We parked the car, my mom and I, walked up to the brand new football field that was recently created, shortly after I left the school. I saw so many former coaches, friends, and meaningful people in my life. I got so emotional. That's why I haven't been back to visit them. Sports, volleyball, basketball, softball, were my life and these people saw it all.
Not many people know how much I lived and breathed those moments of triumph, loss, sweat, tears, and heart.
--"The killer in me is the killer in you." --
But after seeing Colin, the baby boy that meant so much to my best friend, then a 30-some year old man, everything came back to me, with this new set of shades I wear. Everything look different. And I'm ready.
The smell of salt and sunscreen is all I can think about. And how fucking awesome daddy's chardonnay is.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Y Tu Mama Tambien
Ladies night at La Casa de Whiz y Christian tonight, having been feeling pretty shitty lately, decided not to go out on the town for a raunchy sweaty Miami night.
Came over in tears to Whiz, and after a cuddle/cry session, we decided to have a smoke and open up a bottle of House Wine, a dry, cheap chardonnay that we love and hate at the same time. Whiz takes out the red and green wine glasses and pours out the emotional juice into the glasses which are fairly new and actually quite charming.
"Red or green?"
....hmmmm
"Red."
"Here's to keeping the past in your heart..." --Pause-- "... and embracing the present."
We assumed the potsmoking, wine drinking positions on the couch. And pressed play.
Y Tu Mama Tambien showed up on the widescreen hugeass TV in front of us.
Christian came in about a third of the way through the film. We passed the bowl to him, took a smoke break that lasted about 3 and a half cigarettes deep between Whiz and I. She told me some stories about her childhood and I felt happy that she let me in on these personal details.
We go inside. I sit on the reclining part of the couch. Christian is showered and watching tennis. We press play. The movie is at the part where the car breaks down as the boys and Luisa are talking about highly sexual things. Good shit.
Movie continues and it was so good that we only took one more smoke break til the end. I go to the fridge to check out the skimpy selection of booze in the grove duplex that I hang in more than my own home. I see 2 Modelo beers that Christian took from his home in Orlando. Bottle of wine is empty, and Whiz gets sleepy and tells us she's sorry that she can't hang anymore.
I open the two Modelos and Christian and I cuddle on the couch talking about how hot Andy Roddick is, and the ginger-kid he is playing against on the TV, watching the US Open. I get a few text messages, which makes Christian flinch, because of the vibrating of my awesome new Blackberry Curve on the couch.
I decide it's time to go home. I get in my car, light a smoke, and turn the radio to 93.1 only to hear Smashing Pumpkins' "1979," playing with the bass turned up, the trebble 3/4s of the way, and I arrive at my house before the song ends. Shame. Great song for a night like this.
I gently, quietly, unlock the door, hoping my mom is sleeping upstairs and not on the couch by the foyer. I open my computer, watch a video on Hurricane Andrew's destruction, sneak back downstairs, pour a paper cup full of my dad's chardonnay, and decide it's time to write.
The chardonnay is dry, cold, perfect. For once, all I can hear is my fan in my room, and I am without any rock n roll, SHOCKING. So here I am, everyone is out, asleep, or reading (I'd like to think?) and I pause every 30 seconds to reply to a message on my phone.
"Here's to keeping the past in my heart and embracing the present."
Came over in tears to Whiz, and after a cuddle/cry session, we decided to have a smoke and open up a bottle of House Wine, a dry, cheap chardonnay that we love and hate at the same time. Whiz takes out the red and green wine glasses and pours out the emotional juice into the glasses which are fairly new and actually quite charming.
"Red or green?"
....hmmmm
"Red."
"Here's to keeping the past in your heart..." --Pause-- "... and embracing the present."
We assumed the potsmoking, wine drinking positions on the couch. And pressed play.
Y Tu Mama Tambien showed up on the widescreen hugeass TV in front of us.
Christian came in about a third of the way through the film. We passed the bowl to him, took a smoke break that lasted about 3 and a half cigarettes deep between Whiz and I. She told me some stories about her childhood and I felt happy that she let me in on these personal details.
We go inside. I sit on the reclining part of the couch. Christian is showered and watching tennis. We press play. The movie is at the part where the car breaks down as the boys and Luisa are talking about highly sexual things. Good shit.
Movie continues and it was so good that we only took one more smoke break til the end. I go to the fridge to check out the skimpy selection of booze in the grove duplex that I hang in more than my own home. I see 2 Modelo beers that Christian took from his home in Orlando. Bottle of wine is empty, and Whiz gets sleepy and tells us she's sorry that she can't hang anymore.
I open the two Modelos and Christian and I cuddle on the couch talking about how hot Andy Roddick is, and the ginger-kid he is playing against on the TV, watching the US Open. I get a few text messages, which makes Christian flinch, because of the vibrating of my awesome new Blackberry Curve on the couch.
I decide it's time to go home. I get in my car, light a smoke, and turn the radio to 93.1 only to hear Smashing Pumpkins' "1979," playing with the bass turned up, the trebble 3/4s of the way, and I arrive at my house before the song ends. Shame. Great song for a night like this.
I gently, quietly, unlock the door, hoping my mom is sleeping upstairs and not on the couch by the foyer. I open my computer, watch a video on Hurricane Andrew's destruction, sneak back downstairs, pour a paper cup full of my dad's chardonnay, and decide it's time to write.
The chardonnay is dry, cold, perfect. For once, all I can hear is my fan in my room, and I am without any rock n roll, SHOCKING. So here I am, everyone is out, asleep, or reading (I'd like to think?) and I pause every 30 seconds to reply to a message on my phone.
"Here's to keeping the past in my heart and embracing the present."
Friday, August 22, 2008
OK, OK...
This is the end of the stupid B.S. gossip as amazingly entertaining as it may be....
I'm done. I've given my objective opinion... that's all. Over it!
Anyway... Great night for Nothing Original, with the first photo shoot (of many) going SO AMAZING.... Big stuff coming out of this clothing line, that's for sure....
In other news, just secured a few spots for my favorite NY dj in MIAMI!!!! So get ready to dance your pants off in October when my AMAZING artist, WILLIAM (aka Jake Destruction) comes back to Miami to make you dance, sweat, and sing all over this city (and state).
Drunk posts, awesome!!
I'll clarify tomorrow when I can actually write proper sentences.
DONE. F- You paige, tiff, ry, and jakey for not being up at this decent hour.
xoxo....... NOT!!!!!!!
I'm done. I've given my objective opinion... that's all. Over it!
Anyway... Great night for Nothing Original, with the first photo shoot (of many) going SO AMAZING.... Big stuff coming out of this clothing line, that's for sure....
In other news, just secured a few spots for my favorite NY dj in MIAMI!!!! So get ready to dance your pants off in October when my AMAZING artist, WILLIAM (aka Jake Destruction) comes back to Miami to make you dance, sweat, and sing all over this city (and state).
Drunk posts, awesome!!
I'll clarify tomorrow when I can actually write proper sentences.
DONE. F- You paige, tiff, ry, and jakey for not being up at this decent hour.
xoxo....... NOT!!!!!!!
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Forget Laguna Beach!
This is fucking MIAMI BEACH!!!! The drama levels are a Catagory 5 and rising!
