Sometimes, you just get up on the wrong side of bed. I always wondered what that means. I know what that means intellectually, but what does it really mean? How can you just randomly get up and feel like shit? Or more accurately: why?
Yes, I got off the wrong side of bed this morning. I woke up, my head was pounding from over 10 hours of sleep, I missed my Sunday church service, and I just felt plain…crappy.
The smallest things annoyed me. Like how the sun was shining so brightly, so joyfully, so…damn irritatingly chirpy! Somehow the perfect weather just made me even grouchier. Then the pantry door hit my head when I opened it a bit too roughly. Obviously it’s my fault, but I cursed at it for getting in the way. Next, the dishes were undone again. Damn dirty dishes…why don’t you wash yourselves, you lazy asses? And so on, and so on…
What are you going to do when you feel like an old snotty turd? You stop everything, you sit down, and you have a one-to-one with God. Sometimes, you just need some alone time, and a big fat reality check.
Why am I feeling randomly crappy? Sometimes, it can be physical issues, such as too little (or too much in my case) sleep. Or it can be an unconscious layer of stress that has been piling up for several days. Whatever the reasons, I find that the best solution is not to ignore them and let them drag you down for many more days, but to confront them directly.
I was feeling lethargic. So I went out for a run, and took a cold shower.
I was feeling stressed from all the incoming schoolwork. So after a good hearty lunch, I sat my ass down and tackled my assignments without any further procrastination.
I was feeling irritated and bothered by some personal issues. I bitched to God for awhile, then thrust them all to Him to handle. I recognized that I am a human with too many flaws and mistakes, but I restored my faith that all is in God’s hands.
I was feeling ugly. I got plastic surgery. Haha, kidding! I reminded myself that beauty is temporary and trivial, and that it really has nothing to do with true happiness or success.
I also entertained myself by reading the Google search terms people used to find my blog:
Except for the fact that I may be on the FBI Wanted List, I was thoroughly amused. Tee, hee hee. Anyway. I’m in a much better mood now, and I’ve cranked out 4 pages of my research paper. But I’m still in a rather bitchy mood, so prepare yourself for a bitchy review on the restaurant I went to with Mimi and Kathryn yesterday. First of all, the service was terrible. Seriously. It was almost 3 pm in the afternoon, there weren’t that many customers, and we were freaking hungry. The server took more than half an hour to take our orders, and she totally forgot Kathryn’s diet coke. She was nice enough, but she was just so…absent-minded and it was like she was physically there, but her mind was elsewhere. This was cute though: After what seemed like forever, our food arrived. Mimi ordered the blue corn blueberry hotcakes: Because they took a long time bringing the food to us, Mimi ended up filling herself up on iced tea. She could only manage 1/3 of the hotcake, so I finished off another 1/3, and then Mimi kindly let me take the leftovers home. Woo-hoo! Kathryn ordered the ‘Lite’ Egg Steamers: I ordered the Tandoori Chicken Sandwich: Thank God for good company. Mimi and Kathryn’s engaging conversation kept my attention away from the mediocre food, so that I actually did go back home with a big smile on my face. But trust me, I will not be visiting Newsroom Cafe ever again. I did, however, spot a heavily-botoxed middle-aged Tinkerbell. Totally made my day (sorry, no picture). Kathryn gave me a pretty, glittery gift too! It’s now sitting all pretty but picture-less on my desk: She also gave me the most breathtakingly gorgeous card ever: By the way, it’s time for some product review. Zevia sent me a sample package of their drinks a while ago, and I have been refraining myself to finishing them within a week. This is what they say about their product: “We created Zevia for diet soda lovers who want something natural without calories. Made with pure ingredients, like stevia, an herb known for centuries as “sweet leaf”. Refreshing great taste with none of the bad stuff. Feel good about what you drink.” Sounds good to me! I have to admit, I am a diet soda addict. I drink at least a can of diet soda a day. I know it isn’t “good” for me, but I don’t think a can a day will give me cancer. But still, it’s nice to know there are healthy alternatives out there. Zevia sent me 6 varieties of their product: Here’s the Black Cherry: The Cola tasted like Coke, but honestly, not as good as the real thing. The Natural Twist tasted like carbonated water. Too natural? Maybe. Overall, I did enjoy these drinks, but then I enjoy most diet sodas, and not just for their taste, but for that jolting carbonation and happy gassy tummy. I happily burped a lot drinking these. Now, I’m hungry. I need to make some dinner for myself before I get bitchier. Ta ta for now, and hopefully I’m less of a bitch by my next post! Question of the day: What are you bitchy about today? Come on, let it out!
We went to Newsroom Cafe, a health-nut restaurant opposite the Ivy in West Hollywood. Obviously, situated in an affluent and celebrity-dotted area, Newsroom Cafe is a bit on the pricey side, and focuses on catering to the health-conscious people, serving healthy, fresh, and organic options, blah blah blah.
I really don’t care if it’s healthy or not, I just wanted good food. I had done a bit of research, and suggested several venues to Mimi and Kathryn. We eventually chose this particular place because the menu had tons of delicious-sounding options that appealed to all three of us. Unfortunately, Newsroom Cafe, though good in concept, failed terribly in execution.
Second of all, the lighting was pretty dim. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate dark restaurants. I need to start a petition requiring that all restaurants equip themselves with good lighting for the sake of us food bloggers.
Coarse lumps of brown sugar. Organic, probably. Or something like that. Surprisingly no Truvia. Gasp!
Here’s the description on the menu: With banana, toasted piñons, maple syrup. Where is the damn pine nuts? Instead, it came with some kind of mini-berries compote. Not too bad, but pine nuts would have been nice.
The hotcake was big, but it was only one piece, and would probably make two regular-sized pancakes. It was good, but not great. I would have liked more of that gritty corn texture, and it was slightly dry.
Mimi also ordered a side of poached eggs:
According to her, they were watery. Drain the eggs, damn it!
Here’s the description on the menu: ‘Scrambled’ with no butter, no oil or any added fat, only steam! Eggs steamed with herbs de provence our italian espresso machine. Kat asked for egg whites, nixed the roasted potatoes for sliced tomatoes, and with both raisin health bread and rosemary potato bread.
She couldn’t finish the eggs so I had a bite. They tasted like…microwaved egg whites. With no seasoning. Bland. Blah. Utterly forgettable, and not worth the $12.60 she paid for.
Indian spiced grilled chicken breast, baked onions, lettuce, tomato with sugar-free raisin date chutney. On Multi-grain health bread with side salad.
Sounds fabulous, looks fabulous. Tastes horrendous!
Okay, it wasn’t that bad. But honestly, I was really anticipating something that will wow me, because the description sounded absolutely drool-worthy. Unfortunately, the bread was hard and dry, the chicken was overcooked and tough and bland, and the raisin date chutney tasted like burnt pickles.
I paid $12.00 for shit. No wonder I felt like shit. Cheap gullible fool that I am, I still finished it.
I’ll have to dig up a good picture when I return home for winter break!
Wow, SOOOO beautiful! >.<
I was pleasantly surprised to find that the liquid was clear! It tasted pretty good, and I don’t even like black cherry-flavored stuff.
The Ginger Ale:
This was nice, very much like Canada Dry. The liquid was the color of pee.
The Root Beer:
Not a fan of this. It had some kind of bitter aftertaste.
The Orange was my favorite:
Loved this one!




