i'm drastically improving.....

my buzz lightyear score. check it out......first one is with my sister. second is with davey obv. frasier is hilarious. i'm weird nuts.

more movie suggestions...

just finished a movie called 'color me kubrick' and it was really a sweet surprise. the movie was really entertaining if you are someone that likes stanley kubrick or john malkovich. i for one like both so it was a pretty good deal for me. the story line is borderline psychotic but in a brilliantly hilarious and creepy kind of way. a lot of great scenery as well since the film is shot throughout different places in the uk. john malkovich's costumes are enough to keep one entertained. pussy bow's and polyester never looked so good. not to mention his taste for vodka and cigarettes made me want to smoke throughout the film.

goodbye feeling in my toe...

this morning i broke my toe on my way to starbucks. it serves me right i suppose not even stopping to brush my teeth or put a comb through my hair before getting my morning latte fix. i didn't notice it right away but the blood between my toes was a first sign that I didn't just run into a table and had a little boo boo, this was some serious shiz. i put an hk band aid on it right away and that helped me not notice until much later in the evening that I had absolutely no feeling on my toe! here are some photo opps for those of you that aren't easily offended.

i usually only watch lifetime for frasier...

but somehow/someway davey and i were watching a terrible movie called shark attack 3 megalodon and look at the quality of these so called 'attacks' pretty terrible.

back to work...

so it's back to work for me. I had a three week break and now i'm back to the old 9-5. PJ Harvey on monday is going to be the bees knees and tomorrow big love season finale....as sad as I am to see the season fly by it just brings me that much closer to the third season of the tudors.

davey and I are watching tom and jerry cartoons! jerry mouse is so cute he reminds me of beards. i want a mouse of my own to snaffle with.

also, if any of you have HBO on demand or Showtime on demand there is a documentary on a woman named Schapelle Corby who has one of the most amazing (in a sad,unfortunate way) stories you will ever see documented on film. Watch the documentary! I watched it in awe today as I literally watched a woman lose complete control over her own life by being a victim of drug traffickers who placed 4.2 kilos of marijuana in her suitcase while she was en route to indonesia to see her sister.

this kind of story just makes me sick and it makes the idea of traveling to places like indonesia undesirable to say the least.

sympathy for the devil

i think is possibly the best song ever.....

do you remember these ads?

let the right one in

one of the most beasel-like films i have ever seen. the movie is so beautiful and so sad. it came out on tuesday so either rent it, add it to your netflix queue or whatever but watch it and be in admiration of it's unique and sad storyline.

so i finally got all of my letters of recommendation in order for the law school admissions council. I met with a couple of my old professors from csulb today to discuss the forms and perhaps come back to visit in a few weeks.

This week has been so nice to not have anything to do but focus on law school. I can feel my mind finally setting in on what I want to accomplish this year and it feels right. I'll admit that not having a job is sad for my bank account, but there is so much to life that I have neglected in the past 2 years because I have been working full time.

This week I have played tennis, gone to disneyland, had lunch by the beach, played with my nephew, got my hair done, played some wii, and slept in some days until noon.

I have three months until the lsat...this score is truly the one that matters. i will make it happen.

when i'm an old lady.

...i can only hope to be as amazing as estelle getty.

lazy days.

l word series finale

what the fuck was that? i am so let down it's depressing. even davey is lost for words....

cleaning out my closet.....

.....what a nightmare

just arrived in paris...

too bad this photo was taken last year at Charles de Galle....i need a vacation. the traveling itch is really starting to bug.

*plus davey pulling the rat face.

i'm going out like a baby....

elliott smith saves my soul.

For your own protection, over their affection
Nobody broke your heart
You broke your own 'cos you can't finish what you start

Walk down Alameda brushing off the nightmares you wish could plague me when I'm awake
So now you see your first mistake was thinking that you could relate

los angeles what did you do to me?

yesterday was filled with friends, driving, under water photo shoots, make up applying, beer, and tons of cigarettes (well,for me at least) and I am completely drained and I am not really sure why. Perhaps it was the tofu from cafe 101 or the obsured amount of girl scout cookies i ate but either way I woke up feeling absolutely horrid. Last night was interesting however that is to say that in all of my years of doing make up for weddings, shoots, videos etc... I have never EVER done make up for under water specifically. It was really intense and it was so surprising how well the make up held up. My eyelashes however were not so fortunate even with the duo surgical adhesive. The shoot is for the cover of the next saosin album and last nights test was really long but somewhat entertaining as I watched my friend Nils completely submerge himself in water wearing a tuxedo and loafers and i think he was a bit drunk as well. Needless to say, I am anxious to see how the photos will turn out.

in other news i will be cleaning out my closets this weekend and i will be putting tons of my old betsey johnson dresses/purses/accessories and marc by marc up on ebay. message if interested.

life's ironies

I began thinking over the past few days about the cliche saying 'when one door closes another one opens' and naturally thought about the flow sequence of my life. it turns out the saying holds a bit of truth when it comes to little ol' me and it's truly a blessing that I have come out of all of the bullshit alive.

you see I have always been a person that has attracted drama. I got it from my mother who got it from her mother and so on and so forth. Even as a small child my mother would advise me to be cautious around everyone. That I naturally give off a sense of arrogance, and for most people I was viewed more of a bitch and less like a little girl even at the ripe age of 8 I had to learn this lesson the hard way.

Fortunately, I have come to terms with this trait I have been given and have learned to play with it. I have been blessed and cursed to find friends that are awesome enough to handle it and even more blessed and not so much cursed to find a man that supports me and humbles me in one of the most positive and beautiful relationships I have ever known.

One friend in particular who was very good to me, did me wrong and I was too immature to understand why it happened until much later in life. But it was the loss of trust with someone that I viewed like a sister that caused me to loose trust in everyone that I felt close to and the downward spiral continued until I got rid of everyone around me...including myself.

I like to call those days my glory days because I didn't give a damn about anyone but myself. I didn't trust a soul and I didn't care either. I played a role, whichever one worked for the moment, and in some ways it got me very far. At the time of this loss I had the worlds worst boyfriend ever. A true loser by every definition in the book, and the worst part he was ugly as sin on the inside as well as the out. I could probably write a novel about how ugly he was but in order to spare you with all the horrid details (and spare myself as well) I will sum it down to three words. Balding, short, craterface. Well i suppose I made the last one into one word but what the hell anyway...after all this is my blog.

So, I took note of where my life had led and I knew that my life was not meant to lead down this path, not to mention the fact that I myself had began seeing someone else in hopes to find that 'something else' that I was out there looking for. Luckily for me it was a cinch to walk away from this creep because even after things had ended and he was now together with the woman he was cheating on me with it was only a matter of time before he was asking me to come back and telling me how we were meant to be together (while he was still together with the other girl). Honestly the thought of being with this person now is so revolting and embarrassing that even to this day this person is a returning joke amongst my friends of all the trash we have come to know in our lives.

Fast forward 6 months later and I am in London with my best friends, and I meet the most wonderful man in the world. Full head of hair, beautiful face, and tall. phew...life was looking up.

it took the door closing of a hideous relationship to really appreciate a beautiful man when i see one. Lord knows he wasn't waiting for me in Los Angeles.

The other door opened, and on the other side was a british man with an uncanny taste for the finer things in life and a heart of gold.

meaning of the story...i win.

worst photo ever.

and i thought it didn't get any worse.