afterthoughts

it's really hard to see an ex run around your neighborhood with his new gal. still trying to get over this fact. i wonder when i'll ever get over it/him.
soon i hope.




it's odd how even when you know you are not meant to be w/ someone and you no longer want to be with them because they make you sick to your stomach, your emotions still act like you want to be with them. Even though you KNOW he was the biggest douchebag you've ever met in the whole entire world.

sleepwalking

i went to a house party last night. i met a HOT jewish montreal man. when he was speaking french to a french girl on the porch and smoking his cigarette, i knew i liked him. he's a PhD student. we ended the night dancing to Stevie Wonder and the Isley Brothers. He is moving back to Montreal in August, so I guess that's it. but it was fun.

happiness heard your name

Don't be chicken shit.

TEDxAmsterdamWomen 2011 - Lauren Zander - No One is Coming to Save You! Becoming Your Own Hero

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ntKfkGnvMA

This TED talk changed my life last year and I come back to it when I need it.

It's about you BEING THE SOLE NAVIGATOR of your life: both an amazing blessing and a huge responsibility.

It highlights the truth between living and living your dream is ACTION. There really are no excuses. But it also doesn't mean you need to "fix" anything or be "the best" in the next 24 hours. We have lots of time and resources.  All we need to do is begin and that is all.

king of the forest.

I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 19. it makes me laugh now. it's sweet. do we every really change?


http://marzipanmoxley.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-i-was-king-of-forest.html

For you, a thousand times over.

Actress Adele Exarchopolous from "Blue is the Warmest Colour" has a tattoo that I quite like. I could care less for the placement, that doesn't really matter to me, but the words are great. 

It’s written “Pentru tine de o mie de ori” which means “For you, a thousand times over” in romanian.

brave true things to say

The Hill by Rupert Brooke 1887 - 1915

Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, "Though glory and ecstasy we pass;
Wind, sun and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old...." And when we die
All's over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips," said I,
-- "Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won."

"We are earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said;
"We shall go down with unreluctant tread
Rose-crowned into the darkness!" ... Proud we were,
And laughed, that had such brave true things to say.
-- And then suddenly you cried, and turned away.

15 Delightful Foreign Phrases About Love And Relationships

http://www.buzzfeed.com/alanwhite/15-delightful-foreign-phrases-about-love-and-relationships

so be careful when you bend over.

The Shoelace

a woman, a
tire that’s flat, a
disease, a
desire: fears in front of you,
fears that hold so still
you can study them
like pieces on a
chessboard…
it’s not the large things that
send a man to the
madhouse. death he’s ready for, or
murder, incest, robbery, fire, flood…
no, it’s the continuing series of small tragedies
that send a man to the
madhouse…
not the death of his love
but a shoelace that snaps
with no time left …
The dread of life
is that swarm of trivialities
that can kill quicker than cancer
and which are always there -
license plates or taxes
or expired driver’s license,
or hiring or firing,
doing it or having it done to you, or
roaches or flies or a
broken hook on a
screen, or out of gas
or too much gas,
the sink’s stopped-up, the landlord’s drunk,
the president doesn’t care and the governor’s
crazy.
light switch broken, mattress like a
porcupine;
$105 for a tune-up, carburetor and fuel pump at
sears roebuck;
and the phone bill’s up and the market’s
down
and the toilet chain is
broken,
and the light has burned out -
the hall light, the front light, the back light,
the inner light; it’s
darker than hell
and twice as
expensive.
then there’s always crabs and ingrown toenails
and people who insist they’re
your friends;
there’s always that and worse;
leaky faucet, christ and christmas;
blue salami, 9 day rains,
50 cent avocados
and purple
liverwurst.

or making it
as a waitress at norm’s on the split shift,
or as an emptier of
bedpans,
or as a carwash or a busboy
or a stealer of old lady’s purses
leaving them screaming on the sidewalks
with broken arms at the age of 80.

suddenly
2 red lights in your rear view mirror
and blood in your
underwear;
toothache, and $979 for a bridge
$300 for a gold
tooth,
and china and russia and america, and
long hair and short hair and no
hair, and beards and no
faces, and plenty of zigzag but no
pot, except maybe one to piss in
and the other one around your
gut.

with each broken shoelace
out of one hundred broken shoelaces,
one man, one woman, one
thing
enters a
madhouse.

so be careful
when you
bend over.

