I Love Icelandic Singers.

With a buzz in our ears, we play endlessly.

Those words, roughly translated from the albums title, are completely what this album, Sigur Ros' newest, sounds and feels like. I HIGHLY suggest you buy it off iTunes or Sigur Ros' Website a-saaap.

Here is a video (slightly explicit, but I think you can handle dancing naked people right? hahha) for their song "Gobbledigook". I really just put it up for the song, it's not like "HERE, WATCH SOME PORN!" Just listen if you must. Watch if you like.

More Summertime Listenings.

So, as the days go by, more and more wonderfully summery music makes its way to my iTunes and dives right into my heart. (I could get cheesier, just ask.)

And since the last post of the perfect summer music, I have discovered yet another 29 songs that fit the bill! It was hard to narrow it down, since I like most music most of the time and to dub a song merely for summer is quite the task. But I did it. Applaud... NOW. Thank you, thank you, you're far too kind. And I also have to admit, this one might have a few more oldies than the last. We shall see.

Enjoy:

1. "I Hear Them All" by Old Crow Medicine Show

2. "All Around Me (Acoustic)" by Flyleaf

3. "We Rock" from the Camp Rock Soundtrack

4. "Pocketful Of Sunshine" by Natasha Bedingfield

5. "Do The Panic"by Phantom Planet

6. "Horses" by Broken Social Scene

7. "Each New Day" by Rose Melberg

8. "Jump" by Van Halen

9. "Gobbledigook" by Sigur Ros

10. "Love Love Love" by The Mountain Goats

11. "Funny Little Frog" by Belle & Sebastian

12. "Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop" by Landon Pigg

13. "The Yellow Ones" by Pinback

14. "Fire" by The Jimi Hendrix Experience

15. "Juke Box Hero" by Foreigner

16. "Your Song" by Elton John

17. "The Tide Is High" by Blondie

18. "Bicycle Race" by Queen

19. "One Clock" by Julia Nunes

20. "Solta o Frango" by Bonde Do Role

21. "Where There's Gold" by Dashboard Confessional (yes. I know.)

22. "Faces Going Places" by Jose Vanders (thanks nora!)

23. "Who's Gonna Know Your Name (666)" by Fembots

24. "Pursuit Of Happiness" by Nuno Bettencourt & Suze Demarchi

25. "You're Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile" by Peter Marshall

26. "Livin' In The Sunlight, Lovin' In The Moonlight" by Tiny Tim

27. "Creep" by TLC (I think I've liked this song since...forever)

28. "Goodbye Girls" by Broadcast

29. "My Beautiful Rescue" by This Providence

There you have it. Start Listening.

Oh! Yes, and if you don't have a Last.Fm account, I highly suggest you get one, and download the program. Opens your eyes to lots of new music and enables you to find others who like the crap you do. 

You Think You'd Know Me By Now

Okay, I have to admit. Life has been better lately. May days haven't been so disastrous and I realize how much I have to thank God for. Its...a lot. I feel like I've hardly spent any time with Him lately, and this breaks my heart into a million little pieces. Which is coincidently 

the book I am currently reading. The dedication page says this:

The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.

I broke something, Old Man

How badly is it broken?

It's in a million little pieces.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Why? 

There's nothing you can do.

Why?

It can't be fixed.

Why?

It's beyond repair. It's in a million little pieces.

I've just had a down day, as some people like to put it. I cant find time to do the things I want to anymore, I just do homework. I guess I'm irresponsible and selfish with my time. Yeah, that's probably it. But I spent a total of 6 hours on homework today attempting to finish a long assignment for Geology and trying to focus on work rather than wishing I was doing something else (ADD?) So my plan is to feverishly work in the next few days and get ahead in my homework so I have nothing to worry about for a little while and can do things I wanna do! Here's what I hope to do in the days to come:

-finish sketching and drawings from the san diego trip

-get my new lens and take pictures somewhere

-start a new painting with my acrylics. 

-Start another painting with my watercolors!

-journal more

-finish A Million Little Pieces and start Twilight

-go to Seaworld (not really soon...)

-get my monroe again

-get a new hair-do

-write letters to people that I've promised to write letters to.

-buy a huge pack of polaroids from amazon since they are all disappearing..

-get my gym membership renewed

-start my video blogs! (I will keep this one too.)

