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i lost my hat last night. the one im wearing in that picture right there. yup. it was free. it was my favorite hat. doh.

ZICO

ZICO RULES





i am hungover

L train hysteria

monday morning:

february 23 2009

middle-aged black man demands over-crowded L train at GRAHAM stop approximately 8:15am for people to "move back there is space"
young overweight black woman says "there ain't no fuckin room on dis train! nigga what chu tawkin bout"
BM: i said....move on back... there is space
young fat black woman WILES the fuck out: nigga you trippin i aint tawkin to you! speak when spoken to! if i was tawkin to you i would have DIRECTED my comment to YOU. fuck you tawkin bout. i dont give a fuck bout no one on dis train. im GOIN to WERK and i dont give a fuck bout no one on dis train. so EXCUSE ME, MISTER, but mind yo own bizNASS. you roll up in hyeah and make me come undone like this(black girl is basically sweating at this point huffin and shit) so you just go on... and speak when spoken to, MISTER. fuck you talkin bout.

middle aged black man, dazed and speechless at the overwhelming rudeness of this young woman, perplexed asks for some respect towards elders, makes some type of comment about girl not being old enough to pay her own bills....

home girl freaks out AGAIN
"YOU DONT KNOW ME!!! YOU DONT KNOW HOW OLD I AM!!! YOU DONT KNOW ANY OF MY BIZNASS. NIGGA YOU TRIPPIN! ACT LIKE YOU KNOW WALKING UP IN HYEAH"

dude is speechless once again.
everyone on train gets red in the ears.

happy monday.


this mornign there was more hysteria
wednesday february 25th. ash wednesday.
approximately 8:20

Lorimer stop

white hippie trucker cap scruffy long haired white dude shoves his way onto stuffed gills train aggressively pushing people to middle of train. 8 foot tall West Afrian reaches over me to hippie's shoulder. takes strong hold of shoulder. "excuse me, where do you think you're going?" in a booming west african accent. "i'm making my way to the center of the train. there's plenty of room"
murmers from everyone else - no there isnt, dude... owww.. my arm....

west african giraffe booms "there is no room. you are pushing people acting like a fuckin moron. i ought to slap your face. fucking moron"

hippy replies "dude."

african bellows "NO"

hippy cowers.
hippy stops.

a cloud of embarrasment for the human race enters the train. all are quiet and humiliated.

mom....not again...

you know when you eat so much of something that it kinda grosses you out? that's sorta how i feel about alexander wang and erin wasson of RVCA.


uuuuhhhhhhhh surry.
amazing, YES. too many tacos? YES.

iam an amazing cook

oh yes. i am. it's funny, i go through pyscho-obsessions with food. and clothes. and apartments. and boys. and girls. i guess i go through obsessions all the time. eh. eh heh. imafreakimafreakimafreak

anyhoo - do you wnna know what i made for andrew? i made soemhting that i would never eally make for myself cause i dont like being so indulgent all alone and secondly, i dont normally eat pasta (CARBSS!!! arghh!!! hahahahha) so. after i went to the gym i was doing my normal weekend food shopping for the week and i decided i would make an extravagant dinner for my boyfriend. i found all these crazy ingredients (basil, oooh, crazy, fettucine, bacon (men love bacon).... CREAM.....rosemary hahah) and i made a shitake mushroom fettucine with rosemary bacon

hollllly shitiiiiit it was so good. andrew brought over a chianti from italy i specifically ORDERED him to bring it. even though we didnt get to drinking it until AFTER the dish was prepared (we were still working on the trader joe's cab (as in cabernet sauvignon)... haha whatever) it was delicious.

i ate it and passed the FUCK out. hahaha, i was all yummmm mmmm gooood nighhhhttttttt......


thats what happens after i eat heavy food.


i talked to my mom today who is like 100% raw food organic lady right now....(why wasnt she that way when i was a hippie??!) and i told her about the meal i made and she was like, you know, it's fine to eat stuff like that if you jsut eat a small portion and iwas like, uhhh ahahah yeah well i ate a whole big plate!!!

hahha whatever

i worked that shit OUT today at the gym. holla.


love
amy

dinnertonight was GOOD

i will share with you the recipe
it was very simple....even people who kinda suck at cooking like me can make it.
the ruffian shared this very simple recipe with me. check her out RUFF RUFF RUFFIAN

all you need is:

1. 1 ripe avocado
2. extra virgin olive oil
3. bread (preferably sprouted wheat or whole grain bread, the thicker and fresher the better)
4. salt and pepper to taste (you like that - that sounds official)

you put the whole avocado (diced) in a bowl
then you sprinkle some olive oil, salt and pepper on it
mash it up
mash it mash it mash it so it looks like guacamole
toast your bread

mmm toast

then spread the avocado paste on top!
voila! delicious!
i love avocado anything!



