I've successfully accomplished NOTHING this evening, except watching Swamp People. I'm ok with that. My dog is being an asshole and won't leave the porch to go to the bathroom because it is raining ever so slightly. Good thing he's cute:


Been drowning the bullshit out with music.


We all know that Adele song is fantastic and quite near and dear to my heart right now. This cover of it is also totally amazing:

Thanks to knittinglizzie for the tip.




SING.IT.SISTER.




I love this lady. She reminds me of my grandma.


Drake is my new boyfriend. He looks a little slow, but I'm ok with that. I love me a Jewfrican, hahaha.

Then there is this little gem, that's a really genius remake of one of those I-relate-to-right-now jams. OG:

Remake:

If this song/video doesn't make you smile, you have no soul. I think I need to move to Sweden.




Ya game over bitch, gatorade, wet towel! I generally hate this trend of using popular 80s songs, but this is an exception.

I played Big Freedia when I DJed a couple weeks ago. Completely cleared off the dance floor, people were so confused:

PUT YOUR BACK INTO IT. Big Freedia/the whole sissy bounce thing is kind of my dream come true. Booty clappin rap jams sung by traaaaannies.

Now I'm all hyped up and I have to go to bed because I work at the asscrack of dawn. BOO.

Shit is fucked up. Like super fucked up. I don't know what else to say. I'm thankful for my friends who go out of their way to cheer me up and get me out of the house. And my family for helping me out, and my dog for being the greatest thing ever. My heart is broken. So much bullshit, so many excuses, without facing the real issues. It's all so confusing, such a mindfuck. He says he wants things to work out for us someday, that he can't imagine his life without me, but we broke up because he wouldn't say it but he doesn't want to do the things necessary to fix our relationship? You know, crazy shit like agreeing to stop going out at night and not coming home until the next or spending a little less time with the bottle and a little more time paying attention to the woman he says he loves but in actuality treats like his roommate. For the longest time i was convinced there must be someone on the side but i realize now that there wasnt. Just booze. There might be now though, I'm not really sure but it isn't my problem now. Holy mixed signals. I wish I could erase the past five years of my life. I really, really do. I am far from perfect but I'm a damn good woman and I deserve to be treated as such. I put in so much work and got next to nothing in return. All I ever wanted was someone who would be there for me when I needed him, someone who'd be there when I woke up in the morning, who would make me feel safe and loved, someone who really, really cared. Someone for whom I'd be #1, and vice versa. Us against the world. I thought I had found that person, but I guess I was wrong. If your best friend can't be that person, who can? It's so depressing.

I want to get out of this city. It's time. I love Pittsburgh, but I need to leave. I want to move to Philly but I don't think it's wise to go by myself and I don't know anyone who will move with me. Ugh.


Puppy chaser.

You weren't perfect but you made life worth it.

I am really not good at this shit. I hurt so deeply. I feel like I'm walking around with a big gaping hole in my chest all the time.

The first set of auctions on my ebay vintage boutique is ending soon!


My life fucking sucks. I hate everyone but you, and yet only you. My friends are awesome though.

I've been talking about my little business venture for a few months now, and it is thisclose to coming to fruition- my auctions will be up on ebay by the end of the week! It would mean the WORLD to me if you guys would "like" Downtown 500 Vintage, and share it with your friends if you're so inclined. If twitter is more you thing, I'm on there too.. That way you can keep abreassssst of all the latest treasures I've found for you! Here are some previews of the first set:








Other than this life is sort of crushing me right now. Total sucktown. But I'm keeping afloat as hard as it is.

I am so fucking lost.

BUT I did get a new job. Yay me.

And I wore a fun outfit to Gaga:



Blah blah .

Today was the first time I've turned my computer on in a week. I'm scared to see how many unread items I have in my Google Reader. It's hard to accept that life keeps going on, despite everything falling to pieces like Patsy Cline.

My heart is breaking, for the millionth time. You'd think it would start to hurt less after all the times we've been through this, but it doesn't. The other day I was in the shower crying so hard that my dog came running and sat there howling a little wolf howl until I opened the shower door and he could see that I was ok. Uggggh. It's all so goddamn senseless. I just want the person I love back. I wish I was an exorcist.

But hey- like Beyonce, I'm a survivor. Or I'm trying to be, anyway.

Puppy chaser:

Happier than I have been in a long time.



I'm getting tattooed by my two all-time-favorite, bucket list (yeah, I just said "bucket list") level tattoo artists this year!!! Ashley Love next weekend (the creator of the above print) And Amanda Toy in ITALY!!! El_Scootro and I are planning an epic trek across Europe starting in Bosnia for our good friend Dana's wedding, ending in probably London, and going as many places in between as we can. So beyond stoked.

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Annnnd very shortly I should have my little business venture up and running! I can't wait to share it with you guys!


You're a salty water ocean wave
You knock me down, you kiss my face
I know the storms will always come
But I still love to have you around

Heaven knows what will come next
So emotional, you're so complex
A rollercoaster built to crash
But I still love to have you around

Hihihi.

My birthday was Saturday and I'm STILL feeling a bit sluggish. In my old age it takes me so much longer to recover after a night on the town. My brain feels like liquid swishing around in my head. I hate not feeling productive, even if I don't necessarily have anything I need to do. I think I'm turning into my mother.

Here are a couple flix of birthday madness:


And non-birthday friends being hilarious and insane and awesome:

I decided to start a 365 project on my birthday, so that I can learn to use my new dslr camera and also indulge my inherent narcissism, haha. I'm gonna alternate weekly between using my phone and my camera. I think it'll be interesting to see the 26th year of my life, maybe only to me but who cares!

Today, I'm going on a thrift store/truck stop mini roadtrip with my friend Lis. She also runs a vintage boutique on ebay, which you guys should all check out. I like that technically I suppose we're each other's competition but we still go on "business trips" together. We even have a collaborative photoshoot day in the works because I have a nice camera and she has some nice lights, etc. Female camaraderie, I loves it. Though our aesthetic sensibilities come from a similar place, they are totally different. Hers is so specific and refined, which I admire. I'm kind of all over the place.

That's a pretty good metaphor for my life, actually. I feel so creatively inspired right now, and so capable, but there's a million different things I'm interested in- art, fashion, photography, design, writing. I want my finger in all of those pies, dammit! So sometimes I feel like my energy gets spread a little thin and I don't REALLY do any one thing at 100%.

I guess that's all.

LUVUBYE.