I WILL NOT LET THIS MAKE ME EAT

the badger's your friend, make love to the badger.

2008-06-09T19:37:00.000-07:00

blowing off some steam.

2008-08-02T22:54:00.000-07:00

this is just ridiculous

2008-10-23T21:50:00.000-07:00

BITCHIN CAMERO!!! BITCHIN CAMERO! !!!

2009-04-24T11:40:00.001-07:00

ok so LOTS of shit is happening in television world (REAL WORLD ROAD RULES CHALLENGES STRESS ME OUT! I LOVE CRYING, WATCHING THE BIGGEST LOSER AND THEN GOING TO BED WISHING FOR BONELESS BUFFALO WINGS!) but i have been really BUSY with all that cancer walk stuff (this week i walked to DSW shoe warehouse and i cried and yelled at prairie dog. i am GOING PLACES!)

lucky for me, i have a very good friend (lets just call him THE! ESTRANGED! BILL! PAXTON! TO! MY! CHUBBY! CHLOE! SEVIGNY!) kyle is super famous and super smart and interviewed the director of grey gardens and now works at movieline. which basically takes a crap on nick denton's head but with a better format. and thanks to him i can keep up with ALL THE AWESOME SHIT THAT IS COMING OUT OF YOUR TV THIS SUMMER! PUT YOUR RAINBOOTS ON! WE'RE GOING TO THE JERSEY SHORE!

now that i am done with that incoherent bit of word vomit...the real news.
1. HEIDI AND SPENCER ON 'IM A CELEBRITY GET ME OUT OF HERE"? slap my ass and call me stephanie pratt. IM STOKED

2. bravo does a show about working at fredsegal! that place is full of cokeheads and retards! yay! awesome! GIMME!

3. dude. you need to stop. i don't think its right for me to be this aroused at work

bubbies

2009-04-07T20:24:00.000-07:00

um

i have been talking about the real housewives of new jersey premiere like its the second coming of christ.

and tonight i got a sneak peak at the glory that will soon be ours every week starting May 12.

here is why i am excited about this particular season:

1. CAROLINE: is this woman a distant relative of mine? shes like my mom on steroids. or just a jersey version of mi madre. also i like that her story is that they had nothing when they started out....it thaws out my dark angry heart. and of course reminds me of MY family's story.

2. they all seem like they are actually friends, as opposed to the new york ladies or the OC creamsicles. i know how these things work. my aunts and all their sisters in law and brothers in law are all married and up in each other's business and its JUST LIKE THIS SHOW except in broad channel new york and its all about boats and not cars.

3. the line "he just goes there once a day for his routine.....blow job?" need i sy more?

4. fights and columbian cartels? sold.

4. the word bubbies is used frequently and in front of children. again, i can almost SMELL broad channel when i hear the word bubbies.

stupid dakini

2009-04-05T19:28:00.000-07:00

ok so i have a weekend that has involved a great deal of "doing"

that being said i got wasted at my parents' house (well, wasted is a strong word....pretty buzzed) while watching the dogs during a snowstorm. while there, i raided their shit. i ganked a bunch of old photos from our good old times in japan and the trips that we took to europe (back when i was a complete shit and totally undeserving of the opportunities that they granted me). i also grabbed this little fucking gem:
yeah got me a vhs copy too.

its pretty sweet. i am going to try and fall asleep to this. i probably won't fall asleep because i really fucking love this movie (can you believe what a fat ass val kilmer became? and not in a good way, you know?) and i can't wait to watch it.

also: i am obsessed with this song right now:

we need to talk about this

2009-04-03T12:55:00.001-07:00

levi on tyra.
seriously. i gotta get dvr'ing this. this isn't the kind of shit that i can just get a recap of on jezebel or the soup. i have to drink this one in.

no but seriously does levi make anyone ELSE really uncomfortable? i guess its because he's kind of an average high school kid. shit if i had to go and be interviewed by tyra at the age of...what 17? does it matter? i would crap my pants and drool or something. or curl up in a ball on the floor buster style.

also on rhny this week brittney and the other tall brown thing (who dresses like some malibu reject circa 2005. where is your ed hardy sweatsuit, idiot?)got into an epic fight that made me think that tall brown thing does the drugs. mostly cocaine. i say this because i used to know a girl (no furreal. this girl is NOT me) who did alot of drugs and used to run up to me at parties and yell things like "WHY DO YOU HAVE BEEF WITH ME?" this girl was like 5 feet tall and looked like phillys diller. she also locked me in a bathroom once. so i know about these things people. i can see it a mile away.

