pictures from my party

Christina and David, two of my favorite people........
i was laughing so hard because david was cracking up at the waitress.... i also look like a crackhead.
kissing Jeff at Veselka , the morning after the party.... We were having brunch.... and he was upset because the food was taking a while to get to the table, but I can still see a smirk in this picture.
My friend Irene from Mills College. She came to visit just in time for the party... I was so happy to see her!!!
One of my good friends, David and myself....

Guidos,thugs and all around Scarface fans

What's with you people asking me out. i am not interested. If YOU READ MY PROFILE OR even look at me on the street, do I honestly look like the kinda girl who'll go out with you..... COME ON. If you have a poster of Scarface poster in a frame in your house, my ass isn't going to date you.... If you want to be part of the sopranos family, walk away.
PS. I can't date people with a serious DEEP ny accent, it's such a turn off. I don't want to fucking be hearing Tony Soprano leaving me messages on my phone, taking me out to the olive garden or red lobster.... homie , it's not going to happen!!!

big bang baby

Tonight I am a mess! I need to go to work and honestly i feel like playing hooky, but in my type of work , one cannot play hooky. Neil (my boss) wants me to fix my schedule to come in early in the morning instead of working at midnight. What he doesn't understand is the fact that after working the midnight shift for a month and half now, it's hard to get back on that track. So tonight instead of using this time to work, I am at home, in my underwear, writing a blog. I know if I put clothes on and head over to work, I am just going to get cracky and tired, because my body and soul knows I hate it there, so it'll slow me down. My plan is to write this blog and go to bed for a two hour nap and then get up and try and finish everything by 9 am.


I also cut my hair, I know I know, what the fuck. I have a valid explanation. My hair was damaged from the winter, this shit doesn't happen in california. It was so dry I had to cut off close to 3 inches. So now I have like a 1920's bob or 1990's bob, either way I am getting used to it. Don't worry I am still growing my hair but I hate having split ends and gross rough hair.

Anyway, I can't sleep tonight because this move to california has me up.I am still deciding on it. Everyone here is begging me to stay and honesty I don't know what to do anymore. I am going to see about this new job that I have lined up and see if I have enough money to be able to move to my own place. But, honestly, I want to do more than cook. I want to be a bellydancer, tribal one that is, I want to sing and finish my BA and I don't know if I can do that here......
plus there is another matter, but i;ll decide on it after my party on the 15th.