The Hazards of Internal Monologue

Tim and I are ridiculously in love right now.



Turns out a pregnancy scare can bring us even closer than we already were, which I didn't think was possible.  I just love him so much and I am so ridiculously happy more than a year and a half in.  That is no small miracle.

Timm3hSM (12:31:58 AM): also, i love you melissa
Timm3hSM (12:32:06 AM): and i think it would be awesome to move to SF with you

My boyfriend is amazing. My coworkers are amazing.

I'll update for real soon.

I guess a quick update of my life would go something like this:

I love my job. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT!!! I got a promotion although I won't find out until 8:30 tonight what that entails other than being able to do returns, exchanges, price overrides, and getting a raise. LOL. But I'm really happy with the job so far.

School is almost over for the semester. I just finished up my research paper on Thursday night, entitled Feminism in Persepolis and a Discussion on Modern Day Iranian Gender Roles. Good god. I super procrastinated on it, but in the end I think it turned out ok. I hope it turned out ok.

I thought I had swine flu. But I'm pretty sure I just had the common cold.

I royally screwed up my birth control. Stupidly, I accidentally took a couple of the dark blue pills before the light blue pills... basically took from the wrong end of the pack when I took them half asleep. And of course I'd been having sex, so I was pretty much forced to throw the rest of the pack away and take Plan B again. I'm not pregnant, but I am having the most horribly painful cramps because of it. (Happens every time I take the damn thing.) But I'm pretty damn grateful for its existence either way. I'm also super grateful for Tim because he's going to let me go a month without birth control. Ah, freedom from hormones! I'm really looking forward to it.

Tim and I are good. My cell phone is broken again so I haven't been able to talk to him all day like we usually do, but I'm working on getting a new one, and without it, we've been actually talking on the phone, something I greatly missed.

I'm obsessed with M. Ward's newest album. And Being Erica. And all my fashion blogs.

I'm currently reading "Three Cups of Tea" and "Shopaholic and Sister". I just finished Persepolis. It was every bit as good as the movie.

My baby sister is turning 20 on Tuesday. Tim and I are going to a midnight showing of Star Trek on opening night at the Landmark. Sooo excited!!!

And even though I worked opening shift this morning, I have to go back to work in half an hour to go to a store meeting.

"The city as my witness
I am who I wanna be, but you could be anything
Just be anything and here with me"

Tim just sent me those lyrics. They are super cute. Maybe I need to start listening to Jimmy Eat World again.

I haven't updated in a while and I don't really know where to start.

I spent this past weekend in Santa Monica with Tim. We had Tacos Por Favor, ran errands, had late afternoon margaritas at El Cholo, got another pet, watched tv, slept in, had fun on the couch, went to IHOP, and to the Landmark.

The margaritas at El Cholo were super delicious, just strong enough, and well priced in a chill atmosphere.

Our new pet is a robo hamster named Daisy. She is a little bit smaller than Tim's big toe and she's adorable. She also has the tendency to jump... out of the open cage, out of our hands, out of her box. I call her my Mexican jumping bean. I had a whole list of names that I liked including Scarlett, Leila, Yves, Sadie, Ophelia, and Bella but I decided that we should go with the one name Tim had on his list- Daisy since he was kind enough to take on another animal.

We saw Monsters Vs. Aliens in 3D at the Landmark. It was pretty good, but mostly it just made me more excited for Up!

I started working at Crocs. So far it's only been two days of setting up followed by four days off before we open. So far, I like it. I feel like we didn't get any direction from anyone, so it was lucky that I already knew the product and can wing it. It will be interesting to see how things are once the store actually opens on Thursday. I work tomorrow 1:30-5:30 setting up, Thursday night, and Friday and Saturday morning. I don't know my schedule beyond that yet.

Last week was really quiet with Brooke in Colorado visiting her boyfriend, so I'm really glad that she's home now.

oh and Tim and I are in One Of My Kind... The Conor Oberst/Mystic Valley Band documentary. Score!

and

Rodger Berman, Rachel Zoe's husband tweeted at me. Even more amazing score.

School's almost over for the semester and Brooke and I honestly dont know if we are going to pass math. FAIL. Literally.

But I'm doing really well in History. I'm in the middle of reading Persepolis now for my research paper. I don't think I'm going to go to summer school. Too much stress.

Right now I'm going through templates for my blog. Not this one... my fashion one. Tim got me domain names and it's actually going to happen now. So excited.

