I put up a new layout on my domain/collective finally, nothing spectacular, just a lil layout with Dita Von Teese. I wanted to actually add sections on me and everything eventually, and make it a personal site. Who the hell knows. Anyway, it's no longer just a graphic and is now makin with the pretty. WOOT!!!!

Go have a looksee Hideous Beauty

In randomness this picture cracks me and Kelly up everytime we see it. I was looking at Buffy toys online one day, and I saw that they make a Sunnydale High School Library playset which is way overpriced btw cause I considered buying it until I saw how much it was. ANYWAY. The picture of the playset is just Buffy, Vamp Willow, Faith, and Wesley sittin around or whatever... BUT. WHAT'S UP WITH SPIKE PEEKING IN THE WINDOW???? HAHAHAHAHHA.

here is the picture

so i made this icon. cause it gives me smiles.




So I quit my job at Berkeley the other day. I don't exactly know how smart that is considering I'm about to move into a new apartment but whatever, as long as I can cover first months rent and deposit (which I can) I'm not sweatin it to death cause I have the whole month to get another job to cover the bills and shit, cause our second month is free bitches. BOOYA.

I HATED IT THERE. It was nothing but like some ol' cold calling bullshit. I don't care if they've ordered before, if it was years ago and they don't even remember, it's the same damn thing. If you don't know what cold calling is, here is wikipedia explaining my frustration. thanks wikipedia *thumbs up

"cold calling is the process of approaching prospective clients, typically via telephone, who have not agreed to such an interaction. The word "cold" is used because the person receiving the call is not expecting the call or has not specifically asked to be contacted by the sales person. It is often very frustrating and difficult for those making cold calls because they are often rebuffed, hung-up on and rejected by those receiving the calls. It could be said that it is equally frustrating for the person receiving the cold call, since they expected something they care about, and instead get a marketing pitch."

they forgot to mention being cussed out. Anyway, I hated it. Kelly hated it. I wish I still worked at Villa Pizza. I loved it there. *sighs. I didn't get paid enough though.

In other news, I dyed the underside of my hair black and left it blonde on top. Kinda Cruella Devillish. Basically I went from one rendition of Christina Aguilera's hair to another...garrrr, and I wish I wouldn't have done the black up so high but I was trying to cover as much of the red as possible cause fire engine red is SO hard to get out of blonde hair especially when it's been bleached. Ah well. I shall hair prevail.

I sorted tons of shit last night and only ended up packing like 2 1/2 boxes. I threw away a ton of useless crap which for me is amazing. It was just little stuff here and there but still. I also realized that I seriously hve more junk than anyone ever. Like random ribbons and a broken phone, and a buncha stash box keychains, and just tons and tons of shit that anyone else would look at and be like why do you have this? I wouldn't go as far as to say I'm a hoarder (I've gotten better over the years and had to learn to use the garbage can) but I would definitely say that I am atleast somewhat complulsive with my "saving." What am I even saving this stuff from? WHO KNOWS. But my brain always gives me some reason why I couldn't possibly throw it out... so I don't.

In other news, I weigh the most I've ever weighed in my life. Not that I'm fat or anything like that, I don't have one of those weird body image views. But I would like to lose 10 pounds. I currently weigh 125-126 and I'm 5'1". So yes, I am very short, and when I gain weight it's pretty noticable. I would like to weigh about 115, mainly cause none of my pants and some of my favorite shirts won't fit me

In addition to vanity, I feel like crap. I feel tired, and sluggish, and can't even do karaoke (I almost typed karate hahaha) with my friends without feeling like I'ma friggin die. I'm just plain out of shape and it's taking a toll on me. If I had to run from some dog, or a cop, or a rapist or whatever the hell people run from, you better believe I'd be bitten, arrested, and raped to death cause MAN. I cannot run for shit. I smoke & drink too much too, which is something I have been cutting back on lately. I have barely smoked at all lately YAY!

I went to SG night at Havana last night and had a super fun time, Meow was overly thrilled to see me cause we haven't been able to hang lately. I think she almost cried from her excitement, tee hee, and we broke into one of our famous wrestling matches. Now anyone who knows us knows that we have this tendency that started back when we lived together to randomly start wrestling, and knocking over everything and everyone with the misfortune to be nearby. This time AlissaBrunelli was there to capture the randomness on camera, so hopefully soon we'll get to see the devastation that was the public brawling. I got to meet Copper (it was nice to finally meet you after all the nice things I've heard), and thank you for the engaging Saved by the Bell conversation PunkNiteMike, it was nice to see you again! Anyway, I'm waiting for Fathead to come get me so we can go see 1408... I HEART JOHN CUSACK. So here are some recent pictures....