tubes of mascara in my fingers and inky rivers forever

i should be in bed. the cats are. well they don't have to be so smug. i've discovered some new things today. i discovered the strip mall at 2 and blundell. it has a thai restaurant that delivers, a chinese restaurant that delivers, a subway, a golden arches, a safeway, shoppers drugmart, a pet supplies store, a cobbs, a kin's market, a rogers movies AND a bernard cariboo chocolate place. i bought a smattering of chocolates from the cariboo place. i felt connected to my sis in the cariboo so i bought a marzipan chocolate too. and i checked out the pet place. may just get the kitties their new scratching post from there. at cobbs they were having a special. buy any sour dough (not a grumpy doug!) (and they had cranberry sour dough AND walnut sour dough! as well as the regular kind) and a cape seed loaf or some other bread that i didn't care about because i always like to get a sour dough and a cape seed, and it was on sale! so i bought it. and i gathered take out menus and i went home.

we ordered from the thai place. i was quite pleased that edith was so on board with the thai take out plan. i was so ready for her to be all "oh i have my dinner planned" but instead she was all "oh, right on man" which was right down my alley. we got pad thai--of course! and yellow curry because edith favours the pineapple in the curry and yellow has yellow pineapple in it. i never knew this. we also got spring rolls. i told the girl that we were in a basement suite and she challenged me on living in richmond. well she didn't have to be so technical. it's called a basement suite even if there are no basements in richmond. "ground level suite, then" i conceded while edith helpfully contributed "garden suite" even though the girl, i was quite sure, could not hear her.

we watched the office while we snarfed down our food. next time i don't need curry. i only need pad thai. i'm that much of a pad thai fanatic. i should really learn to make it myself, but what if i do? what if i do make it myself, all vulnerable and full of hope and desire and it turns out to be a big fat disappointment? what then? well what then is i either try a different recipe or i go back to ordering. it's not that big a deal. it's not like once you make it yourself you can never order it from a restaurant again. you can do both things and still be a very respectable citizen. it's not like i have to confess to the delivery guy that i tried to make it and failed. he doesn't even need to know! well i feel much better.

i also discovered this website: http://www.booooooom.com/ i read about it in the paper today and actually had my wits about me enough this evening that i remembered to look it up. it's this blog that's all the rage right now. he posts art. photography, drawings, paintings, weird things etc. he posts unknowns as well as knowns. well they're all unknowns to me, frankly. it's super interesting to look at and it's the main reason i'm up past my bedtime. one that i really like is this one: http://www.booooooom.com/2009/12/31/artist-painter-nick-lepard/

ok well my bed has clean laundry on it. what do i do??? there's nothing TO do but take all the clean laundry and pile it on a big heap on my little red chair. and then the next time i want to sit in the little red chair, i'll take the mountainous pile and toss it onto the bed in a wonton, irresponsible un-35-years-old manner. occasionally i'll pick through the pile whether it be on chair or bed and look for something to wear. there's no use in trying to hide these things.