Filed under: a few of my favorite things, party star | Tags: badass supremo, disco dancing, halloween costume, it's the claaaaaw, one two i'm coming after you
i ultimately decided that creeping out my friends with gruesome make-up and claws for hands is way too much fun to pass up.
so i went as fredericka krueger — or miss freddie for short.
what you can’t see are my fishnet stockings and an undying desire to disco dance with my claw, thus making me what one dude proclaimed, “a totally not scary freddy krueger.”
whatever. i was still badass. were you able to scoop out jello shots with a blade all night? yeah. didn’t think so.
intimidation is my middle name.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, celebrity worship, obscure pop culture references, party star, perfectly impossible | Tags: always feel like somebody's watching me, birthday, britney spears, fun times, halloween costume, lady gaga, scary carrie
i have a problem with Halloween: it only falls once a year.
and it’s in 10 days.
now i don’t know about you, but i LOVE dressing up, and i try to go balls to the wall for every event*. my birthday party had a heaven and hell theme just so i’d have an excuse to wear a feather boa, halo and false eyelashes (which i threw across the bar at the end of the night in a fit of excitement, but that’s beside the point).
so, basically, my problem is that i can’t narrow my choices down to one costume. i know, i know, it’s on a weekend this year, so technically, i can have two costumes. however, you might remember that i’m poor and costumes are not cheap.
i’m also extremely competitive, and i’m constantly trying to one-up myself in the halloween arena. i want something creative and somewhat original, which is why my lady gaga costume is out the window. (seriously, do you know how many hits i get on this blog for “lady gaga costume?” there are going to be some outraegous ladies out there this year…)
so here i am, anxiously counting down the days (like i do every october), and realizing i have too many ideas, but nothing that excites me like the carrie costume:
scary carrie, 2008
or the britney costume:
pregnant britney, 2006
i’ve got a lot of fake blood left over from last year, and i’m leaning toward freddy krueger just to scare the crap out of my friends the whole night. but i also wouldn’t mind using my snuggie (crazy cat lady slash wizard?), carrying my booze in a starbucks’ cup (olsen twin?) or creating an outfit from scratch (the geico money?).
sigh. i hate you, Halloween. almost as much as i love you.
*to the lovely couple: thank you for an awesome party!** i would’ve dressed up, but i didn’t want to steal your thunder. so i wore sassy red shoes and stole jp’s beer instead.
**to everyone else in attendance: lovely to meet you, but i’m far too lazy to link to all 50 of you. you were all fabulous, and i’m looking forward to future weddings, birthdays and celebrations
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, bestest friends, family first, journalicious, party star | Tags: bestest friends, california knows how to party, chelsea lately, conan o'brien, drink drank drunkity drunk drunk, los angeles, mac and cheese should be its own food group, post vacation blues, san diego, vacation mode
the grass is greener in california. the sky is bluer, the sun is brighter, the mac and cheese is cheesier, the people are happier, the activities are morer (copyright: me*). all i really need to say is — my vacation was fabulous, and i want to go back.
in no particular order, this is what i did:
spent time with some of my favorite college friends.
reminisced a LOT with said college friends.
ate sushi.
almost got kicked out of a bar for taking my shoes off.
went to conan and chelsea.
rewatched and tried to find myself on both conan and chelsea.
drank beer.
drank wine.
drank sake.
drank champagne.
drank tequila. at disneyland.
got lost looking for an entrance to a secret in-n-out.
finally ate in-n-out (animal style, with a neopolitan shake**)
drove in tons of LA traffic.
navigated LA traffic without a map.
almost left my mom on the side of an LA freeway because she was driving me crazy.
took a ferry to coronodo island.
saw the grey’s anatomy set.
went to a 21-and-older movie theater and drank blue moon.
didn’t exercise.
didn’t think about work.
there’s more.
but i think this list is too long.
and no one even reads lists.
*actually, copyright urban dictionary. who knew?
** you are welcome.
Filed under: my melody, party star, perfectly impossible | Tags: lady gaga, money, pop star, pumpkin spice lattes, shopping, sparkly things, vino
the gaga concert was fantastic. and sequiny. it made me want to drop everything and become a fun-loving, international pop star. except i lack the necessary singing/dancing/entertaining skills and the interesting yet tragic back story. so maybe i’ll just drop everything and go shopping at forever 21 for metallic leggings and feathery headbands.
but i don’t get to go shopping. because i’m brokety, broke, broke. so the shine in my life must come from cheaper alternatives.
enter home-brewed coffee with a dash of pumpkin pie spice to replace my much-anticipated fall favorite bevvy at starbucks. a library card to fuel my literary genius side. home manicures instead of fancy pampering sessions. ratty highlights with a solid three inches of dirty blonde roots. three-buck chuck in the comfort of my home vs. $45 bottles at fancy restaurants. cup o noodle and saltines for lunch.
all of these changes to my routine — all these sacrifices — and i’m still doing the paycheck-to-paycheck dance.
ah, the life of luxury and glitter. why must you be so alluring, yet so impossible to achieve?
