Rag&Bone

Now that it's the last day of July! Fall stuff, woohoo!

Short Term Projects

Now that THAT'S over, the next 3ish months will be dedicated to completely pretending it never happened, and filling my time with other more interesting endeavors.

• Dig through the needs v. wants in my wardrobe, make a "can only shop for these" list, be happy with my style-whatever it is
• FINALLY get back into (re)learning my languages, starting with French
• Attempt to do p90x
• Discover old and new joys in life (so far: biking with Carter, watching all the Grace Kelly, Gene Kelly, Hepburn movies I can, journaling, trying new things, being happy with myself)

This also means documenting my 'journey' and sharing all the gory details. Stalkers love that kind of thing, right? ...I know I do...

Day 2

Away from my sweet boy and my heart hurts so much! So glad I took all these pictures last weekend. I think this one is my favorite today.



Tomorrow! We will be reunited tomorrow!

Read This How You Will

Dear The Great State of Texas,

Please love me as much as I love you (don't be like New York). You've got a lot of stuff you still need to work on, but hey, so do I. No one is perfect, but to me, you're pretty darn close to it. I'd like to stay and be useful to you and make you happy and love you forever, if you'll let me. So, please let me.

Yours eternally,
Tina (aka 'hon...' aka 'darl...')

What A Cute Baby

This was him 2 months ago...



And this is him at this very moment...








Not a direct resemblance, I know, but...reminds me of Carter. And I love it.

Burnt Thumb

Today I burnt my thumb with scalding hot soup. It won't bend right now, and I have it covered in ointment, which I keep accidentally rubbing on to other things. It's not hurting right now, but when the medicine gets wiped off, it starts stinging like a mothereff.

Yeah, I know, next week is IT, so I shouldn't be online. Well, I am. I'm blogging right now, and I just briefly re-activated Facebook for what seemed like 2 minutes and then deactivated it again when I realized that, actually, 15 minutes had flown by while I was busy stalking people, and I still check Twitter, even though lately I have nothing to say. At least, nothing in 140 characters or less. I still have a lot to do before next week.

Haven't stopped listening to Cosmic Love, although occasionally a little Joshua Bell and his amazing violinist self will grace my studying, and it's nice.

Really tired and want to sleep, but, like I said, there's still a lot to do.

Straight Up Amazing

This is my new t-shirt. It's very Jem and the Holograms, yes?

Saw this crazy bia tonight, and there are no words. I spent the entire show gasping, frantically clapping, screaming, singing along, and gaping in awe.

RAWR!

Intentional Infliction of Emotional Distress

"1. D's act must be extreme and outrageous. But words alone or a threat of future outrageous behavior MAY prove the tort.
2. P's special sensitivity is not considered unless D knows of P's special sensitivity.
Example: Sara's daughter died from food poisoning at McDonald's. At the funeral, Adam. asked Sara if she wanted to get a Big Mac."

I had a little bit (read: kind of a lot) of a breakdown (read: streaming tears, soaked papers, general tearing at my hair, etc.) just now as I was checking my past scores and saw just how small my margin of failure was. Then I read this passage in my review materials, and laughed. Maybe a little too loudly.

In other news, one of my BFFs is coming up from Austin tomorrow afternoon, and then we're going to see THE GAGA in concert! Good idea of something to do before impending doom? Probably not, but it's too late now.

That boy is a monster...he ate my heart...

Cosmic Love

I can't stop listening to this song. Hear it at Madewell a lot, and love it every single time. I'm always in this twilight.

A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart

It's 10:45...

Do you know where your doggie is?

Mine is outside playing with his best buddy. They like to lay together, forming a circle, simultaneously chewing on each other's feet. If that's not love, I don't know what is.

This is a going to be a post about what I did today.

Today, I went and ate at the Burger Bar at Neiman's for lunch with a friend. I had the Asian Salmon Burger, which sounds weird, but listen: it had a lovely grilled salmon filet, cold and crispy slices of cucumber, long strips of sweet mango, crunchy slices of daikon, leafy fresh arugula (? I think), and a creamy miso dipping sauce. It was deliciously mouth-watering. What was funny was the fact that not only were we the only 2 minorities in the entire place, but we were also the only people under the age of 50.

