11 months into 2012

I feel like writing this, what will likely be my only post of the year with no doodly pictures attached because my deluxe birthday present scanner has been sitting unused on a desk, covered with a gaudy asian inspired paisley print cloth that was cut from some hippie sarong my old housemate was hoarding.

I have had an unyielding craving for spaghetti and meatballs for seven unbearable days now.  How am I so lazy that boiling pasta has been flagged as too complicated an event in my life?  

Carbs N Cheeze

 

I might end up eating a club sandwich from Foodland, if I can bother to drag myself out of my home at this ungodly hour of the night (8:15 or so) to face the terrible world beyond.  Probably not, though.  Maybe just peanut butter out of the jar tonight.

2011 encapsulated in a list

The year 2011 is to be wrapped up in only two days.  I have taken the cue of every publication ever and created a list of things to insufficiently highlight how my 2011 went.

1. I finally got around to watching Kick-Ass, which contains, as far as I am concerned, Nic Cage's best performance ever.

2. I did so much dogsitting, so much.

None of the dogs looked anything like this.

3. I learned that by getting my boyfriend the toilsome game Dark Souls for his birthday, I have caused unimaginable torment and a grotesque sort of frustration that may follow him into the next two years.

I think this is a special edition cover.

4. I cried over a woman's stupefying decision to give me a mullet haircut against all request and cut it all off in a desperate bid to look like less of a motorbike kid's trashy girlfriend.

It looked like this, but more turd colored.
courtesy: http://kathy.thetorrences.com/

5. Watched the Walking Dead, hated it.  Way to take a great comic and turn it into a cheesy, somehow critically acclaimed show, AMC.  I disliked the writing, but the gore effects crew did a superb job.  Maybe that is why people love it so?

This is just Glenn Danzig looking for baby carrots at a farmer's market.

And those are the five things I did, experienced, or learned this year.  2012 should be so productive.

flood flood flood

As most already know, a giant, dirty flood has thoroughly hydrated most of Thailand.  It was reported in the news and on twitter that this mess was going to leave all but the glittery city of Bangkok in watery ruins.  Artists who were interviewed regarding the disaster mostly held the view that if a flood were to hit Bangkok, they would only have a 50% chance of survival (no joke).  Of course, what was reported turned out to be completely wrong and the putrefied waters have been inching toward the inner city, for all of three weeks now.

The events of the past few weeks have left residents of Bangkok in a frenzy of food, water, and toilet paper hoarding.

I succumbed to this frenzy and purchased a stock of non-perishable items, emergency snacks and water in preparation for what seems to be the end of the world according to twitter.

However, since buying these emergency supplies, I have not been able to resist eating the delicious rice crackers and three minute instaboil noodles that are supposed to keep me alive should the flood wreck my ability to walk two minutes to buy a bag of food.  Oops.

This evidence of my gluttony was captured weeks ago, and the situation remains the same.

flashback to a better snacktime

This radioactive shade of orange is the delightful dust encasing the best snack in all of Malaysia.  I want to eat a bag of these delicious rings of regret right now, but they just aren't available in Bangkok.  Sadface.

no time!

I don't have any of that fancy time stuff right now, but I don't want to be too neglectful of my vanity projects, so here is one and one quarter of a photo negative.  I have a scanner date soon; I will scan the world and everything in it when I have me some of that precious, precious time.

the eye poke

I really need to get organized.  I like having things together where they need to be, looking fly in their coordinated, categorized sections.  Frequently though, my things end up sprawled around while I run around trying to get things done.  When my things are like that for too long, I feel like this is happening:

mangled film

Almost a year ago, I took some photos on a disposie and when I took the film to be developed, the shop almost ruined the whole strip of pictures.  Some photos were saved and they turned out awesome.  I just scanned the negatives and saw the melty warbled mess tonight; here is a selection: