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Last night I went to a party.


I mean, of course I did. I go to a lot of parties. But most of them are thrown by friends of mine, and are pretty low-key: bonfires in backyard and barbeques and the like.


But this time, I went a party through a website. It was a cocktail party, and we were instructed to dress to the nines and come on down to a fabulously expensive downtown apartment. I knew no one, but— you can’t be afraid of new people, right?


In which disaster strikes! )
diaphenia: (April)
Last night [livejournal.com profile] throwingpens and I went out and met up with my some of my real life friends.

"beta? What's that?" )
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Let's all post baby pics! 
 
Here be babies )
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  1. Coffee. Ick. It tastes like unhappy chalk.
  2. Artificial cherry flavoring. I wasn't sick often as a child, but if I was, I got a spoonful of something that has made artifical cherry flavor hell to me.
  3. Actual cherries. 
  4. Maraschino cherries. The only exception to this is when I am drunk. [End of cherry- related subset.] 
  5. Cream cheese. Why would you eat that.
  6. Yogurt. It's all slimy and I just can't.
  7. Sour cream. The warning is right there in the name. And how do you know it went bad?
  8. Nuts. I can eat them if they are ground up, but chunks? Sometimes people bake them into otherwise lovely baked goods and I get twitchy. [note: peanuts don't count. They are legumes.]
  9. Cottage cheese. I get a little nauseated just typing that out, actually. There are chunks-- I can't continue
  10. Parmesan cheese in a can. Stop that. Fresh is amazing. 
  11. Stuffing. If I wanted to eat wet bread, I would.
  12. Cranberry sauce. I appreciate the iconic look of this on a table, but don't actually eat it. 
  13. Yams. I am not into holidays, as a general rule, so you can imagine how much I hate Thanksgiving. [end of Thanksgiving- related subset]
  14. Pickles. Obviously. 
Fin. 

Edited to add: coconut. 


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Last night was an amazing thing, and I’m glad I went. And I wouldn’t have done it without tumblr, who encouraged me whole-heartedly.

I went to the Liar’s Club, a bar that was hosting a viewing party for Untouchable: Drew Peterson. I live in Chicago, home of Drew Peterson, so the viewing party was not completely out of left-field. I didn’t bring a friend, since I want to live-blog the whole thing and I couldn’t come up with a reason why I was both going to bring someone and yet ignore them. And I almost never go to bars alone; I’d rather give a speech naked, so this is only the second time ever.


I'm untouchable.... )

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