All of this drama needs to stop immediately.
It's more annoying than anything.

I need bangs.

It was a fairly quiet weekend. Beer and weed Friday night. Roadtrips and rescue missions on Saturday.


And taking Photobooth pictures by myself is how I spend my Sunday afternoons. Now it's time to get into bed and start reading American Psycho, before Stef kills me.

Oh, PS. stop ripping off my style. Imitation is NOT the sinceriest form of flattery.

I've realized I'm so vague on this stupid thing. Whatever, it's cool.

Don't you realize that there's something wrong? Aren't you aware of what could happen? What I have that you don't? I'm choosing not to do anything because I'm going to be the bigger and better person (I AM the better person actually). Just grow up, stop playing petty games. We're older, we should be acting like adults. I don't want any high school drama in my life. I have too much going for me right now to worry about you and your stupidity. That is all.

Weekend soon .
Pil and Stef's birthdays very soon.
Halloween soon.
Exciting, Exciting.

And on a lighter note, Liz tried telling me she had ESPN today, not ESP. And people make fun of me because I'm the dumb friend. Bahhahahah.



Don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen

You paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
But there'll be something missing

Now that you've found it, it's gone
Now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails

So don't get any big ideas
They're not gonna happen

You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking

Well today starts Chapter 9,565,342 of my life today.

New promotion, new beginnings.



I wish I had the balls to pack up and move to Boston.

Today's been great.

I finally got what I've been working for.

And this came for me today:


And this little girl hung out with me all day:

This is why I love Karen O.

Is it sad that I didn't read this book until one day at work about 8 months ago?

I think so, yes.

And can my vintage Gucci get here now.

It's time for things to change. My priorities have been all wrong. It's time to get them in order.

On a happy note works been the best it's been in months. which is always a plus. And I'm super excited for what's coming along with Holiday Floorset (well okay, maybe a little before Holiday) it's gonna be awesome.


I need a good pair of leather boots. Something along the line of these:



















And someone make me these so I don't have to spend $388.

I probably shouldn't make any sort of decision when I'm drunk. Except maybe what to order from Quikchek, and even than I'm known to screw up my sandwich. And on that note I shouldn't be so stubborn when my friends try to stop me from making said decisions.



And I probably need to own this outfit about now:

Fall weather needs to start now.
The only reason I plan on washing my hair today is because my new shampoo smells like pumpkin.
Speaking of autumn scents, I really do need a new fragrance for the fall.

There are two things I love most in this world besides my family, friends, cats, and Chipotle.

Number One: Forgetting about certain bands and remembering them years later.



They said they'd give me everything,
Here's the part that made me laugh.
They didn't give me anything
And then they took half of that.
So sharpen your teeth or lay flat!

You said you'd play clean, oh what a load of crap,
By the time that you were through with me
I had to take a bath
So sharpen your teeth or lay flat!

They said that it'd go good for me,
Rain diamonds and all that.
I stood out in the downpour
Getting hit by broken glass.
So sharpen your teeth or lay flat.

And number two, finding all sorts of cool clothes in my closet that I forgot I owned.
















I'm going to go dig around some more now for other fun things to find.

OH, and how pumped are you for this?

Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now.

In
my
life
why
do
I
give
valuable
time
to
people
who
don't
care
if
I
live
or
die.

Today my Merchandiser Jamie bought me the most awesome bookmark ever.

It's holographic.

I love my friends and I love having awesome weekends with them.




My babies.

Grow hair, grow.

I miss you being long and dirty.




For Pil:

Fall=Happiness.

Fall clothes=Greater Happiness.

Unlimited spending money for these items=Greatest Happiness. (And will never happen.)














And loads of basics of all shapes and sizes, knee high socks to wear with my knee high boots, big floppy hats, and maybe some studs thrown in the mix. And not forgetting awesome animal graphics to wear with grandpa sweaters. Black, grey, and cream=staples of my wardrobe.

Salvo trip Saturday with Stef! Yayyy.

And my hair looking like this after tomorrow:


And tattoo next week if I can save my money.

Sweeeeeet.

Works been looking up, I had a bit of a rough day yesterday but I'm blaming it on lack of sleep. Hopefully things are put into motion soon.

Gossip girl, Monday. Psyched.

PA road trip soon? Hopefully in two weeks.

And for shits and giggles:


Life's good.

Oh, and I've been re-reading the Harry Potter books over in sequential order and it's funny going back and picking up the littlest things in books 1 & 2 that have so much meaning in the last two books.


I would find that on the internet.

"Never take it seriously, you never get hurt. Never get hurt, you can always have fun. And if you ever get lonely, you just go to the record store and visit all your friends".

I love my best friends.

That is all.

So for the past two days a little rusty colored cat has been visiting my porch and hanging out with my family. We've fed her and pet her and tried to catch her once but failed. I automatically grew attached to her and even walked my neighborhood trying to find her. Last night at around 10pm Marty called me downstairs and there she was sitting in the cat carrier happily eating. She's the tiniest little thing, she weighs about 4 lbs. and has the tiniest paws. We guessed she was about 6 months old and got out. My aunt picked her up and took her to the vet this afternoon. She's actually an eight year old Abyssinian who had an uterus infection. If we didn't save her when we did the infection would have spread all through her system and killed her. Out theory is that she was bred and some people made money off her then kicked her out after she got the infection and wasn't able to have any more litters. She's in the hospital till Thursday and then we see if she'll get along with Winston. If not she'll go to a good home and live some more good years.


Bellatrix Peacebone.

Yes, I did really just make a post about a cat.

Things to do.

1. Quit smoking.
2. Stop spending money like an asshole.
3. Pay off debt.
4. Save money.
5. Learn how to drive.

All by December. Ready, set, go.

This is why I will forever be a cat lady.

Now:



And then:



(RIP fish, your murder was cruel)

I love how this is a recommended video for me on YouTube.

I've just been filled with a whole lot of nothingness lately, completely numb. I like it.

I hate when my cat watches something around the room when there is obviously nothing visible moving in my room.

I think it's extremely true that nice guys or in this case, girls, finish last. What the hell? I would never pull some of the shit that other people do, and I'm always the one to get the shit-end of the stick. Not fair.

Anyway, today was a cute little day with the ladies. Went to the city and bought fun things, and fell in love with adorable shoes. Then ended the night with Chipotle and laughs. And maybe, yes, some awkward moments of getting "too close". (sorry Stef about that awkward view when you were laying on Pil's floor.)

Pictures from the weekend (videos here):















And dude:


Why don't I own you? Oh wait, because I only found you in a second-hand store on Newbury Street in Boston in a size 6 and you were $224. Damn you. I probably would have swiped if you had fit my foot.

And the best picture I have ever seen of me and Karen.

This

Reminds me of this:








It's creepy how life can change so much in the matter of a year and a half.