Sex in San Diego

Magaritas, Mishaps & Madness

2009-09-04T16:55:00.000-07:00

Ah! It's finally Friday!

Thank. The. Lord.

It has been a very tiresome week.

Perhaps the pitcher (Yes. Pitcher.)

of super yummy margaritas I had after work yesterday with

my new work bff Alex was made me hit the snooze button this morning?

Ten. Times.

Which brings me to this very random rant..

The things I observed while guzzling margaritas yesterday.

1. La Jolla. Is gorgeous. Also, I feel richer (and slightly snobbier) just being there.

2. How do you know your in La Jolla? When the women no longer look like people,

and instead look like life sized barbie dolls walking down the street.

(Blonde? Check. Skinny. Check. Plastic parts? Double check.)

You get the idea...

3.My theory on gay servers from the last post. So. True.

(Baby: "So what's the deal with you? Are you single? Relationship?

Alex: "Well, I was living with my ex-boyfriend for a while...)

Ha! What do you know? My point? Proven.

4. When the bartender asks, "Would you guys like a half picther or a full pitcher?"

it is always best to reply loudly & obnoxiously,

"WHAT DO YOU THINK WE ARE, PUSSIES?! BRING ON THE FULL ONE!"

and then giggle excessivley.

The looks. Priceless.

5. You know you've probably had a little too much to drink when your friend's final words to you before you part ways are, "I'll text you later to make sure you're still alive."

Ah, friendship. How lovely.

As I'm ~~being a tipsy fool and getting lost~~ driving home, I realize I have two

missed calls and a text from the Boy. He wants to go skating on the pier (aka he goes skating and I ride a bike along side him. I still have numerous scars from the time he tried to teach me how to ride one of those crazy wooden death traps. Never again.) I say, "yes" like the a-hole I am, even though I kept telling myself yesterday that I was just going to ignore his calls through the weekend.

(Self-control? Apparently, I'm sorta lacking. )

An hour before he's supposed to pick me up I get another text from him.

"Laaaaaaaaame!!! I can't find my board!"

Really? REALLY? Because I'm sure it just dissappeared on you?

I'm sure you can't just look around for it until you find it?

Whatever. Just. Whatever.

Asshole.

Tonight, I'm feeling like I just need to get my mind off of these silly stressful things in my life.

(Lame job & stupid boy included, natch.)

So, I'm going out with one of my best girlfriends and one of her friends.

Who, I don't know?

To where, no idea?

But as long as the drinkies are flowing & the music is loud

I am sure I'll be juussssssttttttttttt fine :)

'Cause sometimes. That's all you need.

What Happened?

2009-09-02T23:36:00.000-07:00

I seriously just want to cry.

How in the world did something that started so great,

end up so shitty?

I never wanted this to happen.

I knew I wasn't ready for it.

Falling for someone new, after all that I had been through,

was the last thing in the world that was on my mind.

But you were different.

And you were worth the risk.

Or so I thought?

Perfection. The whole night had been. Actually, every moment we had spent together since we'd met a week before had been more then I ever could have imagined. I felt so comfortable, like we had been long-time friends, and not strangers just a few short days ago.

Our second date. You promised, "I'm going to show you a side of San Diego you've never seen before." How could I have known you'd end up showing me the same thing about yourself?

Laying on the beach at Tourmaline, equippted with a blanket & your jacket & strong arms for warmth, I lay there uncharacteristicly silent.

My mind is racing.

(Could I really be falling for him so fast?)

(No, no. You can't Baby. You're not ready. Keep those walls up. Keep him out. You're not ready.)

You notice the not-so-typical silence. My mind is elsewhere & you already know me that well.

"Hey. What's wrong?" you grab my hand and gently trace my fingers with yours.

(Ugh. Please stop doing that. Please stop being so amazing to me. I don't want to fall for you.)

(But it's already easy for me to be honest with him. It's just so comfortable.)

"Honestly, I just can't believe how much I like you already..."

He kisses my forehead.

