Reports of Andrew McMahon laying Jack’s Mannequin to rest began in February, and it looks like McMahon has now confirmed that he is once again transitioning in his life into another project. To further back up the news, Jack’s Mannequin’s once website now redirect’s to McMahon’s own site. You can read two lengthy blog posts from McMahon while awaiting further confirmation below by clicking “Read More.”
My aunt gave us a box of really fancy-looking chocolate truffles, and because they were really fancy-looking we didn’t eat them right away *insert goofy chuckle*. But then we came over to her house and she gave us a really great tip. And it’s: make coffee and melt in some truffle.
So that’s basically just mixing in chocolate with coffee but these truffles are really good so it makes the coffee fantastic. I usually use sweet and/or creamy coffee because these particular truffles are dark chocolate, but it goes really well with stronger coffee, too. Half a truffle is enough for one cup of coffee. If it’s a small cup, use half of half a truffle. Some people might say “use a quarter of a truffle” but I think my way is better. But anyways, it’s personal taste so if you wanna use more or less truffle, go right ahead.
So far we’ve never eaten the truffles by themselves.
Later tater! Patricia
P.S. The truffles are Chocmod Truffettes. Here’s a picture of ‘em so you have something to look at in this article *insert goofy chuckle once more*.
Day 2: Something that’s illegal but you think it should be legal
There are a few things I can think of. Okay, not really. ‘Cause I live in a country where everything seems to be legal ‘cause the government is too lenient about everything. (That’s why everything’s fucked) You know ‘cause once you get caught, all you have to do is bribe the government officials with money. Yep. That’s how we roll.
So on to the post. Illegal? Probably drugs. Pot, specifically.
Am I seriously gonna do this? ‘Cause I usually don’t do things like this ‘cause I think it wastes a shit load of your time. However, I have like 2 months out of school- that’s actually like a valid excuse to do shit like this.
Day 1: Hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days with a picture of yourself
Hopes, dreams, plans? Okay maybe it was a bad idea to start this challenge like almost mid-year but eh. So yeah. Back to the hopes, dreams, plans thing. Umm I hope I get into music again..like really into it. Like how it used to be. Meet someone relevant..cause I seldom meet people like that. Lose SOME weight, maybe? Oh yeah. I wanna get more piercings but please no tattoos. Annndd I wish I wouldn’t fuck up my life so bad (cause so far, so good). Yeah. I just wanna straighten out my life and have sort of a path. And then of course, a picture of myself.
I’ve always wanted to get my tongue pierced but never had the guts to do it (since I practically have virgin skin cept for the regular piercings I have on both of my lobes)..Until I met A WHOLE LOT of people who have actually gotten their tongues pierced already. Was also worried about how I’d ask consent from my parents to have this done..but cause I’m such a rebel (psshh I’m gonna be freaking TWENTY this year anyway), I did the complete opposite and decided to do it without telling them! And since they won’t be home for another 6 months, this was THE perfect time. I FINALLY got them pierced a few days ago. The experience was pretty cool. My friends came along to I dunno..support me? But that was a bad idea cause all they ever did that day was discourage me to have it done..which btw, got me even more nervous. But fuck, I did it anyways. I sat on that chair and came face to face with that motherfucking needle. The dude did it slower than I expected though, which was a little painful. Definitely not unbearable though. The piercing process lasted less than 10 seconds which wasn’t bad at all!
How was it like after? Err. It’s actually fine. I DID take painkillers the first day, so I wasn’t sure I was fine right away, or if it was just the painkiller err basically killing the pain. but when it wore off, I didn’t really feel any pain at all, except when I hit it really hard. And I had no problem eating solids.. I’m not on a soup diet of some sort though so I’m fine. Lol I’m just not used to having this little ball in the centre of my tongue so sometimes, I forget it’s there and I mistake it for a food particle and try to swallow it. Then it gets caught and just hurts.
Anyway, the barbel I got was relatively short cause it was the only one available. Gonna change this one in about a week though. If it’s safe? I got a new toothbrush, some mouthwash and non-iodized sea salt (I hafta dilute it in warm water and gargle) And I’m probably gonna eat soupy food or a while cause I’m not sure the solids thing is like ideal for the healing process. I just don’t wanna do eat shit that might hit the piercing. Yeah. Just a little swelling around the ball but other than that, I’m not really not in agony. THANK GOODNESS.
Well then. I think this has been my most relevant post since who knows when. Toodles!
If you’re wondering (which I know didn’t happen) where I was last night because no narcissistic pictures of myself were posted on this blog, I was at my high school classmate’s place celebrating our… dun, dun, dun… ORTHODOX HIGH SCHOOL REUNION; ergo, I shall post pictures.
When food is present, it’s every man for himself. Of course, I grabbed my piece of chicken before everyone else.
And I held on to that piece of chicken. We were too hungry to wait for utensils and ate on whatever looked like a plate. Drinks came later, like an hour later, and I was already done with my uber dry dinner (I used gravy as soup). My glass of iced tea was extraordinarily refreshingly good, so I took small sips so my drink would last longer. Hehe :)
Look at me, drinking like a kyot puppy. :3
I thank God for my best friend, Michael, who steals donuts/munchkins so I don’t get the chance to gobble up those soft, sweet balls of calories.
I thank God for Zestha, who cleans up after everyone, when everyone else is too busy doing their own thangs.
I thank God for our tanggeras and tanggero, alcohol queens and king, Peewee, Maico and Sharmaine, for always mixing up something good for everyone. Lifesavers.
I thank God for more friends, Dareen, Michael, Ariel, who forever cheat in everything they do! Haha!
Sweet Prince, Jacob, arrives with a plastic full of lamb chops which I devoured all night long. My heart was jumping with joy as those delicious cuts of lamb got me one step closer to having atherosclerosis.
Sennia arrives as she fist pumps her way to us and we look back at her in what looks like a choreographed manner. Kyot picture.
Drinking by the pool while Zestha, Sharmaine and Peewee go swimming. We talk about TV series we watch and don’t watch, people, and sex. Who doesn’t?
One down, and the only one actually. Hyperacidity got the best of her. So kids, take this from me. Drink your antacids at least an hour BEFORE you plan on getting wasted.
And we wait for Zestha to clean up so we could all go home because Ayn, the homeowner, had a plane to catch at 4am.
Wasn’t the best high school reunion we’ve had, but I sure missed seeing everyone. Everyone seems more mature now. I actually can’t wait seeing each other again and I hope half of the group doesn’t go home before 10pm.
P.S. Do I sound so sad and serious and monotonous?
A+ post. :) It was good seeing everyone. I’ve missed you all.