So… the workouts and dieting are going well. I feel better, and it helps to know that I can do what I put my mind to. If anything, I think how you look to yourself really is about your state of mind. I took a complete “me” day today… and I plan on taking another one tomorrow and Monday (day off bitches!) Today I’ve worked out, watched movies, just relaxed and now I’m blogging!
First of all, I’m watching Law and Order, SVU, and I absolutely love Olivia Benson. I know that’s not her real name but it’s more fun. I saw her E! True Hollywood Story and it made me like her even more. While I have no issue with the celebutards, it’s refreshing to see someone who is beautiful, talented, and down to earth be successful. On that note, I am sick of everyone picking on Rachel Zoe. And it has nothing to do with the fact that I love her show. Ok well maybe a little bit. But honestly – she has wrinkles, she’s thin. So what? She’s not in her 20s! The woman has built a successful brand, and it’s sad that people in the media tear her down. It can be expected from Perez Hilton, afterall it’s easy to hide behind a computer and make fun of everyone else. But I don’t understand it coming from intelligent females. Shouldn’t we support the idea of successful business women?
So I haven’t talked to Steven since I sent him a dumb and pointless late night text. I’m not over it all, but I realize I need to be. Even in the absolute best case scenario, it’s not something I want in the long run at all. I just got a taste of good chemistry again and it’s hard to let it go I guess. I heard from Dick 3 times over the past week. First I was emailing with him to be polite on his birthday, and mentioned that I had a sick family member. He expressed concern, and then in record time got back to talking about himself. He then texted and emailed me 2 notes later in the week, completely disrespectful and self-absorbed, as always. Then he called this morning. It’s amazing how much I don’t even care about talking to him. I feel so over it. And I’m so grateful for that… and i guess instead of obsessing over how much I want to be with someone else, I should appreciate the fact that I finally have what I wanted for so long – freedom from all of that shit. I want so much more than he could ever offer, it’s funny how once you’re in love nothing else seems to matter. It’s a kind of a blessing and a curse at the same time.
I’d like to think maybe it’s made me all a little wiser but that’s probably naive. I do know that I want to meet someone cool. It doesn’t have to be anything serious, but I miss having someone to hang out with, see movies, walk around the city, have random bar crawls, fuck during the day, etc. It’s the companionship that I miss the most… that and the fact that you can hook up whenever you want. That makes me sound slutty I guess but whatever… if you read my blog I’m sure that’s not the first time I’ve sounded like that! I wonder if you can find it in New York. Everyone here just seems so self-important, so intense, so full of themselves. Where are the funny guys who are normal? And by normal I mean not available during the day. Not in a band. Not a bartender. Not an actor (or director.) Not an artist. He doesn’t even have to be that nice. Doesn’t have to be perfect looking. I just need to think you’re hot and funny. That’s it. Am I reaching for the stars?
Onto Halloween! So I have a couple costumes in mind. But I’m totally bummed out because I just got invited to an amazing party on Thursday, which is the night I got concert tickets for me and Brandon for his birthday. I’m trying to find someone to switch with me, since the band is playing Friday night too in Brooklyn. If I can’t I’m going to be so bummed out! I’m pretty sure I’m going to dress up as Barbie, but that’s only if I can find the perfect pink, ridiculously poufy and glittery dress. I can’t wait!
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October 12, 2008So… the workouts and dieting are going well. I feel better, and it helps to know that I can do what I put my mind to. If anything, I think how you look to yourself really is about your state of mind. I took a complete “me” day today… and I plan on taking another one tomorrow and Monday (day off bitches!) Today I’ve worked out, watched movies, just relaxed and now I’m blogging!
First of all, I’m watching Law and Order, SVU, and I absolutely love Olivia Benson. I know that’s not her real name but it’s more fun. I saw her E! True Hollywood Story and it made me like her even more. While I have no issue with the celebutards, it’s refreshing to see someone who is beautiful, talented, and down to earth be successful. On that note, I am sick of everyone picking on Rachel Zoe. And it has nothing to do with the fact that I love her show. Ok well maybe a little bit. But honestly – she has wrinkles, she’s thin. So what? She’s not in her 20s! The woman has built a successful brand, and it’s sad that people in the media tear her down. It can be expected from Perez Hilton, afterall it’s easy to hide behind a computer and make fun of everyone else. But I don’t understand it coming from intelligent females. Shouldn’t we support the idea of successful business women?
So I haven’t talked to Steven since I sent him a dumb and pointless late night text. I’m not over it all, but I realize I need to be. Even in the absolute best case scenario, it’s not something I want in the long run at all. I just got a taste of good chemistry again and it’s hard to let it go I guess. I heard from Dick 3 times over the past week. First I was emailing with him to be polite on his birthday, and mentioned that I had a sick family member. He expressed concern, and then in record time got back to talking about himself. He then texted and emailed me 2 notes later in the week, completely disrespectful and self-absorbed, as always. Then he called this morning. It’s amazing how much I don’t even care about talking to him. I feel so over it. And I’m so grateful for that… and i guess instead of obsessing over how much I want to be with someone else, I should appreciate the fact that I finally have what I wanted for so long – freedom from all of that shit. I want so much more than he could ever offer, it’s funny how once you’re in love nothing else seems to matter. It’s a kind of a blessing and a curse at the same time.
I’d like to think maybe it’s made me all a little wiser but that’s probably naive. I do know that I want to meet someone cool. It doesn’t have to be anything serious, but I miss having someone to hang out with, see movies, walk around the city, have random bar crawls, fuck during the day, etc. It’s the companionship that I miss the most… that and the fact that you can hook up whenever you want. That makes me sound slutty I guess but whatever… if you read my blog I’m sure that’s not the first time I’ve sounded like that! I wonder if you can find it in New York. Everyone here just seems so self-important, so intense, so full of themselves. Where are the funny guys who are normal? And by normal I mean not available during the day. Not in a band. Not a bartender. Not an actor (or director.) Not an artist. He doesn’t even have to be that nice. Doesn’t have to be perfect looking. I just need to think you’re hot and funny. That’s it. Am I reaching for the stars?
Onto Halloween! So I have a couple costumes in mind. But I’m totally bummed out because I just got invited to an amazing party on Thursday, which is the night I got concert tickets for me and Brandon for his birthday. I’m trying to find someone to switch with me, since the band is playing Friday night too in Brooklyn. If I can’t I’m going to be so bummed out! I’m pretty sure I’m going to dress up as Barbie, but that’s only if I can find the perfect pink, ridiculously poufy and glittery dress. I can’t wait!