Tim and I are doing so much better. It was good for us to talk out the things that were bothering us and to recommit ourselves to the relationship. Plus I love him. And that goes a long way in me wanting to make things work.

And apparently I also got the Roadrunner job. I had to turn it down though. I feel wierd about it. Like I burned a bridge I could possibly use in the future.

and I'm sick of updating now.

Troi:I'm sorry you are sad. I still like you.
Me:Haha thank you. If you stop liking me I may have to shoot myself.
Troi:Never. You will be with me forever. When I die you will be buried alive in my coffin.

irightthebook: hey
ucantliveforever:hey
ucantliveforever:what is up? You are like my long lost friend.
irightthebook:I know and whose fault is that *COUGH*MELISSA'S
irightthebook:MELISSA'S FAULT
irightthebook:*cough*
irightthebook:I had something in my throat I think,
irightthebook:A tickle, or something

I've missed Josh.

Also skype is amazing. I hardly ever use it, but its great for times like these when I'm stuck at my mom's house dogsitting with absolutely no cell service and a phone that refuses to charge and my mom decides having a land line is unnecessary. Thus Skype let's me talk to Tim. Which makes me happy.

Today I woke up after a night of sleepless sleep. Plus it's Good Friday so my grandma was home from work making noise with my grandpa as early as 6:45 this morning. I finally just decided to bail out at 9:30 ish and come to my mom's house. I drove from Somis to Thousand Oaks in my pajamas and a pea coat. Ridiculous. I ended up talking Troi into going shopping out here so I could have some desperately needed company. We spent a couple hours in the mall shopping for work clothes for her. She bought the cutest pants in Nordstroms. I am so jealous of how amazing her ass looks in them. I bought a super cute hot pink sweater vest from Forever 21. After we were done shopping, we went to Jamba Juice and walked around Tilly's and sat in her car and talked. (What we do best.) I came back to the house for a little bit in between and it's a good thing I did, because while I was getting ready to head to Camarillo, Fiona started throwing up. Good god. She threw up like four teaspoons full of yellow guk. It was nasty but I was super worried about her because she has all kinds of liver and digestive problems from being born so underweight. Turns out, she's probably fine and just gagged on something cuz she chews on EVERYTHING. I went to Camarillo and filled out my new hire paperwork for Crocs. The whole situation was interesting because the majority of people didn't talk to each other. Just filled out their paperwork and left. I was like, ummm... we are all going to be working together starting Thursday. Shouldn't we at least introduce ourselves? I chatted with a couple guys who were sitting at the same table as me. It will be interesting to see how this all pans out. Cuz there was a lot of people there. I hope I can get enough hours to make this job pay the bills.

Also I am on the period from hell. Seriously, like the worst cramps of my life and they seem to be lasting longer each month. I don't know what to do. Maybe I should go to the doctor because I don't know that this kind of pain is normal. Tonight it finally got to the point where its making me feel sick to my stomach and giving me chills. FML.

Anywho, I have to get back to writing my history paper on Lysistrata. Hopefully the puppers are quiet enough that I can sleep tonight.

The past few days have been super emotional. Trying to figure out job stuff, fighting and animosity with the grandparents, and working out relationship issues with Tim. There has been a lot of crying to say the least. I don't understand why the year and a half point is always the breaking point in my relationships. Tim seems determined to change things though and I want it to work too so we'll see. If this past week has told me anything though, it's that if he ever cheats on me, it will be done. I just have a zero tolerance towards relationship hardships. Last night was really good though so we'll see. We spent a lot of time talking, kissing, and cuddling. Tim made me delicious chicken teriyaki and we bought a little birthday cake that we renamed our "I love you" cake. We spent the latter part of the evening catching up on Diggnation and we went to bed early. (We were up super late the night before.)

Also Tim has been sleeptalking the past couple nights and scaring the shit out of me.

I'm housesitting for my mom again tomorrow and Saturday(loooonnnggg story, but basically I'm a sucker.) And I get to go fill out my new hire paperwork for Crocs tomorrow night. *excited* Saturday night I have to make the trek out to Silverlake for the Blind Pilot concert then hightail it back to T.O. to spend the night with the puppies.

Today I went to my second interview with Roadrunner and it made up my mind for me about which job to take. They want someone to work four to midnight. No way. It was an intense interview though, Four people in suits asking me questions. I'm glad that I had the experience anyway.

