For whatever reason, I've been in the shittiest mood today. I've been shrieking louder and longer at those drivers around me who are stupid and getting bored as fuck by NPR's long reports about fucking ornithologists and their search for some kind of woodpecker sound clip. I am tired and cranky and I was irritated at work and bitched out a guy on IRC for no real reason.
I am so ready for the fucking weekend. Not that I have plans, but fuck. I'm tired.
I've done some things this week that were good. Last night was the Rufus Wainwright/Ben Folds show at the Mountain Winery way up in the hills in Saratoga. You'd never know Silicon Valley was so ugly from the view in the parking lot. I've never heard crickets chirping between songs, either. It's a rather nice outdoor venue and I enjoyed the performances. Kevin and I grabbed falafels from Gyro's House in Mountain View on the way there, which are always delicious.
I don't have much to say about them right now because...I'm fucking tired, but I feel sort of obligated to just post something because I haven't in a few days, and since this is really more for my own benefit than yours, I'd like a basic record of what has happened in my life. Yes, that's the point of a paper journal, but I don't seem to bother with those consistently enough. I do with this.
On Tuesday, I hung out with the Editor and saw The 40-Year-Old Virgin. I was not terribly impressed, though it had its moments. It felt way too long and tried to do a few too many things, but there were some genuine laughs.
I've been making a pretty decent lunch this week, which is described below:
-1/2 c. bulghur
-big handful baby spinach, chopped
-1/2 can chickpeas, drained
-12 or so cherry tomatoes, sliced in half
-feta cheese, if you like
-salt and lemon juice to taste
Soak the bulghur in enough water to give it the right texture. Add everything else and mix.
-1/4 c. plain yogurt (I've been using nonfat Greek)
-1 clove garlic, crushed and minced
-salt and lemon juice to taste
Mix everything together until it's creamy and set aside. Stir into the bulghur mixture when you're ready to eat it. This takes 15 minutes, tops, with chopping and everything.
Today I made some crappy pasta because the company-provided lunch was non-vegetarian. Well, there were some corn muffins and a basic salad (iceberg + romaine + red cabbage). It was from a barbeque joint. I couldn't even go in there because the smell of meat was so overpowering. (Sound dramatic much? Sorry. I don't mind meat smells mixed with other smells, but a predominantly meat aroma is...disconcerting.)
Anyway, I need to de-bitchify and think more positively and eat more tomato pizza.
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I'm surprised at the 40 Year Old Virgin, because the Onion AV gave it a really good review. And you know how they hate to do that.
I'm glad to hear someone besides me say that the Silicon Valley is ugly. Damn those "golden plains", they're not, it's DEAD DRY GRASS (and other misc. plants, of course). Thanks Em!
yeah, i don't really know anyone who thinks it's pretty, though. from the hills, around sunset, sure; the surrounding areas, sometimes; the valley itself? no chance. where it isn't dead dry grass, it's strip malls and endless freeways. yuck.
I've actually had ppl defend it's beauty to me, though. Sad sad world.
Even the development parts. AHH!
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