monday 26 september 2005

blazer
dress
conditioner
moisturizer (2)
toner
facewash
perfume
giant tv
food processor
toaster oven

monday 09.12.05

dresser
wall unit
uhaul
gas
pain au chocolat
misc thai food
paint
rollers
drop cloths
step ladder (i'm a shortie)
100 lbs of laundry service
chinese food
trash can
shower curtain
shower curtain liner
bath shelf
other shelf thing
sodas
potato chips
tv cart
lamp
mirror
over the door towel rack

tuesday 09.06.05

big haul since last post:

kitchen cart
console table thing
book cases (2)
assorted non-perishables
beaters (2)
camo laptop case
furry-hooded down jacket
skirt
dress
shoes
sweaters (2)
blazers (2)
owl boxer shorts
pie pans (2)
mixing bowls
sponges (5)
cigarettes
hamburgers
cheese
buns
chips (bbq)
snickerdoodles
sandwich
chips
7-up
gasoline


phew.

thursday september 1, 2005

xanax-xanax-xanax-xanax-xanax

wednesday 08.31.05

you were my favorite. now you're dead to me.

thursday 08.25.05

handbag
shoes
intense hair straightener
hair clips
fire extinguisher
blank cds
mop bucket
black fabric dye

so i went to la and i decided that i have been too hard on that place for my whole life. it is fun. it would be nice to have a place there. and a dope car. but not to live. not for me anyway. so fret not, new york. i am here to stay. for at least another 12 months.

but i will be visiting la more. as far as i can tell, people there don't have to work and they just drive around in the sun all day and shop and eat good food. that is an incredibly fun and welcome change of pace from life here. where i have to work. and don't drive.

highlights:
i was at this video shoot "PAing." all i did was hang out and go to target, getting lost in east la while on my way there. that was totally fine because i'm not afraid of the ghetto. i AM the ghetto.

i think i saw christian bale. but it could have been a cheap substitute. he drove a decidedly unfancy car.

i went to this trendy, "scene-y" restaurant in west hollywood or someplace dumb like that. a giant man from hawaii licked my friend's face. he also told us that while showering in room-facing, glass showers (like the kind in the hotel i was staying at) he enjoyed pressing his genitals against the glass for all present to enjoy. sleep did not come easy that night.

sushi tastes better in la.

i ate at 2 french restaurants. that was dumb. especially since i ate at zero mexican restaurants.

i watched entourage in my funny little hotel room at the standard downtown (where at night i had to walk through a velvet rope to enter). it was beautiful.

friday 19 august 2005

i'm peacin' out of this bitch soon.

i'm going to spend a weekend in the land of the insipid. upon my return, i'll be the one with the uggs and the denim skirt and the short sleeved, terry cloth, tight, salmon-colored juicy hoodie. [**disclaimer** i do own more than one of the things on the above list. somehow, it's different.] i'll also have orange highlights and look confused/subservient. [**see above disclaimer]

if things go correctly, i will never be seen in new york again. i'm looking to be discovered (and by discovered, i mean sugar-daddied/b-list-celebrity-daddied).

things to look forward to in future posts:
- my spotting of blossom/mr.cooper/rudy huxtable/nicole ritchie/or some reasonable facsimile
- commentary on the superior asian and/or mexican food
- seeing less white-washed filipinos
- thoughts on the creative process
- bad bagels
- bad pizza
- bad clothes
- a renewed interest in plastic surgery
- evidence of decreased self-esteem

will miss you. xoxo.