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Leavin this place

afoundobject — Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:23:35 GMT

Well, LJ... you put the nail in my LJ Blog coffin. I'm finally leaving you. No, don't try to talk me out of it.... I could put up with your annoying banner ads and all, but when you just popped up a video ad for Best Buy that I had to watch before getting to read my post/update it... well, that's just going too far. I've been seeing the writing on the wall that you're going the way of the great SS Titanic, LJ, but this is just lame. My friends, you may now find me at my new wordpress blog. I do so love some of the aspects of LJ, still, but I just can't get down with this. And sadly, I will more than likely be even less present on your LJs, my friends, but I'll come back once in a while to check. Catch ya on the flipside.

Beezers Bourbon Bacon Pecan Pie

afoundobject — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 18:18:26 GMT

Beezers' Bourbon Bacon Pecan Pie

This recipe is a modified version of Paula Dean's Bourbon Pecan Pie. At the Pumplin Thanksgiving 08 Celebration, I found myself eating some homemade pecan pie and thinking there was something missing. I've always been a huge fan of pecan pie, but it sometimes borders on just too sweet for me. So, while talking with the fam about this conundrum, I thought, "What if I added bacon?" It was a moment of brilliance, where the heavens opened, angels sang and the great spirit of bacon shone down on pecan pie and made it whole.

Ingredients
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/2 bag of maple smoked bacon
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
3 tbsp butter
3 large eggs
1 1/2 cups pecan halves (one bag, usually)
1 tsp vanilla
2 tbsp bourbon
1- 9 inch pie shell

Directions Mince raw bacon into approx. 1/4 inch bits. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Take a medium sized skillet and heat to medium heat. Add bacon, stir and cook all the way through, but not crispy, approx. 3-5 minutes. Add pecan halves and cook on medium for an additional 3 minutes.

Drain excess bacon grease from pan, then add 1/4 cup of packed brown sugar.

Turn heat off and mix in brown sugar, until it's dissolved and all of the bacon and pecans are coated. Take bacon, pecan and brown sugar mixture and pour into the bottom of the pie shell.

Set aside shell and pull out a mixing bowl. Add the 1/2 cup brown sugar, 1/2 cup granulated sugar and butter to the bowl.

Mix together until all is evenly combined. Then, add in the bourbon and stir until well creamed.

Crack and beat the three eggs, then add to the mixture.

Stir to combine everything, so it's smooth and there are no sugar lumps. Then add the syrup and vanilla.

Mix all ingredients thoroughly until smooth. Then, it's time to pour it over the pecan, bacon and brown sugar medley, patient awaiting it in the pan.

NOTE: what I should have done at this point was covered the pie crust with aluminum foil, but I forgot. I fail. You don't have to fail. Cover up that exposed crust with aluminum foil, son!

Now it's time to put that baby in the oven and cook it up right! Put it in the oven for 10 minutes at 375, then reduce to 350 and cook for an additional 30-40 minutes, or until the pie is set (it shouldn't wobble or be soupy in the slightest. It should be like warm, gooey, not-yet-cooled caramel. Thick and delicious). If you added the foil to protect your crust, take it off 20 minutes after you reduce the pie to 350.

Pull it out of the oven, then let it cool and serve! I like to eat it straight up, no vanilla ice cream or whipped cream. If you do go for whipped cream, though, do yourself a favor and make sure it's kicked up with enough vanilla. Enjoy!

If you ever give this pie a try, do me a favor and let me know! missbeezers AT gmail DOT com

This is what your tomorrow is missing

afoundobject — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 23:45:44 GMT

Guilty guilty guilty

afoundobject — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 16:36:03 GMT

I need to get back on track with my exercise/food tracking. The last few weeks, I have ignored exercise, jogging, calorie counting, etc., all because I'm feeling rebellious and lazy.

Well, I refuse to keep going down this sad, dark tunnel of self loathing. Time to get back in gear.

I just feel like once I've messed up, I'm toast. Like, I was doing SO WELL for a while there, then I mess up once and I'm on the bad-eating, stressing, no fun, fatty fat fat wagon again.

OK self, let's get things back in gear again.

GO SEE KALLISTI!!!

afoundobject — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 19:43:54 GMT

Sunday, sunday, SUNDAY!!! In DC.

Bark Victory! is dedicated to preventing the unnecessary euthanizing of animal companions either due to the inability of owners to pay for financially prohibitive veterinary procedures or lost or abandoned animals being "redlisted" at shelters!

