what a party... i mean wedding.

Gretchen and Zak threw a hell of a wedding, In Strong Mansion on Sugarloaf Mountain. It was pretty amazing.

When I get married there I am going to have it be "Lord of the Rings" themed and have Orcs attack incoming cars.

Dream wedding for the greatest couple, everyone had a blast, Bon Jovi sing-alongs, open bar, the hampton inn...















You can take the kids out of PCAD but you can't take the PCAD out of the kids.

Orientation

I shot the student ID pictures (my way) for the incoming class @ PCAD. It was nuts, this class was huge, the biggest in the school's history. Everything went fine. The strangest bit was just being in the lab on the 4th floor to print everything out. I remember being a sophomore and being the only student with a key to that room. And Tim ALWAYS had the Lord of the Rings soundtrack on repeat... god that drove me crazy. Anyhow, the whole thing was comforting and reassuring. My school is paying me to do things, Dave still has my Dr. Zaius photograph on display, Jane made me a plate of food to take home along with 4 boxes of OJ and Dan clearly misses me stealing toilet paper and needing things, shit I forgot to give back that vendor prox card... mother eff, now I have to run over to that junk hole tomorrow again, ah damn it.

Anyhow. Wrapping up.
The new kids seem really gingerbread.
Sorry I'm not going to be around to impact your lives new students!
Oh but everyone who still goes to PCAD should totally make friends with this kid named Bruce Jones, that's like a super hero name or something. I yelled down to everyone already sitting in the atrium and announced that I thought he had a rad name and they were to invite Bruce to sit with them... no one did, I don't know why. But anyhow I doubt it will scar him very badly.

I like these...

Prefixes! like the A in A-HOLE.

don't ever try to be cutesty and pretend like you are friends with someone... let's just use the name... oh I don't know... Bree, okay we'll go with that one. Okay someone with the name Bree says or does something and you want to respond because you are:
#1 Seriously offended.
#2 Seriously humored.
#3 Seriously injured.
#4 Seriously flattered.

And to get that point back across to this "Bree" person you say any of the following:
#1 Breann!
#2 Brianna!
#3 Breona!

I'm sorry...? What was that? Oh you're pretending like we are closer than we are? That's adorable, you stupid ass! Because if we were close you would probably know my legal name is Bree. Four letters.

so... yeah that's my cat... again. also a sandwich!

I got a break, and I am taking that mo fo by the balls.

On Friday after work, I went to visit my friend Pacifico working the street.
We saw Connie Chung, he talked to her.
I don't know what she said or what he said.
I didn't speak or take her picture.
Instead I stared at her open wallet as she was getting money to tip the man putting her bags in the trunk of the car.
I just stared at it and wondered,
A)How much was in there?
and
B)How far I could get before someone tackled me?
You know if I didn't have three fractures in heel of my left foot I may have tried it.
And that's when I thought "You are thinking of stealing Connie Chung's wallet? I think you've hit rock bottom."

preview my descent into madness here:

excellent

that's me by the way.

I've been out of school for nearly 17 weeks and it's nearly 17 weeks until the end of the year.

artist mentality

Sometimes when I am confused about what I want or what would be best for me, I think about things that I definitely know I don't want.

So, I know, I most definitely do not want a Marvin the Martian tattoo on my left ankle. That would be awful, and even more people than normal would think I was a lesbian.
So NO thank you to that!

Man, can you think of the amount of people who got a looney tunes tattoo in the 90's when they made that weird comeback? That would be a good photo project for someone. The person and the cartoon character. Go on, take it little bird, fly.

i am so confused

Imagine if you will the Trix rabbit.

The little bastard children offer him no cereal and even take away his spoon and bowl. Not only do they take it away, they throw away the spoon in the river and smash the bowl into a thousand pieces.

Meanwhile, a nice adult has cereal, wants to share the cereal and even decides to change the rabbits whole life by offering the secret to where a life time supply of Trix can be found.

However, that adult doesn't realize that the rabbit doesn't have a spoon or a bowl or any means of getting them for awhile. The rabbit is ashamed by this problem and doesn't want to tell.

What is the rabbit supposed to do? Eat dry cereal with his hands, like some pathetic hobo!?

Why can't the rabbit have have a nice damn relaxing bowl of Trix with some good cold soy milk, huh? Why does the rabbit have problems that he shouldn't? Why does the rabbit have to be responsible for getting the cereal?

It's his damn picture on that box. It's his right to have it...

reasons that i am awesome # 762

Yellow My Little Pony.

October 1987.

Superhero power symbol.

(known today as... well... the shocker.)




Also I have no idea who the hell that kid in the middle is... some cousin we don't talk to anymore.

random... as always

I found this picture that Mike drew... probably over a year ago, of me eating the hopes and dreams of children.
I like it, it's very realistic.



















