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I'm a sad excuse for a female.....
I don't know how many people this has happened to, but im considering its only me for the moment, just for effect. I went to Victoria's Secret because 1) i feel i have a limited time to wear such items and 2) i happen to have someone to wear them for (omitting myself, of course). I saw a cute little lacy black number and decided to have a go in the dressing room, which i usually avoid. Alas, a HALF HOUR later, i emerged after a frustrating session trying to figure the damn thing out. My general rule is "if you cant figure it out, don't buy it" which im sure are words of immense new wisdom. My ears were bright red and i practically ran out trying to avoid admitting why the garment was twisted and inside out and tangled to hell. Needless to say, Valentine's Day will not involve Victoria.....Damn her! Who is this woman who creates things only to confuse and piss off other females??? |
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1. What time did you get up this morning? near noon....is the day wasted? Maybe 2. Diamonds or pearls? Both exist to make poor people want them and rich people not appreciate them...neither 3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? The Producers.......awful dance choreography 4. What is your favorite TV Show/s? Desperate Houswives gets the number one spot. Close seconds are Family Guy, American Dad, Gillmore girls (i dont know when that happened). and its a good thing i have a friend with TiVo!! 5. What do you usually have for breakfast? I have trained myself out of breakfast....and don't tell me how stupid that is 6. What is your middle name? Marisol 7. Favorite cuisines? Italian, Italian, Italian. oh and sour cream and cheese on everything until i am too large to stand 8. What foods do you dislike? CHICKEN (watch the special about KFC chickens if you want to stop eating it) Slabs of meat, black pepper (makes me puke), sesame anything, and of course anything without sour cream involved. 9. What is your favorite chip flavor? Chips bite......honey dijon Kettle chips 10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? The Format....Interventions blah blah 11. What kind of car do you drive? A 105 year old lady's old car 12. Favorite sandwich? SANDWICHES ROCK!!! Ceaser sandwich complete with artichokes, avocado and parmesan (or romano?) cheese 13. What characteristic do you despise? In other people? Pity In myself? Sensitivity 14. What is your favorite clothing? Jeans that actually fit exactly how i want them to (rarity) 15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Italy with my mother, to the Sistine Chapel 16. What color is your bathroom? I do not know the answer to this question.. 17. Favorite brand of clothing? (eek) Gap (sorry, its where i can find the right jeans!) 19. What was your most memorable birthday? Im hoping to eventually have one (who's gonna help? March 09, guys) 20. Favorite sport to watch? Sports are an unnecessary part of our culture, NONE 21. Furthest place you are sending this? Morocco 22. Person you don't expect to send this back to you? The person who doesn't give a shit. 23. Person you expect to send it back first? The person who gives the biggest shit (?) 24. Goal you have for yourself? Changes everyday..... 25. What are your hobbies? Guitar, running, guitar, music, guitar, drinking, and guitar 26. When is your Anniversary? For what? The first time i ate mashed potatoes? Ummmm. December 4, 1989. 27. Are you a morning person or a night person? Afternoon 28. What is your shoe size? 17 1/2 29. Pet: I have a pet panda, but she is angry a lot...maybe she's in heat? (do they do that?) 30. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? I don't like my panda all that much and im looking for a home for her..if you are interested.... 31. What did you want to be when you were little? i traipsed around in a tutu telling anyone who would listen that i wanted to be a vetrinarian. 32. What are you today? A professional student 33. What is your favorite candy? no no....lets do my favorite pie.....banana cream 34. What is your favorite flower? Oleander......gorgeous on the outside, poison on the inside (no resemblence to anyone in particular) 35. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? My fake anniversary
So, guys, i NEVER do these things, but nobody knows me either, so id love to hear anyone else's answers! hope its not too long and boring to read. |
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It's been a week here in CO. A great trip but also one filled with unneccessary drama and weirdnesses. There are a few people i wish i was taking back to CA with me, but, for the most part im simply glad ill be getting on a plane in a few hours to return. Its weird to live three years apart from people you were REALLY REALLY close with and see them again and compare each of your differences (or lack thereof). I was finally able to talk in depth with another human being after months of simply watching people. I forgot how good it feels to tell someone else what i'm thinking about life, and be talking to someone other than myself. Friends, good friends, non friends. I was severely disappointed, upset, happy, and excited all in a matter of 6 days......I forgot i could feel all alive-style. |
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Dec. 7th, 2005 @ 07:55 pm
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I think this is both ingenious AND
cool! Music lovers, LOVE AWAY. (There is a good chance im the
last person on earth to find this, but know my intention was simply to
prove how cool i.........how much i would love to enhance your lives)
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I kind of hate when people tell you they got you this wonderful gift for the sole purpose of fattening their chances of getting something from you in return. The idea of Christmas becomes sadly obsolete! I dont want to get these people something that they will never use and/or toss after a week or so anyway. So what do you do? You haven't put thought into them and you dont want to but its going to be awkward when they pull their piece of shit gift out and you are forced to bring up the fact that you never really liked them very much....ummmmm. Is it Christmas or the Holiday of the Indian Givers? .......i wont even be home until Christmas Eve this year and i leave the day after Christmas. Seriously, seriously sad day. IM SO EXCITED!!! JOIN ME IN MY EXCITEMENT!!!! EXCLAMATION POINTS AND CAPITALS DO WONDERS WHEN FOOLING PEOPLE INTO THINKING YOU ARE EXCITED!!! YAY FOR FOOLING PEOPLE!!
