3.11.2010

I've got a new age girl...

I pretty much love this song and can't get it out of my head. HAHA.

So I've had enough with my medical issues and I've finally caved in to doing something about them. I've felt horrid  way too often the past two months, so I bought some meds and I'm seeking out a doctor. My big problem, other than footing the bill, is that I have no clue what kind of doctor I'm looking for. Who deals with "my internal organs hate me" type issues?? My ma is finally believing me that I'm in crazy pain, or maybe she's really sick of hearing me complain. ha. knowing her, it's the latter. Well, i only see one doctor for my yearly, and I don't think Roberto knows more than the vageen. eh, true story. Shoo, I'm still trying to pay off my last visit to him!! My insurance went from being the best, to the worst known to man. It's probably cheaper to say I don't have insurance!! ha. soo sad. But I told my ma i should probably figure this mess out before it's too late and i'm dead. i was way too lucky the last time. i'm so sick of being misdiagnosed though. :(

Anywhoo! I just watched Confessions of a Shopaholic :) gosh, i love me a good girlie movie that's not tooo girlie and cheesy. Isla Fisher, she's just too cute and seeing her makes me want to watch one of my favorite movies ever :)... other than the wedding singer and wayne's world, of course.

Thurs-

Took today off work to relax. It's been a pretty chill day, literally. They turned off the heat in our building because the weather has been semi-nice. wtf. i froze last night. i already sleep with two thin blankets and last night i had to find another blanket to help keep me warm... in addition to the hoodie i put on. it was miserable. so today we had no heat and no water. what a day! the water was shut off in the building so they could clean the tank.
Good things did happen though! I have 2 interviews tomorrow. One for a job i have no interest in anymore, and the other for a job that i want SO badly. I found a company who likes the things I'm into and so much more. hopefully it goes well. eek! Gosh, working on Newbury St. would be amazing too! Newbury St is dangerous. haha. That's one st. that i could go broke on and not think twice about it. yep, i'm a dork.

So yea, I'm moving to Boston in 2.5 weeks. I really like it there. Big city, but there's plenty of trees and nature and it's on the ocean and my favorite restaurant is there and i can go to vermont!! and i can go to maine and it'll only take 2hrs and i can go skiing alllllll winter long! haha, sounds funny coming from a girl who loathes winter and would do anything to live in AZ or NV due to the weather and scenery. Scenery is what does it for me. i'm guessing it's because i'm a artsy/fartsy fashion/photography lover, but i can't live somewhere that isn't interesting or breath taking. Boston may not have the cultural background i want to surround myself in, but it's great. It'll be awesome to see my sister and my bff Tracy more. It's just so hard to make pals in nyc and the scenery gets old after a while. there are some really great spots, don't get me wrong, but there's something unexplainable that's not meshing well with me. it could be that i don't totally have my own space to live, or like i said, it's hard to meet people here.. ugh and there's just too many people here! gah! haha. i imagine i'll wind up in nyc again. it would be hard to never be here again being in the fashion industry. i wish i would've been able to explore the other borroughs... Queens and Brooklyn to be exact. Yep, so operation Boss-town is Sunday, March 28.


So i'm obsessed with peanut butter truffles. ugh. they're going to be the death of me, if my insides aren't.
I had a cupcake from Billy's the other day, and while it was delightful, it was no Magnolia's cupcake. hehe.

My brother said it was 80 in Houston today. What a jerk.

Oh, and i have to have this BJ jacket. haha. i've been talking about how i want to buy or make something with a bustle for a while... and ask and you shall receive. ::sigh::

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