2009's Greatest Hits

Yo! Happy New year! So, this is how I'm starting out the new year, with a new hairdo. I cut it off. It's not really how I pictured it to be. The guy who cut it pretty much ignored my style request, shunned the pictures I brought in and went buck wild on the back of my head. It's a "funky mom" / Courtney cox 90's shaggy bob... which all adds up to my worst nightmare. I wrote a rap song making fun of "face framing layers, just like Rachel from Friends" hairdo having ladies... so maybe I had it coming.

I am going to use this blog entry as a way to barf-out all my angst and pissed-off-edness, and then regain somewhat of a grip on what is really important in life. Hey... I kinda think I look smart in the above photo (or maybe its just the glasses). BUT, I've been meaning to go back to school AND have babies, so perhaps my mom-do will usher that in a little quicker.

See that photo above? My hair has that vibe. Nice.

So the rest of this post is dedicated to 09' and my old hair... but actually it's just a montage of photos I had lurking around on my hardrive.

Ahhh, my hair. Lookin' all flowy.

Spent much time with my friend Ayana this year, being painfully pale.

Showing you all of $17. Good representation of the kind of money 09' rained on me.

Man, I thought those shorts were TIGHT! Not like "tight fitting", but tight like "cute". Wrong.

Spent many hours at the Standard Hotel shooting BUTT BLOG photos. That place is a hot bed for booty-pic gems. This is me sneakily taking a photos of some dude's sweet back tat.

NANDI! She has been apart of my life since 05'. She's moving to CHICAGO in two months!! Probably gonna lose my mind... but I'll just have to visit her, or follow her and move there too! Hey, I like pizza, the 87-89 Chicago Bulls, jackets... why not?

Hey forest. Hey good hair.

Worked on my cannonballs this year.

Had a cat on my butt.

These photos were taken no where near 2009, but boy do they warm my heart. I stole them from Mark Hershey's Flickr page, and they're of the time I visited with him in NYC. One of my favorite people.

And I know I talk a lot about cats, and have a parade of their photos on here. But, this one is my actual favorite. Groucho. He lives with Mark Hershey. You can't tell here, but he has the sweetest face. He also has kitty diabetes cuz he's mildly obese.

Laterz 2009. And later hair, see you again in a year an a half!

New year's resolution: To shut up about my hair.

Things to do more of in 2010:

Tennis

Golf

Travel

Get my ass in school!

Byeeeeeeeeeee

XXX-Mas

Holiday greetings from me and a naked baby picture of my dear friend Ayana. I'm in WA and its cold as ballz!!!!

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to me.

Morning Grunge

Soggy palm trees.

L.A. was having a Seattle moment. So Arls and I decided to immerse ourselves in the mood and listen to grunge all morning. He was lurking around Seattle during that time so he shared a lot of grunge gossip with me. Go listen to "Radio Grunge" on itunes radio, plays a totally legit grunge mix.

Lookin' like he's about to go work on the docks. Longshoreman chic.

The nice thing about living in L.A is that the rain actually stops the next day.

Arlie, a man who knows his way around words. He can string them together all beautifully. All I ever feel like writing is the word "Stuff" over and over again. If you ever feel like reading something totally worthwhile, check out his BLOG.

So good.

Maybe I'm feeling all smooshy cuz it's the holidays, but Arls THANK YOU FOR YOUR FRIENDSHIP. You are like my brother and you make me laugh.

LEROY! You handsome bird you.

Leroy lives with Eva. One of her many boyfriends.

Dudes On Ice

A storm is a brewin'

Arls and I in his attic taking Echo Park beauty shots.

Oh, look at this... another photo of a cat. How surprising.

You probably thought these only existed in your dreams, but they're real! They live in Little Tokyo. Go get em'.

Went ice skating at Pershing Square in downtown Los Angeles. It's fun, you can look at tall buildings and scoot around while listening to the occasional Christmas jam mixed with John Mayer and other adult contemporary favorites.

My ankles, lookin' like they're about to buckle.

Pete brought his own skates. NEEEEEEEEERRRRRDDDD. He's a really good skater though, he grew up playing hockey. He kinda reminded me of those weird dads who would go to the roller skating rink and show off, and skate backwards and ballroom dance with their wives. You know what I'm talking about? Pete can skate backwards really well.

Lookin' like a fly Tanya Harding.

Downtown Christmas holiday magic lights.

I left my camera in the living room of my friend's house and when I picked it up it has this photo on it. Mystery babe. Looks like someone caught a case of morning model face. Yowza.

POODLE, POODLE PARTY

Dream dogs! I was fortunate enough to dog sit these beauty's. She's got people eyes.

Luxury pups.

Lola is like a cross between a person, an ape, and a pony.

When she gets sprayed with a hose, Lola looks eerily similar to Rick James.

Always.

Teeeell me , do ya wanna to get feeeeaaakky

Million dollar smile

This is what Thanksgiving looks like in L.A.

I was wiiiiiiiiiicked sick for thanksgiving. Managed to leave the house long enough to pork -out, but had to return to my sick bed and to the face of this fuzzy angel (below)

Portrait of a lady cat.

Oh snap, I went to Morocco! Just playin', at the Hotel Figueroa actually.

Hey there smarty pants with your smarty glasses and intelligent sweater.

My blogging has been extra snoozy lately. Been sick an uninspired. I predict that in 2010 my blogging will be on fire! I see loads of new experiences and new cats in my future. You just wait... I'M GOING TO BE FUN DAMMMN IT!!