Reporting live, from my uneventful work desk, we now have a new bulletin posted by Miss. Awesome Ally herself. The drama is not slowing down anytime soon!
Yikes! Something about death threats and being "hung wet and beaten," (which is my personal favorite part, because I have no fucking idea what that means.) Somehow someone must have hacked into "She Lies," facebook account and gotten a hold of a conversation involving shit talking Miami people, plotting a hitman to *gaspppp* kill Ally, and some other bullshit about selling her soul to get even.
I'm sorry to say it but the only thing that there is to get even with would be stealing Jorge's Cancer Thunder, missy! But at least if, hypothetically, she were to sell her soul like she says she would, it would be an uncancerous, benign soul!
Oh shat, here come to comments, let the games begin...
http://bulletins.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=bulletin.read&authorID=9886015&messageID=6054136004&MyToken=e9461090-052a-4317-b0c4-4ae4b3466102
Reporting live, from my uneventful work desk, we now have a new bulletin posted by Miss. Awesome Ally herself. The drama is not slowing down anytime soon!
Yikes! Something about death threats and being "hung wet and beaten," (which is my personal favorite part, because I have no fucking idea what that means.) Somehow someone must have hacked into "She Lies," facebook account and gotten a hold of a conversation involving shit talking Miami people, plotting a hitman to *gaspppp* kill Ally, and some other bullshit about selling her soul to get even.
I'm sorry to say it but the only thing that there is to get even with would be stealing Jorge's Cancer Thunder, missy! But at least if, hypothetically, she were to sell her soul like she says she would, it would be an uncancerous, benign soul!
Oh shat, here come to comments, let the games begin...
http://bulletins.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=bulletin.read&authorID=9886015&messageID=6054136004&MyToken=e9461090-052a-4317-b0c4-4ae4b3466102
Just to Clarify...
Whether it was a joke or not, "Anonymous," just commented saying that it is outdated to use the internet to harass someone, so I wanted to clarify before this gets ugly...
My response:
"Wait, wait... Harassing? Are you nuts? This is not harassment, as harassment is intimidation, pressure, or embarrassment. This is a girl that, supposedly, has maliciously and intentionally coerced her way into using a fake life-threatening disease into using people, their money, and their emotions. I'm not saying it was 100% false, as there may have been some truth to what she was claiming, but it was obviously wrong to fake an illness to get whatever it was she wanted.
And this specifically insults me because I have been the friend of someone that was TRULY sick and so I think it's pathetic-- that is, if this is really the truth.
And as far as using the internet, which is "outdated," what are you doing reading my blog if it's so outdated. I can post whatever I want. And if you look back into June/July you'll see a variety of posts, all random, all just to remember moments. But you know what? When something like this happens, why not throw it out to the people that do read this so they can make their own call.
That's it. Judge for yourself. You don't have to agree with me, or anyone else, you have your own decisions to make. And if you don't care, drop it. But the fact is, something's up and maybe not everyone cares but I think, if it was a huge lie, that is absolutely disgusting."
My response:
"Wait, wait... Harassing? Are you nuts? This is not harassment, as harassment is intimidation, pressure, or embarrassment. This is a girl that, supposedly, has maliciously and intentionally coerced her way into using a fake life-threatening disease into using people, their money, and their emotions. I'm not saying it was 100% false, as there may have been some truth to what she was claiming, but it was obviously wrong to fake an illness to get whatever it was she wanted.
And this specifically insults me because I have been the friend of someone that was TRULY sick and so I think it's pathetic-- that is, if this is really the truth.
And as far as using the internet, which is "outdated," what are you doing reading my blog if it's so outdated. I can post whatever I want. And if you look back into June/July you'll see a variety of posts, all random, all just to remember moments. But you know what? When something like this happens, why not throw it out to the people that do read this so they can make their own call.
That's it. Judge for yourself. You don't have to agree with me, or anyone else, you have your own decisions to make. And if you don't care, drop it. But the fact is, something's up and maybe not everyone cares but I think, if it was a huge lie, that is absolutely disgusting."
Faking Cancer?
Ok, so this is fucked up as hell.... Here's my first Scene News Gossip story... YEAH I SAID IT, WHAT THE FUCK WOULD YOU CALL IT?
Ally's story:
i am no longer friends with kimberly wiggins
she is a fraud
all of you know that i was her roommate and we did everything together
and i helped her through everything
and i knew her better than anyone else
so believe me when i say you all have been lied to
she is NOT sick. in any way shape or form. the only type of sickness she has is in the head.
her pill bottles had no labels
the 'injections' she took (but never let me see her take) are NO WHERE to be found in that apt
she NEVER let me go to the drs with her
someone who has cancer does NOT further injure their body with mass amounts of drugs and alcohol (which MANY of you saw her do..im sorry someone can NOT do that much cocaine and be dying of cancer and STILL be alive right now!)
and she told me not to speak about her 'illness' infront of her parents bc they couldnt cope
there is not one hospital record in that house that says she has cancer!
BULLSHIT
im sorry i ever defended her and to all of you good people who warned me i should of listened sooner
every single word out of her mouth is a LIE
i am very much upset and livid about this. bc not only did i defend her- i introduced her to many good people and treated her like my own flesh and blood.
i am back to going out solo. no more mini-me's will i be bringing out. this is why i do NOT have girlfriends. you have to be pretty fucking SICK in the head to make this shit up.
take all this information for what its worth. make your own assumptions. but i know many of you have questioned this. and come to me with questions. and if youre hearing this from me im not sure what better source you can get it from.
ive questioned this for a few weeks now and i finally got the answers i needed to prove my theory.
any document she is claiming to get is FALSE and either photoshopped or not her file and switched to say her name.
i created your reputation kim and now im going to do everything in my power to destroy it you sick twisted fuck.
Kim's response:
ny one of you reading this who DOES NOT BELIEVE/DOUBTS what I have, give me your e-mail so I can send you DOCUMENTS.
Already talk to my mother in which are being e-mailed over at approx. 9:30am
PLEASE.
Ally's response:
i heard i needed a better title for my bulletins- so you all would open them faster (thanks thomas!)
so its only 10am and ive done a pretty good job of destroying her sick sick life
if you go back and read my first bulletin of the day you can fully understand what im talking about
so far people seemed to be shocked- yet get over it quickly and add "well this just makes way more sense"
if anyone has the number for dan one of the owners of purdy i need his #.
im pretty sure he will want the $1,000 he gave to kim for emergency surgery aka her RENT. yea and he gave it to her in cash. tisk tisk.
i should of listened to duran many many months ago when he told me to stop creating these girls to be like me and making them my prodigys bc one day they would try and take me over. well i create u and ill destroy you.
god who knew payback was so much fun!?
ps i moved outta that crazy apt this morning. back at my parents. they gave me a tank of gas my bed and ihop so far.
and you people keep calling/texting/IMing me. i can only respond so fast! gossip amongst yourself until i post another juicy bulletin
its only 10:30am i have so many more stories for you all!
My take:
Ok, so we all know our other friend, Jorge.... And if you don't, he's the most insanely funny, amazing dude in the world. He went through some shit of his own-- but get this-- HIS WAS REAL! Everyone's seen how he has acted for this past year... Now he's fine, but we all know how weak he was and how closely he had to take care of himself to get better.