BUT BUT BUT!!!! real housewives of new jersey is going to bring the pain so hard! it looks so delicious. so much red hair! so much booze! so many french manicures! so much yelling! so few appropriately placed Rs!!!! get your franzia out ladies! its time to party!!

ALSO ALSO ALSO:

who is this hot tranny mess, you ask? oh thats not sandra oh playing a hollywood blvd hooker with a heart of gold in a jazzed up mcg remake of "pretty woman." no no non! thats mother fucking DAISY from rock of love in a show called...none other than "daisy of love." gotta tell you...that name kind of falls flat...but can you blame them? what were they going to call it? daisy chain"? that sounds like something VERY dirty and not in a cute way. in a like "taking advantage of women/thai sex show" way. (am i going to far? sorry. i haven't had a drink in a week or something)

you know what daisy? fuck yo motha fucking myspace page.

how the internet can kill your street cred.

2009-03-31T20:30:00.001-07:00

so each member of the trifecta has a twitter.

now, the comment above aside (ballsy colin. ballsy and awesome that you are in on that joke) i have to admit that i had pretty much let go of my epic crush on colin meloy. mostly because of the pretension of his ENTIRE twitter. WE GET IT DUDE. you're super smart and you live in portland and you like to read obscure literature and smoke a pipe in front of the fire. we GET IT. he also stages these like PRESS CONFERENCES of sorts where he opens the floor for twitter questions from his followers where they ask him what he's reading, what his favorite morrisey song is and what his favorite kind of weather is or some shit. its all very "you may now direct a few questions at your king" and it kind of made me gag.

and we all know why i have put the kibbash on ben right? do i need to talk about his fucking WIFE?? ugh.

basically rainn wilson is the only one of the trifecta that still retains his place in my heart.
so i leave you with this adorbs bearded picture of his bespectacled face.

OH EMM FUCKING GEEESUS you dudes!

2009-03-31T08:22:00.000-07:00

i am about to go from sleater kinney to jay z in less than a minute. brace yourselves.

CALL THE DOCTOR because i am definitely dying of NOT BEING SURPRISED AT ALL by this news:

COUNTESS CRACKER JACKS LUANN DELA-"and coming on stage now its the loooovely DESTINY (what? have you guys never been to a strip club?) is getting divorced from her 120 year old phantom of the opera-esque husband. Crackerjacks: whatchoo gonna do know? How we gonna get round on YOUR BUS PASS? i guess its back to handjob s and day time stripping for you!

call me. we should hang.

nobody said it was easy

2009-03-29T18:04:00.000-07:00

nobody said it would be this hard....RIGHT?

ok i DO NOT know what is happening to me. i am stroking out pretty hardcore. i just dropped my laptop on the floor which created a kind of domino effect that resulted in a spilled arnie palmer, dropping my camera, my cat destroying my blinds and ashes all over my couch.

so basically i am doing GREAT thanks for asking.

this weekend was so sleepover-licious! i had katie, amy and shannon up on friday to decorate our buckets for collecting money for the 3 day walk. there was beer, mexican food, a trip to walgreens (I LOVE DRUG STORES!) and glitter glue. also keith olbermann (cat) was terrorized by oliver and he has yet to fully forgive me. he has been sleeping on my desk and invariably changing ALL my work passwords. so thanks for that. i suppose it was YOU who made that mysterious $200 charge on my corporate amex?

last night court came over for st pat's dinner (we're a little slow around here) with my family and then we headed down to the hi-dive to see bishop allen. we literally got there just as they were starting (I DRIVE LIKE AN OLD WOMAN!) (fast and FURIOUS geriatric drift). the show was fantastic and i was feeling super dancey so of course i wound up with gum in my shoe (and inexplicably in my hair?!?!?). i also ran into a bunch of people that i knew and i dont KNOW that many people in denver so i mean....clearly my friends have impeccable taste in music and i have stellar friends, right? i got to meet darbie and avoided word vomiting on justin so the night was a success. big fatty thanks to tbonz for da hookup!! when i ever make it out to new york, i am taking you and lesley out to dinner at harold's restaurant. duh.

