"I don't like being single, no. I live this fantastic life, full of all these magical things, and at the end of the day all I want to do is pick up my phone and share it with someone. The other day I'd sold a million records in the U.S. and I didn't have anyone to tell. It was actually a really lonely moment."

-Katy Perry

"Your love glass is half full."

"Whats a perfect date?"

"You take someone to Applebys and buy them hot wings."

I must see this movie...it's called Paper Heart. You should see it too.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1331064/

"Rita...if you only had one day to live...what would you do?"

What would you do if you were Bill Murray in the movie 'Groundhog Day'? If you had to relive the exact same day over and over again?

Would you play the lottery?

Would you sleep with everyone and anyone?

Would you use it as a party trick? To impress your friends?

Would you eat absolutely everything?

Would you travel?

Would you tell someone you loved them (even if you sensed that they might not feel the same)?

Would you tell off that jackass that you work with?

Would you quit your job all together?

Would you blow your entire savings?

Would you hijack a car?

Would you pick a fight?

Would you lie? Cheat? Steal?

Or would you just test your new circumstances? Throw a wrench in the plan? Do your best to throw nature off it's course?

One of those days I would tell everyone in my life exactly how I felt about them...the good, the bad, and the ugly.

What would YOU do?

“'Tis healthy to be sick sometimes.”

What is it about being sick that makes you want your mother so badly?

I didn't have a 'stay-at-home' mom when I was a kid (don't worry about me, I'm fine with it) and yet I still long for my Momma when I have the sniffles?

Weird.

Especially because my only memory of staying home from school when I was sick is of sitting in bed with my Dad and 'testing out' the bell they gave me to use if I needed anything...a power which I'm pretty sure I abused.

I don't remember being given chicken soup or force fed O.J. and yet that is what you automatically do when you're sick.

Is it all power of suggestion by the power of media and pop culture? I mean, I'm sure these things are good for you but how much can they actually do for you when you're already sick?

Meh. I hate being sick.

"Oh my god! We're gonna die and I'm wearing my mothers underwear!"

Even though it is an absolutely horrible movie...
I will always love 'Grease 2'. The horrible songs ("Reproduction", "Cool Rider", "Calendar Girl" and "Bowl Tonight"), the teen angst, the incredibly bad acting and classic lines ("He jumped over a cop car at the bowl-a-rama. And that was a REALLY BIG JUMP!"). All of these things put together make a sequel that most die hard fans totally despised but, for some reason, I absoltuley loved it!

P.S. For anyone who has seen the movie one of my favorite parts is during the talent show when the Pink Ladies are singing "Calendar Girls" when Stephanie (Michelle Pfeiffer) zones out and the star she is wearing on her head flies off into the distance...and then there is this absolutley horrible dream sequence with a pile of motorcycle parts painted white so it looks like heaven...."Oh, it all seems so unfair, just when I found you I lost you..." then it fades back to reality and she is singing all by herself in front of the auditorium full of people and everyone gets up and smiles thinking it was all planned. B Movie GENIUS!

The Internet is just a world passing around notes in a classroom.

This is a business card holder!
And a Christmas ornament.

And a BRACELET!

Sometimes you find the most interesting things on the internets...

“A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning.”

Some people love the rain.

I am not one of those people.


Wait. Let me rephrase. I know that rain is necessary and at times it can even be beautiful however, when a rain storm is so violent that it triggers the fire alarm in your building..that's not cute.

There is something really frightening about the rain, especially down here. Snow, although it can be quite treacherous on the roads, always seems quite peaceful and serene. Down here the rain blinds you while you drive, it raps violently against the window, it destroys trees and dents cars and cuts off the electricity...it's scary. I have never been one of those people who sit on their front porch 'listening to the rain'..well, I did it once...for a boy...it was lame. I would much rather hide in my bed and wait for the 'rain, rain to go away'.

Or, alternatively, go to Panera Bread, use their internet and wait for your alarm to be shut off.

"Make it bigger, make it badder, make it awesome."

I
am

obsessed.

“I've always wanted to be a spy, and frankly I'm a little surprised that British intelligence has never approached me.”

Today I locked myself out of my apartment. Fuck.

Then a thought occoured to me....I've seen it on lots of television shows and in movies...perhaps I could break in? I have never done it before and I had no hot clue what I was doing and....IT WORKED! I am a genius! I should be a SPY! I want my shoe phone and fancy car immediatley!

"When it's three o' clock in New York, it's still 1938 in London."

The reasons that I love New York are as varied as the city itself.

The city is constantly alive with action and wonder, no matter what the season.

The neighbourhoods are microcausms of the world.
Moving at their own pace, living by their own rules,

not caring what anyone else thinks and yet they all seem

to be catering to the needs of the millions of visitors.
to their fair city.

The people are unpredictable, varied, beautiful, preoccupied,

diverse, passionate and entertaining.

The people make the city.

Each street is a combination of grit and whimsy.

You see things that are disturbing, powerful, frightening and inpsiring.

Every day is a surprise, a gift and a challenge.

As cliche as it sounds, there is truly something for everyone in this town.

One of a kind shops, world class dining, literature, museums

(both for the art lover and the art hater), music, theatre,
sports, people watching, nature, science, history, media...

everything you would ever need on one tiny island.

"Dude, at my wedding all the groomsmen are gonna wear swords."

On the lighter side...you should defiantley check out http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/. It is HILARIOUS.

"Waste everything except time. Time is your most valuable commodity."

I have always found it very difficult to balance groups of friends. I've had some pretty amazing experiences in my life (so far) and often some pretty amazing friends come out of those experiences. However, when you've moved on from one experience to the next and those friends come back...how do you deal with them? They're from a different time and place when you were a different person and perhaps that means that they are not the best fit any longer.

People you once loved fiercely seem mismatched to who you have become...the grown-up version of the girl that they shared an adventure with years ago. And what do you do when this happens? You have shared some very intense experiences with these people, you have been through joy and heart break with them, you have stood by them when they have been wronged and they have done the same for you...you're grateful...but unsure how to proceed. I am unsure how to proceed.

The best I can do is be grateful for the friendship we had and what we experienced together. I hope that somewhere down the line we will fit together again.

Until then, friend...until then.