how is it that ive been here for almost 3 weeks and still have tons of stuff i want to do and havent done? chris had the unfortunate luck of flying today...from jersey to raleigh...guess it was better than if he had been coming back from ireland today.  i would be so pissed if i had gotten to the airport and found out i had to throw away my moisturizer and shampoo and sunscreen and lipgloss and hair goo. that could cost a gal over 100 bucks, easy.

i cant stop shopping.  somebody please take my credit card away from me.  i keep trying to be a fiscally responsible adult, but it just isnt working.  theres temptation all around to spend spend spend. 

rob is on sunday and to say im excited is an understatement.  its been what, 5 years since i saw the wheel live.  its gonna be the best-even if it is only a 45 minute set.

v for vendetta was a really good movie.  nothing like what i expected. but good.

ikea was just as spectacular as i remembered.  but i didnt buy anything.  not for lack of trying, the fabric panels i wanted were out of stock.  im gonna order them when i get back home.

being 27 feels just the same as being 26. and 25.  and 24 for that matter.

i dont like the new killers song.

im regretting my decision to skip the flaming lips show last friday.  

i ate at tim hortons today.  i thought i was gonna see a fight break out amongst the employees.  they all hated each other. and life, far as i could tell.  kinda put a damper on lunch.

thats all. 

finally its not a hundred million degrees. thank god.  i was sick of sweating.  muse last friday was the best thing EVER!  looking forward to interpol...i mean... the editors tonight.  and im on the fence about tomorrows flaming lips/sonic youth/wolfmother show.  i mean, i know that i love seeing the lips live...they always put on a really fun show, but im not a fan of the new album at all, and do i really need to see them again? and im sure wolfmother will rock...but is it worth 35 bucks during a time when i really should be watching what i spend?

10 days till rob dickinson! i might just die of happiness. 

thursday morning hangovers with margarita remedies. retail therapy. umbrella cheerleaders. acronyms and hangouts.  good company.  good beer. lather. rinse. repeat.

apparently there is something even more uncomfortable than wearing a strapless bra.  its called eating too much. family bbq=execssive amounts of tasty food.  i just dont know when to say no.  cole slaw, taco salad, orange pineapple jello with lemon pudding icing, pineapple cake and heavenly costco chocolate cake.  and to think, the day started off so well with an hour long walk with the sister.  im going to go attempt to sleep off the pain now. somebody call jenny craig, stat!