groceries

i was going to write a blog about how i know how to cook a few things and can't buy groceries beyond what i know how to cook. but instead, i could spend the time learning a new recipe. except, oh well. too late.

other things i intended to cover:

high school weird girl, with huge mustache. way bigger than the mustache i have today.

the garden in greenpoint is a stupid place with stupid hipsters.

a polish girl who was 15 was giving me attitude at the drugstore where i was buying mustache bleach, possibly for accidentally looking at her boyfriend. i found this surprising, as i was buying mustache bleach.

i saw a really fat guy on the g train.

i don't like it when people look at me in a rude or obnoxious manner. it's like, mind your own business, retard. where do you think you are going to get with that?

my boss is a very whisical guy. i asked him to indicate which 40 of 200 distribution points he wanted me to put on this ad, and when his assistant delivered his answer to me, it was "Put Everything." he's just kind of whisical like that. it's funny, like living in a satire. our promotional holiday party has a name: "Magic Party." huh? well, whatever.

tracy morgan is cooler than alec baldwin. black people are sometimes cooler than white people.

someone made fun of nina lalli in a letter to the village voice today. that girl went to my college. the first time i saw her i got sort of freaked out. she was wearing huge hot pink feather earrings and a tight t-shirt that said "lush shiksa" and designer jeans that probably cost about $400. she had the most intense, 80s aesthetic designer jeans i had ever seen in my life. i hate sometimes how i went to school with shitty rich kids who had such nice clothes that they make you feel like you weren't good enough or something. anyway, they made fun of her for being racist in an article she wrote about food.