Dec. 6th, 2005 @ 09:28 am
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On days like today, when you feel infinitely lucky to have a little roof over your head, i get all nostalgic style........the thought of sharing some hot chocolate with a boy who wants to talk about his feelings in front of a fire is the most prominent. I can't have the boy, but i have a fireplace, some logs, and some hot chocolate. My roommate sufficed for the boy (probably better at feelings anyhow) and we sat and spoke about the meaning of life (probably more like why we hate the other people we live with). My, how the wind began to howl. At the same moment we decided it would be a good idea to maybe put out the fire as the wind had begun to blow a little smoke down the chimney and into our livingroom, the wind blew so hard that it blew hot ashes halfway across the living room and set little fires in the carpet. Fire alarm bellows, house fills with black smoke and did you know that those Superlogs made of weird synthetic materials DON"T GO OUT?? I do. Gallons of water later, the piece of shit is still smoking furiously but i think we avoided burning the house down. Phew.......moment of scariness. Don't light fires when the wind is blowing garbage bins across the street.
Dec. 1st, 2005 @ 01:50 pm
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If you are unaware at this point in time, I work the front door at Guitar Center. Its more difficult than it sounds but you'll just have to take my word for it for now. I deal directly with hundreds of people in a day's work, on their ways in the store and again on their ways out. Should it bother me that, very consistently, male customers that happen to be standing next to me on the "out" side of my counter are mistaken, by the people on the "in" side of the counter, for the person who is working there? By consistently, i mean three or four times at least in one shift. I have a name tag on, and i stand staring at the customer until he realizes he's got to talk to a "girl" about his piece of shit guitar. I realize this may sound like a lame complaint but i urge you to do the math. 5 times a day (average) EVERY TIME I WORK. Its great when i can come up with something that he didn't know before or, even better, that hes doing wrong, but i usually do too many other things to take the opportunity. Come on dudes! Its not 50 or 100 years ago. My vagina does not make me weak, you sons of bitches......Grrrrrrrrr
On top of those motherfuckers i waited for AN HOUR at the station for the M to come along and then i couldn't even get all the way home because he decided to change directions before i got there. What, pray tell, is this world coming to? Stars somewhat stacked against me maybe? Sleeping it off.....
Nov. 15th, 2005 @ 11:38 pm
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I woke up at 6:22am this morning, which is a feat for me, to find that the sticky traps we had set out in our house had captured our two little furry friends. Ok, mice are cute, even though they are dirty. But alas! I am traumatized and let me explain why. Ahem.....i was under the impression i could just pull the little dudes out of the glue and send them on their ways (thats what the package said) but instead, i ended up spending over an hour trying to pry their little feet and whatever else was caught out of the unbelievably sticky glue shit (one of them had his mouth caught in it :( ) and when i finally pulled the second one out, i realized there was no way i could get the exess glue off of them with out getting bitten or dismembering them but neither could move. So, i did what i knew how to do.....I cried......and cried. I slowly came to the realization that i had to 'put them out of their misery' even though i didn't know if i could. I don't know why i was the one deemed worthy for this job either. Ugghh.. So after i mustered the courage, i did it, with a gardening tool while they were covered. I said a few words for them. (by the way, i was still crying). So much for fucking humane. What the fuck does that word mean anyway??? Sigh....so now im going to have nightmares because i dont think i have killed anything bigger than a wasp, ever. Not even with my car.
Am i just being way too sensitive? Poor, poor little guys.....Sigh
I thought they deserved a little eulogy of sorts and i hope their in little mousey heaven by now. Man...what a sap....
Nov. 11th, 2005 @ 11:59 am
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Hah! Have you ever.......Loved a song so much you played it over and
over and over again until the only way you would ever listen to it
again is if you didn't for at least three months? Listened to an oldie
(or maybe not-so-oldie) for years Only to find out............you were
never singing the right lyrics or you just mumbled thru certain words
because you didn't know what the hell was being said?
...I found it somewhat amusing...
Spoon!!!
Lovemakers!!!
Nov. 9th, 2005 @ 08:42 pm
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I'm having a hott day! If i had a camera i would take a picture just so you could see how.
