I had to change sump filters at work today so I was all up in zebrafish shit until 5 PM once again. I was hating my life, but as I was leaving my boss gave me a bag of loquats from her neighbor’s tree! Hhhhnnnngg loquats are the most delightful, sweetest, juiciest little fruits and life was good again.

And as I walked out of the building I SAW ROGER DETELS.

SO. MUCH. SWAG.

well idk what happened but my anger towards the two girls sitting next to me at coffee bean somehow translated itself into 7 pages of capstone essay and now i have 30 minutes to get the poster parts ready then i can go eat corned beef and shamrock cookies and drink!

My drive to get to the hospital in the morning takes about 35 minutes, and the drive home takes about 45. I have one CD in the car. It’s got two The Tallest Man On Earth albums on it. So for the last 6 weeks, 3-4 days per week, 80 minutes per day, I listen to The Tallest Man On Earth, and to this day I still have no clue what most of the lyrics are to all of his songs. I sing along, of course, but with my own words that I’m sure are not even close to what the actual words are. 

Anyway, I just wrote this in frustration, because I just want to sing along properly and I can’t I can’t I can’t. How do you lyrics. 

I just got a Julep Maven introduction box for one cent. ONE CENT!

(Yes, I’m still scouring the internet for these dumb monthly subscription boxes, whatevs.)

So Julep is a nail polish brand, and if you sign up for a Julep Maven subscription, every month you will get two bottles of their limited edition colors and a bunch of samplers of their nail care products.

The one cent promo code is COLOR2012. Just make sure you cancel the subscription after you get the first shipment because the regular price is $19.99 (lol no). 

Uhm, everyone should do this because ONE CENT! 

So I’m still looking at these stupid monthly boxes because, IDK, this is my life, and I am this close to getting a Conscious Box. It looks like I just missed the February box, which I am sad about because I’m pretty sure that box has chocolates in it. But I could sign up to get the March box, and I’ll get it on my birthday month so it will be like a present. BUT… will it have chocolate? 

Sweet Wayne brought me mangoes and I sent him home with lemons and jam pockets.

FOOD EXCHANGES! This is what I want in life.

Just now watching The Golden Globes. (I was working in the ICU today—DKA patient, freaking cool!—and I saw a recap of it at lunch and I was like wtf, that happened already?! Behind the times as usual.)

Did I tell you guys that I saw Helen Mirren in Heathrow when we were in the customs line? I wanted to yell out her name but everyone was like shut up Laraine be cool don’t embarrass us. 

Anyway she is super hot. How does she do it.

I’m only 5 minutes in but I’m feeling really nervous because I’ve been spoiled and I’m just really anxious about how my heart will react to Leo’s face.

Also I just ate all of my artichokes. All of them. I am full of artichokes. I am made of artichokes. I am fibered out. I’ve made a huge mistake.

I dreamt I had such beautiful, high quality clothes. Really versatile pieces. And I was going nuts pairing everything together. It was so wonderful. It all felt so classy and clean, like Garance Dore, Alexa Chung, Naomi Davis! Then I woke up and I was like, “I… don’t… own… any… of… those… clothes… creys.”