And a fashion show? Which made a brilliant story, battling cancer, then coming out with this clothing line, working through the weakness and the pain, to put on this fashion show, which most everyone attended. Wow! I'm not even mad! I'm impressed!
This is, really, an insult to the people that were A. Truly there for Jorge when he was going through his own shit, and B. The people that offered their friendship to Kim. This has been something, especially going through the months with Jorge, that we all have been wondering. How does she pull weekend benders every single week, and survive, let alone with cancer? I feel like we've all kind of wondered this all along but haven't said anything. When you have cancer, you have to take care of your body to the point where even party animal, Mr. Open Bar King himself, Jorge, had to sit on the sidelines for months. Now that the truth is out, I'm surprised at how low someone can go for attention and how disrespectful someone can be to the people that have gone through this shit REALLY, and the people that have to watch their friends suffer. What. The. Fuck.
More to come, perhaps...
*Edit*
Bravo! The theme to this blog entry is definitely Anchorman's Will Ferrel's take on his dog Baxter eating a whole wheel of cheese:
"I'm not even mad! I'm impressed!" I smell an oscar... oh--- or a liar?
Ally's story:
i am no longer friends with kimberly wiggins
she is a fraud
all of you know that i was her roommate and we did everything together
and i helped her through everything
and i knew her better than anyone else
so believe me when i say you all have been lied to
she is NOT sick. in any way shape or form. the only type of sickness she has is in the head.
her pill bottles had no labels
the 'injections' she took (but never let me see her take) are NO WHERE to be found in that apt
she NEVER let me go to the drs with her
someone who has cancer does NOT further injure their body with mass amounts of drugs and alcohol (which MANY of you saw her do..im sorry someone can NOT do that much cocaine and be dying of cancer and STILL be alive right now!)
and she told me not to speak about her 'illness' infront of her parents bc they couldnt cope
there is not one hospital record in that house that says she has cancer!
BULLSHIT
im sorry i ever defended her and to all of you good people who warned me i should of listened sooner
every single word out of her mouth is a LIE
i am very much upset and livid about this. bc not only did i defend her- i introduced her to many good people and treated her like my own flesh and blood.
i am back to going out solo. no more mini-me's will i be bringing out. this is why i do NOT have girlfriends. you have to be pretty fucking SICK in the head to make this shit up.
take all this information for what its worth. make your own assumptions. but i know many of you have questioned this. and come to me with questions. and if youre hearing this from me im not sure what better source you can get it from.
ive questioned this for a few weeks now and i finally got the answers i needed to prove my theory.
any document she is claiming to get is FALSE and either photoshopped or not her file and switched to say her name.
i created your reputation kim and now im going to do everything in my power to destroy it you sick twisted fuck.
Kim's response:
ny one of you reading this who DOES NOT BELIEVE/DOUBTS what I have, give me your e-mail so I can send you DOCUMENTS.
Already talk to my mother in which are being e-mailed over at approx. 9:30am
PLEASE.
Ally's response:
i heard i needed a better title for my bulletins- so you all would open them faster (thanks thomas!)
so its only 10am and ive done a pretty good job of destroying her sick sick life
if you go back and read my first bulletin of the day you can fully understand what im talking about
so far people seemed to be shocked- yet get over it quickly and add "well this just makes way more sense"
if anyone has the number for dan one of the owners of purdy i need his #.
im pretty sure he will want the $1,000 he gave to kim for emergency surgery aka her RENT. yea and he gave it to her in cash. tisk tisk.
i should of listened to duran many many months ago when he told me to stop creating these girls to be like me and making them my prodigys bc one day they would try and take me over. well i create u and ill destroy you.
god who knew payback was so much fun!?
ps i moved outta that crazy apt this morning. back at my parents. they gave me a tank of gas my bed and ihop so far.
and you people keep calling/texting/IMing me. i can only respond so fast! gossip amongst yourself until i post another juicy bulletin
its only 10:30am i have so many more stories for you all!
My take:
Ok, so we all know our other friend, Jorge.... And if you don't, he's the most insanely funny, amazing dude in the world. He went through some shit of his own-- but get this-- HIS WAS REAL! Everyone's seen how he has acted for this past year... Now he's fine, but we all know how weak he was and how closely he had to take care of himself to get better.
And a fashion show? Which made a brilliant story, battling cancer, then coming out with this clothing line, working through the weakness and the pain, to put on this fashion show, which most everyone attended. Wow! I'm not even mad! I'm impressed!
This is, really, an insult to the people that were A. Truly there for Jorge when he was going through his own shit, and B. The people that offered their friendship to Kim. This has been something, especially going through the months with Jorge, that we all have been wondering. How does she pull weekend benders every single week, and survive, let alone with cancer? I feel like we've all kind of wondered this all along but haven't said anything. When you have cancer, you have to take care of your body to the point where even party animal, Mr. Open Bar King himself, Jorge, had to sit on the sidelines for months. Now that the truth is out, I'm surprised at how low someone can go for attention and how disrespectful someone can be to the people that have gone through this shit REALLY, and the people that have to watch their friends suffer. What. The. Fuck.
More to come, perhaps...
*Edit*
Bravo! The theme to this blog entry is definitely Anchorman's Will Ferrel's take on his dog Baxter eating a whole wheel of cheese:
"I'm not even mad! I'm impressed!" I smell an oscar... oh--- or a liar?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Retards
http://miami.craigslist.org/mdc/laf/803102768.html
HAHAHAH IS THIS A JOKE??? Who in the right mind would ask for their bag of money back thinking they'd get it back and that half would suffice. Keep dreaming. This is America... we're not nice here...
HAHAHAH IS THIS A JOKE??? Who in the right mind would ask for their bag of money back thinking they'd get it back and that half would suffice. Keep dreaming. This is America... we're not nice here...
Monday, August 18, 2008
DEAR PAIGE AND TIFFANY
Tiffany- you suck.
Paige- Don't blame your technological incompetence and lack of patience for photobucket on me. Go get another 100% in your dumb interior design class. And give me back my love swing!
Paige- Don't blame your technological incompetence and lack of patience for photobucket on me. Go get another 100% in your dumb interior design class. And give me back my love swing!
Live Music Review: NRWO
So Saturday night, Whiz and I ventured out to see the band, Nothing Rhymes With Orange at the Titanic in Coral Gables. The show consisted of three sets, 2 of which were the full band, the other being an acoustic duo featuring Carl Almasy, the lead singer, and his brother Rich Coccaro on the guitar. They played my personal favorite Nothing Rhymes With Orange song, "Love Poam," which they had not played for a long time, and even did a Billy Idol cover of "Dancing With Myself," which obviously made Jennifer, Whiz and I dance our drunk asses off.
They played a great variety of some older songs, some newer ones, and some AWESOME covers! "Kill the Vibe," "Billy the Kid," and "Just Passing Through," were awesome, and it seemed like the band was all on the same page, they looked great, sounded great, and they're all amazing guys. They venture off to New York, in the beginning of September (meaning all you crazy NYers better be out there supporting them!) and then to Europe for quite a while. I was stoked for this show, and it surpassed my expectations. Downside: after about 6 shots of Jameson, a few Whiskey and Cokes and a shitton of beer, I ended up spending way too much money, but come on! Special times call for stupid decisions!
