For a long ass day and even a longer bus ride–damn the Spice Girls causing all the jam in Downtown LA during rush hour–all I need are some Bs. Brandon. Beer. Bacon (Applewood Smoked) and Brown Butter tortellinis. Much more going on in my head. But I’m not going to get into that today. Like I said, Long. Ass. Day....
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The obvious joy of the Trojans spanking the fucla bruins and that we are heading to the Rose Bowl was only the beginning. What did I do immediately after the game? Well, aside from posting the last item. I hopped in the car and headed out to Nhien’s at G-dale for girls night in, celebrating our friendship and my birthday. For once, I got to show up and do nothing. Haha! Amy brought the booze. Nhien provided noshables. Eva made pasta. The main event, the Italian rolled meatloaf by Celeste. Did I mention that Amy brought the booze? We started...
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Hell yes....
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1201070916.jpg Originally uploaded by theoakmonster. Alas! My breakfast. Homemade cinnamon roll French toasts topped/filled with whipped cream, strawberries, blueberries, raspberries and banana slices, drizzled with Kahlua and sprinkled with almond slices. I soooo heart Gaffey Street Diner. 🙂...
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All good little Trojans should brush up on fucla Fight Song this night. High up in the hills of Westwood Sprawled offensive to the eye Lies a Cal extension campus Known as Westwood High (High! High! High!) Home of all the Bruin bear cubs UGLY is its name The student body’s vile The football team’s a pile and the campus is a shame! U (clap clap clap) G (clap clap clap) L (clap clap clap) Y (clap clap clap) U-G-L-Y Eat My Shorts! Now, the elusive (and offensive) verse #2 and even lesser known #3. Personally, I know verse #2...
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My mom would’ve been today....
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