Bark Victory! recently moved from LA to DC and hopes to keep our mission going in our new home. Bark Victory! was recently profiled in In Magazine LA - http://www.inlamagazine.com/pdfedition/1126.pdf - pg. 36!

Bark Victory! is back on track in DC on August 23rd at the Velvet Lounge, raising money for PETS-DC (www.petsdc.org) who help folks with HIV and AIDS take care of their pets. Scheduled to perform are: tribal fusion bellydance troupe Kallisti Tribal, rocking accordionista Eric Voboril, musical comedy trio Eva Brontosaurus, acoustic rocker Tom Goss and and alt. rockers Candy Coated Pain Pills. The evening is hosted by DC's fittest comedienne Dawn MacLear. Doors 7:30 PM, Show 8:00 PM sharp! $10 suggested donation. Velvet Lounge is located at 915 U St., N.W., kitty corner from the Green Line U St. metro stop.

Ralston Social Club- August Edition

afoundobject — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 16:38:46 GMT

This Sunday is the next...

Ralston Social Club

1 p.m. - 8 p.m.
Come ye, my friends, for a day of hangouts, grillin', socilaizing and whatever-you-will all in a fun, backyard environment. Bring drinks and food for yourself and to share if you'd like, as well as any outdoor toys you fancy (Hula hoops, dance swords, croquet mallets... etc.) and enjoy the beauty of summer.

Where?

The Ralston Social Club, of course!
email missbeezers AT gmail DOT com for directions.

Hope to see you there!

I just can't seem to get it...

afoundobject — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 18:05:27 GMT

I'm feeling a bit of a slump lately. Even though I have been taking care of myself, I'm feeling some serious guilt about my life in general. Mainly, I'm feeling like I fail as a fully functioning, well rounded adult.

And by those statements, I mean that I just can't seem to "get it." I have no clue how to balance all of the little things I have to do in a day, week, month. For instance, if I make fitness a priority and stick to exercising at least 5 days a week, that time is sucked away from other important things, like doing laundry, cleaning the kitchen, remembering to drop off my library books or iron clothes. And, subsequently, if I make sure every night to vacuum the living room and clean up dinner/wipe down the counters, I then find I have no time to take out the recycling, exercise, knit, dance, etc., etc., etc... you catch my drift.

And add on top of this the need to take care of Story and try to enjoy my time with her and Tim. What it all equates to is feeling like a busy, worn out, stressed out mess who NEVER gets everything done. The only way I can think of is to totally deny doing anything for myself and never getting any sleep. BOTH of which aren't options.

I just don't know what to do sometimes. I feel like I seriously need to assess my life and figure out how I can get all of these tasks handled. Because as it is, I'm whirling out of control.

I wish I had the money to hire a maid, a life coach and an organizational/time management specialist. I need a sugar daddy/mommy!

Dropping Pounds with No Exercise?

afoundobject — Sat, 08 Aug 2009 13:56:40 GMT

For just 3 easy installments of $19.95, I can share with you the magic weightloss secret that lets you eat what you want, drink a glass of wine or two per day, eat delightful desserts and shed pounds while you haven't done a lick of exercise. Do not be fooled by competitors, the Beezers Secret of The Ages Diet will have you gasping at your scale and fitting into your skinny jeans.

Have a baby.

No seriously. When that baby gets to be about 8-9 months, they will learn how to crawl and get into everything. You will then find that you can't eat more than half your meals, and even then it will be over a 2-3 hour period. You'll also find yourself running around, crawling on all fours, dashing to prevent your baby from falling down the stairs and, all on about 3 hours of sleep. Before you know it, your severe fatigue, lack of sitting down to peaceful meals and running about your house lugging a 20 plus pound baby around will have you dropping sizes like a bad habit. And after a few weeks of this routine, you'll even lose your appetite and desire to exercise. Your body will switch into Self Preservation Mode and you will reserve all of your muscular and mental energy for childcare, performing basic work tasks and not falling asleep at the wheel of your car.

All joking aside, I need to get some rest/sleep soon. We're going on week two of raising a baby with an extreme amount of energy, hightened mobility and a completely whacked out sleep schedule. So, Tim and I are basically zombies.

:*(

We're excited for tonight because we're going to a wedding and my mom is watching Story overnight. AKA we can get a full night's sleep without worrying about the baby. This will be heaven, I tell you!

