Cave

    Dark places this week/weekend. A lot of bad this weekend. Usually I can see the light in a situation, but these one's in my life are just plain dark. Havn't felt passionate about anything lately. Havn't had too much feeling about anything. Just feel numb and dumb and like listening to depressing music. wah wah wah.

Thanksgiving

 Happy Thanksgiving Blog world, friends, families, or to anyone who reads my crap. I actually slept through this thanksgiving while my family was nicely gathered around the dinner table, only because I've been sick.  Didn't stuff my face at all, and I'm not too dissapointed since I do that enough during the week.
    Hard to believe how fast freaking time goes. Last Thanksgiving seems not that far away. We're blessed to have such amazing weather, 85 degrees today! Let the Holiday music begin....

90% Boots

    Wasn't sure what to wear to Ray Lamontagne since I didn't know what to expect the venue to look like. I figured can't go wrong with dark blue jeans, top, high heels, and a leather jacket since it's freezing at night now. That'ts pretty standard and I figured it's in LA and people dress like kooks sometimes....Walked right in straight for the ladies restrom and to the bar, probably only 10% of women were wearing high heels. I guess it didnt matter, but it was just weird that I had to notice that right away. Even Kristen Cavallari had boots on? She did have shiny disco pants, but she still had flat boots. Shortly got over the boot thought and enjoyed my Stella Beers and good conversation with my friend who brought me. I appretiate and enjoy when someone opens my eyes to someone or something new. Never really listened to Lamontagne until now. He's a funny, shy, dry, nervous guy that has an amazing voice thats for sure. The love lyrics made my heart bleed a little and my brain go into overload. Not a bad thing, but I couldn't turn it off and enjoy the music as much as if I wasn't in over analyzing mode. We sat 6th row in a beautiful 1920ish theatre. Glad I put a different spice in my weekend

 

              

Moments

My icey cold veins must be melting to a light pink shade because for the first time this weekend, as lame as it sounds, I actually felt my heart feel alive. I know life isn't supposed to be one big high, but I miss that feeling of pure bliss. The feeling where you know it's only a temporary feeling because of all the other noises in life. Where there's nothing else to be concerend about except that exact moment and time frame where you appretiate that moment. A time where you can remember every detail  so perfectly but thinking back on it there was silence in the air and my emotions over powering. Whether it is good or bad, it was just a powerful moment where the whole world stops for just a second. I can think of a handful of those times, and someone is always based in those moments and that's what scares me.

Margie Of California

     If I was born male, I would be down and stoked to be wearing the up and coming Margie of California clothing...I heard these boys have worked hard, and it shows. A lot of drive and determination goes a long way. Can't wait for MOC girl line...
     Margie of California is sold at American Rag Fashion Island and LA, coming to Thalia Surfshop in Laguna Beach, as well as Shelter located in Long Beach.

http://margieofcalifornia.wordpress.com/

Root Canal Pervert

        Being a dental assistant is probably one of the least sexiest jobs in America. I wear unsexy scrubs, a mask, goggles, and suck people's drool for a living. Kinda gross if you think of it that way. If I'm constantly in the scrum of the scummiest mouths or the pretty pearly whites for all that matters, why does doing a root canals give me such sexual thoughts?
          Everytime I help the Dr. out with a root canal, I stand there next to the patient with my white tip suction waiting for the Dr. to file away and use the bleach so I can suction up the bleach. It's a longer process and during that time my mind goes towards perverted things all the time.
          I just don't understand how I can have such racey sexual thoughts performing a root canal on a complete stranger while my Mormon Dr. does the root canal. I even go through the same thought process of telling myself to stop with the nasty thoughts, but I can't?
       What gives! I've tried starring at the fish, I've tried starring at the cars outside, I've tried everything to think of anything but sex while doing a root canal. Anyways, hopefully your not getting a root canal from me because you know whats going through my mind. AND if you are getting a root canal or visiting the dentist anytime soon, people please!!!!....We can see and do stare at every pore on your face. Trim your nose and ear hair, and women with mustaches, please do something about that. Lauren Conrad's mustache is enough for my eyes, I especially don't want to stare at yours up close while I'm having sexual thoughts.

Late night Booty calls, shiny disco Balls.

DLZ

"Eternalised. Objectified.

You set your sights so high.