I'm kinda over lj now and I totally blame twitter.

I have lost almost all my desire to update social networking sites. This week has been busy. I had a group interview with Crocs on Tuesday that I thought didn't go that well. There was a bunch of people who I considered to be overqualified, a sign of the times I guess, and I felt that I didn't really measure up to any of them. Luckily, it didn't depress me, it empowered me. I was thinking, at least I went to my first group interview. At least I've had the experience. At least I've started the tedious job searching process. Later that day I got an email from Roadrunner Shuttle regarding the reservation sales agent job that I sent my resume in for. She wanted me to come in for an interview on Thursday. So I spent Tuesday afternoon holed up in the Camarillo Library with Brooke studying like mad for my history test. Wednesday, I went and took my test, then went to lunch with my sister. I got super bored after that and decided to just read Breaking Dawn. I finished it yesterday night. It was ok. I just don't know how I feel about the way the series ended, but I know that I'm glad that its over. There doesn't need to be anymore books. Yesterday, I woke up and felt horribly sick to my stomach but got it together to meet up with the Roadrunner lady. The interview went seemingly well even though I feel like I really have no qualifications for that job at all. I came home and found out that I had a second interview with Crocs for Friday(today). I decided to not go all the way out to L.A. to see Tim since I still feel kinda sick and I had the interview to prepare for. But after finishing Breaking Dawn, I really wanted to see him so I drove out to Santa Monica at 9:30 and met up with Tim at his place. It was a much needed visit and I had such a good time. I really super love him. *gush* I left this morning after dropping him off at the office. I drove home and collapsed on the couch and watched the final episode of E.R. So sad. That show has been on since I was 7 years old. Sheesh. I got so caught up in the two hour episode that I barely had time to get ready to meet Nicole for my interview. I threw on my favorite high waisted, wide legged, grey trousers, a grey camisole, and my button up Abercrombie shirt- the picture of business perfection and met her at Starbucks. Hilariously enough, it was the Starbucks right next to Las Posas Emporium which is where I had my first job five years ago. I sat down and the first thing she told me that I had the job. Awesome. Apparently the second interview was merely a formality that I had to go through. So that was really uplifting. Since I had the job, we spent the next thirty minutes discussing our mutual love for Twilight, Gossip Girl, and she told me I need to read the True Blood books. I'm totally psyched for this job. We start setting up the store in a few weeks. It will be really cool to open a brand new store. I really hope that everyone else that gets hired is as chill as Nicole and the people that were in my group interview. The store doesn't open until till the 23rd. So I have a few more weeks of kicking it. It will be nice to have a paycheck again.

I think that pretty much sums everything up.

House/dogsitting is nothing short of exhausting. The puppies never shut up, especially Lola and Fiona. To make it even worse, they have the yappiest barks. Yesterday I got up super early(i.e. before seven a.m.) and drove to Thousand Oaks to pick up my mom. She was running late and then got me feeling a little panicky about getting her to the Moorpark train station on time. Luckily we made it and I headed back to her house to crash. I barely got to nap because the dogs wouldn't stop barking. So I spent the day taking care of them, playing with them, walking them, and trying to relax. I tore through the second half of Shopaholic Takes Manhattan in about an hour and watched Flightplan? I really don't know if that's the accurate title. It was a really good Jodie Foster movie that took place on a massive airplane. Tim spent the evening at The Magic Castle. We were invited to a going away celebration for Tim's boss's girlfriend. I just love double possesives, don't you? I am so mad that I couldn't go since I already had previous plans to watch the dogs. He got all dressed up and looked so handsome and grown up. In a very sweet move, he left early and came out here to spend time with me. He brought me the sweetest card telling me how much he misses me when we aren't together. It was totally unexpected and really romantic. Even more romantic was the fact that he stayed up pretty much all night with me when the puppies wouldn't sleep and literally just cleaned dog shit off the floor for me. After a night of practically no sleep we had the brilliant idea to pile all the puppies into bed with us. It totally worked. They curled up with us and went to sleep. Unfortunately, by that time we were already awake. Lazed around in bed a little while longer before finally getting up and greeting the day. Tim took Kasey and I to see "I Love You, Man" at the Janss. It was super funny and cute. Oh and we got Jamba. Took Kasey back to Moorpark and took the puppies for a walk. We had dinner at Roxy's Deli and Tim bought me some of my favorite cookies and an eclair for himself. Now we are chilling back at my mom's place feeding Franklette(the turtle), trying to keep the dogs quiet, surfing the web, and preparing to watch the new Jim Gaffigan special. I have a job interview with Crocs on Tuesday and another history test on Wednesday. It feels like the start of a stressful week.

