Showing posts with label television rots your brain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label television rots your brain. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
enough
After being on the verge of sickness for over a week, I'm officially achy and head-achy...a sitution not improved by the bawling baby in the building next to ours (which I swear they prop up against the open window so as to project the sound--along with the sound of the dogs that inevitably start barking because of the crying--to the whole neighborhood.) I'm just lying in bed all day watching Drop Dead Diva, loving Mouse for bringing me soup, and still taking care of Gold Line issues via email.
Monday, May 30, 2011
monday monday
After a very socially busy bunch of days, today's Memorial Day was just a day for watching Sherlock Holmes and Battlestar Galactica. I love my boy and our date days.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
polish mother's day
It's Polish Mother's Day and Artur's with his family while I catch up on Glee and send my mother flowers in solidarity. I'll be happy to see Muppet Danger Pants (aka Ania) later, though sad we're taking her to the airport to fly DC-ward.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
hump
Im not looking forward to going to the vascular surgeon tomorrow, is all I'm saying. So I'll drown my sorrows in watching Veronica Mars, wishing there were more books of the Hunger Games series and eating healthy, WW approved meals and snack....which doesn't really sound like drowning anything, when you think about it.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
the return of Fun Thursdays
I'm so glad Artur's sister Joanna is back from Poland so we can resume Fun Thursdays, during which we do things like watch America's Next Top Model, drink copious amounts of Nobilo Sauvignon Blanc and cook sauteed rock cod over spiced broth and jasmine rice. Also, it was Artur and my six month anniversary, and I love him a lot...which is why we're kind of officially moving in together soon.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
world's largest violin
I have post-exam confusion, which includes not knowing what to do with myself and worrying too much about everyone else's worries. Also, I miss my dad like crazy tonight: damn Biggest Loser episode with a proud father and his daughter, like, ruined me.
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