Monday, January 26, 2009

back on the strip

Well, my initial plan was to hit up the Fencing Academy of Phildelphia today.

But then I remembered: Julia, you have not washed nor worn your gear in... jeepers. 5 years.

I tried it on. It is quite snug. I weighed about 10 lbs less in college.

Also, my gear is ripe. That is disgusting, but it is true. And it must be air-dried. So I will be hitting up the Academy on Wednesday.

In the mean time, I need to lose some paunch, and fast.

Celery diet?

Saturday, January 03, 2009


Yes, cleaning.

It is a super rare occasion when I feel like I am actually living in my own filth. That occasion is now.

Damien and I are not tidy people. In fact, you might call us slobs. I would certainly call myself a slob. Maybe he is not. He is more fastidious. He just makes piles. Also, the cats have basically vomited on every square inch of my floor. Also, my terrible IKEA dresser, which is broken in several ways, is exploding. So I am deep-cleaning today. Even more than when I basically threw out everything in my bathroom.

I am now One Of Those People Who Rents A Carpet Shampooer. Dog knows this place needs it. I am almost curious to find out the difference between the color that it is and the color that it should be. I am thinking "A Huge One, You Disgusting Lady".

Julia's apartment. Where every day is like garbage day.