I am exhausted. Somehow this Vegas trip wore me out completely, even though we did less than last time.

Tim and I flew out on Saturday evening. I was scared to fly again but he held my hand and it was totally ok! He kept me occupied with talking about his family and making fun of SkyMall gizmos and gadgets and then I got to read to him about embarrasing sex stuff from Cosmo. Getting a cab from the airport to Circus Circus was super easy. Turns out that you don't even have to hail one, as the Vegas airport has a whole cab system set up. The best thing I can compare it to is like getting on Autopia at Disneyland. Thirty bucks and fifteen minutes later, we arrived at the hotel.

Circus Circus is not my kind of place. It was too noisy, even by Vegas standards and it was definitely kind of like how its portrayed in Fear and Loathing. A mess. It is also OVERRUN with kids. Vegas is not for children. Tim and I checked in, got our bags up to our room and went in search of food. We ate at Denny's the first night since we were lazy then went back to the hotel to watch the circus acts and gamble. Tim successfully unhooked my bra in the middle of the casino. Classy. Then I won $2,500 on a slot machine. I bet one quarter and one that much. Insane. It was quite the experience to get the pit boss counting out 24 $100 bills and 5 twenties into your hand the first night in Vegas. I also got a free nights stay and some other stuff. It was super exciting.

That night we also went to the Riviera and the Sahara before climbing into bed to watch Shooter, which I sadly fell asleep during so I still don't know how it ends. Woke up late the next morning and got another cab to Imperial Palace. We waited 45 minutes to check in before actually getting to our room. Then we hopped on the monorail to Bally's. Walked through Bally's, Paris, and eventually made our way over to La Salsa Cantina where I had my first dreamsicle of the trip and treated Tim to lunch and booze.

Gosh. I don't even remember what came next. Suffice to say that we went back to the Paris where we wandered around the promenade talking in horrible french accents for a while. There was also arcade time, and gambling before ending back up in the room where Tim took a nap because he had a really bad headache and I read for a while.

Then Troi and Matt arrived after failing to make it to the Hoover Dam on their way to the strip. We checked out their love tub room and headed back out onto Las Vegas Blvd. We gambled some before having dinner at Planet Hollywood since Tim had never been to one. After dinner, where many sex tales came out, we walked around the Forum Shops and hit up Fat Tuesdays for more alcohol. Then some more stuff that I don't remember...

Monday we slept in past noon then had some early afternoon fun. We met up with Troi and Matt again and headed over to MGM where we had lunch at The Rainforest Cafe. I was soooo excited to get a grilled cheese. After lunch, even more gambling and we went to the Miracle Mile shops at the Planet Hollywood casino. Fat Tuesdays and La Salsa Cantina margaritas and dreamsicles. Tim and I each bought something at H&M. He got a super cute plaid shirt and I got a grey cardigan with white polka dots on it that he picked out for me.

Gambled our way back to our hotel before taking time to relax again and then it was off to Chin Chin in the New York, New York for Chinese food dinner.

And I'm bored with writing this. But overall, I had a good time.

The flight home was a little more turbulent but once again Tim was there for me. When we finally got back to his condo last night I had an even better time. He made me delicious fettucine alfredo with shrimp and we ate that and had cake while watching Casino Royale.

Overall, a good vacation.

and now pictures...



( More Vegas, Baby! )

Happy St. Patrick's Day! I'm not wearing green... yet. Luckily, I'm alone in my house with our housekeeper, Theresa, and I'm pretty sure that she's going to pinch me. I'm kinda bored, but also have been so anxious lately, that I'm utterly exhausted. I also don't want to do anything this week requiring money, so I have more cash to blow on gambling and booze in Vegas. I can't believe we leave on Saturday. I am so scared to get on that plane. But it is absolutely necessary that I tackle this fear because there are so many more places that I want to go in my life and flying is the quickest way to get there. (Plus the drive to Vegas is nerve- wracking too, so I figure its better to be super anxious for an hour rather than be kinda anxious for close to six.)

