Incite Full

And I’m back at work.

The past week and weekend was really long, and unfortunately I was unable to catch up on sleep. It’s always my goal to do this, but never works out. I’m resolved to do it this weekend though- and I’m putting all readers on notice: I am not doing a thing Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. I’m going to read, sit on my ass, watch movies, but nothing else. If you want to join me you can, but rest assured I will be going to bed early and sleeping in late. Except for maybe Saturday with farmer’s market goodness.

Last night I made a new dish- Asparagus risotto. Normally this is not noteworthy, except for the fact that I thought it was delicious, Steph said I should make it for a date, and then proceeded to lick the plate clean of the delicious goodness. It’s been entered into the recipe book that I keep, and will definitely make it again sometime. I also learned that dry vermouth is only 4 dollars from Trader Joe’s, which is awesome.

I’ve made a few purchases this past week that I should also comment on. I’ve finally made the leap into the wide world of denim with a pair of (ridiculously) expensive jeans. My new Rock and Republic jeans are fucking comfortable as hell. The obscenities are necessary to convey the amount of comfort these things bring me. I also like having these giant curved R’s on my ass when I walk down the street.

Aside from this I also purchased a wallet and a shirt. Buying a wallet is so counter intuitive to me. Spend money on a place to hold money. Like, a safe is one thing, but a wallet is just silly sometimes. I ended up getting a nifty little one on sale from Macy’s- it has a little removable part that holds my Id and a few cards, perfect for going out to the bars where money is simply not necessary.

I had a funny thought this weekend, about shopping in general. In order to shop at nicer stores, I feel you should look like you belong there. But when you’re moving up a level in dress, how does one achieve this? I suppose you could order online, but that’s always dangerous. Instead you just have to look like a schmuck that first time you go into these boutique stores.

I was at forever 21 yesterday, wearing a shirt from forever 21. This is the reason I thought about all of this. Now, don’t get me wrong, forever 21 is not a boutique store. I wasn’t even shopping. I was accompanying a girl to the bathroom. But I was wearing a shirt from that store while there. And I was thinking about how silly I actually felt. It’s like talking to a line chef about the burgers you make at home. They don’t care at all, but somehow you do.

Oh well, I got over it pretty quickly.

I really need this week to be better than last week. Last week was brutal for some reason, and i’ve been feeling rather anxious lately. Something I need to fix. I’ll look into it.

“Originality is the fine art of remembering what you hear but forgetting where you heard it.”