lately by: Karissa

Dark hot chocolate. Not going to sleep until one, not getting up until the crack of eight (give me break). Ultra moisturized hands for holding. Table, party of one. This is my life as of, oh, two weeks ago.

I'm second guessing my college choice right now and I can't stop begging my mom to buy me the new Gone With the Wind 70th Anniversary set, but other than that, everything is nice. The fog has rolled out, I bought my dark red lipstick, and my heater makes my house into a little toaster. Everything is convenient, everything is in it's proper place, and I'm content.

I think my dad either got me the new Harry Potter movie on DVD or House DVDs or something nice for Christmas. The package *should* arrive today, and I'm anxious. I'm almost too anxious. I don't want to leave the house. But coming home to a big box is also very nice.

So, because of time constraints, I leave with a gift, a gift of image:



xoxo
Karissa

things about saturday: by jenni

Being against sociability and bad coffee. Tortilla soup that ranks high on your list of Good Food To Eat When There's Nothing Else To Eat, until you get the shits from it later (in combination with that and the aforementioned Bad Coffee). Sleeping in until 1 pm and waiting until 10 to sneak two beers your brother left in the downstairs fridge from his last visit into your room. Or, even better, sneaking out of the house to rescue a friend stranded in the Mediterranean Sea of Fuckasses and receiving complimentary Perkins food for your good deeds. Watching, but not really watching, The 40-Year-Old Virgin while sipping on Bad Coffee. Wishing it was December 18th already so I could spend the night with my boyfriend and play Backyard Wrestling 2. "You think you're cool, with your little jew-fro?" Drifting from one social-networking website to the other but having your retention level remain unstimulated.

I could have ice cream and further exploit my dietary decisions? I could even make some Good Coffee, or maybe some tea, since it seems to be that I'm into that lately. I could think more about attending university and check my Facebook wall again. I could download (or, better yet, DELETE) copious amounts of pirated music on my computer. I could smoke a bowl, although it's not advisable considering the fact that this is Sober Day Number 1 all over again. I could divert my attention to things that used to make me happy but I'll end up getting distracted. The most productive thing I could do would be to apply for more jobs, which would guarantee to prolong my desire to Smoke Weed for at least another 2 hours. Or, in opposition to that, I could look online at steam-rollers and plastic bongs that I'm wishing to purchase during my next trip to Colorado.

I wish I had more pending issues and/or frustrations to "blog" about but I'm too mystified by my urge to consummate with John Krasinksi, thanks to these commercials for some B-movie airing on USA. I could say that I'm tired but I would be lying. I have to find an appropriate way to resist my choices in recreation and find another way to cope with my lethargy on this Cold as Fuck Saturday, which is hard to do since it's 6 PM already. But, good news, only T-minus 4 hours until beer time!

Things I Love Thursday- December 3, 2009: by Karissa

*This month I'm really liking dark red lipsticks, like Underworld from MAC. I usually wear a bright fire-engine red lip, but dark red is just sexy to me. I would even wear black lipstick; it's undeniably gorgeous on pale ladies. That's just what I'm into as of today.

*THIS WEATHER FORCAST! Seriously, let's hope for snowballs.

*yes, yes, yes! Christmas movies are my favorite movies. I especially love Rudolph's Shiny New Year. I have it on my computer for year-round enjoyment.

* please, Enjoy.

That's all I have for now, really. I love a lot of things today but it's so cold and I'm on my way out- definitely not a day for loving everything.
I am, however, going to some shendig with my mother at La Cantera. She gets to hang out with her old people friends and I get to go shopping. Terribly enough, I've decided to put on a sweater dress and jeans and heels and go buy a black lipstick so I can completely rock it- and spend two hours nearly penniless doing satan's deeds (retail therapy).
I think I'm going to treat myself to dinner at the pub and then mosey over to La Cantera. Tonight will be good.

xo,
Karissa

by karissa

The only song to ever matter ever again.

I think, in all honesty, Jenni and I don't know why we created this blog, other than just being assholes. We have recently realized that we like a lot of disgusting things that we won't talk about in public, like 1200 dollar heels and cute underwear. I think that eventually, this will be a nice thing to do and we won't be so awkward and creepy when we finally understand why we have this thing. Until then:


goodnight.

xo
karissa