Showing posts with label C'est La Vie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label C'est La Vie. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Oops I did it again....

I lied. I told you all I'd be back in blog glory, but I haven't been. Not because I don't love you, not because of the hipsters, and not because I am still analyzing the ACL lineup. It's because being a grownup sucks sometimes!!!! I hate not having blog time! My creativity is getting sucked up by evil grown up world! There is only one solution...quit my job. become a full time blogger. MAGIC.

I'll keep you posted....till then, I'll be reading your wonderful blogs and weeping for the times when I could write everyday.

Oh, and I'm trying to move to Paris for the entirety of next summer. Thoughts?

peaceloveandihatebeinganadult,

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

MIA....not just a badass musician

I AM SO MIA IT HURTS!

But guess what!?!

My cray cray business will be over as of THIS COMING SATURDAY AND I HAVE SO SO SO MUCH TO TELL YOU ALL!

and i promise i will start reading all of you beautiful blogs when saturday is over!  i miss blogging and reading your blogs!!!

peaceloveandhatingbeingsodarnbusy,
lovelovelove,

Monday, July 5, 2010

Meowmix

Lovahs....

Again, I'm so super sorry for leaving you in the dark lately! I've gotten some sweet emails and comments and I can assure you everything is just peachy!

I just got back from a marathon weekend in Austin, and I swear my body was having flashbacks to college because we made 7am our bedtime almost every night....ouch. But so so worth it. Plenty of tales to come. Like the time I told some random guido he looked like the guy from the Shakeweight commercial.....yeah.

So the last post was surely confusing for you all, and that's totes understandable! I'm not going to elaborate on it because it's kinda personal and we all know how I'm not so good with mushy emotional things, capiche? However, all I will say is that it resolved an issue that has plagued and pained me for a few years now, and I feel better about some things that happened in the past. Although I know the past isn't where I should be living....but still.

In light of moving on and growing up, I'm going to share with you a piece I wrote for a website a few years ago. It never got published because the company went under, but I really enjoyed writing it. I wrote it four years ago, right after the most painful heartbreak anyone could ask for. SO that's as emo as I'll get on here...Yes, I have had a terrible heartbreak...Yes, I survived. So I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think!


The Breakup: Up close and personal with the nasty deed

So you got dumped, or you were the dumper, hell it could’ve been the “mutual” thing; for what it’s worth....it’s OVER. No ifs ands or buts, it’s done, gone to the trash, you’re single and so are they. What the hell to do now?  If you’re anything like the typical human being (cold, heartless man/woman eaters to the side), you’ll sit down for about a month or two and torture yourself and all those around you  by listening to every sad song, going to  your “favorite restaurants” and mentioning your ex-significant other in every other conversation. You’ll also read every note, go over every conversation, and over-analyze the life out of every possible aspect of your already DONE AND OVER WITH relationship. I’ve gone through this process recently and to save all of you the time and emotional gut twisting roller coaster of a break up, I’ve come to a couple of very important conclusions...

DISCLAIMER: The forthcoming advice is applicable to all who chose to adhere. Take it at your own risk, your life will not become instantly happier, your ex will not come crawling back nor will they come down with an exotic un-curable disease. These words are meant to help you. As with all breakups they vary in severity, the author is well aware that “he/she might have been the one”. But at this rate, they are being “the one” that is probably out having a better time than you are, so you might as well start doing the same thing.

1. You must accept the fact that it’s over. Even if there IS a flickering hope that there will be a re-kindling of the relationship you can’t hold on forever. If you’re going to get back together, it’ll happen, rain or shine. If you believe in fate, this will be easy for you, whatever it may be that you do/do not believe in, order will restore itself whether or not he/she is in the picture.

2. Stalking is usually illegal... don’t take the risk of getting caught doing it, plus it’ll just make you feel worse, and they’ll think you’re psycho which ruins the chances of ever speaking to them again.

3. If you so happen to be on speaking terms, keep it friendly, start out with small-talk and don’t bust out with serious sob-worthy dissertation length speeches about “what happened to us?” Keep it light and friendly at first, and then if the time and mood is right, you can usually let your guard down and talk about any lingering issues in a civilized manner. (Bold and italicized statements are meant to be strongly emphasized.)

