September 5th, 2022 @ 10:20 pm

this healing process has been mossssssssssssstly mild, but i also say this as a person with a high threshold for pain.  the first two days were pure hell, but only because of the air that was trapped within my body from the surgery itself.  i could feel it all over the place – reddit kept suggesting there would be gas pain – specifically shoulder pain and boy were they not wrong.  i read that the air hits some nerve by the diaphragm that makes you feel like it’s up in your shoulder, but it’s actually not (the phrenic nerve).  some was pain but other gas pains were just uncomfortable and like torturous tickling.  if i tried to laugh or twist my body left or right even an INCH, the air would move and it was unbearable.

i read to take gas-x, which i did purchase for myself, but i really didn’t feel like it did anything for me.  the first night, i took 2 after 10PM, then one in the morning.  the directions said not to take more than 4 within 24 hours, so i didn’t take another one, especially bc i didn’t feel like it was doing anything for me.  i was luckily pooping and tooting just fine, so i figured my body would start getting rid of the air itself.

the next morning after surgery, i felt okay enough to walk, which they said would help with digestive issues/getting rid of the air, so i did about 4 blocks and back home.  the next day i did about 2 miles and i felt okay.  honestly, by day 3, i starting feeling better and more normal.  it sucks to bend down and to sit certain ways.  riding in cars?  terrible.  you feel every fucking bump.  otherwise, my incisions still haven’t hurt yet, but they’re finally SO ITCHY and turning yellow, which is a good sign.

this is day 6 for me and i’m doing most things aside from lifting heavy stuff.  i’ve done laundry, the dishes, i’m feeding oscy, i’ve gone shopping (with help), bathed, etc. – i just sleep when i feel tired, which has happened a few times and listening to my body as i go.  so far, so good.

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the first thing i remember feeling when i woke up in recovery was my throat being irritated and me having to cough a lot to clear my throat.  my landlady who is a doctor told me the breathing tube was probably too big (ouch).  i would say aside from the gas pain, dealing with that was the most annoying thing so far.  i think anesthesia also affects the throat, though.  either way, if you’re ever going to have this surgery – stock up on some cough drops.

lastly, the one other thing i took away from this surgery was how many people you have to deal with – the HOOPS you have to jump through to get it.  i saw like 6 nurses and 2 doctors that day that made me outright say to them that i understood i was there to be sterilized, before they would sterilize me.  well, this post really hits home after living through that.  i won’t get too into it since it a hot topic, but i believe if half the people who are breeding and overpopulating this world would have to jump through the same hoops, we’d all be better off.  #sorrynotsorry

May 26th, 2022 @ 8:48 am

some girls want diamonds, purses, shoes w red bottoms…

…i just want game 6 tickets to NYR playoff games.

♥ aren’t i worth it? ♥

February 9th, 2022 @ 11:25 am

“feeling rather unappreciated could really wear on you today. while getting a bit more respect shouldn’t do you any harm, consider the possibility that you’re just feeling a touch over-sensitive. you don’t have to work every hour of every day to receive respect! the easiest way to encourage positive feedback would be to offer it freely — to others and yourself. they’ll probably appreciate the kind words and may also be inspired to offer some genuine appreciation to you in return.”

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i don’t want to and shouldn’t have to explain to people that i need/deserve respect, appreciation, care, attention, etc. when they’re in certain roles in my life — i also shouldn’t expect people to give the same amount of energy, thought and respect that i give in return, but that’s all i really want and i don’t even want that much…  i want just enough to not leave me feeling like this.  it’s a terrible battle that leaves me sour on others fast.  why is it so hard to find equals in this life?

January 18th, 2022 @ 5:04 pm

i dunno what dudes need to hear this, but since many lack common sense, respect and boundaries:

• chicks with tattoos aren’t a novelty sex fetish, we’re people that happen to like body art
• don’t assume all bisexual women automatically want to have a threesome with you (and/or your gf)
• don’t assume alt women, women with tattoos or bisexual women means that person is kinky right off the bat
• don’t assume women with tattoos want to talk to you about the tattoos, most of the time we absolutely do not

men are so freakin weird and gross a lot of the time.  i can’t tell you how many times these have been hurled at me and my friends by dudes.  for all of the alt women out there… men, please wait for an actual green light.

while there are women that do exist that may or DO enjoy those things (myself included), don’t assume all women do.

