no treadmill. shoveling snow instead.

my ears are burning. the lobes, actually. going up to a six today. *whoo*
merry christmas to all. snowed in, no power, of course.
got an incredibly clean edition of In Vogue; Sixty Years of International Celebrities and Fashion from British Vogue [the impeccable fashion encyclopedia the library had to nag me for months to give back]
and my crosley record player :)
a few magazine subscriptions
some fashion tape [opens up my wardrobe options again]
and an itunes card. starving for some new music of my choice.
i'll be posting some photos on here later today, although i'm feeling pretty gross, without running for quite a while. i'm getting desperate for some sweat.

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flings, swings, and other things.

christmas shopping will entail new wardrobe options for me today :)

and, 80's dance revolution party is on!!

pictures soon to come - - 4 ft of snow. not such a super fan.

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hott hott sexxy hott hott.

ugh. lets get real here, peepsters.

the macbook does not contain ample storage space for all the necessary lifestyle accessories one bloglet needs..

cd downloads at least twice a day.
random photos used for inspiring new wardrobe combinations or jewelry concoctions.
vegan goodie recipes.
photos taken and put in piles of files.
my necessary open windows, to check on the fly, so as not to forget a valuably updated website.
super sweet items i'm scoping on ebay.
all that other...shit.

silly, silly computer.

p.s. i'm getting over-the-top frustrated, although i can't complain, because my 007 would look amazing in every piece of urban gear, and i want to dress him head-to-toe...and rip it all off... :D

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i'm way too ambitious for all that shit.

went up from an 18 gauge to a ten in a week :D

not too shabby for my first stretch.

hott damn, i'm having fun. if the snow wasn't such a pester, i'd be out and aboot all day long.

Australia: another visual masterpiece from Baz.
party planning committee has determined that the theme for this new years party will be:

80's dance revolution!!

mmm lookbook :)

check it!!
preview:

oldie but goodie - -

my ladies get their own honorable mention

my top whatever

i have to agree:

the top 20 songs of 2008 on spin.com are pretty freakin bomb. the top 10 are at least concurrent with some of my personal faves, and the other ten are sufficient, upon sampling.

about to watch the top 20 videos.]]

go veg out to the greatness.

i mean, if you aren't snowed in, you might have something better to do, but if you're like me, find this perfectly satisfying to pass the time.

hott damn.

i've already spent half my savings for the month.

urrrrrban, where are yoooouuuu???

WHAT?!? i'm not on the schedule until NEXT WEEK?!?!

.hawt shit.

the secrets

getting what you want:
having things other people want.

being appreciated:
being good at things other people wish to be good at.

being loved:
make sure your story doesn't start with a prequel based upon another.

being enchanting:
bare your charm, and don't be frugal with it.

being mysterious:
don't tell your secrets, decide to show their pantylines.

being happy:
decide to.

Priceless.

"it is better to be drunk in the afternoon than in the evening. it's intoxicating. it feels like you're keeping a secret."

Saarawaya

"They say if you find true love, God has been good to you.
If you have not, they say, God has become one with you."

here's to one more year of being That Girl.

next plot??

while you're in there, will you hand me the soap??

now for another long winter's break. spending time with people who are emotionally available is going to be a new year's resolution of mine. and, defining seen muscle mass. spin AND pliates classes soph?!?! really??! ok. bring it.

damn that drive. movies to be seen:
Doubt
Milk
Boy in the Striped Pajamas
Australia
The Tale of Desperaux
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

and, most of all, keep moving fast enough not to get washed out or washed up.

stay tuned for the holidays!!

simple wish.

i fall ro seswe rere d anda llvi ole tswer ebl ue y ouwou ldha vel ove dme ju stas ica nlo veyo u.

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going down rough.

it's starting to rot.
cuz you got full just tasting it.
and you didn't want to eat it all.
cuz i was dessert.

it's the same story.

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havanese if you please

^ merry christmas to me?? ^
if these are in my stocking.

Current playlist:
Toe - The book about my idol plot on a vague anxiety [nice for clean ambience, not gonna weigh you down.]
TV on the radio - Young liars//Return to cookie mountain [addicted.]
Sin fang bous - Clamour [auditorily complex enough for any, little bits of many of my favorites combined nicely.]
Sebastien tellier - Sexuality [what a nice horny frenchman. his AA +1 tank is so gausy.]
Kyte - Two sparks, two stars [if there's any money in being a sigur ros cover band, they'll be set.]

don't you forget about me...

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scrimping it up

- - my jolly guamanian foreign exchange student
reminding me of Starlight by YMCK.

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fucked, i'm winning.

You sound so beautiful.
Sorry, I just needed something from you.
cuz you kinda made me laugh;
I should get going...

Everyone is hurting tonight.

Everyone's hurting.
Everyone is beautiful.
Nothing will work out.
Sit in your heart.
Bitter is the pool of broken fusions.
I love everyoneyoueveryone.
Everyone else comes first??
You happen to be in the middle of it all.
No one finds what they're looking for.Everyone keels over looking
You just have to get used to kissing everyone when they need it.
We all need it.
Keep it flicking.
Keep the candle burning.
The candle of hope and fight for it to light.
You'll be okay..
Let me kiss you and make that part of you feel better.
I'm bracing for the fall as i'm embracing your soft velvet-headed hair against my chest.
scccreeeammmmm for more justice and a right to decide what you feel in your chest and your limbs right now!!
i'm//so//sorry.
i won't fix you.
i feel like letting go, at least it then seems like a choice.
i don't have that choice.
go to her.
find your fate.
it's not in me.
it would be too good for us to have that happen.
but, i'll sit here with you
and cup your tears
and sip the bitter pool that swells around you
because i'm here hurting too
we're all here hurting too
standing on our own, screaming 'look at me like i'm special for something!!'
lets all hold hands
and we'll kiss cheeks
and cuddle
and laugh so hard our faces fly to the sky, our mouths praising the clouds that shade our cold wet winters
because with each other, we'll be okay
after we heal
after tonight.

Light it.

With winter
Comes my solidarity
From where I came
I took with me
Those same socratic ideologies

Reflections of those sick'ning hours
Bursts faith
And hope into pink mist
For those i've kissed
Have taken from me powers

It's fine to smile at the chance
Of fate gifting
You joy and affection
But upon reflection
It's the same old song and dance.