Here are some pics from that night, and as you can tell, most of us were not too sober....
Look who decided to show up!
Rich and I:
Yeah rock n roll, ALEXI = DRUNK
Whiz and Jennifer:
Carl and I:
Choke hold for trying to make them sing "Magnolia?"
Derek, Derek, and Rich!
These guys are awesome!
They played a great variety of some older songs, some newer ones, and some AWESOME covers! "Kill the Vibe," "Billy the Kid," and "Just Passing Through," were awesome, and it seemed like the band was all on the same page, they looked great, sounded great, and they're all amazing guys. They venture off to New York, in the beginning of September (meaning all you crazy NYers better be out there supporting them!) and then to Europe for quite a while. I was stoked for this show, and it surpassed my expectations. Downside: after about 6 shots of Jameson, a few Whiskey and Cokes and a shitton of beer, I ended up spending way too much money, but come on! Special times call for stupid decisions!
Here are some pics from that night, and as you can tell, most of us were not too sober....
Look who decided to show up!
Rich and I:
Yeah rock n roll, ALEXI = DRUNK
Whiz and Jennifer:
Carl and I:
Choke hold for trying to make them sing "Magnolia?"
Derek, Derek, and Rich!
These guys are awesome!
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Monster Trucks!
Yeah, the four of us, Whitney, Christian, Dakota, and I, went to a Monster Truck show in Ft. Lauderdale. And if you think we're lame, you obviously have never been to a Monster Truck show. We originally thought we were going to fit in perfectly, dressed as trashy, rednecked-out as possible, showing up completely belligerent from Miller High Life, wearing cut up clothing and obnoxious attitudes. With the help of the lovely, but MIA, Pagina, I got dressed up in white Daisy Duke-esque shorts, a harley davidson cut off tank, boots, and a fanny pack. Of course, the first suggestion when I ask how a trashy redneck dresses was "Flannel and cutoffs?" SEE PIC AT TOP OF PAGE FOR A GOOD LAUGH.
However, when we got there, we quickly realized that we were the ones that looked completely out of place because it turned out to be a relatively normal family event (how the fuck were we supposed to know normal people went to Monster Truck shows??) and we stuck out like sore thumbs, reeking of booze, cigarettes, and dressed like total poons.
It actually turned out to be a blast! Christian and I bet Whitney and Dakota that the GRAVEDIGGER would win the tournament, and they were huge fans of Batman! It turned out, obviously, the cooler truck won, and Christian and I won ourselves a round of Bud Lights, and of course rubbed it in Whiz and Dakota's faces at every opportunity.
And of course, there were the classic moments of Whiz and I flirting with the Motocross bikers, Monster Truck drivers, and of course, the digger disc promo dude. And let's not forget the world famous, and very classic "Air BJ Signal," to one of the referees. He ran over to his other referee friends and giggled like a school boy while trying to hide his boner. Yeah I said it.
Here are some shots from the show!
Sick Son-a-Bitches!
After the show, we decided our night was not over, and we proceeded to drink another pitcher of Bud Light at Flannigan's, still dressed like fucking idiots, ate gross greasy food, and chatted it up with Scott, the 38 year old waiter that had a 15 year old son, and has been sexually active for longer than I've been alive, but he still managed to hit on Whit and I. Oh-- and my AMAZING FRIEND WHIZ decided to leave him MY REAL PHONE NUMBER on the receipt. Thanks, Whiz, you're quite the special friend!!
However, when we got there, we quickly realized that we were the ones that looked completely out of place because it turned out to be a relatively normal family event (how the fuck were we supposed to know normal people went to Monster Truck shows??) and we stuck out like sore thumbs, reeking of booze, cigarettes, and dressed like total poons.
It actually turned out to be a blast! Christian and I bet Whitney and Dakota that the GRAVEDIGGER would win the tournament, and they were huge fans of Batman! It turned out, obviously, the cooler truck won, and Christian and I won ourselves a round of Bud Lights, and of course rubbed it in Whiz and Dakota's faces at every opportunity.
And of course, there were the classic moments of Whiz and I flirting with the Motocross bikers, Monster Truck drivers, and of course, the digger disc promo dude. And let's not forget the world famous, and very classic "Air BJ Signal," to one of the referees. He ran over to his other referee friends and giggled like a school boy while trying to hide his boner. Yeah I said it.
Here are some shots from the show!
Sick Son-a-Bitches!
After the show, we decided our night was not over, and we proceeded to drink another pitcher of Bud Light at Flannigan's, still dressed like fucking idiots, ate gross greasy food, and chatted it up with Scott, the 38 year old waiter that had a 15 year old son, and has been sexually active for longer than I've been alive, but he still managed to hit on Whit and I. Oh-- and my AMAZING FRIEND WHIZ decided to leave him MY REAL PHONE NUMBER on the receipt. Thanks, Whiz, you're quite the special friend!!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Saturday Night: Nothing Rhymes With Orange
Tonight, local south Florida band, Nothing Rhymes With Orange will be playing at the Titanic in Coral Gables at about 11pm. It's going to be a great show, the bar is awesome, and basically it's going to be a kickass night.
No cover, cheap drinks, and great music. Need I say more?
The Titanic Brewery
5813 Ponce de Leon Blvd.
Miami, FL 33146
myspace.com/nrwo
No cover, cheap drinks, and great music. Need I say more?
The Titanic Brewery
5813 Ponce de Leon Blvd.
Miami, FL 33146
myspace.com/nrwo
Friday, August 15, 2008
She Flys
Tonight at Glass @ The Forge, Kim's got her very first fashion show! She is an amazing, beautiful, talented girl. I highly suggest you check this out!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
My Scaredy.. Dogs?
Major storm down here in Miami (what else is new in the summer), so my pups are acting like whiney babies all scared of the thunder. Presenting, Mocha and Frankieface:
Nap time with the babies
when I don't pay attention to Frankie he swats at my arm with his paw till I tell him he's still my little monster (fat monster)
Nap time with the babies
when I don't pay attention to Frankie he swats at my arm with his paw till I tell him he's still my little monster (fat monster)
WRITE EXACTLY WHATS ON YOUR MIND, AND DONT CHANGE IT!
I'm tired of: being single and school projects
I am listening to: Crimson purrrr in my ear
Maybe I should: order delivery I'm kind of hungry
I wish: I knew what my life will be like in 2 years
I have lost my respect: for dumb people
I last ate: mini burgers and fries
The meaning of my display name is: my miami nickname
Love is: hard to find and frustrating when you do
Is your hair wet? nope
Are you wearing chap stick? its more of a lip gloss and yes I ALWAYS have lip gloss on
Are you tired? a little
Are you mad? not yet but its only noon
Are you upset? more frustrated than upset
Last beverage? bloody mary
Last phone call? jonesy poo
**** HAVE YOU EVER ****
Dated someone twice? ummm kind of
Been cheated on? nope
---THIS MONTH HAVE YOU---
Fallen out of love? ha no
Laughed until you almost cried? at least once a day
Found out who your true friends and best friends were? a while ago
Is there something you want to tell someone? ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Do you think any one of your friends will repost this? probably
Who was the FIRST person to text you today? my apprentice
Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? hmmmm wouldn't you like to know
Favorite drink? diet coke with an occasional guest appearence from vodka
Last time you talked to your mom? a few days ago
Where are you right now? on my bed
Favorite pie? chocolate
Latest you stayed up in the past week? i think it was like 7
What is the last thing you said aloud? crimson! you don't bite your mother!