Also flies come to Starbucks for the food and drink, but stay for the romantic atmosphere .

home

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chapeau de chat
cappello del gatto
шлем кота
sombrero del gato
猫の帽子
katten hoed
Katzehut
chapéu do gato
고양이 모자




what? like you never put your cat on your head and played cat hat?
it's fun, cats love it.

semi-rant

When I think of several different people choosing things that all have a common place I guess my mind goes a little too far into the realm of Captain Planet and the Planeteers. The Planeteers were so different from each other, I mean they were each from different continents for starters, yet each with their own equally important power...

I'm just looking for some people who have magic rings that Gaia bestowed upon them... sigh...

"Let our powers combine! Go Planet!"
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"i quit..."

"fuck it. i quit, i quit art and everything else, i am going to find that dog, take that 200 dollars and go start a new life someplace else."

stop annoying the cat lady!

I am tired of all of these little-talentless-disney-based-morons fighting with each other. Get over yourselves. They can pop out a newer better version of you tomorrow and no one will miss you. Besides I miss reading about real celebrities on Perez, you kids are taking up too much room. When did Disney become so evil? I mean one minute it's all Darkwing Duck and awesome, and now it's a mini version of MTV circa... well circa when Darkwing Duck was on Disney I guess. I seriously doubt that any of these kids can stand up to the test of time. I suppose they'll go the way of boy bands soon enough. Speaking of the test of time, enjoy some real entertainment from back when you were raised at a studio, had "doctors" hand feeding you speed and ya didn't have time to whine about people dating your ex because MGM owned you.

And yes I do realize that this is quickly become the creepy cat lady's blog.

nonsense bullet list with two pictures

- Jona and I had a dinner date and saw Mamma Mia. I love that movie I'm not gonna lie. I actually was talking to some old lady about it at Starbucks tonight. I think Jona really enjoyed the stupidness... I know I did. Also we are excited for Tropic Thunder.

- So I have all kinds of boxes in my room and I'm thinking "it's sunny, got the windows open, got a new book to read... I'm gonna read that book in a box fort."
(if you don't understand what I am saying there, I build a fort in my bedroom.)

- Talked to Pacifico on the phone from midnight to half past. He makes me laugh.

- Cassie is home from New Orleans and she brought me back a sweet beaded cat necklace. I love when you know that your friends really really know you. Also we saw pineapple express it was stupid-tastic.

close enough!

tasteless laughter supplier here: Engrish.

giacomo and a young michael landon (the one with the horse)

I spent my rent money yesterday on several psychic readings and a cool salt lamp at a Holistic Expo. Probably not the most thought out plan, but I still feel better having done it.
Eagle Skyfire has read for me before and she is one of my favorites ever! She told me that the owl and the otter are the animal spirts trying to help keep me in line because I posses both of their powers and flaws equally. Which apparently is a little strange.
Then she said something about a fox falling in the river and getting mad at the otter... I didn't really understand that part much.
But anyhow I am starting to pack my room today and I am giving my notice to the fellas. Sure I don't have any money saved. It will be impossible to save any in my current state. But I have to at least try get out of Dodge.

dreams can come true

Believe it or not, you can have such a thing as a perfect day. I discovered that the recipe for my own happiness is very simple and is as follows:

best friend/nemesis + pinkberry + half naked people in central park = MAGIC!

I missed making fun of strangers so much.
I was starting to get rusty.
Thank god for today.

ALSO:

"16 reasons that the beatles broke up."





















AND:

"the new jj reed collection, now available at urban outfitters."

dear diary...

Today was good. Amanda and me went to Philadelphia and met her friend. He was nice. I like that his name is Phil and he lives in Philadelphia. We shopped and laughed and Phil bought us lunch. I had 3 Sprites! Then I met a cat named Nibbles but I called him Nibbler like on FUTURAMA, Bender is so funny it's a good show. He looks like Giacomo but Nibbler had a bigger head. He was real soft too. I like cats. Tigers are my favorite animal.

welp it's august...

and if you know me at all, you know it means it's the time of year when i badger people to send ticket requests to Saturday Night Live.

Seriously, I have been trying to get tickets for a while.

Remember ten years ago... during late July, when you would go through your mother's address book at the kitchen table, with a sack of blank postcards and stamps, hoping and praying that maybe you could possibly meet Molly Shannon, when she exited the building, or when you rushed the stage before security apprehended you?

Oh, you don't? Yeah, of course you don't!
That's my memory. So help a sister out send a frickin email.

I know that even having a ticket can still mean no entry but since I am still not in the position of being able to wake up at 6AM any given Saturday to go try to get standby tickets I'll ask for some help.

SO! (purdy please)

Send an email to: snltickets@nbcuni.com

with your contact information (email, phone, mailing address) to be entered in the lottery for tickets. One per household.

Of course keeping in mind that we will go together AND what a time we'll have!
OR if you're not into SNL I'll take my dad or someone.
Either way good news for me.

For real, can you say "no" to this face? Thanks... FRIEND.