156 posts tagged “friends”
Last night I went to a meeting with my girl Blaire and she was talking about how she was feeling kind of down this week and when she was pep-talking herself up again she was all "You're not having a bad day, you just had too many good days in a row" and then shit got really deep for a minute because I realized that was exactly my problem, too.
I got really spoiled for a minute and things got easy in areas they usually aren't and so when things started going back to about average I was thinking that my life totally blows ass. But it doesn't. I have a pretty decent life. Like above-average decent. It's a 6 or a 7, probably. More like a 7 most days. On a scale of 1-10 or whatever.
Oh, BTW, guys. Blaire is my new friend I met through this very blog. We're pretty much gonna take over the world together. Me, Blaire and SuChin Pak from your teevee. More on that later.
These are the things you need to know about Blaire:
1) She's awesome
2) She thought I was a fake person (as in, non-existing. Like LonelyGirl15, ferreals.)
3) She has a dog named Zero and a boyfriend named Brian who calls me "Meatmolls" like "Meatballs"
4) I accidentally stole her swordfish lighter when I was drunk last night:
6) She says really fabulous things, like last night someone was all "Oh, I have a friend named Blair, but she doesn't spell it with an 'e'" and Blaire was all "Oh, she couldn't handle an 'e'." And then I giggled like a moron and kept drinking.
She is probably one of the people who doesn't want her face all over my blog (I know, I don't understand it either!), so I unfortch don't have a photo for you yet of us doing something ironic or whatever, but we'll work on that.
Annnddddd! This morning! She sent me this song! She knew I wanted it and I didn't even have to ask because she just knows. Anyway, listen to HOV...
Paul and Jason originally recognized Ed at the bar from my old Defamer videos and then every since then we've all kinda kept in touch. Paul was my VH1 friend I was referring to in the MTV video last week. Jason, as a loyal reader of this blog and the one who introduced Paul to Ed and I in the videos, expressed to me last night that it was kinda lame sauce that Paul got an official blog shout out before me. We decided to remedy that.
It was a great night with good friends that I followed up with The Midnight Show at UCB. The show ran on the long side, but there were some of the smartest sketches I've seen in awhile, which is what really stands out when you're watching comedy at a local comedy theater. You don't expect to get something that's totally polished, but it's a chance to look in to some new whacky, intelligent shit that you don't usually run in to these days. I'll probably update with pictures and stuff from that later, but if not, just know that if you're in LA and you like laughing a whole lot for only five dollars, you should check out the show one of these months on the first Saturday of the month.
Hey Gurl,
Tomorrow you will officially be 1 step closer to be coming a black woman (imagine I said it like Tyra during Top Model) Next Obama nails.
Here's some adivce...think of me as your fairy weave mother.
:)Bring a book, snack, magazines, crossword puzzle, etchasketch, leggos, and your phone charger. Seriously, it should be like you're packing for camp.
Bring a Red Bull. Halfway through you'll prob be tempted to say fuck it, this is taking too long. 1 RB later you'll be fine.
Ask the stylist what products to use, not to use, and how to sleep and wash it. It's going to be like Wags the 2nd some days. Slightly unruly & in your grill.
I know you are going to love it! You are going to feel like muthafuckin Aphrodite!
Like you're going to need a theme song and a wind machine.
Peace, luv, and hair grease!
B
My new friend Blaire who I met through the blogalog hooked my shit up with the bomb advice re: my transformaysh tomorrow.
I don't know if this sounds retarded or not, but I'm feeling lucky as shit these days. I have good people and good hair surrounding me. Dreams are coming true left and right.
I slept yesterday from 9 AM to 1:30 PM and then proceeded to forget to eat all day. I knew that I was going to drink because I had barely drank all week, my friend passed the bar yesterday and another friend was having a birthday party, so I had to figure out what I needed to do to not be puketown wasted when I woke up this morning.
We got a bottle of tequila.
Now, I know this sounds crazy, because tequila can be both mean and entirely inappropriate, but I recently received a email from a reader who said that if I switched from beer and wine to vodka or tequila that I would deal with less painful results the next day. I trusted her, she seemed to know what she was talking about.
So I picked up a bottle of Don Julio and we went over to Ed's house to start drinking before we headed to the parties. Ed and the boys were running late from the first bar they were at, so Alexis and I decided to get started on Ed's steps so we could catch up.
For some reason we couldn't figure out how to open up the bottle, so we hacked in to it using car keys and proceeded to chase it with half a bottle of warm coke I had. That's sad and honest.
Right now I'm just coolin' in preparation for the sweat I will work up tonight with Hyde and possibly Mel.
