January 2009
luxuriousvulgarity:
2009 Resolutions 1. Party 2. Bullshit. 3. Stay baby free.
December 2008
Happy New Year's.
My mother makes us eat black-eyed peas every new year’s day (it’s a southern tradition). She even gives me a can to make sure I do this. However, last year I didn’t eat them!
I don’t plan to eat them this year either. Sorry, mother.
I don’t want to ruin my streak of celebrating another good year.
Envy.
Girlfriend: I will wear my new skinny black jeans. I got them on Friday.
Me: Now I want new skinny black jeans.
Procrastinating.
Hi, I am ellenclare and I am procrastinating from putting my shit away. As much as I love presents, I HATE PUTTING THINGS AWAY.
Really, is Party Monsters Cabo that good of a show? No. It’s not. It’s terrible.
Oh My God.
I am becoming an adult. It’s scary.
i don't trust myself with loving you.
(via luxuriousvulgarity)
Dog Fighting.
I am watching how to re-train fighting dogs. This one dog, Georgia, was a champion fighter that was bred too many times. She has lots of scars, a broken tail and all of her teeth
are gone. They know that she had to kill at least two dogs. She can’t be around other dogs and
is scared to eat (the owners would take away her food to get
her fired up).
There are other dogs that won’t...
Christmas pictures.
I have recently seen the pictures I was in for the Holiday. And, wow. I need to start tanning and people need to stop taking pictures from the angle below.
However, I can’t tan. Not until missamylynn says it’s okay. I will deal with my pasty-ness until then.
Finally.
I just finally purchased the boyfriend’s anniversary present (since I forgot, duh, don’t you read my blog?). And, it’s within the $33 budget set by him.
Awesome.
Is it bad?
I could lay on my parent’s couch forever.
It does help that my mom caters to me by covering me with blankets, getting me drinks and forcing me to eat.
I made a Holiday wreath.
Yes, it’s to be used next year but I am excited. It’s beautiful and looks like I actually bought it.
I would make a fantastic stay-at-home girlfriend.
I'm alive!
No worries, lovers.
Please wish me luck.
If I never blog again, I have been killed.
Hallmate Series: Did that just happen?
Scooter: Hey Hallmate, I can make it rain.
Hallmate: This one time in Vegas, I was on a pole in the VIP section and they asked me to work there. They said they would relocate me!
Me: What?
“She’s hitting on us. Anytime someone uses a smiley face [read: :)] at the...”
– My boyfriend. :)
Good night, loves.
I must go to sleep now so I can work out my Gisele hair.
“I don’t want to look up my heart pains on webMD. It will say I have a...”
– Me.
“I think my ulcer is coming back.”
– Scooter (talking about our ailments).
Holiday Spirit.
Scooter: Don't eat that! It probably has roofies!
Me: Good. Then I can leave work for 72 hours. I am going to sit here and wait until I get roofied.
Happy Hump Day!
It’s my Wednesday! Get it? I only work three days this week. If you don’t understand, then you don’t understand my work week philosophy.
“Sorry for the music but ellenclare likes rap.”
– My boyfriend being mean about my taste in music.
I can't go to sleep. I am pretty sure it's from...
I am in need of a long run.
All my jiggly parts are getting too jiggly.
Festivus was amazing.
Serious Business created a video of all of the Holiday parties. As soon as she gives me the link, I will be posting it. The video reminded me of why I should never dance in public. Or, maybe stop dancing ALL OF THE TIME.
“You say I’m crazy. I got you crazy.”
– Britney Spears, Womanizer.
Gambling.
I don’t gamble for many reasons; mostly, because I don’t know how and am unlucky. Very unlucky. On Saturday night, my boyfriend’s work Holiday party was at the casino. He wanted to make me gamble (the two times I have gambled: lost $20 in slots in STL and got kicked out when I was 18, drunk and in Las Vegas - thanks parents).
So, blackjack was it. He gave me $50. I won $55. I...
I woke up at noon today. Ah-mazing.
Just another Holiday party weekend.
I am getting ready to nap and then will be off to Holiday parties. Tonight, I am double booked with boyfriend’s work party and serious business’s festivus party (which includes the festivus poll).
I hope serious business dresses up in her PE teacher track suit OR a slutty Santa outfit. It wouldn’t be festivus otherwise (it’s my third year of attending).
“Believe you can, believe you can’t; either way, you’re right.”
– Henry Ford (via boredintheburbs)
I obviously do (chuck the dog, not chuck bass)
boyfriend: Do you have a picture of Chuck as the background on your phone?
me: No?
“I don’t want to stop playing the character. It would be like part of me going...”
– Leighton Meester on shooting in New York City and being Blair (via jessicachu)