We made seared scallops with an orange beurre blanc over israeli couscous. That’s about the most advanced thing we’ve made in the past year (we both work really long hours and my dinner is usually toast), but it was our anniversary so something special!

I’m usually high off my ass on xanax on flights so that I don’t have a panic attack, which ODDLY doesn’t really get me in the mood...

Yup, the only one I’ve ever even screenshotted was one of me on the bike. All of the running photos make me look like I never bend my legs and my mouth is hanging open like a slack-jawed yokel. Not attractive.

I keep debating whether to purchase photos taken during triathlons. There is NO WAY have any sort of makeup stay on after swimming in the ocean. I wear pigtails and for some reason my face swells to epic proportions while running, plus my stride always makes it look like I’m not bending either of my knees when photos…

I sent this sentence to almost everyone I know (or at least everyone who was on gchat).

Confession: I LOVE ‘Down With Love’. Amazing soundtrack, Sarah Paulson, Ewan McGregor (can’t shake that one), and spectacular outfits. Slightly ashamed, but not as much as I potentially could be.

OMG AS THE GERMAN!!! Mind=blown.

This is my moment where I can be somewhat cool—I had the opportunity to go see Frasier being filmed as kid, and one of them was the season finale episode where Daphne leaves her wedding and calls him “Niles” instead of “Dr. Crane” for the first time. <3

I’m sorry WHAT??? Was it a girl at the prom or did I just invent an entire movie in my head...

Thoughts on olive oil? My best friend did personalized bottles of Tabasco sauce for her favors and I now have 7 bottles of Tabasco in my apartment.

When I worked as a receptionist I answered about 1,000 phone calls a day and sometimes it just gets boring. Luckily we were mostly just transferring people to other lines but it was very fun to be working at 7:30pm and answering the phone in a very sultry phone-sex-operator type voice (I would also do really perky…

When I was little I used to sneak chocolate bars into the grocery cart at Whole Foods and when my mom would catch me and put them back I would throw a tantrum because “they’re healthy because we’re at Whole Foods.” They were still chocolate bars...

Dr. Pepper Lip Smackers is my favorite lip gloss. It’s a pretty red color and it TASTES LIKE DR. PEPPER.

That’s like when it was “Carmageddon” (oh yes, it was properly named and everything) a few years ago in LA—they shut down the 405 for a while weekend and everyone was like “OMG WE WON’T BE ABLE TO GET ANYWHERE” so everyone stayed home and I’ve never zipped around town so fast in my life.

That’s why I wanted a diamond ring as well. I don’t like having to match things if I can avoid it. Mostly I’m lazy. Also, it’s sparkly and apparently I’m a magpie.

My first conversation with my fiancé was about stormtroopers and lego pirate ships, in a super dive-y bar. Cheers!

Two Xanax prior to flight = me passed out for at least the first two hours (and since takeoff is my big stressor, it’s perfect). If I have to redeye, add two glasses of wine before the lights go down. Delightful.

We had exactly one set of parents in our neighborhood who we had to call Mr./Mrs. They were heavily religious though...I wonder if that played into it. However, I almost always call the parents of someone I’m dating Mr./Mrs. the first time I meet them—partially to be respectful (and they will always immediately tell…

if you look at a kitty’s paws upside down, the pads look like teddy bears!

I came home from an interview, drank three glasses of rose, and watched “Bridget Jones’ Diary” on Netflix. Needless to say, drank less than I would have had I watched said debate.