i remember when, i remember, i remember when i lost my mind...

...there was something so pleasant about that place.

• sooo it's been a while, but the week has been long and exhausting. then again, each week this year has been long. hmmm. let's get to it...
• there is something soso sexy about a man with an accent. except a thick chicago accent. take the hottest guy and if he opens his mouth all loud & thick in the chicago way forget it. a girl can go from crush to ick in 2.2 seconds. i think i'll stick to boys in the south. they are charming & just far enough away that i can still play, but close enough to go visit in 2 hours by plane and have it still be warm. it's settled. i'm moving with crystal & the los to austin, tx in 2010. heh heh heh.
• what's up with mtv trying to bring french music mainstream to the us in the credits after the hills aired? don't get me wrong, i've had the yelle album for a few months, but that is because i'm so cool. and my friend gave it to me for free so why not listen to it. hmmm.
• well, i got myself back onto my sassy horse and decided to send cc a "bumper sticker" on facebook that said something to the effect of me being superior in guitar hero. let me also preface by saying that i drove around indy for 4 damn hours last march to find him that game for his birthday. (i know, i take that cupcake for be an amazing girlfriend.) i pretty much dominate anyone at guitar hero, except those 4 year old freaks on you tube who rock out on expert without looking at the screen. anyhow, after 3 days of texting and much debating i went to cc’s house for a showdown. needless to say, like always, he managed to do better than me at guitar hero. i'm only admitting it because we have a re-match at the end of may when he'll be in chi for work. i think it was something in the vodka he made me that weakened my play.
• tons of people ask me about my necklace i've been wearing and ask where i got it and what it stands for. let's clear some things up, shall we? i made my necklace out of a long necklace i bought last summer. i took the original pineapple charm off it and added the charm of an earring that i lost the mate to at casie's sisters wedding (another reason to not like weddings). when i got the other charm i just added it on. things the charm could stand for: delish, dad, daydream, delusional, detox, douche bag, dandy, detached, disappointed, domino, dresses, drinks, defining moments, drama-free, doodling, determined, dumpling, discovery, divulging, demanding, diamonds, darling, daring, double-stuff oreos, dismay, decorating, dysfunction, dancing, day-drinking, dazed & confused. maybe i should get an f one, too and it could just stand for fuck. f-you, f-off, f-no, f-ing a right, f-yeah. f, the possibilities are endless. oh boy.
• annoying that the ucla game is not on in this half of the country. i don't even like ucla, but i do love my hometown and the pac-10 so i'll make an exception with the basketball tourney. note, under no circumstances shall i ever receive any sort of medical treatment at ucla. just in case, now you know. p.s. don't bruin your life.
• they say there is something like 7 stages of grief. i remember them from health class: shock or disbelief, denial, anger, bargaining, guilt, depression, acceptance & hope. i think since this time last year, i’ve only reached acceptance & hope once, in august, and the other 6 have been a routine re-occurrence since then. 2008 was supposed to be a good year and take the bad away from 2007. well, i've decided that maybe, since things have only gotten worse in 2008, it's just that my 24th year of life will be bad so now i'm looking to year 25 to turn things around for me. plan is to go on a humanitarian trip to help other people. i'm thinking of honduras, but will keep you posted. i'll be in the us on the 08.08.08, but the plan for that is still up in the air. there will most definitely be massive amounts of sparkly, gold lame involved for sure. we can go to the tropics, sip pina coladas, shorty I could take you there.
• camera is broke, so when it's fixed i'll put some piccies up. i move into my new place on tuesday, goody goody gumdrops! now come visit cause i'm lonely. xoxo.

i like turtles...

...and sidewalks.

• back from pgh, well rested and ready to go for the work week. i fell on st. patricks day. i know, it's typical of me to fall. especially after 72 hours of drinking like a man. but this time it was different. as my friends know, i always injur myself on our trips, but it's usually due to wearing heels at inappropriate times. well this time, after walking what seemed to be like 4 miles through an ally in the southside of pittsburgh, past a dude resisting arrest, and through a motorcade of police we were finally almost to our destination. then, hands in pocket, i face planted and kissed a man named sidewalk. after i layed there for what seemed like a lifetime, my friends helped me up and i had a freak out. i thought my adorable little nose was broke. why couldn't my lip just be busted? i mean, i'd pay good money to get those a little more plump, but my nose?! vom. so here are photos of us at the western penn. sports & history museum. there are more in my kodak gallery (if your special enough to have that link, you have all my photos) and i'll put some on facebook, too. piccies don't even do it justice. you can't see the road rash on my face, or bruises on my lips. oh well, i've always wanted an excuse to wear bright tacky colored lipstick. it kind of camo's the pink-ness of the rest of my nose, dontcha think? enjoy and please, have a good laugh, as it's funny as hell. xoxo

steelers championship rings cheer me up!

my face looks like i play for the penguins

you can't even tell from far away

group shot in the trophy room

i figure if i fall off at least it's just carpet.

you can sort of see how gnarly it looks.

tilt your head to the left & join me on the other side.

i can totally keep up with the boys. and i'm a full foot smaller then all of them.

people keep talking they can say what they like...