Charles Bukowski

Desiderata

"Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."

- Max Ehrmann, "Desiderata"

 

Daffodils

 

Daffodils

 William Wordsworth (1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth

10 ways to spring forward

TEN WAYS TO SPRING FORWARD

 

Even though we’re fast approaching the first day of Spring, tonight it’s snowing outside my window.  In trying to shake off this snowy haze I’ve been stuck in, I’ve found ten sparks of inspiration for getting yourself to spring forward and embrace the blossoming to come.

1.       Perfume
Everyone needs their signature scent. Whether it is a body spray or an expensive French Eau de toilette – find your scent!  One day you may feel like lemongrass zing, the next a smokey violet. If you’re in need of a pick me up, spritz a bit on your neck and wrists before you leave the house in the morning. You only need a spray or two to feel a little luxurious. It’s like wearing an invisible Harry Winston necklace. Everyone can see the smile on your face but no one knows your secret.


2.       Bright colors
During the winter months it’s easy to let the surrounding colors collect on your clothes. Instead of looking like you’re walking through an L.L. Bean catalog, remember to wear your favorite colors.  If your signature color is black try wearing an unexpected hue that complements your hair, eyes, or skin tone. I like wearing my coral tweed spring coat in these tired winter days. It makes my cheeks look brighter and the glow I get from wearing it is a confidence booster. It pops against the gray skies and white snow.


3.       A drink
A green juice or smoothie is a great morning cheers to your health.  Getting a glass of wine or sipping green tea while reading a book is the best respite after a busy day.


4.       Fresh flowers
The next time you go to the grocery store, try to pick up fresh flowers.  Flowers brighten a room.  Having a bit of nature inside your home will remind you that spring is indeed coming very soon.


5.       Used book store
lost is exactly what you are supposed to do in a used book store. It yields the best results. You walk out with a book – or seven – that you may not have known existed. I got an Italian travel book in February and it allowed me to take a mini vacation to Tuscany without putting a dent in my bank account. And speaking of travels….


6.       Take a trip
A great thing to do is type in a place you’ve always dreamed of going on a travel site.  If you can’t go there this instance, due to time or money, you can still plan for it.  Put a jar in your bedroom and fill it with pocket change. Label it’s outside with your desired destination.  Whether it is a weekend trip or month long one, it’s wonderful to look forward to a new adventure.


7.       Dancing to ________ in your underwear
This is so much fun.  Even more so when you don’t feel like it.  It’s hard to be pissed off about anything when you’re dancing in your underwear. Go Tom Cruise style: socks, sans pants, while wearing sunglasses. Show tunes, punk rock, Led Zeppelin – play whatever moves you. Close your door and start your risky business!


8.       Karaoke
Are you scared of singing in front of crowds? Karaoke is not about being the next contestant of, “The Voice”.  It’s about having fun and celebrating. If you need the liquid courage have a bit, but not too much so that you don’t feel the thrill of singing with reckless abandon as your friends guffaw, dance, or do both at the same time on the sidelines.  The rush you get from not caring what other people think about you is a wonderful buzz. People are attracted to those who take chances and don’t mind occasionally making a fool of themselves.


9.       Yoga, running
As soon as it is warm outside I put on my running shoes and get the blood flowing. If your motivation is “finito” before you have begun, make a new running playlist.  This musical inspiration helps me break the mile barrier.  If you’ve never ran before, but want to try, download an iPhone Running application, like Couch to 5k.  It’s a great way to ease into running while not feeling overwhelmed. Walking the majority of the time and running for five minutes at a time is a great start! If running isn’t your thing, go to a community yoga class.  Usually yoga studios offer a once a week donation class, that is less expensive than the average class.  This way you can ease yourself into yoga and see if the instructors are ones you will like.  Stretching and sweating give your face a better glow than bronzer ever could. You’ll feel reenergized and ready for Spring.


