Monday, July 19, 2010

gee, thanks.

it's amazing how sometimes the smallest things can totally alter your mood. i literally had just changed my gchat status to say, "i'm having a dance party by myself at 9:50am on a Monday. perfect." but then my iTunes decided to pull Tom Petty's "Learning to Fly" out of the mix, and i was no longer amused.

thanks a lot, asshole.

Thursday, July 01, 2010

Friday, i'm in love.

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Monday, June 28, 2010

I HEART ROSSMORE.

darlings, please check out the ultra-rad write up that Refinery 29 did on my girl Suzy LeQ and her amazing jewelry line, Rossmore.

love, love, love!

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

last published on August 6, 2009

ever since i can remember, interests have flown in and out, and back in and out of my life. much like the water cycle, after evaporation and condensation run their course, it's inevitably going to rain again. for example, when i was in third grade, i was really into horses - so much so that everyday at recess and lunch Kimmie McAllister and i would prance around on all fours and pretend that we actually were horses. then all of a sudden, one day after finishing my peanut butter and honey sandwich i decided i wanted to walk upright again, and alas, was no longer a horse. years later, i rekindled my love for the hoofed mammals, but seeing as i was older and wiser at this point, chose to ride one instead of be one. i was convinced that my calling in life was to be part of the equestrian community. every chance i could, i went riding - shit, i even went to horse camp (for lack of a better term) that summer. and then once school started again in the fall, horses were quickly replaced by other things like YM magazine, friendship bracelets, and boys.

the same revolving door policy does not apply to my personal relationships. my friends who are near and dear to me are in my world for a very specific reason: because i want them there. now don't get me wrong, i definitely have a list of people who i don't see often enough, or who have moved far, far away but at the end of the day, the space i set aside for them in my heart remains constant. fuck me over, and that's a different story... which leads me to past lovers, if you will.

when it comes to exes, i've never been one to "want to go to horse camp" after a relationship, romantic in nature, has run it's course. once i'm done, i'm done. sometimes i'm over it for a very specific, valid reason, and sometimes i simply "don't feel it" anymore. reasons aside, i'm not a friends with exes kind of gal. never have been. never will be? eh, this is a concept i'm currently having trouble with. for the first time, i'm experiencing an overwhelming urge to keep in contact with someone i've said "i love you" to, and actually meant it. why now? why him? these are questions i've been grappling with the past week or so, and honestly i'm not sure i'll ever fully be able to answer them. is this a sign of maturity? or a small bout of weakness? whatever it is, i'm not sure i like it very much. i have always been a person who makes a decision and feels good about it - this seems like a lose-lose to me. it's frightening, really. like when you finally admit to yourself that the person you're into could very well be into you, too. like when your parents sat you down and told you Christmas is a holiday invented by Hallmark so that they can sell limited edition holiday ornaments every year.

speaking of which, maybe i'll add a pony to my Christmas wishlist this year. at least some things never change.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

sugar and spice and everything nice

last night Nikki and i were reliving the greatest (and not so greatest but in the best way possible) moments of her birthday party this past weekend, and we came to the conclusion that we have the greatest friends in the whole fucking world. now i know that everyone says that, but honestly, when i sit back and think about all of the people i have in my life i feel incredibly blessed and sometimes take for granted that not everyone has such an amazing circle of friends.

* warning *
this post is about to get ridiculously saccharine-laced.

sometimes in life you meet someone, and almost instantly you know this person was meant to be a part of your life because...

