...and yeah, I've been allllllllllll about it this week,
bein' trapped inside for DAYS because of Sunday's blizzard.
I love the sound it makes when it snaps a moment. [i won't even try to type the sound here. an onomatopoeia couldn't capture how lovely it sounds.♥] ***
here the babies were sitting by the window as we were shovelling:
They seem just as confused about what to make of all the snow as the NYC Department of Sanitation did for four straight days!
...can you say "sharp"? and "detail"? ♥ my two sleepy babies ♥ *** *** So, my *2010*, tomorrow's the last day of you. I might get a little teary-eyed, but i'll stop once I think of how my sweet little darling baby girl looks like Rodney friggin' Dangerfield. So weird. 2011 with my Nikon should be fun, and 1.01.2011 [which is only a day away] is the launch of my *new*blog*
...and gosh darnnit, I've been working all cabin-fevered on it the past few days. I even taught myself some HTML. No joke! You saw these suckers: "♥" all up in this post?
I learned that!
Yep.
Soooo cool.
I'm excited about it.
Hee Hee.
That's about all for today.
I'll have a post up tomorrow, but if you don't visit, then I wish you whole-heartedly, a resounding
here's our woes about the gosh darn snow e'rywhere!!
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below is what everyone walking
around outside looks like:
oh, it sucks.
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i have a full day of snow-shovelling to look forward to.
being bossed around by the 'rents and strenuously scoopin' and tossin'
scoopin' and tossin' and scoopin' and tossin' and wiping the snot and scoopin' and...
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how do I politely explain that, "ahem, ahem...I'd rather stay inside and...uhmmm...work on my new blog for 2011. You see, I feel like i'm done using the *Blogger* platform and would rather explore the possibilities of TypePad, but I don't know how to make my way around, and I'd really like to spend my free time this week trying..."
Oh Lord.
That would not go well
with my chore-crazy mother!
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Haa haa!
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So thanks, snow, for adding hours
of back-breaking work to already
sore and beat-up inactive winter body.
***
[did I mention how much I miss the Summer?]
[did I mention how much I H.A.T.E. the cold?]
Grrrrrr...
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okay, well,
anyway...
...here're
some
shots
taken from
lazy, dazy
Christmas Eve
before
arriving at
the boyf's
grammy's
house
for our
5th
X-mas Eve
together:
lazy cats. really lazy cats. [8 months old now, btw] **** my Christmas Eve look: curly curly curly curling-ironed curls [posted about for the first time - a long time ago - here] and underneath those curls were my new heart earrin's from Forever21: [uhmmmm...they were $1.50...shwiiing!!] *** curls accompanied by my kitty-cat ModCloth top which I spotted in this post at the beginning of the month. i love this top. *** i also love this necklace. not sure where I bought it, though. *** did you catch the pattern??? :) *** along with my Christmasy glittery gold nails: [kinda looks like bokeh light bubbles, eh?]
bling blingy bling,
sparkle, sparkle.
*** even on the houses
in the Brooklyn neighborhood
by the boyf's grammy's house:
yeah...overkill??
***
every blow-up Christmas decoration in creation,
on one front lawn.
Overkill?
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ten-foot tall wooden soldiers up against your house's Grecian columns??
overkill?
Nah.
What's gonna be overkill is the work in the snow I mentioned earlier that's coming my way in later hours of today.
i have pretty much felt & still feel like that, above]
I
am one
big ball
of frustration, coupled with indifference.
It's like
I have
a raging locomotive
inside of me,
but
I'm standing perfectly still.
*
there's no other way i could describe it really.
*
this post is going to be
the randoms of my brain right now
'cause it needs to be.
*
sorry if this bores you,
or gives you a seizure. *
let's start with the last thing first
and go in reverse.
rewind:::
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okay,
so thinking a relaxing
viewing of last night's
VMAs
would help
my
uber-neurotic brain as of late
was
a
COMPLETE MISTAKE.
