Top of the Muffin to You!

I'm turning into this:



I'm somehow still rocking size 4 pants today.
I kinda want to unbutton them. Aw man....

Awww Swister!

I found this picture of my sister on her friend's myspace.
Crazy Ol'Shell.

Ew York.

There's got to be more to New York city than partying and posing for pictures just to show you were at the party.

There's got to be more, and I'm going to find it.

Note to Self:

Don't wear stretch pants home from the gym.
You get the wrong kind of attention.

Man, I used to want to be Punky Brewster when I was little.
Maybe I could be her now.

I Can't Even Look at This.

I think this is the most disturbing thing I've seen in a really long time.

I wish I was a dog.

If I were a dog, I'd get to wear cool outfits like this one.

Jimmy Brooks 08.

On election day, my dad called and asked me if I voted for Jimmy Brooks. I couldn't think of who Jimmy Brooks was, but I just laughed and told him I did.
I googled "Jimmy Brooks," and I had completely forgotten he was a character from Degrassi.
He was supposed to be the token mixed kid who wore Triple 5 all the time.
Spinner got him shot or something and then he was in a wheelchair for the last few years of "high school".
My dad and I discuss Degrassi all the time.
Haha Gotta love my dad.

Sunset Park.

My downstairs neighbor is blasting TLC "No Scrubs".

I think I ate too much.

American Beauty is on tv.
I think it's depressing me.

Oh Tom Jones.

We used to go to Tom Jones A LOT.
We would go really late at night - sometimes after West Philly parties or after Shampoo. (hahaha!)
When Beth and I used to hang out with Ralph, we told him and his friends about it and after we took him there, he would drive out to Brookhaven all the time just to go.
We used to steal one thing from the table every time we went.
There were always trashy, weird, interesting, funny people in there.
All hours of the night.

Everyone would get the Blue Ribbon special, which was this insane amount of food for $2.79. Unfortunately, the price has gone up in the past few years, but the amout of food that comes with it is still crazy.

The website used to be hilarious.
They had links to profiles of all the waitresses that worked there.

And they always had stupid/funny things on the sign outside.
They have a sandwich called the RC.
It's a grilled cheese with turkey and tomato.
We were driving away one night, and the sign said, "Have you tried the RC yet?"
Of course I thought this was the best thing ever since my initials are in fact "RC".

www.tomjones24hours.com

Check it out.

Living in the Moment.

I just found out that a girl who I was good friends with in elementary school, middle school, and part of high school is moving to Norway.
It doesn't sound like a big deal, but let me tell you why it is.

After college she was a school teacher for a year or so.
She decided that she didn't want that for herself because it made her feel old and she just wasn't at that point in her life where she wanted to be tied down to a job like that.
So she moved to New York and got a job as a cocktail waitress in the meat-packing district.
She's been here a year or 2 and couldn't be happier.

Now she's moving to Norway. To be with her boyfriend.
I wish I had the balls to pack up and go at the drop of a dime.
I still have some remnants of my shyness left in me that I desperately need to get rid of.Going back to an earlier post, I've always felt that I've had to do the right thing, and the "right" thing is basically the responsible thing.
I hate being responsible all the time.

I had another friend that I'd known the same amount of time who never had a problem with doing whatever, whenever.
I would always think it through first, and usually decide that it was a bad idea - no matter what it was.

I'm starting to let go, but not at the pace I'd like to.
Help me?