adulthood sucks

Tom Waits doesn't want to grow up, and neither do I. I mean, driving and being able to eat whatever you want for breakfast is nice, but I have had way too much grown up crap to deal with lately. Today I participated in that age-old maturity ritual, Visiting A Lawyer. So many rules! So many funny names for everything! Plus, I've been mired in the hell that is applying to grad school, complete with financial-anxiety-induced sleep loss and throwing application materials across the room. At least as a child tantrums weren't accompanied by existential* crisis.

Thank god we adults are able to procure copious amounts of alcohol and chocolate.

*Get a job, buddy!

belated thanksgiving recap

A much-belated list of highlights from my favorite non-religious holiday that also kind of commemorates genocide, or racism, or something.

-Homemade salmon pate!
-Dr. Sis says you're not supposed to use hyrogen peroxide on your boo-boos anymore. Mom says: back to the mud-and-leaves method.
-Dad to existentialists: "Get a job, buddy!"
-According to Dick, the Celebration Roast was delish.
-Arsenic and Old Lace