skinny love

valentines day.
i found my unaccounted for valentines day cards.
next year i'm gonna send out a bunch more.
i really enjoy making cards.
and i found that by the last one they became a bit more elaborate than just happy v-day.
with a big fish hook heart in the middle..
maybe i'll start sending out happy birthday cards for each person i know..
when their special day comes around.
valentines day.. was really fun..
i haven't had a romantic day like that in a while..
manuel called me up and i struggled hardxcore to put my hair up into victory rolls.
it was not easy and i feel bad because i hate putting hairspray in my hair but i pumped out the fricken bottle just to keep it up..
i hate the harsh crunchyness that is my hair after that chemical waste but i loved the result..
i must try it again..
i ripped my fav. pair of tights.
and we went walking in westwood..
where we stopped to eat at the stand.
mmmm pickles..
mmmm. crazy potato chips.
so good.
then we kept walking just looking around it was a nicer windy warmer day..
the air was somewhat clean..
we headed over to the cemetery afterward. to visit jimmy stewart and also to see if we can find l.frank baums grave.
we did.
manuel did.
there was a note on his grave as well.
which i read.
i don't remember enough to recite it word for word.
but it basically asked for appraisal in an upcoming project the woman had..
she was working on some sort of film i gather based on what she had wrote..
she thanked him for writing something so great that it stuck with her since she was a child..
the more i think about it the more sweet it becomes..
ashley belton i believe her name was..
so i'm on the look out for a director/producer/writer.
by that name..
i'll keep my eyes open.
so afterward we headed to pasadena where gelato was digested while quick steps were taken over hard concrete..
we headed underground to a music shop where manuel tried and failed to locate a certain book on conducting.
and to another urban outfitters we went..
i enjoy places like pasadena and westwood.
but i don't always enjoy the people..
but meh.
and over to the drive-in afterward.
to check out friday the 13th.
and he's just not that into you..
which makes no sense to me..
why would you place a horror film right next ot a chick flick.
i suppose it's the best of both worlds for a date night..
which i pretty much was..
but usually it's one genre or the other..
you can't have both..
manuel fell asleep in the middle of the second..
nice one bebe..
all in all it was a bunch a fun and some time for much needed walks.
we are leaving soon to nevada.
and my aunt who can be sweet and incredibly unknowledgably annoying at the same time..
informed me that she was indeed as well making a german chocolate cake.
i almost cursed right there.
ugh.
i'm not showing up with a present or card or anything at the moment..
except for that cake and then low and behold she's making one as well.
FUCK.
she told me to make it anyway.
in my head i'm like..
i know there is going to be 8 people but come on two three layer german chocolate cakes in the course of two days..
no way.
i dunno at this point i might just make my carrot cake but i'd really rather not..
i wonder if he likes red velvet cake.
i've been wanting to make one..
maybe a banana cheese cake..
hmmm.
i don't know..
ideas?..
-m
p.s. i've already re-read the 6 and 7 hp books in the past 3 months but i kind of wanna again..
this wait is unfair.