she works hard for the money.

i think i’m in a good mood, even though yesterday i tried to cook dinner for the quillen girls and failed miserably. bettycrocker.com always has these fantastic recipes in their online database (try the guacamole, it’s fabulous daaahling.) and i thought it could never go disgustingly, devastatingly wrong. i mean, the name of the dish is “spicy bucatini pasta” complete with a foreign word, an ethnic reference and an indication that it includes a crapload of calories. unfortunately, either their idea of cooking raw bacon in the sauce is the worst technique known to woman, or my hormone levels plummeted that morning thereby depleting my ability to be a homemaker. it just came out tasting like bacon grease and tomato paste, so i retired my apron for the rest of the summer and offered my uterus up to the gods in defeat.

also yesterday, dina and i were at safeway and we saw the most beautiful man in the world. he was beautiful. he was so beautiful. i tried to peer pressure dina pbs-style into being rash and tactless, just so i could live vicariously through her and have little, beautiful, latino and black, hypothetical, vicarious children with him. she was supposed to walk up to his basket and tell him that he was stunning (because he was!) in her vixen voice, but she decided not to at the last minute. still, i can honestly say that i feel like a better person for having seen this man. i have developed a whole new faith in humanity and the workings of non-genetically-altered reproduction. that’s not why i’m in a good mood, though.

i am getting my first paycheck this thursday and it will be huge. all of you know me well, and therefore you know that if there is one thing that i can’t handle it’s money issues. put me in a room at 9am on the first day of my period to take a final exam that i have done absolutely none of the reading for and turn the thermostat up to 95 degrees with the windows closed, and i will be able to perform under the pressure. but make me live in an apartment with no money for rent and bad credit and i will crack like you wouldn’t believe. but all is well, or will be well thursday, july 21^st at 8am pacific time.

glad to hear we’re all doing well.

love *manda