zero motivation

i've lost the drive to do anything. where did it go?! thank goodness for my oasis and a wonderful support system.

my mother doesn't mind having a deadbeat daughter. and said its part of the natural process of growing up. my brother is everything i need him to be: a supporter, listener and sometimes an atm.

people often comment on how i come off as someone who is TOO comfortable in her skin. i don't know if thats good or bad. but with a family and friends like mine, its merely a reaction. so fuck off.

anywho. this is my statement of thanks and appreciation. and my motivation to make it up to them. =)

wine with real housewives.

back with an update on my life. because i know you guys are dying to know.

lets see.

sat, sun, mon, tue, wed: I do absolutely nothing. its the reason why i don't get sick. after those two crazy months, my life has been so stress-less.

and for two days, i have to deal with bitches and assholes. but lets not get into that.

SO in two week, i'll be in chicago with my beloved. YAYAYAYYA. im super excited. i haven't gotten work off yet but i could give a fuck.

lastly, i'd like to update on...

i like: bravo series, movies: fear and the craft, buying books at costco, barefoot contessa, thirty somethings, wine with hbo series, custard ice cream, cheap plane tickets, jalapeno poppers, eating with my dogs and lounging with the mama.

hahahha.

I GET IT. that damn "if you seek amy" song on britney's album was driving nuts. but i finally got it. YAYA im so effing proud of myself right now.

suffocation, no breathing.

shameful shameful. my blogspot is by far the saddest of the bunch. with the exception of jeanne, im in the company of lovely writers and inspiring photographers.

and so far, all i have to say is neither funny or profound.

IT ALL CHANGES HERE.

so let me see.


*blink, blink*


...this is going to be harder than i thought. too much presssssure.

Some Resolutions

the end is in sight. fuck yes.

goals for 2009. ahemmmmmm let me see.

1) eat less red meat. my cholesterol level must be insane. daily intake of beef, bread, butter and beer. it doesn't help that our pomme frites are cooked in pork lard.

2) date to marry. do you hear me?! all you rejects get away, i mean it.

3) limit television to two hours. toughest one by far...

nothing else comes to mind but i'll make sure to update.

p.s. UPDATE YOUR BLOGS. JEANNEEEEE

"you are not the first to go through such a thing, and you are better able to handle it than most"

well, ok

things have leveled off.

im now officially back at home. although its boring as fuck, i do have a comfy room WITH a tv (expecting hbo) and free homecook meals. PLUS my dogs are right there to cheer me up.

but its good. things feel more stable and grounded. i choose boring over drama.

OH. thank the heavens for lower gas prices. seriously, thank you to whoever made that happen. now that i commute to work, its something less to stress about.

while im on here. i'd like to say, I strongly dislike yelpers-a group of negative, pretend know-it-all "foodies." there is more to this rant but its not me to be negative. TEE HEEE

*tis december. =)