Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
I will have photos of this place, for sure. I went there yesterday with Kendall and her mom, and let me tell you. They know how to make your stomach happy. I had the most delicious quesadilla that had an unexpected ingredient: yams! Soo delicious. With a little bit of sweet, and a little bit of spice, I had the best lunch I've had in a loong time. I bought the Rebar cookbook, and I can't wait to take it home and start cooking for my friends and family.
PS, the Caesar salad is so scrumptious!
Friday, May 28, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
"The little one misses you." So, he hands the phone over to my nephew..."Aunt Adrienne, will you pick me up and take me home? I want you to pick me up and take me home!"
Tyler, WHY DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE ME LOVE YOU SO MUCH????
Thursday, April 15, 2010
My sister knew how excited I was to watch Drew Barrymore's directorial debut, WHIP IT. So, she recommended that I read the book. I did, and I totally loved it. It was just so sweet, so funky, and so a teenager trying to be cool. I loved it! I totally felt for Bliss. Her yearning to be in a different place, feel something new. The joy in meeting a new boy to just go crazy silly for. Then the heart ache. Oh the heart ache. It sucked and made me want to cry. Boys suck balls!
Now, I'm done reading the book and I really want to watch the movie, which I have to watch at my sister's place bc she has the DVD...and it's Blu-Ray. Mother fucker. I'm not so lucky to be up with the Jones' ;) and have all those cool gadgets...(OK, so I have some. But not that one. I'm the kettle. My name is Black.) I start watching it, and I can immediately notice the differences between the film and the book. I knew that the author of the book also wrote the screenplay. I was expecting the film to share the same emotion and teen angst that Ms. Cross exposed in her book. What did I see? Nothing. Boring, lame, quiet, nothingness. It felt so long, but as the audience, we missed out on all the secret inside jokes shared between Bliss and Pash. We missed how strong their friendship is.
Oliver. Where do I start. Physically wrong. And the whole Señor Smolder wasn't even mentioned! In the book, you get the idea that he's this mysterious, oh-so-hot, make your knees go week and you need to change your underwear the moment you lock eyes with him. The dude they chose for the film, and his debut was less than stellar. It sucked ass.
I'm just bummed that Drew Barrymore, a chick that I think is so rad and I really admire how she turned her life around, disappointed me with this cool story. All in all, great actresses in the film, but bad movie. Check out the book. SO MUCH BETTER!
Friday, April 9, 2010
There are some times during my day where all I do is second-guess myself, and wonder…I wonder what I’m doing here…Why I can’t just throw myself into this life and live it to its fullest. Cliché, yes. However I truly believe that we cannot be a waste on this earth. There cannot be such a thing. I want to know WHY I am here. Am I just filler? Am I just here to help people pass the time away? Am I here to be the scapegoat for people? It definitely feels like all of those are true. It’s hard to believe that I am here for more than anything else. I do things in hopes that people will notice me…Not to be photographed, not to be famous…But for my ‘friends’ and my family. Even possible suitors. Am I not doing enough? I feel so invisible lately. I’m not writing this have people feel sorry for me. There is no pity here. It’s just life. I’m not the only person who feels this way. Shit, I really hope I’m not!
I just want to know why I feel the way I do. I don’t think that enough therapy or medication could ever help me understand this. No matter how hard I try, I still get back to this point. What am I here for? What I am doing? Where am I going?
I haven’t written in here in a long time, and I feel terrible. Not that anyone really reads this, but just the action of posting makes me feel better. Maybe someone, somewhere might read what I write or post? I don’t know. Blah.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
My sister took this photo at the family house up in Mendocino this weekend - I totally missed out!! Trips up the Mendocino are always the best. Surrounded by beauty, away from sirens, stupid drivers, phones ringing, and neighbors screaming. There USED to be a gorgeous view of the Pacific, but SOMEONE decided to build a house there. The silence at night is deafening, but it's what I crave when I'm in the city or in suburbia. Creepiness factor: the pitch black night staring at me through the windows of whatever bedroom I sleep in and reminds of that movie with Liv Tyler...The Strangers. You know the one, with the group of psychos that kills for fun. OK, so I have not watched it, but still it's scary! Imagine being in the middle of a forest and anxiety is like a flurry when all you can think about is "When will I see a face in the window?" Haha, yes my imagination runs wild. It happens when you're surrounded by beauty. You just can't NOT think about fun and crazy things.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
by Langston Hughes
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
So you know how Facebook has page or fan suggestions? I saw this one for Soulmates Photo and I was like "eh, another random thing that doesn't matter, blah, blah, blah." However, I clicked on it and started looking through the photos, and I came across this one. How awesomely adorable is this? SO CUTE!!! This photographer definitely has a great eye and I am super jealous. Plus that baby is so goddamn cute. You can check them out at www.soulmatesphoto.com. Enjoy!