last time they came into town, tbonz informed me that the band's bus had broken down outside of denver. if that had happened this time, sleepover status would have been taken to epic levels that involved PBR, tagalong ice cream and gossip girl. JEALOUS??? yeah. thought so.

so that leaves me here, out of cigarettes with a case of PBR in my fridge taunting me and a broken body.

you know what i am? america's next. top. model. with an arnie palmer. you're still jealous. i know that.

peace out, girl scouts.

the ides of march

2009-03-27T10:03:00.000-07:00

so i have not left my house (except for a few misguided attempts to get to my car to retrieve some items left in my car which ended up with me on my ass...which was awesome) for the last 48 hours. it seriously crapped snow on the greater denver area for about 24 hours which is like THE BEST in march! you know? especially after you have been HUNTING for sandals and dresses and two weekends ago you totally bought a bathing suit for cape cod! OH! AND when you are training for a 3 day 60 mile walk for breast cancer and you are supposed to be walking like 15 miles a week? THIS IS DAMN NEAR IMPOSSIBLE IN THIS WEATHER FOLKS! DAMN NEAR!

anyway....what i really want to talk about is the teevee and the things that i see on it.

first off: i am back into grey's anatomy. i watched it last night after about a two year break (we were going through a rough patch) and....well, i cried most of the time. there is a LOT going on and they finally decided to explain the very SOAP esque (minus the outlandish hilarity part of course) subplot of izzie seeing dead people. so that was.....nice in a totally backward way....i guess?

next i want to talk about how i CANNOT watch millionaire matchmaker or make me a supermodel. I know. i know...bravo is the mothership and all but....millionaire matchmaker just re-enforces the stereotype that women will do anything for money, that men are completely useless on their own, that you need to change in order to meet someone and that if you dont have a someone special in your life you are FLAWED and need to be fixed. i get that most of it is tongue in cheek and very "look how RIDICULOUS this is!!!:!:!:!" but it is still very uncomfortable to watch. and make me a supermodel? well, i don't need to tell you that male models make me VERY uncomfortable (there is something very chip and dales about the male modeling industry that makes me very nervous) and tyra already does fucking ANTM (which is basically the real world with only chicks and photoshoots that are more and more insane and reaching every episode)......so whats the point?

also: i have a confession to make: i watched and subsequently bought a dvd copy of "twighlight."

I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW. i was going to say "DONT JUDGE ME! YOU DONT KNOW ME! YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!!" but go ahead. judge. i probably deserve it.

but you know what? I CANNOT wait to be hungover and laying on my couch to pop that thing in and let the pretty greens and the cloudy weather take over my living room. really. its that gorgeous. its like planet earth but without all the learning. its like when i used to make my mom put on nova after school so i could watch the animals feed and hump and roam the plains as i drifted into my after school nap. exactly like that in fact. but now with cedric diggory. and some little meth head chick who clearly went to the same acting school as neve cambell (if you put your hand near your forehead and open your mouth and look indignant.....YOU. ARE. ACTING!!! winner winner chicken dinner). and that cedric diggory person occasionally looks like something out of LOTR and we all know how i feel about other worldly creatures.

sorry its been awhile folks. i will post more often i promise. i have an epic one planning about a recent existential conversation i had with a pair of skinny jeans but i am trying to figure out a way to avoid making it one of those self pitying, i'm fat, fishing for compliments kind of posts and opting instead for a more realistic, funny approach to the whole thing.

for now i leave you with this, courtesy of jill zarin's blog:

totes serious

2009-03-20T14:03:00.000-07:00

the link for donations for my walk is in the banner next to us here....below the picture of the disco ball and everything....its pink.

if you are so inclined to tell your friends about it (i know some of us are just INTERNET friends but you know...) please do. every last friggin cent matters (we have to make $2300 each just to be eligible i guess) so please help a sistah out.

oh and we created a tumblr to track our progress. basically its where i am going to whine about walking and try to remain upbeat about this whole thing. and i will probs fail.

