The after math of Cranberry and Svedka

Tuesday Night @ Cinespace...The best of the West and East came together...

They called it LA vs NY...And no it wasn't the dodgers vs. Those filthy Yanks playing...This Tuesday night two different teams represented...From NY- The Misshapes (and Jackson) and Oxy Cottaintail and from LA Steve Aoki & Them Jeans.


But before that... After dropping off some flowers for Erin who unconsciously made me feel bad for not hanging out with her in more than two weeks...Apparently, I've been a bad friend..(She's that one friend all girls have...The kind that you spend so much time with, fight with when you go out but call the next day to see if they want to hang out again...The best friend all girls have that the boyfriendf on occasion feels like you're having a lesbian affair with...That's her!)...Robert and I went to my house so I could finish getting ready...My brother immediately proceeded to show me his new toy...A gigantic yellow Crayola crayon. As I hurried to my room, I heard him mumble something about a make-out session but I was so wrapped up on getting ready that I zoned him out completely.

This is what I discovered the next day in my sisters digital camera.

And then this....

I told my mom she's not allowed to purchase anymore human-size toys for my brother...No questions asked.

After leaving my brother and his big yellow crayon, Robert and I headed to LA. We borrowed my sisters camera so on the way there he was very excited to see how well it took pictures.

He first took one of me...

Then he said, "Aww...You look so nice...Let me take one of me...Just so I'm sure it's you that looks nice and not just the camera making you look nice." This is how he looked...

He decided it just had to be us that looked good...So we took one together to inflate our ego.

We arrived kind of early...So after stopping by a Newspaper stand in Hollywood and reading some tabloids we decided to go back to the car to pick something up...I can't really remember what that something was, right now...Then to kill more time we walked to...

After searching for a particular LP for a good hot minute...Our ADD kicked in and we decided to leave...On the way out I pointed out this vintage Ramones shirt and Robert proceeded to tell me that the whole place smelled vintage. I silently agreed.

By the time we got to Cinespace a line had already formed...We ended up standing behind a group of people who were with a Michelle Branch look alike...After ten minutes my brain started playing tricks on me and I eventually started to believe that was really her. I kept trying to listen in on their conversation to see if anyone called her Michelle Branch but to no avail...I'm fairly sure she got the feeling I was staring intensely @ her so I made myself stop. {Once inside the club...We just had to know...So Robert went to ask her name...It was Maria...What a downer!}

In order to find a distraction from the Michelle Branch look alike...Robert and I decided to play with the camera a little bit more...

Here's me...Check out my rack...

Here's me and Robert...And behind us is a stranger who by the end of the night becomes our new bff...I want to say her name was Vanessa. (We're not that close)

Once inside we had forty-five minutes to get all the free drinks we could get our hands on...I'm not entirely sure but I think this was the first round...

Then the second....

A close up on my new favorite drink...

After the third or so round...I can't really recall taking these.

Check out my multi-tasking drunk skills!

Steve Aoki was the first to take the stage...Well in actuality it was Cottontail but i was too drunk to relize who she was.

Then the Yankees...I mean...The Misshapes...and Jackson rocked the house. Before they took the stage Mark the Cobrasnake (The guy with the big glasses and beard)...got a group photo shot of them with Nicole Richie's stocker, DJ AM. Who by the way isn't all that cute in person...(Dj Am, Steve, Dj. Geo, Dj. Loveleigh, Dj. Greg) Overall they were amazing...great Dj set from Jackson and Dj. Geo.

A couple days later...I come to find out that Joel Madden and Hillary Duff were also there...but of course I was too drunk to notice! I would have given her a piece of my mind and told her how I truly feel about her and how I think her sister is the better Duff!

See Robert's tight crotch pants.

http://www.thecobrasnake.com/partyphotos/danceparty/IMG_8014.html

See Robert dance with a (too-hot for him) stranger.

http://www.thecobrasnake.com/partyphotos/danceparty/IMG_8010.html

Pilgrims Progress

I conned my sister... into buying Lost Season 2. She paid for it, I unwrapped it, I watched them all. Between work and homework and Lost I’ve had....Ten hours of sleep and almost as many Starbucks Caramel Macchiato's. Due to the lack of sleep... I slept through an "important" work meeting this morning....Who schedules a meeting at seven in the morning on a God-ly day?!?! Cunts...

-I cheated and I lied. I flaked out on the girls this Thursday...and then again on Saturday. I told them I was doing some much needed homework with a study group in a remote location...I managed to get in 6 episodes on Thursday and 5 on Saturday...a lot was accomplished.

-It turns out a boy (not tall enough to be a man) I work with went to church school with another fat boy (too fat to be a man) i used to work with... When i asked work boy if he knew fat boy's best friend, he said "Yeah! How do you know him..." I said, "He knocked up my best friend" It's a small world.

-I took my brother to the book store. Usually, I study and he looks at the pictures in comic books...I realized the harm the harm I was doing to him and decided to play the good older sister role...so I told him he must return with readable material...He came back with one Curios George book, one Art book (with captions), and There Was An Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly. Damn those pre-teens!!!

(The jeans aren't going to wash themselves)

The Real Duff

Don't get me wrong...I'm an avid reader of the tabloids, love to discuss the celeb drama like i know them personally, but when I saw Material Girls this past Sunday I had one more reason to hate Hilarry Duff...

Here are my top 5 reasons (in order of importance)

1. She can't act
2. She can' sing
3. She's fake
4. People think she can do No. 1-2 and isn't No. 3
5. She was the discovered Duff and Not her sister Haley

Ten minutes into the movie I was pissed. Haley Duff, my favorite Duff, was ten times better at acting and 100 times better looking than her clueless little sister. What's wrong with Hollywood and America? Why do we constantly fall for people who have no talent and no personality? (i.e. Keeanu Reeves and all those sexually active kids on Degrassi)

(Hollywood and America-The Devils)

Bonjour Paris, Au revoir Fugly Rosettes

Sooner or later...


In the begining, I used to wait with anticipation for either Angela or Vincent to be sent home.Who in my opinion were the last two weakest links. However, show after show I found my self feeling sorry for Angela, Jeffrey was a total scum bag to her mother (for someone who speaks a lot about God he's got no morals), so my heart went out to the corky rosette lover. I'm begining to think Heidi is a nazi. It was royaly fucked up to send all 7 designers to Paris, take them on a temptatious car ride around the Paris, drop them off in this warehouse and then five minutes later send one home...by themselves!

I will admitt that i was a little giddy to know that Kane wasn't the one being sent home. That guy has a lot of talent...I can only hope he can bounce back from the slump he's been in.