cookies. took us forever to finish them
terrible quality picture, too, but if you zoom in the cookies look even tastier :)

Massive tree in my front yard

The car--recently dead--after the most recent snow storm. Now that's what I call winter...

I'm dog-tired...and so is my dog

I'm exhausted, after hours of intense cookie baking last night. my dog is too, apparently--she's gone all floppy and passed out on the rug. It's cute in a really pathetic way, but I know exactly how she feels. She's like my mom in that she wants to stay up as late as the last person up, but also like my mom she has no endurance. She (my dog, that is) kept on drifting off to sleep at 1 last night, and then jolting back awake (you know how when you're just drifting off to sleep and then all of a sudden you trip or something and you fall back into bed? That's what it looked like). I swear to god she hasn't moved in the last 2 hours. It's eerily...cat-like

Oh, and I think I broke our car. B T Dubs. woo hoo...really inconvenient, considering I need to get lots of shopping done still

what a lovely holiday season

An Explanation for the Title...

So yeah, since getting to Harvard I've been learning a lot about foreign cultures. Namely, that of California. I've been learning a lot of useful phrases in the lingo of said foreign cultures, too, which makes my coolness all that much hotter. One of these is "ghost ride the whip." If you don't know what that means, you aren't cool enough to know--and if you do know what it means, then you probably know that the title of this blog doesn't make sense :)
Well, I'm gonna go get get hella hi-fi now...peace until latahs, chicos y chicas

~Salud, amor, y pesetas, y el tiempo para gustarlos~