Hey guys...how's your dating life? yeah...thats what i thought...
I'm going to be at a very special event on Sat. Jan. 12th @ 7PM and i'd simply LOVE to see y'all there!!
Heres the deal: (and you don't just have to be a Duran Duran fan to be there!)
SBS:2008 is a special event for Duran Duran fans, old and new (yellow and blue), it will be at New World Stages (NWS), 340 West 50th Street, in New York City (right by Times Square!)
Tickets are: Full VIP Tickets (7:00): $50 Party Only (10:30): $20
This has been in the works forevz, There's gonna be a screening of the classic Duran Duran documentary "Sing Blue Silver", parties galore, and a very special performance by Chekhov's Wig (http://www.myspace.com/chekhovswig)!!
Oh and did i mention you'll be getting a prize? you like prizes dont you? yeah...i'll bet you do!!
All the money made is being given to charity (which will be the Wes Wehmiller Memorial Endowed Scholarship as the primary beneficiary of any proceeds, along with a donation to be made to Amnesty International)
I REALLY want to see everyone from myspace there, yes thats right, if you go...i'll bring you cookies!!! (message me when you've bought your tickets!)
Today i went to work, i didn't like it. I went back to the place i was working and hated before, just like an abusive boyfriend! Nobody showed up and i was pretty mad, and i didn't make anything, and i felt sick and was almost forced to drink orange Gatorade...the worst Gatorade of all!
Gatorade is kind of cool tho, not really worth it, but kinda cool. Esp the lemon lime.
I should change up my profile shouldn't I? I'm over this look, although slightly attached to it...Cuz it's like burritos, and krishna, all in one!! MMMM.
Tony worked with gross Agyness Deyn today, EW right!? What a hipster BITCH >.<
Easter is a big day for our family...not because were religious and go to church, not because we believe that Christ wad resurrected this day, not even because we worship the goddess Eostre!
No No, Easter is all about the Eggs in my family...
But no ORDINARY egg painting ceremony will do..none of that PAAS crap...no handy manufactured stickers of bunnys and chicks, crayons hardly do anything, and food colouring is only about 1/16 of what makes up a good egg.
It started in 2000, when my grandma decided to save the eggs we made (which fail in comparison of the quality and standards of todays egg), they all kept surprisingly well, with only a few smelly accidents. This became a running joke in our family, and now every year we attempt to top last years dozen (or two), my grandma saves them in her display cabinet and we have a jolly good time making them. This year has really topped the bill however...we went all out, and the creativity was flowing like the mighty amazon (piranhas not included).
Here's a look into this years Easter Egg Art-a-thon....Hope you enjoy!
Past year eggs, and blank eggs ready for decoration
The squadron of bunnies...protecting the eggs and fighting for our nation
Ma had a great idea, use a light bulb holder to dip the egg!
Egg-painters...hard at work
My uncle Tommy made a Golfer Egg...the first successful egg of the evening! (he was inspired by vijay singh who was +5 in the tournament)
My mom's egg was NOT going the way she had planned
but her "GOOD EGG" turned out fabulous!
it's getting messy
Some finished products...we were whipping them out like soft butter!
Hare Krishna, Hare Hare, Hare Rama...and so forth..
Don't y'all mess with my EGGStraterrestrial
Mom & Ma were running out of ideas, so they headed for the kitchen and the potato chips n' corn...this is what happens in the heat of the moment!
Ma whips out the tile grout! She's hardcore...
Still hard at work, hours later...
Tommy pulls another one from the creativity bank! he dubbed this one... "Sheila The Corkrin Graduate"
As the evening wore down, the ideas wore down...i tried my bestest to think of one last ringer...but in the end, i failed to see this one throo..
Oh, what on earth do i spawn from? this is why i am so strange...
Here is a quaint look into the first week or so of me and Stella's new apartment.
It took us 8 hours to drive down to the city from a upstate, a drive that normaly takes 3 hours at the MOST. There was a crappy snow storm, so we drove about 35 miles an hour on the throoway, and since my mom was really really sick, me and Stella used our strong arms to carry all the crap up by our wee little selves!
This was right after the last bag of crap was brought up...what you can't see is the blood, sweat and tears...
Our first bed...
Our first clothes...
My mom crashing on the floor because Priceline booked her in a hotel in buttcrap Jersey...curses! (She had a bad flu, but she told me to take her picture so we could send it to Oprah)
Our first fridge contents...Redbull, Rockstar, Fresca, Water, & Udon (all the necessities)
Kitties love their cill!
Kitties love eachother!
Kitties love the fridge!
We love Leslie Cheung! (don't ask)
Tonight we decided to have a quaint floor-picnic dinner consisting of fruit bought from the chinese markets & bread, obwiously we had a playlist of Yves Montond, Serge Gainsbourg, France Gall, Brigitte Bardot, & Francios Hardy.
You will soon be seeing a photoshoot and a video...hold tight and think about burritos.