August 28th, 2021 @ 1:25 am

touching on the last post…  i just read a guy’s zine i recently purchased and he mentioned about people who wear band merch being “a signifier for teenagers and a way of finding people like yourself”.  howeverrrrrrr, i’m still stuck on this – adults can still do this too.  i think we should be able to.  i mean, i still go to shows, and i like talking to people and finding new friends with that interest.  some of us haven’t outgrown the subculture we blossomed our social lives in, or the music.

a lot of my friends were getting married and having kids, so i need to replace them with other people since apparently that life automatically = no more going to shows.  i am not married and absolutely do not want to have children (at least the natural way, and even then, the window is closing and i don’t feel ready financially, but i digress…), so that does not stop my desire to go to shows and have fun.

he didn’t touch on it the pissed off way that i would, mainly bc he was talking in the past tense, but i just wanted to clarify and add to the last post, since i just sounded like a large asshole (which i am, and i don’t regret what i said, i just wanted to add to it).

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if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it’s probably a duck.  if i see someone with crazy dyed hair and a specific band shirt, one would think i found someone in my subculture to befriend.  i am not saying i’m not friends with plenty of non-punk/alt folks – I AM…  sports folks, preppy folks, emo folks, parental folks, old folks, etc. – but if i see someone with a misfits or joy division shirt (popular examples of exploitation of *eDgY fAsHuN* or the ol’ “i just liked the design”), i want them to know wtf it is.  if i talk to them, i want them to have an opinion about glenn, the M25 lineup days, graves, samhain/danzig and what they thought of the reunion shows.  i want someone to talk to about the different versions of “ceremony” and songs other than “love will tear us apart” THAT ISN’T EVEN FUCKING ON UNKNOWN PLEASURES.

i wanted to add slayer tees into this mix, but i feel so betrayed finding out tom araya is a practicing catholic that i just can’t even with them anymore.  it was as bad as finding out robert smith’s favorite season is the summer while reading lol tolhurst’s book about the cure.

THE SUMMER?!  WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK?
(it’s supposed to be autumn, duh.)

anyway, this is how we build friendships in my subculture.  when a person is wearing these things and not knowing what they are, it’s misleading and annoying.  it legit takes two seconds to google what a shirt means.  if you can’t understand that, you are a bonehead.

March 30th, 2020 @ 7:33 pm

while watching NY1, something came up the other day about how freelancers and “influencers” (i hate that word), and how they’re hurting through this pandemic.  i can understand dancers, musicians and artists, editorial, etc. (you know, artistic freelancing people that actually matter) hurting through this, but GTFOH with this content creator/influencer bullshit.  i’m glad that this entitled ass “career” is hurting.  don’t all of these little goons realize exactly how unstable and stupid this is as a career path?

don’t get me wrong – there are influencers that i do follow on youtube and IG, but the over-saturation them is ridiculous.  even so, the ones i do follow are established and were into this shit before it was *A THING*.

i can understand advertising.  i find it annoying AF, but i’d rather watch a commercial on TV than look at some bullshit ass ad on instagram about a mom and her *bLeSsEd LiFe* blog with her kids and a dog, any women trying to sell me a curling iron, and anyone with a fucking subscription box…

if you’re no stranger to my twitter or this website, you’ll already know how much i fucking loathe out of state transplants that move here to NYC.  i’m sorry if i ever seem like a broken record, but i hope this city eats them all up and spits them back out into the states they came here from.

i have been alive and aware of my surroundings since the early 80s. i know what the housing situations were in nyc, i know what the rent was, especially here in queens (my mom just left a 3BR apt here in bayside she was paying $1800 a month for. before that, up until 2005 she was paying $1075 for a 3BR apt, and before that $750 for a massive 2BR. the rent went up $725 just for one bedroom. WHY? because idiots kept moving into whitestone/bayside upping the rents, and then idiot real estate people told them it was okay).  i was living in my studio apartment in ridgewood in 2010 for $700 per month for years, and when i had to move out, i couldn’t find a studio for less than $1200. IN QUEENS… WHERE NO ONE EVER WANTED TO EVEN GO TO. THAT IS PROBLEMATIC.

i can not wrap my head around what’s gone on here in the last 15 years.  a few years ago, i read this book.  it made me SO angry, but it opened my eyes to see just how corrupt every mayor was in this city on all fronts.  we need a fucking break, and we need someone to step up for us (that’s why i fucking love AOC – she does).  not just us for us long time residents, but also the mom and pop shops.  commercial stores are hurting.  since the bill didn’t pass for commercial rent control last year, i just feel like there’s no hope in sight.  it’s just going to be bullshit chains in most storefronts.

i know i am a super whiny new yorker, but it’s so hard to see what it is now and what it was then.  the authenticity, the grime, the art, the flavor, the inspiration. i know it probably sounds like i’m romanticizing this city how it was – but it was so good.  i got the last, small taste of it in the mid and late 90s when i became a teenager and hung out all over the village, soho and LES.  i would love to feel that again before i die.  i know i won’t, though.

