Boston was amazing.
It was a lot of shopping, friends, beer, and pizza.
Liz had a good birthday, which makes me happy.
I came home a day early and was welcomed with hugs from SPECS<3.
Life's fucking awesome.
I missed my cat.
















Sick I just won a free cheeseburger from Burger King.

Hellllloo Boston.

After the must grueling bus ride from New York to Boston, we finally made it here at about 1am.

Everyone is at work so it's just been Karen and I hanging out with the mice, who definitely found their way into my bag last night.

Now it's time to go frolic about on Newbury and buy pretty things and to replace my dear elephant ring that I lost on my drunken adventures on Tuesday night.

And because:

This will always put me in a good mood.

Fuck, I just ate the lunch I planned on taking to work with me tomorrow. Balls.





This is why we've been best friends for years. Thursday<3.

And some throwbacks:

I've been hiding in my room all day hanging out with a beer and my cat, listening to the same play list over and over again.
Back to work tomorrow for four days, then getting my ass on a bus and hanging out with my best friend and getting her disgustingly sloppy for her birthday.

There was no point to this.
Life's been chillen.

Now I'm going to make a mess in the kitchen and cook myself some lunch for the next couple of days. Bai.

This

rain needs to stop. It's cramping my style.

Wonderful weekend.
Only three days of work this week, and off all weekend.
Boston next Thursday-Monday. Weooooh. I need to get away.
I'm seriously really excited for the new Harry Potter to come out.
I never have anything useful to say on this thing.
And I don't understand why my dad thought it would be a brilliant idea to put Winston outside in the middle of a thunderstorm.



boyfriend.

And some of my favorites from this weeeekend:

The result of one tripping up the stairs and landing on a Budweiser tall boy face first.

My level of stress has gone down a great amount. There's still some. But not nearly as much as there was before. It's only the fourth day of June, but so far it's been the best month of 2009. Hopefully it continues. Well, maybe March was better. Who know. We'll see. I'm probably jinxing myself. I need to stop being so superstitious about certain things.






I love my best friends.


And just because, here are some awkward pictures of me and my 2 best friends that I've known since I was three.


"I knew you when you were ugly."

You know it's bad when you step outside the door and scream not caring who hears or sees you. I can't anymore.

We had a hair dying party Friday before a night of drinks and me falling around.



And now I'm a brunette.



I wish the hot dogs I ate had faces and 7 kids.

I am the most impatient human being imaginable.

I HATE waiting. Agshjkdlsd.



I got my romper today. I'm obsessed. I want more. It's all I'll wear all summer, although I can't imagine it'll be easy to go to the bathroom in. And that could be a problem.

I need to:

Color my hair.
Start eating healthier.
Start bringing my own lunch to work.
Cut down on my caffeine intake.
Walk/jog almost every night this summer with Daniella.
Stop drinking copious amounts of Budweiser.
Stop over thinking.
Start making moves on my license.
Start being 100% happy with myself.
Clean my room.
Get one of these adorable rompers (I'm personally leaning towards choice 3):





Ew I just figured out how much I spend each week at work alone and it's absolutely disgusting. I won't even share.

I had a fabulous weekend. I love my friends.

I wish I could be as awesome as Bethenny Frankel or Jill Zarin.

It's so hard to hear it. I know what I'm doing and I know how it looks. But maybe sometimes you have to hear it, especially from an unlikely person. I'm still young and still make mistakes. One day I'll get over it.

There's one question though. Why? I wish I could just know everything for a day. Not only to help out myself, but the rest of my friends too.

Why

do none of my texts that I submit to textsfromlastnight.com never get posted? It frustrates me, they're pretty good ones too.

Yesterday was a good day. City shopping with Liz and beers with the CQ.

I can't deal. Sometimes I question the decisions I make and who I affiliate myself with.

I saw mall security riding on a Segway and this was all I could think of:

Weooooh

pictures!

Celebrating Cinco de Mayo with 4 dollar beers and margaritas and free nachos.

No words.

My most favorite person in the woorrrlllld<3.

And of course pictures from GaGa which you can find here and here.

Oh and I have the icky. This is an exciting development!

It's all figured out.

"I know but Sam you always end up liking these douchebags even though you know it's not worth it...which it never is."
"All I meet are douchebags."

Liz and I have figured out life right there.

Fuck

this rain and being sick and not having the ability to breathe.

This

has been the most unreal week in my life.

But I kinda enjoy it.

"... I am extremely confident about my body, the way I dress, the way I want to look. But I have no confidence when it comes to men. Men are a disaster area for me. It’s so weird because I believe I am super sexy. I believe I am incredible, but I have absolutely no luck with boyfriends.” -GaGa

I can be as cruel as you.

This is the only time I'm going to address this, and then I'm over it. Think what you want of me, but talking shit is completely inappropriate. Especially when what you're hearing probably happened 2 to 3 years ago. Are we still 17 and 18? No. Get over it. I take comfort in knowing that the people who actually matter in my life know the truth and don't judge me for anything I've ever done or "done".

And on that note, I feel like a lot of people underestimate me. I'm more aware of what's going on around me then you think.

Anyway moving onto something completely pointless and materialistic:

Somehow I need to collect all of these things before summer. It's definitely not happening. But hey, a girl can dream right?




















And here's my monster Winston because I'm a proud mom.