Pretty birds.

If you know me at all you know that I'm obsessed with Gilmore Girls. I stumbled upon these beauties and they made me unbelievably happy since Lorelai said that there should be a thousand yellow daisies in a proposal. Will you marry me?

A couple of weeks ago I suggested to Hanna that we have a nice wholesome weekend and we ended up having a five a.m. giggle fest at LACMA's Urban Light. This weekend we finally reached our breaking point and did none of our usual damage. But we wouldn't be us if we didn't partake in some sort of tomfoolery.

Friday night thoroughly highlighted how abnormal I am. Unlike most people my age, I'm perfectly satisfied going out without getting trashed and just sitting at the bar enjoying the music. I didn't even mind all the nut jobs that made the mistake of deciding that I look approachable. Two weeks ago, I was in one of  my surreal scenarios, when Pulp's Common People came on and was almost immediately changed to something less exciting. After two attempts at hearing it in its entirety and being shot down in the midst of a dance session for one, I had to let it go. But this weekend, while ignoring a particularly hostile drunkard, the DJ at Townhouse played it and made me that happiest girl. And I didn't even fall off of my bar stool once! This, plus the delicious old fashioned and the good company is what I'd like every bar experience to be like from now on.

Since Friday night was so tame, Saturday didn't require much in the way of recuperating which allowed for a photo adventure! I can't keep a straight face for the life of me but these all came out so great. Here are only a few of those that Hanna didn't already post plus a few from downtown last week.

She's a Hannimal.

Gams.

Lean with it.

Costume change!

Killer.

Deceptive.

Nice is overrated.

This morning I woke up thinking my birthday was this weekend. I thought I'd majorly dropped the ball. Now I wish it was. Vegas is such an obvious birthday option for a Californian with wanderlust but I'm fully committed to not having a typical Vegas trip. I've been going to Vegas my whole life (my entire family has a gambling problem) so I've already done a lot of the shows and a bunch of the clubs. What I haven't done are the zip line downtown and the neon museum so I MUST check those off of my birthday wishlist. That plus the fact that I've convinced Hanna to come to Disneyland with me means my birthday will be pretty much perfect this year.

In other news, I've decided to try to be nice to people that I don't like. And by try I mean I'm trying to try but haven't actually worked up to it yet. I generally don't hide my disdain for the painfully dim and the exceedingly normal but I understand that neither of these should be a punishable offence. But I feel like being nice is overrated and I don't say that as an excuse for my meanness. I just think that if the best thing people can say about someone is that they're "nice" then they're just not the kind of person that I want to know. BUT I'm going to TRY.

Now it's time for installment number two of my nerdom confessions! I'm sure it's no surprise that I shamelessly inhabit the Whedonverse and I must say that the "Damage" episode of ATS is simultaneously SO good and SO fucked up. I mean, I gotta oppose any episode where Spike gets tortured but it's pretty much my fascination with serial killers meeting my love for all things Vampire Slayer. One of my favorites for sure.

Finally, I'd just like to say that a girl could get used to strangers declaring their love for her, no matter how large a quantity of alcohol is involved. Sometimes it's just refreshing to hear an honest and upfront "I really want to hit on you right now." Keeps life interesting.

P.S. - If you were wondering what to get the girl who has EVERYTHING!

Ikea Perfume Bottles

Los Angeles Screen Print (Black & Gold)

Books and Vinyl!

My life is so hard.

The last couple of months have led me to believe that I'm really good at living. There has been such an influx of new interesting people but I've also gotten closer to others that I've known for years. It just makes me realize how much I don't need to clutter my life with substandard people.

So here's what I need:

Hanna Renae Scott!!

    Holy fuck, what did I do before this girl came into my life? All of the crazy things I've ever wanted to do are finally being done because now there's a Hanna. But it's not just an appreciation for a partner in crime. My mind is a scary minefield that most people can't navigate, but Hanna has an amazing ability to understand all of the terrible things that occur to me and half the time she's even thinking about them as well. She's made me such a fan off shooting knowing glances. How we can be so different and so similar at the same time is beyond me but I appreciate it immensely.

L.A.

    I need me some Los Angeles. As a native, I might be biased but I adore this city. On top of the fact that I can stay out all night, I can also get up and recuperate at the beach ("The cure for anything is saltwater"). I just can't deal with monotony and in L.A. I never have to. I love that I always have the option of going from fancy to underground wrestling in twenty minutes time.

Why yes, that is my City of L.A. tattoo.

BOOKS

    Let's just get this out now: I'm a big fat nerd (as evidenced by my tumblr). I'll always appreciate book suggestions. Gimme.

    And in return I must suggest that you read The Crying of Lot 49 (Pynchon). It's weird as fuck but I want you to read it. Think 60's California film noir pseudo detective novel with a post office spin. It's a pretty short read and incredibly absorbing. One of the few things I've actually enjoyed reading in a while since I only have time for required reading these days. Let me know what you think and we can go out and get muted post horn tattoos together.