"I feel the exact same way. It's like you're too good to be true."

(This. Is too good to be true.)

...

It's a chilly April evening. Me, in a hot pink strapless sundress and your Volcolm hoodie ( I love that you are such a typical Surfer boy.) You, with your arms wrapped tightly around me to keep me warm..

I feel so safe enclosed in your embrace. It's like all the past pain just melts away. And I can see all the possiblities of what's to come just by looking into your eyes.

...

You start talking about past relationships. I gaze dreamily into the black horizon. Listening to unseen waves crash angrily at the shoreline. And then I catch it, a phrase that makes my hairs stand on end, and my stomach flip and my heart ache just a tiny bit.

"...I usually move on easily."

I'm not sure how that sentence began? I'm still not sure. But all I know, and all I knew was one thing.

(I'm gonna get hurt.)

Silence.

I feel tears forming in the corner of my eyes.

(You're not ready, Baby. You're not ready for another heartbreak. Another disappointment.)

I stare straight ahead. I can't look into his eyes.

"Baby, what's wrong? Come on. Tell me. Just tell me what you're thinking."

I look up at his sweet face, so full of genuine concern.

(Was it genuine? I'm still not so sure.)

"Honestly..."

(Walls, baby! Keep your guard up! Don't let those walls fall down.)

"I was just thinking, 'I'm gonna get hurt.'"

"Listen to me, Baby. Are you listening to me?"

I nod.

He grabs my hand. Aligns is face with mine. Stares intently into my now glassy blue eyes.

"I will never hurt you. Never. I want you to open up to me. I want you to trust me."

And I did. Despite all my better judgement, I let myself fall once again.

He tore down those walls I had built & I felt helpless to stop them.

I was just so sure.

So sure of his feelings for me, and of mine for him.

I wanted this to be different. Him to be different.

But I was wrong.

Over a year later, I still replay those amazing moments in my head again and again.

And I wish I could go back to those nights and start over again.

Re-live this past year.

Or just take it all back. So we would have never started this at all...

My phone rings, it's 10:04pm.

"It's not him", I think to myself. There's no way.

He's called the past three nights, and even though up until a month or two ago

we used to talk before bed every single night

(Our "nightcap" as he used to call it...)

nothing's been the same lately. Everything is just bad.

Friends?

Is that what we're trying to be now?

Do you fight with your "friends" like you fight with me?

Do you get jealous over them?

Do you tell your friends your in love with them?

Do you sleep with them?

(Maybe you do. I obviously don't know you like I thought I did.)

Tonight is no different.

He wants to make plans for Sunday night.

He wants me to go out with him and his ex-Supervisor.

His ex-Supervisor, that he used to hook up with.

He says he's surpised I'm ok with that.

(I'm not. But I pretend I am, none the less.)

I ask, "Are you going to be all over her?"

(I know I shouldn't have. But his answer will determine if I really want to go.)

"Well she's single. You're single. And I'm single. I'll be dancing with you both."

(No. No, no, no, no, no. I want out.)

"That's ok", I reply, "You can just dance with her. I don't want to be apart of it."

An argument ensues. I'm told that I'm being "obsessive" and "pyschotic"

I say that I'm being neither. I just would rather have all the attention on me or none of it at all.

I don't want to play these games.

We get over it.

He suggests having a get-together Saturday night.

He says he'll bring his friends and I'll bring mine.

"You're my date for the party."

Oh, yeah?

Right.

I should walk away, I know.

I know things are broken beyond repair.

I know that the only result left is a broken heart, whether it's from

giving up and moving on or from him constantly acting this way.

What happened to that amazing guy?

What happened to those feelings of security and comfort you brought me?

I knew.

I knew I wasn't ready for another heartbreak.

And yet, here I am.

Crying.

Heart aching.

Wishing things wouldn't have changed.

I Am a Work Whore, Apparently.

2009-09-02T15:39:00.000-07:00

Wow. After all my bitching last post about how much I absolutly detest my

new shitty-corporate-hellhole-chain-restaurant gig...

