tony romo and i play at the same indoor soccer facility. huh...



cleaning outfit.



extravagant dinner outfit. the difference is in the booty.



why, hello. you must be friends!



an incomplete list of reasons i suck this semester:



quarters at the nx/k-hox residence



justice league



peanut butter jelly time



bad influences

keep guard, my squinty friend.



gifts for moi?



why hello, pretentious!



i found out fryes typically run over a size small. how tragic. but thank you zappos! for no shipping charges! i will see you in another week...

i woke up from a nap and realized that i had slept through my sushi-date with vx. cx and kx were leaving the house for royal east. checked my phone in the car to find yet another sushi offer... dang, kids!





((don't tell k-hox))

i think i'm going to move into a bistro...

i wonder how much they would charge for rent if i just sat at a table and drank beer and ate pretty sandwiches and used wifi all day. i'd blog more.

anyway, i finally ate at banter... and it was amazing.




so amazing that we had to make our own faux-bistro meals the next day and mine was just as pretty but his salad was pretty ugly. we can't all be amazing.



also, somebody was totally failing bra patrol...



and fat-face patrol.



ten lbs. of red bell peppers and $105 later, anyone wanting jambalaya tonight will have to venture outside of denton. pwned.



also, i played no part in this... but i gave encouraging laughter and flash photography as i drove by... also, that's totally kahled!!! ((sorry, bro))





mocha shake with peanut butter + lactose intolerance = nap time!



it was haircut night again and i opted for drinking and a diy. but check out that wicked cowlick and amazing chop i made into my hairline.... sad panda...




also, mondays are officially paul slavens night at dan's silver leaf... starting... now.

but you don't bring me flowers.

congratulations to my blue team! back in div. 1 finals after 28 years. fuck. yes.

spending my saturday night at home being miserable and sick. ew. not that i would enjoy going out because i just want to watch musicals and lindsey lohan movies all night.

today at work, chicax ((who is a hip dresser, but horrible conversationalist but not awkward like me but more of i don't give a shit about your dream of waiting tables at the olive garden but it was actually a CASTLE! OMGZ GUYS BLEEEEEOOOOOOAAARGH!!!!!!)) was planning on giving a lot of clothes to good will... and as an avid thrift store shopper and lover of all things inexpensive, i convinced her to let me browse...



hmm... cute... but where could i possibly wear it??



ah-HA! 80's night at hailey's i test-danced it... rest assured, it will never happen again.



i'm pretty okay with polka-dots and i'll let the bow in the back slide. only because if i tie it loosely and it sags down my back it reminds me of a charlie brown christmas tree... no, YOU get a life!



but these sleeves aren't really working for me... but not enough for me to not wear it i guess.



cute little thing, and look at those bedroom eyes! you're totally swooning over me.



too bad i look totally preggers if i turn to the side... no dice.




i didn't like this one... at all... the colors looked much better when the sun was blinding me in the olive garden parking lot... but i rocked it regardless.



note the pockets! perfect for standing around being awkward! i should wear this to jupiter house the next time i want to read.



also, i think i'm between poses here.



took a break from my saturday night solo fashion show of patheticlor to nap off the sickness.



totally cute material... and ultra-soft. also cute with jeans.



i know it looks like i'm slowly moving the camera...



but really, i'm falling out of my chair... ((dorklor))



((no secrets))

4 days til 311 and snoop!!!

i dreamt that i bic'd my head. it was pretty hot. and it made me a half pound lighter. high five.

but in real life, i lost all of the party-weight from the momx visit. in another 8.4 pounds, i'm going to eat ice cream for a week straight. having a lactose intolerance, that might even work in my favor.



with those pythons, cx can single-handedly save the tatas.

also, i still need a mildly-classy event to wear my oh-so-cute yellow dress.

too much drinking went on in the past week for me to remember most things... but some of the photographs reminded me...



jupiter house is no longer open 24hrs. what. the. fuck. what am i supposed to be antisocial at HOME?!?



my frogs were cute with me one night. they make me so happy. wait... where did snowflake go??



okay, back to cute.



momx visited for five days of drunken amazing times.



we played pool at the boiler room and i apparently introduced momx to everyone and didn't learn about it until last night when everyone asked where she was and said she was awesome. she is awesome.




while we were playing pool i remember some weird lawyer talking to us, and i wasn't sure if he was hitting on me or my mom but then his friend was like "hey, man, have you called your wife back yet?" and we laughed at him.



we shopped and i bought TWO dresses and we tried to find accessories even but we couldn't so i bought a hat instead.




((hey, sx, remember these???))



ALL junk stores should have junk jewelry for junk prices.



i got caught looking at myself when someone pointed out the sign that says "only you can stop narcissism."






this dress is totally julia roberts in pretty woman when the guy that plays george kostanza totally calls her out for being a hooker at the polo game or horse races or whatever. i didn't buy it.




this dress is the happiest dress in the world. but weird because my boobs are too big. my gut fits into it just fine, but i have to push my boobs in to zip the back. i totally bought it.



momx did not buy that dress. ((le sigh of relief))




awww



this building is in austin i think and there is one like it in minneapolis and i think mary tyler moore was filmed there or something i heard once... we call it "ghetto in the sky". if they released a videogame that took place inside ghetto in the sky, i would totally play it.






dci san antonio regional.

go blue team!

i'll rant about that later.



also, we drank and painted.