toupee

Took headshots for work... makes for a great... HAIRCHIVE!


Hairchive:
THE TOUPEE

Haircut Sunday... let's see what else I can do with this thing.

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Yesterday I was at a bar and we asked these girls to ask their guy friend if he was gay. He wasn't and we saw the girls consoling me. Ern said that we had successfully emasculated him

SCORE.

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WeHo again tonight... I just feel like dancing.

I find that...

I find that giving others advice about boys makes me less emo. Oh and looking at the picture above... definitely makes me less emo.. I bet they're Vietnamese... dirty Vietnamese.

All of a Sudden...

All of a sudden I got lonely...

"Cause If one day you wake up and find that you're missing me and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be...."

Is it because I'm listening to The Script?
Ugh. Why do I miss you?

*weak weak weak* SNAP OUT OF IT LETOPHO!

Songs About Boys

So I've been flirting with this guy on Grindr and I'm not rushing to meet him or anything. He tells me that he's going jogging with a friend in Silverlake. Cool.

An hour later I get a message from this random dude. I ask him what he was up to and he said he was going jogging with a friend. I asked, "in Silverlake?" He responded, "yes."

I confirmed that the two Grindr folks were friends. *close application*

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I've lost all my playlists transferring my itunes and of course IMEEM. But the one playlist that I've managed to preserve is titled, "Songs About Boys." It's a collection of songs that remind me of particular boys in my life. Most of these songs give me tingles .... and I have moments where I feel like they are next to me. As I listened to that playlist on my drive home I began to miss them.

This is a familiar feeling- vulnerability? Is this what I have to endure? Fucking shit.
I don't like this... I honestly wish that I had a company event tonight or some other distraction and I nearly hit my head jumping for joy when Ern came home.

Anyway. I enjoy this kids voice. I forgot that I had a thing for voices. Thanks for reminding me Mony.

A Wedding to Bring Us Together

Caitlin's Wedding brought my high school friends to So Cal. Party at my house!!!

Woot woot

Though we didn't need to, we got the flasks ready. We're always so classy.


The wedding was held on the docks of San Diego.


Caitlin makes a beautiful bride.


And the bride's dad! He makes the best breakfast!


As expected the electric slide and chicken dance.


We're growing up too fast.




And then back home for some foolishness. I love having people sleep over.


Caitlin's wedding made me excited for my own. I would love to find a man to spend my life with... eventually.

Hello 2010

It's the Sunday before I go back to work and I'm eager to get back to reality. I anticipate a hundred fire drills that all need immediate attention and a late night in the office.

The later half of 2009 was very nice to me. And this was thanks to a handful of people who helped me find a path that I'm thrilled to be walking along.

I feel like many of us are too eager to burn bridges to places where we feel are useless to us. Because that person hasn't connected with us in so long... a little "spring cleaning" is necessary. Why?

I don't expect everyone who has crossed my path to reappear, but I think it's a good idea to welcome the opportunity to reconnect with people who have made a positive impact at one point.

Anyway, thank you for bettering the quality of my life.

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I just finished transcribing the last of my todo list from my old 2009 Moleskin Weekly Notebook to my new 2010 Moleskin that was given to me as a gift from Crazy Aquarious. I'm am currently chatting with him about where we stand and he responded:

it was a possibility in the beginning but I feel like in a dating relationship, we both cant offer what we need......

And I closed that 2009 chapter with a mutual understanding.

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I spent the day on my Macbook Pro cleaning my iTunes and playing with Grindr on my iPhone. I chime in the new year with upgraded technology.

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I'm about to change the sheets on my bed and schedule an appointment with my LA Stylist and start the new year with a fresh haircut. A haircut that involves cutting off the bangs that I've worn for most of the later half of 2009 and probably will wear again in the later half of 2010 unless I meet a boy who prefers to see my large Vietnamese forehead at full force.

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I'm looking at my list of Goals...
...Swim
...Cook
......Love.

Love. Because... I haven't done much of that in 2009. The year before that was full of of hurt. I've somehow protected myself from pain and as a result haven't given myself the opportunity to be vulnerable.

Though looking back, I like 2009. I'm happier, I feel like I'm a better person and have made the right decisions (for once). In 2010, I turn 25 years old. That's fucking crazy.

Thanks for joining my ride.

I'm the King of Saying the Wrong thing

Me: Hey! I haven't seen you in a while! How are you?

Friend: I've been better, broke up with the boyfriend

Me: OH! Congratulations!!!!

Friend:... no... not congratulations.

Me: ..ohhhh.. um...

Friend: ....

Me: ....

Friend: I like your new bangs

Me: THANKSSSS!!!!!

Friend: K, I'm gonna go look for people now.

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Epic fail


Btw, the weather in la is glorious!