-finally visit Petco.

-FINALLY go bowling...

Thats about it. Not too much to ask, right? I think not. But I kind of just want today to be over. I want to be joyful tomorrow and I know God will have a huge hand in making that happen. :) So, here is what I want to do right now. I am going to go to bed, after reading a little in my book, and fall asleep listening to "Falling Slowly" by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova from the movie Once. But first I will tell you about Julia Nunes.

I found her on YouTube tonight, and she is brilliant! Portuguese, amazing vocal skillz, and hilarious. I immediately bought her album on iTunes, literally, right now. Here she is singing "Falling Slowly". Watch all of her videos! She's so talented, and like Andrew Bravener, I wish I knew her. I will keep you posted as I find new talent and effing cool people on the tube. Subscribe if you have an account!

I Want To Shoot Something.

I miss my cameraaa!

I went to target with courtney the other night to get a new memory card for it since THAT was broken, and looked my lens...and its bent. Bent so much that it cant focus. So, since there is not one soul around here who can fix it, I am getting a new one. That sounds good to me anyway, I'm just really impatient about waiting for it to get here and shiz. I miss taking pictures with it. I miss a lot of things. Thing I cant think about or my lungs seem to get smaller and allow trace amounts of life giving oxygen in.. That can't be good.

I am listening to Matt Costa and keep thinking to myself that I want to change it. And then I wonder why, because I love Matt Costa. And then I realize. It makes me think about those things I don't wanna think about for fear of suffocation and death. Matt "Costies" makes me think of school time and Liz and Ben and Courtney and Steffanie. The same sad song I've been singing for a while now. Sorry for being such a broken record...

I dont like summer school and wish to never do it again. Unless it's like my Watercolors class. That one is enjoyable. Especially with good ole Claire B. in there! Yesterday (meaning Thursday..), both of our art classes took a field trip and spent all day in San Diego going basically everywhere there is to go and seeing all the sights. We sketched things as we went along and I got some pretty dang good drawings done. Everyone said they really liked how I saw the world and that my sketched were really fun to look at (so says Mel Sparkles.) The most interesting part of it was how I realized that all of these people, every single one of them, besides Claire, I would have never ever known in life if it weren't for the curse of summer school at IVC. That just seemed so strange to me. I like the people though, they accept one and all types of people, no judgement...since I'm sure they've experienced enough of their own in life. Like mine. I'm so stupid sometimes.

And I would also like to leave you the link to Dick Blick's Art Store! The coolest Art store I have ever been in in my life! And in little Italy too, how much better could it be to get all kinds of art supplies and then have gelato right after? Well, Claire and I can confirm that it couldn't get better, and that no one should try. I will post pictures of my sketches later when I can take decent pictures of them. 

Tomorrow: 

-order new lens

-call Skip again

-call mother.....

-finish geology homework

-finish book

-Take film to Rite Aid for development

-transfer "arbortorium" sketch to watercolor paper

-attempt to use iMovie 6...

-Email Courtney W. back

-print out course syllabi to mail on monday. 

Peter who?

:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

I Was Made For You.

I was. I know it, probably now more than when you were around.

I told stories about you last night and remembered how great of a person you were then.

I'm pretty sure we would be perfect together if it weren't for your complete lack of respect for women (when you're done using them.)

It makes me sad how all those millions of reasons why I love you are now only reasons why I LOVED you and seem more like a checklist of things to never be again. Maybe that's it. Maybe I should have never given it to you.

Maybe we could have met later in life and everything would have come to life and felt right. But, now, it can never happen. Thanks to you, really.

On a lighter note....

HahahhahahhahahhahahahahahHAhahHAhahAH.

But really. It is very early on a saturday morning. and I am awake. As I usually am. I have accomplished so much this night that I can hardly remember it all. But now the time has come for me to shower and prepare myself for a lovely day in Palm Desert! Wish Marybeth and I luck, it's supposed to get up to 117 degrees there today.....

I Can Hear the Music Again!

MY IPOD IS BAAAAAAACK!

(I lost it, just incase you didn't know.)

And now it is back thanks to my friend, COURTNEY STEWART.

Oh man, what a glorious moment that was. 

And now I am updating it with all the latest music and it feels right. 