Gettin' Skinny and HONGRY

afoundobject — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 15:08:24 GMT

Why does it seem like the more I watch my weight and exercise, the hungrier I get? I didn't used to get 11 a.m. hunger pangs, but now I find myself every day at 11 a.m. on the dot wanting to reach into my lunch stash. And what's worse- I am completely out of snacks. Since getting on the Eating Better Bus, I usually keep pretzel rods around that I can gnaw on whenever I feel a snack attack, but today I polished off the last one. Grrrrr.

On another note, I have purchased a scale so I can monitor my weightloss. I am thrilled to say that I am only 10lbs away from my pre-baby weight! I had originally set the goal of being back to my pre-Story weight by January, to give myself some breathing room. But I think I'll be past my goal in the next month or two. YAY! And in all, I am SO PROUD to say that I have lost 50lbs already since she was born.

Although my final goal is still a good 50lbs away. I hope that by this time next year, I'll hit that goal or be darned close to hitting it. I figure that if I keep up my exercise routine, keep dodging bad for me foods like a ninja (except for my splurge days, which I'm allowed a couple a month) and sign up for as many running events as I can, I'll get there eventually.

Just to share with other friends who are trying to slim down the lifestyle changes I've made that have made the difference:

*stop eating cheese and chips/salsa as my go-to snacks
*kept the house stocked with low cal, low fat snacks (pretzel rods, yogurt, cottage cheese and carrot sticks are your friends)
*adopted the, "taste everything, eat nothing," mantra when it comes to desserts and bad-for-me-foods (aka, eat a few bites, then toss it)
*try to ONLY have desserts/sweet treats on the weekends and then, only one per day.
*use smaller plates at home for meals (this has REALLY worked to decrease the amount Tim/I eat so we don't overeat)
*pack my lunches as many times a week as I can
*track my calories every day and be HONEST.
*not use food to comfort or reward myself anymore.
*exercise 5 days out of a week. (EA Active has made this a snap)
*take yoga classes once/week
*sign up for races (even if they're run/walk) at least 1/every two months
*NOT accept the voice in my head that says, "you'll always be fat, so give up," every time I get sad and don't want to exercise.
*be kind to myself and give myself time- time to workout, time to get to my goal and time to relax once in a while.

For those of you out there in the weight-losing game, let me know what you do to stay on target, too. I think having a community to share with really helps me when it comes to things like this.

Firefly

afoundobject — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 01:23:37 GMT

We watched Firefly and boy, does it make me sad. It is SUCH a good show, such a DAMNED GOOD SHOW that it makes my blood boil that it got cancelled so soon into the story. And yes, my poor browncoat heart can admit now that it will never, EVER get another shot. But grrrr... how is it that so much crap gets to stay on TV and something this great gets the can?

nom nom nom !!

afoundobject — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 18:56:21 GMT

today has been a day of cooking. I love when I get days that I can laze about and whomp up delicious foods. Today we've made:

*Lamb in tandoori yogurt sauce (marinating)
*Papaya/mango/mint salad
*Lemon butter chicken
*Papaya, mango and beet Storyfood

and I'm about to make some blueberry cobbler using the giant box o'blueberries I got from Sam's Club.

It's also relatively healthy stuff, so yay for guiltless noms!

OK, off to tackle that cobblah!

Non Crazy Pagan Pals

afoundobject — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 16:00:57 GMT

Ok, I'm gonna bite the bullet here and get my pagan butt in gear. I'm creating a Non Crazy Pagan Pals group for those of you who wish to get together for holidays/rituals, or are just interested in a little pagany hangouts. I've created a google calendar and a group. If you want to be involved, feel free to post here.

The only rules are:

*No drama/shennanigans
*be as cheesy as you want to be, but don't front.
*be open to the ideas of others
*be able to cook tasty food Or purchase it for our holidays (lol, JK)

hahaha

afoundobject — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 04:04:48 GMT

Con Air is on tv and I cannot stop cracking up at Nicholas Cages' hair!

So pretty. So shiny. So fluffy. i can just smell the pantene and L.A. Looks wafting my way.

bwhahhahahahaha

Wii Fit 30 Day Challenge- PT2: Week 1

afoundobject — Fri, 24 Jul 2009 15:35:11 GMT

About two months ago, I purchased EA Active and jumped right into the 30 Day Challenge. I've always been an all-or-nothing kind of gal, which has its pluses and minuses. On the plus side, when I get stuff done I do it ALL THE WAY. But when I choose to let things go, watch out.

