Impromptu Piercing.

After seeing a play in the West Village on Saturday night, I decided to get a little addition.... in the form of my 11th piercing. Ah. I think it's cute and it's healing well. Here's to spontaneity!

A little housekeeping

I've had all this free time on my hands this week since we're in the city and E lost her license. School hasn't started yet, and I've been posting a ton lately. I'm not sure if I'll keep up as much when school starts, but I'd imagine I will at least try, since I enjoy posting, it's fun, and I know people with jobs, and who are also in grad school who are great at regular postings.

With that being said, I was thinking of turning OFF the email alerts that some of you are receiving. I know how much it sucks to be in the middle of texting or bbming and your blackberry/iphone buzzes and--- Oh Hey, surprise! It's nothing but another effing blog post.

I haven't had anyone complain thus far, in fact it seems to be a little convenient for those of you who don't use google reader or follow Statelylady on twitter, but who knows.... Anyways, Leave me a comment and let me know if you still want them, (or, if you're not getting them, I guess let me know if you do want them??). I know housekeeping is lame, but I want to KEEP my friends, not become some a-hole spammer.

thats all! OK, bye.

Things to do before getting married.

Found this article on The Frisky.com. I thought it was interesting, seeing as I've got several weddings to attend this year, numerous friends who are newly engaged and about a million more girls who want to be married. So here is the list according to the author.

1. Live by herself for at least a year.
2. Live with someone else for at least a year.
3. Recover from a broken heart.
4. Have a vacation fling.
5. Take a road-trip with a group of girlfriends.
6. Relish sleeping in a queen-sized bed by herself.
7. Get her finances in order.
8. Learn to love her body.
9. Have sex with at least one person she’d never want to marry (or introduce to mom).
10. Find reliable birth control.
11. Pay off as much credit card debt and student loans as possible.
12. Spend way too much on a something frivolous.
13. Exorcise all past relationship demons.
14. Travel somewhere exotic.
15. Establish a strong circle of friends.
16. Forgive her parents for not being perfect.
17. Have at least one night she can’t quite remember.
18. Experience some really bad first dates.
19. Find hobbies that fulfill her.
20. Celebrate her 25th birthday.

Thoughts?

Hepburn vs Hilton

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Monday Morning I was, you know, in my pj's watching Hoda and KLG (why?) and this little pearl came on. Later I check my blackberry and Grace has send an email with the link to the review of the book with a excerpt. The books is called How to Be a Hepburn in a Hilton World and its by Jordan Christy. Girls. 1) I cannot wait to read this book, it's ordered and will meet me in New York. 2) how effin cute is Jordan Christy?! PS. she is Married. Just had a baby. and she is 25. Just wait, I'll find out if she was greek and if she's PBP, we're all freak, ha.

On another note, I found it befitting that this book and video is all up in my inbox right before the move. Like I said, I don't date. I absolutely love men, I just don't know any, I only know boys and I just don't have much tolerance for the ways boys behave. So I've just sort of bowed out and decided to bench myself starting in December 2008. This red-shirt season would have continued for the year of 2009, but I found out about Columbia in March. So now I'm pretty much rusty at the game, don't know how to even act right, because all of my training is based at PB's at NCSU's campus on a Thursdays drinking free beer. Since the book doesn't really fall into the same category as The Manual, Why Men date Bitches, or HJNTIY (the gold standard, pretty much). I am feeling more inclined to read it under the guise of sociology.... as it is technically looking at the social phenomenon of "stupid girls"....

So, Anyways. Snaps to Grace for sending the review. I'll be reading it.

Personal Style Inventory.

Just took this interesting survey. I have taken this type of thing before, but never one like this. As I'm getting older I'd like to do some figuring out, you know, those big life questions. Who am I, my likes dislikes. Lets be honest, I know the answer to those things in a sense, obviously, but I'm curious about what all it means in the big scheme of things. Whatever. Point is, as usual, my personality/personal style type was spot on based on the survey. I don't think I was even surprised. My kind are easy to read. If anything, the older I get the more prominent certain traits are becoming. All for the better I suppose. If only I could find a 32 question quiz that would give me a nice little formula for like, what kind of boys I'm supposed to like and date. Ha, thats a post for another day.

Anyways, here is my little score analysis. Take it too, it only take a sec, let me know you're results, I'm curious.

Sorry for Partying shirt

Good ole' Grace. She linked me to this shirt. However... Ya'll know I was digging for the exact one. And I found it! They are made by some emo scene-queen named Jac Vanek. I think she is best known for dating Ryan Ross (ex guitarist for Panic at the Disco) Regardless, I am for sure buying that shirt. here is the link to her online store. Her bracelets (see above) are quite popular among The Scene, but I think you had to be born in 1992 or later to wear them... Anyways. look out for me and my shirt while I'm running around New York being sorry about partying.

I need this.

Get me this shirt. Stat.

"it is what it is."

Thrilled to see this on one of my favorite tumblogs. This is the motto I live by-- and I wish I had that neon light fixture in my life.

Am I seriously going to start having meltdowns?

Headed down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline Starin' up the road And pray to God I see headlights. I made it down the coast in seventeen hours. Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers, And I'm a hopin for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight.

It's 3:27am. I've been home from the bar for 27 minutes. I'm here getting all awkward and sentimental, wandering around my apartment, listening to Old Crow Medicine Show's Wagon Wheel. I've liked this song for a while, but tonight, they are making me homesick.

To make matters worse, months ago I watched The Wackness when it came to me on Netflix. Seeing it then made me super meltdown-tastic. Well, of course, I come home and guess what? It's on.

So.... it's 3am. I'm listening to Wagon Wheel, Watching The Wackness and laughing at myself cry over a place I'm homesick for--- but I haven't even left yet.

freaking lame.

grab yo gat, call yo clique...

I really want this little mace gun.... can be found here.