Last time you went to church? GROSS
Story behind your MySpace song? Jones sent it to me. . .and I like to make out?
DESCRIBE YOUR :
Wallet? STOLEN
Eyes? green and yellow. . .evil
Life? awesomely frustrating
WHAT ARE YOU:
Wearing? the blue dress I wore yesterday
Wanting? a sign. . .oh and new clothes
Listening to? silence. . .for once
Smelling? clean sheets. . . also for once
Do you remember your dreams? rarely
I'm tired of: being single and school projects
I am listening to: Crimson purrrr in my ear
Maybe I should: order delivery I'm kind of hungry
I wish: I knew what my life will be like in 2 years
I have lost my respect: for dumb people
I last ate: mini burgers and fries
The meaning of my display name is: my miami nickname
Love is: hard to find and frustrating when you do
Is your hair wet? nope
Are you wearing chap stick? its more of a lip gloss and yes I ALWAYS have lip gloss on
Are you tired? a little
Are you mad? not yet but its only noon
Are you upset? more frustrated than upset
Last beverage? bloody mary
Last phone call? jonesy poo
**** HAVE YOU EVER ****
Dated someone twice? ummm kind of
Been cheated on? nope
---THIS MONTH HAVE YOU---
Fallen out of love? ha no
Laughed until you almost cried? at least once a day
Found out who your true friends and best friends were? a while ago
Is there something you want to tell someone? ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Do you think any one of your friends will repost this? probably
Who was the FIRST person to text you today? my apprentice
Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? hmmmm wouldn't you like to know
Favorite drink? diet coke with an occasional guest appearence from vodka
Last time you talked to your mom? a few days ago
Where are you right now? on my bed
Favorite pie? chocolate
Latest you stayed up in the past week? i think it was like 7
What is the last thing you said aloud? crimson! you don't bite your mother!
Last time you went to church? GROSS
Story behind your MySpace song? Jones sent it to me. . .and I like to make out?
DESCRIBE YOUR :
Wallet? STOLEN
Eyes? green and yellow. . .evil
Life? awesomely frustrating
WHAT ARE YOU:
Wearing? the blue dress I wore yesterday
Wanting? a sign. . .oh and new clothes
Listening to? silence. . .for once
Smelling? clean sheets. . . also for once
Do you remember your dreams? rarely
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Music Babies Check it Out!
So today my lovely, talented, beautiful, intelligent Jaelyn showed me this website The Pirate Bay , which is a program that allows you to download full albums at a time. It even lists the tracks for you, so you can see what you're downloading, gives you a description about the band, ratings of the album, and suggestions of bands you might like, based upon your searches.
If you have limewire already, the website sends the album to your limewire and then directly to your iTunes without even having to go through the bullshit of using 3 different programs. Also-- what I like the most, is that I am completely OCD when it comes to my organization of my music (the misfits vs. misfits vs. THE MISFITS really pisses me off) so you're going to have a clean iTunes library, too. Not that anyone really cares about that besides me.
Anyway, check it out, it's a great tool, especially if you're looking for new music. There are also some Electro mixes I've stumbled upon, and some dj recordings which is always fun to check out.
Word up.
If you have limewire already, the website sends the album to your limewire and then directly to your iTunes without even having to go through the bullshit of using 3 different programs. Also-- what I like the most, is that I am completely OCD when it comes to my organization of my music (the misfits vs. misfits vs. THE MISFITS really pisses me off) so you're going to have a clean iTunes library, too. Not that anyone really cares about that besides me.
Anyway, check it out, it's a great tool, especially if you're looking for new music. There are also some Electro mixes I've stumbled upon, and some dj recordings which is always fun to check out.
Word up.
WRITE EXACTLY WHATS ON YOUR MIND, AND DONT CHANGE IT!
I'm tired of: living home
I am listening to: These Electric Lives
Maybe I should: keep being um, awesome?
I wish: i was anywhere but home
I have lost my respect: for hypocrites and dumb people.
I last ate: some pasta salad crap
The meaning of my display name is: my fucking name?
Love is: worth the pain
Is your hair wet? negative
Are you wearing chap stick? the taste of her cherry chap stick!!!! sorry, ADD, no.
Are you tired? im always the same.
Are you mad? yep
Are you upset? yep, when im home.
Last beverage? vitamin water essential ,duh
Last phone call? whizzy fa shizzy
**** HAVE YOU EVER ****
Dated someone twice? i guess
Been cheated on? not that i know of?
---THIS MONTH HAVE YOU---
Fallen out of love? hahahahah
Laughed until you almost cried? did i used to live with paige and tiff? yes. ok then.
Found out who your true friends and best friends were? absolutely
Is there something you want to tell someone? lots of things i'd like to tell lotsa people!
Do you think any one of your friends will repost this? probably
Who was the FIRST person to text you today? HIM
Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? ^
Favorite drink? vitamin energy waaaaaa!
Last time you talked to your mom? she's yelling something to me now but im going to pretend not to hear it. mwahaha
Where are you right now? on my bed
Favorite pie? in your face
Latest you stayed up in the past week? 4? 5? idk, someone else can answer that better than i can
What is the last thing you said aloud? i think i sang something. ha!
Last time you went to church? whats a church?
Story behind your MySpace song? xavier showed me crystal castles like 8 or 9 months ago and i heard this song and love it again.
DESCRIBE YOUR :
Wallet? green d&g which has now been taken over by figo stickers and JJ stickers cause i don't actually like the wallet
Eyes? curious
Life? spontaneous
WHAT ARE YOU:
Wearing? white tights and a grey vneck
Wanting? a phone call and for project runway to come on alreadyyyy
Listening to? crystal castles Crimewave cause i had to check my song. oh yeah and cause its the dopeshat
Smelling? cigarette
Do you remember your dreams? shockingly YES.... especially since I went away to NY... I've remembered every single one.
I'm tired of: living home
I am listening to: These Electric Lives
Maybe I should: keep being um, awesome?
I wish: i was anywhere but home
I have lost my respect: for hypocrites and dumb people.
I last ate: some pasta salad crap
The meaning of my display name is: my fucking name?
Love is: worth the pain
Is your hair wet? negative
Are you wearing chap stick? the taste of her cherry chap stick!!!! sorry, ADD, no.
Are you tired? im always the same.
Are you mad? yep
Are you upset? yep, when im home.
Last beverage? vitamin water essential ,duh
Last phone call? whizzy fa shizzy
**** HAVE YOU EVER ****
Dated someone twice? i guess
Been cheated on? not that i know of?
---THIS MONTH HAVE YOU---
Fallen out of love? hahahahah
Laughed until you almost cried? did i used to live with paige and tiff? yes. ok then.
Found out who your true friends and best friends were? absolutely
Is there something you want to tell someone? lots of things i'd like to tell lotsa people!
