I've never been so overwhelmed by a dessert menu. You know when you get to a restaurant and you're starving and there is just way too many choices?? Yeah. I'm starving, and I have way too many cravings to be able to choose exactly what I want.
I think I get a rush out of having options. I like the "what if" and the maybes...I don't want to make a choice and then not be satisfied.
Honestly, I love the torture. If it was so easy..I wouldn't be intrigued. I wouldn't want it at all.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Everyday is Halloween
Only difference on the actual holiday, is the mob of people on every block of Hollywood Blvd. And apparently Sunset was completely blocked off and a parade took over the street and tents with DJs, alcohol and drugs were set up. My friends and I didn't even make it there, we got lost in the crowd on Hollywood.
So I, the bleach blonde lady cop, and my partner in crime, the classy french maid, met Marie Antoinette and her friends the pot leaf, car freshner and telly tubby and headed all together to the Highland club "DV8". Us ladies got escorted into the club by an extremely large black man who screamed at the crowd to make way for us, and for the rest of the evening we were supplied with free drink tickets. Best part in there was I met my lover, the red power ranger, on the dance floor. I would have married him right there if he asked me to.
After one extra large lemon drop shot and 3 long island ice teas, lady cop, french maid, and marie antoinette were all tipsy and happy. Next thing I know, I wind up on a cowboys couch with a toga man next to me watching french maid makeout with a vampire. Well, why does she get to have all the fun? I turn to toga man and we decide to start up a heated competition. I think it's safe to say we won, because we took over the couch.
Next day, toga man shows off a little gift I left him on his neck. hmmm. And french maid told me vampire was jealous and asked for a similar souvenir the next day to make up for passing out on him that one very crazy Halloween night.
But like I said, everyday is Halloween in Hollywood, for the next morning, the michael jacksons, marilyn monroes, super heros and fairytale princesses still roamed the streets.
So I, the bleach blonde lady cop, and my partner in crime, the classy french maid, met Marie Antoinette and her friends the pot leaf, car freshner and telly tubby and headed all together to the Highland club "DV8". Us ladies got escorted into the club by an extremely large black man who screamed at the crowd to make way for us, and for the rest of the evening we were supplied with free drink tickets. Best part in there was I met my lover, the red power ranger, on the dance floor. I would have married him right there if he asked me to.
After one extra large lemon drop shot and 3 long island ice teas, lady cop, french maid, and marie antoinette were all tipsy and happy. Next thing I know, I wind up on a cowboys couch with a toga man next to me watching french maid makeout with a vampire. Well, why does she get to have all the fun? I turn to toga man and we decide to start up a heated competition. I think it's safe to say we won, because we took over the couch.
Next day, toga man shows off a little gift I left him on his neck. hmmm. And french maid told me vampire was jealous and asked for a similar souvenir the next day to make up for passing out on him that one very crazy Halloween night.
But like I said, everyday is Halloween in Hollywood, for the next morning, the michael jacksons, marilyn monroes, super heros and fairytale princesses still roamed the streets.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
You Made a Monster Out of Me
I have a drunken video on my camera from this past Friday evening. I was at a house party and my new friend, JC, challenged me to doing up to 12 shots of straight rum. This video is about 15 minutes long. It starts out hilarious, then takes a turn for the worst.
It opens to JC and I looking hot as hell, and bragging for about 5 minutes how hot we were. Then we show our wrists where we were keeping a tally of our shot record. At that point we had 10. Then I proceeded to try and "clearify", yes I kept saying "clearify", what we had to drink exactly. Then all of a sudden, JC started to tell this adorable Asian (that sings one republic so good) how I dropped out of high school because I kissed my teacher. And then I proceeded to repeat over and over how I kissed my teacher. Hilarious, right?
Then a demon possesses us. I say that because in an instant the two of us turned into the biggest bitches ever. I zoomed the camera in on this cute girl with a ponytail, glasses, and hoody. She was in no way ugly. But we proceeded to bash the girl and rip her to shreds from what she was wearing to why she was at the party. I cried when I saw this, not from laughter but shame...
Then, it gets funny again. This hyper drummer comes over to us and I instantly zoom the camera in right on his package and kissed the goddamn camera. I kissed the camera and said, "damn, gimme some of that"...
Then I woke up the next morning in my bed, not aware of how I got there with this incriminating evidence to find. Hollywood has a weird effect on me when I'm drunk. Not sure if I like it so much.
It opens to JC and I looking hot as hell, and bragging for about 5 minutes how hot we were. Then we show our wrists where we were keeping a tally of our shot record. At that point we had 10. Then I proceeded to try and "clearify", yes I kept saying "clearify", what we had to drink exactly. Then all of a sudden, JC started to tell this adorable Asian (that sings one republic so good) how I dropped out of high school because I kissed my teacher. And then I proceeded to repeat over and over how I kissed my teacher. Hilarious, right?
Then a demon possesses us. I say that because in an instant the two of us turned into the biggest bitches ever. I zoomed the camera in on this cute girl with a ponytail, glasses, and hoody. She was in no way ugly. But we proceeded to bash the girl and rip her to shreds from what she was wearing to why she was at the party. I cried when I saw this, not from laughter but shame...
Then, it gets funny again. This hyper drummer comes over to us and I instantly zoom the camera in right on his package and kissed the goddamn camera. I kissed the camera and said, "damn, gimme some of that"...
Then I woke up the next morning in my bed, not aware of how I got there with this incriminating evidence to find. Hollywood has a weird effect on me when I'm drunk. Not sure if I like it so much.
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