4. Avoid “rebounding”. Leave that to the basketball players. It can make you look uber desperate and it can be disrespectful to the other person. What I mean is, you might be making them feel like everything you ever had was completely meaningless and you’re just rubbing it in their face. Avoid rubbing things in their face. It may be tempting, but be the bigger person; it always pays off even though it doesn’t feel like it at the time.

5. Avoid rebounding within the ex’s circle of friends (i.e. trying to go through the entirety of his/her pledge class) word gets around fast and you don’t want to look like an idiot or a walking STD.

6. Don’t ask don’t tell. Don’t go prying into their personal details (see number 2). Don’t try to find out who they’re hanging out with or hooking up with. Don’t reveal your personal life either, if you’ve ever played telephone in a large group of people you’ll understand how one simple phrase can be grossly misconstrued (especially when everyone is at a loud party with a couple drinks coursing through their bloodstream.) If they want to tell you about it, let them tell you. If they’re not telling you it’s for a reason.

7. Don’t burn bridges. Acting brashly and lashing out at the ex or their friends can have some nasty repercussions. Stay calm and cool, don’t trash talk. It sounds bitter and nasty and it only fuels the fire. Don’t be rude to people who are associated with the ex. You and the ex are the ones who broke up, no one else had anything to do with it and let’s keep it that way.

8. Keep memories sweet. You both know you had some really great times and some amazing memories, keep them. Don’t let the past poison your future, it’s ok to crack a smile if you remember the time he/she did something absolutely heart melting for you. You don’t have feel like you have mad cow every time you think of them. Keep the memories right where they are and move on, make better ones.

9. Get out there, if you read number 4, you’ll know what NOT to do. Just because you’re newly single doesn’t mean you have to immediately start dating. All those times you secretly were envious of your single friends are no more. Go have fun, crack yourself up, forget about “spitting your game”, or “pulling some wool”. Great things happen when you least expect them. Go do what YOU want to do, surround yourself with great friends and good times.

10. Lastly and very importantly. You’re likely still in college. Your biological clock is not  ticking that desperately yet. Stop pursuing your Mrs./Mr. Degree and focus on yourself. Don’t take it to an extreme and become an antisocial hermit, but enjoy your youth. You are on the road to finding the right person, you need some trial runs before the real thing. Put it this way, you’re one trial run down, admit that it was fun and try another! (Remember the walking STD part). You’re in college, there are oodles of options, try things you never would’ve tried. You won’t know you like something until you try it. Stop riding the pine and get back on the playing field.

Hopefully you’ve put down the pint of haagen daaz, turned off “The Notebook” and are well on your way to getting ready for a night of painting the town red. Let the future happen, worry about right now and being happy right now. You can worry about tomorrow when it gets here, and it will work itself out. In the words of the Semi Sonics “every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.” Make lots of great beginnings and let the endings make you better, not bitter.

peaceloveandnewbeginnings, 
lovelovelove,

Thursday, May 13, 2010

GUESS FREAKING WHAT?!?!?!?!

OK don't guess, 'cause I'm gonna tell you....I've got lotsa NOOZ for you!


1. MY BESTICLE/BEEFER/BFFFFFFFFFFFL for LIFE is coming in town in approximantely 4 HOURS!!! I haven't seen her in 6 months and I will finally have my BEEFIEST BEEFERS IN THE WORLD together in ONE PLACE for the FIRST TIME EVAHHHHHHHHHHHH. You'll be able to see fireworks and stars and shit shooting from the sky. 


2. I FINISHED SCHOOL. I AM GRADUATING TOMORROW. WOOOOOOOOOOOP.


3. I just bought my cap and gown, and since I'm getting a Master's I will be the girl who looks like she's off to a Quidditch match.....yikes. NOT a good look for me. 


ANNNNNNNNNNND I will be back in full hurricane force next week!!!!!!!!


I've missed you!!!


peaceloveandquidditchandbesticlebeefers, 
lovelovelove, 

Thursday, April 8, 2010

RRRReal Quick:

I couldn't help myself. I just can't stay away. So here's a mini-post. Like a mini-horse, but a mini-post. Or something. I'm clearly lucid. Not.

1. Y'all are the bestest. Thanks for all the kind words about my exams! I'm nervous as a long tailed cat in a room-full of rocking chairs, but hopefully I'll come out with good results!

2. Y'all are awesome because I'm a sucky blogger friend and haven't been commenting on your blogs, but I still love you and will be back so so so soon!

