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This should’ve been posted earlier today, but I went on a long day trip yesterday, then watched the Warriors win their fourth championship in eight years by sneaking into a bar (I was only there for a couple minutes and no one bothered me), celebrated another Bay Area sports win in the most Bay Area way possible (with weed), woke up late today thanks to the weed, then drove around town trying to look for that paper above, finally succeeding at the Safeway in Clayton. (All the other Safeways near me sold out of that paper!) I’m now home and this lemon ginger tea I’m having never tasted better.

Take The Good With The Bad

Warriors winning tonight: yaaaaaaassssss

Realizing that tonight is also the last night of Inside The NBA for this season and it’s Corporate Boredom Limpdick City aka ABC/BSPN broadcasting from here on out:

Obligatory “if only Inside The NBA/TNT covered the NBA Finals” (which I don’t think they ever will but hey a chick can dream)

ETA: to those choads who were throwing stuff at the Inside crew after tonight’s game: you are what you were throwing at them–cheap trash. Just straight-up embarrassing.

One Sign, One Song

This weekend I rallied for women’s abortion rights, didn’t get much sleep, worked a long day at the spa again, and did my laundry and cleaned my floors after working said long day at the spa so I can have another lazy Monday. But all I want to do is share the following two things:

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This superb sign from the Oakland Bans Off Our Bodies rally. I also got to see the mayor of Oakland speak, some women dressed as handmaidens from The Handmaid’s Tale (it’s not a pro-choice rally without it these days), some cute dogs, and a homeless but harmless drunk sitting with the crowd talking to himself while speakers shared their abortion stories.

My song of the week:

Why this jam? Yours Busy-as-hell will get to be lazy as hell till next Tuesday, for I’ll be taking a break from work starting today. I’m on Spring Break, bitches!

Because A Little Joy Is Better Than None

My ass needed some cheering up (before the next bit of awful news hits, which you know will be, oh, a few minutes after this gets posted), and this tweet didn’t disappoint!

I gotta remember that comeback in case I get one of those creeps! I got it from this subReddit, which also has this post that MUST be read (especially for those in shitty, abusive relationships).

In actual uplifting news: a rape-supporting trash cunt lost his race to a woman (who also flipped the traditionally-red district blue) in Michigan. Ah, the sweet smell of poetic justice in the morning.

An item I bought on ACLU.com just a couple days ago is now sold out, and if you have to guess what the item was about…(although you can side-eye me for not owning it already) And, yes, I’ll be wearing that pin with pride!

Finally, I wish this declaration was the case for this blasted nation. Nonetheless, here’s reason #64295 why my state rules:

Cali may not be perfect, but it’s a fuck-ton a lot better than some states. *side-eyes all the South*

I can list more cheer-me-ups, but my low-carb chicken and steak enchiladas (that I made specially for this Cinco De Mayo and, yes, they turned out well) is calling me.

Today

I didn’t bother driving, did yoga this morning, took a nice walk around the neighborhood in the afternoon, then sat on my ass for hours writing writing writing (and editing and finally finishing up the unfinished entries here), ate low-carb fatty ice cream while watching the Penguins win, and enjoyed my packages from Target and Mercari that arrived today. (Although that Mercari seller should know better than to package glass-bottled perfume in a basic envelope without any cushioning/protection; good thing it arrived intact). I didn’t have to clean anything and, more importantly, I didn’t encounter any idiots.

Work Hard, Spend Hard

Downside to today: having to go to work on a day I wasn’t supposed to work. I had to cover a shift for a co-worker who called in sick last minute.

Upside to today: my boss offering me double pay for my troubles. And that client who tipped me $50 for only 50 minutes of work. And seeing Sephora’s Spring Sale starting a little early online for us Rouge members (don’t be surprised I’m one)…

Time to bring out the tried and true!

Cooking With Some Chick

Since going low-carb in my eats, I had to say goodbye to some of my faves that I can no longer eat because too many effing carbs. No more oatmeal, no more lasagna or pasta, not even (and this one hurts) Costco chicken bakes, honey. It’s a good thing I like to cook and bake because otherwise my meals would be nothing but fatty meats and dairy and the few pieces of cruciferous vegetable doused in olive oil. And that may sound exciting for some people doing low-carb, but my ass (which, I should mention, has lost over 10 pounds since doing this shit almost a month ago) needs variety!

So I made the following (not all of this in one day, now)…

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Keto Oatmeal! Or should it be “noatmeal”? There are plenty of low-carb/keto oatmeal recipes out there, but I’ve turned to this recipe the most because of how flavorful and filling it is. It truly is filling at 27 grams of fatty-fat-fat-fat in just half a cup, which alone gets the Quaker Oats dude shaking in his boots.

I had this yesterday morning, along with a cuppa of homemade Bulletproof coffee. Shout out to Macy’s for the milk frother they sold for $6. I get frothy coffee at home now!

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Keto Chicken Cordon Bleu Casserole! I should note that I’m not doing Keto; it just so happens that many of the low-carb recipes I’ve been following are from Keto foodie sites. The result looks a lot more cheesy in person, and it should: the recipe calls for a whole box of cream cheese. And the crushed pork rinds is not an optional thing; it HAS to be done! Like with mac & cheese (which I need to find a low-carb version of soon), the crunchy top takes the dish to the next level.

And, finally, one of my proudest culinary achievements:

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Low-Carb Costco Chicken Bake! It may not look like it because it came out shorter than it should have and a little too crispy. But that I was able to make one (actually, the recipe gave me three of them) is enough to warrant a happy dance. One thing I didn’t realize was that the dough recipe is very similar to that of Fathead Dough, which is a staple of plenty of “bread-y” low-carb/keto dishes. So I made two firsts in one recipe: Fathead Dough and the chicken bake. I is proud. Not so much the fat-fearing nutritionists out there, but oh well.

House Party

It’s the first of February, which means not just the start of Black History Month and the Lunar New Year, but the anniversary of me moving into my little apartment! I shall celebrate my 2nd anniversary of living in my studio with a little happy dance…

Although can that underwear guy come over to my studio and do that dance for me?