The Daily Sabs

i think my body is immune to the tussin. i woke myself up in the middle of the night coughing up a lung. randall annexed himself to the living room, and i coughed myself back to sleep. so tonight i'm uppin' the dose.

so here's one for your health.

Katie S. once told me that. It's sort of a ridiculous statement, but before you pass judgment, let me just say, it's actually pretty sound advice. Notice all my hair is dry even though I was just out in the rain.

In other news, i really love the rain.

ps. i swear this hat is black and not purple, but now i'm having second thoughts

i've had a bit of trip fever lately. i just want to hop on a plane and jet off somewhere.

sadly, the economy doesn't seem to agree with these notions, and so i just have to revel in my old trinkets instead. this particular hat came from a trip to iceland. sure it's kitschy and stereotypical, but i love love love it. and i might add, it does keep my head quite warm.

ps. it's difficult to see the frizz in this photo, but believe it or not i took the effort to blowdry and straighten my hair this morning! *sigh*

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!

yes, i wore this hat to work on public transportation. and yes, i continued to wear it while in the office (it was freezing in there today!). and yes, i am 30. and yes, i know this is the reason my mom's friends say that samshrew has a more sophisticated style than i do. and yes, i made weird noises while taking these pictures (it was something between a hiss and a growl, i only gave it 75%).

and no, i am not in a cast, those are lacy fingerless gloves and everyone thinks it's a cast and with some forethought i probably would have bought a different color. and no, i am not really in the woods, those are weird decorative pieces of wood that i put in our foyer.

and no, i am not ashamed of myself. i mean, you only wish you had this bear hat.

ps. when i open my mouth to do a fake yell or scream, my tongue always presses up against the roof of my mouth (this is the underside you're looking at). that's weird, no?

Sadly, the answer to that question is no for both of us (that's Annie in the background). And yet here we are, flipping through a bunch of 7" records like it's 1997 (or is that 1977 - which it just might be based on my outfit). Anyone need some Cupid Car Club?

oh and all those CDs in the background? folks still buy those too. isn't that novel?

ps. it was nice to meet you Annie's pal Matt

pps. go to Alembic, they have great drinks, and then stop and check out all the fun art currently at Giant Robot. it's great fun.