Just for a few days....
I'd like to be one of those people who sit in Starbucks with their laptops at 12:30pm on a Monday or Tuesday...or Wednesday and so on. This last Monday I didn't have work as it was 'Columbus Day,' and while I swear that was a Holiday which was only observed in Elementary school, somehow my company still supports it...so Thank You Columbus for sailing the blue! It's basically a non official holiday, and even though I had the day off it felt like I was really playing hookie or something on a Monday. Businesses were operating as per usual, where as on other Monday Holidays i.e. Labor Day everything seems to be closed. So as I walked into Starbucks (yes, yes I am actually investing stock into it!), to grab a Chai Latte with soymilk before tracking to La Mirade? To meet my Dad for some lunch, I couldn't help but stop and take a second to feel a little jealous of the "laptop, sit at Starbucks for hours and act busy, generation." In college I would attempt to get my studying done at coffee houses but it never worked for me; too much distraction. But these people I swear - none of them were college aged students. They were part of the " I work from home (or really Starbucks) on my Mac computer " niche of people ...particularly in Los Angeles i'm sure...but I wanted to be one of them!
Just for a month or two I want to be one of those Starbucks junkies who has time to sleep in, go for a jog, then grab my morning paper, and pretend to do some work on my laptop while I sit for hours at Starbucks people watching in brainstorming, thinking about life, type of people.
Anyways that is all. I haven't been inspired to write anything to fantastic lately. I've been busy working some type of job 7 days a week, and on top of it i'm sick! Thank God my Vegas vacation is just around the corner, although I don't know how relaxing Vegas will be, but i'm excited to have a good time. Not to excited to drop hard earned money on stupid shit, but still ...what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Things that make you go "hmm."
I had a busy but fun weekend this past weekend, and of course tapped into the excitement of my favorite holiday - HALLOWEEN!! Just a few weeks away! Friday night was the kick-off by going to Universals Studio's Halloween Horror Nights, and I have to admit while it wasn't as "scary" as I thought it was going to be, it was a lot of fun. Definitely glad I only paid $35 to get in though, it's not worth more then that in my opinion. But ...on to things this weekend and morning of a Monday that really caught my attention, made me a little upset, and all in all just made me go "hmmmmm."
1) Bringing children into a bar.
Now I know that in LA there are a lot of bars that are technically "restaurants" like Cabo Cantina for example, or really any place that has the word "Cantina" at the end now that I think about it. But I seriously had a HUGE fucking problem with being at a bar for happy hour with my friends, enjoying another afternoon Sunday Funday and suddenly seeing a young mom bring her 6month old baby (or younger), in a handheld carriage to the bar. She came upstairs to meet her semi drunk and cigarette friendly group of friends, and sat her baby down smack in the middle of the table and continued to socialize and have a good time. I don't even think she was a young mom who didn't know better. She looked to be in her early 30's. About an hour later, she took off (thank god!), because even the waitress came up to me and said "are you okay" and I replied "yeah i'm fine, just heated that the lady over there had the nerve to bring her baby into a place like this and a little more upset that you guys allow it." wtf! Cabo Cantina is a drunken fun bar in my opinion, not a place to bring kids. Earlier in the day another young girl was forced to sit down and eat with her parents as they chugged beer at watched Football. Around 7pm that night a single dad in his mid 30's walked in with two young daughters probably around 5 and 7 years old. The little girls looked lost and confused as Daddy tried to grab a margarita and catch the remainder of the game.
BUT, to top it all off, around 8pm that night as we were closing up our happy hour tab and clearly everyone at the bar was loud, drunk, and smoking something or another; a Dad...in his late 30's I would guess, came upstairs with his 2 year old daughter to meet a lady friend of his. They sat there three feet in front of me with cigarette smoke everywhere and proceeded to mingle. I couldn't help but think that little girl should be at home in bed! Where is her Mother? I bet her Mom would have flipped had she known Daddy brought her to a bar on his weekend with her. Are people crazy?? What prompts any type of parent to bring their kids any age from infant - 12years old to a bar? Talk about sobering up, the guy is lucky I didn't go up and say anything to him for his horrible parenting skills.
2). Johnny Depp is going to be getting paid 65 million for his role in the new Pirates of the Carribean movie.
I heard it on KIIS Fm this morning and almost flipped. It tops the highest paying acting role of Tom Hanks in the Da Vinci Code, where he got 60 million. BUT, with the economy the way that it is these days, middle class families and even myself! Having to work more than one or two jobs to make ends meet, starving kids in the world etc...you know where i'm going...I have a HUGE problem with film makers paying already rich ass actors this much money when our nation is in a state of growing financial hardship. I seriously don't understand it. And I also don't understand how successful rich people can continue to negotiate and accept this much money knowing the current problems we face.
3) Re-doing the street in front of my office on Colorado Ave and also on Santa Monica Blvd in Beverly Hills, so that they can look "prettier."
Again this is a case of spending my freaking tax dollars and making the streets look prettier by landscaping them with new flowers, rocks, gardens etc. Not only is the construction work taking months to complete and making my commute miserable, I can't help to look at these areas EVERYDAY and think to myself that they already look fine and dandy. Yet someone the Mayor - whoever, has decided to spend dollars on making these two areas look better, with new landscape. WTF? Have you been to Compton or the downtown areas that really could use a little bit of "cleaning up?" and yet Beverly Hills and Santa Monica are getting a make-over? Not cool.
4). Men...again.
Okay Okay...i'll make a long story short and also blunt. A week ago I was out with some friends and caught eyes with this cute, tall guy, (okay maybe I had a little bit of drunk goggles syndrome), but we totally hit it off and ended up wondering off on a walk down Sunset, and having some fun. Good convo, I felt instantly comfortable with him, which is HUGE! to me. I think chemistry is all about that instant comfort zone. Anyways, so we leave the bar at 2 am and he pays for a cab to take me to my friends across town to get some Mexican food. We meet my friends and as my buzz wore off, my friends and I went one way and he went the other. I woke up the next morning bummed I didn't give him my number, because I thought to myself that I actually met a cool, sexy, fun, chill, intelligent guy who claimed to have a lot of the qualities I look for. So I was bummed I was never going to hear from him again. Well I guess I had a little too much to drink because this past Friday night as I walk in my door after my night at Universal I get this random text from a 732 area code, and it was him. I guess I did give him mu number! I have to admit I was kind of excited to hear from him, but totally thought it was lame he had my number this whole time and didn't call me! So I woke up the next morning and decided to text him back. Only because I was interested in him from the first time we met. (Note to anyone reading this - I hate when guys start things off with texts, but the reality is that's just how things are these days. Even though I still search for the few who are far and beyond).
I texted him the next morning saying "Hi how are you, I was out late last night blah blah." Now in my head, I thought that would give him the opportunity to write me back something nice instead of a 1am drunk text. But he didn't hit me back the whole day and at 2am that Saturday night/Sunday morning hit me back again. Okay - WTF. I'm not naive to your 2am texts, but if that's going to be the case - that shit is going to be on my terms. So again I was let down, this guy who I thought was classier than what he obviously is, hit me with the 2am texts. Umm hello, I don't even know you, but thought you were cool as shit, and p.s. if I want some you're not going to be the first person I call!
So yesterday around 2pm I decided to mess with him, after again waking up to his drunk text. I wrote him and said " Why don't you give me a call instead of those 130am texts ;)" And he writes back "Why don't you keep your ideas to yourself, unless you want to get spa_nked;)" OMG!! Now if i was into a guy or dating him, yeah I wouldn't have minded that flirty text message at all. But here is a guy who I was sitting having intelligent convos with and bonding etc with, and instead of taking the opportunity to be a classy guy and call me and ask me out he proceeds with the flirty texts that do nothing but turn me off!
Men: Let me tell you something. Unless a girl likes you, or you are super hot, or really good in bed and we know it, seriously - don't start things off with booty calls texts. We will laugh at it and you will look like an idiot and one day realize the game...you don't have.
So there, I explained another reason of why men can suck. I like to have fun don't get me wrong, but i'm also looking for Love... I guess in all the wrong places. So when potential future ex husbands, turn out like this guy - it just proves to me that there really are a lot of lame ass men in the world. Story of my life lately.
Umm...so that is all for now. Ohh wait! Last but not least.
5) Palin.
And really, that's all I need to say. What a fucking idiot. I could be VP better then her...no seriously.
1) Bringing children into a bar.