So, I started the 30 Day Challenge but, I must bashfully admit, I failed. Or, I guess I failed. Although I didn't finish in 30 days (it took me almost a month over the 30 day limit), I didn't quit when the computer warned me that I had taken too many days off. For that, I'm proud of myself. And, in the end, I lost about 10-15 pounds (I wasn't really tracking, but I figure that much since I've lost close to 50 total), so that's all good.

I have to commend EA Active for being a stellar workout program all around. The activities are fun, they make sure to vary your workout so you don't get bored and their "personal trainers" are great motivators (if only a bit cheesy). I find that most days, I can't wait to play EA Active. I think I failed the first time because there were too many times where I felt so fat, ugly and dumb that I just thought, "what's the point?" But after getting a scale, finally, and seeing that all this work has done something, I find myself thinking, "whoa... what if I DID do the 30 Day Challenge as much as I should?"

A couple of days ago, I decided to jump back in and do the 30 Day Challenge and finish it ON TIME this time. I am committed to not skip days, to get up early if I have to or sleep late. I can't cheat myself in this. I have to make fitness a part of my lifestyle. So far, I haven't skipped a day and have even exercised in my "off" days. I have 3 races coming up, too, to keep my honest in the cardio department. And I've also joined SparkPeople (thanks kazoogrrl!) to track my calories, exercise and set goals for myself.

Also, I have to try to stop hating on myself so much.

So, I'll be posting on here my progress, as well as weigh-ins, etc. I'm not telling anyone my final goal, as that's personal and private. But I vow this: The Fat Girl is Getting her Walking Papers!

one more for the power corner

afoundobject — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 19:15:46 GMT

We're doing some office flip-flopping around here, as our director is moving, so we're all shuffling for new office space.

Currently, I am isolated in my own corner of our suite, away from the other members of our team (it just so happens that this was the only office available at the time, so I took it). However, since the boss lady is moving, this opens up a space in The Power Corner (aka with the other jokesters I enjoy at work).

The request was just put in and, happily, I shall soon be moving one door down. Even though it's less space, I'm happy to be moving. They're really the fun crew and right now I get a bit lonely.

PS- still haven't touched those donuts. I RULE!

Today is already made of FAIL

afoundobject — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 12:33:00 GMT

There are several reason why today is made of FAIL...

1) I cannot find my contacts anywhere. I was BRILLIANT enough to throw away my last pair because I was sure I had put my new contacts away somewhere responsible and easy to locate (like the bathroom, where we keep such things), but no. I know for a fact that I brought them in when I came home with my glasses several weeks ago, but I have NO CLUE where they went after that. I have since cleaned out my car and cleaned the house several times, but haven't found or seen them. UGH.

2) I nearly popped off my car mirror from scraping up against the fence when pulling out today. This is terribly annoying because I a) already scraped up the side of my car nearly a year ago from doing the exact same thing and b) have to now pay two deductibles since I never put in the first claim. Also, it's TOTALLY my own fault both times, so I may get an insurance increase and Tim thinks I shouldn't get the scraped bodywork done, because it's cosmetic/the car is still drivable. Hence, I am now in an argument with Tim as to whether or not I should just bite the bullet and get both sets of work done now (which is what I want to do) or save the money on the cosmetic claim and just get the mirror done. Either way, it sucks and it's all my fault.

3) My commute was horrible. The thunder storm made 97 all sorts of backed up/hard to navigate. Add in the weirdness of glasses-view and the lack of mirror.

4) It's fuh-reeeeeeeezing in my office. And, it smells like one of the cleaning crew smoked a cigarette in our building. ICK.

AND FINALLY...

5) Even though I've lost 50 lbs since having story, I still have 50 to go and, upon purchasing a scale last night, weight 10 lbs more than I thought I did. So I'm all sorts of body depressed.

waaaaaaaaaaaah!

Ok, off I go to do things and try to make the best of this crappy day.

EDIT: add to all this that one of my printers, being nice, brought us a ton of munchkin donut holes. I am now using Iron Will +5 to resist them!

I <3 my Boss... also, Books

afoundobject — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 18:58:28 GMT

My boss is a fabulous lady. I walked into her office today to give her the forms for reimbursement for my masters classes and she just gave me this big smile. She told me she was so excited for me and that I just HAD to do this. She kept shaking her head and smiling, saying over and over how it was so cool.

