I lost interest in nightclubbing years ago.

This is totally me. I think I did enough nightclubbing in my late teens and early twenties that I'm so over it.

I heard somewhere the reason that my neighbourhood doesn't have rail is because Beverly Hills wouldn't let anyone go underneath them -- is that true?

No, they think everyone is already beneath them.

But, in truth, I'd heard it was actually something to due with the Fairfax area. The Metro Rail system is like the LA-sized version of Social Security. The political hot potato no one wants to hold for very long.

In related news, the War of the New BH Hotel is cracking my shit up. I can't believe people are spending this much money on ads. And not just ads! Smear ads! It's too funny.

Kat, I just went to the Container Store web site, and I even more cannot come to Pasadena. My head would explode with the wanting of everything. Just thinking of the stoneware butter dish makes me fluttery. I have a weakness.

I saw this, and thought of you.

The new kitchen has much more counter space and cabinetry. I can't wait to organise, but shopping at that store now would be counterproductive.

What you should go to do is register at Container Store for housewarming. Which is a nicer way of say marriage is not yet imminent.

LOVE that box. Also cute butter dish.

The Container Store causes great desire.

What's the war about exactly, Kristen?

Speaking of money I can't believe people spend -- are billboards like personal web sites here in LA? I've never seen so many personal billboards anywhere before.

I adore nightclubbing. I like loud music and frantic people and disappearing into same. Couldn't tell you the last time I went, though.

Which is a nicer way of say marriage is not yet imminent.

Not nicer enough to prevent my mother from telepathically noticing and killing something.

Discover is giving me extra money back for shopping at places like the Container Store next month. I'm amused.

I couldn't go to Lush tomorrow (I know, I know, I wasn't officially invited anyway) because we are going to the Aquarium with Franny's friend Sophie tomorrow. Woo hoo!

Not nicer enough to prevent my mother from telepathically noticing and killing something.

For the record, Dr. ita's Mom, I did not say that marriage was an impossibility. Nor did I say it was an improbility. I just said it's not happening soon.

Oh don't worry, Kat, ita's mom kills things all the time. Right ita?

This just in: orange buttercream frosting = best thing ever.

(Used the easy vanilla buttercream recipe in CI, subbing in about a tablespoon and a half of fresh zest and a dash of organic orange extract.)

Wish the damn cupcakes were done and cooled so I could frost and eat.

as long as it's not me, Burrell, I'm good.

the aquarium sounds like such fun. Are you going to Cabrillo or Long Beach?