Zugenia's Procrastination Salon

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2009-12-05T10:02:53Z

18:09 I am going to juice all the fruit, heat it up, and put whiskey in it. Hello, Friday night. #

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2009-12-04T10:01:34Z

13:54 Papers, grade thyselves! #

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No sir.

2009-12-04T09:50:53Z

So I finally dredged up out of the depths of my brain the set of lyrics from Peter Pan's "I Won't Grow Up" that had been eluding me—

'Cause growing up is awfuller
Than all the awful things that ever were
I'll never grow up
Never grow up
Never grow uh-up...
No sir!

—and they have been running though my head ever since. KILL ME.

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2009-12-02T10:01:44Z

08:07 Canadians keep asking me whether I shopped over American Thanksgiving. Are they making fun of me? #

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Tuesday morning.

2009-12-01T13:58:21Z

Slept well until 6am, at which point I woke up, cleaned the kitchen, and threw all the roots in the house—potatoes, sweet potatoes, beets, onions, carrots, ginger—into a soup. Maybe later I'll toss all the things that grow on trees into the juicer. I know, right? My life: try to keep up.

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2009-11-26T10:04:02Z

00:10 Made it home to NYC. My parents have wine and cable, i.e. access to Craig Ferguson. I love Thanksgiving. #

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MUPPETS 4EVER.

2009-11-25T15:48:21Z

That is all.

I <3 predators.

2009-11-25T04:05:06Z

This video has been making the rounds, and it you haven't watched it yet, you really should. Unless you are a penguin. I promise it is not gory, only heartwarming. Unless you are a penguin.

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2009-11-24T10:00:19Z

14:38 In today's episode of When Comfort Foods Attack, I burn my thumb with delicious cajun tomato soup. #

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Nightmares.

2009-11-23T23:09:34Z

last night I dreamt I discovered little white bubble-like growths all down the lefthand side of my face and neck and across my shoulders and on my scalp and when I popped them giant ants crawled out and I thought, This is what I get for eating rice grown from found seeds

and then a nemesis challenged me to a karaoke showdown and the KJ didn't have any of the songs I requested, NOT A SINGLE ONE

and everyone was waiting

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2009-11-23T10:01:10Z

13:19 If I can get through these essays, I shall be rewarded with chili and Foyle's War. #
15:16 Canadian drugstores are filled with brands I remember from my childhood. Dristan, anyone? #
17:25 Listening to a 10th-grade teacher tell someone he's been in Starbucks since 9am marking 169 math tests. I so prefer my own job. #

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2009-11-22T10:00:21Z

15:58 Hello, bloody mary. #

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2009-11-21T10:00:28Z

10:26 Daisy's new favorite game = dropping her slobbery Kong in my lap, right on my laptop keyboard. #

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Why?

2009-11-20T17:09:57Z

Courtesy of jesus is love:

I am many of these things, but none more so than HIGH FULLUTENT.

Bag monsters!

2009-11-18T17:01:19Z

This is so cool.

Thanks to Laine for the share!

Dreams.

2009-11-17T16:47:52Z

a kickball game is underway in a swamp and the alligators have been trained to catch the ball in their jaws and stand up on the water and drop-kick the ball back to land but this one which is unnaturally large (are we sure they are alligators? they may be supernatural creatures, and in any case they are frightening) keeps running up to reclaim the ball so that he is essentially playing kickball with himself

and haruki murakami is giving a lecture on something like globalization and identity and there is a huge audience and we are separated from him by a fence, he is actually in the swamp and occasionally retrieves a stray kickball and tosses it back to the alligators, and a girl comes up to me and asks when he is going to talk about asian american literature and i am trying to explain that althought this lecture isn't really about that she will probably find it of interest anyway but she turns away from me and yells MURAKAMI WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT CHINESE FOOD and he actually gives her a direct reply which is something like it can be very delicious in his experience

my view is blocked by three unnaturally large young chinese men who smell of old sweat and i realize how hot it's been

and then you remind me that we have to finish our training so we turn to page 115 of the manual and the next section involves singing directly into the kiosk or Training Machine and it has become nighttime

i am shaky at first but the songs on page 115 are all soft rock classics that for some reason i know quite well and this one is a duet called "quaaludes of tears" as if a quaalude were a measure of tears

i wake up with the tune of this nonexistent song still in my head

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2009-11-17T10:00:14Z

10:38 Will someone do my job for me today? #
21:00 A ghost just opened the closet door. #

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2009-11-11T10:00:28Z

09:52 If canned soup for breakfast is wrong, I don't want to be right. #

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2009-11-07T10:01:29Z

14:55 TCM is showing a movie acted entirely by dogs in costumes. I am not making this up. yfrog.com/0qsnbj #

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2009-11-06T10:01:39Z

15:54 Ottawa! #

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2009-11-05T10:04:42Z

11:07 Had a sonogram of my swollen neck. Now convinced I am incubating aliens in there. #
18:35 let's go baseball (boom boom boom-boom-boom) #
22:47 Matsui-san for MVP!! #
23:16 I love these guys. #

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YANKEES WIN!

2009-11-05T05:08:53Z

P.S. Goji-san for MVP!

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2009-11-04T10:01:20Z

10:58 Daisy clearly cannot survive on only one person walking her each day. She has now eaten her last leash. #

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2009-11-03T10:01:09Z

12:15 I am so mad at my face right now. #
19:16 Daisy ate my glasses. #
19:17 I don't even know where the remains are. I just found her calmly chewing on a mangled arm. #

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2009-11-02T10:01:01Z

19:16 It is entirely impossible that I have mumps, right? #

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