Sunday, December 26, 2010

Monday, December 20, 2010


Looks don't tell the truth.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010


Daily Horoscope.

Try not to worry too much about whether or not you're actually dealing with anything you may be freaked out about. Instead, you need to focus on your more positive ambitions and desires.
(As today was the most stressful day I've had in quite sometime, this suggestion of hopeful correction to my absurd anxiety factors shockingly true).

I'm not one to judge; however, rub me the wrong way and I will attack your astrology sign by twisting around your negative traits to haunt you into a deafening coma. Not really, but close. Horoscopes do not encompass vague advice, for I always check my 'scope the following day to see if it renders the facts. It does. Perhaps it's just about convincing yourself to believe in something. If every day you thought you were allergic to chocolate, you'd give yourself a stomach ache. Keep things real, people.

Back to judging:

Sagittarius, you are a wet blanket. "Since when does efficiency equal fun? Since you got your hands on a to-do list, that's when! Your great personal energy makes crossing off chores just about the most fun a human can be allowed to have." Perhaps you should befriend more Leo's. "Even the most boring work chores keep you engaged and having fun today -and house cleaning is a riot! Somehow, your good energy makes almost anything seem to be fun, so tackle the dirty stuff."

You both should come clean my apartment while I flee to go hang out with the Kardashanian's. By that I mean, intense stalking as I trickle behind with alarming commentary which enables doom on their success. Love how the theme for astrology readings of the day consisted of none other than work-related situations; so it's only necessary I update my blog on company time.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010


I need a dark complected pup immediately.
I can only drape, frolic, and perch for so long on my own.

Another sad day will the Stuyvesant grazing parks go without a trendy friend of my own. Until then, I will sit in the bitter cold along side of the homeless and watch such joyful tiny souls gallop gayly in praise.



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The Magic of Macy*s

Watch the newest trend.
Perhaps shop it too.

Monday, December 13, 2010

GS Update

What I'm about to say is an understatement:


Granted the Victoria's Secret fashion show was a month ago, I'm finally over my self-shame as partaking in such entertainment is a bittersweet experience which, in my case, caused slow recuperating back into personal acceptance.

Such a defined jawline should not live 5 minutes from me, although I know I wouldn't have it any other way. As much as I acknowledge my obsession, quite honestly, it's that of a shallow vanity I hold on Gabe, clearly I'm not trying too hard. You better believe he will encompass one of my new year's resolutions, along side of trying to not befriend those I meet once on my dog's Facebook and utterly confuse coworkers via email/corporate office phones.

I'd like to think my accumulation of friends' addresses, lengthly photo blogging, bar crawling (not always literally), blaring music so I can no longer hear my friends speak that are just two feet away from me and ordering a PBR at a trendy bar in the LES to make myself laugh are only practice for when I maneuver my way into becoming besties with Gabe and his posse just to drink them under the table. It's a blissful shock back into the blatant reality. Hi, it's been 6 months since I've lived here and it's about time he meets me.

The End.

Hello Kitty

Lady GaGa
Cobra Starship
Mac Makeup
Betsey Johnson


Never question HK's greatness again.

Hey Monday

Yo Cassadee,
Love your silver bow necklace.

We're twins.


Watch out, Cupid stuck me with a sickness
Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life
You better watch out, Cupid stuck me with a sickness
Pull your little arrows out, let me live my life
The one I better lead, all the blinds are fantasies

I'll write you harmony in C

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Happy Winter


One of my favorite albums to date.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Thumbs Up

Please see below for satisfactory acoustic.
And needless to say, beautiful boys.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010


Urban Dictionary says:

The great affliction of the modern world. The unintentional judgement by one person of another persons suitability as a friend, associate, or future lover based predominantly on their appearance.

So what if we take self-portraits in mirrors, phones, Apple computers or any other device I'm sadly unaware about -at least we have the confidence to do so. Vanity isn't a bad characteristic nor does it embody the word "emptiness" like some pessimistics try to prove. I believe it's having the persistent control of your thoughts which prove you are, in fact, worth something. Maybe if more people would have a fraction of self-discipline and dominance over their inner, doubtful minds, they would stop blaming others for their unattainable success and misfortune.

I do not pity you solely because you are a hazard to yourself.

Words from a random stranger (that you must take to heart):
"Wow. If I had a mirror that fancy, I'd look at myself each morning and give a little wink."

Michael Rublin, thank you for letting me feature your innocent picture on my blog, for you are my most recently fun friend in such a city of utter mayhem.

Friday, December 3, 2010


As much as I love posting my favorite songs from YouTube, I absolutely despise that Justin Bieber is the background to most. Why? If his sly look had a fraction of similarity to any of the genres, I'd be okay with it. In fact, if Bieber covered a punk band or two, I'd be repulsed but nonetheless let the apparent congruency slide.

But this? I'm not okay.
Enjoy Emery.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010


1 chocolate down.
23 to go.