Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Today my heart swings

Is today the day that Interpol releases "Our Love to Admire"? Video sucks and the song is just ok. I still love them.

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Monday, July 09, 2007

Ya Feel Me?

So Jane closed up shop which is bittersweet and answers a few questions that I have had for a couple of months now. I am so insulated that I constantly have to remind myself that it's not all about me.

Anywoo, for the past few days, I've had the same hot pink nail polish from Manic Panic Claw Colors on my left thumb and it's finally chipping away.



I just can't seem to bring up enough nerve to rub it out with remover.

Found out at my "super 'it's not a birthday but it is a birthday party, it's not a birthday party' media event with no purpose" (featuring Boru Vodka, New Century Brewing among others) that my old boss is now micro-managing just two publicists, including one intern! I want to hook people up as he is great to learn PR from but but he hates me so I don't want to ruin their chances. But then again, that's my thinking process.

Which brings me to The Secret,the book that has been scaring my brain with bullshit since late May.

Sax: stop fucking quoting The Secret!

I can't stop. "Thoughts bring things" and there are a few things that I want to have happen so living "the secret" has been so important to me that I have been willing to disregard its ridiculousness and focus on what good it could bring me.

Or maybe I should just ask a pumpkin? Is it me or is James Chamberlain still hot after all these years on her-ron?

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Thursday, July 05, 2007

It's July Motherfuckers

Since my last blog entry, I have...

-bought 10 bags of cat food
-bought 10 packets of Kimono condoms
-shaved my legs 30 times
-threaded my eyebrows 3 times.

Sax showed insensitivity yesterday after the 4th of July festivities. I always tell him that he is like a little puppy dog--overly excited, ready to hump, easily distracted and on occasion has been known to piss all over the place.

But he's a sweet puppy even when his bark seems malicious.

Enough dog metaphors! Sax invited his friend Bass Player who could be good looking if he did not have salt and pepper colored hair and lived in Queens. Anyone rockin' S&P and over the age of 35 just seem so fucking old. But it's nothing that Just For Men couldn't fix.

Yummicoco to BGA: He's single. No?

BGA: No way! No S&P!

When does S&P become sexy? Did I mention that Bass Player also has a tuft S&P chest hair? I am almost positive that carpet matches.

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