Afterwards, he had to go back to work, or at least, make and appearance and then leave, as he gets to work at 6:30AM so that he can leave by 3PM, and I was supposed to go home and study. Instead, I spent half an hour wandering Neimans and Barneys, caressing their Balenciaga selections. 30 minutes well spent, in my opinion.

The rest of the day is kind of a blur, but I know I went to the bank and post office, wasted a lot of time online, took a nap with my bebbeh puppeh, and STUDIED. Whew. Glad I could fit that in my busy schedule of uselessness. Also, Carter is now just shy of 40lbs at 4.5 months. What a big big baby he is.

Then, my mom brought home a small ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins. She didn't buy me a cake on my birthday, but she got one today...because she wanted one. Then she made me eat it with her so that she wouldn't have to eat alone, and when I brought up the fact that she didn't even get me a cake, she goes, "Oh, do we have to talk about that!" and left the room. RUDE.

Now, I'm sitting here, slathering bug bite cream on my leg whilst I alternate between reading a page of notes and generally trolling around on the internets. This was my very necessary break from that.

I know it's kind of hard to tell, because I tried to make the tone of this post light-hearted, but I'm a little bit woozy and wobbly. From what, I'm not sure. Anxiety? Anticipation? Alb...Bad ice cream cake?

Pictures

saved on my desktop right now...

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Had a good surprise phone call, napped with the puppy, ate ice cream, sang loudly alone, bought a necklace, dinner with the family. Happy birthday to me. Things aren't so bad, I guess.

Well.

On this Friday, where I spent at least half of my waking hours crying in bed, and the other half refilling my doggies' 'Kool Collars' with ice so that they don't die of heatstroke, this is the only thing that's made me laugh.

Thank you, Tracy Morgan.

In Case You Were Wondering

You probably weren't, but here goes anyways:

• I have NOT studied 10 hours a day. I do, however, sit at my desk for close to that amount of time. Doing what, I'm not sure.
• I've sold 4 bags in order to pay off my cc by myself...and maybe...buy...another one. It's an addiction, okay?
• I bought a bike; Carter runs behind me as his daily exercise. He's quite slow and has no endurance. It makes me laugh.
• Either Madewell sizing is like J.Crew's where it's sized for larger people (normally an 8? try a 4 at J.Crew), or I've officially graduated to a Small. That hasn't been the case since...high school.
• Desperately need a new phone as the buttons on mine are literally falling off. Family debating between Droid and iPhone. I don't care - just get me a new phone.
• Trip to HP World has been booked for August! I plan on buying something from every Hogsmeade store, even if the line is 3 hours long to get a wand.
• 2.5 months after, I'm not crying every day anymore. Had a revelation of sorts, and though I am neither happy nor confident in myself, the fact that I am aware of these things and not just a shell of a human being is a step forward. Also, I'm pretty sure I'm still in love. Faintly. Factually. Perhaps foolishly.
• I turn 26 this month. Another crappy birthday, I'm sure. Haven't had a good one since I turned 20. That was a good one.
• Every time I step outside between the hours of 7-9pm, I get bitten. If there were really such things as vampires (sparkly or traditional), I'd be the first to go.
• Went out last night, probably against my better judgment - seeing as how today I am sick and didn't get any studying done - but whatever, and partied with new-to-me married friends and some kind of awesome Filipino dudes who spent all night doing some old school mean-mugging thug-dancing and pretending to rave. I laughed a lot; I love Filipinos.
• Carter is easily 3x as big as he was at 10 weeks old; he is currently only 16 weeks. His paws are hilariously large, only confirming the fact that he is going to be HUGE! My love for him knows no bounds. He likes cuddling with me when I go outside and enjoys having his head on whatever part of my body is closest when he's laying down. When his nubby little tail wags, my heart swells. Is it crazy to want a bag that matches his beautiful grey coat? If you know me at all, you'll know how big of a statement that is. He's that lovely and precious to me.
• Seeing as how I'm achingly sick for the first time in months, I'm going to bed before midnight tonight, guys! Tomorrow is a new day.

Alex Wong

Okay, so I said I would be MIA until the end of this month, but YOU. GUYS.

Go here and watch a Chinese Male Ballet Dancer do the most amazing hip hop with TWITCH! I love him so very much!

Or go here to see that I'm not crazy and he really is truly beloved by all. Our new Gene Kelly, indeed.