so far:

• i ignored midnight and rang it in beavis and butthead styles with a vain, sexy azn…
• saw glassjaw play on new years day with kristen & her man and greek steve & co. (ran into SMH, john&tommy<3)
• almost pounded a girls face in at gj for running her mouth to me about her boyfriend being lame (and me calling him out on it…)
• managed to probably fuck up my good karma by already being a killer of multiple people in my thoughts (…5 days in?!)
• eye fucked beardo, really hard, on my first day back to work in the elevator. (#RAWRRRRRRR)
• decided i REALLY really need to go get my PMA tattoo within the next week.

since my coming of age around 12/13 i absorbed and turned into:

an r&b and hip-hop head, an alternative/grunge and punk lover, a beavis & butthead (and daria) addict, a tommy hil and nautica consumer, a huge advocate of handball and public nyc parks, a rocker of a black bugaboo columbia jacket, a drinker of the finest st. ides special brew and liquors around all by 14, a super nintendo gamer nerd, a misfits addict, a graphic designer, a web designer, a super-sneaker-out-of-the-houser, a great kisser, a roamer of queens in general, a bay terrace mallrat, a thief kleptomaniac, a greenwich village dweller, a make-out slut, a smoker of pot, an adopted latina, a stoop dweller, a total hard ass, a pin cushion (i’ve had like, 11 piercings), a mosher, a friend of vampires, an MTV offices regular, a raver, a lover of anything with synth in it, a mild drug user (e), a cam girl, a blogger, a saucony’s/vans girl, an awesome girlfriend to few, a frequent MTA rider, a south-bronx dweller, a ska-loving skanker, a chick magnet, a  bouncing souls show regular, a high school graduate, a video store clerk/manager, a jackass addict, an ikea addict, a tony hawk pro skater pro, an aimless whitestone stroller, a myspace fan, a graffiti lover, a sparks drinker, a roommate, a loner, a restaurant manager, a toughlover<3, a pet owner, a traveler, a glassjaw addict, a camper, a wifey, a guest list dweller, a mistress, a canvas for a few tattoo artists, a full-time website developer, someone with multi-colour hair, a brooklyn resident, a ranger fan (again<3), a tweeter, and most importantly a (self-destructively/overly loyal) good friend… etc.

which leaves me feeling like i love how all over the place i’ve been, good and bad.
i’ve also been realizing as i get older that NYC is really fucking tiny. and the older i get, the closer the social circles are linked.
(this has been proven many times in the last year…)

you know what i’m gonna focus on for the rest of the year instead of my failures? the fact that:

AFTER THIS SHIT YEAR IS FINALLY FUCKING OVER…  THE FIRST DAY INTO 2011 WILL BE SPENT WITH TWO OF MY FAVORITE PEOPLE (KRISTEN AND GREEK STEVE) oh, andddddddddddd GLASSJAW.

1/1/11 show.

oh! i don’t think i ever posted about this tattoo before…

(more…)

(…and we see first, second behind my heart is my mind, third behind my mind is my body, fourth behind my body is my soul, and my heart stays in the lead…)

oh! i found this from the show i went to a few months ago…
yes, this was in front of me. it was a wondrous thing.

this song got me hooked on them back in the day… w&t<333

the ending of my dream last night:

i was applying for a job at a radio station and got the position. my first day walking to work, i stopped off in a dunkin donuts. i saw my friend john from high school and gave him a kiss on the cheek to say hello. as i was walking to the door of dunkin donuts, i turned around and he was singing “babe” by glassjaw at/to me.

yeah.