10.   Something sparkly
I don’t own much expensive jewelry, but buying or wearing the occasional sparkly brooch attached to my jacket lapel, hat, or scarf really brightens up an outfit.  If you’re the crafty type, peruse Etsy for inspiration and construct a glitter covered object of desire. Barettes, scarves, even furniture if you are feeling brazen!  Anything you can imagine can be covered in glitter. As for the aftermath that is up to you, but why not spread glitter everywhere in this world! You’ll leave a signal of Spring.

1.      

you are limitless.

I never really believed that phrase, "the world is your oyster."
but lately I am beginning to believe it is right.







After months of wondering if i had anymore goals or dreams,
I've finally found the strength to daydream.
I'm finally allowing myself to dream big. And while dreaming big, I had these thoughts:

It's appalling to me how easily we believe others when they say what we can, can't, should, and shouldn't do.

Following your heart is the truest thing you can do for yourself and your dreams. If your heart is leading you somewhere or to something, it is for a reason. If your intentions are true, it will cancel out all the people that tell you not to do it. That said, it's good to have realistic goals.  And it is good to have a group of trusted individuals who you trust that can help guide you to your goals, shape them into being.

What holds us back?

• When someone tells us it's stupid.
• When someone says we can't do it; it's too hard.
• When someone tells us we're "crazy"
• When we tell ourselves we're not good enough, smart enough, strong enough, etc.

But all these thing are only words. They are not facts or based in any truth.
Yet, why do we invest so much belief into these false phrases??? Are we afraid of our goals, and using excuses lets us avoid that fear? Lets us ignore the fear and succumb to denial because it's easier than thinking about the truth?





I think all we can do in this world is daydream, dream, make many lists of those dreams and go out and do them.  There is no timeline, there is no shoulds or musts.

It's odd how the easiest and the hardest part is to follow your heart. But in a way that's the only thing you need to know. Whether it's sipping the early morning coffee or taking a trip to Brazil, however big or small, if we are living with true, thoughtful intentions and letting our hearts lead us, we will have the world at our fingertips.

So remember you are limitless.  Things people say are simply words, not truth. The only truth you have is the one within.































   

i am.

once I had a fabulous yoga teacher make us do this exercise:

we sat with our legs crossed, our palms lying face up, resting on our knees.
She had us think of the phrase "i am ____" and told us to fill in the blank as we sat in silence. Thinking of all the things we are.

I am a sister
I am a daughter
I am a friend
I am tired
I am mad
I am happy
I am good
I am bad
I am [professional job]

After we recited some of these phrases in our heads, the yoga instructor said, "Now repeat only, 'I am.' "

I am.
I am.
I am.

The short phrase was so much easier to say. I felt free, limitless, full of possibilities and best of all, zen.
The short phrase is the true one.

my tribe

i hate it when people bail on me.
moving to a new city is so much harder than you think it will be. i figured since i did it once, the second time would be easier. but sometimes i feel like it's just as hard.
i can't wait for when i finally find my tribe. i think i've found some of them already.
i have to remember to be patient.

one thing i've learned in the past year is that this cliche is true:

quality relationships take quality time. you can make fast friends, but it is the amount of time and how open you are with them that makes them worthy friends, friends that will be there for you. this goes for romantic relationships as well.




PHOTO CREDIT: Daasanach tribe girl - Omorate Ethiopia by Eric Lafforgue, via Flickr

MY CRUSH OF THE MONTH

My crush of the month is photographer, Javier Manzano.

  

 why Javier is my crush of the month:

• talented photographer
• seems intelligent from the interviews i've seen/read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nE1Q2iDYwqQ
• passionate about his work
• SEXY
• has an accent
•  SEXY

IF HE WAS SINGLE HE WOULD BE A UNICORN.







