Thursday, July 24, 2008

that's a really sad attempt at a "con"

from kenton:
Ten Things You Should Know About Scooters, a con:

10. Are still perceived as “wimpy.” Unfortunately scooters still have the stigma of being “wimpy” compared to motorcycles and many men find them emasculating.

soon soon soon i'll be a member of the wimp's club! exciting!

yikes! ikes!

built by wendy has some mighty nice markdowns.
so many t-shirts i've lusted after for far too long (willy wonka, gene and gilda, sat, gradient, boo and scout, bloody faced boys, marathon, all you can be) are finally at a reasonable price. i could definitely see my pretty dress up every day wardrobe suddenly changing into shorts and t-shirt all day every day.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

what about "why i left"?

saw some buzz about this lecture online. even just the title is indicative of why i came to hate that world. everyone assumes (knows?) it's all men calling the shots, that there are only a handful of successful female chefs. sure, we have alice waters, monica pope, etc but in the "real" culinary world there is always room for another dick, but hardly a woman. i thought things would change when i moved to the small-times, but then "things got weird," to borrow a line from a friend. it wasn't an entirely sexist situation, but i can't help but think it partially was. my last chef was a strong, often brash lady and i loved that. apparently the owners didn't. i loved that she didn't fuck around, she said what she wanted, she did things the way she wanted, and she did it all 100%. in a word, she was amazing. i looked up to her, she knew how to turn the charm on when a customer walked in and she knew how to chew me out for fucking something up. she took control like i'd seen all those men do before, and eventually that's why "things got weird" and why she lost her job. i looked up to her and admired not only her talent, but her personality too. what was so remarkable about everything was that she wasn't even years older than i was, we were the same age. it's one thing to see a woman far older and wiser than you so accomplished, but to see your peer like that? i just wish things could've turned out better. i'm not sure what she's up to now, but i hope it's something amazing and i hope one day i can call her up with my own amazing news.
for now? this is not what i wanted. i try to make the most of things, but it's getting tough. i need a fucking plan.

Monday, July 7, 2008

sorry, can't talk- too busy dying

guess who woke up at 5 am this morning for BOOT CAMP! fuck yes. it was pretty dark and remarkably humid out this morning. we were trying to find where the group meets and for a while it felt like when my mom dressed my sisters up for their first day of school, had a happy wholesome breakfast, and took lots of cutsey smiley photos with backpacks and pigtails only to drive up to an empty parking lot and learn they were a day early. we eventually found the group, but they were in the middle of a warm-up run we'd just missed (darn). luckily, there was MORE running later on, during which kenton almost threw up. somehow he managed to keep it down. i started to feel sick during running too then i decided "fuck this, i'm walking." day one is done and i'm looking forward to the next four weeks, i really love whining about how my body's falling apart all day (i bet everyone i work with enjoys it too).
5 am forever, woooooo!