I am not a fan of football. I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area watching football because, well, that's just what people do, right? Plus the 49er's practiced in my hometown and I could walk to the field and watch them up close. My school had Joe Montana Day and we dressed in 49er colors and praised him when he came to our gym to say hello to all of us.
Alas, as I grew older I would just tell people that I didn't completely understand the game. One day, I woke up and decided to come out. Stop lying to myself, and to others. I HATE FOOTBALL. Seriously. I hate it. It's a lame sports game that people watch so they can live vicariously through others as they run and violently attack each other, while wearing PROTECTION. What about Rugby? Now that is one bad ass sport.
I digress. I don't like football, but I do enjoy Super Bowl Sunday. Why? Because I get to eat fattening food, drink alcohol, and hang out with friends. Also, I love the commercials. They are pretty awesome. SO if anyone is offended by my short rant, fuck off. I let you watch football and you let me hate it and we all live happily every after. Thank you.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
HBO Developing Biopic On The Original Carrie Prejean
It's interesting what hate gets you these days.
(post from Perez Hilton)
Check out my friend's awesome new site, The Style Titles...this is where I will be receiving all of my fashion textbooks, and learn how to be socially relevant in today's world. ie, I have no idea how to dress or even pretend to look like I'm put together. So wish me luck!
The Style Titles
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Monday, February 1, 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
I picked him up tonight from my parent's house and my mother gave him M&M's for the car ride to my sister's house. M&M'S!!! MOM, ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!?!?!? I swear, she is. He MAY or MAY NOT have had a nap today...my mother did not divulge any misstep while under her care. So, let me tell you. He devoured the rest of the candy like Barney the fucking purple dinosaur was out to eat him, and immediately started to crash into a sugar coma. NO!!! I could not let that happen!
Of course, me being the "aunt", the "childless woman", I decided that he was not allowed to sleep on the car ride to his parents' home. I blasted that Veggie Tales CD so loud, and screamed at the top of my lungs "TYLER!!!! DO NOT GO TO SLEEP!!! SIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!!!"
"You're big! I'm little. My head only comes to your middle, But I say little guys can do big things too!"
He totally was half asleep and would sing with his eyes closed. I know it's mean that I kept him from sleeping, but he always becomes super cranky when he sleeps in my car, and well, that's just LAME. So every time I saw his eyes close and his head droop, I'd scream "NO! WAKE UP AND SING!!!" He'd open his eyes and flash me that drunken smile...and start to sing again. I swear, I had tears streaming down my face - it was so goddamn cute!
So say of me what you will, but he was fine when I parked the car and we raced up to his apartment. All in all, I would say that I'm a pretty rad aunt with the COOLEST nephew ever. I love my nugget.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
There are always people in your life that touch you, and you never forget the impression they leave on you. I totally believe that about animals as well. No, I am not a crazy animal person...OK kinda, but I don't own any animals...In fact, when I moved to the City, I left a fish at my parents house, hoping it would die. It was almost two years old!!! A goldfish!!! That's soo bad, right? Seriously! It finally died. Earlier this month. My mom's going to get a new one. Good luck with that Mom!
So anyway, I don't have animals of my own, I just love and adore them. When I lived in West Hollywood, with one of the BEST ROOMMATES EVER, two cats also inhabited the apartment. Maggie and Goober. The cutest cats ever! I was unemployed for a month in 2007, and those two kept me company every day that I sat on that damn couch doing nothing but stare at job posts. Goober is like a dog, and Maggie is such a little baby. They are the greatest to play with, the greatest to cuddle with, and just great PERIOD!
Maggie's kinda ditzy, you may think she's slightly "off"...runs into things, freaks out when someone sneezes, doesn't really meow - she squeaks.
Right now, Maggie is suffering from FIP. (Feline Infectious Peritonitis) Hard to explain, all I know is that it is terminal, and just soo not fun. I visited my old apartment and got to spend some time with her - it was soo sad! I totally cried. She is such a great pal, and my old roommate's first 'baby'. It's sad sad to know that she will be leaving us sooner than we thought, and I am so happy to have had her in my life. I was so glad to be able to say good-bye to her, and I hope that one day I can get a cat that is just as great as she is!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
DID YOU KNOW... Stanford students and professors are so lame they don't even know that their school, Stanford University, has a recycling center? I live in such a hippie area, an area where green, eco-friendly is the coolest thing since Elvis, and what do I get? Smart people being completely stupid. I mean, come on! With saving the earth and being nice to the environment on most people's minds, wouldn't you think that Stanford would put a paper in their welcome package about their recycling center? Posters? A blurb in their e-newsletter? Their printed newspaper? SOMETHING!!!! No. Of course not. They believe that their students and professors are smart enough to just KNOW these things. LAME.