Showing posts with label pasta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pasta. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Headache blues

Yep. I have one of those killer weather-change headaches. My mom gets them, too. So I was being really mean to people without meaning to. Sorry, mom.

The aspirin has taken the edge off, but I still have that annoying throb. But, at around 11:00, I can take another one. Huzzah.

Since no one had planned dinner, we ordered pasta from a local Italian restaurant. I love their pasta. So lovely. I got my usual fettuccine alfredo, mom got her usual gnocchi with picante sauce... is that how you spell it? Picante?

Well, spellcheck says no, but the substitute words don't seem right either. And I actually spelled fettucine wrong. lol.

I think I overate. I'm feeling awfully bloated, but that may be from all that butter in the sauce. Man, that sauce is rich! And there's so much sauce that I always soak up some of it with bread. Yum.

Since I'm feeling like a self-indulgent girl, I'm gonna put up a cool YouTube video.

First, the colour video. According to the info for this one, this was the original video, but Joan Jett didn't like how her red suit looked on video, so they decided to change it to black and white.



And here's the black and white one.




Personally, I think she looked good in the colour video.

And finally... one of my many favourite songs... Ballroom Blitz by The Sweet. YEAH!!!!!!!!!


Saturday, September 20, 2008

Late night reading

Either late last night or early this morning I read Twilight and listened to The Legends of Classic Rock. Normally it's on Sunday nights and replayed on the following Saturday morning, but last night/this morning, they played parts one and two of the Pink Floyd story to honor Richard Wright's life.

Once again, the music fit well with the story. I was reading the part where Bella and Edward are eating dinner at the Italian restaurant. I normally don't read at night, but I decided to try aiming my flashlight at one spot so that I'd have enough light. It worked. I had enough light to read by, plus I had my duvet over me to keep me warm. The music soothed me, too.

I'm kinda mad at myself because I didn't pick up the phone in time a moment ago. I had music on up here and didn't here the phone ringing until it was on the last ring and going to the answering machine. Luckily, it was just the library.

I think I'll go heat up some leftover pasta that I spied in the fridge. 'Scuse me.