I am bad at being a girl

TWO ENTRIES IN A WEEK!! Try not to die of excitement.


Today was Feeney's birthday. We went to Denny's for breakfast/lunch and saw a double feature(or our own making not the theater's)

We saw "Fast & Furious" and "Crank:High Voltage" and yes we wanted to see them.

You see we love action movies. Love to watch people drive fast cars, shoot guns and blow shit up. I would rather see the latest disaster flick than romcom. The world is going to end! I AM THERE!

While telling people of this plan, if they don't know me very well, it may be a bit shocking. Then I realized for possibly the millionth time in my life I SUCK at being a girl.

Before the movies and after food I bought comics.


When I am depressed or upset I will want to watch a slasher movie. When I worked at the video store this was fun. I could walk over and just grab something like "Splatter Dead" (which is TERRIBLE) bring it home and have my troubles hacked away bloody blow by ax wielding blow. It's comforting to know something so simple can cure all.


The last time I was in a killer pissed off mood I went and saw "Let the Right One In" this was magical. They had the blood I expect in a vampire movie. But since the girl in me sometimes peeks around the corner to make sure everything is safe I loved the fact that there was a little romance mixed in. Say what you will this was a love/friendship story more than anything else.



My movie watching habits are just part of it. The part that sparked this rant. For most of my teen years I had more guy friends than girl friends. Its been stated more than once that I "didn't count as a girl" by more than one of them. It wasn't until very recently that I looked around me and found a group of truly amazing women in my life. Friends I have made over the years in one way or another.

Now, I can be as girly as the next female. I love make up and still get all weak kneed over a hot boy (as seen right here in this blog). So I guess if I was a dude I would be very gay.



Jason Statham is BAD ASS!

Seriously...

I am the worst blogger EVER. I need to be better. I need to write more, I need to write again. Not just Twitter.

The fact is I see my life as uneventful.

I work, two jobs even. I could talk about them things happen there. Both revolve around interacting with people. One over the phone and one face to face.

But do I want to talk about how amazing entitled the world is? How people are crazy rude over the phone (my last call today was ended by a customer telling me to " Shut up, go to hell. Fuck You." and I WISH I was joking) but so very pleasant when you serve them food. And I doubt that is because I put mascara on for the latter.

I go to rock shows, A LOT. Hence the second job. I can fangirl like a pro. But really how OLD AM I?

There is another thing. I am turning 35 in 6 weeks (or so). Not pleased. This is causing me to have a bit of an identity crisis, and not in a cool New York Dolls kind of way (see OLD, who makes New York Dolls references?)

So I am going to start to try. Talk about stupid things. Talk about smart things maybe time to time.

For now I will leave it at that.

I suck at this blog

That is ok since I am pretty sure no one really reads it.

Plus nothing really interesting goes on in my life.

Work, work, sleep, rock shows, sleep, work, work, stress out about stupid real life crap, plan to get out of town, work, watch tv, sleep.


That is my life.

I guess it doesn't look that bad, I do feel like I work too much. But don't we all kind of?

Wish I could leave town more, but I pretty much have been doing that once a month. Which is ok.

To end this, Katy Perry kinda bugs the crap out of me.

This broken city sky like butane on my skin

Something I noticed a few weeks ago at work and I decided until to wait until today to post about it.

I say the date today different because of what day it is. I won't say September 11th anymore, it's like it doesn't mean a date.

Now it's always the 11th of September or Thursday the 11th.


I spent that day, all day at Hollywood Express, which was in a basement. We were instructed by the owner to watch light funny things. Due to this I heard very little after 10AM that day of what was happening. It was weird.

It's been seven years, but I think this year I am thinking about it more due to the election and the change that we all hope will come to our country soon.




Demo version of Skylines and Turnstiles

mmmm... crazy

I watched the end of an episode of SVU tonight that I have never seen. Now I don't do that, if I have not watched it I will need to see the whole thing,but I was distracted by this...








dammit.

my name is Larissa, and I am a {insert a million things here} addict

1) Blogs.

No surprise since I am a regular poster on El Jay (and have this blog) But I am also addicted to other blogs.

And not just the ones of my amazing friends or old friends from El Jay, but lots of blogs.

Ones of New York photographers/boyfriend of Project Runway winners, random graphs of random things(like above), guitarists of bands I obsess over or people from bands I like who make me a little annoyed.

That is not even half of them.

I think I have issues.


2) Music made for people 20 years younger than me.

I recently found out I like Cute is What We Aim For, who I purposely did not ever listen to since I thought it was the worst name ever.

Opposed to Scary Kids Scaring Kids, who have the best name ever and I needed to hear and love because of it.

I now am thinking this week I need to buy the new All Time Low album.


3) The NaughtiNano

I mean I know we all want a vibrator you hook up to your iPod!! For real this is make next purchase.

It would be a little wrong if I combined this with the above. huh?

4) Anthony Bourdain

Seriously can we just get married already. Or at least be BFF's?

5) Lemonade and Cherry Vodka

yummmmmm!!!

6) Fun Electronic Things
(and not the kind in #3)

I bought my GPS yesterday. It's Gina's sister. I just got the silver version of Gina, I kinda can't wait to use it.

But now I need a new gadget to covet. I feel incomplete.

So anyway, no idea what sparked this.

My heart swells

Mostly in whatever blog I use it to gush about what I am currently being an ultra-fangirl about.

There are a few things that are constant, most things are constant and I just re-visit one in hard core focus from time to time.

This brings us to The Fillion...



The new Dr. Horrible web mini-series is totally to blame. (and seriously, if you have not begun watching this yet you just should do it now, before whatever it is you were going to do next)

Singing! A Superhero! Hilarious!

My fangirl heart was doomed before it even had a chance.

One day Fillion you will be mine.