I actually had a good day at work today!

(Why hello there Karma, I am your bitch.)

For starters, I woke up extra early today (which like, never happens)

(I am not happy Baby in the morning, teeeeeeeerust.)

& got myself a hazelnut coffee & an everything bagel with jalepeno cream cheese

(SOBOMMBBBB!!)

from Brueggers & took my time getting ready.

(mmmm, how Lovely.)

Then I got to shitty-corporate-hellhole-chain-restaurant

& realized I was opening with my favorite co-worker, Jared.

(which, also, like never happens.)

See, the thing about male severs is this:

off the bat 90% of them are gay*

out of the other 10%...

5% are in serious denial of their homosexuality

and the other 5% are really & truely straight.

However, out of those straight men..

Half are known to have homosexual tendencies

& the other half act overtly obnoxious & macho to make they're straightness

perfectly clear.

My co-worker Jared happens to fall into the 2.5% of male servers who could go either way.

Hetero? Homo? Who knows..?

I sure didn't.

But alas, Jared does indeed have a girlfriend.

(Mystery solved!)

Straight as a pole ladies & gentlemen..

And so he is by far my favorite co-worker.

No meathead/macho/asshole tendencies to speak of

unlike the rest of my straight male co-workers.

(Actually, unlike most of the males in my life. Period.)

So, we set up the Res and he called me "Darling" & "Babe" & "Sweetie"

and I smiled because he's a-freakin-dorable.

And then he invited me to a party his frat is throwing next weekend

and I said, "Yes" because I adore him so.

Shortly after I realized I'd be working with WorkCrush as well!

(eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkk! *giggles & blushes excessivley*)

(Yes, I promise I am an adult. Not a 5 year old girl.)

WorkCrush is seriously HOT.

Smokin' in fact.

Tall, dirty blonde & all american surfer boy looks.

(Yum!)

However, of course

He is taken as well.

(Sigh.)

Whatever. Minor detail.

I still flirt like crazy. (Natch.) And to my shock & dismay, he keeps right up with me!

(Why I do not know? But, eff it. I'll just keep on going with it!)

And that definetly makes my day a little more enjoyable.

So, even though I only had four tables...

and my tips were seriously lame.

(I walked with $25 after tipping out the cashier & hosts)

Just a little bit of male attention

made my whole day 100 times more enjoyable.

How freakin' typical.

*Claims not based on any facts whatsoever. Just the personal experiences and observations of a part time waitress. We here at Sex in San Diego do not promote or endorse stereotyping of any kind. Unless it makes us giggle, of course.

The Best Is Yet To Come. Or Is It?

2009-09-01T22:44:00.000-07:00

Oh, the first of the month.

That means of course,

My ~~four months and counting backed up~~ rent is due..

Hollywood Tans & LAFitness deduct an obsene

amount of money from my account

all in the name of vanity..

& of course..

My bestie Susan Miller fills me in on what the next month of my life will be all about!!

*Note from the editor - While I don't necessarily BELIEVE in astrology per se, its accuracy usually scares the crap outta me. And, its fun. Sooooooo I love it. End of ramble.

Ahem, moving on..

So last month Susie forewarned me that my Sagg-self will be facing a freakin' tough month in September.

(Seriously, now? Haven't the last like twelve months been hard enough? I'm begging you, Universe, give me a break puhleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!)

And ~~not so~~ surprisingly, I can see why. And apparently, she can too, because most of this shit is dead freakin' on.

Let's take a look shall we..?

*Please note - I highlighted what I commented on. I know its really long so if your either a) not a Saggitarius like I or b) just don't really feel like reading it all, the bold is what ~~sort of~~ matters.

Professional interests, finances, and a major real estate or housing situation will take top billing in September.

(Intersting, considering professionally I hate my fucking job and have recently decided to start looking for another one. And that my lease is up come October 24th. Which means financially I will need to figure out how to pay the last four months rent on this place and have enough left over to score myself a new one. GREAT. Damn you Susan!)