Now I know that in LA there are a lot of bars that are technically "restaurants" like Cabo Cantina for example, or really any place that has the word "Cantina" at the end now that I think about it. But I seriously had a HUGE fucking problem with being at a bar for happy hour with my friends, enjoying another afternoon Sunday Funday and suddenly seeing a young mom bring her 6month old baby (or younger), in a handheld carriage to the bar. She came upstairs to meet her semi drunk and cigarette friendly group of friends, and sat her baby down smack in the middle of the table and continued to socialize and have a good time. I don't even think she was a young mom who didn't know better. She looked to be in her early 30's. About an hour later, she took off (thank god!), because even the waitress came up to me and said "are you okay" and I replied "yeah i'm fine, just heated that the lady over there had the nerve to bring her baby into a place like this and a little more upset that you guys allow it." wtf! Cabo Cantina is a drunken fun bar in my opinion, not a place to bring kids. Earlier in the day another young girl was forced to sit down and eat with her parents as they chugged beer at watched Football. Around 7pm that night a single dad in his mid 30's walked in with two young daughters probably around 5 and 7 years old. The little girls looked lost and confused as Daddy tried to grab a margarita and catch the remainder of the game.
BUT, to top it all off, around 8pm that night as we were closing up our happy hour tab and clearly everyone at the bar was loud, drunk, and smoking something or another; a Dad...in his late 30's I would guess, came upstairs with his 2 year old daughter to meet a lady friend of his. They sat there three feet in front of me with cigarette smoke everywhere and proceeded to mingle. I couldn't help but think that little girl should be at home in bed! Where is her Mother? I bet her Mom would have flipped had she known Daddy brought her to a bar on his weekend with her. Are people crazy?? What prompts any type of parent to bring their kids any age from infant - 12years old to a bar? Talk about sobering up, the guy is lucky I didn't go up and say anything to him for his horrible parenting skills.
2). Johnny Depp is going to be getting paid 65 million for his role in the new Pirates of the Carribean movie.
I heard it on KIIS Fm this morning and almost flipped. It tops the highest paying acting role of Tom Hanks in the Da Vinci Code, where he got 60 million. BUT, with the economy the way that it is these days, middle class families and even myself! Having to work more than one or two jobs to make ends meet, starving kids in the world etc...you know where i'm going...I have a HUGE problem with film makers paying already rich ass actors this much money when our nation is in a state of growing financial hardship. I seriously don't understand it. And I also don't understand how successful rich people can continue to negotiate and accept this much money knowing the current problems we face.
3) Re-doing the street in front of my office on Colorado Ave and also on Santa Monica Blvd in Beverly Hills, so that they can look "prettier."
Again this is a case of spending my freaking tax dollars and making the streets look prettier by landscaping them with new flowers, rocks, gardens etc. Not only is the construction work taking months to complete and making my commute miserable, I can't help to look at these areas EVERYDAY and think to myself that they already look fine and dandy. Yet someone the Mayor - whoever, has decided to spend dollars on making these two areas look better, with new landscape. WTF? Have you been to Compton or the downtown areas that really could use a little bit of "cleaning up?" and yet Beverly Hills and Santa Monica are getting a make-over? Not cool.
4). Men...again.
Okay Okay...i'll make a long story short and also blunt. A week ago I was out with some friends and caught eyes with this cute, tall guy, (okay maybe I had a little bit of drunk goggles syndrome), but we totally hit it off and ended up wondering off on a walk down Sunset, and having some fun. Good convo, I felt instantly comfortable with him, which is HUGE! to me. I think chemistry is all about that instant comfort zone. Anyways, so we leave the bar at 2 am and he pays for a cab to take me to my friends across town to get some Mexican food. We meet my friends and as my buzz wore off, my friends and I went one way and he went the other. I woke up the next morning bummed I didn't give him my number, because I thought to myself that I actually met a cool, sexy, fun, chill, intelligent guy who claimed to have a lot of the qualities I look for. So I was bummed I was never going to hear from him again. Well I guess I had a little too much to drink because this past Friday night as I walk in my door after my night at Universal I get this random text from a 732 area code, and it was him. I guess I did give him mu number! I have to admit I was kind of excited to hear from him, but totally thought it was lame he had my number this whole time and didn't call me! So I woke up the next morning and decided to text him back. Only because I was interested in him from the first time we met. (Note to anyone reading this - I hate when guys start things off with texts, but the reality is that's just how things are these days. Even though I still search for the few who are far and beyond).
