Trouble in the OC

My life has turned into what would be a really great episode of Laguna Beach. For those that don't know what I'm talking about, Laguna Beach is this hit on MTV of high school, ok one more time HIGH SCHOOL kid's dramatized lives. I'm an adult now, shouldn't drama be replaced by ordinary old maturity and communication? And I never did do much of the whole drama thing in HS.

Ronny writes about cake.... I've got a couple of slices on my hands as well, one I want to lick the frosting off and leave the dry, tasteless, and may I say blank mass of the rest lying on the platter. Then there is another piece, it looks as though clipped from a magazine. Unfortunately for me I've already eaten a huge dinner and want to leave it and come back later... Plus before then I'll probably be snacking on various goodies... Unfair? Life is unfair and I'm stuck in a state of confusion. I'm waiting for someone to come along and rock me hard enough to realize what I really need and want! For now I'm stuck with empty carbs and comfort food. And along with my dear friend I too think I need to swear off cake for awhile.

With that I've got to start off on that crickety, wobbley old bridge that's a hundred years old that could possibly break underneath my feet any second, making me regret any past decision I make about cake, life or any other snack foods at that. As I tumble to my death (aka life of misery and affliction) I'll think of you!

Song: Portions for foxes, Rilo Kiley

Vistit myspace and watch the video... "Baby, I'm bad news!" Ain't that the truth?

The obvious choice: New Year's Resolutions

Ultimately my New Year's celebration was great. New Year's always seems to be somewhat of a let down, so much hype involved, never quite a big enough party, fun enough plans. But I was completely satisfied with my new year. (Oh yeah, Christmas was great too.... No complaints there.) I went up to the Jazz game with my boys (including Corbin, Matt, Ted and CJ.) We all know I don't do sporting events as well as the next girl, but being there with friends was fun. I think I had more fun laughing at how excited they got about it then actually watching the game. The players were so small from where we were siting.... I did notice how terrible the Jazz dancers were however, but they were hot so I guess that's cool? Anyhow, we hit a Chili's on the way home then I let the men be off to the UVSC dance on their own. I then took off to a friend's were two of my favorite girls were, I stole one of them, Tawny. We hit Giff's for a little dance party with Fran and Rach. About 20 seconds before the clock struck 12 we decided to run to see the ball drop. We set off in a dead run, I couldn't keep up with long legs track runner Tawny especially considering I haven't worked out for longer than I choose to admit. But we cased the four blocks with no countdown time to spare. Besides my heaving chest, gasping attempts for breath and uncontrollable urge to hurl, we all enjoyed the glorious fireworks together as a slightly odd group. I was happy with it! I didn't get a kiss, but then again I wasn't hoping for one either. Satisfactory. The remainder of the night, or morning shall we say was filled with delicious superficial conversation back at Andrew's and dramatized stories. Good music too. Dancing and pics at Giff's. And a slightly uncomfortable but enjoyable time at a strangers with a mix of half friends, half new people. I then saved Corbin from the UVSC dance which he obviously wasn't sufficiently prepared for (the lap dances I've been giving him haven't payed off.) Then I hit the sack while nursing a larger than life headache. Corb spent some time on the couch but didn't fail to scare the living daylights out of me when poking in along with Ted and Matt to say goodbye at 4 a.m. All in all, good times.

We all write them..... and break them, but here they are anyhow.... my NYR's
1. Make and start a 5 year plan. It's time to get serious about life.
2. Get my body healthy enough to start working out regularly again.
3. Discover and develop some new talents, I'm getting boring.
4. Buy every CD ever made that I like and want.
5. Give more people a chance, don't start with hate, start with nothing.
6. Save money to travel (back East)
7. Finish every book I start, including BOM

To comemorate 2005? I'll just say that the months have been blurred together like the colors in a first grader's watercolor painting. It's been an interesting year. I've learned a ton, some things the hard way. But the biggest regret is that fact that I'm finishing the year without a huge feeling of accomplishment, hence the new goals. To 2006, raise your glass!!

Song: 7/4 (shoreline), Broken Social Scene

I already own one album, but didn't go wrong when purchasing the second at the clearance sale at Media Play. I've really dig their artistic "Post Rock" style. Beautiful mix of slurred lyrics and eerie melodies, with it's share of snare drums and unpredictability. Not quite as obstract as, say Radiohead, but thouroghly enjoyable and worth a listen. Plus the inside cover says "We hate your hate."