Yay for lovely bosses!

On another note, I got to check out my books for my first set of classes and am actually pretty excited about them.

Organization Theory and Design is apparently all about how businesses and organizations are structured. I haven't read it yet (obviously), but it has been lauded as meshing old-school business philosophy with the newest trends in how organizations work. I have this bizarre fascination with the corporate food chain, division of labor and reporting... so this should be fun.

The other book is going to elicit one hell of a guffaw out of my boss and our staff writers. It's the Publication Manual of the American Psychological Association. AKA getting into the AP style of writing (the style they vehemently uphold in the office). I don't think I can really communicate just how much yelling goes on around here about AP style. The phrase, "BECAUSE THAT'S NOT AP STYLE!!!???!!!!" gets thrown around here quite a lot, especially when other people try to write their own content for our publications.

Can you tell I'm already getting super excited? Hopefully it doesn't suck. :)

On another different note... TONIGHT IS CRAB FEASTING WITH TIMMERZ. Yum! Can't wait to go and eat tons of crabs, cheesesteak and pie. Oh and GLORIOUS BEER! I even did my exermacisin' this morning, so I'm paid up!

Who's The Boss?

afoundobject — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 20:19:59 GMT

It's official...I am now a bona fide masters student.

I have been accepted into UMUC's program for a MS in Management/Public Relations. Yay, I has a pulse!!

Even though the admissions girl pretty much told me that, barring any crazy stuff on my transcript, they let anyone in, I still feel good about going back to school. I'm really hooked on working in a Public Relations/Marketing environment and, being the bossy thing I am, would like to be the big lady in charge one day.

I'm currently signed up for The Manager in the Technological Word right now. It's an online course that starts 9/9/09 and I can't wait. It already has the most ridiculous sounding text book ever: Organizational Theory and Design, 10th Edition. Aww yeah, I'll soon be a stiff-in-charge, just like The Office.

Wheee!

rediscovering the practice

afoundobject — Sat, 18 Jul 2009 17:10:45 GMT

You'd think that by having a child I'd feel more invincible. When it comes to trying new things, I've pretty much always described myself as a risk taker. But for some reason, as my body got all out of shape and ungainly from having Story, I also lost a TON of self confidence. I began to see myself as some awkward penguin, slumping her way around. And actually, if you looked at my body shape and balance after giving birth, yeah... penguin kind of describes it.

I don't want this negative voice inside me to win. So, I battle her, every day. Part of that battle included making a promise to myself to revisit my yoga practice and to become strong and solid again. The main thing in my way was fear- fear of injury, fear of being too weak, fear of looking like a chubby wubby-fat-fat in class, next to these solid, beautiful yogis and yoginis. But then I remembered something that Tom, my first yoga teacher told me- "It's YOUR practice, not anyone else's. Keep yourself on your mat, don't look to your peers and judge yourself compared to them."

So, that's what I'm doing. I joined a very strenuous and challenging flow class, one where a lot of the people in class are very athletic, beautiful and solid in their practice. And I have decided to appreciate their talents and work on enhancing my own. Every class, I set a small goal- do every vinyasa, work on hopping/floating back into moves, finally do chataranga again... just something for myself. And when I see them do beautiful, awesome flows, I try to push my limits and either join them, or analyze what I need to do to get there one day. It's been fabulous. One thing I didn't like about Columbia Yoga after a while was that I felt like they started dumbing down their classes and making them too easy, so they could have a very non-threatening yoga environment that the clientele of Columbia could get down with. I noticed that we stopped doing inversions, half moons and other intense movements and the pace became very slow. Even in Yoga II, it just got boring. I want someone to challenge me, I want to challenge myself. My yoga practice reminds me of how strong I am, how fluid I can be. I really love that a lot of this class I'm currently taking at Ojas makes me feel like I'm dancing. It's so refreshing and trance-like.

But getting back to fear, there are a couple of moves that I keep running up against. My current teacher is adamant about not doing hand/shoulder/head stands against the wall- something I really like about her. However, my little brain keeps telling me, "you can't," and it's driving me nuts. I keep hitting blocks when it comes to headstand, wheel pose, crane, inverted down dog (I think this is what this is called) and dolphin-stand. Something in me just starts talking, saying things like, "you can't do that. You're not anywhere near fit enough," and, "OMG, you'll just hurt yourself." It's hard sometimes to know whether I should listen to or challenge those voices. I feel like I'm walking the line between safety and self-inhibition.