...but all i know is everythings going to be alright.

• salutations from pittsburgh, pa. you know the bad thing about drinking all day? you wake up hung-over as fuck at 10. pm.
• i was sitting in the tub enjoying a relaxing bath the other night when i decided that i should start thinking about what i'm giving up for lent. mac-n-cheese, vodka, swearing, being heartbroken...then it dawned on me. easter is next weekend! when was ash wednesday?! no wonder my gramps gave up alcohol in january, i thought he was losing it. i've decided since i've been so selfish & consumed with moi that i will give up the indy 500 in may. true, after 16 years i will not be attending this year. i'm going to hawaii to visit bartow.
• wins of the week: getting a full refund from anthropologie after they already credited my gift card. acquiring a pair of black d&g skinnies in my size. work switching to environmentally friendly packaging. xanex as a form of therapy.
• loses of the week: having to make a list of forced purchases of goods for my new place. investing in a new larok dress for my brothers birthday, which ended up being a tragedy. my trust in most things male (i'll always have my daddy & my dudes). needing to use xanex.
• upon return to the chi i will be joining my new gym. it is amazing. there are no meat heads who are creepy when lifting weights, tons of free classes to take including yoga, and a sundeck off the indoor pool for summer time. and it's all within walking distance of my apartment. things are looking up!
• last night while driving to phg i got slightly intoxicated from "pepski" (god bless b-mac for his can wrappers that allow people to drink while riding). needless to say i was pretty much a jerk all night. the guys stole my phone and i noticed this morning there were several texts in my outbox that i did not send, so if you were one of the lucky ones to get a special text last night then make sure you save it and lock it. if texts were collectors items these would be platinum edition.
• molls & i went on a field trip to sephora today. we were just going for red lipstick & a re-fill of her purfume. she had the idea to get her eyes made over to reflect lucky charms. i sat in the chair next to her and watched. before i knew it, molly was up & away and i was being acosted by the make-up artist. i left the store with shamrocks and stuff you find in pots of gold on my eyes. diddlie diddlie diddlie dee.
• well, we've been here less than a day and have already survived power hour and beer bongs. there will be several photos/videos to follow, but in the meantime you can look at these and think of how much fun were are having without you. xoxo

sort of before. before i drank more.disney sing-along-songs.
power hour.sometimes you gotta rap like snoop.

the last time i freaked out, i just kept looking down...

• finally signed a lease for an apartment. mom told me to get a list of things together i need for it. i told her not to worry, jackie picked up a set of cute dessert plates from kitson with little cupcakes on them. so now my kitchen is set. i bet she rolled her eyes from my response.
• roomie and i keep passing our colds back and forth. still can't sleep through the night. i'm evading the doctor's cause i'm scared they will try and take my tonsils for reals this time. no one is every sick in summer. piss on this winter! grrr...
• sunday was sooo beautiful here. the sunniest and warmest day i can remember. i started drinking at 1 and proceed to go shopping in bucktown. after a nice little spree with the girls we went to minnie's where i treated myself to a bucket of mini coronitas. life was good for those 10 hours. then i had that re-occuring dream and couldn't sleep. maybe i should start counting sheep.
• i'm not going to discuss the demolishment of treo #73. the only statement i'll make is that i was sober and now it's in treo heaven.
• while completing my grocery shopping (while i was intoxicated with the girls on sunday. i got in trouble for drunk steering the shopping cart.) i decided i needed to pick up new weights for strength training. when i got to checkout i was pissed cause i was sobering up and mad at myself for forgetting my totes and having to use plastic bags and hurt the planet. as if using plastic bags wasn't enough, the clerk put BOTH weights in the same plastic bag and it wasn't even doubled up. jerk. 16 pounds most certainly exceeds what a freaking plastic target bag can hold. needless to say it was a shit show trying to carry all the bags upstairs and almost flailing backwards cause that one bag out weighed the other 3.
• well i found a place now get your booty's up here and come visit!!!
• kaillou & reggie are signed up for the mutt strutt. i'll post their donation webpage on here once i get it completed. our goal is to raise $400 this year, $200 each pup. it's on april 27th at the track if for anyone who is interested in helping raise money to save little animals and have their dogs do a lap at the speedway.