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Sunday, September 11, 2016

Sephora VIB Rouge Appreciation Event!

This weekend was the first time in a year that I walked through Sephora's doors.

Sephora and I had broken up after quite an angry and hostile misunderstanding resulting in me swearing to never be taken in by their charms, bells and flashy whistles again.


But when I received an email to go to their VIB Rouge Appreciation event in which there were only about 100 tickets, the frantic elation that goes with frivolous beauty products took over my common sense and before I knew it I had RSVP'd.

I'm not sure if I'm very proud of myself for throwing down much more dollaz than I can afford on pointlessness, or if maybe I just don't care all that much because what am I, a woman with integrity?


...Anyway.

VIB Rouge Appreciation Event 2016
Time: Saturday, 830am-10am
Location: Canada (which is on earth!)
Welcomed with a list your name had to be on or else gtfo, followed by coffee, water and biscotti!
...and no, I didn't wear any makeup to the event. I'm a rebel like that.
The lineup to get in (obviously we went like 20min early)
Free coffee! (Kat broke the machine the first time we went GOD GET IT TOGETHER)
Also free Biscotti but it was eaten before photographed
First time stepping foot in the store!
Sephora brand water wheee

The most beautiful palette and yet I didn't buy
... maybe someone will get it for me as a Christmas Present, friends?
The Selfie Bar


This makeup will look great in my cardboard box that I'll be living in so that I can pay the sephora bill!
#poorlifechoices




The Purchases
Naked 2 - Urban Decay Basics Palette
Smashbox Full Exposure mascara
Anastasia Brow Wiz in Medium Brown
Tarte 2016 Pretty Paintbox Christmas Palette (early release)
Sephora eye primer
Fresh Birthday 2016 gift!
"Bag" thats "full" of samples
Bareminerals GEN Nude Matte Liquid Lipcolor in Friendship (Antique Rose)
Sephora Soft Press Mini Velour Puffs



Reviews and Pictures To Come!!!!




Tuesday, June 21, 2016

The Budapest Trip

Sorry for the delay on this post! I know a lot of people were aware I went to Budapest a few weeks ago, and I keep saying this blog is partly about traveling so I'd imagine those people were like 'yeah comics whatever where tf is europe u dirtbag'... so without further adeu, here are some of the highlights of my Budapest trip (because otherwise the blog entry would be a friggin' novel)...

THE BUDAPEST TRIP 
The idea of traveling to Budapest was more or less on a whim. Hungary has never really been on my list of places I had to visit (quite possibly because I could barely point to it on a map and have never done a day of history lectures in my entire life), but nevertheless a few weeks ago I found myself buying a ~22 hour travel time adventure to a country I've never been that doesn't even speak the same language as I.

For all intents and purposes, this was a solo-female traveler excursion - my first solo excursion outside North America and also not to a resort!



Flights: Lufthansa (Economy/Business)

   ....ok so I may have splurged a little more than I should have, given that I'm a person of meagre means/no income, but the business class on the Lufthansa flights I took was. the. bomb. The chairs went all the way back into a bed!!!! I got a free bar of chocolate! I got all kinds of cheese and buns and stuff! I could have taken wellness classes while flying (literally)... but I used the time instead for wine and sleep. I regret nothing.
Even the bathroom was classy with its Ren products and its porthole window you could look out while pooping if you should so desire!
So many buttons to push...
So much leg room omg
omg the cheese and balls of butter WHAT
Think i'll check myself out in this full-length
bathroom mirror WHAT
Dat view tho.




The City

I stayed in Budapest during the first 2 weeks of May, which turned out to be a wonderful time weather-wise (with the exception of numerous warm downpours), but not so much a great time in terms of the company I kept. Nevertheless, my couples-excursion was converted to a solo-world-adventure in which I explored a vast amount of the Pest half of Budapest (and a tiny amount of the Buda half) by foot. The ole Fitbit never knew what hit 'er.

