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Saturday, January 3, 2009 |

Baby, I'm Bad News has moved!

Update your links to:!
Thank you, and have a great day. :P

We're still here.

From Weezer's Coffee Mug:


"The bean forever

it's birthplace:
the terraced hillsides,
the equatorial rains,
the lilac-blue
shade of
the jacaranda.
The bean
eternally harbors
the nurturing touch of the
farmer deep within.
The bean gives back,
blessing each warm cup
with the mysteriously
inviting flavor of the

Oh, Starbucks. I am LOLOLOLOLing at you right now.

We're still here.

Just Kidding. Today is still hard.

Friday, January 2, 2009 |

I'm going to distract myself from it by posting this picture that Weezer took at Opryland last night.

And after this movie ends, I'm going to bed. Today needs to be OVER.

We're still here.

Moving? Metaphorically and physically as well.


This blogging/internet community is a very strange one indeed. If you had told me when I was in middle school, and the internet was something I had hear of but never experienced, that someday I would be broadcasting my life online for people across the world to read, I would have thought you were crazy. I wouldn't even let my best friend read my diary! And yet here I am, on the internet, typing out my day to day, as if the world gives a damn.

Sweet Jeez. As an aside, Weezer and I are watching Constantine, and damn. This is kind of freaky. Yikes.

Anyway. It always surprises me when I run the stats on my blog to see where my readers are, and how many people actually do check my stuff out. I get a lot of return visitors, which is a surprise, because only my good friends comment. It's really flattering, actually, how many people take the time to read about my life, and I thank you all for coming back again and again.

I'm contemplating a move. I've been toying with the idea of switching over to Wordpress for awhile now, but the thing that is holding me back is that you have much less freedom with the look of your blog. You can only choose between Wordpress's preloaded themes, and none of them represent me at all. Weezle has successfully talked me into purchasing my own domain, though, so my plan is to have that set up before I leave on Monday. I am lucky that he doesn't have to work the entire time that I am down here, so there is lots of time to get that done. Exciting things are afoot, lol.

Another move is underway as well. When I get back home on Monday I am going to start packing in preparation for moving back into my mom's house for a couple of months. I'll be living on her couch, which will be difficult, but it's a decision that I am really at peace with. It will give me some time to get bills paid off and save up for the necessary deposits to get my own apartment. And to think about where I really want to end up, be it Tacoma or somewhere else in Western Washington, Portland, or maybe even Nashville, all things considered. We shall see. Either way, I'm excited to have my own place for the first time ever.

Today started out really rough. I was a bit of a brat this morning, because I embarrassed myself. I guess I really need to work on that whole "filled with grace" business. It seemed to get worse and worse as the morning wore on, until finally I just needed to get out. We ended up finding ourselves at REI, where I tried on a couple of pairs of shoes. Those Clark's I bought earlier this week were not working for me. They end up hitting this one spot on my foot, and it just kills. I'm going to return them, so I tried on some Keen hiking sandals and some Simple flats. I really do want the Keens, but since it's been snowing in the Northwest, I couldn't justify buying a pair of sandals in January. The Simple shoes, however, were unbelievably comfortable, and also 100% sustainable. I bought them, of course, and they are amazing.

I love my dirty hippie shoezles.

Things didn't really get better until we left to go get coffee at Bongo Java in East Nashville. We had the opportunity to talk, and clear up some misunderstandings, and left the coffee shop in a much better place than when we got there. We also saw the cutest little bulldog, and I made him fall in love with me. I scratched his tummy and behind his ears, and he just melted into my feet. It was love at first sight.

Weezle and I took a little walk around the neighborhood, which is very reminiscent of the North End in Tacoma. I felt quite at home there, looking at the quirky houses and businesses. If I were to move to Nashville, that is where I would want to live. My favorite business? I Dream of Weenie. Love.

We finished up with some drinks at a bar, where I got to meet Michele Ari, a musician whom I have heard a lot about from Weezer. He takes pictures of her shows for her. It was cool to see her in person after seeing her pictures. She was really sweet.

Now I'm tired, and wanting to work on this whole blog move thing. I'm in the pjs and am gonna just relax, watch the movie, and mess around a bit. I hope you all had as wonderful a day as mine ended up being!

PS - Weezle thinks Tilda Swinton is insanely hot. I think he is a little weird. :P

We're still here.

In the early moments of 2009

Thursday, January 1, 2009 |

Me and mine posed for this cute shot. Love.

Pajamas and green tea before bed.

We're still here.

2009 feels just like 2008, so far.


Last night started out with promise of an adventurous night out. Dinner with my love and two of his friends, dressed up fancy, with good conversation. Plans to ring in the new year at a bar Weez frequents often. After dinner brought a change of plans, however, and 2009 found me all dressed up with nowhere to go. Weezle and I went to the apartment of his friend and watched vh1 until it was time to ring in the new year. I experienced my first White Russian. I thought of Dana, and The Dude.

It was good, and quite, and the company was nice, but it was certainly not what I had in mind when I spent several mall trips looking for what I deemed was the perfect New Year's top. Or when I carefully applied my deep red lipstick before leaving the house. But one of my resolutions is to roll with le punches better, and not to be too disappointed when life doesn't exactly go the way I'd planned.

