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super. tuesday.

Feb 5, 2008
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and i get this in my inbox.

apparently, on top of the waxing, tweezing, shaving, botoxing we women indulge in, we now have lightening! not a new concept, no, however lightnening for the arse...hole?

ladies and gentleman, boys and girls!

MEET...

THE BUNGHOLE BLEACHER!!!

wtf.

"The natural product claims to give your poopshooter a fresher, more youthful look by making it blend in with your natural skin tone. (Seriously?) Here’s how it works: The gentle formula first exfoliates then naturally depigments and whitens the backdoor by reducing the activity of tyrosinase (an enzyme responsible for darkening) in the skin."

well, at least you get a nice white, or err, baby pink bunghole.

happy super tuesday folks. go get your vote out.

Farting Bush

it's only a matter of probability.

Feb 5, 2008
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i had a random thought as i was showering sticky salsa sweat off me this eve.

if probability as a theory exists, which it does, then boys and gals seeking to get laid should merely play a numbers game.

the more frogs you kiss, the more likely you'll find your prince.

the more propositions you make, the higher your chances are to shag or get shagged.

whatever.

the probability of this blog making any sense is probably nil as i really need to catch up some zzzzz's.

good night.

back to black.

Feb 4, 2008
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well. my lovey dovey pink vday template lasted...oh...a full 9 hours?

not bad.

la to london.

Feb 4, 2008
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insomnia sucks.

when insomnia hits -- blog.

you may have noticed that i've changed my template in honor of the up and coming v-day. i'd like to think that i am a gal who isn't hung up on the fuss v-day imposes on men. i bet it's a stressful time for ya'll. chocolates, dinners, presents, champagne...all this woo-ing can be a bit overwhelming. i can certainly empathize.

this year, i'm boycotting v-day. i'm boycotting it so much that i'm hauling my ass back to london just in time for it.

i'm not sure how i feel about that yet...but i certainly know how i feel about the grotesquely long flight from la to london on the cramped virgin seats. i swear, virgin must be guilty of the ever-shrinking leg room syndrome. if anyone has any ideas on how i can weezle my way into premium or higher, pls do share...i will worship you forever.

london, here i come. again.

boo-hoo.

A post about my new replacement.

Jan 30, 2008
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my new replacement.

i'd get an iphone, but it didn't come in pink.

one too many makers with a splash of diet.

Jan 30, 2008
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hob last night was interesting.

1. reconnected with J, a chick who i thought was totally strange when we first met a year and a half ago, but who i totally, like, radically dig now;
2. what can i say? i'm a sucker for good, uncensored, raw energy;
3. spent some time with M, who at 40 something-ish still looks AMAZING...and really is quite beautiful, not to mention absolutely COOL;
4. got a care package from F which consists of oscar wilde's dorian gray, some ambien (the old kind before it got replaced with the cr edition), and frontline;
5. re-introduced myself to an old high school acquaintance who's band was gigging at hob -- haven't seen him in gosh, well, since highschool i presume;
6. the band ROCKED THE HOUSE.
7. the girls, we girls, made many inspirational girl toasts. like..."here's to NO REGRETS!!!" ;
8. the old high school acquaintance singer for the band tried to get in my pants;
9. we girls made another inspirational toast: "here's to NO REGRETS!!!" ;
10. then i met for the first time, the handsome boy who i picked up on at a local coffee shop just prior to me getting engaged and jetting off to london;
11. the significance of it? well, sadly, he's the ONLY boy i had enough balls to pick up on in my life;
12. we girls made the same inspirational toast: "NO REGRETS!!!" ;
13. i got my boogie on. yep, got my dancing ass back out on the dance floor and grooved. man. F said she hasn't seen me so happy in a long long time.
14. i drank one too many bourbons;
15. i drank one too many bourbons;
16. i think the handsome coffee shop boy REALLY digs me;
17. we girls, yep...we did toast to another..."NO REGRETS!!!";
18. i REALLY think the handsome coffee shop boy REALLY seriously now, digs me;
19. we, including handsome coffee shop boy, ended up grabbing a bite to eat after the show and had superb conversation (which as many can attest to, is hard to come by these days);
20. by 3am, we were happy, but alas, it was time to go home.
21. and of course, the ever wise F reminded me that it is STILL OKAY to have a little bit of fun...even at 29 years old going on 102;
22. what can i say? i'm a capricorn. i will grow younger as i grow older. it's in the stars;
23. this evening inevitably reminded me oh so much of my old single, falling frivolously and madly in love with all musicians phase;
24. i got a bit nostalgic.
25. i realized that i will always have a soft spot for the epic freedom found in losing myself in music, in my musicians and feeling uninhibited freedom...
26. in case you're curious, no. i did not have handsome coffee shop boy for my late night dessert shag.
27. here's to no regrets.

gratitude.

Jan 28, 2008
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i feel another overwhelming urge to write, although what i really should be focusing on right now is getting this damn application for my visa filled out...but, as any blogger knows...when you have the urge, you gotta FEED THE URGE. or else the opportunity simply passes you by.

and this opportunity -- this opportunity to express Gratitude, i could NOT pass by.

i was just now strolling into my kitchen to catch a quick refill on green tea and i suddenly felt an overwhelming sensation which i have not had the luxury of experiencing in quite some time. the sensation of Gratitude. goodness...i can't remember the last time i felt this.

the last year had me operating in the extreme. ended a relationship with a nice young boy, went soul-seaching through asia, launched a love affair with my salsa - obsession, and suddenly meeting the man of my dreams while twirling away on the streets of 3rd street promenade. a month later, i found myself in a new country, a new life, and trying to embrace a new love. while everything around me was tornado-ing out of control, i lost site of those who quietly sat on the sidelines rooting for me. it wasn't until this momentary rendezvous i had with Gratitude, did i realize what fantastic beings i have around me. FANTASTICALLY MAGNIFICENT human beings.

i owe you, my fabulous friend...a giant slice of my Gratitude pie. you are my saviors, my support, my sounding boards, my partners in crime, my companions...my life.

thank you for loving me even when i didn't know how to love myself.