baby loves to dance in the dark.

songs that have to do with dancing and the dark are usually automatically on my like list. strange but true.

fall/ing.

when did november hit us like a brick? something about fall just makes me want to skip down the street. in any case, im ecstatic we are now in my favorite time of year. the next two months will fly by, and soon enough, we will be ringing in the new year with bells, balloons, and booze - ideally belvedere but only because that starts with a "b"...i prefer kettle or goose.

on a completely seperate note, you ever feel like you're above waiting? so many aspects to life is about waiting, but why is it when you want something really bad, we all feel like waiting is not part of our vocabulary? i've finally learned to shut the fuck up about waiting and instead, embrace the fact that waiting is a journey in itself. sure, it's part of life, but instead of idlely standing by, do something to forget the wait, and when you least expect it, you will have forgotten what you were even waiting for. try it - it'll make you go..."oh shit, what the fuck just happend?!" but in a good, i just won the lottery kind of way, not the i just ate an entire bag of oreos whilst drunk and woke up with your mug staring at me.



to skipping...ideally with another hand it tow.

quotables.

"everyone in Britain thinks Victoria Beckham is a big deal, but in the US no one cares. she's like the soccer of people." - chelsea handler

"why do I have to follow CNN on Twitter? if I want to follow CNN, I can follow them on CNN." - jon stewart

"i play tough as nails with my heart on my sleeve." - solange

summer, summa, summery.

last day of august already? my...where the hell did summer go?

sunshine, heatwaves, outdoorsy shit...sooner than later, we'll be trading in our jorts and booty wear for almost fully covered up clothing. wait, we live in la...booty wear never goes out of style.

i have an internal to-do list i don't share with anyone...maybe because i don't even know what's on it.

enjoy it while it's still here. i know i will.

i want to be that baby in the backseat. don't front, who doesn't want to be driven around on some gangster looking bicycle?

my june obsession: anjulie.

love songs and limousines
wishing wells and make believes
disco balls and dancing queens
i fall so easy.
rich guys and candlelight
telling me the things i like
i'm too young and they're too bright for me
i fall so easy for...
the cheesy things in life
sad, sad movies make me cry
pretty people i admire
i used to hate
i fall so easy for...
the stupid little lies
hollywood and sunny skies
fancy restaurants with 3 forks and knives
i fall so easily in love.

because guys need love too.

now ladies, don't think its up to the guy to do all the romantic gestures and lovin. because Yahoo! is so reliable, they recently posted an article about ways to be romantic to a guy and i have to admit, most of it is true.

who doesn't like a compliment? but send a text randomly throughout the day just to say hi. or what they ate for lunch, or some other bullshit question just to show you're attentive. who doesn't appreciate a random text message? this can easily go vice versa for girls too...send them a yo! every now and then. it works.

there's a few other suggestions i'm a little unsure about. diary entry? touch his arm? well yeah, touching arms is great, but go for the jugular. no perv, not my penis. knee, and lower thigh. penis can come later.

Q.O.T.D.

Quote of the day:

"I accidentally marked myself as pregnant at lenscrafter today"

followed by...

"so she had to cross it out and write in 'patient no pregnant'"

where the wild things are.

i forgot how good the arcade fires' funeral cd was. i was reminded when the trailer for where the wild things are came on while i was watching earth in the movie theater. such an amazing cd that will never get old.

i find myself resorting to old cd's to get that head bopping, musical high feeling. where is all the good music?! must be with all the wild things.

if you haven't noticed by now, i am obsessed with the release of that movie and the trailer. it will be so fuckin amazing...im sure of it.

skinny jeans.

i'll admit it, i wear skinny jeans. why? because i hate baggy clothes. it's no longer the 90's and i think boot cut jeans are fugly. don't hate on guys wearing skinny jeans because im sure people are hating on you for wearing [blank].

but, my gripe with skinny jeans is the lack of elasticity in the calves. it's the most annoying thing when i need to go poo or take off my pants (for whatever sexual or non-sexual reason that may be) and it literally takes 20 seconds just to pull my jeans down because my calves do not blend in with my thigh or ankles (thankles? is that a word? can it be? i'm submitting to urban dictionary as we speak).

my favorite skinny jeans are from kill city which i got for dirt ass cheap...$30 cheap. CHEAP! but i guess with low costs come sacrifice because my calves are getting the shit end of the jean stick.

bathroom etiquette.

don't you love the company bathroom? it's such an awkward place to be in. you sheepishly say hello to coworkers in there before or after they handle their business. my favorite is when you walk out of a stall (because as a guy, you obviously just dropped the cosby kids off at the pool) and someone you know is waiting to use it. you start thinking, "shit, everything better have flushed." or "fuck, i hope i didn't leave streaks in the toilet bowl".

for me, my goal is to get in and out. i'm not trying to kick it and read the entire article in time about the demise of our generation. i have my desk at work to do so.

what i don't understand is how people are able to chat on the phone while in a public restroom as they are handling their internal business. i don't need to hear you talk to your girlfriend about what she is making tonight for dinner, or that your UPS package has arrived in the mail, and i surely do not need to know what time you are going to the doctors for your annual physical and whatever else you are getting checked out.

in addition, the heavy breathing and occasional "oh yeahhhh" is leading me to believe you are doing more than #2. sure, pooing is relieving, but if you're making an O-face while doing so, then i need to know what kind of fiber you are consuming.

did you forget you are at work in the bathroom with several other dudes? and please do not look at me while i am peeing because the only eye contact i want to make is with the tile in front of me. thank you.

Sex @ 3am

trust me, i'm all for sex. strap it, wrap it, do what you gotta do. i'm ALL for people having protected sex, albeit safe. but can you please not have hardcore, orange bangin sex at 3am on a fuckin weekday?!

sleep is imperative. i love it, you love it, we all love it. so let me get some fuckin sleep and you can make your babies before midnight.

griffith park.

after years of living in la, i finally managed to hike griffith park. one word would sum up the hike...shit. there is shit everywhere. dog shit, horse shit, probably human shit. there is literally shit for most of the trail. i love nature, i love green, i love treehuggers and what they believe in, but i do not love shit (except for when im doing it on the damn toilet).

also, keep your dogs on leashes. these little beasts are running up and down and as much as i don't mind petting a pug or some frou frou dog, your huge pit bull or mini horse can easily go buck wild and stomp the shit our of someone. leash your animal and pick up your shit.