PIERCE OUT..

Why anyone would find those nose piercings that go like a bar across ones nostrils to be appealing? How does it happen? Does one wake up one day and think to oneself, "hmm, I bet id be a chick magnet if I got this super long steel bar in my nostrils??, im bound to drive the girls crazy with this bad boy"
I saw this boy today who looked kinda cute, I got a closer look and almost gagged when I saw this thing with 2 balls coming out of his nose. I started to really get carried away and wondered, what does this dude do when hes sick with a cold? Ert, gross. Does he beep when he goes through the metal detector in the airport? When hes kissing a girl does it smash her nose and get caught in her nose? When he has to itch his nose does it turn into a blood bath? If its cold out and hes wearing a scarf, does it get snagged? I dont get it man. Those things are tragic. While we are on piercings, what about those doughnut ones you see on peoples ears?? Now those, those are insane. It reminds me of those Sally Struthers commercials when I was growing up for Save The Children in Africa, where the women have these torn earlobes and look so sad. Seriously, what is that? Why would anyone want a black rubber loop lodged in their ear lobe forcing a quarter sized hole in it. Also is it like a gradual process? Do you start out with a raisin sized loop and gradually work your way up to a ping pong sized loop? Is it the ultimate in status the day you can fit your thumb through your earring? Whatevs.
I dont mean to sound judgemental here, because I do believe in letting your freak flag fly and doing whatever it is that makes you happy- who the hell am I to determine freaky from vile, Im just saying....

PS- Wanna hear a really great tune? Its a really fun, fuzzy- all of you chime in together kind of song/ tap your fingers on your steering wheel, okay that sounds dorky, maybe just tap your foot while driving- tune,
THE MYRIAD HARBOUR by THE NEW PORNOGRAPHERS its on the CHALLENGERS album. Enjoyz.

Sometimes....

Sometimes we need to stare our fears right in the face....
Sometimes people change and theres nothing you can really do about it but remember the good times and hold them close...
Sometimes you just gotta roll with it even if you dont want to...
Sometimes children say it best..
Sometimes Page Six blows and your morning just isnt the same without a good dose of gossip...
Sometimes you get an email that gets you really thinking hard about things..
Sometimes I wish I had never answered that last call...
Sometimes Curb Your Enthusiasm is so freaking funny it hurts...
Sometimes they choose Cheryll, I'd never choose, people do though.
Sometimes I bite my lip when im nervous..
Sometimes I can finish a whole box of tic-tacs in one hour...
Sometimes a simple text can make my day...
Sometimes a simple text can ruin my day..
Sometimes I wish Marissa and Summr were still around..
Sometimes we can all use a little music enlightening... Listen to the album BABY 81 by BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB, its freaking amazing. Listen to ALL YOU DO IS TALK in the pitch black dark in your room and blast it and dont say I never give you anything.
Sometimes that song cures every ailment of mine..
Sometimes my posts are boring...

Stellar Yeller.

It seems that this zip up hoodie is following me everywhere lately. I remember seeing it in AA last year and falling in love with it, however it was a size extra small and that was not my size. obvs. I then bought it for my little sis. "How cute would this be with tiny little jean shorts or boy shorts on your hot little self??" She smiled and wore the shit out of it all summer long. I started to gag from it by labor day.

Lately though this freaking garmet follows me EVERYWHERE I go. To the point of obscene. Im starting to hate this thing. Yesterday I saw it on 2 different people in Willy, Last week I saw it on a dude riding his bike in midtown and on Friday, a girl walking her dawg in nolita was wearing it. The week before that I saw it a good 3 times all over the city.

Today, TODAY I saw it on a dude on court street. AHHHH. The next time I see this thing Im going to make the person rocking it take a POLAROID pic with me, while I make a "no way!!!" face. I just might be onto something here guys, a sweatshirt blog. I promise, id have at least 2 entries a week.

Has anyone else been seeing this bad boy non stop?