Today, I decided to just sail through on the breath and try the inverted down dog... and I DID IT. I found that if I just quieted my brain and did it without thinking, it was so easy. I was so happy, I could have jumped up and down...

It just reminded me that the beauty of yoga is that you get an instant reward when you're finally ready to do a move. It's like something clicks in me and I just know that if I try it, I'll get something good out of it.

My next move to conquer is dolphin-stand. This will probably take a while, but I'm setting my sites high.

A funny thought- Design

afoundobject — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 10:51:44 GMT

I was talking to Tim about my hectic work schedule the other day and how I'm currently working on two publications at once (20 page magazine plus internal newsletter) plus a bunch of one-off projects, to which Tim said:

"Remember when you were in school and it took you hours if not days to design something?"

The fact that I can go from just being handed a project to first draft in 10-15min now seems just normal to me, but if I look back at how long it used to take, I do have to give myself a giant pat on the back. What makes me faster? A better understanding of programs, more trust in my intuition and more confidence in my vision. At first, I used to be so daunted as to whether I was "good enough" with each design, and now it just happens.

So, I guess I have earned my Photoshop Hero shirt for now.

ON ANOTHER NOTE: I get to do a photo shoot on monday of a rare/very involved surgery and I'm soooo stoked. It's going to be really fascinating and cool. GOLD STARS to loving my job.

I am a crazy idiot

afoundobject — Thu, 16 Jul 2009 12:19:20 GMT

I have spent the last few days searching the internet for bathing suits. I have spent my lunch breaks dropping by the mall to check out what they have. I have even gone after work to Marshall's, desperate to find something that worked. All have been full of FAIL.

Then, last night, I decided to try on the My Baby Jo suit just one more time before sending it back. And it fit. No seriously, I was just really confused about where the shelf bra should go and didn't understand that it had so much support in it that the shelf would end on my ribcage. Seriously, people, if this doesn't show that I've pretty much always worn bikinis, I don't know what will.

So yes, after all that crap, all that whining, it all turned out well in the end. Sheesh.

Now I just have to get one of those thingies to help blow up our mini pool and it's ON for a Beezerz/Timmerz/Story pool partaaaay!

((still embarassed))

I try to be positive

afoundobject — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 00:19:01 GMT

but fail miserably.

I have to return the swimsuit, as it's too short in the darned torso! Everything else about it is ridiculously cute, but it's just too short. The gal at My Baby Jo suggests that I could try a size up, but since I'm going to have to pay to ship it back and swallow the restocking fee (only $10, but still), I'm just not in the mood to chance it at this point.

Can I just take a grumpy moment to bitch about HOW FUN it is to not only be a size DD in the tay-tahs after having Story, but ALSO being a long torso and a plus size to boot? The worst part is that I've gotten around this for years by rocking bikinis, but my mommy tummy is so flabby and stretched, I get waves of terror just thinking about a bikini.

This has just caused me to spiral downward into self-loathing and hatred. I seriously feel like one fatty fat fat, stretched out, icky lump. And yes, I know this is so dumb to rave about after losing a bunch of weight... but god, I just can't wait until I can look at myself again and see something other than a shapeless, chubby, flabby lump.

At times like this, I just keep feeling like I will never, ever be a good size again. I just feel like giving up and becoming one zillion pounds. It also makes me feel like an old marm who can't wear anything cute. It just plain sucks ass.

OK, bitching done.

Damn, back to the bathing suit drawing board.

Dear Eric of True Blood

afoundobject — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 17:31:35 GMT

I wanna do bad things with you.

I'm an idiot

afoundobject — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 12:21:43 GMT

For not listening to Ryan Adams sooner... I got Easy Tiger out of the library on a lark and just listened to it for the first time today. What a beautiful, soulful, awesome alt-country album.

On that note... I need more new music. Right now, I'm really on a classic country/singer-songwriter kick. Please give me good albums I need to listen to.

Twitter Me This!

afoundobject — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 19:56:20 GMT

I'm not a fan of feeding Twitter to LJ, so I will pass off my new twitter link just this once, then maybe point there once in a while.

I've started a new design/branding/marketing-only twitter:

Follow me as BrandMastrFlash

Enjoy.