We all know I’m a total whore for RPattz and Edward Cullen. I’m not ashamed to say I enjoy some pent up steamy vampire non-sex. But seriously fuck off, Stephanie Meyers, these damn books ruined all possible future relationships I might have and I now have unrealistic expectations for men*.

Anyway, yesterday I came across Twilight tattoos**. Unfortunately, there is such a thing because people get them.

Why?

I guess Edward dazzled them into doing it but really, is Twilight such a great piece of literature that you must have it tattooed on your body?

UNTIL YOU DIE?!

Well these people think so.

I know bring you the worst tattoos I’ve ever seen.***

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You know what bothers me?

Family.

Not just my immediate family…. the whoooooole family.

Why all of a sudden do they have to be all hip with the times and discover the internet?

It was bad when Myspace was at the peak of it’s annoyance and they decided to OMG! FRIEND ME! and leave me blinkey, glitter gifs of an angel with devil horns that say, “MUCH LUV 4 MY CUZ!” on my comments page.

I mean Myspace wasn’t so bad since I logged in every three months so I could basically ignore most of it and still let them feel “connected”.

But now they are moving on to Facebook. Seriously. I’ve dodged quite a few family friendship requests. My internet presence is splattered way too much over my Facebook profile and I’d rather them not be that involved. My big ass Mexican family is way too nosy and too gossipy and will be all up in my shit.

I know all they have to do is google me to find this blog, I’m sure, but I’m hoping they still haven’t figured out googling people. You never know, I mean they did join Myspace like 37 years too late.

Does this make me a bad a person?

I guess I could do limited profiles for certain people but I think that’s a pain in the ass to set up. I have better things to do than to fuss with that. You know, like read through the whole Chicago Public Library (hi, two books in a day and a half).

But the day my third cousin once removed’s aunt’s daughter follows me on Twitter, I’m breaking the internet and only allowing limited access to people.

THE WHOLE INTERNET.

So be nice and stay away from my social media, family, or I’ll take your internet away.

For good.

This is how I’ve been spending my summer days.

A pile of library books and running around with Edie outside. She digs in her pool and tries to eat the water.  Then she proceeds to roll in the only small patch of dirt in our yard because she loves me THAT much.

She’s lucky she is cute.

This past week has been a rough one for me. I feel like I hit that wall and just need to get it out. Because if I don’t I might just burst.

I’m frustrated.

I can’t do anything because I’m broke. I can’t afford gas to get the hell out of the south side to go see my friends. And I’m not really el accessible so it’s hard to get around unless I drive or take the Metra which is super annoying. I can’t go out and grab dinner or drinks. Some friends were in town this weekend and I just couldn’t go hang out. It was a bummer.

The job situation is rough. I go on interviews and send out resume after resume. I’ve been hoping I wouldn’t have to go the retail route but it looks like that is going to be my next step. A very temporary solution hopefully.

I’m really trying to be healthier and get in shape. I have it stuck in my head that by doing that, things will fall back into place. I know it’s not the case and it probably won’t happen but I’m going to keep these feelings and use them as motivation.

I’m just kind of emotionally spent at the moment both with work and my personal life. I just need something to go right. Anything. I don’t want to blown off anymore. I don’t want to be second best. I want to be happy again. I want to be excited about what I do. I need some stability. All I want is to be wanted.

Truly a legend who changed the face of music.

He will be missed.

Rest In Peace

I’ve decided to participate in the 20SB Looking Back Blog Carnival this time around. Why? Mainly because they are giving away free ice cream but also because it’s funny to see myself when I first started blogging on OHL. I was a Judgey McJudgerson back then and really nothing has changed!

Here’s one of my first entries. It can be found here.

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I was having a discussion with my sister about things that should be illegal in regards to fashion. I’m talking huge don’ts. I consider these major fashion offense. Please feel free to add your own fashion don’ts or to contest my own rules.

1. Crocs. Are you a doctor? Are you on your feet all day that you need to wear shoes made out of foam? Yes, I am sure they are comfy but who honestly walks into a store and says, “Oh wow! Look at the those cute shoes!”. No, I really doubt you do. They are not cute. Not even a little bit. Please stop wearing them.

2. Logo tees, all over print and saying tees. Shirts that scream a brand name are not necessary. There are much more fun things to buy that don’t literally brand you. All over print was cool like 2 years ago. Now you can throw anything all over a hoodie and people with buy it. Tees with sayings on them, yeah, not witty or funny. If you need your shirt to be funny to get attention, that does not say much for your glowing personality.

3. Victoria Secret PINK. Not so much the items, more the girls who decide to wear a full on PINK sweat suit. PINK sweat suit because are too lazy to get a regular outfit on, but still have enough time to do their hair and cake on the make up. I have to admit, I do own PINK items but I most definitely DO NOT wear them out in public to the mall or to school. I really just like the little dog, to be honest.