shit, even bob’s burgers knows it:

anyways, back to my complaint. these fashion/travel/brand influencers are fucking it up for everyone. i know people that have to live with three other people just to be here in the boroughs. WHO WANTS TO LIVE LIKE THIS? it is so aggravating, and it’s fucking it up for people that want to live alone or with decent rent. the rent to pay ratio is insane. no one can save money and we’re all living paycheck to paycheck. it’s not fair.

if i were mayor, i’d make it so that everyone would have to prove they can afford to pay their own rent without any roommates or help for 3-5 years and if they couldn’t hack it, they’d get the fuckin’ boot (i know, only in my wildest dreams). temporary city livin’, lol.

i really hope this pandemic is the thing that totally pops the bubble in this city and gives all of us natives a break for a decade or two. i can’t see how these cornballs will want to stay here. MTA is basically fucked – they were already fucked – and now they’re really financially hurting. no one is going to want to live here with no functioning public transportation options. also: there are WAY too many uber and lyft drivers. the roads will be condensed as fuck, too. like, what’s the solution there?

when they announced they were working on the L train, these little whiny cunts complained and had meltdowns when all they had to do was walk over the bridge or walk to the M train. if they think THAT was going to be a headache, wait until they’re FUCKED after this pandemic.

December 29th, 2019 @ 12:17 pm

if you knew me IRL last year, either i was a completely miserable schlep or didn’t seem it at the time, because you were a distracting, shining beam of love.  not having a job for most of last year was AWFUL… it was so depressing.  i didn’t just lose a job, i lost my routine/sanity and friends, but i digress.  i am here to talk about this year…

i actually FINALLY had a decent year, woo!

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December 15th, 2019 @ 2:09 am

01/01/10 – i moved into my first apartment by myself.  it was glorious.

i was still working down in dumbo at edit, i went to ranger games on the regs – sometimes multiple times per week, i was getting closer with my sister again, i hung out all the time with lauren, jen, jes and erica the most, i was being a miserable schlep bc of a guy, i went to shows all the time, i had hair down to my waist (it was when i really started dying it more), i was freelancing a lot, oscy was 5 years old, i twitpic’d more than i blogged, i flickr’d even more… i took my first instagram pic in november of 2010.

this new, exciting time gave me a lot of creativity, but towards the end of that year things became a bit stressful. as aforementioned in a recent post, i should try not to romanticize this era in my life that much.  as much as i now appreciate my tiny, CHEAP apartment that i had on my own… it was just one room.  my bed was in the same room as my kitchen.  it was at a time i was truly lost emotionally, and eventually that year, i lost the job that i loved very much. i wasn’t dating anyone for quite a while, and i was very lonely in a place where i barely knew anyone.

i was so glad to NOT be living anywhere near what i considered to be home (northeast queens).

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12/14/19 – i currently live near where i grew up… aka home… aka where i never wanted to be again (by desire/suggestion of my current boyfriend).

i currently work in the hell hole that is midtown, near radio city (mind you, it’s fucking christmas time at the moment), luckily i’m at a company i really enjoy, they renovated madison square garden so now ranger tickets are too expensive to go on a regular basis – in fact, i MAYBE get to 3 games a year now, i see lauren here and there now (her work schedule/location of where she lives) – i purposely don’t speak to the three other gals that took up most of my life in the earlier part of the decade, i have been dating someone for multiple years now and we’re living together, i still go to shows – but fucking bands keep playing festivals and i could give a rats ass about going to a fucking festival, my hair is almost down to my waist again (heck yes, still dyed weird colours), i freelance sometimes but squarespace and wix are the cheaper alternative and i don’t argue it, oscy is going to be 15 this year (EW!), twitpic doesn’t exist anymore, i rarely blog and i definitely don’t do it on an open, personal level (thank you online stalker fatty), flickr has sucked asshole for a long time now, and IG – don’t even get me started.

my sister lives in LA and my mother moved upstate this year…

i feel family lonely.

my mother has stressed me out SO fucking badly throughout this decade, but most of all this year.  it’s seriously shaving years off of my nerves.

