Steph! Did you get something from me yesterday?

But we all know that I'm married to the person with the smallest range of acceptable food on the planet.

Wait, you're married to my in-laws? What does that make us, anyway? In-laws in law?

Thai food is divine.

So is paneer, which I keep meaning to try to make.

Steph! Did you get something from me yesterday?

Not unless your name is Coldwater Creek. Did you send it to my work addy?

I like eggs. Actually, I love eggs.

I hear the first blush of romance is nice. I remain firm in my belief that I will never ever ever experience it, ever again.

My seasonal depression is worse this year than it has been in a few years. I keep going from Non-Functional to Relatively Human and back again a few times over the course of a day. The roller-coastering is making me feel like a Cepheid star. (Go look it up if you don't know what that is. It's my attempt to be erudite.)

Many things to do before Halloween party tonight:

paint fingernails
bake punkin bread
iron apron
polish shoes
work out
nap
elevate mood
call M. to decline corn maze invitation for tonight
shower, etc.

Not in that order.

I took the car in to a place I've had work done before. The squealing is actually a warning sensor that goes off when the brake pads are less than 50%. Go team Honda for that! However, evidentally the last time the brake pads were changed the rotors weren't so now I need new rotors as well.

Total cost: $380. Over half of that is the rotors. I had to fall back on the Bank of Dad, which I hate, but it would take me a while to get that money and I want to get this fixed before it gets worse.

We are off to a wedding this afternoon. This is the one where my cousin is marrying the chick I don't like. I have promised to be on good behaviour - but I'm feeling rather ornery right now and am plotting little ways to make her life miserable.

after reading the curry debate, I now wish to have curry. All of it. All your curry belongs to me. I think it may cause me to plead for the Indian buffet in Davis (at Namaskar) as opposed to Redbones BBQ. (If I'm out of here before the buffet shuts down (at 3pm)

And I like Thai too. And eggs. And oatmeal! t runs away

Alas, today I am work, which is why I am planning Somerville lunches in my head.

I love curry. My mom makes slammin curry. YUMMMMMMM.

Cutie funny Mal.

Dylan and I both like Thai food. In general, I'm all about sweet-savory combinations--I hate raisins in desserts, but love them in broccoli salad, love all the classic pork-and-apple combos, etc.

But we all know that I'm married to the person with the smallest range of acceptable food on the planet.

Raq's married to me? Yay!

Ooh, I want curry too. Only I want the curry my mother makes, which for some reason I can never manage to get. There's coconut in it, I think.

Uh... they can't take that away from me?

Hee. That's exactly what I was thinking.

Now I'm tempted to go through that song and see what fits. Let's do it!

The way you wear your hat

She doesn't wear hats often, though sometimes, when she's cold enough, she does put a hood on and cinch it tight. She looks just exactly as stupid as everybody else in the world that cinches a hood tight around her face, but if she grins out of it it's the most adorable thng eve. Also, she has a way with putting her hair up that amazes me - she can crawl out of bed, her hair can be everwhere, and use two little clippy things to put it up in this sensible way that perfectly frames her face, in no time, with seemingly no effort.

The way you sip your tea

She drinks hot drinks - tea, coffee, hot cocoa, whatever - with a straw. It's interesting.

The memory of all that / No they can't take that away from me

The way your smile just beams

She has a few smiles that I adore. The first is the "stop, you're embarassing me!" smile, which comes when you compliment her or make fun of her in a fun, teasing manner. She points her face downwards a little, grins sheepishly showing her top teeth, and looks up with her eyes. Glorious.

The second smile is the "little bit hyper, thus in a good mood" smile. Generally caused by chemical means - sugar or caffeine, lack of sleep, low adderall dosage, these hyper moods are an experience, and keeping up is hard but exciting. Skipping is common. So is singing. And the smile brims with mischief and fun.

The final smile is the rarest, the newest, and my favorite. It's the "I really like you" smile, and it appears exactly when you would think - when we're cuddling, holding hands, and generally being schmoopy. Open, trusting, and genuinely happy to be near me. I like to think my returning smile is exactly the same..

The way you sing off key

She does do this. Whatsmore, when she sings she puts on this strange warble thing that I can't explain. It's like she's uncomfortable singing in her own, real voice, so she sings in a false one. It's very fun - yesterday, we were walking down the street singing songs from "Fiddler on the Roof" for no obvious reason.

The way you haunt my dreams / No they can't take that away from me.

Duh.Skipping the bridge, as it has no qualities, really.

The way you hold your knife.

Okay, nothing special about how she holds her silverware, but "knife" has brought up something vital. During high school and college, she worked for a company called Vector Marketing, which basically ran the direct sales area of Cutco. Started as a salesperson, and was fantastic at it (sometimes she randomly goes into a sales pitch. She's very, very persuasive.) and then moved on to management, which she loved. The outcome, of course, is that this 110 pound, 5 foot 5, occasionally awkward, clumsy girl is constantly talking about knives, and "knife meetings," and "knife people," which has a strange, disconcerting effect. Even more so since she can't cook, so you wonder what she uses these knives FOR.

The way we danced 'til three

We haven't had time to go dancing, but it's on the list of things to do over break. We have done math 'til three, if that counts.

The way you changed my life / No! They can't take that away from me.

Everybody I love changes my life. This one has the potential to do it quite a lot. She's a stimulator, often engaging me in intellectual discussions the like of which i haven't had a reason to have in years - philosophical, ethical, personal, and, of course, religious. The fact that we share career aspirations leads to a whole different ground for discussion and thought. Even if the relationship ended today (please no) I'd be permanently affected by her - if nothing else because I'm sure we'd remain friends - but I think we're more likely to get more serious before we break up. I hope so anyway. If she feels close to as good about (continued...)