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chill OUT

people need to get over it. i'm sorry but freaking out this hard...it's like...it's like when a guy is in a relationship with a girl semi out of his league and all he does is stoke himself all day about it. just live.

when i was a kid

this was my favorite show. this and northern exposure. i think actually that american gothic filled the northern exposure void when it went off the air.



i loved this show so much. before i went to alaska with my dad 2 summers ago i actually tried to google 'cicely, alaska roslyn's cafe'. i found out that the show was actually fimed in roslyn, wa. i don't know if i've ever felt more duped in my life.

so thanks to hulu i'm now revisiting these two fine shows. and realizing that they really weren't that fine at all. at least that's the case with american gothic. as is it is with all media, i can really only be devoted to one thing at the time so i'm watching one, then the other.

the show is just...terrible. i remember when it went off the air (after one season) i could not even conceive of what t.v. executives were high on. it was the best show on television ever. now i see the light. it's almost excruciating to watch.

and by excruciating i mean so good! for some 90210 is their walk down memory lane. for me it's this.

i will say that i still retain my love for lucas black. he was my super duper crush when i was 12 (mostly because of the accent). while child lucas is someone i no longer want to go to the movies with and hold hands or maybe slow dance with, i still want to hug him to death and hope that i have sons that are this precocious. what a little baby!

as for him now



not exactly my type, but i'll tell you this: being raised in the country never EVER leaves your bones. EVER. so there is something about that accent (and that all-around hillbilly, cowboyness) that will always work.


i'm going to go out on a limb and say that northern exposure probably won't be as bad. i'm interested to see whether my favorite characters then will also still be my favorites now



oh how i loved them.

i wonder whether i'll still hate joel and maggie.

i certainly find parallels with joel and maggie and these equally annoying centerpieces:



oh get over it already. everyone knows that rose and bernard is the only couple that matters.



that's what i'm talking about.

hm. a new take on 2 girls, 1 cup.

i mean obviously these girls are joking around (and my new favorite 14 year olds) but apparently there's a new drug to be on the lookout for called jankem. i can't find the words to express how gummo'd-out this idea makes me feel.

two babies that i know

i'm going to joaquinn's expensive restaurant of corn food right now and order me some bright dishes.



and elliot needs to watch his mouth.

p.s. did you catch elliot's dad, chris on martha stewart?? if not, please click here.

p.p.s. thank god i don't belong to their family

wow.

an adorable proposal story:

this couple walked across the brooklyn bridge this weekend. as they strolled, strangers would pass and hand the girl pink balloons with handwritten love notes. apparently friends were at the other end propositioning pedestrians just before entering the bridge.

(this following part taken from glamour magazine's smitten blog by joanna goddard)

Her story:
* When we started taking a walk, he was acting jittery and was really chatty. He also missed our transfer on the subway which never happens. He's normally very calm and collected. I was a little suspicious.
* We started walking across the Brooklyn Bridge. Strangers were handing me pink balloons, and too many things were going through my mind--just random thoughts like he is so cute, who are these people, wow I'm really lucky, doesn't this only happen in the movies? Is this real? He loves me, doesn't he?
* When he proposed, I felt really excited, happy and a little dazed!

His story:
* I was nervous and excited. As we walked, strangers gave her pink balloons and love notes. The notes were handwritten messages to her which reminded her of why I loved her and why I wanted to marry her.
* Now, I'm so happy and excited about the future.


i will say of course this is a little public for my taste, but i do love any person that can just lay it out there...it says simply "i love this person and i love that i do".


this will forever be my favorite proposal ever.



minus brat face jena malone.

i'm currently reading

a short history of nearly everything by bill bryson. i think my 'e', boldly, is going to be einstein's paper on relativity, 'on the elctrodynamics of moving bodies'.

the chapter that i'm reading is all about einstein and the development of the world of physics. i basically cannot wrap my mind around most of the ideas laid down without wanting to vomit. spacetime? it's bigger than my mind. it's blowing it away.

it's simultaneously the grossest and the best experience to literally feel your brain trying to reach out to grab onto an idea, like a kid grabbing some candy.

hilarious

god how i love when you've mastered a song so masterfully that you can karaoke it and substitute words.

my friends are so famous and interesting!

here are my friends fiona and chris at their store in soho, papabubble hanging out with my favorite ex-con martha stewart!


wow guys! how exciting!!!! i want the 'm' please. or one of those lollies.

and here is my friend louie in a hot shot for a daily candy profile about his sister's AMAZING new store, spacecraft in williamsburg!!

happy prezzzzz day

my father once told me, during a particularly painful time for me, about a letter abraham lincoln wrote to a woman who had lost her husband in the civil war. the entirety of the letter is as follows:

'In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all, and it often comes with bitter agony. Perfect relief is not possible, except with time. You cannot now believe that you will ever feel better. But this is not true. You are sure to be happy again. Knowing this, truly believing it, will make you less miserable now. I have had enough experience to make this statement.'

- Abraham Lincoln.

to this day it makes me feel much lighter during dark times.

although so moving and germane, i'm not sure if it's so much his words as it is a perfect example of a person's capacity and potential for love, compassion, and relentless humanity. it always inspires me to give people a little more space to breathe; you never know what their experience is. it also gives me heart that i too am allowed to live a little more humanly than i sometimes let myself.

happy day off everyone. i hope it was wonderful.

i'm lurkin heeeeere!

um...you think that maybe, just maybe, if you're carrying death weapons of mass destruction and death and more death forever that you should think about turning on your sonar so you don't run into other creeping underwater vessels also carrying death weapons of mass destruction and death and more death forever?? just a thought...

also - i guess it IS important to differentiate which kate hudson you're referring to.

seems a bit incongruous..

maybe i'm just thinking of catholic holidays, but really i feel like there are way more than just three.

haircut (after)

granted i just got up, but i think it looks pretty good. thanks mom!






in other news i went to the store yesterday wearing what i thought was...maybe a costume?




i didn't think i looked 'bad' perse, but i certainly didn't think that i warranted having a tiny, homosexual, japanese man stop me in the street just to tell me i looked really cool and that he must know where i got the jacket.

the answer: the dollar store down the street. i think it may have blown his mind right out of the back of his head.

in case you can't tell how absurd the jacket is



i mean...

haircut (before)

i truly need a haircut. i've got that 'boring hair' thing going on. since the salon is booked i'm doing it myself. not surprising. i haven't had a proper haircut in....7 years? and that was just that one time. before that it was probably another 7. i just thought today would be a nice day to buy myself a haircut.

it's no surprise i don't enjoy the idea of a haircut. my mom was a hairdresser for a short while and of course i was her guinea pig. my hair got increasingly shorter and shorter that year she spent in the salon.

i went from



to



in about a year. note to self: MUST bring back the crop top (cryap tyap).


but aside from being completely traumatized, i also just always got them for free and she taught me what she knew (which was very little about hair. we all have our aptitudes. and we all have the opposite sometimes.). i don't like the idea of paying for a haircut. i think it's a little outrageous.

so here's my before picture



im concentrating on the ends of course, but also here




goodbye boring head.

happy valentine's day!

sister weds

so i've been helping out my awesome amazing sister with her wedding stuff....she sent me this pretty perfect mood board.


oh i feel you sister.


so now that we have the general feeling down we're chipping away little by little. hair has been the focus of this week. this is what i did today. primarily.




















let me know what you think!