life seen thru the eyes of a neurotic 20 something gal in search of something, nothing, and everything....but not all at once...I think.

Monday, March 31, 2008

amy winehouse

you rock.

you are a mouthy, crack laced, hoochie mama but sister you got some pipes.

At 5 am when all streams of consciousness has faded from myself and the visual team, we crank you up and sing along to Me and Mr. Jones. Because at that hour, you practically need crack to stay up. And what's better than singing at the top of your lungs, "What kinda 'fockery' is this?"

a day to be remembered

The last couple of days have kinda been a blur. There's been so much crap going on at work, of which it now seems, I am at the epicenter of all problems and solutions big or small. It's really quite annoying. That being said, my head has been kinda foggy and I've been sorta crabby.

I got up this morning and found the strength to shower and blowdry but little else. Okay, so I brushed my teeth too, cause that's just flippin gross. I drove to yet another meeting where countless people dribbled on with their stats and goals, projections, and assumptions. I had a mediocre lunch with some coworkers and then came home to mindlessly space out in my living room for what turned out to be 3 or so hours.

I dragged myself to the gym and strapped on that glorious iPod. 45 minutes later I had sufficiently let go of my stresses. I was drenched in sweat and quite happy to be that way. I don't think working out has ever made me feel that much better. That is until I went to the Gap later on today and bought a pair of jeans. Oh yes. I bought them and pranced around the fitting room like a fool. It's been 4 years since I could fit into any pair of jeans from them. I looked damn snappy people. Damn schnazzy.

I will pass out if I go down another size. I swear I will.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

gloss and curls

Last night my pals and I went out for dinner and drinks. These days I'm so damn busy, despite my ever growing stash of coveted makeup and hair products, I seem to always end up in jeans and a tee. I decided to glam it up and donned a new dress I bought 3 weeks ago in a lovely orangey tinge. I must add here this fabulous frock was a LINED dress I bought 3 weeks ago at the Gap because I actually fit in it...boobs and all. That being said, I threw it on, got some gloss, and high tailed it outta my house.

So I walk into the room and I swear to God, you'd think I was someone famous. My friends didn't recognize me at first and when they did their mouths dropped wide open. The attention was nice, but, c'mon people. I mean I am a girl. I know how to glam it up. Is that really so necessary?

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

San Francisco here I come!!!

I justed booked my ticket to San Francisco to visit the lovely and amazing Shib. Oh what adventures await us my dear lady friend. There will be laughter and hugs and mayhem, of course. I can't wait:)