bon appetite!

office chair

i spun myself in circles and now i feel sick it was fun when it started though

i feel insane today

i woke up sweating, always a good start.
codey's dog woke up when i woke up so i pet her before i got in the shower. i read emails, i think of responses, i get confused.



im feelin wierd
wierd
wierd-o

i cant wait to go back to bed

libby

this girl is my hero

specialrequest

i freaked out on saturday. i woke up hungover and like depressed and i kinda freaked out. i thought everyone hated me and i thought i was a bad friend and selfish and judgemental and insensitive, and impatient. i couldnt get over or around all these thought for at least 15 minutes. andrew said it's like having a bad trip, which it totally is. it sucked. i txted my friends to see if they hated me. and then they said yes. then they said no.

the rest of saturday was filled with substitutes sleep and andrew.
we went out to eat at moto.
it was fuckin good.
andrew got me presents.
it was great.
he was a perfect date.


today was toy fair and im really tired.

its 9:10 and im goin to bed.

bon nuit.

valentine's day

i love you

sophomore

im going to this



I WILL NOT BUY THE SKIRT MY BEST FRIEND OWNS

amy n kash BFF*

a list of relativity:

1. it is not summer
2. this is not me and kash
3. i am not this skinny
4. we are not this tall
5. my hair doesn't grow past my shoulders


hahha maybe if im really really good this year ill fall out of a plane become a bird then fly around and when i get tired fall asleep in a tree and when i wake up i will be these girls. at the same time! i will be amy and kash! whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa no no no i need kash. i will wake up and be the girl in the red jeans.


ahahha sike

whatever

ps - i plagarize basically all photos from knight cat (props)
because she is a superior blogger than me.

im hoping i give cred where it is deserved.

jonny!!!!!

this picture reminds me of kash's boyfriend.

almost friday!!

this is how i feel when it's almost the weekend! OMG OMG OMG SLEEP! FREEDOM!



i went out to drinks with a client last night. i had two greygoose gimlets and he had two ketel 1 martinis. i spent 65 plus a 13 tip ($78) of my $100 petty cash for the week. whoops.

then i bought a pair of patricia fields boots for payless for $22 and i think kash got mad cause she told me about them at some point. i told her she can borrow them?



then I went to caravan of dreams to meet up with kash, abigail and dana for dinner. tyler came later. we all ate salad and it was fucking amazing. we drank chenin blanc (a bit sweet for my taste, but over all, great) i had a live salad with avocado and carrots and lettuce and it had a whole grain sprouted wheat pesto open face sandwich type feel to it. awesome. kash had a sald called the lover's salad or soemthing. then someone else got indonesian delight. healthy, fresh, raw, OG, divine. so fucking good.

then i went to andrews.

mmmhmmmm..


xxx

amy

there is always hope

i looked up balloons cause they remind me of hope.

this is by banksy
he fuckin slays

with asian stereotypes

last night andrew picked me up from work and then we walked a long way because it was so nice out. it's mid-february and it's like fucking 60 degrees. wtf, im not really complaining, im just a bit mixed up and i dont know what to wear. my body gets confused easily (so does my brain actually* ha) and i think this weather can cause a serious inbalance if you are prone to picking up bugs (which i am).

andrew gave me a piggy back ride and then i saw this girl that i met at buffaloXchange cause i buy all my clothes there and andrew said she was a lesbian, which she probably was. trader joe's has cheap wine for $2.99 so i bought 2 bottles. i like to stare up at andrew. he's so tall.

andrew and i had a conversation about what makes a man, family, fear, support, and love. i fucking love that man. he loves me too even though i'm fucking brutal.



kash called, i picked myself and went to the gym (drunk) worked out really hard and then i had a spinach salad with avocados and grapefruit for dinner. it was great.

WTF blog

yo i am crazyyyyy obsessed with all these fashion blogs. I'm TOTALLY obsessed. knightcat is def my fave but is-mental kind of rules. each one i go to i figure out something cool. im stoked on the art they post up and i take. new art new clothes new inspiration coool cool cool
im over fashion toast. that girl just pisses me off.
and leblogdebetty is really basic and it's not my steez but she is jsut so goddman fucking cute i like reading it. it's good for my french too.

im at work and sometimes i just need a minute to chill before i continue making calls and working out proposals.

i posted some shit up on here then took it down. i didnt want to hurt anyone's feelings.