I've never gone to such lengths in order to try and cheer myself up before but fuuuuccck, its been over a week and I'm still all sad. Some attempts include:

Listening to "To: Elliott From: Portland" and taking really emo pictures of myself


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Seriously man, fucking San Francisco ( Read more... )

HAHAHA! I had the best last day of work EVER. I don't think I could ever ask for anything more. My coworkers took me out to lunch, had an ice cream sundae party for me, signed this fantastic card with an itunes gift certificate, took me out for drinks after work and one of them ended up seriously raping my face. Oh and my boss bought me a bracelet ( Read more... )

I am really committed to all things sexy and dirty right now ( Read more... )

Oh my god, do yourself a favor and go buy the new Vogue with Natalie Portman on the cover. It’s one big fat lush visual indulgence. I can’t wait to spend the rest of the day making delicious collages in my journal. I also suggest drinking coco while reading it, with this terrible weather and all.

Okay, so De-Lovely was a good movie but Alanis Morissette’s performance of one of the greatest Cole Porter songs ever was so terrible. She must feel ashamed for totally fucking “Let’s Do It” with the shitty voice stick.

I amazed the masses this weekend and I even got a “well, I guess it is San Francisco” yesterday. It was kind of one of those wine coolers for breakfast, beer for lunch weekends. Then to hippie hill. Sigh, then when walking down Haight in a flannel shirt and cords, this guy turned on his boom box to a Nirvana song and we walked in tandem for like ( Read more... )