Although you will be intent on moving to make decisions and get plans set, with Mercury retrograde all month in your career sector and a rather intense series of planetary storms due to thunder through our lives from September 15 to 23, you will do best to be patient and wait until October to make your key decisions. For now, be patient and wait until the clouds part and the Sun comes out again.

(Instense? Storms??? Thunder!?!?! Basically she's saying, "Girl give it up. You ain't getting shit done." Sweeeeeet.)

Indeed, it would be best to passively go with the flow,

(Nice, you don't have to tell me to do that twice.)

which is something you will rarely hear me say. To force others to state their decisions and press them to form agreements with you in September would be to go against the natural order of things.

During the coming month, certain information will come to light that may make you reconsider a position you adopted earlier, so bide your time.

(Yes, like busting my butt at shitty ass chain-restaurant just to pay the bills, barely?

I take THAT back for SURE!)

The things that now may look so solid will more likely be filled with flaws or subject to setbacks.

(Oh Susie, you can't scare me with words like "flaws" & setbacks"

you should know Miss Psychic Lady, this entire past year has been a freakin' setback for me)

As September dawns, you will need to attend to a home or real estate question, activity, or family-related relationship that will need your full attention at the full moon, September 4, plus or minus four days. This full moon will be in Pisces and light your house of home. You may be moving, renovating, repairing, decorating, entertaining, or may experience a change in terms of the number of people who share your space at home - such as if a roommate or child moves out, or a relative moves in, for example.

(Yes, yes I understand. Home stuff. Gotcha...)

It appears you are in need of money to make things happen and you may need to spend quite a large sum this month as result.

(Large sum..? Now that might be the biggest understantement, EVER.)

No worries. Mars will be friendly to this full moon, so it appears you'll get the money you need.

(Hmm, maybe my big career move is going from waitress to prostitute? Because I see no other way that I will be getting all this so-called "large sum" of moola. But, my dearest Sus, I sure hope you are right on this one!)

You appear to be managing your finances as best you can, and the spending you have been doing seems necessary.

(I try, I try. I FAIL too. But, hey! At least I try!)

One parent, more likely your mother, may take all your attention at this time, or you may have a number of house guests over that weekend, September 4 plus or minus four days. This full moon will fall over the Labor Day weekend in the United States, a time many people take a three-day holiday at a resort or in the mountains. You seem to be staying home, for too much will be going on there to risk going away.

(Blah, blah, blah. Ok enough. When do you tell me that I'm gonna meet the man of my dreams and fall in love. Yes! Get to that part lady!)

(And in conclusion...)

Troublesome aspects will arrive at mid-month, and the first indication will come on September 15, when Saturn will oppose Uranus. These two planets will cut across your tenth house of career status and fourth house of home - both represent key places in your chart - and challenge you to consider how to update and make changes in your career and your living situation.

(My career sucks. My living situation sucks. And both are leaving me broke. I have soooooo much to look foward to, huh!?)

Your home will get the most energy from this configuration, because Uranus, "the great awakener" as it is called by astrologers, will be in the house ruling home and family. Saturn and Uranus will only meet like this only approximately every 40 years, so this configuration is rare.

(Blahhhhhhhhhh, blah, blah, blahhhhhhhhhhhhh, blahhhhhhhhhhhhh....)

They last time these two planets met in opposition it was from 1965 to 1967.

(Wooooooooo! HIPPIESSSSSSSSSSS!)

This aspect will simply ask you to consider your present living situation and to make adjustments in the light of changes you have made in your lifestyle lately. For example, do you now live too far from your work?

(Nope.)

Or, if you have been unemployed, is there another city you would like to move to in order to find better job opportunities?

(Whoa, NO!)

Or, are you expecting a baby?

(hell FUCKING no!)

Do you want to put in a home office? Does your home need repairs that you might be able to do yourself? If you have a roommate, is the relationship working?

(Uh no, no and uh no.)

There are some of many possible questions that you may be finding answers for near September 4.

