Chaos

March 29th, 2006 § 0 comments § permalink

It’s nearly six in the morning, the birds are singing, the flatmates are snoring (dog included), and I am still sitting here in front of the computer and sewing machine, toiling away……

Madness

March 26th, 2006 § 0 comments § permalink

Whoa Hangover.

You’d think that now that I work in a pub again I would be sick to death of them and not want to be in one when I’m not working.

You’d think that, but you’d be wrong.  See, now that I am working, I have cashy-cashy-bling bling.  And what better way to spend it than to pour it back into the establishment that gave the cashy to me, and others like it.

Its a cycle you see.  Actually, O’Reilly’s doesn’t get much of my money, because they are pretty good for giving free drinks to the staff, and I only have a few after work drinks there.

Last night, however, was mayhem and a half.  A Girly Night out (“just for a few drinks”) that exploded into a full-fledged “Shit we have to be in work soon” bender, including shots and dancing at a pretty ritzy club.  And I can’t tell you how much I needed it.  Its been so long since I had a really good bender that I just needed to get it out of my system so that I can go back to saving my money for a really nice vacation with Dave soon.

This will not be a usual thing, though, because my hangovers seem to take on a life of their own these days, and that shits gotta stop.

MySpace Comments:

Oana
I live for benders to happen. I’m glad you are having fun….don’t feel guilty about the hangovers….as long as you don’t make it a daily habit (HAHA)!! When is your fashion show? i wanna come
Posted by Oana on Sunday, March 26, 2006 – 10:42 PM
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This is why I FUCKING HATE PEOPLE.

March 22nd, 2006 § 0 comments § permalink

An interesting read, if you like to sob.

http://www.hsus.org/hsus_field/animal_fighting_the_final_round/dogfighting_fact_sheet/

I am totally against guns, but if I walked into a dogfight ring like this, and I had a gun, I would totally spew asshole brains all over the walls, and not have one regret.

This is totally a fantasy of mine.  Strange, as I hate violence in all forms, but savour the thought of killing those who hurt animals.

MySpace Comments:

Slush
And this totally reaffirms my reasons for studying fashion, which sounds like a stretch, and I won’t even try to explain it now, but it does.
Posted by Slush on Wednesday, March 22, 2006 – 6:36 PM
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Dawn
I’m with you all the way.  I would testify at your trial(s)
This is reason #1342345896740587 why you are awesome.

Posted by Dawn on Thursday, March 23, 2006 – 5:43 AM
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Glinda the Good Witch of the North
And I would totally reload your weapon for you, in a heartbeat.
Posted by Glinda the Good Witch of the North on Saturday, March 25, 2006 – 2:17 AM
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Jamie
I agree…this shit makes me sick. I have to wonder how a person, if we can call them that, could get pleasure from this. I used to have a Pit named Baby. She was literally the most loving pup ever. It so disturbs me that people willingly turn these big babies into ferocious killers, and for what? A few bucks? Go sell crack or something. Or even better why don’t you and your boys get in a ring and fight each other to the death? I’d put money on that fight. In fact, I think that should be the law, if you get caught fighting dogs we put you in a ring with some huge, murdering inmate and see who makes it out alive.
Posted by Jamie on Sunday, April 02, 2006 – 5:34 AM
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Jamie
I am wondering how this plays into your wanting to do fashion design. By the way, you should make my broke ass some clothes! :*)
Posted by Jamie on Sunday, April 02, 2006 – 5:36 AM
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Dream Warrior

March 21st, 2006 § 2 comments § permalink

My sleep last night was peppered with the craziest dreams- Elton John getting made fun of because he’s gay, me having to borrow a prom dress to go to church, me trying my hardest to get with a Marine- just mad, mad dreams that probably had a lot to do with the alcohol (purchased for free) coursing through my veins all night.

But the worst one was a dream where Lola was trampled by bulls in a back yard, and had her two back legs broken and was trying to crawl away.  She ended up falling into a muddy hole and sinking in, and I could just barely get to her by grabbing the skin on the back of her neck and pulling her out.

I woke up sad and in a panic, and all I wanted was to drag her up on the bed and hug her until I fell back asleep, but she was snoring peacefully, and after a quick look around the bedroom I assessed the Bull Threat Level and found it to be all clear, so I went back to sleep.

But this morning I thought that it was probably a sign to tighten the reins on her, so to speak.  I live on a busy street, and I take her out for her walk around the block without a leash or collar.  She’s good for the most part, but I live in fear that one day she’ll see another dog across the street and just run right in front of a tram or bike or car.  So, I went out and got her a new collar today that isn’t so tight and easier to put on, and tags in case she gets lost.

So the nightmares should stop now.  I’m such a worry wart when it comes to her.

PS- If you get the title of this post, I love you.