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I felt
even more
mentally exhausted after watching,
but can't really pinpoint why.
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oh wait.
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oh yeah:
a fuckin' meat dress?? ...and a meat hat?? i mean, i kind of get it, i guess. ** VMAs, right? Veal Meat Accessaries? makes sense. i mean, as much sense as she's gonna make. i'm not sure if i'm glad she won. i mean, i do like me some rah rah rah mah mah, roma rum mah mah, gaga ooo laa laa sounds in mah ear and mah body while dancing.
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Chelsea Handler was disappointing. * Taylor Swift bugged me. * Kanye, in that red outfit, with that douchebag song... ...i have no words. * what I thoroughly did enjoy, however, and was by far my favorite part::
was Florence + the Machine's performance of 'Dog Days are Over' * i friggin' love this song:
the performance of this had me wigglin'
on the couch next to Tomas as we were watching it.
i even sang along.
so, thank you, Florence, for
singing your reassuring song [...what felt like...] just for me.
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i also liked the mickey-mouse bobble head DJ guy.
he was awesome.
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alright,
i think that's enough
of the VMAs
[Viewing of Major Attention-whores]
moving on the the next piece of my convoluted brain-puzzle:
but about two years ago, I got sick after a sushi dinner and barfed.
when you throw up about a pound of sushi,
you're body doesn't want it for a while, even if yo' brain does.
{{deep sigh}}
oh, well.
maybe some other day,
beloved california roll,
maybe some other day.
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a
*so*true*
three-block
cartoon:
{{quiet whimpering}} ** ** ** ** the dress i talked about here and ordered came Saturday. here it is hanging in my "view-what's-new" spot in my room to rev up my enthusiasm. definitely gonna wear it wit' black tights and black flats. ** i really really tell you, thoughts of outfits are really the only thing that's keeping me sane lately. ** maybe it's this thesis class. ** maybe it's the late nights at this lousy restaurant job. ** maybe it's my frustration that i'm going to be subbing another year when i should be with my own class already in my own classroom. ** my mood is so fucked today. ** i think i gotta nap right now. i have work later at the goddamn restaurant, and work with no nap makes Amanda a tired, binge-eating, unfocused, cracked-out piranha. YOU WANT THAT SERVIN' YOU DRINKS DURING CRAZY MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL?? ** ** ** change of topic: Maegan from ...love Maegan posted this link to an outfit post she wrote last week, and let me tell you, this song speaks volumes of truth. good job, christina agui, for making one listenable-song on your new bionic album. it's going to take a lot to undo the damage you did after i heard the woohoo song. ** pretty much, though, i love this song. describes how i felt this week exactly. i love when that happens. ** i think i want to be done now. ** a few more sporadic randoms that are *ping*pinging* around my cerebral cortex:: * What am I going to be for Halloween?? maybe Lady Gaga in a meat dress. no, but seriously... ...i wanna win $300 at the costume party i'm going to. i also need a workable costume to wear at the restaurant. yes, the manager said "mandatory costumes". jerk. * * * * also, i have SOOOOOO many *south*fla* pics. I wanted to create a slideshow, but don't know how, so... ...I think I'm going to post them in pieces. we'll see later this week. * * * * lastly, *2010* is going to be over before we know it. * notice my blog's title? * i'm in the workings of developing a *new*blog* * how did ya'll decide on your blog's title? did you find that once you picked one that sounded good, you hated it, like, 15 minutes later? haa haa! * what blogging program do you all use? * i think i'll talk more about this in a future post. ** ** time for me to like, legit, bolt from this 'puter. i leave with this ending image:
cute hair. cute sunny-g's. wish i had a louis. love the outfit, and the kinda zen surroundings, and homegirl's got my iphone.
...a scatterbrained girl in her mid-twenties writing & posting *HERE*...trying to breathe 2010 in by celebrating & contemplating all it has to offer, one expressive outlet at a time.
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