P.S. Last night, during the whole supposed bowling escapade, we actually went to Denny's and then saw IRON MAN (yet again. Still good.) And Evan didn't go, unfortunately he had some previous arrangements with his parents for dinner, and this happens quite often apparently. Bobby came instead and make the night definitely more memorable. Thank you Brett, for not letting us die.

ALFEETERSANE.

Baby Mine.

Okay, I am going to admit this.

I just watched this and cried. A lot. Not just a whimper and a tear here and there.

No, I went right into the "cry face". You know. The scrunched up droopy mouth and purple/red face with the whole wrinkly forehead action with the tears tap-tapping on your shirt. That was me for this near three minute time segment. I found it on another girls blog and she admitted to crying every time she's watched it. And I felt like I could handle it. No, wrong. I don't know what I feel when I watch it. Like all the sadness in the world just fills me up.

And it makes me miss my mom. I kind of know how dumbo feels.

Discount Meals Are Warm.

Something Nora just wrote for me. Over instant messaging.

But I had to.. "journal" it. Really, I had to.

THE POWER OF WORDS COMPELS YOU.

okay, surry.

It doesn't have a title, so I just drew that picture you see there.

Here is what it says:

Carolyn, or Evelyn.

Or even Gwendolyn. Wait!

Jocelyn, Katelyn, Marilyn, and Lewellyn.

(Had to ask Google for the spellin')

Where have you been?

Oh, dont tell me.

BERLIN!

Course, with your violin, of course.

And then.

This is when we begin to look within.

I'm not seeking a trash bin or a bowling pin.

Or a potato skin rolling on your shin.

Brooklyn. 

Did I reply?

Swim your seas but don't forget me.

Madelyn, Jaquelyn, Roslyn, Huckleberry Finn.

Continue.

Continue to search within.

Let whispers grab hold and laughter let go.

Abandoner.

Entrepreneur.

Sha Sha Shatter, hey.

HEY!

What's the matter?

Mix me up like pancake batter, I'll keep running back as you spin the platter.

But wait...

Do you remember?

You cant fly now.

Please.

Please hold on to your feather.

Wagner.

Did you run too fast?

In contrast, this is incredibly unsurpassed.

And it's our last.

Last chance to open it up.

Steady your painted cup.

And dive.

Everything you want is coming alive.

He's Treating Me Right.

Mates of State...

A Band. 

A Marriage.

A Legend.

These two crazzzayy folks have changed the way I hear music. Ever since I first heard them two summers ago thanks to my friend Timmy, no duo has quite come close to this one. I just can't imagine the beauty in being a part of a marriage that is so musical. I would love to have this kind of bond with my husband. To have our voices blend just so like theirs do. Thanks Timm.

My itunes hasn't seen this kind of Play Count since the dawn of the song "Maybe It's Maybelline" by Relient K many-a-year ago. Those days.. Oh. Those days. I think, within the last few days, the song "Blue and Gold Print" is up to a 99 count.. almost there.

And they have come out with their best album yet. I can't think of a song on it that isn't perfect. It is GOLDEN. Its called Re-Arrange Us and its available on iTunes. Buy it now. 

Stifle Copies of Myself.

This is me, right now. Well, except right after this, I put on another shirt. Hahha

I just talked to Liz right now WHILE she was on.. the toilet. Doing her thang.

I didn't believe it, but then came the realization of the invention called "video chat".

She proved it, she did.

Tonight, I am going bowling with MB, Brett Miller, and Evan Mallory.

And I am going to be GOOD. Maybe better than good.

Wish me luck.

"I know its impossible, but you should try to shake it off. And if you really wanna shake it off, you gotta re-arrange us." -M.O.S.

The No Name Snack

Andrew Bravener, you've done it again!

In this video, Andrew, whilst wearing "house pants" makes on the most entertaining and delicious snacks civilization has come across in many many centuries, I am certain.

Yes, it IS amazing. Upon seeing this video,

my friend Marybeth and I looked at each other and said,

"LETS MAKE IT."

And we did, see?

That's my apple there, and Marybeth is still devouring hers off to the left.

Now, get out there and do it! 

The apple "coring" is probably the best part. Well, besides the taste.

IT TASTES LIKE HAPPINESS.

He has another snack, and as soon as we try it (and most likely love it) we will SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD! And people who read this.

Whoever you are.

Sunrise, Sunset, Summer

Oh summer.