The job of Uranus is to ask you to innovate in the light of recent or imperceptible, gradual changes that have taken place in your life

. In months like this, Uranus will sweep out anything he deems not constructive or viable for your future.

(Well sweeeeeeeeep away Uranus!! -Uranus hahahahaha! I'm a five year old.- I like the sound of that!)

September 17 could turn out to be your hardest day of the month and that will be true for almost everyone. It's not a day to schedule anything of importance, for on this day, Uranus opposes the Sun, setting up the possibility for unexpected, difficult news involving your home or a family member. On the same day, Saturn will conjunct the Sun, increasing the chance that you'd get depressing career news.

(Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!! Me no likey!!!)

Saturn will demand that you regain your balance and stay calm, objective, and above all, very practical.

(Yeah, right. You obviously do not know me very well Ms.Miller)

That won't be easy

(No kidding...)

because you'll be dealing with developments that you had not expected. I cannot remember any time when Uranus opposed the Sun on the same day that Saturn conjunct the Sun.

These are heavy aspects that when taken separately can be managed more easily, but when taken together become a bit overwhelming.

(Overwhelming. Wonder freakin' full! Just what I need right now.)

A situation concerning a publishing or broadcasting project, or a relationship or project involving foreign country or people based overseas, will become a blinking light in your life that will need your instant attention. The level of drama in your life will be reaching heights you've not seen in a long time, and doubly so if your birthday falls between December 14 and 22.

(Well, of course it does! How could some of the bad shit NOT fall RIGHT on top of me?)

This may be good, however, in that things you've put off or ignored now will come roaring for attention, and you will give them that, for you will have little choice but to do so.

(Didn't you know? Ignorance is bliss. BLISS I TELL YOU!!!)

The universe won't give you as much as a day to catch your breath, for tough aspects will keep barreling forward.

(In other words, FML....)

On September 18, just one day later, the new moon in Virgo will arrive. Uranus will oppose the moon, adding volatility and sudden shifts to a career situation, and Saturn will conjoin the moon, a rather sobering aspect that will force you to face certain facts. You will have to take a situation "as is" and not necessarily assume it will improve without your involvement. If you have to take a loss in order to move forward, you will - simply to stop a bad situation from getting any worse.

(AKA I quit my job because I can not take it any longer. Or I get fired?

I'm not sure which is worse?)

The moon in your chart rules money that you get from others

(Well, duh. Because I obviously can not pay for my OWN life. What do you think I am? RESPONSIBLE or something?)

such as banks, credit card companies, investors, and venture capitalists, so your thinking will be drawn to money matters and developments that are surfacing on this day and the days that will follow this new moon.

To add more to September 18, on this day transiting Mars in Cancer will exactly oppose the degrees of the July 7 eclipse in Capricorn, triggering news from the July 7 eclipse. If you didn't hear anything in July about a key money matter (or even if you did), you will likely hear something about a financial matter near this date of September 18. There will be more news. You need to allow approximately three days on either side of this date for this aspect to unfold.

My point is this: All these aspects are piling up on top of one another to send a very clear message that things are changing and it's time to see the new landscape and make plans to not only survive but to grow in it.

(Well lady. My point is that THIS SUCKS. I think I need a new NICE psychic that tells me what I WANNA hear.)

Money will certainly be top of mind, and that would be true even if there were not eclipses hitting this area of your chart.

I say that because Mars has begun to tour your eighth house, suggesting that if you need money to fund a large goal, you will make getting that money a top priority.

(You can find me on the corner of Garnet & Mission...)

Eighth house money, which is so highlighted in your chart, tends to represent not steady money as you would get as salary or money you have saved and put aside, but rather a one-time chunk of cash that is often outside the usual reserves. Eighth house money is "other people's money" that is given to us, most often for a specific purpose, such as to start or advance a business; pay college tuition; or to buy, improve, or refinance a house.

(Ohhhh yayy!!! The Universe won't stick Baby in a corner afterall!! You know what that means? My Momma's to the rescue!!!)

