All blog posts tagged with hot mess
British Men, YouTube Epiphanies, and New? Romantics
From time to time I like to go on epic rants spouting shit nobody cares about. It's like a dog playing fetch-I don't know why I do it but it seems to stir up some primeval joy inside me. I suspect I was some sort of hollering peasant in a past life. Probably the crotchety old innkeeper's wife who ta…
Malaise? A quarter(ish)-life crisis?
I'm currently wondering what to do with my life and as such, can think up nothing clever to write about this week. Traveling does take its toll on you when you return home and realize your life consisted of long periods of being bored as hell punctuated with short bursts of frenzied activity. I comp…
Baboon Killers: Vuvuzelas Revenge!
For all those watching the World Cup, are the vuvuzela horns killing your buzz (HA!)? I would probably rather hear singing, annoying drums, and the inevitable NSFW chant for Robert Green that the English have come up with but it doesn't bother me as much as it bothers most people I've talked to. I'v…
New (Orleans) Math
So Pat Robertson, what caused this?
Seriously, if I hear another word about this chundering volcano in Iceland, I will officially lose my shit. It would have been nice to sip sangria on a beach in Barcelona but those plans have been shattered a few thousand times over. However, my vacation week is still looming and with nowhere to go,…
RE: VOLCANO
OH SH-
The blog is getting a new name. This is most likely temporary as I am entitled to embrace my attention deficit disorder any way I choose. I haven't exactly decided what that new name will be.
And then I found this...
Bead whore?
These beads were obtained using completely non-nude forms of persuasion. Being a blonde, people generally think you'll take your top off anyway so I think they were just anticipating the inevitable. I like to keep people on their toes.
la rue Bourbon est decevant!
Clearly, what started out to be a pretty, sunshiney morning was going to dissolve into a pile of broken bead necklaces and 50 year old women with their kits off. Did I know it then? No. I was still hoping my travel companion would consent to venturing off of Bourbon street for at least 5 minutes.
My immune system needs a hard reset
I'm currently curled up in a nest of used tissues, cold medicine blister packs, blankets, and library books. I thought I'd post about it considering I have nothing else to do but drain from my sinuses.
It seems I have built up a tolerance to NyQuil. It used to be my secret weapon for travel, especia…
"Lassiez les bon temps rouler!"
I had to put the title of this post in quotes because, although Cajun and not French, I can almost hear my French instructor clawing her way out of her grave to put my eyes out for bad grammar.
Madame Zombie aside, I'm going to Mardi Gras this year. Now I have done my share of Jersey Shore fist-pum…
This is why I can't have nice things
So I’m at a party and this gorgeous man walks in. It was in slow motion, backlight, wind machine, “Dreamweaver” was playing, the whole nine yards.
Scene 1: Act 1
{the dining room table, I am frosting cupcakes, he is eating appetizers}
Hot Guy at Party: I should eat this hummous, it’s like m…
