Friday, July 24, 2009


Lots of things going on, in, outside and around my head this week. Perhaps a rush mental dump onto paper (er..internet, imaginary paper?) will help clear my mind.

This weekend is dizzy.
Right now I'm getting ready to drive to Lake Arrowhead to hang out with the grandparents; but just for the day... Tonight, I'm driving back down the mountain, picking up friends and heading right back onto the freeway towards HOB Anaheim to see my coworker's band, The Union Line. (They working on a record deal with sony.. so excited for them!) The Jakes, Venus Infers, Great Glass Elevator and The New Limb will be there as well. I suggest you get some underground tunes into that head of yours. Do it.

Yours truly is waking her ass up bright and early for ..... work. ha, Biggest let down ever. 7:30 (crack of dawn in my eyes) ... to 1:15 pm. Why the early shift you ask? The Dodgers.
The fambam and I are driving to Dodgertown, USA to see the love of my life.... Pitcher, Chad Billingsley. He's my favorite. mm.

Lack of sleep and constant movement is going to start showing it's ugly face but I just dont stop.
Time for more basbol. Angels. Going to the afternoon game to get fat off nachos, fry the skin to get the best shorts tan line ever and sweat my ass off. (seats are in -direct- sunlight) I'm excited.

So thaz tha game plan, ye heard?

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Mmm I love me some San Fran.

Oh, the city. I didn't think I'd fall as hard as I did.. I mean, it is San Francisco..Everyone loves it and who couldn't? It's got the Golden Gate Bridge, Alcatraz, Haight-Ashbury, Union Square, China Town, Fisherman's Wharf... I really could go on...But I won't because in between all those sights and destinations, in the cracks of the trolley tracks, in the not-so-great alley ways, there is a little something more. San Francisco, for me at least, has an this magical air about it, an air of fullness. Fullness? You ask... No, it wasn't a typo. I mean Fullness by so much to do and see and eat and smell and and and ... yes fullness. San Francisco has a constant heartbeat, a constant life about it at any hour.

Maybe it's just my easily distracted self, but I dont think i'd ever, ever, ever get bored in San Francisco. I wish I could live there. No, scratch that, I am going to live there. One Day :]..

Thursday, July 2, 2009


Best. movie. ever.