Sometimes it represents money we are given in a divorce settlement, as child support, or money paid by an insurance company, or if we are named in someone's will. This is where your attention will be riveted and where you can expect some sudden developments.

The new moon on September 18 will ask you to state a plan for your career, but I can't imagine how you could do that with the road ahead so unclear. You will have to wait until October to make final plans

(So I'm stuck at shitty chain restaurant for another month..Oh joy!)

but you can begin to make a list of what must be done. Mercury rules your solar tenth house of career, but until Mercury is out of retrograde, nothing you negotiate will stick, so you must not make commitments in September, for they will only have to be renegotiated later. By the time you do, you may not even want to be in this deal anymore.

This month you may have to fix a career situation quickly, however, for Mercury retrograde forces us to go back to examine and fix flaws.

If a business relationship was never strong (even if you thought it was) you may see it unravel under this month's extreme aspects.

(Well, like, duh.)

As said, if you were born December 14 to 23

(That'ssssssssssss me!)

you will feel these aspects directly. There is not much you can do to prepare other than to not have an overly packed schedule, as you will need time to pull away from what you are doing to attend to sudden news. If something is not viable for the future, you will know about it and go to Plan B.

Actually, no matter if you are forced to change, or do so by your own volition, you will move to a better place, so the final effect will be positive.

(Phewwwwwwwwww! It better be Susie or you're gonna

have one pissed off Saggitarius coming after you!)

These aspects are acting like ground-to-air missiles that will be on a mission to root out relationships and agreements that will not support you in the future. You don't need them. After September is over, life will seem different - but in truth it will be your life, only better. You will be on firmer ground than you were as a result of the various truths that will be revealed.

(Why does that sound like BAD news & not GOOD news? I don't like change! Grrrrrrrr!)

You can't fix a problem unless you know and acknowledge it and decide on what you'd like to do about it. The last part, deciding on a future plan to either fix things or walk away from the situation, can best be done in October, not now.

(Good, Procrastination. Something I'm good at!)

I suggest you expand your circle of contacts, talk over various options, and get a consensus of opinions and advice. Once you do, you will be on a fast track to a better life.

Romantically,

(Yay! Finally! True love here I come!)

October will be another country, so to speak, so you'll love next month. In the meantime, you will have Venus in Leo, a lovely place for Venus to be, from September 1 to 20.

You will be preoccupied with some heavy-duty life questions this month, so I doubt you'll have much time for fun and love.

(Ummmmmmmm, or not?)

There are many reasons you should be optimistic about October.

(Good. Give 'em to me!)

By October 15, Mars will move out of the financial sector, an area that has demanded (and will this month) a lot of your time and energy. After October 14, Mars will be in Leo, a far more compatible place for Mars to be for you. A crowd of happy social aspects are heading your way in October too,

so in every way, October will be better.

(Nicee. Who needs September? Can't we just skip to October!?!)

Most importantly, Saturn will move out of your career sector too on October 29, allowing you some needed rest from career questions. While Saturn will be back from April 7 to June 21, 2010, by then you will have had a bit of rest, so those 14 weeks will seem easier and fly by, as Saturn will always bring rewards after his testing and teaching phase is over.

Believe it, dear Sagittarius - the best is yet to come, and it's due sooner than you think!

(Somehow, I am really doubting that. But hey! You're the psychic, not I.)

Hot damn! I'm not sure I want Ms.Miller to be right this time?

Oh, well. Looks like it's going to be one fun month around here!

Happy ~~or not so happy~~ September everyone!

Blondies Versus Brownies

2009-09-01T02:20:00.000-07:00

I think most of the ladies out there can agree with me when I say
that along with finding the perfect fitting pair of jeans & bathing suit shopping...

finding a new hair stylist

is practically the women's equivalent to medevil torture.

So today I decided the year and a half (Seriously. I know. It's BAD ladies. Real bad!)

I've been putting this off and pretending my hair looks ok...