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May 8th, 2018 @ 11:36 am

lmao at all of the butt-hurt trumpettes trying to call “cultural appropriation” for the met gala this year…

in case you missed it, it was called “heavenly bodies” and themed to catholicism.

now, as much as i loathe the term “cultural appropriation”, i can see why people call for it when it comes time to fashion, BUT  fashion doesn’t just steal them for no reason at all.  the designers are  ARTISTS that appreciate beauty when they see it.  i can understand how people find it exploitative to a point (i wanted to barf when the met gala was punk themed :cringe:), but they want to show everyone something they appreciate or that inspires them, whether they handle it respectfully or properly or not in someone’s eyes.

in my mind, people calling cultural appropriation think like this (at least going off of the majority of internet comments):

fashion = dress-up
dress-up = costumes
costumes = halloween
wearing costumes like it’s halloween to represent a culture = disrespectful

in my mind, designers are like:

LIFE = FASHION
fashion = dress-up
dress-up = trying things you don’t normally do, celebrating and expressing it through clothing
trying things you don’t normally do, celebrating and expressing it through clothing and showing people = art

it’s clearly way different views.  maybe my views/opinions are wrong…  the only thing that i can think of to keep people from complaining is only having models of said culture walk (celebrities aren’t models, but it applies to the gala as well).  maybe even having a curator of that culture work alongside the designers?  i’m sure people would still complain.  we all live to complain.  there is no magical contract an entire culture can sign saying it’s okay, and sometimes people of cultures don’t even care, so there’s never a good solution.  i don’t have the damn answers, i’d just love people to stop fighting over this bullshit.

the point of my post here was that the vatican willingly supplied and participated in the gala and gave the met the pieces…  also: catholicism isn’t a culture, lol.

as always, all of the MAGA turds really should READ before they say things.

PS: blake lively’s dress was the best, don’t @ me.

February 20th, 2018 @ 11:56 am

:grumpy grinch post alert:

as i was just going through my IG timeline, it occurred to me that people aren’t using their brains.

what inspired this complaint…?
my friend just posted a happy birthday post to her father (who is alive), who isn’t on IG.

i’m sure you’re thinking i’m a douche for pointing it out, but i think it’s fucking weird!

let’s dissect this…  someone is making a public declaration of saying happy birthday to someone that isn’t going to see it, other people who don’t know her father are going to see it and not give a shit (i’ll go the extra mile and say hey, her other family members may see it and show him, but still, wtf?) and she really just threw it up there without taking any of these aforementioned things into consideration.

it’s not just her, i see tons of people doing it all the time.  like slideshows with 6 pictures and full paragraphs that you have to drop down a read more for…  for people who are not even on instagram sometimes.  i’ve even seen people write full paragraphs for their new babies, lol!  like, did you print it out physically for the years to come?  are they to dig through your social media account?  i don’t get it.

i think what’s bothering me about this, is that it’s a very nowadays, no attention span way of conditioned thinking.  it’s like instant gratification, social media behavior has just taken over as normal behavior and it’s ridiculous.

i picture general people opening IG to post just like “la la la, i’m doing something so nice!” and not realizing that it’s just a post on a timeline that no one will even remember tomorrow.  that’s the point of instagram, i get it, but the whole birthday posts thing is just so weird to me.  why would i care about anyone’s family member’s birthday if i don’t even know them?  why would i care about someone’s BFF’s birthday if i don’t know them?  i still think that the worst offenders are the posts where someone isn’t even on IG.  i do not get it.

maybe i’m a shithead for finding it bothersome, but i find it’s just useless information my brain doesn’t need.  whenever friends post those happy birthday pics or “slide shows” on IG or they publicly @ someone i don’t know on twitter, i’m just like “WTF WHYYYYY?!”.  i know it’s not that big of a deal (which i can picture being a defensive response from someone who does this kind of caca), but it’s still annoying.  i feel like a lot of people feel this way but no one will ever actually say it out loud.

i get that it’s just a nice gesture, and people do genuinely think that it is.  they think it’s making someone feel special, but yo, you can just text them.  communicating directly doesn’t have to be a thing of the past!  you can make them feel special without the approval of others seeing it.

i feel like this post may sound hypocritical bc i have this public website and wtf is the point of me having it, but it’s also not a timeline shoving this information into your face…  if you’re here, it’s of your own choice (and also kind of the point of a blog).

only YOU can stop clogging people’s timelines.

January 24th, 2018 @ 12:52 pm

instagram bombards me with makeup artists and mermaid hair (cringe) accounts all day, erryday.  i sometimes get really inspired to follow one here and there, but i honestly get bored of them easily.  there are only so many teal or piss-yellow haired selfies i can look at per day.  i think the alternative hair just takes over as a personality, and i don’t even look at the makeup for inspiration anymore.  in fact, any account that’s just focused on one thing usually gets an unfollow pretty quickly.

as with everything shoved in your face in 2017, i realized how dumb these posts/accounts are making people.  because of social media, women are holding themselves to this ridiculous standard that people are really that perfect, easily and often.  that’s bullshit, and as much as people may enjoy applying makeup or dying their hair (guilty), it catches up to them when they have dedicated accounts.  there are plenty of articles online where these girls come clean about the pressures.  it’s like a pride thing for people not to admit that it’s not easy or annoying.

