Time will tell who has fell and who's been left behind

This was taken at the Italian restaurant in Berlin where the waiter pretended to know Italian and Amy discovered he was lying (dun dun DUN) and he proceeded to ask Briana if she would accompany him to the "disco". "NEIN".
the steps of the church adjacent to the museum area...my memory for names is the worst these days.

Amsterdam! This is the first day which started out looking very bleak but ended up being one of the best days in europe.

during the day we went to a few coffeeshops, beginning at smokey's, because it opened an hour earlier than the rest. Everywhere in Amsterdam seems to open at 11 am or after, which is awful for early risers like me. i especially woke up early in europe because i woke up excited every morning, unfortunately for kath who woke up grumpy every morning. HAHA.

these are all of her, because she was the only person with me! This are all by the canal, which was lined by bicycles. It was so tiny compared the canal we would always walk to in Berlin.

Can you even believe these were taken around midnight? Look at how bright the sky is!

Then she saw Bob, so I let them have their privacy.

the promise i made is starting to fade

Oh my gosh. Paul from London wrote to me. I was so nervous and excited to read it that I waited all day long, even though I knew it was sitting in my inbox shouting open me. I recieved it when I was walking to Albertson's from Katherines to get fruit and coffee. When I was buying the coffee the barista caught me totally off-guard when he asked me what I was listening to on my iPod. I forgot I was even wearing it so I just stared at him bewildered for a few seconds before stuttering an answer and shuffling off as quickly as I could. Pun intended. Then I drove to newport beach. The water was gloriously warm and it was overall perfect. I couldn't fall asleep because of the coffee, so I left after only 4 hours.

Last night was a successful return to the watering hole aka the continental. So many familiar faces and it was actually a very amusing time even though I didn't touch JD or GG. An acheivement in itself really.We all decided we're going to get matching nameplate knuckle rings. When I mentioned that "Christina" would fit across all of my puny knuckles, Briana looked at me dangerously and said "NO. it has to say ninah". I love her.

wild horses couldn't drag me away

Went to Big Bear Lake on Saturday with Susan and Melissa. On the drive back I stuck my whole head out of the window and now i understand why dogs like to do that. I was wearing my sunglasses and normally would have been afraid that they would fall off but they felt like part of my face that day. The only way to lose them would be to lose my face. Which I could probably manage as I lose everything all the time.My skin was ravaged by the sun, which I didn't take notice of until I got back to Melissa's. WONDER WHY.
Also got my greedy little hands on some blue dream. dreamy it is, blue it isn't. All other attempts to gather my strength and leave my house have been futile. Luckily I've had guests on constant rotation but last night i got my own bed to my own self for the first time in i can't remember. i slept right in the middle all night long.

here comes your man

Danielle and I are going over to my aunt's house to babysit Angelina. We're going to make her watch The Parent Trap (amy)! And Willy Wonka if we can all keep our eyes open.

(500) Days of Summer soundtrack rules!

Faith you're driving me away

So bored at work today I made up my own secret code.

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D M B C A

If you can solve this, you likely have even more idle time than I do. Sucks. Also sketched tattoos for Sawna and I. It's very exciting to get a tattoo, especially of something you drew yourself. In the midst of this, a girl I played water polo with came into the store. I looked up from my pencil and paper for a little longer than two seconds, which is a record these days.

Now I'm watching Kramer vs Kramer and weeping silently (news I previously relayed to Kath via bbm). I hope this weekend is long and uneventful.

Is it what I want to be had like a bull by the horns?

This morning I woke up drunk wondering where I was and how I got there. So I'd say I'd had a pretty successful night!

This weekend was really fun. On Friday, everyone went barhopping for Adam's birthday. We picked up Daniel on the way and he had delicious Grey Goose cocktails waiting for us in his apartment. Everyone got pretty smashed. Adam and I stayed at his place along with a few of Daniel's other friends and it was a really great night. Saturday night we stayed at the Mondrian, and I got to hang out with Chris, Sean and Michael. Around 1 am, Candace and Sawna and I decided to walk to Mel's to get soup and veggie sandwiches. We got back just in time to see Bud Bundy get turned away by the hotel's doorman. As we walked in I told the bouncer "You just turned away Bud Bundy!" and he stoically replied "I know".

On Sunday, Dominic picked me up and we went to Malibu. We got Slurpees to drink on the way, and Malibu is a really dope beach. The sand isn't at all fine and there are massive rocks and stones buried throughout and a ton of seaweed which can be really pretty to look at. There was a car accident on PCH right by where we parked and as we tried to get to our car, a cop yelled at us to get out of the road. I guess he would have preferred us to walk over the shards of glass and metal that littered the shoulder, in our sandals nonetheless.

Then on Sunday night I went over to Laine's. I drank but didn't feel drunk, at least not until we had a Daft Punk dance party. We banged on the walls and stomped as hard as we could on Luke's hardwood floors. It was too much fun, because I don't even know what happened after that.

I'm not drinking again till Halloween.

I'm Not Going To Spend My Life Being A Color

This should go without saying but JT's in whittier is clearly THE BEST! and they have free popcorn.
Last night was fun. I met up with Danielle and then we went to Long Beach to meet up with a friend of hers. We sang country songs loudly and obnoxiously all the way down the 605. Later she decided that she wanted to go to Corona. I declined, even though I knew it would be a shit ton of fun. Because I was tired and didn't feel like drinking and knew that I have a big weekend ahead of me. How disturbing is that?

I feel accomplished because this morning I got up, went to Kinko's (ran into Tommy! forgot he works there), went to Target to get clothes hangers and face wipes, and then replenished the fluids in my car and collected all the water bottles from my backseat and put them in a trash bag. I felt like my own personal assistant today. Am now watching the Departed. It somehow had escaped me that everyone shoots eachother dead, one by one, in the end. It's all somehow shockingly nonviolent, perhaps as its so polished and its LEO and Matt Damon and Marky Mark. Two thumbs up! Anything about cops in Northeast is fine by me.

Just before I decided to write this, I read an incredibly astute yet human blog on the passing of Michael Jackson. Everything I've read previously has left me cold and saddened by the judgemental aspects and phoniness of it all. This one made me remember asking my Dad for the "Black or White" single on tape and asking him if he could record the video from MTV onto a tape in our VCR. We laughed together when In Living Color did a send up of the video, with me completely missing the humor, but laughing because it was hilarious to my Dad.

It also saddened me for the first time when I thought of all the people who told me they thought of me when they heard of his death, and instantly could hear me in their heads singing "P.Y.T." at the top of my voice in the car, or the bowling alley, or Target or what have you. That's the best, and Michael Jackson is the reason I'm so obsessed by music. I hope his kids have a nice life.

I completely agree.

Why why why would anyone want to be where I come from?

Today I had work ALL day long. Tom got a haircut and Jacob asked if it was because he lost a bet. This was ironic, because Jacob also got a haircut. Also, the guy with the baby came in, but today he was alone. I avoided him as best as I could, but the store is pretty small. I wish we sold books so I wouldn't have to read US Weekly or Star Magazine. Unsurprisingly, I spent a significant portion of my day sketching the circus tent I want to paint. I made plans for next weekend with Dominic, and Valerie sent me pornographic text messages. I have unreasonable anxiety that the tent will turn out looking like a cage with lights on. Right now I'm gonna go meet Danielle at her grandparent's bar in Whittier. I haven't seen them for at least a decade.