& trimming my own bangs (Not too, too shabbily I might add!)

while constantly googling
"Hair Salons (that won't totally f*** up my hair) in San Diego"

with no success..

I am finally putting my foot down!

(and not how I usually like to do it, in a masaging chair, while getting my toesy's painted unfortunatly..)

(although now that is sounding like a good idea to me.)

After yelping every, single salon I could find in Diego I think I've finally picked one that

sounds the most up my alley (am I the only one who think this saying sounds kinda dirty? yes? really? um ok, then moving on...)

It sounds cool, funky & of course the point that put me over the edge, natch.

They serve ya drinkies!

(and I'm talking of the alcoholic variety, of course.)

*Note from the Editor- If any of you lovlies reading this know of a hair stylsist in the San Diego area that you love love love - I am verrrrrrrrrryyy open to suggestions!

So now that I've found the place..

I just have one more decision to make.

What the eff am I gonna do to mahh hurrrrrrrrrrrz?

(Did I mention I'm originally from New York?..)

(No? Well, tis true. Very gangster I iz, yo.)

Now you see, for a very long time I've been wanting to die my naturally brunette self blondie.

No, not because I want to fit in with all the

peroxide bleached..

overly tan..

fake boobied..

stereotypical "SoCal" bimbos

that plague my darling SD..

I'm just freaking BOREEEEEEEEEED.
(Yawwwwwwwwwwwnnnnnn!)

With the same hairstyle (long, straight, varing shades of brunette..)

that I've had since?

Well probably ever since I started caring about my hair!

So, should I do it?

Take the plunge?

Be the daring, exciting Baby that everyone expects would do something this far out

and hope it doesn't end up a royally golden mistake?

Or play it safe?

Get my hair styled..

& call it a day.

I guess we'll have to see.

If I do decide to do it..

I'm hoping the transformation turns out something more like this:

and not this:

What do you guys think?

In the Blonde vs. Brunette debate?

You can call me, Baby.

2009-08-31T00:36:00.000-07:00

"What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end
is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from."
-T.S. Eliot

And at the end, my friends, is exactly where I am going to start off this,
the official first entry into my shiny new blog, too!
My ending happened to begin about a year ago. One of the hardest years I can remember in the twenty-one that I've had on this planet, so far. A lot of it which I documented for the world to read in a place where I could vent about it all. A small, but honest blog about my life here in gorgeous Sourthern California.
My sometimes-successes and my many failures,
my heart aches and those oh-so-painful breaks,
and of course, all the loves, laughs, and ~~tequila~~ tears along the way.
Somewhere between losing my ~~painfully boring~~ steady office job..
my best-frienemy-turned-totally-psychotic-roommate ditching our apt with no notice..
and the boy who made me fall in love with him proving himself to be exactly the guy he promised me he would not be..
I also had to deal with the fact that along with everything else I had lost that year, apparently my blog's anonimity had been lost, too!

*FYI.
As long as your reporting the truth, secret alias's & code names do not hide your true identity from the one's who know the real you no matter how hard you try to hide.

However, not being the type to let a little hardship get me down, I decided. ~~FUCK~~ FRICK THAT! (woo! close call there!)
I miss my tiny piece of the webosphere!
I miss my precious little blog where all my deepest, darkest and ~~most~~ some of the time, totally hilarious and relatable mishaps & adventures I could share with whomever out there was interested in ~~laughing at~~ reading them.
While at the same time allowing me to personally sort through the craziness that is my
"Quarter Life Crisis", I'm sure.

And so, In honor of the end of my first blog, and also the closing of that chapter of my life & the beginning of what is sure to be a new exciting page in my own life's story,
I just want to say
"Hello there! You can call me, Baby."
to anyone and everyone who is about to come on this journey with me! Maybe you're thinking, "Haven't I read this before?" The truth is. Maybe you have! And in that case, "Welcome back! You don't know how much I've missed you!"

So, grab yourself a cocktail.
And slip into something more comfortable.

This is..

"Sex in San Diego"