I just killed a humongous spider with a Victoria's Secret catalog that was laying on my desk.
I must admit..unleashing my wrath on that disgusting thing did make me feel a little better.
I dropped an absurd amount of money that I do not have on VS a few minutes ago.
Being a girl gets quite expensive...though I cannot complain.
Cute shoes, rockin' outfits, and free shit...I think I'll keep my lady bits, thanks.<3

If someone cuts me tonight I'm going to bleed chocolate milk. I've drank so much today and wtf, why?
I don't even like milk.

I'm also chewing the most amazing bubble gum ever.
It's like an explosion of rad in my mouth...yumm.

They're all fab but get Strawberry Banana.
Try it once and you'll never be the same again. It will change your life.
And it comes in the neatest little packaging. The makers of Extra are made of pure genius and win.

Who's happy right now?? ME ME ME because I just saw Silvia has a new set up.
She is ridiculously attractive to me. It's almost not even logical.



Speaking of sets, if I don't shoot a new one soon...I'm probably going to die.

The jerk store called. They're running out of you...
I overheard a girl today saying "no respectable mother has tattoos or piercings" and the word "trash" thrown around a time or three so I made it a point to sashay over and kill the conversation real quick. Everyone is entitled to their opinion...and in my opinion some people just need to shut the fuck up. Sometimes, it's better to let someone think you're an idiot than to open your mouth and prove it.
Oh, ignorance. There really is no cure.




The convention was a blast!!! Being Roanoke's first convention ever, I think they did a very good job. I shot for two magazines, one from Australia, which was pretty neato. I wanted to put the photographer in my pocket and keep her forever. Accents are my favorite. I also have a few other opportunities which I'll keep hush hush until I hear more word.


Eventually, I'm going to research but I'm feeling lazy at the moment soooo...does anyone know any tattoo artist (East Coast) that does AMAZING portrait work? Sitting in my grandmother's living room is an old black and white picture of her as a toddler and I want it sitting just as pretty on my skin! My only concern as I want it executed to look just as beautiful and I refuse to settle for second rate, ESP. with this particular tattoo.

Dear Monroe balls,
Please quit falling off my face. I've lost two in the past two weeks and I've never had a problem with you in the whole 4 years I've had you. Why start now? Please stop and thank you.


I think it's funny that my moms and step pops put a 3 month max on how long I'll let interested guys stick around. To know me is to flirt with disaster. I'm hard to hold on to and yes, it's true...I have lunch meat that will probably last longer than you...

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to? Yeah...birthday kinda sucked.
A person should never hurt anyone who doesn't deserve or wish to be hurt
Fortunately, I have a rebound rate of 2.5 seconds...so I bummed out, I snapped myself out.
I decided tonight I'm over it. Over anyone or anything that's detrimental to my existence.
End.

Glam 80's sleeze metal is my favorite today.


So, I romped around in the most fabulous, comfortable bed ever last night...and lost the ball from my monroe!!!
I didn't notice until I drove an hour home and went to the bathroom to wash my makeup off. FML.
I got a new ball...but it isn't as big as the one I had.

Mostly by force, I feel like I'm breaking out of a layer of a shell of myself. I need it right now. To forget everything I know. Like Chuck Palahniuk said..."Our real discoveries come from chaos." I think I look forward to it.

A gypsy once told me that I'd die of a broken heart.

I turned my face to meet hers
Faked a smirk
And confessed that I had no heart to break...



I will remember and you will forget.

Earlier this week someone told me, "If you mean well, you'll do well when it's time."

Lately, life has been so full of awesome.
With the exception of maybe two minor bumps, it seems like certain things are falling into place.
I feel like I went running through a big patch of 4 leaf clovers.

I talked to my moms a last week about something that I thought would blow up in my face.
It's very hard to talk to her, especially about this particular subject, so I was very scared of the outcome.
Woo wee was I happy and completely surprised when it went opposite what I predicted!

"You'll never leave where you are until you decide where you'd rather be."
For the past few weeks, I've been doing something that I should have done a long time ago.
I sorta wandered off track but I'm steering myself back where I need to be and I'm super proud of myself.

