-what the fuck... it's the midle of january and everywhere is sold out of decent looking winter jackets. ITS NOT EVEN A MONTH INTO WINTER, and they are already selling spring break 1992 university of ohio sigma kappa fagga board shorts EVERYWHERE. Im not looking for anything spectacular. Just something that doesn't suck. Its 31 fucking degrees outside and for some reason, the trend right now are these full size coats with SHORT SLEEVES. Give me a god damned break. Who the hell goes ..."hmm, its 30 degrees outside and I think my forearms need some winter exposure, they haven't toughened up quite enough yet. So yeah a full length coat with the sleeves removed eddie money 'take me home tonight, i dont wanna let you go till you see the light' style will totally get them in shape for asshole coat season.
Now, I'm not gonna lie...I was looking for said "coat" in the cheap of cheap stores, FOREVER 21. So, it is a given that everything will be picked through and look like hell. But the one jacket I liked...basically th ONLY ONE, how about the fuckers sleeve was sewn SHUT. Thats right, I put it on and looked like I should attach a god damned hook to the left arm hole. Completely 100% sewn shut. The 12 year old forver 21 hired in indonesia said " ahhhhhhh hell no!..." he got me good, lil bastard.
-what does it mean when someone tells you there doing it up "hollywood style"? Im not impressed. especially when you look like something 1996 vomited up and forgot to flush.
that is all.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
i love the french revolution
...or the ficticious recount of it as retold by the effervecent sophia coppola ( have you had her mini's? I mean, if you know , you KNOW). Absolutley everything about this film makes me jealous, minus the ominous ending (we all know what happens,, and if you dont, drink a few minis and read a book for god's sake!). I think I need to have a french royal-inspired soiree! Ack I sound like a sill girl. I came home around 1045 ish to harley about to go to work. He left and I called arielle to come play, we needed wine and chill time. So, I bought a extra large bottle of shiraz and we watched movies, and the lil mama video that jenny rambler text me about all the way from la to tell me I had to watch. Ha, who knew you could make a rap to the tune of "the wheels on the bus" haha, not this girl. which reminds me, Jenny sent me a text one night not too long ago saying she wished she could have a marie antionette inspired wedding. oh my god, I would die. Hell, I think I may don a foot tall bleached beehive with curls and fake birds all in it anyway. why not, she'd appreciate it. when her sister got married, she decided to dance to the theme song from armegeddon.
Thats right, aerosmiths " don't wanna miss a thing".
hmmm. yeah. Jeez, jessica, I think youre great but the song? not so much. Jenny and I had decided that if we could, and not be slaughtered afterward- we would dress up like a building and a meteor. Jenny-being 5 foot 9 and weighing all of 110 pounds soaking wet would play the part of the new york city skyscaper. I, weighing in at, ohhh...lets keep some things sacred, shall we? and at all of 5'2, would play the award winning role of the earth shattering meteor. So, the plan was...during the intro to he dance we would put on our paper mache costumes...right before the climax of the song after the bridge jenny would go stand on the dance floor next to her sister and husband dancing. they would have no clue what was happening. I mean, more than likely with our paper mache skill combined, she' look more like a hypadermic needle found in a park than a towering skyscraper , but it have to do. then as the instuments ascended right before the final rousing verse " i don't wahna close myye eeyyyeessszah" I would come barreling out of the darkness of the corner table next to the buffet line. Slow motion would show pained looks confusion, horror and laughter. jessica would be confused. I would run as hard and fast as I could...AND KNOCK THAT BUIDING DOWN FOR i AM A METEOR!!! haha, god that would have been amazing. jenny would have slid across the floor, 4 year olds dancing hand in hand would have been torn apart...no more funky chicken for anyone. that needle of a costume would have punctured the air and terrified all in its path, regardless of the fact that jennys weightlesness would not have even left a bruise. oh man oh man. ah that would have been the wedding to go down in history...
so now Im finishing the movie and the wine. and im going to relax. goodnight
Thats right, aerosmiths " don't wanna miss a thing".
hmmm. yeah. Jeez, jessica, I think youre great but the song? not so much. Jenny and I had decided that if we could, and not be slaughtered afterward- we would dress up like a building and a meteor. Jenny-being 5 foot 9 and weighing all of 110 pounds soaking wet would play the part of the new york city skyscaper. I, weighing in at, ohhh...lets keep some things sacred, shall we? and at all of 5'2, would play the award winning role of the earth shattering meteor. So, the plan was...during the intro to he dance we would put on our paper mache costumes...right before the climax of the song after the bridge jenny would go stand on the dance floor next to her sister and husband dancing. they would have no clue what was happening. I mean, more than likely with our paper mache skill combined, she' look more like a hypadermic needle found in a park than a towering skyscraper , but it have to do. then as the instuments ascended right before the final rousing verse " i don't wahna close myye eeyyyeessszah" I would come barreling out of the darkness of the corner table next to the buffet line. Slow motion would show pained looks confusion, horror and laughter. jessica would be confused. I would run as hard and fast as I could...AND KNOCK THAT BUIDING DOWN FOR i AM A METEOR!!! haha, god that would have been amazing. jenny would have slid across the floor, 4 year olds dancing hand in hand would have been torn apart...no more funky chicken for anyone. that needle of a costume would have punctured the air and terrified all in its path, regardless of the fact that jennys weightlesness would not have even left a bruise. oh man oh man. ah that would have been the wedding to go down in history...
so now Im finishing the movie and the wine. and im going to relax. goodnight
Sunday, November 18, 2007
inhale exhale and repeat
so. here it is. the first post. Ive decided to keep this bone-baringly honest and current. I think that will help all partys involved...me and readers. soooooo here comes the adventures of meeee!!!