Where are you going?

I wish you could stay for awhile, have another round of drinks.

So, here I am. Almost done with my second month of summer. And I've hardly done anything. I am not going to complain, it is partly my fault. I am just going to make a promise to myself and my friends that this summer is far from over and that I am going to do everything in my power to make it 100% more summery than could ever be imagined.

Now for the perfect summer playlist. I have worked on this for a while and think I have a good selection here for anyone wanting to sail over the hills and listen to music while a sun-kissed breeze whips its way through your fluttering eye lashes.

This list is 69 songs long. Yes, 69. Yes, that long. Take it, listen, run with it.

1."Mouthwash" by Kate Nash

2. "Summertime" by Mae

3. "Cheap Sunglasses" by ZZ Top

4. "Jogging Gorgeous Summer" by Islands

5. "Starry Eyed Surprise" by Oakenfold

6. "Keep Your Head" by The Ting Tings

7. "The Party Punch" by Oh No Oh My

8. "I Don't Know Why" by Ben Kweller

9. "Lost!" by Coldplay

10. "Gumption" by Hans Zimmer

11. "Thanks and Praise" by G. Love feat. Jasper

12. "The Re-Arranger" by Mates of State

13. "California Sun" by The Ramones

14. "The Gardener" by The Tallest Man On Earth

15. "Let It Be Sung" by Jack Johnson & Matt Costa

16. "Across the Universe" by Fiona Apple

17. "Sunrise" by Norah Jones

18. "No Sleep Tonight" by The Faders

19. "Summer Girls" by LFO

20. "When I'm 64" by The Beatles

21. "String Song" by Deccatree

22. "Change Clothes" by Jay-Z

23. "The Littlest Birds" by The Be Good Tanya's

24. "California Stars" by Billy Bragg & Wilco

25. "Summer 78" by Yann Tiersen

26. "Drill Me" by Portastatic

27. "School's Out" by Alice Cooper

28. "Summer Skin" by Death Cab for Cutie

29. "Summer Breeze" by Jason Mraz

30. "Sugar, Sugar" by The Archies

31. "Life Is A Perception Of Your Own Reality" by Chiodos (CRAZAAAYY GOOOD!)

32. "The Party Song" by Emery

33. "Amsterdam" by Peter Bjorn and John

34. "Summer In The City" by The Lovin' Spoonful

35. "We're at the Top of the World" by The Juliana Theory

36. "Drilling- (P.O.S. REDO)" by Minus The Bear

37. "Time To Pretend" by MGMT

38. "Do You Believe In Magic?" by The Format

39. "Sister Kate" by The Ditty Bops

40. "Fantasy" by Mariah Carey

41. "Far Away" by Ingrid Michaelson

42. "Summertime" by DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

43. "Summersong" by The Decemberists

44. "I Need A Girl" by P. Diddy feat. Usher

45. "Let's Dance To Joy Division" by The Wombats

46."Fortress" by Pinback

47. "You Send Me" by Aretha Franklin

48. "California Girls" by The Beach Boys

49. "Summer Nights" by John Travolta & Olivia Newton-John

50. "California" by Hawk Nelson

51. "This Is A Song" by The Magic Numbers

52. "Never Too Late" by Michael Franti & Spearhead

53. "Love Shack" by The B-52's

54. "Footloose" by Kenny Loggins

55. "The Big Guns" by Jenny Lewis with The Watson Twins

56. "All I Wanna Do" by Sheryl Crow

57. "By The Way" by Red Hot Chili Peppers

58. "Magnolia" by Matt Costa

59. "California" by Phantom Planet

60. "The Rock Show" by Blink-182

61. "I Feel It All" Feist

62. "Forever Young" by Alphaville

63. "Summer Sunshine" by The Corrs

64. "The Freest Man" by Tilly and The Wall

65. " Barracuda" by Heart

66. "Dreams Come True" by Randy Edelman

67. "Sweet Darlin'" by She & Him

68. "Steal My Sunshine" by Len

69. "Bohemian Rhapsody" by The Flaming Lips

I do realize that this hardly covers all the perfect summer songs.

There might just be a part two coming real soon.

LIVE YOUR LIFE!

I'm Home and It's My Birthday!

Hello, this is Andrew Bravener.

So, you basically need to watch this.

Watch the crap out of it, for all that is good the world!

