Tron

I think the reason I'm so excited about the new Tron is its just soooo 70's. The evilish David Bowie looking character, the extraordinarily tacky costumes and the twiggy makeup. I missed my own time period.

Juice!

I finally got a work out partner and signed up for a gym membership! Even though I prefer to work out on my own or just running around the neighborhood, I needed this jumpstart. And as always along with the feeling of wanting (desperately needing) to get in shape is the wanting to also be healthy(ier). I have never fit diets, they do not work with me. And I think thats fine. You really shouldn't be trying to make yourself fit into a diet you should make it fit you. I believe in taking bits and pieces from them, and making them your own. For instance I will never be so healthy to replace coffee with green tea...gag me. Buut, now and then I can see having a cup of green tea anyway and sometimes it does help me feel like I don't need (as much) coffee. 

My new room mate who just moved in brought with her a juicer. I think that will help take the place of a full on detox. Going a full week just drinking juice? That's not going to happen. I need at least on burger and two slices of pizza a week. But replacing lunch or breakfast with a juiced out glass of fruits and veggies? I'm trying it now, will let you know if it works. :) 

Whatever she made though, I say already, tastes freaking awesome. This is looking up. 

Tomorrow is my 21st birthday!! The alcoholic in me is so damn excited. Will be tearing up the LA bars ALL DAY LONG!

(via boing boing)

Bringing the indoors out

Two brothers from Brazil are living in (on?) their tacked to the side of a building living room for twelve hours a day in the name of art. Crazy.. cool?  They have been at this since May and plan on going till august.  I'm not really sure I'd call it art, perhaps extremely expressionistic living. Its looks like when it was flat it was an awesome living room. 

(via cakeheadlovesevil and designformankind)

Sad?

'A 72-year old Romanian woman kept her husband's death a secret for two weeks because she wanted to make sure he was really dead, and not just pretending to be dead so he could go be with his mistress. '- boing boing

is it sad if I find this slightly amusing? 

Had an interview at 8:30 two mornings ago. Instead of going, chose sleeping in and morning sex. And I wonder why I've been stuck at the same job for so long. I feel like I need someone walking around behind me with a gun at my back for me to accomplish anything. And that person needs to be me. 

(image- http://mila-loveology.blogspot.com/)

Its so grey today. I'm sick of hearing about how great LA weather is.  Its never great, its just never bad enough for long enough for people to complain.  But I can, it never quite warm enough or cool enough or dry enough to be perfect like they claim.  Especially today. I hate my job. I wanna disappear into a cloud.

Fish

I still can't believe I'm still here. In LA. I know I need to be planning ahead, I want to go back to school. Vaguely. But every time I think of moving to where I want to be I can't think any further because it means leaving what I have here. I never thought I'd let a person tie me down, but that's exactly what I'm doing. Moving means leaving him, and he is my entire life here, so it means leaving my life. It scares me so much. But I can't see us together forever anyway, I think its something that will have to happen at some point. I just really don't want to do it. But I'm starting to get good interview again. Jobs that would be long term and I need to figure out if I want to continue with them, plan to stay long term, or not. I need to figure out how to rely on myself again. 

I need fish tacos.

3 rooms later

I just realized I haven't posted in about 8 months. Since my move into the loft downtown really. The artsy hell hole with no windows or internet...or kitchen for the first 3 months. Then my boyfriends place for a month and now here! Los Feliz my own room, living room space out back and a cat!

I've only run into one problem so far.  Although I moved most of my stuff in on March 1 and 2nd, had my bed set up within the week, I haven't been able to sleep here yet.  Or really I just haven't been able to sleep alone yet. I've tried. I've planned on spending the night here by myself, gotten pj's on and brushed my teeth, tried to go sleep, but always around 2 or 3 I'll text him to see if he's still awake (he always is) and head over, which happens to be about 5 blocks away. Barely even 5 blocks. I know this is a problem, its not healthy, right? I vaguely feel like I'm using him for a good night sleep. But I just can't get to sleep if I can't roll over any bury my head in his chest every now and then. 

Help??

I might just need to go through a couple sleepless nights, I guess. Or maybe this isn't even a problem and I'm blowing it out of proportion?