I had a terrible case of insomnia last night so I stayed up and made a comic. The pictures themselves were taken months ago by Dan, then forgotten, and recently rediscovered. I hope my comic makes you laugh as much as it makes me laugh.
Read the comment Marie left on this picture.
Thank you Marie, your comment made my day!
It's monday morning and I'm reminiscing about my weekend so I thought I'd share.
Dominic and I spent Friday night at Dan's and as tradition would have it we drank way more than planned and had a damn good time doing it. Dave showed up and didn't drink at all I'm sure he told me there was a reason but my memories of the evening are vague. I do remember playing bumper pool and I believe I was on a winning team once or twice. Sadly, I can still recall the flavor of the cider Dan shared with us. A warning for you cider drinkers: never drink Scrumpy's Cider, it tastes like bacon flavored fish juice. After drinking at Dan's place we strolled over to a bar I've been to many times but can never remember the name of. There we bowled and stuck out like sore thumbs in the sea of overdressed, horny, desperate singles. Well Dan and Dave blended in just fine (hehe). After the bar we went back to Dan's where I was content with my current state of intoxication but Dan wouldn't have it. We drank more and played some poker. When I woke up I found something like $17 in my bra and pockets.
Dan, as always, thanks for the good time, good drinks, and fuzzy memories. We should do it again sooner than later.
See pictures from the evening here.
Dominic: "Nicole, you live the life"
Me: "really? why do you say that?"
Dominic: "Because I put toothpaste on your toothbrush everynight"
A statement so simple yet so poignant. My initial reaction was a giggle but as I brushed my teeth I began to think about his words. I really do live the life. This life is not about how shitty or not shitty my job is. Nor is it about how much money we make or how many things we own. This life is measured by the simplest acts of love. And by that measure this life is full.
Dominic, as long as I have you to put toothpaste on my toothbrush I have everything.
Sorry I haven't had a lot to post about lately but the issues du jour cannot be discussed in a public forum. Sorry for the vagueness call me for details.
There may not be much of my real life I can discuss right now but I'll tell you about the strange dream I had. I really don't know how my brain produces these things.
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Dominic and I are at a highschool pep rally. After it ends everyone is leaving the building as we get outside we notice all of the people ahead of us are looking behind us. People are getting out of there cars and pointing to the sky. They're all yelling something about waking up the ancient god. We turn around and see this 500 foot tall egyptian-ish statue walking toward us. Everyone is yelling "he has the ancient golden joo (like juice without the "ce")". We see that he is carrying this big urn and he's sprinkling the contents of it on people. When they get sprinkled it turns them into cute, fuzzy, blue goats. Dominic and I look at eachother and simultaneously say "we better run before he turns us into goats." So we book it and the dream ends.
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Did you know that there are only two choices available on TV at 4am on Sunday? I'm not usually up at 4am on sundays but saturday was a particularly long night. After partying all night I just wanted to soak in some TV before hitting the sack. I was suprised and disappointed to discover that each channel was trying to sell me either Jesus or junk. Jesus or Junk? I chose sleep.
Did you know there's a supermarket designed for mexicans?! If not read on and I'll tell you all about it.
The other day Dominic and I were watching the spanish channel when a commercial came on for Avanza "La tienda que te ayuda ahorrar" (the store that helps you save). So we succumbed to the advertising masters. (We are weak.)
We get there in only five minutes but I swear we crossed the border somewhere. Inside, Dominic suddenly became a minority and even though I'm not white I didnt look like I belonged there either. Regardless, we shopped around and found many great treasures. The first were the avocados. Sure there are avocados at your regular grocer but there they usually cost $1-$2 each, but here they're only 45 cents!! The cost of the yummy, ripe peaches was significantly lower too! Throughout the store were authentic mexican foods that you usually only find confined to one portion of one isle called "Ethnic foods" or "mexican and chinese foods." Dominic was in heaven when he found a wall full of various hot sauces. We were both amazed when we found our favorite find of all: Pepsi. We don't normally drink soda but this one was special. You see in Mexico they recycle glass bottles, as in they just clean and refill them. So in the mexican supermarket there's all these really old soda bottles that have been recycled so much they're all scratched and chipped. It was so cool we had to buy one (see photo below). The neatest part of it all was that up at the checkout area they had a live Mariachi band! My roots have been nourished.