NEWLOVE

could she BE more gorgeous?

brad and i decided to see the spiral jetty on the way to idaho. it was supposed to be a 15 minute detour off the freeway. HOW ABOUT ALMOST 4 HOURS ROUND TRIP?!?! maybe if you drive a tank it’d be 15 minutes. there were no paved roads and we were just driving our mid-sized rental car around in the freaking wilderness. there was no one around and no signs of life… not even power lines or airplanes. NOTHING. we were a little nervous to say the least. and since you can’t smoke in rental cars, brad got a slight (*ahem*) bit bitchy after an hour. but it was worth it in the end.

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brad and i went to blackfoot, idaho this weekend for ixel and michael’s reception. good food and fun times.

i put a photo filter on the second photo to make it look like a picture from the 70s. they would have been a cool 70s hippie couple.

okay, last one - i swear…

my friend ryan and i went to high school together and he visited me in los angeles when i first moved here in 1998. he fell in love with the city and swore he’d move here. sure enough, a few years later, he arrived and stayed in los feliz (where i now live.) after that he moved to pasadena, eagle rock, burbank, seal beach and now huntington. so, he lives kind of far away although not as far as the east coast, but we never see each other - it’s nuts. about once every year or two, ryan will contact me over email or text message and say that he sucks as a friend and will i forgive him. 2 years ago i said of course i’d forgive him and he said, “good, because i have 2 tickets to the u2 how to dismantle an atomic bomb concert tonight in anaheim. wanna go??” is lindsay lohan a drug addict?? 2 days ago he texted me with the same “i’m a bad friend” thing and said “i have 2 tickets to the bourne ultimatum premier tonight. wanna go??”

here’s ryan and my friend stacy who we ran into at the afterparty.

so french transvestite clown mime got me back into my french music library, as you can see. and i just adore carla bruni. but have any of you ever seen an interview with her? she’s definitely a strange one.

i friggin love carla bruni

i was working at the office on friday when ivy (a coworker) arrived. she set her stuff down on her desk (next to mine) and looked at me, i mean really looked at me. then she opened her mouth and asked, “when exactly did you last do laundry?”

here’s why.

it’s been months since i’ve done laundry. yes, i have a lot of clothes. no, i’m neither a pirate nor a mime. no, i don’t idolize jean paul gaultier.

i explained to ivy how long it has been since i’ve done laundry. i indicated my intentions of doing laundry this weekend. she told me she hopes i don’t do laundry because she can’t wait to see what i’ll dig out of the back of the closet next.