alphabeat FANTASTIC!

i once jacked their album cover art because i liked it...that was before i realized how glam they were. they're danish (obv...the scandinavians know whats up) and i can't wait to drive to the beach, windows down, bumpin' this for the good of mankind. the scandinavians seem to have the lockdown on feel good sugar pop.

new bag!

well, after a week of going stir-crazy and still not having anything that vaguely resembles gainful employment...i got a new bag! exactly what i SHOULDN'T be doing considering my current financial situation, but i'm cool with it...besides, this ish is glam. any thoughts? (its actually a LOT bigger) think oversized.

deh week in review...

what is it with celebrities getting falling-down drunk lately? first lily allen, now, naomi? i really didn't see this one coming. apparently, according to her spokesbitches, naomi was "pretending" to fall down. whoever leaked this one to the press is fo' realz gonna get a blackberry thrown at their head.
THIS IS THE WOMAN WHO SAVED GAY MARRIAGE! thank you tila tequila. no, really don't flatter yo'self.
as much as it breaks my heart to report this...la belle kate committed a nasty red-carpet faux-pas. i mean really, from britney, i would expect this. but from kate? honestly, thats naaaasty, girl, keep yo' weave on yo' head!

the olsen twins smile and say "prune" on their 22nd birthday! i sincerely hope that they may have many more birthdays that allow them to wear fur coats in 80 degree weather until they expire of old age, or because their coats weigh more than they do. whatever comes first.

gimme whatcha got fo' a porkchop...

this is all verrry interesting, but where does the BACON come from?
he's not wearing bacon roller-skates, but he is of cloven hoof.

since the news has been so uninspiring lately...i have decided to post an ode, homage, whathaveyou, to my favorite meat. this also goes out to nancy sherman, who can come home anytime now from the holy land, thankyouverymuch.

ay ay ay!

the eternal fabulosity that is frida...so fierce... una calavera del dia de los muertos (translation: a day of the dead skull) i love how in latin america, mexico especially, death is celebrated as an integral part of the life cycle, not feared. look at the colors! the colors!

and these aren't necessarily mexican per say, but they are "inspired." and delicious

after another day of creepin' around the hizzouse...(when o when will i find gainful employment?) my family is taking pity on meeee and we're going out to dinnah! wuut wuut. outside interaction! ahhh...i feel like one of those old folks at the home who get aired out once a week. i hope i remember how to properly behave in public places. here are some verrrrrry (roll the r's peeple) sexy little things to look at. (btw, they're all mexican inspired, keeping with the theme of dinnah that will soon reside in my stomach.)

miz jackson if ya nasty...

do mah eyez decieve meeeee? better yet, is mtv toying with mah emoticons? i sincerley hope not, as they have recently informed of the loooooooong-awaited "rockwitchu" (or however you effin' spell it) tour. sooooo essited...

absolut boredom...

here are some of deh best of deh best from everyones flavorite vodka...absolut. well, i dont know if they are deh best of deh best per say...but they tickled my fancy, fo realz. you can decide for yo'self which ones you like best here: http://www.absolutads.com/gallery/view.php?letter=0

still thinking cool...

here is my 2nd favorite picture of all time...by...guess who? ill give you a hint, he's most famous for his melting clocks and surrealist dreamscapes...with the mercury still topping 90 in these parts, imagine how nice a sea breeze would feel...

right now the worst feeling in the world would have to be hanging up the phone with someone you love...really really love, on the other end. if i waited a year, then i know i can wait six more months, but seeing him for that little bit of time made it that much harder. what i wouldn't give to throw one of my legs over his and fall asleep to the rhythm of his breathing. you miss the little things the most when you can't have them.