Tonight is the first night Harley has gone back to work. Money has been really stupid tight lately so this is a big help...only problem??? He is working from 11:30 to 7 a.m. No fun, kinda scary...Ive been reduced to mixing red wine with cherry coke zero (its not as bad as you'd think, my old boss swore to me they do it in italy...maybe she was just justifying what she was doing?) I've applied onlie for applications for delta airlies flight school eventhough i'd much rather be doing stand up or SNL one day...maybe I will...I'll take this life one day at a time thankyouverymuch.
I've developed what some would call an irrational fear of talc. Ahh-pear-ant-llleeee, its very closely related to ASBESTOS. Thats right ladies, all that makeup we pack on is probably killing us from the inside...fun stuff. Im having a hard time digesting the concept that we as a consumer pack on this makeup that will kill us with its asbestos cousin, but its not heavily regulated?? For god's sake everything is regulated to the ump-teenth degree so why not this?? I guess since it's paying the bills right now I shant fret. Talc pays the bills...hahaha. I sell makeup.
So, right now one of my very best friends int he world, ADAM, is pretty pissed at me. I figured this out the other night after an invigorating argument with the MR., I decided to hop on my bike to blow off some steam...so I called adam on this bike ride because I realized we hadn't soken in about 2 weeks or so. Well, I calle dhim and he acted like I was some random female he didn't know or lile all that much and straight hustled me off the phone. I realize he was mad and I wrote him about it. I asked if he was mas and he said soemthing to the effect of " you haven't called me in 2 weeks but you said you would you must be awfully busy." soooo I wrote back and said "You're mad. Im sorry." Thats the last of it. He hasn't called, I haven't called...I'm not mad but my feelings are hurt seeing how help him out every chance I get with whatever problems he's going through. Might he had taken into consideration that I might have something going on But Im not really one to splash my gossip about, maybe, just MAYBE then he wouldn't have been so abrupt in his dismissal of my call. I'm not going to hold it against him though, he is kind of a delicate species...you know the type. He means no harm, he just has a neverending well of feelings that get hurt easily. Oh, I love you buddy.
So, now the clock hits 3 am and Im going to tryt to stay up a little longer...
love you all!
playlist tonight-
Lily Allen- Everybody's changing (live on the BBC)
Common feat. Lily Allen - Drivin' Me wild (!!!!!!!!!!)
Lily Allen -Naive
(are you seeing a trend here?)
The Kooks-Naive
Bonde Do Role- Gasolina
just a mini list tonight :)
Tonight is the first night Harley has gone back to work. Money has been really stupid tight lately so this is a big help...only problem??? He is working from 11:30 to 7 a.m. No fun, kinda scary...Ive been reduced to mixing red wine with cherry coke zero (its not as bad as you'd think, my old boss swore to me they do it in italy...maybe she was just justifying what she was doing?) I've applied onlie for applications for delta airlies flight school eventhough i'd much rather be doing stand up or SNL one day...maybe I will...I'll take this life one day at a time thankyouverymuch.
I've developed what some would call an irrational fear of talc. Ahh-pear-ant-llleeee, its very closely related to ASBESTOS. Thats right ladies, all that makeup we pack on is probably killing us from the inside...fun stuff. Im having a hard time digesting the concept that we as a consumer pack on this makeup that will kill us with its asbestos cousin, but its not heavily regulated?? For god's sake everything is regulated to the ump-teenth degree so why not this?? I guess since it's paying the bills right now I shant fret. Talc pays the bills...hahaha. I sell makeup.
So, right now one of my very best friends int he world, ADAM, is pretty pissed at me. I figured this out the other night after an invigorating argument with the MR., I decided to hop on my bike to blow off some steam...so I called adam on this bike ride because I realized we hadn't soken in about 2 weeks or so. Well, I calle dhim and he acted like I was some random female he didn't know or lile all that much and straight hustled me off the phone. I realize he was mad and I wrote him about it. I asked if he was mas and he said soemthing to the effect of " you haven't called me in 2 weeks but you said you would you must be awfully busy." soooo I wrote back and said "You're mad. Im sorry." Thats the last of it. He hasn't called, I haven't called...I'm not mad but my feelings are hurt seeing how help him out every chance I get with whatever problems he's going through. Might he had taken into consideration that I might have something going on But Im not really one to splash my gossip about, maybe, just MAYBE then he wouldn't have been so abrupt in his dismissal of my call. I'm not going to hold it against him though, he is kind of a delicate species...you know the type. He means no harm, he just has a neverending well of feelings that get hurt easily. Oh, I love you buddy.
So, now the clock hits 3 am and Im going to tryt to stay up a little longer...
love you all!
playlist tonight-
Lily Allen- Everybody's changing (live on the BBC)
Common feat. Lily Allen - Drivin' Me wild (!!!!!!!!!!)
Lily Allen -Naive
(are you seeing a trend here?)
The Kooks-Naive
Bonde Do Role- Gasolina
just a mini list tonight :)
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