because you have taken up the seating space of three and a half people by spreading out objects which you are not actually using. You are not saving these seats for others, and you have placed more of your things on the adjacent stools so that others may not even move them to other tables in order to sit on them.
You also seem to have no ambivalence whatsoever about doing this. The next time someone complains to me about how the youngs are destroying the fabric of society with their texting and my-face-ing, I'm going to think of you, middle-aged-white-lady who can't be bothered to put on real person clothing and has to reschedule all her afternoon presentations because she's "so overwhelmed." Yeah, that 11 o'clock quiche and latte are real overwhelming.
(The coffee seems to have done nothing for my mood today.)
fortified bow-tie pasta + sautéed [onions + garlic + firm tofu + spinach + mushrooms + tomato basil sauce] = this unappetizing photo of a very appetizing meal 80% of this was cooked in cast iron frying pan.
I didn't use as much chili powder as I usually do, or as many vegetables. Fideo is one of my favourite dishes, and I think it's generally very underrated.
Yesterday afternoon I had to relocate a very small walking stick insect from my office back to the outdoors. It did not have survival skills - it was trying to get to the outside through the window, and although it went quickly into the box it took about three or four minutes to get it to go out of the box and into the gardens.
At one point it did its 'I am a leaf on the wind!' thing, but seeing as how it was on top of a cardboard box instead of a plant and there was no wind at the time, the impression wasn't very convincing. This is okay, as walking stick insects are one of the types of bugs that I actually really like. This wasn't one of your more scraggly interesting looking walking stick bugs; it was really more of a green line with some other green lines and a lot of brown lines.
Unfortunately, I have no photo. I will now go back to working on my report thing.
Here is what I originally meant to post: I am in Chicago and you are (probably) not! It is exciting. Also, I have gone to Promontory Point in the Hyde Park neighbourhood to look at the downtown skyline from the edge of the lake, and it is really cool if you're like me and enjoy buildings.
Here is what I have posted, after the jump: Back in February I wrote a short, not very well filled out post on an article in the New York Times by Daphne Merkin which bothered me. The article was 'Butch Fatale.' Recently, someone left a short comment which bothered me almost as much as the article did, and my reply ended up being rather more in depth than I had intended it to be. The comment and my reply are both after the jump.
For some reason, Sarah Palin's crazy words as read by William Shatner actually sort of make sense to me as poetry. I'm not sure if this is because of my geek love for William Shatner, or if I maybe sort of need professional help.
Also, in news of my (inner thirteen year old girl's) unforgivably dorky celebrity crush on Rachel Maddow - in my head I totally freaked out for like twenty seven seconds over the blue poindexters. Blue!
Sometimes I can't stand myself. I might come back later and make this post friends-only.
EDIT: No, instead I have come back and added video.
and it looks like JJ Abrams attacked my face with a lens flare. I'm not sure it can actually be used to identify me - I suppose I'll find out when I try to go to Chicago in a couple of weeks.
WIDGETIZE