Please let's be happy on Thursday and the moon will light our way on the ghost highway...

New songs of the hour :-) 

"Thursday" Asobi Seksu - I looove.  Asobi Seksu is said to mean "playful sex" in Japanese.  At least that's what Wikipedia says...

"Please Please Please" Shout Out Louds - I'm pretty sure this is on at least two or three commercials or show promos or something. I don't know, it's just fun.

"Happy" Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins - This song makes me smile in a truly, cruelly, ironic sort of way. Why? The lyrics:

I'd rather be lonely, I'd rather be free

I'm as sure as the moon rolls around the sea

But I like watching you undress

And I think we're at our best

By the flicker by the light of the TV set

Cause I can't remember why I hated you

Can't remember why I still do

But I'm as sure as the moon rolls around you

That I could be happy, happy

Oh, so happy, happy

Oh, so happy, so happy

They warn you about killers and thieves in night

I worry about cancer and living right

But my mama never warned me about my own

Destructive appetite

Or the pitfalls of control

How it locks you in your grave

Looking for someone to be saved under my restraint

So I could be happy, happy

Oh so happy, happy

Oh so happy, happy

So happy, so happy

"The Moon" Cat Power - If I was in a romance film, this song would play during a slow dance with the full moon above (duh).  The song is beautiful and she has the most beautiful voice. 

"Ghost Highway" Mazzy Star - Check out circa 1991.  Someone pass the heroin please. 

While I was gone...

...I discovered delightful ways to waste time on the internet, most notably: Polyvore.

On Polyvore, you can make things like this:

I blogged it, Blair Waldorf said it...

Every superficial bone in my body was as light as a feather last night when in the new Gossip Girl episode Blair glowers over a potential project and asks, "Are those last season's Tory Burch?" Hahahaha! Please refer to this to get why I was so gleeful.

Yes it's a fictional show, yes it's a silly show, and yes it's my guilty pleasure.

:-)

So this morning I stumbled out the front door with my ice water in hand (I'm attempting to lay off the caffine) and went down the front steps to where my jeep was parked. A good morning suprise waited for me: my driver's door was ajar and someone had obviously rummaged, ruffled, or, as the police report would later say, "pilfered" through my car. And apparently it wasn't the only car. The policewoman said that there had been around 10 cars in our neighborhood who got burgled, or pilfered, in my case.

Nothing was stolen (I mean...I'm a slightly poor inbetween college student driving a 12 year old car...what valuable am I going to have in there?).

Creepy. So much for Mayberry in Anderson.

Back again back again back againnn

Hiiii.  Me again.  Trying (yet again) to be re-inspired to continue my blog. Ugh. 

Updates in brief:

1. Made it through the 1 yr anniversary of Mama's death without consuming large amounts of alcohol or snorting any available pill.  Yay for me!  My preferred method of avoidance was sleeping for most of Sept 17th. 

2.  This actually relates closely to #1.  On Sept 18th I randomly got online to check the status of my app for College of Charleston.  According to the lady I spoke with a while back they wouldn't even start looking at apps until late Sept/early Oct.  However, I decided to just check and WAH-LAH! I'VE BEEN ACCEPTED!!! ...My official date of acceptance was Sept 17th...imagine that.  I don't really believe in a lot of things, including coincidences when it comes to things like that.  I was at work when this happened so I had to control my emotions but I found myself penning "Thank You" into the palm of my hand over and over again... I don't know if it was a thank you to God or Mama, or who, but I felt like it was heard/seen. 

So there we have it, I'll be continuing my education (FINALLY) in January at the College of Charleston.  Whew. I'm feeling a mixture of relief and excitement and also knowing that this timing is absolutely perfect. 

3. I have finally decided about my next tattoo.  Don't feel like going into details (because of the whole "brief update" promise I made earlier) but it involves a daffodil and the last two lines of William Wordworth's poem I wandered lonely as a cloud.

Okay, that's all I can think of right now, but I've got a whole eight hour work day tomorrow to think about anything else. (yay. not.)

I'm a blog-slacker. Which is better than a blogging slacker. Updates, pics, mixwits, coming soooon.

Pictures coming sooooon :-)

Old is new!

Decided to start posting random photos, no matter how old, as long as I actually took them. 

Entitled: Man Tattoo Stares at Shoe (Bonnaroo 2008)

"The world we live in is too complex to entrust it to someone else whose idea of intellectual curiosity and grasp of foreign policy issues is to tell us he can look into Vladimir Putin's eyes and see into his soul." - Jack Cafferty, in "Commentary: Is McCain another George W. Bush?" on CNNPolitics.com

Tacky Tory and Co.

For some reason I love to hate Tory Burch shoes. Maybe it's the gaudiness of the of the seal on the toe of nearly every pump, heel, and ballerina flat.