I texted him the next morning saying "Hi how are you, I was out late last night blah blah." Now in my head, I thought that would give him the opportunity to write me back something nice instead of a 1am drunk text. But he didn't hit me back the whole day and at 2am that Saturday night/Sunday morning hit me back again. Okay - WTF. I'm not naive to your 2am texts, but if that's going to be the case - that shit is going to be on my terms. So again I was let down, this guy who I thought was classier than what he obviously is, hit me with the 2am texts. Umm hello, I don't even know you, but thought you were cool as shit, and p.s. if I want some you're not going to be the first person I call!
So yesterday around 2pm I decided to mess with him, after again waking up to his drunk text. I wrote him and said " Why don't you give me a call instead of those 130am texts ;)" And he writes back "Why don't you keep your ideas to yourself, unless you want to get spa_nked;)" OMG!! Now if i was into a guy or dating him, yeah I wouldn't have minded that flirty text message at all. But here is a guy who I was sitting having intelligent convos with and bonding etc with, and instead of taking the opportunity to be a classy guy and call me and ask me out he proceeds with the flirty texts that do nothing but turn me off!
Men: Let me tell you something. Unless a girl likes you, or you are super hot, or really good in bed and we know it, seriously - don't start things off with booty calls texts. We will laugh at it and you will look like an idiot and one day realize the game...you don't have.
So there, I explained another reason of why men can suck. I like to have fun don't get me wrong, but i'm also looking for Love... I guess in all the wrong places. So when potential future ex husbands, turn out like this guy - it just proves to me that there really are a lot of lame ass men in the world. Story of my life lately.
Umm...so that is all for now. Ohh wait! Last but not least.
5) Palin.
And really, that's all I need to say. What a fucking idiot. I could be VP better then her...no seriously.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Remeber this?
"Ice Ice Baby"
by Vanilla Ice
from "To the Extreme"
Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby
Ice Ice Baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flowin like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo--I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.
Dance
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye
The kid dont play
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning 'em if they're ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waving just to say HI
Did you stop?
No--I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead
Yo--so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The Chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine--
All I heard were shells
Fallin on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
It's a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay palays on the fade, sliced like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo--I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while Deshay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla (4X)
Yo man--let's get out of here!
Word to your mother!
Ice Ice baby Too Cold
Ice Ice baby Too Cold Too cold (3X)
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Frustrated.
Writing a check for $1200 to live each month in a small but cute, studio in Hollywood, CA is fucking FRUSTRATING!! It saddens me that my entire pay check, (if my overtime is correct) will have to go to god damn rent. Which means the money I currently hold... which isn't much, has to last me for another two weeks. Which means here I go again pay check to fucking pay check. Things weren't always like this. I know it's my fault for not wanting a roommate, but I'm just over having one in general no matter how awesome or shitty they may or may not be. I need a better job. I need to get the fuck out of LA. One of the two.
I could be paying a mortgage in another city somewhere out in the Midwest.
And I question myself often, is all this worth it? What is all this?
Sitting here, broke. Trying to make ends meet, using my credit card for far too many things. Frustrated that I am constantly having to turn down social events and opportunities. I can't even put a major travel plan on the map for awhile. I'm annoyed. And should be. Four years of devotion and shitty checks every two weeks. I can't wait for the day....
Ugh. :-(
Anyone else feel my pain? Pay day doesn't feel like fucking pay day when your whole check has to go to rent. And the other pay checks bills and loans. I don't get it. In college I was always the head of my game, everyone loved me and all my amazing internships blah. I was sought after. Now often I feel lost in a world of chit chatter chaos and buzzing blackberries. This is the year. I swear.
Sincerely,
Annoyed. But trying to stay positive.
I could be paying a mortgage in another city somewhere out in the Midwest.
And I question myself often, is all this worth it? What is all this?
Sitting here, broke. Trying to make ends meet, using my credit card for far too many things. Frustrated that I am constantly having to turn down social events and opportunities. I can't even put a major travel plan on the map for awhile. I'm annoyed. And should be. Four years of devotion and shitty checks every two weeks. I can't wait for the day....
Ugh. :-(
Anyone else feel my pain? Pay day doesn't feel like fucking pay day when your whole check has to go to rent. And the other pay checks bills and loans. I don't get it. In college I was always the head of my game, everyone loved me and all my amazing internships blah. I was sought after. Now often I feel lost in a world of chit chatter chaos and buzzing blackberries. This is the year. I swear.
Sincerely,
Annoyed. But trying to stay positive.
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