Do you think any one of your friends will repost this? probably
Who was the FIRST person to text you today? HIM
Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning? ^
Favorite drink? vitamin energy waaaaaa!
Last time you talked to your mom? she's yelling something to me now but im going to pretend not to hear it. mwahaha
Where are you right now? on my bed
Favorite pie? in your face
Latest you stayed up in the past week? 4? 5? idk, someone else can answer that better than i can
What is the last thing you said aloud? i think i sang something. ha!
Last time you went to church? whats a church?
Story behind your MySpace song? xavier showed me crystal castles like 8 or 9 months ago and i heard this song and love it again.
DESCRIBE YOUR :
Wallet? green d&g which has now been taken over by figo stickers and JJ stickers cause i don't actually like the wallet
Eyes? curious
Life? spontaneous
WHAT ARE YOU:
Wearing? white tights and a grey vneck
Wanting? a phone call and for project runway to come on alreadyyyy
Listening to? crystal castles Crimewave cause i had to check my song. oh yeah and cause its the dopeshat
Smelling? cigarette
Do you remember your dreams? shockingly YES.... especially since I went away to NY... I've remembered every single one.
Aghh!
Interview later for New Times, then PlumTV tomorrow!! That is all.
oh yeah, and my brother just got Guitar Hero. We've suddenly been hanging out a lot more...
oh yeah, and my brother just got Guitar Hero. We've suddenly been hanging out a lot more...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Space Nerd
My best friend J just told me that there is a Meteor shower tonight, which for space nerds such as myself, this is a pretty big deal. It will be visible from 1:30am-6am, at which point dozens of meteors are going to be visible per hour! This is what you can expect to see:
or
or my personal favorite:
Maybe not this as intense in say, Miami or NY, because of light pollution and all that crap, but yeah, check it out!
or
or my personal favorite:
Maybe not this as intense in say, Miami or NY, because of light pollution and all that crap, but yeah, check it out!
USA! USA! USA!
Hahahahhaahha enjoy:
"Dear... dear... it's backw-- oh fuck it, George, do it your own special way."
"Yeah, everything's just great over in Iraq!"
"And I was like.... HEYYYY!!!"
"Big booty hoe! Holler atcha Prez!"
"The Drunk Dubbya"
Ya, that's our president. First pic I actually don't mind him in
Ahhh, nothing like waking up to images of a FUCKING RETARD.
"Dear... dear... it's backw-- oh fuck it, George, do it your own special way."
"Yeah, everything's just great over in Iraq!"
"And I was like.... HEYYYY!!!"
"Big booty hoe! Holler atcha Prez!"
"The Drunk Dubbya"
Ya, that's our president. First pic I actually don't mind him in
Ahhh, nothing like waking up to images of a FUCKING RETARD.
A Thought Part Deux
You know, I was just at a buddy's house in downtown. And I heard approximately 7 gunshots. Most would laugh. But I don't.
Maybe I would have before.
Maybe it would have been the perfect setup for a silly joke about my city, Miami, and how corrupt everything is.
Maybe it would have been an ignorant, yet humorous, comment about the times, the area, the oblivious, reckless disparity that sometimes overcome human beings.
But you know what? Having a gun just feet---inches---from a dear friend, and your own head, should not be the catalyst for waking the fuck up.
This city... this world... is not safe. Wake the fuck up and realize that there are some people that will never touch a computer, never feel air conditioning, never know anything but poverty, and a small percentage will get so desperate that they will do anything to feel some of our comfort.
And by "our," I mean the people that are privileged enough to touch, let alone own, a computer, a cell phone, a home...
And by no means am I preaching about being overly neurotic about one's own safety or situations, and some people on the streets aren't malicious or ill-intended. However, it shouldn't take a gun to the head for everyone to realize this world and the reality of many people's situation. People don't necessarily mean to cause harm or disturbance, they just get desperate. And want what you have. And at times, it means they will take ruthless, heartless actions to show you how needy they truly are. Don't let yourself be fooled by people, and don't be fucking naive about the world we all live in.
Again, I'm not saying this to lecture anyone. I do not feel above anyone, especially not my friends that read this. All I'm saying is it shouldn't take what I went through to be aware. Don't assume everyone is good. Born good? Tabula rasa? Born evil? Locke? Rousseau's theory of social corruption? Over your head?
Well layman's terms: To avoid a life-threatening situation, and to avoid pity for me or the other person involved, (because in reality, I do not want either) please just have a heads up that sometimes people do truly evil things out of desperation, which can be life-changing for the "victim." Again, this is not to preach, lecture, provoke pity or attention; It is simply to raise awareness that NOBODY is immortal. And bad people do exist in the world, for one reason or another. Just don't take anything or anyone for granted in every way that you'd like to interpret that.
Apologies all around to anyone that is upset or offended by this entry. Just on my mind and this is the true reason I created this blog in the first place-- to spill my fucking guts.
(always) take care. -a
Maybe I would have before.
Maybe it would have been the perfect setup for a silly joke about my city, Miami, and how corrupt everything is.
Maybe it would have been an ignorant, yet humorous, comment about the times, the area, the oblivious, reckless disparity that sometimes overcome human beings.
But you know what? Having a gun just feet---inches---from a dear friend, and your own head, should not be the catalyst for waking the fuck up.
This city... this world... is not safe. Wake the fuck up and realize that there are some people that will never touch a computer, never feel air conditioning, never know anything but poverty, and a small percentage will get so desperate that they will do anything to feel some of our comfort.
And by "our," I mean the people that are privileged enough to touch, let alone own, a computer, a cell phone, a home...
And by no means am I preaching about being overly neurotic about one's own safety or situations, and some people on the streets aren't malicious or ill-intended. However, it shouldn't take a gun to the head for everyone to realize this world and the reality of many people's situation. People don't necessarily mean to cause harm or disturbance, they just get desperate. And want what you have. And at times, it means they will take ruthless, heartless actions to show you how needy they truly are. Don't let yourself be fooled by people, and don't be fucking naive about the world we all live in.
Again, I'm not saying this to lecture anyone. I do not feel above anyone, especially not my friends that read this. All I'm saying is it shouldn't take what I went through to be aware. Don't assume everyone is good. Born good? Tabula rasa? Born evil? Locke? Rousseau's theory of social corruption? Over your head?
Well layman's terms: To avoid a life-threatening situation, and to avoid pity for me or the other person involved, (because in reality, I do not want either) please just have a heads up that sometimes people do truly evil things out of desperation, which can be life-changing for the "victim." Again, this is not to preach, lecture, provoke pity or attention; It is simply to raise awareness that NOBODY is immortal. And bad people do exist in the world, for one reason or another. Just don't take anything or anyone for granted in every way that you'd like to interpret that.
Apologies all around to anyone that is upset or offended by this entry. Just on my mind and this is the true reason I created this blog in the first place-- to spill my fucking guts.
(always) take care. -a
Monday, August 11, 2008
A Conversation
Meet my bestie, Whiz. Her and I do basically everything together all day everyday. We live less than a mile apart, and not only is she one of the coolest people you'll ever meet, but she's become quite the gourmet chef in the past few months, using me and her roomie Christian as guinea pigs, which makes all of us quite happy!
