens to stumble upon this post, but it's your own fault. WHAT were you thinking?)

I Hate Myself

Let me start this out by saying that I DO NOT recommend the show "Gossip Girl". The acting is awful. The story-lines are gross/unbelievable. And the writing is atrocious. I have roommates who watch it and I always make fun of them for it. The other day Kubo and Cami started watching an episode while I had a bunch of stuff spread out on my lap so I figured I'd stay in there but just not pay attention... which ended up being harder than I thought because a line or an actress or something would be so outrageous that I'd end up laughing and asking who the person was or why he or she was doing what she was doing, etc. And, after watching my first episode, I was absolutely right: it sucks. So this week was the season finale and I didn't plan on watching that either except for I saw this incredibly hot guy (Chase Crawford) and so I wanted to just watch the scene he was in and then leave... an hour later I was grabbing my face and yelling at Chuck Bass to tell Blair that he loves her. And when he did, I got chills. I know, I know. I hate me, too. But, as much as I hate to admit it, I am officially... I can't believe I'm saying this... a "Gossip Girl" groupie. And to make it worse, I'm in love. Of course I couldn't fall in love with the breathtakingly handsome and outrageously sweet Nate Archibald (Chase Crawford) or the hard-working and stunningly cute Dan Humphrey (Penn Badgley). Oh, no. I had to fall in love with the sleazy, sometimes amphibian-looking bad guy of the show, Chuck Bass (Ed Westwick). But I dare you to watch two episodes of him and not have at least a part of you wishing he would look in your direction and say something smarmy-but-at-the-same-time-sexy. Anyway, I thought I should be honest about all this and I guess it does feel a little good to get it off my chest. Still, to make up for this shameful post, I'm including pictures of the new men in my life, because even if the show is ugly, these guys are gorgeous.
First up: Penn Badgley

Second is his adorable "father" on the show: Matthew Settle
Third is the man who got me hooked: Chase Crawford
And last but BEST: Ed Westwick
...or as I love to love him: Chuck Bass

Bare Necessities

So, I might be a liar.
Unintentionally though... let me explain: you know how people ask you what your favorite food is? Granted, that doesn't happen that often anymore, usually just around your birthday, but still, people ask it. Well, when I'm asked that question I usually go "umm..." and squint my eyes up and to the left a little until an answer comes to me. The answer is usually something like coffee cake, or 餃子 (jiaozi), or Snickerdoodles, or even A1.
That being said, you would think that I'd maybe have my favorite foods stocked in my house, right? Wrong. Here's where the lying comes in.

I remember when I used to daydream about living on my own. I imagined it stocked with Reese's and Dr. Pepper. I'm just glad that my 12-year-old self can't see me now. She'd be disappointed. Yet, (sorry 12-year-old self) if those foods were my favorite foods, knowing me they would actually be in my kitchen right now. But they aren't. What is in my kitchen right now are my "essentials". THESE are the things that I can't live without. These are the items on my imaginary grocery list that are written in permanent marker. I always have these on hand. I may have other items from time to time, but no matter what you'll always find the following foods:
~Cottage Cheese (word of warning: don't google cottage cheese images unless you have a strong stomach)
~Sour Cream ~Yoplait Yogurt (mostly Lemon and Raspberry, sometimes I branch out, but always get these)
~Kosher Dill Pickles ~ Chili ~Tuna and Mustard (straight from the can; just squeeze the mustard right on top, mmm!)
~Key Lime Bars and last, but never-could-it-possibly-be-least,
~Crunch Berries
Some of them may be a bit on the odd/boring side, but you know what, I guess that's just who I am: odd and slightly boring. The secret's out. Oh well. At least I'm not lying to myself anymore. So, to any of you who I projected myself to as a fun, cinnamon-y person with my "coffee cake" answers, my apologies. I'm off to rummage through my mouth-watering cupboards. Bon apetite!

"Thank You for Being a Friend"

SAD news: my (woman-with-a-man-voice/ shoulder-pad-warrior/ blanket-for-a-shirt wearing/ so-sarcastic-I-need-chapstick) hero, Bea Arthur, passed away. I first met her as Dorothy Zbornak on one of my top five all-time favorite tv shows, Golden Girls. But my respect and appreciation for her grew from there. She was in many ways revolutionary. Her comedy was genius; her style was heinous. She will genuinely be missed. Here she is in all her glory: