always where i need to be

lots going on!

first off, i'm pretty psyched and starting to believe that all of that stuff from "the secret" is starting to work. or maybe not. either way, while i'm still desperately searching for a job, i got a paid freelance position writing for the NH Visitors Guide about entertainment venues in the state. yes sir!

i went strawberry picking at this great farm in hollis the other day, and despite staining my new sandals by accidentally stepping on squished berries (smart move, i know), it was such geeky fun. and they have cherry picking in july! hooray.

...and this past saturday, i went to my cousin anna's high school graduation party. good times. as with any of my family get-togethers, it included a kitchen dance party to "superfreak" and "it's raining men" along with my aunts and cousins...complete with putting cake frosting on our noses and holding flowers in our teeth. anna's friends even joined in and proclaimed it "the best graduation party ever!" of course it was...my family don't play. i tried my hand at volleyball for the first time since middle school and surprisingly didn't suck as much as i used to, and also discovered the wonders of "rock band," where i sang to foo fighters' "learn to fly." i'm addicted to this damn game, and need it immediately.

we've been having thunderstorms here for the past two days, and it's absolutely lovely. it's the only time i reeeally enjoy rain.

oh, where did my manners go?

as i've quickly discovered, the post-college "so what are you going to do now??" often asked by friends and relatives is just as painful and torturous as the post-high school "so where are you going to college?" and each time, i'm reminded how i haven't decided yet. i'm just enjoying my summer, folks, thanks! that, and checking mediabistro religiously along with thousands of other grads. that's what i'm doing now! i just applied to work for disney in california....mmk.

last week, i went to see this free screening of an upcoming movie with rainn wilson from "the office," called "the rocker." baaasically, an 80s metal has-been joins his teenage nephew's band, and hilarity and success ensue. it was decent, but i was glad i didn't pay money for it....although teddy geiger was some nice lil' eye candy (pretty sure he's legal...uhhh.) friday was drinks at an outdoor bar down on the waterfront- like literally, there were no walls. it was kind of odd and meat-markety. whatevs.

anyways, seeing that it is just about summertime, my guilty pleasures are aboundin'. but i mean, i'm never that guilty about them anyways, so it's cool:

1. carrie underwood's new song, "last name." jacob, back me up on this one! i truly hate country music, but this song just wins my heart. the chorus when she's all "oh-no-what-have-donnnne?" genius. it's even better than that gem "before he cheats."

speaking of songs, i'll lump this one in too: "shake it" by metro station. fronted by miley cyrus' brother (yes, really) and oddly enough, the brother of one of her "hannah montana" co-stars, i can't stop singing the fucking song all day and night. it's such bad electro-pop crap, but i've fallen victim to its charms. thanks, mtv hits.

2. trying to practice that kind-of silly stuff in that book the secret. i heard about it on oprah, and basically, it says if you want something, you just have to visualize yourself having it for a few minutes each day, and the universe will find a way to help you get it. kind of squirrelly, but those bitches talking about their miracle stories on the show convinced me!

3. the return of "so you think you can dance" and "last comic standing." so good. i mean, it's shit like this that makes me so, so sad that i got out of dance in college:



SERIOUSLY GUYS!

y'all come back now

i'm back, i'm back! after an almost two-week vacation with the folks down to savannah, georgia and charleston and hilton head island, south carolina, i have returned with: something resembling an actual tan, a borderline obsession with sweet tea and pralines, and a profound hatred for books on CD. i'm postin' pics on facebook and whatnot.

highlights (and lowlights) included:

- a creepy/probably mentally disturbed gas station attendant in new jersey that blabbed on about pretzel factories for the entire time it took to fill the gas tank. uh, neat?!

- the big chicken filet at hardee's

-a group of young black children blatantly laughing at me in a mall in florence, south carolina...for what reason, i still don't know. probably the fact that i was wearing silver shoes. had to be it.

-savannah:
- this is paula deen country, folks! everything seems to be associated with her- i.e., my family stumbles into "uncle bubba's oyster house" for dinner, and suddenly we realize it's apparently owned by paula's brother. we ate outside and the food was good and all, but there were stray cats running around the deck which was kinda of sad and eventually just creepy.
- taking an old-fashioned trolley tour around the town, and seeing a lot of old houses which were adorable.
-PRALINES.
-a really cool civil war fort, Fort Pulaski, where this nerdy lil' ranger gave us a history lesson and we saw an alligator.
- a billboard near this really tacky beach community that proclaimed "LET'S TALK GOD!"
- suggesting that we eat at this local southern chain called carey hilliard's, and being horribly wrong about assuming that it could be good. this place was a combination of bickford's and roy rogers, and had a whole platter of "barbecue" advertised on the menu. what they meant by "barbecue," i can only guess. meat, i hope?

-hilton head island
-swearing i saw jacob from defunct boy band o-town on the drive there (the plates were florida, people...the 14 year-old inside me screamed for joy)
-the beach
-the beach
-the beach
-the best she-crab soup of my life
-oh, and watching a sweet thunderstorm from the hotel balcony.

-charleston
- the downtown area and even more historic houses, hooray!
- this english pub where you could decorate a dollar bill and put it up on the wall. must have been thousands or somethin'!
-the hotel's outdoor patio bar...strawberry daquiri plz.
-kind of anti-climactic. i liked savannah better.

holy crow, i love this hot weather. heading back to boston on tuesday to uh, bum around, i mean, um...look for a job. i'm applying to bravo and martha stewart living in NYC and anything else that looks remotely interesting. but then there's that whole grad school thing too, which i should hear about in the next week or so. first things first! i'm just gonna drink some sweet tea and let everything work itself out.

why take it fast? i take it slow.

i graduated on monday, so there's that. congrats to everyone else that has/will soon!

surprisingly, despite having to wait for an hour and a half in the basement of the wang theatre, the ceremony really wasn't bad, and in fact, it was pretty funny courtesy of a hilarious speech by our 30-something year-old valedictorian and the commencement speaker who was the president of mtv. so emerson. i didn't fall, and they pronounced my last name right! guess they listened to my message on the "pronounciation hotline" after all.

i went on my first (and strangest) job interview yesterday at an ad agency in the backwoods of connecticut. oh my god, it was in an office park. oh my god, i felt like i was thrown back into 1992. oh my god, there was a creative department of four people and i would be replacing the one writer they had. oh my god, i wore a nice top and sweater and pinstripe pants and the creative director remarked, "oh, i'm glad you didn't dress up."what the eff?! oh my god, i had to sit through their awful reel of TV ads with him. no. can i get into grad school now?

graduation party this weekend, then off to the south on my birthday next week. hooray!

p.s. david c. or david a. for the win on idol?! i'm calling cook, though archuleta killed it last night.

shut up and let me go!

welp, i FINALLY finished my VCU application the other day...and all 2o writing assignments later, it feels pretty good. i do sort of wish that i had applied earlier, though, since i'll have about two weeks from when i find out if i got in to find a place in richmond and move down there. ohhh well.

i went out with alissa last night in celebration/sadness of her moving to florida (but hey, i might be down south soon enough, too) and in our grand tradition of drinks and dessert at chain restaurants, we went to longhorn. pomegranate martinis and golden nugget fried cheesecake? yes PLEASE (i know it sounds kind of gross together, but it was glorious.)

on the book front, i just finished how starbucks saved my life, which is coincidentally about a guy who got laid off from his big-wig job at an ad agency in nyc in his early 60s- gee, that makes me really optimistic- and then has nowhere to turn besides a job as a barista at starbucks. he's the only old white guy amongst a bunch of young black kids, and it's a pretty good story. but then, i started reading all of these bad reviews about it (it was a huge ad for starbucks, he just wrote the book so he could make enough money to stop working there, etc.) and it made me start doubting it. hey, he could still be sincere, right? riiiight?? whatever. now, upon the recommendation of my dear boyfriend who happens to have scary-similar taste in books, i've started but enough about me by rolling stone columnist jancee dunn, which is nothing short of hysterical so far.

also, has anyone bothered to check out the real world: hollywood yet? i haven't watched the damn thing since the san diego season, but i really think this one is so fantastic so far for some reason. the 'roided-up guido that already left for rehab? the tacky stripper without a heart of gold? the holier-than-thou male model that plays twisted tricks on his housemates? sign me up.

i'm still in a music drought for the most part, but there has been some light at the end of the tunnel as of late: a bunch of new phantom planet songs ("dropped" and "leave yourself for somebody else"), "showstopper" by the salteens, and um....yeah, actually that's about it. and the mtv hits channel has just been giving me some laughs.

i feel like i should have graduated like, a week ago. i literally can't wait to walk across that stage on monday.

an ode to the bitch at hair cosmopolitan.

i'm usually pretty even-keeled, and let things slide, but i need to sound off about this one because it happened today and it's fresh in my mind.

i'm so terribly, terribly sorry that my mom and i happened to wander into the store that YOU WORK IN at the pheasant lane mall, and that she interrupted your incredibly difficult task of thinking about which nail polish color to get when you replace your tips next week to politely ask where a certain hairspray was located. "did you look in the paul brown section?" you asked with a disgusted look on your face. well, we didn't SEE the paul brown section, idiot. that's why we're asking you. you groan, get up, and lead us over to the section, point at it, and walk away. thanks a million! i was already hating you, and you managed to make it so much worse.

when my mom finds the hairspray she was looking for, she realizes that they're missing the caps. as she walks by you again, she mentions this fact- again, really politely- and asks if there is anything you can do, because she doesn't want it to spray in the bag or dry out so it's unusable- at $12.50 a bottle, it's not a ridiculous thing to ask about. "i don't know, they just don't have caps. it's NOT going to dry out. it only does that if it's CLOGGED," you shoot back, in the snottiest tone imaginable. um, no. i chime in, "uh, yes it will dry out." "well, i don't know. we don't have caps," and you huff and turn your back to us. nice. "someone's got an attitude problem," my mom remarks to the guy working at the counter. "welcome to my world," he says.

listen, honey, i'm sure you were a hoot at beauty school, and think you're the queen bee of a mall salon in NEW HAMPSHIRE, but i just want you to know that you're an idiot. not to mention, it was totally awesome to sit there laughing at us as we walked out. go fry yourself in another tanning bed, and don't forget to re-bleach that hair. your roots are showing.

...in other news, i went to get my copywriting portfolio reviewed at some swanky lounge event a couple of nights ago, and despite being ridiculously nervous, i enjoyed free heineken, shirley temples, and mini-burgers and met some other aspiring young ad folks while we waited in limbo for three hours for our turn to meet with three creative directors. fortunately, they liked me, they really liked me! and i got some really positive feedback on my stuff. plus a free t-shirt and a stuffed monkey that flies. sweeeet deal.

come on kids, we're on the go now

to paraphrase a brilliant degrassi quote from a few weeks ago, "who's got two thumbs and is done with school?! this gal!" i must say, my last two presentations were fully anti-climactic, but i'm not complaining. time to frolic in the warm weather (once it ACTUALLY gets here), start my summer reading list, drink lemonade, and generally enjoy life before the real world rears its ugly head at me. holla.

on friday, my roommate erica and i finally got around to making it out to "my so-called 90s night" in allston, and it was the best time i've had in quite a while. well, minus the sketchballs that we let buy us beers and then promptly ditched when they asked us to dance- i know, i know, i'm cold. but "gangsta's paradise," "your woman," "semi-charmed life," and "mmmbop?" my rum-and-coke-addled brain could barely stand the sheer awesomeness of the playlist, and we danced 'til dawn...err, 2am. my favorite part was this dude who noticed me rapping the words to "what's my name?" by snoop dogg, and commented, "you CLEARLY know all of the words to this song," and checked in periodically with me to confirm who sang certain songs. too funny.

speaking of "mmmbop," i need to also take this time to acknowledge that (and i know, i've been saying this since 1997, but it's true) hanson is such a fucking sweet band. i've been hooked on their free itunes podcast called "taking the walk" that chronicles the making of their most recent album. which is interesting in its own right, but good lord, the things i would do to taylor.

also, my coffeemaker broke. bummmmmmer.

s.o.s

sup, folks.

um...seriously 4 days until school is kaput...exciting, but strangely frightening. and i literally decided a week ago to apply to grad school for the fall at virginia commonwealth university to get my master's in copywriting, and have huge application process to go through before june 2nd. neat! not to mention only about 25 kids get in per year, so my plan b is really like just another plan a. super neat! someone just hire me already. my ads are funny, dammit! or at least they crack me up. ugh.

oh well, at least i will be taking a nice vacation down to georgia and south carolina in about a month, and i might just stay there forever and become a southern belle. sunshine, heat, and chick fil-a every day?! sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me.

in other news, i'm also woefully in need of new music. i really hate everything i hear lately, so maybe it's just me. but my april playlist literally includes the jonas brothers....and that jordin sparks/chris brown song....and that madonna/justin timberlake song....and i'm almost debating on putting the new miley cyrus song but i just can't let myself cross that line. i know, i know, the situation is pretty dire. i also love the new real world season and that high school reality show on mtv called "the paper." i think i'm regressing, and that's totallyyyy fine.

anyone heard of this site, juicycampus? just horrible, but i can't get enough. like a real life gossip girl. i'm awful. speaking of gossip (kinda), is it just me or is everyone getting married/engaged/pregnant lately?! i can't handle it.

justin bobby wasn't on the hills premiere.

a fire alarm woke me up this morning. joy!

in general, life is pretty grand. i'm holding out on applying to jobs for a few more weeks because i'm certainly not planning on starting until about august 1st. givin' myself some time to max and reeeelax before i enter the working world for the rest of my life!

...and right now, i'm in that whole idealistic phase where i think that an ad agency is actually going to hire me as a junior copywriter without portfolio school...which can happen, i suppose. that's what i'm banking on anyway! i can make my own fake ads my damn self, thankyouverymuch. (p.s...shameless plug: my site)

my trip to visit zach in cincinnati was absolutely lovely, though of course i chose to travel just as the blizzard of the century started there. my flight wasn't cancelled or delayed, though, and the snow really didn't deter us from anything we wanted to do. went to kentucky to see black mountain, i stuffed my face with white castle, steak 'n shake, and cincinnati chili (god, i'm in love,) walked around downtown, and i tried sushi for the first time and liked it. basically, i ate my way through the city. uhhh-mazing.

because as i've determined, i'm the only one who watches it, i'm going on record to say that my american idol faves are david archuleta and david cook...surprise, surprise, i've come around to the nu-metal, daughtry-esque dude. i knew it was only a matter of time.

i feel like i've lost touch with so many of y'all. say hello or somethin'!

oh, and my headline was meant to remind me to mention how sad i was that there was no JB appearance on the hills a couple days ago. i might just stop watching the show! no, probably not.

give it to it

quick update...

-a movie trailer is going to be filmed in my apartment!

-i met my birthdad yesterday!

-i'm going to cincinnati to see zach on friday!

-i love my internship!

-hooray!

take this, all of you, and rock.

so, i met rob sheffield last night, and it was nothing short of glorious. combine that with a pre-book-signing dinner at zaftig's- an amaaazing jewish deli in coolidge corner, brookline- and you've got one lovely evening.

for those who aren't familiar (or don't know about my obsession with this man), rob is a contributing editor at rolling stone, and appears a bunch on those various vh1 shows. most importantly, he wrote this book, "love is a mixtape," which i've read twice now and cried like a little girl both times. anyways, he read a couple passages from the book, and waxed poetic about the long-lost art of mix tapes, among other things. he's hilarious.

i was bound and determined not to make a fool of myself when i met him (flashback to chuck klosterman last year...ugh), so i simply shook his hand, introduced myself, said that i was a big fan, and love the pop life column he does for rolling stone as well. "thanks, thanks! i'm working on one about rock of love right now," he responded. "oh my god, it's so trashy!" i blurted out. "i know, i know, sooooo trashy, but i love it! the best part is that they set it up as if he's really going to find the love of his life...but i still watch it!" i agreed, thanked him again, and exited gracefully as he said "nice meeting you, kim"...crisis averted!

also, i started my internship at arnold on tuesday in the brand promotions department, and it's absolutely amazing! i keep busy all day, and working at an ad agency is definitely just as cool as it sounds. plus, it's in the prudential center. holler.

yay for the weekend!

living in the white

i know, i know, i'm slipping already. sue me. 2008 has been dubbed the "year of chance" by some, and the "year of paradox" by others, so take your pick. i'm going to go with chance, due to some very positive recent (and chance!) turns that my personal life has taken since the dawn of the new year...if you're that desperate to know, i'll fill you in privately as it's hardly blogging fodder at this point.

also, i think i've been watching too much hgtv, because it has me way too excited about purchasing my first home and furnishing it....regardless of the fact that i have almost zero funds to make such an idea happen. thus, the granite countertops and two-sided fireplaces will have to wait. ah, well... a girl can dream!

also, i've been kiiiind of toying with the idea of losing my bangs...y/n?!

random thoughts...

ron paul is a crazy old man.

it's pouring out.

you should listen to the new meneguar album.

i want to win the lottery.

life is good.

to the beat, y'all

this year's christmas preparations have made me realize how much i really do enjoy baking/cooking...when i actually get enough motivation to see it through, AND when i'm in a suitably sized kitchen with a dishwasher and an oven that bakes evenly and doesn't instill in me fears of combustion during the time i'm waiting for my bread/cake/cookies to finish (read: not my apartment kitchen- it's cute, but sadly lacks these features).

i went to town this year with the holiday treats at home- cheese log cookies, spritz cookies, and mud bars that somehow went awry but still tasted pretty darn good. only problem is, i keep eating them and i can't stop. now, i feel like the only way to remedy the situation is, uhh, to eat 'em all. that's fine.

anyways, i'm pretty psyched at some of my gifts, especially the new, not-scratched-and-fucked-up-i-pod, a dock for it, some sweet duds, and also a lil' teapot with a cosy that keeps it warm...goddd, between that and the crossword puzzles, i'm such a granny. i'm not fighting it.

umm...also, my favorite song of the moment is "hot bed" by the whigs, three dudes from georgia who play straight-up 90s indie rock...except, like, it's not the 90s! check it out.


p.s. if this man is the father of JLS' baby i am going to cry....because i'm laughing so hard.

oh heyyyy

so, since i have a glorious, school-free month to basically do whatever i want, i've decided that this would be a good time to return to the blogging world. i can't make any promises, but, uh, i'll try to stick with it this time, alright?!

if i haven't talked to you in forever, think of this as my little christmas card, minus the tacky sweaters and santa hats.

i've been home in NH since saturday, and am sitting here, snowed in and drinking coffee (with coffeemate vanilla cinnamon creamer that tastes weirdly like spearmint...don't think i'll be trying that again) and watching ellen. oh, and the fireplace is going...seriously, probably in the top five things i miss when i'm in my apartment.

life is pretty much fantastic right now in all ways. okay, i still haven't been able to grasp the concept that i'm graduating from college in may. i mean, seriously? yuppiedom is totally upon me, considering my recent obsession with hgtv's "house hunters" and transition from the junior's department to the INC collection at macy's. pretty disturbing stuff, but i think i'll manage.

basically, boston has been nothing but amazing in the year and a half or so i've been here, and i'm definitely planning on staying for a while after i graduate. since last may, i've been interning at the metro, a daily paper here, writing the arts and entertainment listings and the occasional rock band feature. so that was pretty much brilliant. i scored an internship for next semester at arnold worldwide, an advertising agency, in the brand promotions department, so i'm also thrilled about that.

i jet-setted to vegas for a weekend in october to celebrate jen's 21st birthday and it was filled with much merriment, tackiness, and, uh, plentiful spirits. highlights included seeing cirque du soleil's raunch-tastic "zumanity", gettin' pretty lucky on the slot machines- i'm addicted to deal or no deal- and hittin' up that swanky club LAX, where a large black bouncer egged me on as i rapped along to "n 2gether now" and we just missed seeing criss angel (gaaaaahh), paris hilton, and LC from the hills. curses! there's always next time. so fun though.

oh yeah! there is a wonderful boy in my life, y'all (well, he's been there for quite a while now!). most know the story already, but i'm quite ecstatic 'bout it. so three cheers for that!

other assorted pop culture tidbits that i would like to mention but don't feel like discussing at length right now:
-everyone needs to go see juno 'cause it's GOOD.

-speaking of teen pregnancy...jamie-lynn spears getting knocked up = story of the damn year??! honestly, that family is a trainwreck that just gets better and better to watch as time goes on.

-i don't think anyone besides me is watching clash of the choirs, but i don't care because it's like sister act III and i love it. i mean, michael bolton conducting an uplifting rendition of "ain't no mountain high enough"? come on now.

-cisco adler....i mean, i really don't have anything to say about him but he just needs to be a constant presence in my life.

anything else, folks?? i'm serious about stickin' with this.

"get the pepperoni!"

whoops, sorry, i kinda almost forgot about this thing. let's bring everyone up to speed:

-my thanksgiving was disastrous. all due to the fact that it was not held by my mom and dad, but instead we all were forced to go to western mass to my cousin's house, where i ate turkey that they cooked on WEDNESDAY (who does that...seriously?) and cold stuffing with sausage in it. plus, i missed the parade because we were traveling. worst!

-upon my return to boston from thanksgiving break, laura and i decorated our fabulous apartment in fabulous holiday style while listening to an amazing christmas mix cd i prepared. we have fake candles on the window sills, an adorable little tree with colored lights and glitzy decorations, and snowflakes hanging on the windows. i want to cry when i look at it.

-i would produce pictures of said decorations, except for the fact that at some undetermined time after the rooney show, my digital camera dropped off of my desk into my trash can without my knowledge and i threw the damn thing away. neat!

-please, no one see that movie "deck the halls". kate, cori & i decided that it might be a cute holiday film...NOPE. it was just awful. way too over the top to be funny, and just...awful. not even matthew broderick or danny devito could save that shit.

-laura & i have been taking advantage of our cable lately and watching legends of the hidden temple pretty much every day. i really never realized how completely creepy kirk fogg is. he can't stop touching the children! ew.

all along the watchtower

HI. a few things. halloween was basically a bust this year. it all started on saturday, when laura, jenny, and i went to a masquerade at BU (not dressed in costumes, mind you) where phantom planet was playing. the event started at 10, so we got there accordingly. of course, we soon found out that the band was not actually playing until 12. WTF? we walked around the area for like an hour and a half, and while the performance was great, my view was severely obstructed by obnoxious girls in costumes with huge cumbersome wings that nearly knocked my eye out. fuck that. i got a good idea to be a "deal or no deal" model yesterday but i was kind of too lazy to make it happen. there's always next year.

it should be said that these past few days of hearing damage began on friday, when the three of us went to the steel train show at TT the bear's, since jenny knows one of the guys in the band. we played pool with him and it was pretty fun overall.

ummm, basically my roommate laura and i are obsessed with craigslist, but it's ok because it appears the rest of boston is, too. i first need to preface this with the fact that it had been my goal to have someone write a "missed connection" about me (this means that if you see someone cute on the subway, street, wherever, you can go on the site and describe what they looked like and that you thought you shared a "moment" or what have you in order to find them). ANYWAYS, i really wanted one. and i finally got one. except it was with a total fucking creep. so, i got out of marketing early one day and went to catch the T at boylston like usual to go home. as soon as the train pulls up, i lock eyes with this CREEP. i get on the train and sit down, and unfortunately said creep is sitting across from me smirking. no, wait, let me describe this man (whom i initially thought was a transsexual): long, fur-trimmed coat, huge bellbottoms (with the hideous fabric inserts on the bottom), spray-painted silver boots, dangly earrings, and stringy brown hair that was half in a ponytail. anyways, he is fucking smiling at me, and then the stupid train was taken out of service, meaning i needed to switch trains to go like, one stop. he friggin' FOLLOWED me onto the next train and then turned away from me, hunched over and reading some weird foreign book. ew. later that night, i go on to check the missed connections and read this:

"luminesint girl at boylston - m4w - 25. you: beautiful brunet beauty in purple top and jeans. i smiled at you and tryd to catch your eye a few times but im not sure if your interested. id like to get cofee with you sometime and talk. if you remember me please reply." NO sir. but i made up a fake e-mail to determine if it was the dude, and i get the following responses. i'm not making this up.

"my beautius brunet. i have thought of you. if this is
you the details are you where wereing a purple top and
jeans. you had beautiful brunet hare. i wanted to
aproach you but i didnt know if your intrested. id
really like to get cofee sometime."

"i was wereing silver boots and my rabit hare coat. i wanted to
aproach you but i didnt think your interested.
is this you my brunet beauty?"

"were are you my luminesint brunet? i realy want to get cofee with you.
are you intrested. please repond."

"brunet. i will not tell you again. repond."

after this last frightening message, i "reponded" and told him i wasn't his "brunet", even though i am. so creepy.  

on a lighter note, i went to see ben lee and rooney the other night at the paradise. it was an amazing show, and i got taylor locke's guitar pick from rooney/also had eye sex with him because i'm a 14 year old girl (he's baaasically my love, as you'll see the majority of the pics are of him, even though i felt awkward snapping pictures since he was standing in front of me and kept glancing over). oh well. i should get paid for this shit.

P.S. Laura heard our neighbor (the hot stoner jake gyllenhaal one) having an orgasm the other night,
no lie...she went down to take out the trash and heard this semi-awkward "guttural moaning", and
stopped on the stairs and heard it once more. we think he was probably alone.
that shit's hot. now we love him even more.

let me get what i want

i'm getting better at updating more often, sweet!

so...let's see. last sunday i saw michael ian black and michael showalter at the paradise with chris, and it was absolutely hysterical. both of them are so ridiculous, raunchy, and offensive in the best sense. i had a ton of fun. one of the highlights was most certainly when michael showalter played his "guilty pleasure" songs and one of them was "crash" by dave matthews band. his reaction: "yeah!! this song makes me want to get a white baseball cap, turn it backwards, buy a keg, date rape my girlfriend and wear one of those lance armstrong bracelets!" hahaha. sad but true. god i hate dmb. michael ian black is 10x hotter in person than on TV. i love him. that is all.

i went home this weekend and it was great to relax and shop and eat apple crisp. i bought my halloween costume which is like a poor man's cleopatra (see here), and the sales "woman" at the halloween store was most definitely a man. her (his) name was sydney and she was like "oh my god, that costume is perfect, because you have that GREAT cut...with the bangs and everything! you should try it on." so she basically forced me to try it on and then i came out to get my mom's opinion, and she was still lurking. "ohhhh joy!" was her reaction. WHO SAYS THAT? it was pretty amusing.

also, i went out to the common man for dinner and got crab cakes and they were brilliant.

i finally got decent pictures taken at paper this week! the dude from death from above 1979, mstrkrft, was dj-ing, and he pretty much sucked, but it was a really really fun time.











jenny & i! and myself and patrick from northeastern, looking insane.

the city's changed as much as a small city can...

ok, it's been far too long, blog. but practically everyone is home for the long weekend besides me (i'm going home next weekend instead), so this is the perfect opportunity to write in this lil' thing.

various musings:
-i didn't think i would be too happy about it, but i am actually welcoming fall with open arms. i always associate boston with this season for some reason, and it's absolutely gorgeous here right now. i've still been walking home from school for the past week or so and i love it.

-school's going great (well, besides me probably failing yesterday's stats test..uhhh?). i especially love my marketing class and my copywriting class is really challenging but for some reason the teacher really likes my stuff.

-the nightlife here is so brilliant! last weekend, jenny and i ventured out to allston to the pill at great scott and it was such a cool little rock bar- we saw some random band play, and then after a PBR or so, we danced to the smiths, stevie wonder, and various britpop...i was in heaven!! we also went to PAPER on thursday with two of her roommates and it was the best one yet- the dude from nightmare of you was DJing with Ultragrrrl (i have a book by her on playlists, so i knew she would have good taste). they friggin' played "Freedom" by george michael!! and i'm sure i was the only person in there that knew the words. oh well. we got two more pictures taken, but i haven't seen them yet. hopefully i fared better this time.

-what else? um, we went to a pretty cool jazz festival last saturday too after strolling down newbury street. woo!

-the new degrassi owns my life and everyone needs to watch it...k thanks.

-i made an actual chicken/stuffing dinner thing last night and could not believe i made such a delicious meal.

-laura and i love the woman at dunkin' donuts who knows our order every morning and has our coffees ready before we even get up to the register. holla.

a great fall playlist!

here are four songs that have been getting a lot of rotation from me lately, and they have a "fall" vibe to them (or at least they do to me). and you can download them all! golly gee, it's awesome.

french kicks- so far we are (this one's essential!)
paper moon- string of blinking lights
hot iqs- firecracker
tokyo police club- cheer it on

enjoy!

sam walton was a cheap, miserly motherfucker

honestly, i love boston so much. i've always been one to say "everything happens for a reason", which i definitely still believe, but regardless of whether this move was destined or not, i feel that it was totally the right decision and the freedom i feel right now is so wonderful. living in an urban environment is something i don't think i can get sick of.

rundown of the past few days because they have been AMAZING, even if they've turned me into a complete hag today.

thursday: thursday night, jenny, laura, and i ventured out to PAPER, a dance party of sorts on lansdowne street.