Filed under: celebrity worship, my melody, party star | Tags: concert, crazy couture, halloween, lady gaga, mtv movie awards, true blood
you should know by now that i’m a teenage girl at heart.
therefore, it should be no surprise to you that i’m going to the lady gaga concert tonight and i’m SUPER STOKED!!!
now, let me just be a snooty music fan for a minute and point out that i’ve liked lady gaga since before it was cool to like lady gaga. i liked her when she had dark hair and the castlemonkey thought she was hot. i actually have vintage gaga in heavy rotation on my ipod, and i’ve been considering a gaga halloween costume since march (mostly because i don’t like wearing pants, but that’s beside the point).
but it wasn’t until her mtv movie awards performance that i got really excited to see her — she’s crazy and she’s nuts and it’s going to be fabulous show.
now watch her do the dirty dirty with hottie vampire eric and be excited with me:
Filed under: celebrity worship, my melody, party star | Tags: dance dance revolution, drink, drink drank drunkity drunk drunk, i heart britney spears, i'm a teenage girl at heart, teenybopper for life
booze, circus tricks, midgets and glitter — the girl knows how to win over a crowd.(although the alcohol consumption may have been self-inflicted.)
i’m not ashamed to say i am and always have been a die-hard britney spears fan, and i’m DEFINITELY not too proud to say i was at her show on Tuesday night (but no, I didn’t hear her say “Merry Christmas” — i was too busy singing/screaming/dancing along.). it was a raging good time and if you ever get a chance to see her perform — DO IT. you will not be disappointed. unless you’re there purely to hear live vocals — but let’s be honest. no one goes to a b. spears show to hear her pretty voice.
and no, the girl in that picture is not me — but i’d be lying if i said i didn’t plot to steal her awesomeness.
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, bestest friends, party star, sporty spice | Tags: alex ovechkin, drin, drink drank drunkity drunk drunk, hockey rocks my face off, washington capitals
i kinda heart hockey. it’s a relatively new discovery, but i totally rock the red whenever i can. I’ve found that this makes me really cool and starts lots of conversations (which is almost unfortunate, since I don’t really understand the rules other than puck goes in goal and, unlike soccer, you can check your opponents.) it also get me lots of free tickets — like tonight. i’m going to be sitting in the second row, center of the rink, and i’m TOTALLY STOKED!!!! i’m popping DR’s hockey cherry and i’m going to convert her into a hockey fan and we’re going to drink beer and it’s going to be TOTALLY AWESOME!!
Also, I was here*:
*and by here, i mean i missed the goal because i was too busy eating my hot dog and dropping my wallet 30 feet below the bleachers and i actually missed the whole thing. but the rest of the crowd enjoyed it quite a lot.
Filed under: bestest friends, geek chic, party star, work and play | Tags: ball, blog, blog-ilicious, d.c., dance, denver, drink, inauguration, lazy, sloth, work
i showered today. and then i promptly put on the same sweats i’ve been wearing for three days and settled onto the couch for a hard day of work and inauguration watching.
while many of my friends and co-workers risked their lives to metro into the city for the event, i selected to stay in. by now, you’ve prolly figured out that i no likey the bitter cold.
however, i really hate working from home.
i know, “boo hoo hoo, i can work anywhere that has an internet connection; woe is me, i can stay in my jammies all day” — but seriously. i feel like a sloth. when i shut down my computer at 5, all i want to do is crawl back into bed and sleep until morning. when i finally pull myself off the couch to eat, i grab something carby and disgusting. and the working out i was bragging about last week? yeah… no. haven’t done it since. the fact that i bathed this morning (granted, it was maybe 33 seconds long) is pretty amazing.
i’m actually thoroughly looking forward to going back into the office tomorrow.
i’m even more looking forward to NOT going into the office on Thursday and flying to denver to see lyd and conebone for a long, much-needed weekend* away.
*not that my weekends here have been bad lately — just really busy. having an awesome surprise guest, meeting up with an awesome not-surprise guest, helping DR move, eating lots of pizza, battling the tourists to get to the bloggerational ball in adam’s morgan where i met many fabulous d.c. bloggers who know how to drink and dance** — i’m ready for a relaxing weekend.
**sorry guys, there’s no way i can link to everyone. i spent the better half of yesterday updating my google reader to include everyone i met — there’s no way i could add links to this post without forgetting someone. i’d rather people didn’t find out what a jerk i am just yet… it was fantastic to meet such truly funny and fun people. Thanks for a great time!