4. Fake designer handbags. I know some handbags are ridiculously priced. Not everyone can afford a $1200 bag, I know I can’t. But if just HAVE to buy a fake bag, please at least let it be a good fake. And don’t wear your replica Stam with your ratty tee shirt or sweatpants. It just makes it all the more unbelievable.

5. Ugg boots. Ugg boots are practical if you live somewhere it gets cold. Wearing Uggs with your denim mini is just ridiculous. Throw leggings on under the mini and you will make me flinch.

6. This is the most important rule of all. Listen closely. LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS. No, I’m sorry, they are not pants. Leggings under skirts or dresses are also not cute but not as bad. Big shirts and leggings are gross. Metallic leggings, print leggings, latex looking leggings, lace bottomed leggings, THEY ARE NOT PANTS. THEY WILL NEVER BE PANTS. STOP WEARING THEM AS PANTS.

Linds, take note. Leggings = not pants.

As you can see there is a little review tab up in my header. Basically when I’m offered cool stuff, I review it and share the love with you guys! I’m currently doing two review programs through BlogHer and wanted to make sure you knew about them because  you can win awesome stuff!

First, I participated in the EA Sports Active 30 Day Challenge. You can read about my trails and tribulations of it kicking my ass. You can also find out how to win one of 5 copies for yourself! And dude, not many people have entered yet so you have a good chance of winning. It ends June 29th so hop to it!

I was also asked to try SmartFood. You can read about it’s yummy deliciousness here and enter to win a $100 Visa giftcard so you can buy me presents… I mean, buy yourself presents. For that one all you have to do is let me know how you spend Girls’ Night In!

There you have it. Two awesome giveaways.

Go enter now at my review blog!

I am a shameless lover of celebrity news. I know exactly what Britney is up too. I’m up to speed on my Jonas Brother / Miley fueds and love affairs. What’s up with Grey’s Anatomy George and Izzy next season? I can tell you. Lindsay Lohan is following around Sam Ronson like a puppy? Old news but can you believe she still thinks leggings are pants and is making money off that?

Basically I’m on top of my celeb gossip game. It’s kind of sad but kind of AWESOME.

But what I don’t do is Perez Hilton. I think is a fame hungry idiot. Yeah, everyone talks shit about Britney’s crazy or whatever but when you feel the need to start outting celebs and being an all around douchebag, I’m over it.

It seems like yesterday Perez got his. will.i.am from the Black Eye Peas got all in his face because Perez was running his mouth on his ridiculous ad infested web site. Whatever, no biggie. But then will.i.am’s manager decided to punch Perez in the face a few times.

But you know what? I don’t feel sorry for him one bit, not even after watching his tear filled video claiming violence is never the answer.

He’s right that violence is never the answer. What pisses me off  about this whole situation is that Perez decided he wouldn’t be intimidated. And to show he wasn’t afraid he decided to call will.i.am a “fucking faggot” because it’s the “worst thing a thug would ever want to hear”.

Really?

An openly gay man and supporter of equal rights is going to call someone else a “faggot” to degrade them? Way to promote hatred and intolerance toward your own community. That just doesn’t seem right to me.

I’m incredibly interested in how Perez will clean this up and try to make nice.

EDIT

After GLAAD urges Perez to apologize for his anti-gay slurs, he hits back with:

“I am saddened GLAAD chose to victimize me further by criticizing me for how I non-violently dealt with a very scary situation that, unfortunately, turned violent. While I doubt I will get an apology from GLAAD, nor do I expect one, I would just hope people know how difficult it is to intellectualize a situation and think rationally when a thug disguised as a musician is screaming at your face and intimidating you. I am just very fortunate and grateful that nothing more serious happened to me.”

Someone should hit him again for his stupidity.

I’m a designer’s worst nightmare.

I will badger you and be quite annoying. Send you multiple emails if you don’t answer me. I’m very vocal about my thoughts. I can definitely tell you what I don’t want but find it hard to describe what it is I do want. Because I don’t know, I just know I don’t want that.

I am incredibly picky. I like things to flow nicely. To match. I want this there and that here. Move that slightly to the left and up a couple inches. No, that font is hideous. Yes, I’m sure I don’t want a graphic of a size two, red head because that doesn’t look shit like me. I don’t like cartoony stuff and hearts all over the place. Hawaiian flowers? Really? I’m in Chicago.

I like simple and clean. Give me a great font, some color (but not obnoxiously full of color), good theme and I’m happy.

Anyway, I needed business cards since I changed my URL and email address. The most important reason I needed them though was the branding of my other cards didn’t match my newest design.

Yes, I’m that girl.

I bitched about it for weeks because my designer disappeared off the face of the earth (maybe because I annoyed her to death) and BlogHer is coming up. Branding, branding, branding, wah wah wah.

Then Danni came to my rescue and took my design, modified the font and now I have new cards. I got them printed up and they came on Friday.

I love them.

And I didn’t even pester her to death about them.

Now that is what I call progress.

(I’ll be putting together an ‘Etsyify Yourself for BlogHer’ post this week for the shopping blog. I’ll let you know what you need and make sure it’s super cute and handmade too!)