ooooooh, the most wonderful time of the year! i kinda wanna go all out. i was thinking limo, but that's lame-o and a waste of money that i could spend on thee most ferosh birthday dress.
i was thinking tequilllllla , but then i remembered last year.
i promise i'll make it out this year friends!
that was, hands down, the most embarassing night of my life. not making it out to MY OWN birthday. kynna told everyone D&G called and i was rushed out to milan.
obvi no one believed her but the thought was there.
HOMELESSNESS ALERT: i have uuuuh a month and some to figure out where i'm going to live for the month of june.
if you have a couch, love seat or even a recliner, i'd love to throw you some loot to let me stay! just me and a suitcase!
i never thought i'd have to ask someone if i could live on their couch for a month.
IF LOVING RU PAUL IS WRONG THEN I DON'T WANNA BE RIGHT.
his show "drag race" is fucking hilarious. i don't care if you don't like drag queens! you'll love these men (women?) and their ass cheek pads. they're so pretty. i watched a marathon of episodes last night. after "growing up gotti" stop airing i thought i'd lost all hope in T.V.
thanks ru!
so taaaaaaday, i got booked to do a bridal shoot next week which is exciting. i'm getting together a meeaaaan portfolio which is exactly what i've been trying to do for the last 6 ish months. woo!
last night i saw "the last song" with miley cyrus. i don't know why exactly, but just watching her makes me wanna attack. she just bothers me.
it was decent though.a sad, typical nicholas sparks movie; teen angst, someone gets sick, someone falls in love, tears, wah, death, wah, happy ending. wah wah.
i just saved you 12 precious dollars!
still, it got me. makes you wanna find true love and all that garbage.
so POTLUCK, MY PLACE. THIS SUNDAY FRIENDS. now that i re arranged my entire place at 2 am the other night there's loads of space for a fiestafiesta! i have bruises all over my body from moving my fuckin' boat of a bed alone. i fell all over the place. i'm surprised i didn't get a complaint for playing cam'ron reaaaaaaal loud and shuffling around that late at night, but the other tenants know NOT TO MESS WITH APARTMENT NUMBER FIVE-AH.
sooooo pretty stoked for next saturday. mets game! woo! we all know i'm not even close to being a sports junky, and we'll probably have no clue what's going on, but baseball games are exciting! and so is getting beligerant! i whined about not being able to go with anyone and yooooooou got tickets!
someone knows how to light my fiiiiiya.
i think i'm gonna start blogging in pig latin. just to spice things up. make people work haaaard to read my words of wisdom!
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