Leo's are one fucked up sign

No matter how optimistic you may appear, it's hard for you to let go of unexpressed feelings that linger beneath the surface. Bits of your personal drama arise again and again, like the legendary Phoenix flying out of the fire. Just when you are ready to move on, another reminder dredges up a wave of intense emotions. Don't waste your best moves on fighting against the prevailing currents; navigating with your heart takes a special kind of courage.

Above is My Horoscope for today. Creepy. Pretty much describes me.

the friend zone

...is an easy place to find yourself with the opposite sex. If you don't want to find yourself there, never and I mean never offer to hookup he/she with a friend.

Unreal

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?

No one?

Fuck it, I'M DRINKING! Got my ANTM on and my drink on.

awkward moments

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'm so hooooooood..." - Vince Gill

Vince you dawg. I give you props for being crazy. I hope 'Ye didn't beat your ass backstage, or shoot laser beams with his white sunglasses.

"I just got an award presented to me by a Beatle. Have you had that happen yet, Kanye?"

Oh Kanye, how I love thee.


And now... for the second to last main event!

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.


Last Event... The Wino holds it Together and tells us She's No Good.



Leslie.... what were you wearing?


hmmmmm. that's it.