Budapest is beautiful in a ye olde colonial way. The buildings are all constructed with big pillars, mosaics and sculptures everywhere and the locals are all very friendly! I still felt a bit of the communist vibe when I went to the parliament but I guess that's to be expected given it's only been about 25yrs since things changed. The city itself is a city of reminders of all the flaws in their past, which I appreciated being a person who has never taken a history class in her life, and also as a person who is pretty big on human rights.

Parliament   
Parliament was only a 15minute walk from where I stayed, and is a massive behemoth of a piece of property. I didn't go inside because, frankly I was a little freaked out by the guards and you know, the big rungs of rope keeping me from going indoors or on the grass. I did, however, wander around like the tourist I am and stared at things from afar while trying to make them look majestic on camera.

"Misses can I borrow your stone pencil?"
"Bitch get yo' own pencil"

The one thing I want to note is on Parliament there is an underground monument-type thing about a mysterious tragedy that occurred in October 1956. That underground showcase will haunt me for years to come. I couldn't take pictures, nor did I want to, but I am wiser to know what the people of Budapest went through in order to obtain their freedom from Communism. It's just really F'ing sad to go back up into the light with the lush greenery, beautiful statues of horses and thousands of tourists with their selfie-sticks after seeing that massacre. When I came back up from viewing everything and being thoroughly disturbed, I saw a little old man sitting in the distance staring up at the parliament building - he looked easily old enough to remember the massacre. And I felt so bad knowing that there were still people with real memories of the day their loved ones were slaughtered. Honestly, I wanted to throw up and so at that point I left the square and wandered onward to find something less tragic to focus on.
Bye Parliament.






Shoes on the Danube
Not to be outdone by Parliament's commemoration of 1956, are the Shoes on the Danube.
The Danube river is the large body of water that separates Budapest into Buda and Pest. During WW2, the river was also used as a method of getting rid of bodies after unfortunate souls were lined up, shot and killed by the Arrow Cross. Some time afterward (2005), a sculptor reconstructed several dozen pairs of shoes out of iron in typical 1940s fashion to memorialize the location that those people were murdered.
That was singlehandedly the most powerful memorial I have ever seen.





Fisherman's Bastion
Fisherman's Bastion is, unfortunately, the only thing I had the opportunity to see on the Buda side of Budapest! It's known as one of the most romantic places to visit in the city, and with good reason. The big stone castle has ye olde music players at the top and within the bleached white stone walls, there's turrets to explore and all kinds of food/wine to buy if you were so inclined. I was acutely aware that I wasn't with a significant other while there, since everyone else and their dog had someone to hold hands with. Yolo.
Fisherman's Bastion
Hey buddy in the creepy hallway, play me a tune


The Ruin Pubs (Szimpla Kert)

From what I can gather, Ruinpubs are/were abandoned buildings that have been makeshifted into hippin' hoppin' night clubs that during the day are kind of awkward boring locations to visit as a tourist for a cheap drink. I visited the most popular (Szimpla Kert) in the Jewish district. It was very similar to what I previously mentioned... Kind of a hodgepodge of things that looked as though they were taken from garbage dumps (tricycles on the ceiling, etc) and put on the walls/ceiling/floors/etc. Not exactly the most polite crew at 3pm, nor the best food by any means (tasted pretty store bought), but was a fine enough location to walk to and from. I wouldn't go out of my way to go to any others though.



Food! 
Prior to my Budapest trip I was doing the vegetarian ketogenic diet, but knowing how restrictive that can be (every single meal had to be custom made by me) I opted to go back to a normal ovo-lacto vegetarian diet while traveling. Which meant cheese. A lot of cheese. In many different forms (ie., cheesecake). The most amazing of all cheesecakes was the Black Mamba at Edesmindegy. Omfg. Peanut butter and chocolate and graham wafer etc etc etc I can't describe to you how good it was unless I use the one true sentence: I ate it one morning... for breakfast.
Wars could have been fought for this cheesecake. 
There are two other vegetarian specialties within the hungarian food world, both of which look very similar in writing but are completely different in person. And one is super gross. Of course, I went looking for the delicious one (Langos - fried bread dough with toppings... kind of like a supreme Touton/Beavertail) and in doing so ended up ordering the gross one (Lecso), which was a mishmash of vegetarian stew that had scrambled eggs in it for some reason. How unfortunate.
What. Is this. Stew with identity crisis: Lecso
Other things you need to know: Budapest knows how to do Sushi and Indian Food. oh. mygod.



