My boyfriend slept in a black sweater and black sweatpants last night. Strange and cute.
I figured it was high time to get rid of my old theme (Striking, un-responsive) and put together something more… 2015 (though the watercolor bouquet in the header bothers me a little because it’s so 2014 wedding invitation).
I’ll also be undergoing a long overdue blog overhaul. Can you believe Ditz Revolution has been around since 2006?! I’m reluctant to delete old entries because I like how I can easily access a good chunk of the last nine years, but I’m definitely going to privatize a bunch of crap that I find irrelevant. I was going through my drafts the other day and saw I had stuff typed up from 2008 that I never got around to publishing! That turned out to be a good thing because they were supes embarrassing.
It still needs a lot of tweaking and fixing, which I’ll get to this weekend. I can’t wait to breathe new life into this dumb old blog!
I’m bringing back What I Ate Wednesdays! I’ve always enjoyed documenting my meals via WIAW and I don’t know why I stopped. Most people probably won’t/don’t care, but I do and that’s all that matters!
Salted almonds and seedless grapes. I never have time to eat in the mornings before leaving for work so I usually just grab whatever’s at home and wait until I get to the office to have breakfast. I actually end up having brunch most days.
I had a very shallow epiphany last Saturday night: I was sitting in the shadows at TxF, hoping no one would bother me because I just wanted to drink in silence. I opened a fresh pack of cigarettes and realized that I no longer smacked the pack upside down to, well, pack the tobacco— a habit I’ve had since I bought my very first pack of cigarettes over a decade ago. Friends and I even had dumb packing contests!
(I know, I know: smoking is The One Bad Habit I should leave behind. I eventually will.)
It’s silly, but I felt a little more grown-up realizing I had left behind a habit of my youth. This led me to think of other “bad habits” that I’ve dumped.
Last night, Joey and I were sitting on his bedroom floor stuffing our faces with salsa and Tostitos and listening to Bob Marley as a joke. We were both deep in our thoughts until Joey broke the silence between us when he burst out laughing, spraying chewed up corn chips all over me.
Tell me I’m not the only one these things happen to.
Blog, Inc.: Blogging for Passion, Profit, and to Create Community by Joy Cho. Okay, not currently currently since I just got it on the Kindle five minutes ago.