CE SOIR

If you know what's good (like, actually).. come to Crooked Star tonight for my big sis Becky's art show.



202 Ossington.

Starts around 7.

PAWTYYYYYYYY

C'EST L'HALLOWEEN

I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK

party in the usa

Firstly, i've had this song on repeat for quite some time but I just watched the vid and it's SO PERFECT.


Also, props to Alexis for showing me this song.

Went to a bump n' grind party at a bar where they were also screening The Warriors, and I'm 99% sure that there's a scene filmed in the Amsterdam brewery in Toronto! I tried to look up and see if the building even existed then (in 1979) but I still don't know for sure. Hmm. I'm baked.

baby wanna fuck

I think I've posted this before, but fuuuck- Ray is one taaall drink of water.

OH YEAH.. so I can't really go much into detail about Wednesday's fights since there was too much yelling back and forth etc., but basically:
Fight #1).. I'm walking through Stuyvesant Town (East Village) towards Sara's apt, talking on my cell phone. I didn't think I was speaking that loudly (and who cares if I was?). Well, this bitch mid-20's mother (with a baby bjorn thing and everything) stopped in front of me and as I passed her she yells in my face "OMG! LIKE, OMG! LIKE, OMG!!" (compleeetely mocking me). So I said "are you making fun of me??" and she was like "YEAH, SHUT THE FUCK UP ON YOUR FUCKING CELL PHONE!" .. And then we basically reamed eachother out for the next 3 minutes before I turned off into Sara's. She was actually insane and completely out of line. However, she wasn't as insane as:

Fight #2).. After fight #1, I was all stressed and chugged some vodka lemonade with Sara and then we went out for a couple more wobbly pops. Good time. On our way home, we decided to get a falafel. As we were waiting to pay, this Irish guy and girl came in and started asking the (suuper nice) counter guy a million questions , ie. "is the hot sauce really hot?".. and so I answered "yeah, it's actually really hot" (in the most friendly tone ever).. and he replies "OH YEAH, YOU WOULD KNOW RIGHT?!" and I was like "whaa?" and he goes "MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO." So of course this sets me AND Sara (who's possibly even more feisty than I) off, mostly because it was honestly out of nowhere. So we all go back and forth for quite some time.. him jabbing at the weirdest, stupidest things like "GET THESE UNDERAGE GIRLS OUT OF HERE" and something about being in NY "on your daddy's money"..so lame (and yes, I realize it's a little bit true, but whatever, it has nothing to do with anything). Eventually he walks away.. only to come back and squeeze ketchup on our heads. No joke. Like, he's a 35-ish year old man. So while were standing there kind of in shock, he walks out. Of course Sara follows him and eventually I go out, just in time to see him grabbing Sara's arm (I missed her smashing her falafel in his face). Luckily there were enough people (men) around that were ready to pound his face in if things got any crazier. When we went back into the store, the counter guy was already on the phone with the cops (the Irish fuck peaced out/SPOOKED), who showed up 10 minutes later. And they were probably 23 years old and had no idea what they were doing and just kept saying "he was probably just drunk". NO FUCKING KIDDING. And then one said "yeah, just wait around and see if he comes back and then give us a call when he does." It was such a joke. If I wasn't here illegally, I probably would've told them off too. I need to be careful.

woah, this is way too long of a blog post. I'm not erasing it though. ENJOY.
XO

full moon?

Got in two fights yesterday, one way more intense than the other. They were both totally random and I wasn't even the instigator. I'll elaborate more tomorrow though, must go. It's been a loooong day.

Going to meet up with Californian cousin Orien now!!!

Good start

This song is so feel-good and beautiful.


Bummed 3 smokes (off dudes) the last 2 days (because I'm semi trying to quit, but mostly too cheap/broke to buy another pack and I go through them unnecessarily quickly), and they were all menthol. Weird, eh? Like, I probably smoke a menthol once every 4 months.. and THREE in the last 48 hours?? Is god trying to tell me my breath stanks?? Hah?

About to assist a guest stylist (from Who What Wear Daily), and I'm kinda scurred for some reason. Apparently she's real nice though.

Also, I didn't wear a bra today (under a thick silk tank) and everyone keeps staring at my tits, and I'm pretty self conscious now and wearing my cardigan even though it's quite warm/fucking hot.

AHH. TGIF!!!!!!!!

miss u, zp

sleep tight,

DON'T LET THE MOTHER FUCKIN BED BUGS BITE :(

I just got an email from the girl who's room I'm subletting (who is currently in Croatia).. and she explained that one of the other roommates (who almost didn't say hi to me whilst waiting for the train and then purposely got into another car) wrote her a really neurotic email demanding that we get an exterminator in because he's been getting spider/bed bug/moth (?) bites.. and I totally had some bites this morning too. FUCK. And Daddy Katz is coming this weekend and he's already going to think my place is gnarly, nevermind the bug situation. Good thing the man could sleep in a garbage can and doesn't notice getting bit by something even if his eye is swollen to shit.

