Nutrition is a hobby of mine.

Eventually, I'm going to go back to college and finish my bachelors. I'm going to major in nutrition. I need all of this to make more sense!

2 weeks time

I don't think I should post something so personal here but I really don't want to be telling the story to people individual when they ask "WTF happened?" I'm actually really pissed off about the whole situation so I don't want to talk about it. So, if you don't understand what I'm getting at here let me say it plainly: Don't ask.

Working out

I start working with a personal trainer today. This is crazy serious, y'all.

And the scale says!

I stepped on the scale after a long weekend in Las Vegas. I was shocked by the results. I tried several times and moved the scale around but it was true. I lost 2 pounds since last week.

How not to hit on girls

A little word of advice to gentlemen looking for a lady friend at the club. Do not randomly walk up to a woman and grab her hips and start dry humping her without even making eye contact first. I did not want to scream and threaten violence on my birthday. Just because I'm dancing doesn't mean I will welcome what is basically sexual assault. Remember no means no and you can get maced if you don't ask.

Happy Happy Birthday Birthday

Today is Cira's birthday! Happy birthday Cira! If I had the space to make you a cake this big, I would. Then you would end up in a diabetic coma but the process would be quite enjoyable.

Tomorrow is my birthday. I am exactly 366 days younger than Cira. This drawing took me a lot longer than normal so by the time I finished what is here, I was too lazy to draw party guest.

Blah, I don't feel pretty

I feel like a bloated beached whale.

The suburbs

I don't run into as many characters as I did when I lived in the "university" suburb. I live in the "raise a family and the majority of people are Mormon" suburb now.  It's strange what 3 miles difference can make.

On another note, don't forget to share this blog with your friends.

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, I was in a shitty relationship.  I bought this dude a puppy and she ended up not being to into him so Leela ended up being my dog and he got his own.  I always said, when the puppies were grown, I would take them out on my skates and have them pull me around the neighborhood.   When they got to be grown up, I tried to take them out on my skates. My stupid partner told me that the dogs couldn't handle it and I was too heavy. About a year later, he and I both witnessed a single dog about half Leela's size, drag around one of my teammates on her skates. I said, "Hey look at her and her wiener dog! I can do that with two corgis!" He pointed out that she was much smaller than me and still would not let me take the dogs out on skates.  We broke up last September but, I still did not do many of the things he didn't want me doing. I don't know if I was afraid to or if it was just habit but last week I crossed one of the things I was never allowed to do off my list. I let Leela drag me around the neighborhood.  She could do it on her own, even without Naru helping her. I was not too heavy. We both loved it. Although I doubt he reads my blog, I have words for him.


Suck it, douche bag.

It was a rough weekend

So I'm posting on a Sunday.  

This reminds me that I have to go buy a new helmet and mouthguard. A concussion points out that one or both of those have gone bad.

S'mores

The Sausage needs to be bigger

"Come on dog, you can reach it. You can do it. Turn out that light! I'm already comfortable here. I wish Leela was taller."

In the age of the internet

There is only one non-family member that I hang out with that I did not meet through the internet or roller derby and that one person is Niko. I met him at culinary school.

I hardly knew him

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Dan was a friend of a friend to me. I knew of him and saw him around every now and then but he was not someone I would say that I knew. I still feel sorrow.  I'm still in disbelief that this happened. I don't know how to deal with this. How does one deal with the death of someone she barely knew? I guess this little post in a blog is the only way I know how to pay tribute to him.  I didn't realize that someone that I was so loosely connected to could have such an impact on me.

To the people that knew him:
Believe me when I say you have my deepest condolences. I wish I could do more to comfort you all.

To the people that know me:
I love you. I really do in some form or another. Know this. Know that someone cares about you.

Sincerely,
Nico

It's ok to be imaginary

Due to scheduling conflicts and/or illness, Cira has not had a chance to meet my boyfriend.  With that knowledge, I'm going to let you figure out what is going on in this drawing.

Millions of dollars

This is what I turn into...

...when I hear Phil Collins.  I just. get. so. ANGRY. NICO SMASH! 

RAWR! KILL THE RADIO!  SET IT ON FIRE! SMASH!

Dreaming of Spring

This was a dream I had during a nap. Except, in my dreams, Michael always has blue rimmed glasses but in reality he does not.

I just saw a great skirt

A Sunday night special:

I'm a sucker for vintage style but it's very hard to find for my body shape and in my price range.  I then try to make some of the simpler patterns adjusted to my measurements, but a lack of sewing skill usually deters me from finishing. I stop for a few months, then an ad for a vintage dress catches my eye and the cycle starts over again. I just saw a great skirt, noticed I have a lot of random fabric, went over to the sewing machine and saw I still had a mangled project in there from a few months ago. It was still stuck and I still couldn't get it out.