Pomelo

Conversation with my dad, Doc:

Julix: Do you you want to go to Pomelo [for dinner]?

Doc: I don’t want to eat any vegan vegetable food.

When we get to the burger place:

Doc: Do they have beer?

Julix: No.

Since when did my dad become a bro?

Dog Woman

Today there was a really annoyed middle aged woman with bouncy hair at my gym.  She walked her dog through the gym (what if people were allergic?!) and then tied him near the back door of the gym.  Then she proceeded to yell things at him (Badger) across the gym.  HOW ANNOYING.  I sometimes hate people in Noe Valley.  I have probably lived here for longer than that woman anyway.

In other news, I am probably the most ripped person at my gym.  After I went to the gym, I picked up a car and threw it at Starbucks.  I did this because I like Starbucks.  I actually really do.  My favorite thing there is a tall soy chai latte extra hot.  I know this sounds prententious, but it isn’t.  You have to say extra hot or they will make it LUKE WARM.  Even when you ask for extra hot it is usually luke warm anyways.  LAME.  TRY HARDER, STARBUCKS.

Bell Market is closed which means there is no place to buy groceries here.  Soon it will be a Whole Foods.  I am sort of excited about this.  I think this post is sort of my way of coming out as a yuppie.  I hope that’s ok with you.

Raisin Factory

My dad has been making his own raisins and he made me taste one.  Very delicious, yet odd.  What wonderful things you learn when you move home.

I went to trivia at Elephant and Castle last night.  We did not win.  I am not good at trivia.  I think my dad would rock at it.  I think I will bring him next time.  I don’t think he will be able to hear though, so I will have to dictate to him.  It will be fine.  My hearing will be my contribution.

Dim Sum and Rain

Today as I was on my way to have dim sum with my mom’s friend Christine, I bought a 4 dollar umbrella which promptly broke.  Bad.

I have decided that dim sum, or tea lunch, is an ideal meal.  Small portions of all sorts of good things.  It’s kind of like men–you don’t really want to spend that much time with them, but they are good to be with for about 5 minutes.  I wouldn’t want to order a whole entree, but a small portion suffices.

I am sick of it raining on my last Saturday in NY.  It’s like one final fuck you from NY to me.  Thanks, NY, love you too.

Remember when you used to have a big Friends poster in your room?

My cousin Jane just said this to me.  Yes, it’s true.  I thought it was worth sharing that I used to love Friends.  I am sort of ashamed now.  I wonder if that’s why I moved to NY.

O Pathmark, why do I hate thee?

I went to pathmark and was SO FRUSTRATED by the craziness that I put  down my basket and left.

Things I hate about Pathmark:

-people are unhelpful

-there is no order to the way people wait in line

-there is no way to just go in and go out–you have to be there forever

-people who work there are stupid

I wish Pathmark would close and be replaced by something better–like my food co-op.

Lifetime Film Review: To be Fat like Me

I watched a really quality movie today.  It was about a thin softball player high school girl who dresses up in a fat suit during summer school to learn what it’s like to be fat for a documentary.  It’s incredible.  Her mom and brother are fat and she is always yelling at them about eating junk food.  Her mom’s diabetes also took money away from her college fund–so she has to win the documentary contest.  This is my book report.  Thanks for reading.

In other news, the sky in NY is always ugly.  ICK.

Isabel Gillies

Casey and I went to the reading of Isabel Gillies tonight.  She was funny and very tall. I think she was a big people person–she was chatting it up with everyone.

Gillian’s mommy was on HGTV. SHE IS A CELEBRITY. I want to be on TV again. I haven’t been on TV since I was 10 and waving outside the Today Show. What a loser–how could my parents have allowed that shit???? How suburban and touristy of me.

I have 1 week left in NYC. I have nothing much left to pack. It is just a matter of waiting to leave and saying my good byes. I am trying to do NY things. I think I will go see a play–maybe In the Heights. I think I will go to Joya and I will go to Prospect Parkix. And I will be sad that Mary Elizabeth is gone. I will probably hang out with J Schwarz because we both don’t have jobs. I think I want to go to the Bronx zoo—but I am too lazy to take the train up that far again. Commuting sucks. That is why moving to a tiny city is great–NO LONG COMMUTES. EASY!!

Alex and I had an interesting text message exchange.

Julix: I hate straight men–let’s do away with them.

Alex: But straight men are the only ones capable of driving, changing tires, and pleasuring a woman.

Julix: Agh–the world is so corrupt.

That pretty much sums up my current thinking.

OBERLIN–is it possible to age 78 years in 2 years?!

I’m in Oberlin right now and I feel like I am 100 years old.  Everyone is so little.  I can’t believe I went here only 2 years ago.  WOW.

Tooo Chinoise now has cilantro in their veggie wonton soup–this was so upsetting that I wanted to cry when I first tasted it.  SAD.  Everything on the menu is different and bad.

In other news, I went to the Frank Lloyd Wright house for the first time ever.  I didn’t know you had to pay and I had no money but they let me in anyway.  The bedrooms were so small and cute–so much cuter than my small UES bedroom.  Why couldn’t I have lived in this house in Oberlin? I don’t understand why no one let me.  Life is so unfair…

I bought a new mug for my collection.  I love mugs–pottery mugs–so if you ever want to do something nice for me, you could get me a mug.

I just saw a girl with a wide brimmed hat that had duct tape around it.  I don’t understand some things in Oberlin.

People on Craigslist are stupid

a response about my futon:

When can i come and see it were are u located and what is ur number is it in good condtion also can u send me the pick of it again