we were psyched to see protokoll play- this band has been one of my absolute favorites the past year (i highly recommend "moving forward" and "DNR"- listen to them!) and the night ended up being pretty surreal. the other day, i noticed a guy working in the bookstore who looked familiar. low and behold, it's the lead singer! only at emerson, i swear.

anyways, jenny and i went over to him after their set and were chatting, and he invited us to their van to drink some PBRs and such. we ended up just drinking and listening to music with him and a couple of the other band members and it was fabulous.

also, this crazy photographer man was chasing jenny & i around, and took some cobra-like picture which i totally fucked up because i was intoxicated and unsure of how to pose. like honestly, look. i'm such an asshole. SOMEONE CUT MY BANGS AND LIFT MY CHIN UP, please.


anyways, the night was totally worth it for staying out til 2:30 when we both had 10am classes, YEAH!

friday: it was my roomie laura's birthday on saturday, so we held a little fiesta on friday night. basically, this fiesta centered around degrassi, beer, and our obsession with our neighbor. oh, we also sent a myspace message to a kid we saw on MTV's "next".

but seriously, we are completely and totally consumed with our neighbor. we saved his apartment from water damage the other day (his smoke detector was going off because of a water leak when he wasn't home the other day, and we ran to the fire department and saved the day), and left him a note telling him what happened. he came up the stairs and thanked us and we fell in love even though we had encountered him briefly before. this man is in his late 20s, and looks like jake gyllenhaal, no lie. he's got a slurry, stoner voice and we want to fornicate with him, including jenny who doesn't even live here. he is a smoker and props the outside door open with his lighter. SIGH. anyways, in our wasted bliss we decided that a good idea would be to leave him a beer and ANOTHER note that read:

dear sean,
today is my 21st birthday, but this is a present for YOU. please accept this beer as a token of our neighborly love. we enjoy writing you notes, especially when intoxicated. in short, we're wasted.

sincerely,
laura and kim (the girls upstairs)

it was a brilliant affair. except he didn't reply :(

next week, chuck klosterman is coming to the BU barnes and noble...BOOYAH!

oh, and classes are fine and good.

becoming a speck

MAN!! so, i am currently sitting in my newfound urban digs in boston, and feel like i'm in some cheesy scene on some kind of awful hour long drama. anyways, it took about three full days to get to some degree of settled-ness, but things are finally feeling a lot more like home. our living room walls are still pretty bare, so i should have pictures by next week. the kitchen is friggin' adorable and looks like a 50's diner. i love boston, too. i've started to meet some great people even though classes haven't started yet, which i'm happy about.

now, for a few things:

- my roommate laura, our new friend jenny, and i decided to be sociable and attend this 80's music video lecture that was being held as part of orientation (yeah, this really is the school for me). when we entered, we were greeted by freakishly peppy orientation leaders and a roomful of shiny happy freshmen clapping and dancing to retro songs. we were scared. but the lecture was pretty interesting.

-i absolutely love living in the north end. when we open our windows, i want to run right down the street and eat italian food all day because it smells so delicious. i ate a chocolate covered cannoli the other night and it was amazing. just walking through my neighborhood makes me happy. but the other night i overheard some guy screaming "it was a shock to see her vagina". whaaaaaaaaaat.

-our downstairs neighbor is seriously the most cliche stoner neighbor EVER and i love it so much. he's like 27 and we met him when he stumbled out of his door at about 10 at night when we were coming in from somewhere and was like "uh, heeeey...new neighbors? yeeeah, uh, i 'll be around for like, a little while if you need any help...". alright, dude.

- jenny and i were discussing how while we stood out like sore thumbs at our previous schools for dressing all crazy-like, here we blend in like you wouldn't believe. just walking into emerson's main building, i feel like i've entered the twilight fashion zone. no, seriously, there's a facebook group here called "every week is fashion week at the little building". i've totally started to kick it up a notch.

-speaking of people here, i am baaaasically in lust with every boy i've seen thus far, both at the school and in the city in general. there's hair, and lots of it. absolutely perfect.

- i have to get used to 10 million more creepy men on the street and subway. ick.

- i got to see mary today, and we had a great time getting coffee and walking around!

ummm sidenote, we also get digital cable and i'm really excited that i can watch degrassi.

that is all for now. someone please recommend a good song because my september playlist is looking mighty empty.