December 2008
17 posts
ok, so i watched the city last night and it sucked me in. i love whitney, she’s so cute. i wish that the city was my false reality. oh, to pretend to work for DVF, hang with “social” bitch we love to hate olivia, buy a pair of manolos and get them signed by manolo himself. so what you are suppose to be an underpaid PR girl, you wear your $575 pumps and you work it for your fake...
how do you help someone in crisis? what if you can’t understand what it is going on in their head or what is happening to your relationship. i see this inner struggle but i don’t think there is anything i an do and that is killing me. it’s like watching from the outside. the weird part is it’s my life, too. quarter life shouldn’t be a crisis. it should really be the...
this is the most un-christmas christmas ever. it’s all sloppy and gross outside. we drove around and there were no lights, no cheer, no spirit. the soul of christmas is lost. i feel like someone needs to find it. what’s it being christmas if it feels like every other day. it should feel special. then again, i may just have out grown it in age but not spirit. i still carry a my little...
work can be stressful. everyone just needs to incorporate nap time into the day. after a meeting, get a juice box and a nap. you feeling like you want to club your boss and hide the body? some warm milk and mediation should fix that. if not, you may want to see a a professional. they have pills for that. i use to be a SERIOUS insomniac and then they gave me trazadone. oh, trazadone. they also give...
tea tree
m.a. : do you have tea tree bars? i love this soap! have you ever washed your vagina with this soap?
kerry: uh, no. can't say that i have.
m.a. : it's really tingly... why did i just ask you that?!
kerry: i don't know but i'm sure it's not the weirdest question i've been asked.
eat eat eat
i’m taking a break from the healthy eating to eat an arby’s sandwich. i need it. my bones crave it. plus, after the meeting today i think i deserve it. you have a room of 10 people and it seems like everyone has a side. everyone wants to bitch. everyone wants to moan. it’s not forward focused as i’d wish. plus, there are people i love and i don’t like to see them...
never the dreamer
…and if i am i don’t remember them by morning. i use to dream in vivid colors and everything seemed so real. the snozberries tasted like snozberries, you know? i even miss the falling dreams. the ones that freak you out so bad you jump/fall out of bed. those were the days i went to bed with an empty head and not a care in the world. i miss those days. i probably think about unicorns...
anxiety
this is all so new. well, i’m glad that new things are happening being that i’ve been stagnant. that’s what happens when you get comfortable. i always say, “reflection equals rejection”… and “i know, riight?”