I had a good weekend. Saturday I went and took my math midterm in Ventura and remembered all the reasons I hate that school. Although, it does kind of have that comfortable familiarity that my life is severely lacking these days. After the test, I had a couple hours to kill, so I went to the post office, the bank, jamba, and to the mall. I got Tim little presents (neo to go and a vegetable peeler... which both got used later) and bought the cutest C&C California tank. Organic cotton happiness. It was originally 80 dollars but I got it for way cheaper. Thank you bad economy.

After I ran my errands, I headed back to the other side of Ventura to go to my aunt/uncle's joint 40th birthday party. It actually turned out to be more fun than I thought... mostly due to the presence of jello shots. There is no stranger feeling than drinking with your cousin... legally. We are so old.

Sunday morning I headed out to L.A. to see Tim. We had a super chill day. We watched Twilight (so happy that he got it for me a week before its release), which he said he didn't hate. Haha. I'll take it. Swooned over Rob Pattinson and ate delicious Tacos Por Favor. We also went down to the promenade to look at H&M. Its way too packed with tourists on the weekends. He made me dinner, we watched the muppets, cuddled, showered, and played with our pets.

History class was cancelled yesterday which was so annoying because I left Tim's super early and rushed to get there on time. Luckily free jamba oatmeal made me feel better. :]
I was so tired that when I came home I literally fell asleep on the couch for three hours. Had dinner with Troi Ann and discussed Vegas plans. Spent the evening doing massive amounts of math homework and getting stressed out.

Oh and all I want right now is a hamburger. But I can't decide if its worth getting sick three hours from now.

Thus is my life.

"...here's what happens with a purse. You start small. You start pledging yourself to neatness. You start vowing that This Time It Will Be Different. You start with the few things you absolutely need- your wallet and a few cosmetics that you actually put into a brand new shiny cosmetics bag, the kind used by your friends who are competent enough to manage more than one purse at a time. But within seconds, your purse has accumulated the debris of a lifetime. The cosmetics have somehow fallen out of the shiny cosmetics bag (okay, you forgot to zip it up), the coins have fallen from the wallet (okay, you forgot to fasten the coin compartment),the credit cards are somewhere in the abyss (okay, you forgot to put your Visa back into your wallet after you bought the sunblock that is now oozing into the lining because you forgot to put the top back onto it after you applied it to your hands while driving seventy miles an hour down the highway). What's more, a huge amount of space in your purse is being taken up by a technological marvel that holds your address book and calender-or would, but the batteries in it have died. And there's half a bottle of water, along with several snacks you saved from an airplane trip just in case you ever found yourself starving and unaccountably craving a piece of cheese that tastes like plastic. Perhaps you can fit your sneakers into your purse. Yes, by God, you can! Before you know it, your purse weighs twenty pounds and you are in grave danger of getting bursitis and needing an operation just from carrying it around. Everything you own is in your purse. You could flee the Cossacks with your purse. But when you open it up, you can't find a thing in it- your purse is just a big dark hole full of stuff that you spend hours fishing around for. A flashlight would help, but if you were to put one into your purse, you'd never find it."
-I Feel Bad About My Neck And Other Thoughts On Being A Woman, by Nora Ephron

STORY OF MY LIFE... or my many, many purses.

I never thought past 21. haha. My birthday was actually ok. It's funny because I already feel like I've reached the age where I don't feel like celebrating the inevitable passage of time.
I went to class in the morning and my history teacher explained Buddhism using Star Wars references. Extremely awesome in my book. After class, my sister and I went home and caught up on The City episodes which turned into watching stalker pap videos of Lauren Conrad. We are ridiculous. I didn't want to celebrate my birthday at all, but I was forced to do something so I settled on dinner with my family and Tim followed by my $35 birthday cake. Let me just say, this cake is amazing. AMAZING. Its basically chocolate cake, chocolate buttercream, cake, buttercream, cake, buttercream icing. Delicious and decadent and I feel very lucky that in these tough economic times that my family still made it happen for me. Gifts were also suprisingly good. Brooke got me yellow tulips, an american eagle gift card, and renewed my Cosmo subscription. My grandparents got me my Waterpik (!!!), new black ballet flats, and a forty dollar Target gift card. Bob got me cute little blue plaid flats with adorable cutouts which Tim got excited over because it will air out my stinky feet for a change. Haha. I got cards and cashola from my mom, my Aunt Diane, and Tim's parents... which seriously helps for Vegas! Laura drew this awesome recreation of Kate Moss in Jean Paul Gaultier for me to frame and hang in my room and Troi is taking me to get a pedicure and get "the biggest dreamsicle I can find in Vegas"- ummm yard dreasicle, here I come. Tim was the biggest surprise of all because I wasn't expecting anything since he had already taken me to see M. Ward for my bday. But he went above and beyond and got me an H&M gift card and is taking me to pick out a hard guitar case for my acoustic. sooo excited!
I spent my birthday night hanging out with Tim. After a minor disturbance, we had a great night. We watched Steve Wozniack on Dancing With The Stars, The City, and Anthony Bourdain's return to Vietnam. It was wonderful to cuddle on the couch with him since we didnt see each other much the previous week and to eat my cake.