EDIT: fyi for those who care to donate, i will be making gifts of some kind for my donors...perhaps cookies? perhaps candies? perhaps just a bag of glitter and a thing of glue so you can glitter bomb someone when you feel like it. or perhaps a box of party poppers. those are AMAZING and totally inappropriate for the office

check it

2009-03-18T12:12:00.000-07:00

im getting all RHNY on your asses and doing something for the charities.
breast cancer walking.
im a team captain (WHOOHAA!) and our team is called "cancer schmancer"
so help a sistah out. or tell your rich friends to help me out.

yeah.

fran!

get the FUCK OUT OF TOWWWWN

2009-03-18T08:09:00.000-07:00

Ladies and Gents, set your alarms, go out and buy a case of chardonnay, a Costco sized bucket of sunless tanner, put on your Tiffany bracelets/rings/earrings/necklaces and stuff your Coach bag with all the marlboro's you can find because on MAY 12TH! the real housewives of mothafucking NEW JERSEY!!! are in the HIIIZZZZZIEEEE!!!!!

its going to be great i tell ya.

wait wait wait what now?

2009-03-02T21:24:00.000-08:00

(via rich @ fourfour)

ok what the fuck happened this week with this fucker?
actually my issue isn't with this crazed mother fucker.
its actually with ryan...sensitive white guy with the songs and the acting and the military past?

you know what he was? he was that kid in elementary school who was kind of unpopular or didn't really gel with the popular kids who all of sudden bizarrely finds himself on the same side as the cool kids and just goes ape shit and is screaming and yelling and justifying the behavior of the crazy people because FINALLY he has a CAUSE and thank god! people are listening to him! and its not about his PTSD (and let me just say.....i am not saying anything negative about this guys means of dealing with his experiences in Iraq....i am actually talking about the fact that outside of that he is just a small child who has been let off his baby leash for a second....he's a follower who in this instance where he is egging rage monster on and justifying and not HORRIFIED by the DISPROPORTIONATE violent, table breaking reaction to whatshername's "contradiction" of herself? which brings me to the question:

why did no one lose their minds over the fact that this asshole is breaking tables and ripping phones out of people's hands? UN.AC.CEPTBLE dude.

oh his name is JD. and that other white dude thinks "alot was accomplished" by this over - exaggerated discussion of TAKING OUT THE FUCKING TRASH?
OH MY HOLY LORD!

as if i needed another lady boner right now

2009-03-01T17:20:00.000-08:00

LOTR: return of the king is my number one "zone out and dick around on the computer" movies. mostly because i could care less about hobbits and in this one frodo and sam are the anti boners.
BUT THE FIGHT SCENES?

anyway

so i was sitting here drooling over karl urban (related to keith urban? unknown). and i read on his wikipedia page that THIS MAN:

is going to be playing THIS MAN

in the NEW STAR TREK MOVIE??!?!?!!?!!>?!?

seriously. mr. karl urban is like the stuff of nerd girl dreams is he not? is he some piece of fan fiction (aka nerd porn) come to life? CALL ME DUDE

life is hard you guys

2009-02-27T20:42:00.000-08:00

i really want to write about the top chef finale but i feel my input would be better held until THE REUNION SPECIAL! (hosea and leah are apparently making out all over new york and i kind of want to stab them) (harold you are a classy dude. and those amatuers make you look even more so) (sorry girl)

and dont even get me started on the various real housewives. i mean.....theres tamara (REALLY GIRL) and vicki (who i swear to god wants to be as outrageous as raMOna but FAILS because she isnt as whimsical or magical or something...i have to think about this for a little)

but i am going into self imposed exile for a few days and then i am going snow shoe-ing with my parents on sunday. mostly because my old landlord just weasled me out of my $850 deposit and i want to rip his balls off. instead i will make gallons of lentil soup and reflect inwardly or some such shit.

when the saints come marching in

2009-02-23T20:50:00.000-08:00

if you cant see that, just go here.

its good times for EVERYONE!

also: are you on the up and up about this?????

Slade is apparently in contempt of court AND hes not paying child support and his home was foreclosed. I KNEW HE WAS TOTALLY USELESS AND A DEADBEAT AND SKETCHY!!!

oh and he was dating gretchen? wow. slade. really gretchen? you both need a time out.

THIS IS WHY WE NEED TELEVISION ALWAYS

2009-02-18T18:27:00.000-08:00

WHY DID NO ONE INFORM ME THAT HAROLD WAS ON LAST WEEKS TOP CHEF SO THAT I COULD GET ON THAT SHIT POST HASTE?