Things we do range from hanging out at the Standard pool, go to public libraries, rage out on Saturday nights, dress each other in outrageous outfits, talk about boys and their dependance on women, cause trouble during classes at UM that are WAY too early anyway, and watch Project Runway and Weeds like its the fucking televised version of the bible.
Basically we are goofballs with attitude, modern feminist go-getters, Bowie-worshipping-present-day 80's princesses that like to listen to music on vinyl, drink cheap sparkling wine, and smoke the occasional hippie lettuce together. Here is one of our conversations that I stumbled upon in the amazing moleskin book she gave to me before I left for New York:
Whiz: Yo I can't find my phone. Can you call it?
Lex: Sure. Wait, I can't find mine.
Whiz: Oh, I found mine.
Lex: Oh, me too. It was under my bag.
Whiz: Stoners.
But our conversations are not always this silly. And the things we do together sometimes bring me to thinking more about life, art, music, and personalities.
We went on Art Walk a few weeks ago and as we went through the different galleries sipping whatever free booze our thirsty hands landed upon, we stumbled upon this quote:
"I was running a great race before you tripped me."
And at that moment in time, that was a great quote for my life post-New York. I turned that into:
"I was running a great race before... you inspired me. And now my head's right and my writing hand is back and I'm ready to take your bullshit. Wearing clothes that aren't mine, the world is a vampire. Breathe when you think you're suffocating, in the damp heat, don't gasp, breathe normally because it's not as bad as you have it imagined in your head. Yet I still believe that I cannot be saved...With Cobain singing to me in the car on the way to the key, cold-plunged the negativity away, life's toxins released with the shock of the ice cold water."
Written after a day at the Standard spa and pool, where these pics were taken:
So that's my homegirl! The classy piss-drunk, the talented, artsy stoner, the skinny gourmet chef, the outdoorsy girly girl, the home away from home!
Things we do range from hanging out at the Standard pool, go to public libraries, rage out on Saturday nights, dress each other in outrageous outfits, talk about boys and their dependance on women, cause trouble during classes at UM that are WAY too early anyway, and watch Project Runway and Weeds like its the fucking televised version of the bible.
Basically we are goofballs with attitude, modern feminist go-getters, Bowie-worshipping-present-day 80's princesses that like to listen to music on vinyl, drink cheap sparkling wine, and smoke the occasional hippie lettuce together. Here is one of our conversations that I stumbled upon in the amazing moleskin book she gave to me before I left for New York:
Whiz: Yo I can't find my phone. Can you call it?
Lex: Sure. Wait, I can't find mine.
Whiz: Oh, I found mine.
Lex: Oh, me too. It was under my bag.
Whiz: Stoners.
But our conversations are not always this silly. And the things we do together sometimes bring me to thinking more about life, art, music, and personalities.
We went on Art Walk a few weeks ago and as we went through the different galleries sipping whatever free booze our thirsty hands landed upon, we stumbled upon this quote:
"I was running a great race before you tripped me."
And at that moment in time, that was a great quote for my life post-New York. I turned that into:
"I was running a great race before... you inspired me. And now my head's right and my writing hand is back and I'm ready to take your bullshit. Wearing clothes that aren't mine, the world is a vampire. Breathe when you think you're suffocating, in the damp heat, don't gasp, breathe normally because it's not as bad as you have it imagined in your head. Yet I still believe that I cannot be saved...With Cobain singing to me in the car on the way to the key, cold-plunged the negativity away, life's toxins released with the shock of the ice cold water."
Written after a day at the Standard spa and pool, where these pics were taken:
So that's my homegirl! The classy piss-drunk, the talented, artsy stoner, the skinny gourmet chef, the outdoorsy girly girl, the home away from home!
Weeked Recap: Miami Style
Money $hot sure was fun... I think... Here's a pic of me and Obi in all our drunken glory...
I'm busy... no pictures please!
Me and Alain taking a rest
Obi, Alexi and Malika Conga line??
Typical:
Hey dj, turn down the music I can't hear shat!
Me and obi keep the dance party going, even when we're too drunk to really remember doing any of this
Absolutely NO heart. HAHAHAH
Identify yourselves please. WOW! did we all get the same box-hair-dye???
Me and Whiz are in LOVE at Midtown 4 Unzipped fashion show!
Token hungover, under-rested, over-partied, emo Lex shot:
Oh Shut up.
I'm busy... no pictures please!
Me and Alain taking a rest
Obi, Alexi and Malika Conga line??
Typical:
Hey dj, turn down the music I can't hear shat!
Me and obi keep the dance party going, even when we're too drunk to really remember doing any of this
Absolutely NO heart. HAHAHAH
Identify yourselves please. WOW! did we all get the same box-hair-dye???
Me and Whiz are in LOVE at Midtown 4 Unzipped fashion show!
Token hungover, under-rested, over-partied, emo Lex shot:
Oh Shut up.
It's Been...
Over a month since I've been home from New York.
Looking back at the posts I made while I was waiting to go, then when I was there, I really can't believe how many life-changing moments I've been through since June.
Been doing some thinking about what moves to make after I graduate this May. New York was tough, but I'm thinking I want to go back. At least if I can find a good job, I will. I have recently been doing the job-hunt once again, since my internship at the ad agency ends next week. I know what I want to do, I just need to graduate already! Don't worry when I'm highly successful and happy as ever one day, I'll still remember the little people.
Goal #1 for this next year would be saving money. Cause FUCK! I cannot wait to get out of the house, and wherever it is I choose to go, as I have quickly learned in NY, money flies away. It's harder to save money than it is to make money, but WOW sometimes money's hard to make alone!
On another note, my iTunes library has reached a respectable 1,050+ songs as opposed to last week when I decided to start from scratch after the *CASE OF THE STOLEN MACBOOK.* It may not be 10,000 (eff you Jake) but it's a start. I need suggestions, NOW! I'm determined to get back everything I had and MORE.
Also, last week Whiz and I went to the coconut grove public library and got library cards and a bunch of silly reading material! The little things that make me happy are what makes my cuddle wagon friends call me the random one, I guess. Oh whatever, you love it.
This Saturday a truly exceptional band from Delray Beach is going to be playing the Titanic in Miami, down by UM. If you're a close friend, you know this is a night I've been looking forward to for a while now, meaning you will be there with me, and if you're in the other catagory of random friends, I'm going to be working on a flyer to promote the show a bit, which will be coming sometime in the next few days. But for now, check out NRWO.net or Nothing Rhymes With Orange myspace. Killer band! It should be fun.
Back to work. Not much "work," though considering my lovely boss is out of the office today.
Laters.
Looking back at the posts I made while I was waiting to go, then when I was there, I really can't believe how many life-changing moments I've been through since June.
Been doing some thinking about what moves to make after I graduate this May. New York was tough, but I'm thinking I want to go back. At least if I can find a good job, I will. I have recently been doing the job-hunt once again, since my internship at the ad agency ends next week. I know what I want to do, I just need to graduate already! Don't worry when I'm highly successful and happy as ever one day, I'll still remember the little people.
Goal #1 for this next year would be saving money. Cause FUCK! I cannot wait to get out of the house, and wherever it is I choose to go, as I have quickly learned in NY, money flies away. It's harder to save money than it is to make money, but WOW sometimes money's hard to make alone!