He is the talented Fellow I was telling you about. From YouTube/Canada.

A sight for sore eyes.

And the "Strangest Phrase Ever" Award GOES TO....

Okay, Party, Bonus.

"Wayne's World, Wayne's World, Party Time, Excellent, Doodooloodoodoodoodooo!"

I am currently watching this while I get today's To-Do list done.

I was dreading today for some reason. Like today would be a difficult day or something. One of those emotions I couldn't control. But then I had a Fudge Graham Bar, the only thing I like from NutriSystem for lunch, and all those bad feelings disappeared in a poof of deliciousness.

Now for the list:

1. Vaccuum and clean in general. Dust shelves.

2. Call the "High Court" of Riverside about Jury Duty...

3. Find out where to send my film for development.

4. Finish the David Sedaris book.

5. Order new book off Amazon.

6. AA order?

7. Send Kaylee and Bill their card.

8. Write letters to: Hannah, Leah, Liz, Jamie, and Nikki.

9. Finishing Editing The Sparkle Time Show and "Maybe This Year"

10. Print and Fill out summer school forms.... AIOSUEOWIU(!U#!(@!)(**@!&@^

11. Clean shoes. (stepped in some mud...)

So far, that's it. I know there'll be more and I know I probably wont finish this.

Right now, I'm just enjoying the splendor of Wayne Cambell and Garth Algar.

Cabbages and Kings.

I FEEL.

I feel like I should say something. Anything. But I don't know what to say.

Facts:

1. Indiana Jones is an amazing man. He survived a freakin' A-bomb by hiding in a fridge. I mean, really. Who beats that? Chuck Norris? NO. I've HEARD allllll these things about Chuck Norris' magical powers, his unbelievable strength, that he can throw the sun or something, that his tears cure cancer, and his stunning wind-mill kicks, but have yet to actually see them. Say what you will, I shall not be moved.

2. "You are summoned to appear for JURY SERVICE.." were the words printed on a paper inside of an official envelope I received in the mail today. My first Jury Duty. I've always wanted to do this, to see finally why people hate it so much. I figure I would love it. But I am unable to attend. For two reasons. #1 It is in Riverside. Enough said. #2 I was supposed to be there May, 27th. WTF. So my question is.. Is there a warrant out for my arrest? Wow, life just got so exciting and adventurous. If anyone asks, My name is Mildred Plotka.

3. Tonight was a good night. I didn't really think it would be to be honest. No, to be honest, I could say I wasn't looking forward to any plans tonight. Not the plans that were...planned. Anyway. But, after all was said and done and everyone went back to their own homes, I was a sad little bunnie (as murb would say.) The events of tonight were as follows: First, I get ready, then Courtney arrives at my front door, I open it, let her in, compliment her new Death Cab shirt with a shape on it that is either a boat or a building (I know, I know), we started to watch what I had edited so far of our video, Nora's Mom drops her off, she calls me to let her in, I do such things, then we start our video over, we laugh, we watch, Marybeth comes in through the unlocked front door, we all sit in the dark watching the rest of the video, we turn the lights on, play a little SL, I put in The Office, we watch some, I then put in Hot Rod, we don't really watch it, I laugh a lot at moments I catch of the movie, we decide to go out, murb suggests we play the game with the CD's that I made for her where you listen to the movies scores (or just songs from movies) and try to guess what movie it's from, they agree to it, we go around to murb's neighborhood because we need the cheat song list, I scream at the giant gorilla in the people's yard, no one else does, murb then says she desperately needs gas, she gets list, we head for Mann Co., after a couple wrong turns murb get's the gas tank on the right side where the pump is and starts to...pump...gas..., we leave, get in front of the Donut Shop, decide we don't really want it, start driving around town, murb gets a bug in her pants and scares people outside of rally's while frantically searching for the bug, we decide to get dinner/breakfast and name is Dast (similar to Dinch but at a differing time of day), we get through the line, a certain interesting girl gets out of her car to say to murb, see's me, makes a fool of herself because she doesnt want to, nora hides, we all laugh really loud, get our food, don't eat it at the park, head to murb's house to eat it, realize nora's sangmich isnt in the bag, go back and beg them to give it to us, they do with a few unrecognizable spanish words thrown in here and there, we eat in my room, we watch Teen Girl Squad!, a little more YouTube videos, nora doesnt like salad fingers, murb takes nora home, courtney stays while we plot our attack on some apples, we say goodbye when she leaves, I compliment her yet again, but this time on her Aquamarine-esque hair.