Kind of the same gaudiness that goes with the giant "C" pattern on Coach bags.

Granted, I don't think any of these started out as being tacky. Before every middle schooler felt the need to carry a Coach, Coach bags were relatively classy, "Cs" and all. Before Tory Burch shoes were on the foot of every sorority girl on campus, they were classy too. (p.s. Not bashing sorority girls)

I'm just saying that, like everything that becomes a trend, the feeling of a purchasing something that once seemed like a treat, is now a purchase that blends your feet.

A happy day

I found some pretty pictures of Mama the day of Jennifer's wedding.  She was very very smiley that day. :-)

Week end, Week begin

Sarah's old friend/ex-boyfriend/childhood friend/bestest friend came to visit this weekend with his truly hilarious wife.  Good visit.  He also introduced to me to a fabulous website called mixwit.com.  Talk about addiction.  I've already made three mixes, and I'm pretty sure it's my new favorite toy (for this week at least).  I've also rekindled my obsession for last.fm, another fun site to waste ooddles of time on. 

This weekend was pretty low key.  Which is probably a good thing considering my 21st birthday festivities will begin on Wednesday with a family dinner for my actual birthday, then a trip to the irish pub downtown so I can order everyone beer.  Thursday will be Girls Night Out for nice dinner and club.  Then, Friday will be a birthday event which I'm not allowed to know about.  So far my hints have been, "Baby Einstein" and "Raffi."  The first thing I thought about Baby E. was, oh my sisters bought me a lot of weed.  As for Raffi I immediately started singing "I'd like to be, under the sea, in an octopus' garden in the shade"...but apparently we aren't going scuba diving.  So really, I have no idea what those hints could even possibly mean. Guess I'll have to wait and find out. 

I'm hoping I can make it through this birthday by focusing entirely on two things, the number "2" and the number "1."  Because if I think about anything else it will be pure misery.  First birthday without my mother. Yay.  I should go on mixwit and make a fantastic mix about that. Ugh. 

Anyway.  Looks like it's nap time again.  Though I'm really looking forward to the different events and shindigs, I think my subconscious dread of the whole event is making me extra tired.  I guess this is a case where I'm going to listen to my body and take its advice.  Sleepy time for me. 

There is no you, there is only...Trent (and his fantastic band)

Nine Inch Nails in Atlanta, August 13, 2008

P.s. Trent Reznor looked at me. True Story.

How many words does it take to say nothing? Please see this post to find out.

So I haven't been in a bloggy mood lately. I guess things have been pretty placid on the pond that is my life. (Hahaha...ha.......ha .....um, yeaaaa....:-\)

My life is pretty much revolving around watching the Olympics and forcing myself to actually keep up a basic exercise routine. I'm quite happy because due to excercising daily I've already noticed a change mentally and physically. :-) Hooray! I also discovered that my a.d.d. tendencies show up when I'm trying to stay healthy too. I think it's because I get bored with one thing. For example, I was riding my bike all last week, and I'll ride it this week too, but I don't feel like riding it every day. So I think I'm going to go buy some sort of aerobic Taebo dvd and spend a few evenings a week bouncing around in the living room. Should be interesting for anyone who happens to pass through.

Anway, like I said, not much to blog about lately.

P.s. Michael Phelps a golden god.

I LOVE SWIMMING!!!

So if you didn't watch the Men's 4x100M Relay last night... You probably should have. But it's not too late! Click and watch. Talk about a fantastic Olympic event...

Oh Saturday...

Good morning world!

Woke up this morning and it's a beautiful day!  Seems as though the heat wave may have let up a little. And I intend to take advantage of it! Off I go!!!

Oh the things we can do...

It's the weekend! (almost)

Finishing up lunch break now. I ate over half of a small pizza, so much for "eating healthy." Oh well, I deserve it seeing as I've actually been excercising lately (here we go again, right?).

But I'm so excited about this weekend. Mainly because my plans are minimal which leaves a ton of room for improvision.

So far I want my two days of freedom to include: a run through second-hand shops, a few hours (at least) in the sun, a ride on my bike, and good times with friends. I foresee all of those happening. Yay! :-)

Oh, I also want to start on my new and oh-so-cliche (wait is that a completely contridictory statement?) photography project. Something that has to do with macro shots and the town I live in. Yes it's probably been done, but not by me.

I'm off to make it on the final stretch: 3ish hours and counting. Oh gah, I shouldn't have thought about that number...

All that Jazzzz...

Copenhagen Fashion Week began on Wednesday and I decided I would save my runway photo overkill for September 5-12 (aka Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week) but then I saw Day Birger et Mikkelson's collection and became utterly obsessed! Channeling 1930s fashion is never a bad thing...

Let the countdown to Spring 2009 begin!

P.s. I'm officially (more) in love with wingtips!!!