I'm shedding weight a bit easier than normal because I'm actually sticking to being more conscious of what I'm eating.
Not that I eat junk but I'm happy that I'm able to keep it up better than I've tried before.
Personally, I can't tell but I've kept track and I've lost 16 pounds since the summer.
So here's to the guy that called me fat earlier this week because I won't date his brother?
Put that in your pipe and smoke it, sucka!

I went Easter shopping for a friends little girl earlier and I had so much fun.

I even convinced my sister to go just to spend some time with me.
We never do much together because whenever I ask her to do something with me, she always declines, but she went with me today and it made my world for a few hours.
I told her I wanted us to do more together and she agreed.
Hopefully she sticks to it.

I'm taking a co-worker out for a girls night this weekend in effort to ween her away from her ex.
They recently split and he's so bad news bears.
She hasn't had fun in forever so I've taken it upon myself to show her a good time.
It seems like she always comes to me when she's dealing with any sort of problem.
How great did it feel when I got a text from her the other night thanking me and stating...
"You know the whole world could be ending and you would still be able to make me feel good."
D'awww.

Dear heart, please don't stop feeling this moment.
I'm such a happy fucker these days.
If you have no one to hate on, hate on me. Ha. Life is good. <3

Now if only three friends weren't moving far away from me this year...

PS, my purse is falling to shit.
When I shop I don't accept plastic bags. I just shove the items in my purse.
Yeah, I'm a tree hugger at heart. So what.

A big hellz yeah to being in the right place at the right time and knowing the right people.
My girl Carrie and I were having dinner last night and ended up talking to a dude that guest listed us VIP to a club downtown.
Fucking blast!
I was invited back another weekend and given several company cards.
Schwing!

I wrote a friend a handwritten 4 page letter yesterday.

After recently watching Role Models, I realized how cute Paul Rudd is and now I have one of those hella temp baby crushes. I feel like I should google him and perve his pictures after I finish this...

Is anyone else still trying to get used to the new site layout?
It's still making my head spin a bit.

New hair cuts are cute. Almost as cute as my stylist.
The steps are back!


PPS, my birfday is in 22 days. The big deuce deuce!!

I neeeeeeed to shoot an SG set. Soon. Soon soon.
I kinda think my life depends on it.

Lastly, I cannot for the life of me get this song out of my head...
And quite frankly, I don't mind that one bit!

First and foremost, I should not write blogs when I'm sick without sleep.
It's hard to tell what this entry will include.
I'll probably edit half of it when I'm better and realize wtf I wrote.
I'm so full of mucus and ew right now. Fuck being sick..I'm over it.
I totally missed the Philly convention. Fuck my life. Fer'realz.
I was even in East Coast Ink's magazine, so I heard. I was especially pumped to get my hands on it.
My body hates me.

I went downtown Thursday to catch a reggae show and ran into Keri.
She is darling. I wish I would have had my camera with me to snap a piccy of her and I.

When you have sex three nights ago and your body is still sore, I think it's safe to say it was good.
Shazzam! (Hold on...shouldn't my body love me right now??)

"People who eat basil are lame!"
I confessed tonight that I only watch Rock of Love Bus for Ashley. I wanna meet her.
My step pops says we act too much alike to ever be friends.

I just bought shoes like that in shiny silver last night. Maybe he's on to something.

I find it really amusing that hatin' ladies lurk my stuff here.
Some of 'em buy the stuff I mention, jack anything I do or say, and all but have a shrine devoted to me, yet hate me...and one because I'm friends with her ex. Wtf??
Keep it on myspace, where I'm private.
I am not impressed.

Speaking of myspace, apparently my madre has one...and she recently friend requested SG so I guess the cat's outta the bag now. I'm just waiting for her to say something but hopefully she'll be chill with it because I've always kinda wanted to tell her but I wasn't sure she'd understand. I'm proud of it so hopefully she and the rest of my family will tolerate it because it makes me happy and the train ain't stopping for a long, long time.

Motley Crue show this weekend, mothafuckas!!!

If anyone knows where I can get black gartered panties, let me know!
I'm tryin' to shoot for you guys soon and that piece is key.
Every pair of gartered panties I find online is crotchless...
and I ain't trying to flash the snatch until the panties drop!

Tell me how much snow you guys got.
It snowed a bunch here today and it doesn't look like it's stopping any time soon.
Lovelovelove. xoxoxo