Yesterday I went to lunch with Troi and Brooke at La Cab where our favorite waitress brought me ice cream and sang to me. It was wonderful. That afternoon was spent packaging swaptree books and DVDs and running errands before spending endless hours in the library studying for my history exam. The test went well today and I went to have lunch and do some shopping with Laura. I bought a gorgeous robin's egg blue cardigan and had a pretty good time catching up with her. The afternoon was spent lying on my living room floor reading Eclipse. I tore through the last 350 some pages in a couple hours. I can't decide what to read next... probably Three Cups of Tea and I'm also getting Reading Lolita in Tehran.

I get to see Tim tomorrow! Excited!

ummmm... yup yup.

First off, it's crazy how the mainstream media has picked up on twitter in the past couple weeks. I've had mine for almost a year. Craziness. Tim's had his for even longer.

So I'm house/dogsitting for my mom this weekend. It has been quite the experience. I'm taking care of four dauchsunds, three of which are under a year old. My mom wants me to be here pretty much all the time with them because they haven't adapted to this new house yet. So yesterday, I basically dicked around online, did history reading, read twilight, ate tortillas, and walked the dogs. Everything was going ok until I wanted to go to sleep and they all decided to stay up all night barking and crying because they weren't in bed with me. I buried my head in my blankets, but still only ended up getting about four hours of restless sleep. Also, I had a really good conversation with Tim last night. I'm really happy with our relationship. He's so patient with me. I've been awake since seven this morning. Damn daylights savings time. I didn't want to spring forward at all.

So I woke up and got up to check on the puppies and they literally had shit all over the floor and torn apart their (used!) puppy pee pads. good god. So the first hour of my morning was spent scrubbing floors and cleaning up poop. Classy. I don't really mind. I love animals, it just sucked that I had to do it that early. My mom thought it was hilarious.

After that I tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't really get there so eventually I got up and went to get doughnuts and jamba. After only eating tortillas yesterday, I decided I needed some sort of "real" food. Problem is, I haven't had much of an apetite recently. Like eating is just not worth it or something.

I went to donut depot (old skool!) and the guy gave me a free doughnut. Awesome. Got jamba and spent some time driving around the conejo valley with my windows down and rilo kiley in the cd player. Came home and walked the dogs again, or I walked Joey and Freddie walked me. I spent some time playing with Lola and Fiona (who are in heat and keep humping each other.) Now I'm back to alternately staring at the dogs and watching the Kardashians marathon.

Tomorrow I turn 22. I can't believe it. It has been the cause of much anxiety. 22 is ollldddd. I really dont want to do anything for my birthday except eat my cake, watch Gossip Girl, and cuddle with Tim.

I wonder what I'm getting because I really haven't told anybody anything.

Should be interesting.

Definitely one of the best songs off of the self-titled album. This is a random, but beautiful recording. Thank you youtube!

http://www.fabsugar.com/2888410

Why do I have to be unemployed nowwwwwwww?!

I simply do not have $415 to spend on this gorgeous eyewear. My old Marc Jacobs and Versace will have to do.

sigh.

Wednesday night was such a good night. I picked Tim up from work at sixish and we went and got Tacos Por Favor to go. I have to say... best quesadilla/guacamole I have ever had. We ate our dinner at the loft while watching Diggnation. I heart Kevin Rose. And it made me maybe want the new Kindle...maybe. I definitely can't afford it right now, but I love the convenience of it. The downside is that I love books. I love holding books, turning pages, etc. I strange, I realize, but there's something deeply personal and special about reading a book and I'm not sure that I would get that same feeling from a device.