... this person not afraid to dance with you at shows like no one is watching, and would drop anything and everything for you in a time of need.
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... when you're having a bad day, this person tells you it's "your day" and there is no one else in the world who you'd rather have be the plug to your socket.
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... no matter how crazy the world makes you feel, this person makes you feel sane and loved unconditionally.
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... whether you're in the mood to stir up some trouble, or need to vent after a crappy day, this person is only a speed dial call away.
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... you share the same quirks and seemingly small but ever important likes and dislikes with this person, and certain things just don't feel right when they're not around.
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... you have so much ridiculous fun with this person, and you both agree there are multiple times where you should have easily been dead in result of said fun.
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... this person never fails to put a smile on your face and make you feel like an incredible human being simply because they are an incredible human being.
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... 23 years of friendship is still at the top of this person's "important things" list despite the fact that your lives have gone in completely opposite directions.
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... every time you're with this person you feel like you're 17 again, dancing at Tiger Heat - and you wouldn't have it any other way.
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... no matter how busy you both are, this person always puts forth time and effort to see you, and when you finally do see each other it feels like no time has passed at all.
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... everyone needs a giant in their life.
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... you want to put this person in a little glass jar on your shelf because they are so darned cute.
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... no one in the world aside from this person understands the importance of a taco as big as your head.
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... your shared love for 90's music alone easily makes this person one of the most awesome people on earth.
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... this person feels like your best friend from 2nd grade who always traded you their granola bar for your fruit roll-up.
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ok, i'm making myself sick. i could go on, and on, and on... but i doubt you're even still reading this so i'll spare us both. in short, i freaking love my friends.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

surprise, surprise.

i stumbled across my old livejournal account yesterday and spent a good hour or so reading over nonsense ramblings from my 21 year old self... for the most part, it helped me realize that i have in fact "grown up" over the past few years (thank goodness), but there were a few posts like this one that solidified the fact that some things will just never change:

December 29, 2004

rain, rain go away...

...and don't come again another day because its so fucking cold right now i can barely stand up straight. but i suppose i shouldn't really be complaining, right? i mean after all, compared to what's happening in southeast asia, a little rain is nothing. wrong. a little rain turns the city into complete fucking morons. do you know what made "headline news" this morning? the la river.

some of you may be thinking "we have an la river?" the answer is yes, folks. the most recognizable part of la river is a man-made concrete ditch section created mostly for runoff and rainy seasons such as the one we're experiencing - drainage purposes and what not. 99% of the year when it's 77 degrees and sunny the la river is simply half full of dirty fucking water, heroin needles, and dead prostitutes. "well bob, take a look at a shot of the la river this morning... it's a bit full today, huh?" yes you fucking moron it just rained five inches yesterday alone. of course it's "a bit full today". boo freaking hoo, a fucking tree fell over. there was a EARTHQUAKE/TSUNAMI half way across the world that took the lives of tens of thousands of innocent people... remember that? leave it fucking southern california to give more news coverage to the la river.

i just love me... because today i would have written a similar rant about all of this Michael Jackson bullshit in the midst of a budget crisis. please don't start with the "Michael was the King of Pop...", "Michael was a legend..." nonsense because i danced to Billie Jean just as many times as you did after the news hit. yes, MJ was a great entertainer but in no way does he warrant closing the ENTIRE freeway from Forest Lawn to Staples Center while his funeral procession passes. what ever happened to a good old fashioned police escort? everyone bitched about spending money on a Lakers parade, but all of a sudden it's ok to break the bank for a man who once made great music and then turned into a child molesting freak who named both of his sons Prince Michael?

i know, i know... he was acquitted. so was OJ.

Monday, June 22, 2009

everything happens for a reason? umm... hell yes.

despite the fact we had just seen each other within a 12 hour time period, Dani and i were feeling a bit of separation anxiety this morning so we decided that dinner was in order. after a lovely meal at La Grange next to the girl from Californication and her real-life parents, we're walking back to my car and i realize i don't have my keys. yes, i am fully aware that my purse is over stuffed with useless nonsense, but i knew they weren't in there.

feeling slightly panicked i had locked them in my car, we run over and press our faces on the driver's and passenger's side windows, respectively, only to find that not only did i leave my fucking keys in the ignition, but Dani left her door unlocked. so she opened the door, unlocked mine, i turned the key without so much as flinching, and we laughed the whole way home.