I'm engaged to...

Zac Efron
Pleaseandthankyouverymuch
Yes, they're even talking about him on Jimmy Kimmel.

You know you're a Rockstar when...
a.) You do shots with an on duty cop @ a bar.

...I'm starting a list of "you know you're a Rockstar when's"
Stay tuned.

My baby Brittany is coming in from NY tomorrow night. This weekend is going to be out of control. It's the last "Horrahy!" before we go back to "l'ecole."

Cheers! Here's to late nights, best friends, "Incredible Hulks" boat rides, & hangovers!

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critique dans le matin

Here's some "old stuff" that I just wanted to get on here (moving it from an older blog to here.) It's from Spring 2007

B-Listed
Owners of dysfunctional handbags lay sprawled and ragged, dismissed by societal gatherings, in gutters. Looking like puddles of fine silk undergarments running through the already filthy streets. Their superiors walked by, click-clack-clickity-clackity of the women's fine leather pumps set a rhythmic tune for the scene. Blood-red cashmere stockings ran into the sewer grates, mocking their counterparts. The night was lit by cigarette lighters and manicured fingernails ashing their filtered Djarums into the sea of rejected beaded gowns. I wonder what it would feel like to be on the A-list?


Passion
Small things
Paler than your mother's hands

Rest heavy
On the pillow behind your ear

Whispering everything
All the nothings wanted to say

On mute
To be sweet and romantic

Like father's
Slowly thinning hair

Smaller things
Burn the brand on your ankle

Holding you
Up and out for years



Day Lilies
Dear Daewoo,
Why are your shoes so blue?
Like distasteful umbrellas in the standby cocktails.
Votre petite sips from petit straws,
mimicking honey birds suckling nectar from organic blossoms
Delivering painful tips to the tender for nursing your bliss.
Is it true that your shoes were once black?
But have faded in travel from bleaching rays?
I do say I would fancy a whispered story…or two.
My ears eager to hear of nights sipping chamomile
from foreign china, aloft the aging backs of Indian elephants
or of Princes rescuing Princesses from tigers' luring purrs.
I would fancy it, dear old Daewoo.
I told you so,
BLB 1544

Our lips never touch in my dreams

I have empty picture frames on my walls
waiting to be filled with memories from
the quiet times your eyes caught mine in a sideways stare
and made the corners of my pale lips crack into a smile.

I've been dancing on the tops of buildings

Thank You God, for today.
I don't think I say that enough.
I'm just thankful for the okay day that today was.
After Sun & Monday I am honestly so much more appreciative for every single waking, breathing moment no matter how big or small it may be.
I know it shouldn't take a 'good scare' to remind someone how blessed they are with the gift of life but I believe God sometimes needs to scare us to remind us what we really need to be thankful for.
I'm recentered on what really matters in life.
So what that said, goodnight and thank you God... thank you God!

I just poured my heart out, there's bits of it on the floor.

I could write this all down in fancy words and impress you but I'd rather just put it out there plain & simple.

I feel rejected.
I feel completely alone and abandoned.

Everything that's been going on lately stirred up the same childhood feelings of being chastised from the group of people you assumed would always be there for you. You know, those people you called "friends." What does that word mean anyways? I'm really starting to believe that I only have 3 people in my life I could even call a friend.

This exact situation seems to keep repeating itself. I'm always chosen last. I am second best. I never measure up and I am left behind. If I sound like I am feeling bad for myself it is becaue I am! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!?! Why does this keep happening to me? I just want to be able to trust people but how can I when they just end up turning their backs on me and abandoning me? It's not right. I'm not that terrible of a person. I am a good friend, I would do anything for someone I call my friend! I have alot to offer and will not hold back from sharing with you. What am I doing wrong? Please tell me...

"True friendship is not just a "relationship", but self-sacrificing love. A friend is also one who supports, sympathizes, and is a person in whom you can confide."

Only 9 more days till roadtripping to NY to see my Britt... with my Sammie Cheeks, THANK GOD! The four walls of my room are becoming too familiar, my fingernails are becoming stained with oil paints, I can not take this anymore. I need someone to make me worthwhile again.

Let me embrace you with this kiss

I forgot how much I love these kids. ha ha!

REMINDER TO SELF: having bad day, watch this video.