Anway, after dinner we had an intense cuddling sesh, that was nothing if not recharging and exactly what I needed. We left the condo around nine and headed to Hollywood to go see M. Ward. I was so excited. Its literally on my life list to see M. Ward headline a show. CHECK! We saw him at The Music Box, which just made it that much better- its such an awesome venue... huge open floor area, large upper balcony, and a really awesome rooftop bar with views of hollywood. Saw the doctor from Nip/Tuck there too. Random.

M. Ward was amazing. So good, just a top notch musician. Nothing I could write in this entry could even begin to describe the musical experience. He played about 30 songs which was unbelievable. Just when I thought the show couldn't get any better, he brought Zooey Deschanel out on stage. She was dressed in the prettiest pink ruffled frock and I just died of happiness and obsession. She sang a couple She & Him songs before fading into a back up singer for M. Looking back, I feel like I should have expected her to be there, but I didn't. It was really special, because Tim and I got to see one of She & Him's first concerts last summer in a movie theater but later decided against seeing them again because ticket prices got so costly. So it was cool to get a mini She & Him show at the concert. But back to Ward, amazing. He even played "Roll Over Beethoven." Now I saw Chuck Berry in concert when I was in high school and although Ward wasn't as good as the original, he sure as fuck gave Berry a run for his money.

Overall, it was fantastic. The best birthday present Tim could have given me, no question.

That night we spent some time playing with the cat before going to sleep. Also rootbeer comes in weird bottles.

My grandma just came in here and screamed at me saying my bathroom is disgusting because I left my jeans on the floor. Oh my fucking god.

Yesterday I scrapbooked for the first time in forever. I am so far behind its ridiculous. I also watched Vicky Christina Barcelona. What a gorgeous, wonderful film. The acting, cinematography, everything is just breathtaking. Also I am Millionaire Matchmaker addicted.

And I love my discussion group for history. It really suprised me but everyone is really smart, insightful, funny, and patient. We all have helped each other tackle the material really well. Kudos to our professor for putting us together.

Starting tomorrow I'm dogsitting my mom's four dauchsunds... should be quite the experience. :]

I almost completely wasted today. It was bad. I watched a lot of television- way too much. It's too easy to get sucked into The Real Housewives. The good news is I found more books, clothes, and random junk to get rid of. I'm trying to not be so weighed down by material items. It makes me feel so overwhelmed sometimes. I'm super lucky to be able to have a huge living room area, master bed, and master bath to myself, yet I rarely feel like its my sanctuary partially because of the massive amount of stuff I've accumulated during my life.

So I'm trying to pick through it. Because really, aside from my wardrobe, my books, and my pictures, what else do I really need?

money. I need to find a job.

I'm struggling with the concept of taoism right now, hopefully tomorrow's class will provide some much needed insight.

I also hope I can sleep tonight.

And M. Ward tomorrow and cuddling with my sweet, sweet boyfriend.

Ok Jason (Bachelor guy) stop crying. I don't understand when guys cry when they were the ones that fucked up. If you can't tell, I was a Molly fan.

Today flew by in a swirl of nothingness. I slept through class- nice I know. Had breakfast in bed and spent hours poring over fashion sites. Then I got caught up in Eclipse before going to lunch with Troi and Brooke. We had delicious food then headed over to Payless. I bought a pair of gladiator heels for nine bucks. (When I got home I realized that my shoes were actually supposed to be $25 but they mischarged me. I feel bad about it, but maybe its the universe's way of cheering me up. I also got silver mirrored flats to go with a dress that I got at Aerie last week. After shoe shopping, we went back to Troi's to play Cooking Mama.

We drove home around five and Brooke seriously fell asleep on the twenty minute car ride. haha.

I really have nothing productive to show for the day. Oh well.

I have shoes. :]

Versace announced at Milan Fashion Week that they are bringing back their lower line entitled "Versus." Versace is starting the relaunch with a new accesories line designed by British designer Christoper Kane. The Versace brand intends to launch the apparel coordinate line in Spring 2010 under Donatella's designs. The current accesories capsule showcases shoes, handbags, and steel jewelry. The color scheme of black, white, and silver lends itself to the rebellious nature of Versus, echoing back to its late eighties, early nineties roots.
Leave it to Versace to expand, when everyone else is downsizing. Not that I'm complaining about affordable Versace design.