Anyway, that seems like a lengthy enough review! Sorry I didn't touch on all the things (the baths, Margaret Island, the bridges, etc), but hopefully this will be of some help to someone when they're trying to figure out if they want to go to Budapest <3





Wednesday, November 12, 2014

That Time My Dog Got Sick

Prior to 3rd year medicine, after class every day I would come home and play with Indie forever until I eventually had to study. Indie was totally cool with our arrangement until I started clerkship when all of a sudden it was no longer possible for me to skip off classes to instead chill with my dog. As the weeks went by she got more and more squirrely. I'd come home and it seemed like she was less happy than she used to be back in the days that I dutch ovened her for fun on the couch.


So the decision was made to get a second dog so that Indie could have a friend. If there is one lesson that having a puppy teaches you it's that looks are deceiving.


New dog gnawed on the table, on the stair case, on Indie's tail...and on me. And what's worse was he had the most never-ending bag of energy that no matter what you did he just COULDNT CHILL THE FUCK OUT. After a 17hr day in the hospital you can imagine how less than relaxing that was.




Not only that, but APPARENTLY puppies don't come automatically potty trained. And they are disease bags. And they hump everything. I was quickly reminded that puppies are more or less the spawn of satan. Never the less I was convinced that I am some kind of czar of dogs and therefore am totally capable of handling the hardest year of the MD program + a new puppy + a barely-trained 1yr old dog without the bat of an eyelash.

As I write this I am reminded that I wrote basically the same exact thing on here when I first got Indie.
I SHOULD GET A DOG HOW HARD COULD IT BE
I SHOULD GET A SECOND DOG HOW HARD COULD IT BE



About a week after I got Ezra, Indie fell super ill and ended up in doggy ICU (yes that's a thing).
OH GOD CAN'T HANDLE THE FEELS :( :( :( :(



 I convinced the vets that I could take care of Indie overnight, even if that meant changing her IV fluids and whatnot all night long. Whatever I had to do as long as she could sleep in bed with me so I could make sure she wasn't alone.


Turns out dogs hate having IVs in their arm and they REALLY want to have them out by any means necessary. Dogs also have legit zero memory and so then they get SUPER surprised and upset when their arm hurts after they gnaw an IV needle half out of themselves.


You know that thing Louis CK says when he's like "When I have a child I will answer ALL his questions and broaden his mind to let him grow "WHY WHY WHY "BECAUSE SOME THINGS ARE AND SOME THINGS ARE NOT"? That is my life with two dogs.




Controlling two small creatures that are 5X faster than me on my best day is close to impossible. Hoping a 11week old puppy who is a walking chew/bite/bark/pee/poop/fart/energy factory will behave long enough for me to sterilize an area, inject a 2-3min infusion into Indie every 30mins (plus clean up any profuse vomiting and diarrhea that came out of whatever orifice it wanted to) proved to be less than simple.

-J. dropped by that night Indie was home with an IV in her arm for moral support ...but not even he was immune to my stress-wrath.




Perhaps the real "straw that broke the camels back" occurred after Indie got better and I was back to having two energizer bunnies living with me. Ezra is smaller than Indie (for now) so his only real defence is "Bark forever and hopefully annoy everyone until I win whatever war I think I'm in with everybody else in this house".

Unfortunately for me, 'barking' is up there with 'the smell of diarrhea in the morning' for things I just do not want in my life. No matter what I did Ezra was just BARK BARK BARK and jumping and running away and being an all around dick. In the process of jumping on and off the couch while barking for all eternity both him and Indie knocked my laptop off the couch. I'm out in the kitchen just hoping he will STFU when out of no where I hear this huge CLANK BANG... then silence.
When I walked out into the living room and all the dogs were standing around like "shit Mom is gonna be PISSED" and the laptop is in a heap on the floor. It was a rough night.