SORRY TO BE YELLING AND EVERYTHING BUT YOU'RE ALL AWARE THAT HE IS MY FAIRY PRINCE RIGHT?

anyway i have already watched his appearance twice.

when i come to new york (SOMEDAAAAY) i want to go to there. his place of business. i will need to be sedated (xanax not alcohol. that just fuels my fire and gives me courage and i dont need an assault charge lodged against me)

life in the suburbs II: son of the burbs

2009-02-16T22:57:00.000-08:00

ok television I have a bone to pick with you: i get my cable back and you have nothing new for me? what the hell is going on? gossip girl? NO. and then you tease me with like five straight hours of RHNY and they're all repeats? unacceptable.

due to this circumstances, i was forced to handle my shit. this included listing some stuff on ebay (cause i no longer fit into my clothes), getting gas for the veedub glowdeen and stocking up on smokes.

when i went to pay for my cigarettes, i was asked for my ID. no big thang. whip out my passport to the info page and show it to the woman behind the counter. and the following transpired:

"sorry we dont accept those."

"those? do you mean my PASSPORT?"

"yeah we only accept state IDs"

"so you're telling me that you dont accept an identifying document issued to me by the UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT? do you accept military IDs?"

"yes"

"and you realize that is a form of ID issued by the US FEDERAL government NOT A LOCAL STATE GOVERNMENT as well, i would imagine"

"......."

"well it is and i am DAMN SURE that you NOT ACCEPTING a US PASSPORT is damn near ILLEGAL and can i get the owners name?"

a. i am not entirely sure how military IDs work but i was willing to believe that this woman knew less
b. the last time i had a problem with this was in NEWBURGH NEW YORK when i was 18. are we still here people? i mean am i all of a sudden living in the antebellum south? does the federal government have NO POWER when it comes to personal identification? WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF A WORLD DO I LIVE IN WHERE MY PASSPORT HOLDS NO POWER?????

but you know.....good things came of it. i went to my first drive through liquor store and bought cigarettes and a six packs from the comfort of my vehicle.

i love you world.

soon my precious soon!

2009-02-16T08:09:00.000-08:00

good news and bad news kids:

1. this afternoon i will regain the power to watch crap teevee AND be on the internet in my new home. i know. its awesome. put your pants back on. i have so much to catch up on, the least of which being the real housewives of NY. UGH RAMONAAAA!!!! i cant wait to find myself confused and upset by you once again!

2. so last night the exwhoruineditall was all "LETS BE FACEBOOK FRIENDS" which is just bizarre on so many levels. this is a person who inexplicably DENIED myspace friend requests from yours truly (back when myspace wasnt so creepy?) repeatedly when we were "dating." which brings up another point...he's apparently "in a relationship" which doesn't bother me as much as the fact that is willingly ADMITTING to it on the winnerwebs. people: this is a dude who gave that bullshit speech about "not liking labels" to me repeatedly while we were "dating."
I am putting our relationship in quotes now. it makes it feel less important.

I AM IN AN AWESOME PLACE EVERYONE! WHO WANTS A LOLLIPOP???

oh and tonight (ONCE I HAVE MY BELOVED INTERNET AND CABLE BACK!!!) i am going to be listing some awesome new stuff on the ebays. GET STOKED!

also a few discussion topics while we wait:

1. do you think that we will ever get more jeff lewis?

2. rachel zoe: do we need another season

3. WHAT has been going on on the real world?

4. rock of love BUS: the new kanye west?

quarterlife sinkhole

2009-02-09T15:33:00.000-08:00

i realized last night as i sat on my couch watching "the women" and sorting through my (embarrassing) DVD collection, sipping a coors light and lazily eating cupcakes that i was perfectly content in my new large living room with my new large upstairs and my two decks. (pictures to follow...specifically for nikki) without the company of other people.

now, some may see this as greatly antisocial and an indicator of a bigger problem. and this becomes more and more obvious every year that i get older and every year around mid February as the number of couples who get together just so they aren't alone on valentines day (same people who get together on new years, you know?)...god forbid.

i have nothing against relationships. i have been in a few. but they aren't for me....not now. i have a cat and he demands alot. i don't want someone in my space. i don't want someone else's issues butting up against mine. there's plenty here (gestures at self) for me to deal with on my own without having to worry about all the insecurities and resentments and frustrations that come along with a relationship.