3. I wanna talk about karma real quick. Do you believe in it? Because I DO. And she's a lot like me....She's really really cool and nice when you're nice to her and treat her and her friends well, but when you mess with her and get all up in her grill...she's a rilllllllllllly big bad beotch. I have a long fuse, but when it blows...it ain't pretty. K...SO. I set up two of my super close friends, and they are so adorable together, and they're totes in LURVE. So I'm pretty sure I have like 57397983769847689756985 million trillion karma points in my karma point bank right now...RIGHT?! And people who mess with people's emotions get negative million trillion karma points deducted....RIGHT?! So...in short, and to quote Mr. Overly Competitive. I WIN. I WIN THE KARMA POINT WAR. Karma is my beefer. Basically.



They should go ahead and make this in my size. Srsly.


Ok, back to the cave where I study, punctuated by periodic loud sighs, stare at walls, mutter to myself, and read my face off. Fun right? NO. 

Pee Ess... The Big Pink was pretty fab last night. I think. Meh.

Have an amazing weekend!

peaceloveandlotsofgoodkarma,
lovelovelove

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Menageries...

Hii! Member me? No? I don't blame you.... lemme break it down for ya....


My Master's program is coming to a close, I have my comprehensive exams next Saturday and then the next Tuesday. What are those? Pure miz. The first part is 5 hours of written exam on everything I've learned in 2 years. The second part is an oral exam that last about an hour. Weeee. Not. So I'm buried under books.


Tomorrow night I'm going to see The Big Pink! I'm so excited to see them live! Will def. post pics!


I'm going to be kind of MIA till after the big exams are over, but don't think I haven't forgotten about you! Can't wait to be back for realz.


Hope everyone had a great Easter and is enjoying this GORGEOUS spring weather, and yes, my inner Chihuahua is REJOICING.


peaceloveandlotsofstudying,
lovelovelove,

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

'Napped....

Ok Lovahs, I'm so so so sorry, I've been a bad bad blogger, like rilllly bad. But I have reasons.

A. I was in Austin this past weekend with my fam. I love my fam. Let me tell you, there is no better feeling than your 3 year old niece staring up at you and saying "I love you Aunt Julie, are you going to live here? Can we do makeovers and can you braid my hair"...PRICELESS. Also, top 10 life moments: Driving in the car, my sister in law puts on a "sing-a-long CD" and of course, Miley Cyrus "Party in the USA" comes on. I'm ecstatic, because in college, people called me Miley sometimes (not kidding) and my 3 year old niece KNOWS THE WORDS. I was SO PROUD. But then she corrected me, it's not "And a Jay-Z song was on.." It's actually, "And A Chinese Song was on..." So there you have it. Amazing.

B. I had a real live panic attack Monday afternoon. Of course I was in bumper to bumper traffic on the FREEWAY,so I couldn't pull over, so I was hyperventilating in my car, feeling like I was gonna yak, and trying not to basically completely melt down. Yeah. It happened. Haven't had one of those in 7 years.

C. I'm in the ROUGH part of my semester, which means I've been studying my face off, and have NO free time. Which is why I can't be a good blogger. I'm so sorry! I'll be back soon!
D. I got 'napped by whore-moans again. I'm not really sure if I'm totally back, but this time they came with a vengeance. NO BUENO.

So, I love y'all, I PROMISE I'll be back soon, please don't hate me or forget about me! And just for your viewing pleasure, I'm including a video of the monkey riding the dog I told you about from the rodeo.

peaceloveandMileyCyrus,
lovelovelove,


Friday, February 19, 2010

Dear Climate,

Dear Weather Patterns in Houston, TX, 

Was it something I said? Did you see too much of my skin last summer? Did I get too clingy? Did you not like my fierce new bandeau top for minimal tan lines? Was it the hours and hours I spent lying on a towel blaring music? Was it the handle of sweet tea vodka I shared with friends under you? Or are you being the typical "look I really like you, like a lot, but I just don't know if I can handle something so serious right now?" (Even though that's secretly how I am too...) I don't understand what you're doing. Quit playing games. You know I don't like playing games (unless they involve flip cup, beer pong, circle of death or one, two, three DRINK!) 


Me and Lilo are poolside BFF's and we NEED OUR SUNSHINE.