After that event, I had a long hard think on what is my life and Ezra was banned forever from the couch.


But then... he got sleepy and everybody knows that sleepy puppies are the cuddliest puppies. So about an hour after being banned from the couch forever, the three of us took a nap where Ezra offered to be my pillow. The trio nap was so cute the owners of all 1980s Disney movies would have giardia-vomited with adorable-overload.

Anyway, long story short after all that... I'm sitting here on the couch writing this blog while sweating like a greasy pan of bacon on a family sunday breakfast cookout because all the dogs are asleep on my legs. And until they wake up... my life is totally perfect (as long as I ignore the fact that I smell like pee/sleep deprivation/am unshowered and still in pjs at 2pm because I haven't trusted the dogs alone long enough to go upstairs to get dressed).

LIKE A BOSS.







Friday, June 6, 2014

Baking: I can do it.


So. Here we are. Thursday (?) night and I should be asleep by now, but boyfriend was all like SOME KIND OF THING WITH BAKED GOODS NECESSARY TOMORROW and I was like "TIME FOR WINE" and then some time passed and here we are.

Anyhoo... for those of you who know me, and for the remaining 2-6 people from the US and Germany who do not but still awesomely read my blog (YOU ARE MY FAVORITE!!!) ... I have no domesticated abilities. I can't fold a fitted sheet, and I barely know how to put dishes in the dishwasher. But I figured, "f it" and opted to make banana chocolate chip muffins because... YOLO. And that's that.

Long story short I took a bunch of pics until my phone died of me attempting to make muffins while ... having... refreshments.

So here is my photo blog of producing muffins that may or may not be best used as bird feed or potentially door stoppers.

You're welcome. 




THE RECIPE: Banana Chocolate-Chip Muffins


Makes 12   ingredients







  • 1 1/2 cups all purpose flour
  • 2/3 cup sugar
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1 cup mashed ripe bananas (about 2 large)
  • 1 large egg
  • 1/2 cup unsalted butter, melted
  • 1/4 cup milk
  • 3/4 cup semisweet chocolate chips"

http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Banana-Chocolate-Chip-Muffins-101020

...thats right; Copy and Paste. Deal with it.



Step 1: Collect ingredients. Put dry things in one bowl and wet things in another.

Flour: get it in der.

More flour: cuz i said so.

Shit. When did that get there and does it count toward  1 1/2 cups of flour?
yeah whatever keep going!

WHEN DID THAT GET ON MY FACE FUCK IT

2/3 cup sugar in iceberg format? Yeah whatever

SUGAR ICEBERG LOVES IT




Step 2: Find a blender. Put two old bananas in it. Blend them. (This = not rocket science)
WHO GAVE ME A BLENDER THIS IS SICK

This is my happy face. So. Thank my orthodontist from grade 8.
Add bananas. One of which must be minimum 4 months old and from the freezer and look kind of like a flaccid.... balloon. A flaccid balloon. 


Step 3: Pass time once things are in the oven. Annoy dog. Rethink this whole baking business and question why the hell you started baking muffins this late at night. Reconsider your life in general. Have an existential crises. Check Facebook.
Time passes.
Check Facebook.

DOG WANTS TO SEE WHAT IS IN THE OVEN

....or maybe she doesnt and I'm just making her look. Who knows... mysteries of life.  




Step 4: Be impressed that SOMEHOW this wasn't a total disaster (given that I woke up this morning and didn't initially even remember baking anything)
Can pass for edible!

LOOKS LIKE MUFFINS! #notafailure #moveovermarthastewart




This morning I checked them (for science!) and they taste like muffin which is kind of miraculous if you ask me!

So there is my journey through baking. 
This is also an example as to why with regard to ideas for my blog should be (when first getting invented), baking didn't make the cut. It is WAY easier (for me) to write up sarcastic funny-ness than try to do something with an expected outcome.

And now I'm off to work again! WHEE!

Happy weekend, readers of Dr. Ang. ! 


Heart heart heart

- A.