Atoosa Rulez

courtesy of gawker. they/she cracks me up:

Can you believe Lindsay has gotten in trouble again? Let me know your take on it.
Here's my take:
When you are in recovery for ANY addiction, you have to get yourself AWAY from all the things that triggered you. You can't just wear an alcohol monitor on your ankle and keep going out with your party friends.
Even with me - I realized I was a work addict and that even though I'd left my job, by being in NYC, I was still being triggered by all the same things that made me workaholic. That's why I've decided to spend the summer in the Hamptons.

one more thing, about kenfucky...

i'm going to be eating here in the morning. i am very excited about this. it's right across the street from the days inn.



mmmmmmmmmmmfuckyea!

kenfucky

i mean. kentucky.

im stuck here. in a days inn motel. in transit to san francisco for my lady friends wedding. its very dark here, and the men don't seem to wear shirts or have any teeth. (from what i saw at the gas station).

that's all.

xoxoxoxo

Biennial Clothing Swap. This Sunday, beyoootches.

That's right. I will be opening my apartment for another clothing swap with my lovely neighbor, this Sunday.

Email me for the deets. Clean out your closets. Leftovers will be donated. I have no clue what the picture above means, but it was one of the first to come up on google when looking for a clothing swap picture.

Sunday. 130pm. Get there early to get first dibs before it all just turns in to size zero pants and dirty wifebeaters!

OH EM, TO-THE EFFING GEE

hard to contain excitement while posting this.....

okay. so. i just got home, and i looked on the corner and saw a fresh iron gate... with a lovely awning right on the corner, of my most favoritist, bestest...first hummus-schwarma-backlava(sp)-experience-having restaurant ever...(sorry olive vine cafe... wont be calling you guys anymore, unforch) :-/

*ZAYTOONS!!!!!!!!!!

thanks again, sweet baby haysue for bringing zaytoons to me....i heart you.

i always talk about how my side of flatbush doesnt have anything. and i dont want it to have TOO much, because it just means that my rent will go up, but this here is a good thing to have.

not good for the pocket book...because i seriously have a weakness for them. best carry out. best delivery. best everything. and its all right here?!!??

whaaaaaaa?????

(i actually cupped my mouth in excitement upon walking up the street in disbelieve)

ZAYTOONS HAS ARRIVED!!!!! in dark slope! werd to my mom!

*picture depicted is that off the only zaytoons that i know... the one on myrtle. mmmmmm.

current situ has caused a pause in pix, unforch.

i'm finding myself without a scanner these days. so the childhood pictures will come to an abrupt pause until i invest in a home scanner within the next month or so.

as i mentioned in my previous post, i was running out of themes. i'm going home within the next coupla weeks, and i will trade in my current stash of pix for some *funner* (yes, funner is a word) pix that will redeem what i'm not able to post right now.

i guess ill have to cook more stuff and post pictures of food, or catch pazzo in more positions, etc...

standby....

in the meantime, why not do some shopping at www.glitterminivintage.com?!

Randoms

I'm running out of picture sets/themes, so everything will be pretty random from this point on.

Here is a great picture of one of my brothers. I wish I had another picture of my other brother reflecting the same fashion awesomeness. There are tons of them dressed similarly, and in three piece suits and the like, but those are at home. I have two older brothers that are 10 and 12 years my senior. This is the middle brother.

Check out the three piece suit action!! Shit is haute!!!


Then we have a picture of my mom with dead mark when they first got him as a kitten, and me with dead mark fullgrown.





lastly, here is the best halloween costume that i ever rocked. my mother made it. she sewed it. and i think i wore it to a few parties that year. it looked cute flat, but every time i wore it, my mother would blow up a big black trash bag, and thats what made me round. no airpump... all her own hot air. and then it would deflate by the end of the night, but i rememeber being the coolest kid with the coolest costume at the halloween parties that year!