Oct. 18th, 2005 @ 11:35 am
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Is is healthy to miss something so much that you see it everywhere??? Fuckin twilight zones...
Oct. 13th, 2005 @ 07:25 pm
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Flapper gear....i need any ideas of where to find flapper-like accesories (the frilly dress, headband with a feather, garter, etc.). Im at a loss and would love any help. Otherwise ill end up dressing like a gorilla....:(
Oct. 11th, 2005 @ 11:52 am
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I've been voted Guitar Center's "hottest lesbian"
DAMN IT!!! I LIKE BOYS!!!!
Sep. 28th, 2005 @ 12:08 pm
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So much for having a place to put my feelings.......I just erased a shitload of writing because im afraid of anyone seeing it....Am i just not an internet journalist at heart? That makes me feel very low....DOES ANYONE CARE???? I'm just so tired...its 3 am and want to dig a hole and bury myself in it and think about all i do and why i do it, while the rest of the world tends to their "to do" lists. I guess thats a very concise rundown of the previous essay i erased. Is there ANYTHING going on this weekend at least worth getting drunk at? I am not a person who knows of these events but, i know some of you are. I promise i wont talk to you if i see you there : ) Something so good i might forget about the hole i have to dig....
Sep. 26th, 2005 @ 02:55 am
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It's early.....I went to sleep around 3am.......I think i have some sort of food poisoning. Is that one of those things you just know you have? Symptoms including, but not limited to; things spewing from any end they feel like coming out of without any warning? Can wine really do that to you? I was under the impression that alcohol was rather free of scary things that make your stomach spit it out, along with everything else. Now i have to drive home tired as fuck and i have to wait until i think i can be away from a bathroom for any extended period of time. (I've been a few times since writing this). uuuughhhh. If i live thru this day, I will be seeing my momma for her birthday (which birthday, i don't know) and hopefully coming back in time for the Love Parade (sounds so silly!). Oh god.....sick
Sep. 23rd, 2005 @ 09:28 am
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Oh my......
Sep. 22nd, 2005 @ 04:14 pm
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HOLY CRAP!!!! Ok, that was only to grab your attention. Here are the REAL crazy highlights of my "lately"....
My hair has been reduced to a couple inches in length so I can aaaalllllmost spike it, and it is now a dark auburn-reddish hue. ( I would include a picture but i am too un-LiveJournal savvy).
I've discovered a few new bars for myself. Zeitgeist and Casanova have become "regulars" in the last week or so.
Saw Royksopp perform on Wednesday night with Dan
I've started another fucking semester of school (no, im not resentful, but it cuts into all the other cool things preceding and following this particular highlight)
I wrote another song on my guitar (Possible title; Shame on You) I bought a shitload of music to ease my pain. Low, Death Cab For Cutie, Mike Doughty, The Kills, Jack's Manequin (cool name heh) and ganked many more from Dan.
In short, its been an excrutiatingly long couple of weeks made up of no sleep, waaaay too much drinking, lots of friends, breakups and makeups. I descovered the many joys of catching sleep when you can (napping) and now i only feel more alive....
Sep. 16th, 2005 @ 09:17 pm
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It's Thursday....I still have no internet.....I still have pieces of furniture on my floor.....im still getting used to my room and my rather cold bed. I had a rough beginning of the week, i all but ceased eating and/or sleeping. I finally crashed and couldn't really avoid either of the two anymore. I did realize that i havent gone out in a few months and i would love to go out on TUES NIGHT. I will be working until 10pm. i already have a few friends coming out....you should too!!! (especially you, beckalynn). Still, none of you worry, im fine. I just had a moment of pure panic....im done.
Sep. 1st, 2005 @ 07:44 pm
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I am having my first experience dealing with stupid Target furniture that i have to put together myself. Seeing as i have moved more times than i can count on my fingers and toes together in the last couple years, i have nothing thats really mine, including any furniture, cuz i threw everything away after i moved 4 times in a week...(try that sometime, it'll make you stronger). I discovered after opening all the boxes of pieces of furniture yesterday, that they are severely lacking in screws and other parts to make a complete piece of furniture. Bastards! What do the facory workers do; grab a handful of a boxful of random screws and hope its enough?? I regret to inform that the only thing i accomplished was a room full of pieces of cheap wood with fake Cherry laquer on them. they taunt me in the dark... I have no idea if anyone actually watches Six Feet Under, but i thought it might be my job to say that the end has finally come. I only watched this season, but i became hopelessly addicted the first time i watched. I, the ultimate closet romantic and sap, found myself crying...Dan saw me cry....i repeat, my significant other saw me cry. I was mortified by my momentary lapse of judgment. *sniff* But it was such a sad day...(for Six Feet Under)
Aug. 23rd, 2005 @ 11:39 am
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