Mr. Manzano is  an award-winning Mexican photographer known for his coverage of the country's drug wars, the War in Afghanistan and the Syrian civil war. He is the winner of the 2013 Pulitzer Prize for feature photography^[5]


 

20 Mistakes Everyone Makes in Their Twenties

http://www.cosmopolitan.com/celebrity/news/20-mistakes-in-twenties

I LOVED THIS ARTICLE.

Cab or Couch

 



I went out this past Friday. I was out with my friends for a birthday party. Some guy was there. He was like a hotter version of the lead singer of Mumford and Sons. Sharp retro styled, Mad men hair cut, plaid wearing, muscular. And he had a sexy name. The first name where it could be a last name, sorta deal.

We danced all night and then made out and then realized all our friends had left us. He kept complaining that he had to catch a cab to Arlington (wtf) and asking me to come home with him. My new thing is to not sleep with a guy until I know he's fallen in love with me, so clearly that wasn't happening. He kept on complaining and I was tired and I thought about if the situation was turned around. I thought, "ya it would suck having to spend $50.00 on a cab ride." I was tired and a bit drunk and offered up my couch but was CRYSTAL CLEAR that he was sleeping on the couch.

We went back to my place, at pizza and watched Maron. I should've known he was a bad guy when he didn't know who Marc Maron was. Red Flag. And when I found out he was a TAX LOBBYIST FOR THE KOCH BROTHERS. Red Flag on Fire.

After we watch an episode, I said, "ok time for bed." I threw some pillows and a blanket on the couch and said goodnight. He looked at me and said, "Wait, you're REALLY going to make me sleep on the couch?" 

"Yes. I said you could sleep on my couch. You're not sleeping in my bed. I just met you tonight, you're not sleeping in my bed."

"I can't believe you're doing this. You're so inconsiderate. You know, I'm a catch."








MY JAW DROPS. I begin laughing from astonishment. "I'm a catch!!!"

He rolls his eyes.
OH NO YOU DIDN'T JUST DO THAT TO ME.

"Listen you can either sleep on my couch or take a cab. It's COUCH OR CAB."

"Well then I guess I'm taking a cab."

"I guess you are."

He slammed the door of my apartment while yelling at me. I got back in my bed, ate more pizza, snuggled under the covers watching Maron and breathed a huge sigh of relief. I'm glad I got to throw SUCH A CATCH back out to the sea of love for someone else to hook. 

I get a text from him when he is in the back of the cab:
Is this your #? Thanks for everything. Such a great time @ your place. Listening to Beiber in the cab. hope 2 see ya soon.

WTF

Then i get a text the next day:
So hung over today. Let's grab a drink sometime. Nice dance moves ;-)

WTF.

OBVIOUSLY
I WOULD NEVER TEXT HIM BACK.

This is dating in DC.
This is why I will remain single until I move somewhere else.
This is why I love being single.


And this is the last time i will EVER offer a man to sleep on my couch. They'll just have to deal with the $50.00 cab rides.



 

trends that need to die

Will I ever stop seeing these nasty fashion faux pas? I've never NOT seen them. Are they here to say? If you have a friend, neighbor, loved one, or fuck buddy that wears these TELL THEM TO CHANGE OUT OF THOSE ARTICLES AND BURN THEM.

camo pants



THIS ENTIRE OUTFIT:



UGGS. ughssssssssssssssssssss.




KIMONO TOPS. at one point i had like 5 of these. and ALL of them made me look fat and I can't believe I kept on BUYING them.

Only in J Crew Land

I saw this on the metro yesterday. WTF. Only in this city would you see a dollar bill ripped up for no damn reason. In every other city people ain't ripping up monetary funds! They need that money!

J. Crew land

Living in DC is like living in a J. Crew ad.

Most people dress like this:




It's ALL very charming at first. But after a few months the Georgetown-Brand name-Straightened hair-Pearly whites-Thinnnn-Leather shoes wears off. Coming from Austin, I was used to this look among the populous:




So it's been a fashion transition. I like to think I am a mix of both of these genres, but mostly I just wear funky, bright colored, hippie clothes. No one wears COLOR here! So boring. It's like I'm walking in a fucking L.L. Bean ad in the metro stations. It's THE WORST in the winter. Everyone has black, brown and gray winter coats. BORINGGGGG.