part of the reason I am writing this is because its valentine's day and even though I really don't like the holiday the implications and the reminders are impossible to avoid. so last night and again this morning when i woke up in my new room with the bright walls and the boxes of sequins and tulle and feathers piled to the ceiling i realized i needed to buck up, stop feeling sorry for myself, quit running my psyche over the coals about all this and not feel inferior to that girl in my sorority who constantly posts pictures on facebook of her vacations to magical exotic locations (and appears NEVER to work despite apparently being employed by some HUGE law firm) with her husband and their purebred Tibetan terrier. and NOT just go the way of those women who freeze to death in relationships that feel "safe"

anyway i'm kind of hormonal and feeling a little like lily tomlin as edith ann right now.

that is why they sent me....i am an expert

2009-02-09T13:00:00.000-08:00

so i posted this vivienne westwood scribbly bit on my tumblr:

and no one was interested? despite the fact that the woman suggests that we wear table cloths as shawls, kerchiefs as knickers (like....loincloth style?) and boxer shorts as outerwear (ala britney in the "slave 4 u" video)

i swear to god. i used to wear boxer shorts as actual clothing ALL the time when i was in middle school. this was my JAM. i even wore them with patterned tights.

i'll do it again. DONT THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME!!!!

also: i don't have a television until the weekend (I KNOW ITS HORRIFYING!) and i did not have one last night so i DID NOT SEE WHITNEY ON THE GRAMMYS????

a. she has had work done. clearly.

b. she sounds fantastic. and just a little bit crazy.
but in kind of a five year long hangover, slightly raspy voiced, walking with your aunt to flushing meadows park while she chain smokes and talks about nonsense and you're pretty sure she's still drunk but its ok cause its sunny and you missed her and you're glad she's back in whatever capacity?

welcome home whitney.

i will fuck your day up man

2009-02-04T11:34:00.000-08:00

hey did you guys hear that christian bale totally flipped out on a DP on the set of the batman movies or whatever? well he did and the internets is a buzzing.

granted I havent seen the bill o'reilly/bale mashup yet (since i am at work) so it may be a little premature to say that i am fucking over it. if its anything like the brody jenner remix? well, then we've only just begun, havent we?

but for right now i am over it. divide up into camps if you must. sympathize with him or call him a maniac for whom American Psycho may not have necessarily been ACTING. i have been trying to muster up the energy to go into how anyone who does nothing in Hollywood is insane and feels the need to belittle those around them to make themselves feel more important (see: my former boss) and how I have no sympathy for Bale at all because the shit that he spewed sounds like the kind of shit my boss would say to me after making me work on an entire audit all night and getting the reports to him 2 hours later than he wanted (he wanted them at midnight. it took me until 2).

but you're all probably sick of me working out my issues with my boss on the internet. especially if it involves working them out using the star of my favorite movie ever (EMPIRE OF THE SUN) so i am just going to put the following snippets out there:

1. who cares if christian bale berated a camera guy? he's a fucking actor. does he really matter to you? does any of this?

2. who cares is phelpsy is a stoner steve? who cares if he is a goddamn robot?

3. who cares is joaquin phoenix has gone off the deep end and he and kanye west have swapped brains or share a brain or sit together late at night and talk about the weird things they can do to fuck specifically with me and parts of the media?

you should care about the fact that last night's nip tuck was awesome, the movie "house bunny" will blow your mind, real housewives of NYC and millionaire matchmaker are back next week (hell yeah!) and i am moving this weekend and so i forgot to buy cat food and my cat has been forced to eat the cat equivalent to twizzlers, arizona iced tea and tater skins.

sunshine lollipops and guns

2009-01-29T20:26:00.000-08:00

not to get all "WHAT I WORE!" on everyone? but i am so beyond excited about this:
this outfit contains some of my fav. shit.

1. sweater purchased while drunk in an urban outfitters in DC....one of the few times i didn't "accidentally" shoplift something

2. that shirt was purchased at the melrose flea market in LA and it says "you can have my gun when you pry it out of my cold dead hands" and features a skeleton holding a gun laying in front of an unfurled american flag. RIP charleton heston (and go cats!)

3. THE TIGHTS CAME!! they're from here! get yourself a pair! james is like the BOMB and super nice and...just...trust.

4. i am wearing my justin's that allie gave me. they're red and i wish that i had been able to actually fit in to the purple ones that she had but alas....they gave me wicked blisters and almost destroyed the bird and the bee concert for me when i wore them out. boohoo.