it doesn’t mean a thing to me and it’s about time you’ll see that things ain’t like they used to be

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hey bromances i missed youuuuuuuuu.

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airplane outfit. i bought this kate hudsonesque dress from f21 over the summer. i bought a lot of shit over the summer but then the dress moment passed and i never wore it. it was at the end of summer. a girl’s gotta have a dress ready to chuck in her suitcase. i rewarded myself with trips to f21 after the gym about once a month. figured i’d earned it.

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my newest little buddy. one of those retardedly expensive cats that are a beautiful shocking splash of rouge. i don’t know how else to describe it. quite the talker too. acts as if it’s bloody murder to go four hours between eating. sort of lets me pick him up.

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constant nola fat watch. i irritating. annoyed i missed my two motion room sessions. was so happy to go today and james surprised me with some super weird and intimate stretching. felt great. i said if he was my boyfriend i’d make him do that to me allll the time and he said if he was my boyfriend he wouldn’t do that (inferring that if yer a cook you won’t cook at home, if you massage for a living, no dice to your partner) but i’m like why because we’ll be doing other things? oh james, we can do this dance for weeks i’m not gonna break first hahaha.

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stoner station. oh right speaking of, sorted out my little dilemma heh.

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sunday night after eating the french quarter and i was working on a serious binge solo. leslie lost the boozing mojo no problemo more for me. they have 3 for 1 drinks all day on sunday. people were ridiculously plastered i can’t wait to go through more of my photos and videos now that the virus of my laptop is gone. i went back to karaoke and trainwrecked through two songs. lesson learned, two songs that although i enjoy profusely, i just cannot sing. empire state of mind and gaga’s telephone. always go with your gut instinct and not the song that your friend wants to hear.

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sorry this post is like you. retarded. just kidding we both know it’s just a slight learning disability. anyway, check out these fun things. my future ex-husband james let me have one. chose the lemon flavour.

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dear me, you are captivating and dynamic. keep up the good work. love, me.

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one great house after another after another it’s kinda heartbreaking and sickitating and jealousy-inducing.

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this is my impression of being cross-eyed.

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i got to stay in a shotgun house with a spiral staircase and a stained glass window.

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almost bailed only just the once on this thing. it’s really narrow and twirly. picture me carrying my suitcase down super slow and statue-like.

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leslie was like stop taking photos of yourslf, get the houses. this is the first i went after. i was only taking photos repeatedly of myself so i could text them back to the raymi man(fan)club back home and i couldn’t get one i was happy enough with.

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cannot get over how luxurious and comfortable those beds are. it’s like sinking into a cloud. very much like a get-away spa/hotel. probably why we had an early night each night. a real vacation.

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on our way to whole foods for supplies and i cleaned up my ghetto plane skid face but still totally tired and tired looking.

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on plane in oblivious moron fog. i moved to my own row when the woman beside me made it clear enough she didn’t want me there once i was finished passive aggressively caging her in for a few moments of irritated panic. that’s my cue to leave once the announcer said now if you don’t like the person you are sitting next to then you can move back. peace lady.

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me and jasper.

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this is on canal. it’s by the sheraton, the legendary kicked our asses out hotel two years ago and fast food district where i had to grab leslie a hangover sprite (they don’t really do gingerale in the states) from a popeye’s or some hole like that. be careful if you bring a dog to new orleans and go out for an hour or two longer than a dog in a hotel room would appreciate. i’ll tell the story later.

back in the internet zone again these were just my blackberry photos.

john lennon perished twenty thirty years ago today. same date my grandpa died too, (though i was in grade 6) cosmic.

see you on the other side.