I feel discontent, and this is something that I am trying to work on. So far today has brought me wanting more, as per usual, and life happening at it's own pace, as per usual, and me sitting back thinking, hello? What about me?

Some people still need to not, even as we enter 2009. Some things are apparently not going to stay neatly packaged in last year's wrapping. It may be a new year, but the same old drama is following me into it. And I'm not really sure what I am going to do about it.

Change is hard.

We're still here.

2008? It's been nice knowing you.

Wednesday, December 31, 2008 |

The end of the year is here, and tomorrow a new chapter begins. I have so much hope for this next year. There is much to look forward to. A new president, one who shares my views and my hope for this country. I'm moving back home to prepare for starting out on my own in a couple of months. And I'm ringing in the New Year in Nashville, with someone I love.

There are scary things, too. My brother Bryan deploys for Afghanistan in January. I am so scared. This year has potential to bring so much good, but also to be full of fear for my family.

Either way, I'm ready to embrace it. I want to be the strongest, bravest, most improved version of myself. I want to continue to grow and open my mind to other people's ideas. I want to learn to love myself more, by shelving my own ego and putting others first. I want to be the kind of person I would want to know. I want to be filled with grace instead of negativity.

Be safe out there, kids.

We're still here.


Monday, December 29, 2008 |

I hate packing for vacations. I always feel like I'm bringing too much. Or like I'm not packing in the best possible way. This whole thing where the laptop has to go through in it's own bin? Stresses me out. Or the little baggie thing? For all your liquids and gels? Bah.

Because I don't do the checking of luggage. I'm always afraid I'm not gonna get my shit back at the other end. Lol, which I guess means that I'm actually bringing less, because if I checked my suitcase, then I would bring an additional carry-on on top of my purse.

I have a tendency to overthink things.

And I hate to fly.

We're still here.

I strongly dislike the Gig Harbor PD.

Sunday, December 28, 2008 |

But on a more upbeat note: look! New shoes.

Yeah. I'm still bummed.

Laini's Mom 3 gave her a crap-ton of Coach. I am insanely jealous of her three Coach wallets, two of which are big enough to hold a checkbook. I want a new Coach wallet. My little pink one is too small.

Okay. I'm done here. Peace out, playas.

We're still here.


So I had this minor speeding ticket, and I couldn't afford to pay it right away. It was sent to collections, and my license was suspended.

Then I got a job, and I paid my ticket. Or so I thought. Apparently, I didn't pay it all. I went to the DOL and renewed my license, paying a $25 fee for a new license, and $75 to unsuspend myself. I wrote a check for $100 on October 7th, I believe. Or the 6th. One of those two.

I'm driving back home from my mom's house, when all of a sudden I get pulled over. I have no idea why, as I'm not speeding. Or driving erratically in any way.

Apparently my license is suspended. Still. Or again. I don't know. I almost got arrested this afternoon. Arrested. The cop was a jerk, and I am a big fat fan of cops. They've never done anything but do right by me. Rushed out to my house when I needed them. Drove around my exboyfriend's apartment the whole night while we slept because his creepy ex roommate with a APB out on him kept harassing us. But this cop? He was mean. And I tried to ask him questions because I was scared and confused, and he threatened to book me and impound my car if I continued to be noncompliant. I wanted to die.

I have a court date on January 14th, and tomorrow we are calling the different courts to see where exactly this ticket issue lies, and then hopefully going to pay the fines at the DOL. I hope that it will all get sorted out tomorrow, and I'll be all set on the 14th. And I'm going to Nashville anyway, so I'm just gonna go hide out and forget this nonsense. From Tuesday when I get to the airport to the following Monday when I get back, well as far as I am concerned this business is not happening.


By the way, they had my shoes.

We're still here. (barely.)

naked blogging.

Saturday, December 27, 2008 |

Lol, overshare?

I'm doing laundry so that I can pack for Nashville tomorrow night. I leave on Tuesday afternoon, from work. I can not wait.

My brother got me these really cute packing checklists from Urban Outfitters, and they totally mesh with my crazy OCD. I love how I am so anal that I highlight the things I want to pack, and then check them off as I put them in the suitcase. I'm crazy.

And by the way, do you see those finger nails? I got them done for my trip/New Year's, and the color is plum noir. It's the exact same color as the detailing on my purse. Love.

I'm currently sitting on my couch in a down comforter and my birthday suit (TMI?), watching the last episode of Sex and the City, Season 3. I'm daydreaming about a pair of shoes I almost bought today (some purplish suede Clark's, sooo comfy). I am hoping to God they have them there tomorrow morning, but I'm also not holding my breath. Sales! Eeek. I returned a coat I got for Christmas and got a very cute, very large pair of Betsey Johnson sunglasses that Weezer will hate. I love them.

Don't we look cute? I am not loving my hair at the moment, though. Ah well. I'm off to go dream about those shoes I wish I'd bought. Ugh. Mentally kicking myself over here.

We're still here.