i’d like to help people that don’t know this type of stuff.
let me break the reality down for you:

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August 4th, 2015 @ 10:20 am

NOT THAT IT’S MY BUSINESS (other than them being in the public/celebrity eye), but aside from creating beautiful children, what a complete waste of time… seeeeeee! i told you so…  and i guess i was correct.

i keep reading online from other fans that they’re “shocked” and “true love doesn’t exist”, etc.  –  and i’m just like… really people?  have you not been listening to her music about him for the last 15 years? pull your heads out of your asses!  she has whined about that man since the year 2000.

anyways…

only amazing music will come from this. i am beyond ecstatic about that, even though i’m sad for her pain.

hopefully next time, she won’t make the same mistakes that she did with him.  less patience, more confidence.

February 9th, 2015 @ 11:26 am

competition does not run through my veins… i am quite the opposite and it’s a MAJOR turnoff for me. i do find it somewhat amusing yet highly annoying, but most of all it’s just… draining.

put your egotistical energy elsewhere and stop wondering why (wahhhhh!) everything bad happens to you.

January 23rd, 2014 @ 12:20 pm

September 25th, 2013 @ 2:36 pm

i have always been a creative little monster.  since i was a young stu, i’ve always enjoyed making things.  whether it be drawing, photoshop, coloring, jewelry, crafts, collaging, etc.  it was always something.  as i grew into adulthood, it was the same thing.  as a teenager, i went from mario paint to photoshop, and from photoshop to coding HTML and CSS.  from cutting up clothing to sewing it together in different ways, using iron on letters to customize shirts (thanks to my old friend ellen), to modifying hairbows and jewelry.  currently, i’m creating websites, t-shirts and earrings on the regular.  as much as i love doing it, time is of the essence, and it’s really starting to hit me that it needs to pay off or i have to put my efforts elsewhere.

my day (like billions of other people’s) consists of 2 hours commuting back and forth and 8 hours of work.  i am so tired by the time that i get home, that i don’t want to do anything, let alone craft.  between having to clean my apartment that is now 4x larger than i was used to, to taking care of kitty and giving him adequate attention, hanging out with boyfriend and my handful of friends and/or keeping up with all of my orders that come through, i don’t have time to even market what i do.  i don’t know how people do it, honestly…  maybe it’s because i’m now entering my 30’s (which yes, actually does make a difference compared to my 20’s), but that sounds like a cop out.

i’d love to be that “grinding” person, but i’m just not one of those people that are like “there are 24 usable hours in a day” (– corey, empire records), i’m more like “there are only 24 hours in a day”.  as i said before, i spend 2 of them commuting and 8 of them working.  that leaves me with 14 usable hours, and i need 7 of those (at least 7) for sleeping, which then leaves me with 7.  7 hours to do whatever i can leisurely and oriented towards my hobbies/creative ventures…  that’s just ridiculous.

i guess i need to micro-manage my hours… an hour or even a half an hour a day might make the difference, but to find time to be that consistent even 3 days a week doesn’t seem all that possible.  not only that, i have zero patience for social media.

i think the thing that is most frustrating about this situation sometimes, is that i have a bunch of people that are well established, that could push my goods here and there, that don’t.  i know that one should never assume or expect that people should do things in return for others, but if i have been a good friend and supported/pushed your product, it’d be nice to have some support in return.  it takes a second to link someone via tweet, website, pinterest, etc.

i’m never going to ask people to do that type of stuff, and they’d never have to ask me to.

sigh.

– a perplexed lady with great/creative ideas, that needs a fucking break/hand.
(wahhhhh! fuck it, i’m not afraid to admit it…)

August 20th, 2013 @ 1:22 pm

[article: there goes the neighborhood]

♥ thank you for capturing my angst for out-of-state transplants in a mature way, that makes total sense. ♥

“when there is something special in this world… It shouldn’t be exploited.”