On another note, my iTunes library has reached a respectable 1,050+ songs as opposed to last week when I decided to start from scratch after the *CASE OF THE STOLEN MACBOOK.* It may not be 10,000 (eff you Jake) but it's a start. I need suggestions, NOW! I'm determined to get back everything I had and MORE.
Also, last week Whiz and I went to the coconut grove public library and got library cards and a bunch of silly reading material! The little things that make me happy are what makes my cuddle wagon friends call me the random one, I guess. Oh whatever, you love it.
This Saturday a truly exceptional band from Delray Beach is going to be playing the Titanic in Miami, down by UM. If you're a close friend, you know this is a night I've been looking forward to for a while now, meaning you will be there with me, and if you're in the other catagory of random friends, I'm going to be working on a flyer to promote the show a bit, which will be coming sometime in the next few days. But for now, check out NRWO.net or Nothing Rhymes With Orange myspace. Killer band! It should be fun.
Back to work. Not much "work," though considering my lovely boss is out of the office today.
Laters.
PlumTV!
http://miamibeach.plumtv.com/
Check it out! I just applied for an internship there... wish me luck! Thanks Jose!
We'll see how this goes... cross your fingers, friends!
Check it out! I just applied for an internship there... wish me luck! Thanks Jose!
We'll see how this goes... cross your fingers, friends!
Newsflash: Time Being Wasted Again!
1. What is your best friends name? J, Paige, Whiz, Ry
2. What color underwear/boxers now? HAYYYYY
3. What are you listening to right now? Ours
4. Whats your favorite number? 11 and 24
5. What was the last thing you ate? a gigantic lollipop that gave me a stomach achge
6. If you were a crayon what color would you be? white ...
7. How is the weather right now? fucking hot.
8. Who was the last person you talked 2 on the phone? if you know me, you definitely know the answer... hint: :)
9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? obviously looks and style
10. Do you have a significant other? loaded question. next!
11. Favorite TV show? TAXICAB CONFESSIONS! Weeds, Project Runway...
12. Siblings? 1 brother and 2 dogs
13. Height? 5'4''
14. Hair color? purple!
15. Eye Color? purple!
16. Do you wear contacts? purple!
17. Favorite Holiday? purple! Halloween
18. Month? May, duh, birthday and school is always wrapping up
19. Have you ever cried for no reason? I am a female.. what do you think?
20. What was the last movie you watched? National Lampoon's Dorm Daze... yeah... hahaha judge me.
21. Favorite Day of the Year? Oh come on...
22. Are you too shy to ask someone out? NO
23. Can you do a headstand (not using the wall)? no? what do i look like???
24. Hugs or Kisses? both
25. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla
26. Do you want your friends to respond to this? OMG YES PLS LIKE LOL JK! LMFAO
27. Who is most likely to respond? paige
28. Who is least likely to respond? ryan
29. What books are you reading? just went to the library and got a bunch. nerd alert!
30. Piercings? oh yeahhhhhhhhh
31. Favorite movies? Edward Scissorhands, Lord of War, any Tarantino
32. Favorite football Team? what's a foot ball?
33. what were u doing before this? talking to mcshaderson and pagina
34. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? HELLO FATTENING! ???? ha
37. Dogs or cats? both!!!!!
38. Favorite flower? i have been deflowered for years
39. Been caught doing something you weren't supposed to do? too many times
40. Do you have a best friend of the opposite sex? yup, although at times i question his REAL gender
41. Have you ever loved someone? of course!
42. Who would you like to see right now? well considering 90% of my closest friends live out of state... that's a lotta people
43. Are you still friends with people from kindergarten? ha CRAIG!
44. Have you ever fired a gun? yes. made that bitch PAY!!! and by bitch i mean the dude on the target at the gun range at my old sleepaway camp.
45. Do you like to travel by plane? heinekins flowing... no fat people or babies, yeah im cool
46. Right-handed or Left-handed? middle fingered.
47. How many pillows do you sleep with? as many as possible
48. Are you missing someone? YES ENOUGH ALREADY!
49. Do you have a Tattoo? Yes, 2 going on 40.
50. Anybody on myspace that you'd go on a date with? I really regret this survey.
2. What color underwear/boxers now? HAYYYYY
3. What are you listening to right now? Ours
4. Whats your favorite number? 11 and 24
5. What was the last thing you ate? a gigantic lollipop that gave me a stomach achge
6. If you were a crayon what color would you be? white ...
7. How is the weather right now? fucking hot.
8. Who was the last person you talked 2 on the phone? if you know me, you definitely know the answer... hint: :)
9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? obviously looks and style
10. Do you have a significant other? loaded question. next!
11. Favorite TV show? TAXICAB CONFESSIONS! Weeds, Project Runway...
12. Siblings? 1 brother and 2 dogs
13. Height? 5'4''
14. Hair color? purple!
15. Eye Color? purple!
16. Do you wear contacts? purple!
17. Favorite Holiday? purple! Halloween
18. Month? May, duh, birthday and school is always wrapping up
19. Have you ever cried for no reason? I am a female.. what do you think?
20. What was the last movie you watched? National Lampoon's Dorm Daze... yeah... hahaha judge me.
21. Favorite Day of the Year? Oh come on...
22. Are you too shy to ask someone out? NO
23. Can you do a headstand (not using the wall)? no? what do i look like???
24. Hugs or Kisses? both
25. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla
26. Do you want your friends to respond to this? OMG YES PLS LIKE LOL JK! LMFAO
27. Who is most likely to respond? paige
28. Who is least likely to respond? ryan
29. What books are you reading? just went to the library and got a bunch. nerd alert!
30. Piercings? oh yeahhhhhhhhh
31. Favorite movies? Edward Scissorhands, Lord of War, any Tarantino
32. Favorite football Team? what's a foot ball?
33. what were u doing before this? talking to mcshaderson and pagina
34. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn? HELLO FATTENING! ???? ha
37. Dogs or cats? both!!!!!
38. Favorite flower? i have been deflowered for years
39. Been caught doing something you weren't supposed to do? too many times
40. Do you have a best friend of the opposite sex? yup, although at times i question his REAL gender
41. Have you ever loved someone? of course!
42. Who would you like to see right now? well considering 90% of my closest friends live out of state... that's a lotta people
43. Are you still friends with people from kindergarten? ha CRAIG!
44. Have you ever fired a gun? yes. made that bitch PAY!!! and by bitch i mean the dude on the target at the gun range at my old sleepaway camp.
45. Do you like to travel by plane? heinekins flowing... no fat people or babies, yeah im cool
46. Right-handed or Left-handed? middle fingered.
47. How many pillows do you sleep with? as many as possible
48. Are you missing someone? YES ENOUGH ALREADY!
49. Do you have a Tattoo? Yes, 2 going on 40.
50. Anybody on myspace that you'd go on a date with? I really regret this survey.
Favorite Pic of the Weekend
Don't know who took it, where it came from, if it's really written on the sidewalk like it appears to be, etc. Someone tell me something about this pic?
Oh and Mondays.... suck. I shoulda listened to the Bella Rose flyer that says that Mondays suck no matter what so you might as well go out and get trashed.
Or maybe that would have just made me suicidal instead of just bored.
mmkay- zat eez all
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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