That is all. Of the night. Echehhehem.

4. Andrew Bravener from New Brunswick, *somewhere in Canada*. You have stolen the hearts of four teenage girls tonight. I being one of them. Why must your YouTube videos be so.. good?

Good? No, not good. Just charming. And I wish I knew you, I would we could make snacks together and jump on your trampoline all the day long in the forest that is your backyard. I dont know. WE LOVE YOU. Is that weird? I feel like that is so weird. I'm gonna go ahead and say that it is weird, but that I'm also alright with it. But don't worry, I'm not gonna rewrite a song just to say how hot I think you are...like that asian girl did. Big whoops, Keri Ann.

that is all.

P.S.'s and Things:

1. There is a needle sticking out of my lip. I've tested it and my whole is NOT CLOSED. Praise ya, Jesus.

2. I guess I did have some things to say after all.

3. Thanks Crort Gruba for bringing my phone back to me. I am awful at leaving my phone places.

4. Thank you, Adam P. for writing me that letter on the scrap of paper from your journal. I tucked it away in a book and when I wanted to read the book finally, the note fell out and pricked the top of my foot when it tumbled to the ground... perfect timing. :)

5. Sometime I secretly wish that a lot of people read this. Then I secretly un-wish it.

Yes, Mr. Shickadance?

Jim Carrey. Wow. This guy.

He was my first. Hahhaha..

But really. He was. My first ever realization that I loved comedy. In every form. Forever. He sculpted me as a child when I would watch him from behind the couch, so my gramma couldn't see me, play Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. The movie changed my life. Marybeth and I called that our favorite movie of all time and would watch it together at her house when I was finally old enough to call my own shots in the movie world (PG-13 and under, of course.) 

I would quote it all the time, and there is plenty evidence of that in old home movies we have. There would be a quick "re-he-heeealllayyy" I would say in response to something, or I would call someone a "lehhoo-zeh-herrr."

I was Jim Carrey. 

And to this day, He still cracks me up. Everything he does is golden.  I hold on it to it as if it were a part cosmic force of the universe that gave me all my comedic powers and if I let go, the world of laughter would be gone forever. Seriously? Seriously. "Serio." As Nora would say.

I watch this video and for minutes after have to attempt to compose myself. He's my main man.

It's Closing Up!

My piercing hole.

I'm thinking I should get that needle out again and check, but I'm scared to.

Tomorrow I go in to get a new one..

I'm not ready to give it up yet! I still like it.

Earlier, I was looking through an old Seventeen magazine that's just been left lying around the house and no one can seem to throw it away and I saw this headline:

"Learn How To Act and Feel Until You Figure Yourself Out."

Excuse me? What are they teaching these girls? I remember liking that magazine when I was around 13 or 14. Maybe even younger. And I subscribed to it for more than a few years, piling up magazine after magazine in my bedroom shelves. Eventually I would toss a huge pile away, feeling that I learned everything there was to learn from them and keeping only a few especially awesome ones. Then, suddenly I'm actually seventeen years old reading seventeen magazine and I don't like it anymore. I see past a lot of the junk filling its pages and realize that it's all rubbish, minus an article here and there. I found myself arguing with the people in the pages as I would mindlessly flip threw a new one. Sometimes I would toss them aside and not read them at all.

I just don't understand who they are helping. If all the legit articles and interesting things in Seventeen magazine were to be compiled, leaving everything else out, it would only be about twenty pages long, if that. I don't mind the interviews with celebrities, its always interesting to see what they have to say to the dumb questions that the Seventeen Mag. interviewer has to ask. And there are some pages with cool "how to's" and some challenging work-outs here and there. They always have some strange facts to say about your..uh.. VJ. 

Vagina.

But its stupid. I can recommend way better reading material for younger people. 

(Not Cosmo!Girl. Or Cosmo. We cant even get into that at all. Not now. Not ever. Ugh.)

Let me know if you need some help in this area of your life. An area that I am quite familiar with as I have been known to spend the large sum of money at B&N buying magazines..

Also: I am very bored. I feel small. Like a little iceberg in my melting world.