But this is beginning to feel like

the bolt busted loose from the lever"

TV on the Radio-DLZ

Excited

to work at the casa del camino event coming up for my intern Riviear Magazine! It looks gorgeous already

Casa Surf Project. from Hart Concrete on Vimeo.

Halloween minus the ween

Peter Pan and Kitty Cat

Houses: Omg your such a cute Butterfly!

Kaela: Im just a fly....

Mutt's Lunches where the festivities began

So sore the next day

Broken Facebook, found a new love

         What would the world be like without facebook again???? I'm experiencing it as we speak and I feel as though I'm being punished. I did come to the school library to do homework, but its a habitual form to check my facebook before I get started...
        And now that it's not letting me sign on, it's just making me cranky. So I resorted to old fashioned Myspace to search for new music that I never get around to listening to. Found LLCD soundsystem and am currently obsessed. So that may be +1 to this facebook tragedy.

Hair

    

This girls face is somewhat MJ creepy, but her hair is to dieee for. I'm making an appoinment to chop off or do something drastic to my hair. I'ts not likely of me and I may chicken out, but I'm ready for an appearance change.

The Shys

Tomorrow night The Shys are playing @ the HOB in Anahiem and I would just love love love to go. Too bad I probably will not because nobody else really listens to them or everyone's suffering from the economy to afford a cheap concert. Anyways, I woke up this morning and the air in my nostirls was finally crisp and cold instead of dry. YESSS, bring on the cool weather

"wait, were friends"

    The past month I feel as though I have given guys bluntly the "were only friends" line one too many times. I guess maybe I should put into consideration of their feelings, but honestly I just can't lead on someone I'm just not romantically interested in. Is it better to not say "were just friends" to someone you consider as just a friend and let them pursue you and get absolutely nowhere? I think thats just mean.
    I know that I hate being pursued for some reason, but as I was explaining to one of my guy friends...girls don't want the guy that's always available. It's sadly always a game with the opposite sex and always will be a game. I don't understand why I can't fall for a good guy verses the fucked up guy that has too many issues or doesn't have a job. One dayyyy I'll learn hopefully. Guess I just need to fully let go of my past to move on :/ But on the other hand, im keeping my lips sealed for using the "were just friends" line.

Golden Ticket

Talk about a fun party I would want to go to! Willa Wonka themed birthday party for Katy Perry with paint fights, candy flowing everywhere, and oompa loompas. More pictures here. http://thecobrasnake.com/partyphotos.html

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going bananas

At a loss of words latley and this week I've been highly unmotivated. Hopefully I'll find some inspiration tonight or am just calming before an amazing storm. Maybe I'm just a tad sad from the little rejection I'm recieving from a boy who I kissed and I actually did like kissing. hmm. Friday night and I've got my best shoes on.

That's all

King of the Jungle

Last night I had one of the most vivid dreams in quite a while. I wrote it down instantly because I'm one of those freaks that believe your dreams subconsiously tell you something about life. The one thing that was in my dream was a huge lion that shrank into a baby lion at one point. He was in a dark stone dungeon that I was climbing my way out of. This is what the internet told me it meant and im A-okay with it.

Lion

To see a lion in your dream, symbolizes great strength, aggression and power. You will overcome your emotions and/or difficulties. As king of the jungle, the lion also represents dignity, royalty, leadership, pride and domination. You have much influence over others. You need to exercise some restraint in your own personal and social life.

Dungeon

To dream that you are in a dungeon, indicates that you will overcome the obstacles in your waking life by continuing to struggle and utilizing your wisdom.

I'm not your toy

La Roux "I'm Not Your Toy Remix" Jack Beats from AlexandLiane on Vimeo.

Hate to love you Del Taco

Dear Del Taco, You have completly fucked up my stomach for the day. I seriously blame you for the reason why I don't have hot girl arms. If fast food joints weren't open 24-hours, so many poeple would just pass out instead of injesting 1,000 of calories in seconds. I can't seem to kick the late night drunk munchies of quesidillas though!! They're just so addciting cheesy and warm. My metabolism is severly confused for the next three days after a 3 a.m. visit with del scorcho and inferno packets. Can we maybe compromise and have a breathalizer at the drive thru for those ordering the whole menu anytime past 1 a.m.?

If these are my drunk feelings, im super scared of myself sober on a bad day.

Totally wish I was born with those legs ^, so I could rock that outfit! working with what I was born with though :/

Destination