And hopefully this doesn't happen again:

Going to Atlantic City on Sunday with the pops for a night of gambling/partying (and he has a date..i'm totally gonna shmooze alone, on the prowl). And in our drunk haze, I'm going to convince dad to let me stay in new york for another month.. I just haaave to be here for Fashion Week, right??

umm, i think that's it for now.
PAYCE

WU

Ok, so I don't have much time to write because I'm at work, and also my lap top at home is totally fucked-- it turns on and the fan runs but the screen stays black (AHHHH). But basically, the last week has been cwazy and fun. Chicago was great (but was it? HAH).. Beck and I spent most of our time at Union Park (where Pitchfork was held).. saw some great bands, some that I've wanted to see for a while (ie. The National, Beirut), and drank lots of free beer and sparks (guilty pleasure). Nothing outrageously crazy happened (except for learning that some certain people are complete DICKS), aaand GZA asked for my number (made his manager take it down, but still!).. We were talking about Brooklyn and he was like "Yo we should hang out next time I'm in New York".. and then I got EXTREMELY awkward and got right in his face and said "LET'S PARTY!!!!", and he like, made a disgusted look and I don't think we talked again for the rest of the night. HAH. I also got majorly cockblocked (with another dude) by some girl with a stupid name. BUST NIGHT.

What else?? hmmm.. Can you believe its already (basically) August?? WTFFFFFF WHERE DID SUMMER GO???? It's not even that hot here yet, and I still haven't found a summer lover. TIMES-A-TICKIN!!!!!

Packed a bagel n' shmere for lunch today but I ate it within the first hour of work and now I'm going to get Indian food from the best place everrrrr!!! I suck/rule.

Also

RIP, you fucking babe.

it's too bad

I don't have a camera.. or else I'd start a blog about all the BABE dads I see every day. Not only do their cute kids make my ovaries pump, but daaaaaamn. Nothing starts the day better than seeing a 10 walking their cute/hot/chilf boy to school.

Going to look at a place in Park Slope tonight (to potentially move into next month).. Although it's kinda far-ish, It's beautiful and apparently Michelle Williams lives there. I'm going to stalk baby Matilda.


Had THE BEST time with sister Lo and ZP the last week.. overlapping visitors is AWESOME and I recommend it to all y'all. Still catching up on sleep and trying to not let my semi-sore/phlegmy throat turn into somethin awful. Meeting Beck in CHICAGO tomorrow for a shit show of a weekend!! WOOOOOOOOOOO

traumatized

Today, on the (extremely rammed) train ride to work, a dirty old man stood behind me and held the same bar as I did and, I swear, kept pressing his pelvis into my behind. I tried to push my upper back out and butt in, but I'm pretty sure he was doing the exact same thing. I honestly felt like crying. MORE SO, I also witnessed a crazy (older women) bitch fight that was extremely racist.. This Asian woman was sitting with her baby and stroller in front of her.. the baby wasn't even crying, just talking loud or whatever, which like, who cares, right? Anyyyways, this other Black woman sitting close by yelled "CONTROL YOUR CHILD".. and so they go on back and forth for a while until eventually the Black woman yelled "TAKE YOUR CH**KY BABY AND GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM." It was so sad/depressing. I firstly wanted to reem the racist bitch out (but would've probs got my skinny ass kicked to shit), but also wanted to console the other woman.. I did neither :( Worst train ride to work ever (so far)!

In other news, SISTER LAURA HAS JUST LANDED AT JFK!!!! Gotta go get some beers and candy for her welcoming party (me)!!

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This song

is pretty fucking great.


And I think I want to fuck Chloe Sevigny over Jason Schwartzman. Does that make me bi/gay? or just fuckin NEW YORK CITY??

The other thing

that's great about living in Brooklyn, is that my commute to and from work is packed with HOTTIES. Men and Women. And coming home from partying in the city, transferring from the 6 to the L, is like a huge rager! It can def be sketch at times, but mostly just great...watching people especially. Soberly, though, there's a whole lot of waiting around and it fucking sucks. I give myself an hour to get to work in the morning and I'm still always late. Good thing I'm just an intern!!

Came home last night from getting take-out and chillin' with Jesse and ended up staying up til 4 in the morning drinking and smoking and shmokin with my (hot) roommate and his (HOT) friend. Fun times. They also offered me a ride to Toronto when they play there in 2 or 3 weeks. Hopefully it works out!

Tomorrow is the 4th of July, which seems to mean crazy party time, here in America. I'm going to a Vivian Girls show somewhere in Bushwick and then doing door for the afterparty right beside. Going to get FUCKED (up).

K, gotta go get my laundry before some sketchbag steals my undies.