Sometimes I think people aren't really preppy here, but only dress that way for their jobs. A lot of people in DC change they way they act socially due to their jobs.  It seems appearances in this town do not end in the office. It's a city made of thousands of small social circles. It's ugly people Hollywood. if anything smear-worthy gets out about you and you are in a profession that depends on "morals", and keeping up with the Jones' - well, you're kinda fucked.  Until you do something to redeem yourself. Like food kitchen work or something.

Also -  A LOT of people are not attractive here. And if they are, they don't try to look attractive.  Women do not seem to put any effort in themselves here. It's like they're too focused on NOT HAVING FUN. I'VE SEEN A WOMAN AT A BAR WITH NO MAKEUP AND A SCRUNCHIE IN HER HAIR. I realize I shouldn't be so judgemental. If someone is happy not wearing makeup and bland clothes to a bar on a Saturday night, who am I to judge them.  But I do believe style is an expression of your self confidence.  I think taking the time to make yourself look stylish in your own authentic way is a very sexy and fulfilling act of self-love.

If the women are hot in this town, they are ALWAYS with UGLY men. Like doofy frat boys that never stopped listening to Vampire Weekend and wear polo shirts and boat shoes. WTF!




MY BOOTS have really made an impression on the DC metro of late. I got holes in them while I was in NYC for a weekend and didn't want to buy new ones - it is March after all - So my friend lent me her tie dye duct tape and i made a quick fix.  No one in NY really noticed and if they did they didn't care cuz people dress like WHACK JOBS in NYC all the time and nothing surprises anyone there.

BUT HERE in DC, my shoes have gotten me quite a lot of attention.  Two men have complimented on my fucking crazy boots so far. and one older woman who said I "reminded her of her silly grand-daughter". So maybe people in this town aren't as lame as I thought they were.

your hairline now so untrustworthy

You Are the Penultimate Love of My Life
BY REBECCA HAZELTON


I want to spend a lot but not all of my years with you.
We’ll talk about kids
                              but make plans to travel.
I will remember your eyes
                              as green when they were gray.
Our dogs will be named For Now and Mostly.
               Sex will be good but next door’s will sound better.

There will be small things.
I will pick up your damp towel from the bed,
                                                            and then I won’t.
I won’t be as hot as I was
                              when I wasn’t yours
and your hairline now so
               untrustworthy.
When we pull up alongside a cattle car
                              and hear the frightened lows,
                              I will silently judge you
                              for not immediately renouncing meat.
You will bring me wine
                              and notice how much I drink.

                                              The garden you plant and I plant
                              is tunneled through by voles,
                                                             the vowels
                                                             we speak aren’t vows,
               but there’s something
                              holding me here, for now,
               like your eyes, which I suppose
                                                             are brown, after all.




Rebecca Hazelton, “You Are the Penultimate Love of My Life” from Vow. Copyright © 2013 by Rebecca Hazelton. Reprinted by permission of Cleveland State University Press Poetry Center.

Source: Vow (Cleveland State University Press Poetry Center, 2013)

Inspiration

I really like my job. I realize this is a privilege. I know many places in the world you don't get to pick how you make a living. And sometimes finding a way to make a living is even hard. So this post isn't to whine, it's merely pondering.

Like I said, I really enjoy my job, but I wouldn't say it fulfills me completely. I think that concept is very American anyways, and blindly optimistic to the point of nausea. The past few months I've been trying to fill that "empty" feeling. I've taken an urban bee keeping class, done some meetups, met new people, got REALLY into yoga and meditation, and i volunteer.

One thing I've noticed is this quest has made me a more open person. I'm more at ease going to new experiences alone, introducing myself and I'm more assertive.