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Dawn
omg, I hate dreams like that.  I had a recurring one about Harley and alligators.  Not cool at all.  take care of her and you.  xo, d
Posted by Dawn on Monday, March 20, 2006 – 11:36 PM
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Oana
Damn alcohol!! I get the title of the post, so love me!!!
Posted by Oana on Tuesday, March 21, 2006 – 4:42 PM
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My cousin Angela answers questions about me.

March 19th, 2006 § 1 comment § permalink

I found this as an old comment from my cousin Angela, answering questions about me.  I decided to post it because I don’t want to lose it!

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.

Mandy Pants b/c it sounds like Angie Pants except with “Mandy” instead of “Angie.”

2. Am I hot?

Of course, you’re a Perino.

3. How long have you known me?

Since my birth because that would just be too freaky if i had known you at your birth.

4. When and how did we first meet/talk?

At Nana & Poppy’s house, your mother had you in her arms and was showing everyone just after you were born.  I was looking on really timid-like, and she said “You can hold her.” and I just got scared and shook my head no.  That was our first meeting- totally the truth.<<<< (Ed note: This was my answer to her and I still remember this happening so clearly!)

5. What was your first impression?

I don’t remember.

6. Do you still think that way about me now?

perhaps…

7. What do you think my weakness is?

Lola :]

8. Do you think I’ll get married?

yes :]

9. What makes me happy?

a good book and lola :]

10. What makes me sad?

when people eat meat??? or offer you meat???

11. What reminds you of me?

Pictures and memories of family holidays and roses because i remember one day when you were at my house and we were drawing on the sidewalk with chalk and you had drawn this perfect rose and i wanted to draw a nice rose too but i think i just drew stick figures or something…

12. If you could give me anything what would it be?

an airplane ticket to the u.s. so you could come see me and we could hang out…i know, so selfish.

13. How well do you know me?

not very well….i learn new things on your myspace every once in a while

14. When’s the last time you saw me?

probably when you were last in the u.s. i don’t remember

15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn’t?

no

16. Describe me in one word.

awesome

17. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/staying the same?

it’s getting a little better since we can communicate through here but you’re right, distance is a bitch…

18. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?

Yes, definitely :]

19. What music/song do I remind you of?

something by pearl jam…lol, i don’t really know why…i think it’s because i remember you going to a pearl jam concert at some point

20. What movie do I remind you of?

i don’t know

21. If you would take me somewhere where would it be?

i don’t know….maybe to a nice pizza place where you can get a slice with vegetables on top…

22. Do you think I’m out of control?

nah….you’re cool as a cucumber

23. What do you hate about me?

That there aren’t enough people like you in the world :]

24. Are you going to repost this and see what I say about you?

Nah.

25. Be honest, don’t tell me just what i want to hear…if you could pick one guy to be my bf…who would you pick. AND WHY?

i would pick your current boyfriend b/c i think that he makes you happy and that’s all that really matters….

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF:
I came to you in the middle of the night::  i would be a little freaked out but happy that you’re here, haha…
I never saw you again: Be sad, but theres always the Internet.
I kissed you: lol, i’d be really freaked out b/c we’re cousins and straight and have boyfriends and stuff…
I moved next door to you: bring you a jello mold
I started taking drugs: ask if i can have some…just kidding, haha
I told you I had a crush on you: i’d say that you’re funny
I was hospitalized: I’d send flowers and help you escape
I took a bullet for u: Cry.
I got into a fight with your parents: Never gonna happen.
I dyed my hair blue: i’d think you were silly but also cool so i’d smile
I came to you crying: dry your tears
I moved away: Throw a farewell party.
I won a million dollars: Congratulate you.
I became famous: i’d tell my friends “that girl is my cousin. she’s so rad.”
I wrecked your car: i would say “why?” but wouldn’t really care all that much….
I told you that you were my best friend: I’d say “why?” and then advise you to find some cooler friends, haha….

Posted by angela lynn on Sunday, March 19, 2006 – 10:45 PM

Mama Sey Mama Sah Mama Mah Ku Sah.

March 16th, 2006 § 1 comment § permalink

Well, that’s that done and dusted.  There goes the end of my drama trauma.

I am working finally in an Irish pub, I can pay back my debts and pay those that are ahead of me, I can feed myself and my dog and my boyrfriend (not necessarily in that order), I can probably go out and buy some new clothes soon, we can go for the occassional drink, and the Internet is turned back on, so I can go back to the Internet work I was doing (and hence make even more money).

Whatever will there be to bitch and moan about now???

The only thing to focus on now is school, which will take precedence as of today, because there is a lot of catching up to do, and two fashion shows in the upcoming few weeks.

Fabric sourcing for a project:

(Photo no longer available…but it was a pretty black paisley print, if you’re wondering…)

Confession

March 16th, 2006 § 1 comment § permalink

Today we splurged, big time.

Books, three of them.

We’re so crazy.