from the sea

so i'm trying to be healthy (or healthier, because i'm already a vegetarian/borderline vegan) and i bought these dried seaweed "snacks" per my nutritionist's recommendation. they taste like when you're little and you're at the beach and you get caught by a wave and get a huge mouthful of salty, kelpy water. i'm really trying to like them, despite that. then my superskinny husband comes in and grabs a handful and eats them like it's nothing. how can he, the human garbage disposal, remain so slim and trim, while i keep packing on the pounds while denying myself any food enjoyment? so unfair. we went to a funeral this morning for mike's friend's dad. then mike got his first ever massage, and i can already tell he's hooked. so glad we don't have kids, because we have too many expensive habits. and the capper on the day is a concert in berkeley this evening. i have to admit, though, i'm more excited at the prospect of buying tickets tomorrow morning for the odd men out tour--ben folds, ben lee and rufus w. i'm so glad mike andi like the same music and i'm not being dragged to garth brooks or some shit like that while i drag him to britney spears or something horrible like that. but tonight will be fun, and i'm excited to see a venue i've never been to before. since i can't stand the fillmore, we have to find other good places to see our favs.