I want to drink some Veuve Cliquot, the 5 PBR's and 2 Miller Lights in my fridge and get loaded. Although I just couldn't do all of that alone.
It's a GREAT Saturday... warm, slight breeze and no one wants to get a little wasted?
What do you do when awkward moments come after you? I love my new friends. Without them, I would be really really bored in New York. They have introduced me to new things, such as Karaoke in KoreaTown!,"Trashy" Christmas parties, and fun fun fun Bar-B-Q's along the East River.
However, what do you do when a few people give you the awkwardisms? Make you wanna run from yourself and hide? It could totally be me. I mean I wear my heart on my sleeve. You'll know if I'm mad/sad/happy/grumpy/loaded/sweet. I think I get confused with people who just want nothing to do with you. It's weird. I rather have you be bitchy than ignore the shit out of me.
Anyway.... that's my Monday Morning Rant. Back to work I guess.
"I just got an award presented to me by a Beatle. Have you had that happen yet, Kanye?"
Oh Kanye, how I love thee.
Daft Punk, was it really you? In that pyramid, they looked like two frantic posers pushing buttons. Until I hear different, I assume they were frauds. Pity too.
This picture makes me wanna cringe, shower, vomit, laugh, and cry all at the same time. Ack. It's disturbing, but I... can't.look.away.