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this song is one of the biggest reasons that i love glassjaw so much<3
so good.<3

my poor rangers have been le sucking for a bit, my poor dubes has been out because of his broken hand…

glassjaw played at nassau coliseum (BARF! – home of the islanders)

a) long island kids are the worst &&& b) FUCK the islanders

i took this picture in the bathroom FILLED WITH ISLANDERS COLOURS – i expressed how uncomfortable i felt about it via my face, lol. (not such a flattering picture, i look so fat – haha)

oh yeah, glassjaw was good. but it was a very quick set… quite brilliant.<3

(…and we see first, second behind my heart is my mind, third behind my mind is my body, fourth behind my body is my soul, and my heart stays in the lead…)

TONIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

this shirt doesn’t exist anymore
the pin is all rusty from being on my bag, surviving rain showers and snow… gross.

i made it for and wore it to the first glassjaw show i went to a few years ago.

can’t wait to have them in front of me again.
feeling it in my feet, on the floor.
filling my eyes, ears and heart with happiness.

too bad i’m not gonna be on the floor

worst.

next saturday!

i want some new tattoo’s. i only want one more big piece and then little things here and there.

i’m getting a </body> tattoo on my foot soon, i’ve decided. at a bit of a diagonal angel near my ankle. if you don’t know what it means or how it pertains to me, please click here for a basic explanation. (i think it’s an ADORRRRRRRABLE idea!)

i’ve also been meaning to get pink roses on my chest… (pink roses is the title of a glassjaw song, it’s also off of the album i’ve got etched into my chest.) just for a little more of a glassjaw touch… but i don’t know where i want to put them, or how they should sit. and i guess i’m going to have to go to a tattoo shop and find out an opinion. obviously the first thing that came to mind were traditional roses with leaves, but i don’t know how they’ll sit or where. so i though maybe roses with stems? i really didn’t want to put the roses on my shoulders… anyways, i was looking through my hard drive and found a sheet of lisa frank stickers that were scanned… these roses do in fact have stems, but i left them out of the picture.

i really like the shape of the rose, although i dont think the dark/hot pink colouring is right for my chest piece… i want a lighter pink. just some thoughts i’m throwing out there… i plan on getting a lisa frank heart tattoo’d on me somewhere also… i don’t know if i like the colour scheme on the left or the right better… i’m like 80% sure i like the heart on the left better, with the blue on the outside. i like how there’s more hot pink. maybe i’ll have the green a little thicker, i love green in tattoo’s!

PS: lisa frank – FUCK YEAH!!!!!! oh how i miss the 80′s<3

i know, it’s been boring around here…  i live a boring life people…
i promise to spark it up soon – i have a lot going on in may
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
okay so saturday, now that i’m not heated over the FUCKING asshole anymore…

aside from getting into a screaming match with steve, and then bitching him out…  i ran into a lot of my friends, got HIGHLY inebriated, and also made an ass of myself.  for the most part, had a good time.

my friend john came out.  which was cool and strange. (we sorta used to hang out/date? in 2005)  …i had not seen him in ages…  he’s best friends with two kids that used to work at casci’s with me (one was with him, one of his friends i know was there too), that’s how we met…  and we had a good time.  turns out he’s got an anchor tattoo on his arm that reads “worship” & “tribute” in the scrolls.  HOW COOL/WEIRD? lol.  (okay, if you don’t know i have an anchor tattoo on my left arm and “worship/tribute” on my chest).  he says he told me about it but i honestly couldn’t remember and was amazed.  laura kept saying we were fated to be together… lol.  and yes, obv. he’s a huge glassjaw fan as well.

i saw one of andrews old friends and one of jeffs old friends – together.  weird, i hadn’t seen them in years either.  i can’t say that i remember most of our conversation other than mike telling me he was breeding his pitbull and joe loved that i could still spell his intricate italian last name in my phone, lol…  they were with my ex jeff’s ex marilyn who i take the bus/train with into work.  oh our little queens towns…

and the usual suspects were there…
and erica was out for a bit…

erica and i had gone out for dinner/sangria at like 6 and that’s when the madness started.  i didn’t get home until almost 4:45 AM.  you can only imagine the state that i was in.  i don’t remember a lot of the end of the night…  laura left to see her ex at some point that was working down the block at the tanning salon, my friends are lushes that stayed there, steve left after we fought, asshole left and i wound up making fun of him and what his ex was wearing (not knowing it was his ex – lace stockings and jean shorts? she’s not even fierce enough for that – pfft.) and stumbled home.