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All I have been thinking about for the past two days is money and I would I would be doing with it if I had any, ladeda. [Hopefully that doesn't sound too greedy..I'm fantasizing about baby things here. Like..going to Little Tokyo. Having gas. Going to a flea market.]
Man, oh man, these Versus dresses make me want to cry I want them so bad.
Booo, if I only I had $3,000 dollars to spend on dresses..Lord.
omnomnomnomtoinfinity.
Ps, I want to go to yoga and I want to go to New York and I want to be able to visit my friend in Santa Monica and want want want want.
Mostly, I want to go to yoga because the Victoria's Secret fashion show made me hate my life. How are any of us normal humans supposed to compete with that? Oy vey.
Speaking of oy vey, Happy Hanukkah? I secretly want to celebrate it so I can have something to do until Christmas. [Ps, we put our tree up today, yaaay!]
Okay, that's enough rambling. Now it's time to write a five page human sexuality paper. Hu-zzah.
Recent greatest purchase of my life - Hot pink denim romper. I <3 the 80's, strikes back. [Or would this fall under I<3the 90's, part deux? Hm.]
One of the three reasons I watch TV, G4's Attack of the Show! has been making me incredibly jealous that I don't get to work on some fun show about really awesome things..and then get paid ridiculous amounts for it. Wah wah, boo hoo. Not to mention my secret crush list can extend a warm welcome to Kevin Pereira. Sigh. [Who am I kidding? He's number one right now.]
[Let's be honest, L. O. L. right now. If you're not, you're lying.]
On the interesting scale, everything is at a rough two right now. Oh, except for the extremely extreeemely amazing and wonderful Local Natives show I went to last Friday with my budz Nikita and Justin. It's so awesome to go to a concert and be so close to the band to be able to tell that they're actually human.
[Picture unrelated. I just dig it.]
Oh, and while I'm on a ranty post - EVERYONE IN THE UNIVERSE should try Bikram Yoga. Okay, maybe not everyone, I guess it is a tad hardcore..but I mean. You literally have abs of steel the next day. And let's be honest, you can never turn down the opportunity to feel badass by telling someone, "Oh, you know, just finished by 90 minutes workout in a 105 degree room." It's almost as cool as giant rope burn scar I had on my leg last week. [Courtesy of a tiny, adorable dog and her leash..but no one really needed to know that part.]
Meh. My friend Benjamin posted this epitome of my life on Facebook the other day.
I really need to figure out what it is I like the most, anyway. If anything, this blog serves as a medium for me to release my inner indecisive self. Poo.