A second beautiful thing I've realized is inspiration and passion are infectious.  My Beekeeping teachers are fabulous and class is filled with fun facts and interesting ways to build and keep a bee hive - and ultimately harvest that sweet, sweet honey from the bees you care so much for. My yoga teacher who also owns the studio is an amazing individual. She is so kind no matter what her day is like, she is intense about her career and lifestyle.  She encourages without being pushy and is very funny, never afraid to make an ass out of herself.  I also just love the fact that she is a relatively young, capable woman who owns a successful business. What an inspiration!

I'm hoping that being around all these inspired people will ignite something in me. These past few months I have been holding a magnifying glass in front of the sun and pointing it at my heart. I'm hoping it will soon finally burn bright and strong and I'll be a pillar of fire you can see from a mile away.

I have some great ideas, i just need to make it happen. It's just getting the clarity of what the highest goal is, I still don't know what that goal is.

Connect the Dots.

Last night i went to a 90s cover band with my friends and had lots of fun. We danced to santaria and hootie and the blowfish - "i only wanna be with you". I texted the guys who asked for my number last weekend and neither of them came. One was "in Baltimore" (i don't know if that was true) and one JUST NEVER ANSWERED.

It's weird when guys ask for your number, text you saying they want to see you and then never respond to any of your texts. But I think it's just because they were bored when they initially asked you for the number and weren't actually into you. Maybe they thought they were when they were alone at a bar. Mostly though I just think that's inconsiderate dick-like behavior. But who am I to judge.

We then went to the corner bar at 1:30 am where all the black men thought i was hot and all the white men were way too young, too handsy and i had to call them out and remove them from my general dancing circle. Race had nothing to do with this, it was just the weird unexplainable thread of the night.

It was beautiful to be out with a group of girlfriends. i really liked that. There is something about drinking beers and dancing to good music with women; and you don't care if men are there or looking at you.

After the last bar i walked to my apartment with my roomie and was hungry and wanted 2:45 in the morning food. She did too. So i went to the pizza shop around the corner and got in line. While in line i see THE WHITE WHALE in the corner of my eye with his fellow photo journalist friend chatting. "FUCKKKKKK," was my first thought. The next thought was, "REALLY?  ... ... ... really...?!" Then the third thought was, "pretend he isn't here."

But of course he was an adult and mature and came over on his way out to say hello to me. Which included a European kiss on both cheeks - I'm attributing that to his suspected drunkeness. He introduced me to his friend. I was graceful and appropriate (yet again) and felt ok about that. Although I've forgiven him, I'm not ready to see him on a 3 times a month basis. I don't want to think about him anymore. It's like when you're happy that your ex is married but you don't need to look at the Facebook album of his wedding day. It's like that. We never ran into each other this much before we dated, why is it more now???

This leads me to question what the Universe is trying to tell me. Am I not getting over this fast enough? Am I being tested by the Universe to prove that I'm "really" over him? Or maybe it's not cosmic at all. Maybe it's not telling me anything. Maybe it's just the truth and that is what happens when you live 10 blocks away from a guy you used to date and abruptly crushed your hopes of a new romance in half and then threw it like dust into the garbage.

Maybe the Universe is just telling me "you gotta keep on trucking, protect your beautiful sass, and cut the assholes off the team."

I don't know what the lesson is and i most likely will not see it until next year. Things that happen in your life are like a "connect-the-dots" picture. You don't see how it all makes sense until you are done and realize that point 1-2 is the arm and 5-10 is the nose and well duh, of course it was a horse!!!! Really though I hope i don't see him anymore it sucks.

Texting gone awry

I texted the hot tattooed non-DC man yesterday afternoon.
this is what i texted him:



it's fridayyyyyyyyyyyyyy

But i guess he doesn't like Corgis. or me. Cuz he never responded.

But I guess that's the whole point of getting out there. Kicking the assholes to the curb sooner than later. In the past I would've felt bad that this hot guy didn't like me. But nowadays, I'm getting better at realizing that when someone doesn't like you, it rarely has to do with you. Especially if they don't even know who you truly are.

SO KEEP ON SENDING CORGI GIFS, MY FRIENDS.