…that’s the difference between actual new yorkers and the majority of these out-of-state lemmings.  we don’t exploit our neighborhoods, we enjoy them. we queens natives are not taking our neighborhoods for granted, i guess we just inadvertently and unconsciously keep them to ourselves, so that they don’t get overrun by lame people that really just try too hard, and ruin our moderately sensible ways of life.

around my ‘hood (i’ve been living in ridgewood/glendale area for 3 years now), they’re trickling in.  i don’t understand why there is a need to have neighborhood pride in the sense that it needs to be exploited, discovered or pushed like “OMG no one has ever seen this land before” type of shit…  when it boils down to it, it’s just another ‘hood in queens.

there are decades and decades of old school families that have been there, minding their own business, just living life.  they’re ruining it for us now, and our future native generations (if any of us even choose to stay).  how i feel for queens, is also how i feel for native brooklyn ‘hoods that are quiet and family oriented as well.  these loud/annoying hipsters that drink/scream all night like they’re living in dorms and not apartments are annoying, there are certain ‘hoods for that…

queens isn’t a novelty, it’s not a goal for someone in ohio or iowa.  i wonder wtf goes through these transplants heads, i swear.

we don’t need art galleries, we don’t need vegan this that and the other thing, or an american apparel (god, please don’t let them infiltrate!), or gourmet snobby cheese stores run by 30 yr old white men with jorts+beards, nor do we want these things.  that’s what the industrial areas that are rundown and revamped are for.

what i don’t get, is that if they were trying to escape their prison-like non-accepting suburbs, why are they now looking for the suburbs? THEY SHOULD JUST GO BACK HOME (or did they just want to live that way elsewhere, wearing thick framed glasses, converse/jorts and munching on tofu?).

i feel really awful being so negative about this topic all of the time. it just really frustrates me that where i was born and raised, and should have the right to stay in and give to my future kids if i have any, is almost out of my grasps. there’s only room for it to get worse and more expensive.

sigh.

August 16th, 2013 @ 10:36 am

so down the block from my new job, there’s a yankee’s store (barf), and i can’t help but roll my eyes and get annoyed looking at the 8 foot tall statue of a-ROID. the other morning, however, i spotted this little gem. if this doesn’t sum up exactly why i can’t stand that team, i don’t know what else could…

i don’t think that this shirts message is even kidding, and i guarantee you every moron that will own that shirt feels/thinks exactly the same way, it’s nauseating. if the rangers (or any other NY team) ever made a shirt like that, i definitely wouldn’t buy it.  i’d be like wtf?  that’s not even the point of sports!

listen, i understand that the yankee’s have massive NYC history, and baseball in general, but there’s a difference between pride and arrogance.  the rangers were one of the original 6 NHL teams, i’m pretty sure that the anaheim ducks don’t and shouldn’t ENVY us for that… if we had 13 stanley cups under our franchise belt, i wouldn’t think they should envy us for that either.

blah blah blah.

either way, this shirt annoyed me. the team is fucking annoying, and the majority of their fans are fucking annoying. this is why even when the mets don’t go into the post-season, i can’t root for these uptown brats.

July 26th, 2013 @ 12:35 am

i figured last friday or saturday (my days have all been a big blur recently), i’d try to get my boyfriend drunk.  we moved in together and we rarely just kick back with beers and get tipsy.  even when i lived in ridgewood alone, i always had heineken lights in the fridge.  i mean, we’re living together and we’re not being wreckless lushes?  what kind of shit is that???  when did i become a boring adult?

once i got over my midlife crisis, i eventually got him out to the deli with me.  we got some bud light limes (yes, i know, sissy drinks) and i grabbed this bud light lime strawberrita thing.  my friend ashley always posts it on instagram, so i was thinking it’s probably delishhhh.

i thought wrong.

at first sip, i thought it resembled the taste of a st. ides special brew (mixed fruit flavour), but then the tequila taste kicks in.  it’s way strong in taste, and to be honest with you, i was feeling it after just 10 sips…  this is weird because i can put down like 2 pitchers of sangria and/or 8 regular beers, and function as completely buzzed until the end of the night (seriously, i am no lightweight), but this and smirnoff ice put me on my arse.

when i first started drinking as an adult, all i drank was yummy smirnoff ice.  i would drink 2 and be buzzed!  i think it was the carbonation…  which i think is the same thing with this drink.

anyways, the point of this post is just to tell you that it’s gross, lol.

i wouldn’t drink this again unless i wanted to get drunk in a hurry for whatever reason.  it’s also too damn sweet…  i’m sure drinking an entire 24 oz. of this would leave you with a nasty headache and/or hangover.

July 4th, 2013 @ 5:20 pm

it’s the 4th of july, and i really couldn’t give more of a shit.  how terrible?

a) it’s so unpatriotic and un-american of me
and b) what a fucking party pooper!!

i guess there’s a lot going on here…

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April 2nd, 2013 @ 12:55 pm

an ego confused with confidence will kill my friendship with anyone.

loyalty, honesty, personality and talent impress me, not blindly obnoxious self-admiration or people trying to one-up me.

