13 July 2008

Tonight...

...I waited on Jacoby Ellsbury.
Hottttttttt.

11 July 2008

Go to El Pelon.

In Boston, there are two family-owned burrito "chains." One is Boca and one is Anna's. Anna's has an enormous following. Boca has its followers too, but I've never met anyone as passionate about Boca as they are about Anna's.
I, personally, dislike Anna's because I find it salty, the cheese has no taste, and the guac is not good. I'll eat Anna's, as it's passable, but I don't love it. That said, the people who love it do because of the meat in the burritos. So that's a different story. But the bean and cheese is shit, and I can't even have rice because they make it with chicken stock.
I HATE Boca. One opened in Kenmore and I was very excited. It's always nice to have another place to grab a quick lunch or dinner when I don't want to cook. And the burrito is fine--not as salty as Anna's, def too much rice (but that can be corrected if you ask for light rice), but okay. Then they decided to be assholes.
Boca has two bean burrito options for its regular burrito (which is a whole OTHER issue--they automatically make you a grande burrito, and if you ask just for a burrito--which is, oh, just LISTED ON THE MENU--they get mad cause they've already pulled out a grande tortilla): bean and cheese, or bean and rice. I used to get the bean and cheese and ask for a small spoonful of rice on it. I don't even like rice, but I eat it when I have beans because it makes a complete protein, and as I'm a vegetarian, that's important.
So the chick at the register started charging me like a dollar extra for the ounce of rice they gave me. I went in there for like a month straight, and every time, she would first charge me for a grande burrito. "No, I actually got the regular burrito." She would sigh, roll her eyes, and re-punch the numbers. EVERY. TIME. Like, dude, I come in here every day. I know you're dealing with a lot of people, but seriously? I order the same exact thing every single day. I don't want a fucking grande burrito, because THAT'S WHY THIS COUNTRY HAS AN OBESITY PROBLEM.

Anyway, then they raised the prices. So suddenly my $4 burrito that contained bean, cheese, some rice, and salsa, cost over $5. Not a huge deal, but annoying. THEN she started telling me I wasn't allowed to get the regular with bean, cheese, and rice.
The last time I went there, my burrito cost like $7.50. For a burrito that's listed as costing $4.50, that's a little ridiculous.

The thing that's really irritating is that the meat burritos are the same price, with all the same stuff as mine. That just doesn't make sense! They contain another whole ingredient! Can I just order a meat burrito and ask for rice instead of carne? Why am I getting charged the same when my burrito has one less thing?

I tried giving Boca one more chance. There's one near where I work, and I was super craving Mexican. They must have raised the prices again, because I walked out with a bean and cheese burrito, light rice, side of guac, and $1.50 change from my $10.

Also? The Kenmore register chick? She must have been spending the day in Cambridge, because there she was at the register of the Mass Ave store, waiting to roll her eyes at me. Yippee, I'd missed her so.

And for the record, El Pelon is actually the best taqueria in Boston. So tasty and their bean, cheese, AND rice burrito is a lovely $4.20.

Pop Culture.

It's funny when I find a book extremely dated because it refers to Britney Spears as being "hot."

09 July 2008

Hating Subway.

I've always liked Subway. I mean, I don't get the best sandwich in the world, but it does the trick for fast food.
But I'm pretty fucking annoyed with them right now. They have this $5 footlong sub campaign going on. Well, you know what? A VEGETARIAN SUB WAS ALREADY $5, YOU WANKERS. Whatever, I'll pay $5 for my non-meat sub.
But seriously? All I'm getting are vegetables. So give me vegetables. Tonight I got a sub that had a scattering of lettuce, three tomatoes, three cucumbers, four green peppers, AND TEN TONS OF HONEY MUSTARD. Plus, oh, a loaf of bread.
I'm so annoyed right now. I mean, there wasn't enough lettuce. That's always what there's too much of.
Seriously, Subway, don't make me break up with you. I had to do that with Boca after they started shafting the vegetarians, and it's been awkward ever since.

30 June 2008

Red Sox

Tonight I realized that I haven't changed the channel from NESN in over two weeks. How did I realize this? My remote has been missing for about that amount of time and I haven't even attempted to find it. I apparently don't need anything except for channel 13 and Don Orsillo. Oh, and Jason Varitek's thighs.

Things on or under my desk at work.

10: pens from Basil Tree
9: extraneous folders
8: different types of binder clips
7: pairs of shoes
6: tubes of lip balm
5: bottles of water
4: bottles of lotion
3: ball jars
2: containers of clorox wipes
1: pepper grinder

I have a lot of stuff.

29 June 2008

Best. Quote. Ever.

"The drunker I get, the more I feel like people are intimidated by my beauty."
--Brittany

26 June 2008

My softball team...

...once again reaffirms my existence.

25 June 2008

Likes/And nots.

Things I really, really like:
--My father's over-concern about the states of my air-conditioners because he thinks my apartment is going to get too warm and we (meaning Lin and I, since my cat's comfort is factored into all family decisions) will be uncomfortable (also: see last sentence of this post for important follow-up)
--The fact that I have two air-conditioners. My apartment is a nice size, but it's hardly warranted, unless you understand HOW. MUCH. I. HATE. BEING. HOT.
--That more than one guy on my softball team will ask about Lin, by name, with concern
--Smart Puffs
--Emails that end in i loveeeeeeeeeee you xoxoxooxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxooxox
--The skirt I found in my filing cabinet at work that I forgot about but now realized I was missing a lot
--The little baby tomatoes in the garden
--The very large kale in the garden
--Clean sheets
--My new Calphalon pan that has revolutionized my cooking experiences
--That for some reason, when I'm irritated about my psoriasis, I can yell, "OUT DAMN SPOT" as I'm applying scary steroid cream and it makes me laugh every time
--Also, I get Macbeth and Hamlet confused until I'm actually asked about them
--Also, I love the name Ophelia, but that ends badly. And yes, that's Hamlet.
--
shit, wait... no, it is. IT IS.


Things I don't like so much:
--I haven't studied Shakespeare in six years and am losing facts by the day. (But I haven't read The Tempest in ten years and I can still tell you way more than you want to know about Miranda, Caliban, and Ariel, so suck it. Prospero can suck it too, I never liked him. Ferdinand either.)
--Finishing a book and not knowing what to read next because nothing else will be good enough (and no, this is not the cue to pick up Shakespeare).
--My dvr hasn't recorded anything in like a week except the same "Good Eats" about cheese. And I love cheese, but still.
--Lin=haaaaaates kidney food. Not a surprise, but frustrating.
--Olives (always)
--Corks that are synthetic in the middle but real on the outside. It happens, my friends. and they SUCK.
--Psoriasis. It's a freaky mutation and I'm not okay with it.
--My bank balance. But can we say, hello, three pay periods AND A RAISE in July?
--My bedroom air conditioner isn't very cold. The 61 degrees? Is a lie. (Luckily, the father is likely to get involved, as making my apartment AS COLD AS POSSIBLE is his life's mission [see 1st line of this posting]. And that? Is fiiiiiiiiiine with me.)

Small relief.

Although I have an MA in children's literature, I don't usually find children themselves all that intriguing--mainly because they're so...unpredictable. I was, then, obviously pleased to discover--on two separate occasions--that I ADORE my friends' children.
So phew, that chip isn't totally missing.