Don't you hate it

when you're full and angry at the same time?

Thanks, Girl at Work

Who Is You? #13

I like you.




You = air

Twilight Mania :: A Fight Within

Only because I wanted Grace to stop reading passages of Twilight on my voicemail, did I decide to appease her and start reading the book. That's when I became entranced. Poorly written page after poorly written page, I kept on reading until I had finished the 4 book series.

I'm so weak.

Anyway, it was a good replacement guilty pleasure since Sex and the City made its departure.

This weekend, Grace and I will brave the crowds to watch the movie and like others swoon during the teen vampire romance. I was even tempted to join the others who swarmed Ryan Seacrest's radio studio during a Pattinson interview. (Seacrest's studio is across the street from mine) Thank god, I got a grip and realized that would be CRAZY.

So I'm with you, you love-lorn Twilight fans. We all can use some vampire escapism to get away from the actual reality that romance is fictional.

Countdown to Cousin Day

My cousins, Marisa, Christian, and I have made our own post Thanksgiving ritual- COUSIN DAY! On this day, our like minds work together to cause havoc all over the Bay Area. This year, we're thinking of getting something brought to us. Like a moon bounce or bouncy boxing! Any suggestions are welcome!

Congratulations, UCSC!

On being the #1 Surfing College in the nation. What you lack in conservative high caliber higher education, you make up in lifestyle and extreme sports.

Note: My beloved alma mater.

Fancy Cars

Isn't it odd that we would spend a lot of money on fast cars so that ideally we would sit in them less?

Las Vegas :: Fremont St.

For Mike's birthday, our little group packed a car and drove to Vegas with the promise that we would not visit the oh-so-popular Strip for most reasons involving impoverished wallets and an overall distaste for the popular. With such strict ruling, we were left to Las Vegas' grungy Fremont Street experience.

On Fremont St, you see all the classic electric signage that you see in Vegas movies and commercials. This is the land of overstuffed capri pants, one-toothed wonders and $8.99 prime rib. We managed to experience some of the quintessential ridiculous treats like deep fried twinkies. Mmm tasty.

This is not a place of disappointment, but more or less, acceptance. The people here were friendly and asked no questions except those pertaining to alcohol. I have to admit that I am not one to really describe Las Vegas as a vacation destination, but my good times would prove that Fremont St. is definitely a good place to get away from the mainstream.