March 25th, 2013 @ 12:17 pm

firstly, i just want to state very clearly that i have loved kevin smith, and his movies for years. i think he’s hilarious and brilliant and i love the way that he references and pays homage to things that he loves. i fall into such a 90’s feel when watching those movies, and i love and miss them times so much… so i love to throw them on often.

at any rate, i went on an anti-brodeur tirade on google today. i went scouring for an “uncle daddy” shirt. if you have no idea what i’m referring to, read this (one of many articles covering the story).

in addition to not finding an “uncle daddy” shirt, i did however find a lot of good videos and NYR articles praising players that are no longer on our team, as well. however, going through articles i somehow stumbled upon this article, and it left me feeling very unsettled about the entire premise of the article.

it can be divided into so many different “arguments/points”, so i’ve gotta start this off with a “read more” link because not only did it spark reasoning/an explanation of the NYR vs. NJD rivalry (even between the fans, we don’t just “HATE” you guys for no reason, kevin), but it close-to-home sparks a NYM vs. NYY debate, as well from one of his interview quotes.

i’ll intertwine both.

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March 12th, 2013 @ 12:49 pm

i mean, this could be purely coincidental, but i figured i’d document it anyhow. it immediately struck me as a potential replica.

noir: gotham city ring
modcloth: draw the skyline ring

January 23rd, 2013 @ 5:33 pm

#PSA

if i know you in real life, and for some reason you’re reading this…  i hope you realize that i’m dead serious about this post…

this year, i have decided that i have NO PATIENCE for ANYONE’S bullshit.  if you irritate me, repetitively force your opinion on me, disrespect me, do some coo-coo bean high school dramatic bullshit, i’m done.  i’ve also additionally hit a point where i really don’t give a shit if you think my idea of “friend-loyalty” is irrational or immature or not, on this next subject…

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January 10th, 2013 @ 7:28 pm

i take my astrological characteristics pretty seriously, only because every time i read them – from a million different places – they all describe me TO THE TEE…

over the years, one of my worst/best qualities as a virgo is being critical (i can’t help it).  as i criticize and analyze situations, i instantly start thinking about how to repair them or how they could have been prevented.  i realize that i don’t have all the answers in life, nor do i believe that my theoretical solutions always the “correct” ones (i’m not a know it all), but most of the time, it’s overlooked common sense shit… and that lack of common sense shit, drives. me. crazy.

it’s hard to not be judgmental when there is stupidity in your face ALL THE TIME – especially on social media. if you’re going to use it as an outlet for your true feelings, and for spitting complaints and issues that are going on in your life, just make your accounts private. that way, you can control who is reading your thoughts, and who isn’t.  what sparked this is someone that i follow went on about “mind your business” about a situation at hand.

i find it so annoying when people don’t filter themselves online, and the first thing it makes me think of, is back to the days where if a teenage girl got pregnant, her parents shipped her away…  everyone has gotten to the point where no one cares, i mean – there aren’t that many “taboo” things anymore, so no one does that anymore (not that i think that is acceptable behavior, i don’t, but it’s less common nowadays, is my point).

the point of doing that, was so that people wouldn’t be shamed, or embarrassed for their family’s pride, and for that girl’s reputation. nowadays, it’s seemingly “acceptable”, but the minute someone opens their mouth with an opinion, it’s nobody’s business to have formed or voiced an opinion?

the world started getting FUCKED when people stopped caring about what others think, in a way, i suppose. i don’t think that sending your daughter off because she’s knocked up is the answer either… you can’t just sweep shit under the rug to solve problems.  i believe that there are levels to these things, it’s not black and white. i guess my point is just to think before you say something that doesn’t belong in the public eye, or get angry when someone forms an opinion. a lot of the time, it’s just human nature.

i tweet a lot of stuff and i may blog a lot on this website about my personal life, but there is A LOT that isn’t on here, either.  almost everything that goes on here isn’t all that “deep”, and i don’t expect people to NOT comment on things that i say. feel free to, and i wouldn’t write back screaming that it wasn’t your business to comment in the first place. if it’s in public, it’s up for discussion, and that’s that.

anything that i post here, is general public, filtered babble, that isn’t too detailed.  that goes for over the years, also. i have never aired my dirty laundry in detail about ex’s, specific “friends”, etc. for that reason…  it’s just not productive, and it’s nobody’s business.

November 6th, 2012 @ 2:45 pm

whenever i hear or see the term “ombre” used, a little part of me dies. i realize that it’s a technical term used in hair/cloth dying (suck it), but no one has used it until recently… i get that it is an acceptable term for what it does, but to me it just screams YUPPIE/HIPSTER/FASHIONISTA (barf).

i’m a graphic designer, and being that i’ve been using photoshop for years, i guess that’s why i constantly use the term “gradient”. even when i used to rock that “ombre” hair/tips, i’d call it dip-dye.

i think what pisses me off is that i see it EVERYWHERE. in home decor blogs, nail tutorials, hair tutorials, etc. i’d rather see the word “fading” vs. “ombre”. ombre dresser? i’ve even seen posts that say “ombre/gradient tutorial”… that just sounds stupid, PICK ONE WORD, lol.