I'm going to be real with you. I CAN'T live without you any longer. My inner chihuahua is slowly dying and withering away, and my skin is now entering PHASE 2 of plant death (that's really really bad). Kiehl's ultra moisturizer isn't even cutting it anymore. I need some tan. I need that "glow". Because without you, I don't look the same. And then the Volturi will be on my ass and I just don't need that! Do you understand me? I'm SO OVER sparkly diamond pale skin!!!!


that is true, except I'm the captain of the super pale team...NOT OK. Whoever said "pale is in" is engaging in a BOLD FACED LIE.


I need you to pull me out of this "funk". I just found out I can't go to COACHELLA (inner sob) and the next two weeks are going to be pure, unadulterated HELL ON EARTH (no, not KELL on earth, because that would be AMAZING). If you don't give me that "glow" soon, I'll never get out of my animal print pj's....I'll never rock the cute side braid with my cute tan. I'll never wear a flowy maxi dress. I need you to help me get ready for JAZZFEST in NEW ORLEANS because I found out that I CAN go to that. So I guess God closed one door, and opened a big-ass window for me. But for the love of my epidermis and my mental stability, PLEASE GET HOT AND SUNNY so I can return to my normal half-chihuahua self. I'm on my knees here. (That's what she said.....)


I am a pale chihuahua, and I am shy because of my pale-ness. HELP!

Musique Du Jour:
The self-titled album by "The Magic Numbers"
"Your Smile" Josh Turner
The album "The Golden Archipelago" by Shearwater
"Madly" Tristan Pettyman

PEE ESS: The WORST DATE EVER text messaged me and asked me out AGAIN. Is this a JOKE? He said "I promise I'll behave." THIS IS A JOKE. ASHTON, I'M NOT KIDDING, JUST GET THE CAMERAS OUT NOW. I'M DONE BEING PUNK'D HERE. For srs. CAN I GET A WITNESS?!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

It Must Be 2010....C'est La Vie

Remember when we were younger and the year 2010 was all futuristic? Like we were all fairly certain that we would FO SHO be maneuvering hovercrafts and teleporting, and babies would take 3 minutes to grow and we wouldn't have to actually go through labor, and food wouldn't have calories, and men and women wouldn't be complicated as hell and...oh wait, I think I just described my dream....ANYWHO. This morning I realized that it really IS the future because somehow, Houston has changed places with Forks, Washington, and I will never see the sun again. So, this is good because now my skin won't sparkle and tip everyone off, BUT I will probably be featured in "Paranormal Activity" on A&E after "Hoarders" because people who see me will be calling in for ghost activity. (Which could actually be REALLY fun, because then I could scare people I don't like and play ghostly pranks...hmmmm...curious)

I'm one of those people who is kind of like a plant. If you give me water (tea, coffee, wine or beer), sunshine, and good music, I'm kind of like the happiest person ever. If you deprive me of these things, I will wither away, die, rot, and be really..really..ugly to look at. And right now, I am in phase 1 of plant death. I'm pale, my skin is dry, and the lack of sunshine is physically and emotionally taking its toll. Blah.

I am wilting people. WILTING.

Moving on. In poz news, I am in a really cool/exciting/scary as hell phase of life. In three months, I will have a Master's, and I will have no urge to put it to use. I think that's ironic, and being the sarcass that I am, I find this humorous. While I love kids and teaching, I'm not willing to be a teacher right now (And pee-pee pants, booger noses, and kids yakking make me cringe). Maybe later,  but not right now. I'm young enough to relish this "young-ness" (for now) and I'm going to pursue what I really love. And that, friends, is writing and music. Like I said before, I might fall flat on my ass, but I won't be able to say I didn't try. And when I'm old and HOT (because I REFUSE to be a frump-ass) I will look back at Coachella/ACL/SXSW/random shows and know that I had a HELL of a time, and I wouldn't trade that for the world. So, here I go, into this crazy time where today will be completely different from tomorrow, and the world keeps spinning madly on....C'est La Vie, it'll happen the way it should.


C'est La Vie. Kinda My Mantra These Days.
(Image from here)

For all of you in nice weather, send me some sunshine! And for all you Houstonians, chin up people, because it's gonna be a hell of a summa!

Bands I CAN'T stop listening to:

Band of Skulls
The Middle East
Grizzly Bear
Sia
Anya Marina
Sondre Lerche (I'm seeing him tomorrow night!)
G. Love & The Special Sauce (I'm seeing them Saturday night!)
Mark Farina (I'm also seeing him Saturday night!)
Girls
The XX