and you're mary tyler moore.

I didn't think this existed in real life.

I'm not going to love until Buddy Holly comes back.

"Holly managed to get Maria Elena along to lunch at Howard Johnson's thanks to Deutch's secretary, Jo Harper. By the end of lunch, he had asked her to have dinner with him that night at the hangout for Manhattan's elite, P. J. Clarke's. He proposed on their very first date. "While we were having dinner, he got up and came back with his hands behind his back. He brought out a red rose and said, "This is for you. Would you marry me?" He turned up to her guardian's house the very next morning to gain her approval. She initially thought he was kidding, but they were married in Lubbock on August 15, 1958, less than two months after they had met. "I'd never had a boyfriend in my life. I'd never been on a date before. But when I saw Buddy, it was like magic. We had something special: love at first sight," Maria Elena told the Lubbock Avalanche-Journal."

Saturday Night Love Songs

My Saturday night of staying in and watching the boob tube is not 

happening because my cable is out and I could only sit through 30 minutes of 

"Cannibal - a Musical" before turning it off. Bummer.

Instead I'm going to download music and watch movie trailers. Yeah...

hey hey hey we the people

watch the second video the whole way through. the magic happens at 2 minutes.

it was so hot out today.

i broke a nail and i'm struggling to type so that it.

Rihanna gets chop chopped and screwed.

Ok so usually I am not a T-pain fan....buttt I heard this remix of one of his songs the other day and it's so mother fucking catchy.  Become a dude like me and listen to it HERE.

Before I get into how this weekend was can I just point out how Canadian rapper Drake is fucking Rihanna. Now, I don't want to get all catty and shit, but looks to me like Rihanna has my/my sisters left overs.

Yeah, that's totally us getting to first base. Duhh.....

So this weekend was super fun (in Toronto). As per usual with visits with Fud I had a bit of a breakdown and cried on my way home from work and was in a pissy mood all day but the visit itself was super worth it. There was a lot of good music (and band babes), red stripe (one day), and straight up fun (no barfing!). I'm still medium on Toronto, but the fact that the majority of my love lives there makes it a lot better. Back to normal life now which is ok because I have 2 days off this week in a row with possible fun in them, and possible good weather. 

Ok now i'm going to listen to a few sad songs, dramatically weep, have a shower, use my proactive, kiss my dog, drink my blue gatorade and go to bed.

p.s. goodluck in NY sashkatz. xo

2 DAYS OFF

I put up these shelves/mirror. (Also cleaned the living room that was revolting.)

I got these nails did.

I ate this

and this

I started reading this

I organized these (and when organizing found a plethora of amazing highschool punk mixes. (Ie. poison the well, something corporate, stretch armstrong...yes.)

Now I have to go back to work tomorrow which is ok though. I feel fully rested/happy from these 2 days off. Yeah!

sippin' on a 40, smokin' on a blunt

Today I shot a:

at a:

I'M SO GOOD AT SHOOTING STUFF.