“By the way. Where does this word ‘ombre’ come from?? I’ve always called it a gradient. Or is that just my Photoshop/Illustrator learning? I even looked it up on Wikipedia and the results for ombre turned up some card game. Sorry just had to throw that out there because it bugs me every time I see the word on a craft blog. I’m just using it so other people will know what I mean. I guess I’m just making the problem worse. Oh, boy.” – [source]

AMEN.

October 24th, 2012 @ 2:14 pm

so i found this in my inbox this morning, after one of our out-of-state clients came to visit us yesterday (obv. the first time that i had met one of the women i frequently talk to via email and over the phone):

and i laughed at first but then cringed a little bit…

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June 18th, 2012 @ 11:33 pm

maybe it’s wrong of me to instantly get defensive and pissed when i discover people selling shit that EERILY resembles other peoples creations… but sometimes it’s just so fucking frustrating because of how obvious it seems (is).  i have NEVER found copying off of other people “flattering”, and it infuriates me especially when i see my favorite designers being ripped off.

in this posts case, we have two of my favorite jewelry designers that have been totally (seemingly) jocked.

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March 31st, 2012 @ 1:39 am

while this mega millions amount kept climbing and climbing, of course i was playing.  you gotta be in it to win it, so they say.

i had mike and i buying $5 quick picks, lol.  i didn’t think going overboard was going to up the chances especially since we wouldn’t buy over $20 at most…  i figured if i were fated to win the lottery, i’d have to deal with the $5 draw of luck.  which obviously didn’t prove in my favor since i didn’t win diddly squat.

if i did in fact win, i think these would be the first ten things that i’d do.

1. gather up family/friends for vacation. decide on a warm, mexican vacation exactly what would be done in the near future with my winnings.
2. pay off all of my family’s debts and my own (which are like, nothing, thankfully.  i honestly only think that i owe time warner cable like $30, lol.).
3. build a house. not buy… build.  and house my family on the same land if they wanted… i’d totally build a compound.
4. buy a photobooth for my home, install display walls with wallpaper that are controlled by computer, have tube slides built in throughout the house.
5. get my teeth fixed up – in desperate need of invisalign for my bottom teefs :\
6. LASER REMOVAL OF ALL HAIR BELOW MY NECK.
7. donate money to charity, and select friends.
8. buy an amazing apt in the city.
9. save/invest money.
10. travel?

i guess it was kind of hard to figure out what i’d really want to do if i did actually have that money. i got super out-of-ideas towards #8.  i would say i’d keep working and be an average shmoe… but i mean, i’m not even working full-time at the moment, lol.  i would totally start-up the web development company i’ve always dreamed of for myself if i could. i would totally still work on websites for fun!

what would you do?

December 1st, 2011 @ 3:58 pm

first off, i hate the term “tween”, but i’m using it because it is an accurate term used via this article…

okay the whole hair removal thing… i 10000000000% agree that tweeny eyebrows should be taken care of… case in point, the image below… my eyebrows were about this FULL from ages 9/10 moving forward, until the ripe age of 16 (when i decided to go behind my mothers back and wax them fuckers down). my mother is always going on and on with “you were so beautiful” and “you were a natural beauty”, but come on… seriously? they were horrible. and once i hit junior high school, them shits should have been taken care of. i mean, junior high school is when all the social shit really kicks in. first kisses, first boyfriends, dances, etc… she couldn’t help me out? even today first thing out of her mouth is shit like “brooke shields eyebrows were full and beautiful”… um, we (unfortunately) aren’t in the 80’s… what was she thinking?!

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November 29th, 2011 @ 6:03 pm

my homegirl sheena reblogged a post earlier today on tumblr that reminded me to post about something that gets on my nerves…  not to be directed at her of course, i love the sheebs, but i’ve read bullshit comments/ppls two cents about it so many times before she even hit the reblog button, but this is seriously annoying to read. this is some seriously negative bullshit.

i’m not gonna sit here pretending to be, or saying that i’m a professional photographer… i know that isn’t the case at all, so to make it clear, i’m not trying to defend myself in that respect. my point is, who are all of these whiny, elite people all over the interwebz that have decided that the bulk of instagram users even consider themselves “(professional/amateur/[insert actual, other “valid” type]) photographers”? i’d like one of them to provide 5-10 instagram user bios that even clearly state that they think they are…

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