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, family first, obscure pop culture references, party star, the cat's meow, work and play | Tags: aunt, bizzi, christmas time, christmas tree, dyyyying, even my cat loves gossip girl, gifts, presents, ugly sweater party
i just opened the last box on my advent calendar…. yea for Christmas!
it took me a while to get in the spirit this year, mostly because i didn’t realize it was december until we were already two weeks in. then, just as i was geared up for the holidays — including creating this nifty lil number for our ugly sweater party (my roommate calls it “The Lil’ Orphan That Tried”) — i was knocked out with the vicious stomach plague that seems to be making the rounds. Once I recovered from that, I was blessed with a death cold, which is now gracing me with its presence.
However, what’s a shortage of breath and a plethora of earaches and snot when it’s finally Christmas Eve?! i thought i’d be depressed today since this is my first Christmas away from my family, but i’m surprisingly pretty jolly. my nieces unfortunately will have to miss out on their annual holiday activities with Auntie Claus, but they should be receiving their Christmas cash just in the nick of time for me to keep wearing my Cool Aunt badge. i’m also pleased to say that i finished all of my shopping yesterday on my lunch break — after starting it yesterday on my lunch break… (ahem, except of course for those of you who have been randomly selected to be a part of my inaugural New Year’s Gifts from Flippy Program. you can expect to see your gifts sometime before Dec. 31, 2009. and they might not be gifts at all. they might just be hugs. or beer. i’ve found that the two are pretty interchangeable.)
we’ve got free food covering every inch of the office until 3:01 p.m., when free booze magically appears in my hands and my belly. i love Christmas.
and now, a present to all of you, using my newly found talent for quickly and sloppily using Microsoft Paint:
my cat wishes you a very "Meowy Christmas. Hope it's PURRRRRRfect!" (don't worry -- in real life, she has legs.)
Filed under: a few of my favorite things, bestest friends, celebrity worship, family first, fear and loathing, geek chic, obscure pop culture references, party star, sporty spice, work and play | Tags: beach, blackberry, bootcamp, boxing, bridesmaid, chuck klosterman, dad, dreams, dress, facebook, fast food, gym, office space, phobia, raccoons, ridiculous, sauna, summer, vacation, weight, wine, workout
i’m in the office on a saturday, and it’s not the worst thing in the world (although visions of bill lumberg are dancing in my head). in fact, i finally have time for some bloggy TLC.
i worked out five times this week. it’s become less of a chore and more of a way to unwind. (i think i’m addicted to my gym’s sauna.) with that said, i’m not losing any weight after nine solid weeks of quitting chik fil a and co. this wouldn’t be such a bad thing (i’m only a lil round), but i have to squeeze into an already-too-snug bridesmaid dress in less than a month. said dress is 3,000 miles away from me, so I don’t exactly have time to get it altered before the big day. (is it sad that i’m this stressed about a big day that’s not even *my* big day? the bride thinks it’s pretty sad…)
anyway, long story short, i’m not giving up on this workout kick no matter what kind of bad news mr. scale wants to throw my way. i feel better, right? (insert eye roll here.)
i did have to give up my dreams of becoming a championship boxer, though. after my free class (which was awesome), i would’ve had to purchase a membership to continue. unfortunately for my wallet, a membership costs $75/month with a minimum 12-month commitment — excluding the additional costs for equipment. sigh. guess i’ll have to stick to less conventional means of drunkenly wrestling with my friends (yes, plural. sorry, wools — you’re no longer the last person i beat up).
non-related somewhat noteworthy topics:
last weekend, i went to the beach. next weekend, i’m going to the beach. next year, i think i’ll move to the beach. in the meantime, i’m looking past the scattered thunderstorms to a summer filled with enjoying this.
i got a crackberry. picture me mobile blogging.
i heart chuck klosterman. i just started “IV: a decade of curious people and dangerous minds,” which begins with an essay about britney circa 2003 — how could i not heart him? seriously, though, his books are hilarious. (yes, i’m the creepy girl laughing out loud while she reads in public.) do yourself a favor and go buy “killing yourself to live” right this instant.
i just found out my dad reads my blog. (hi, daddy!) this is still nowhere near as bad as when he and my mom joined facebook. or as bad as the last family vacation we all took together, but that’s an entirely different story that i’ll probably never tell.
my phobia of raccoons has become ridiculously exploited. i guess this is what i get for having ridiculous phobias.
speaking of ridiculous, i’ve been ridiculously boring in my weeks of silence, and i think that’s all the updates i’ve got for ya. i’ve even toned down my drinking in the wake of my bridesmaid bootcamp activities, so the embarrassing stories that i usually don’t publicly write about are pretty much nil. (seriously, pithy — that bucket o wine was a myth.)
