boom-de-ah-da, boom-de-ah-da.

today (for reasons i won't even bother getting into) had the potential to be mildly shitty. all the same, i put the kibosh on being upset, drank some coffee, and smiled. kinda wish that said coffee were an iced caramel macchiato, but whatever.



yum.

taking the higher road rocks. right now i'm about to embark on a clutter organizing mission. organized space = organized brain. yay! so stoked. ha ha i've been thinking about getting a very small tattoo that says something like "STFU" for those glum times, you know? i imagine that i'll think of something better.

um yeah, this song IS me. ha ha every song is me, but i'm not kidding when i say it.

free amaris, chubbiess, friday, etc.

i have a podcast now. it's called Free Amaris!! and you should totally check it out. ha ha upon listening to it i've discovered that i a. have a slight lisp, b. sound like a nutcase, aaand c. like to talk a lot. oh wait, i've always talked a lot. even in great moments of tenderness i've been told that i talk a lot. lol ~*great moments of tenderness*~. oh amaris.

i recorded a video blog too, but i'm going to put the kibosh on the vlogging for now. i'd like to get rid of some excess chub first. i was good this week, but i could've been better. quality workouts are hard to come by when you're working with a busted paw. if i could afford a gym membership i'd be tearing shit up in pilates, spinning class, and water aerobics. kind of obsessed with water aerobics. but yeah, no gyms for me, i'm too broke blah blah blah. any suggestions for some low impact fat blasting? also, my diet's going okay but much like my exercise it could be better. i needs more fruits and veggies in my life. or perhaps some kind of detoxifying cleansing, raw foods diet? yeeeaaah. ha ha i say this now, but thanksgiving day is coming. oh boy.



well, it's friday and i'm off to nyc for this month's Dub War. you should come too! there are subwoofers in the floor! BOOM.

wow. just wow.

ok, so this will be the last pms related post for a while. at least until next month, obvi. but yeah...



ha ha ha ha like i would even *need* that!?

i remember in the 90's there was a number called 'dial an insult.' the number was 1-900-INSULT (i know, i'm missing a digit blah blah), or something. like, you would call it and the voice on the other line would insult you. great.



i love that there's a clip of the insult line's ad on youtube. LOVE! this is taking me back to valley stream, ny circa 1991. coke bottle glasses, z cavaricci shorts, floral bodysuits, training bras, and yes pms :)

on a side note, z cavaricci still has a website up and running? whaaaat?





well at least their models are pretty? i'm so confused.

thursday night.

i can't go, but you totally should!



aw shucks, i always miss the good stuff :( i love Missbehave mag and their awesome blog to bits. BITS i tell ya!!

bwahahaha!

babies on the martha stewart show.

babies dressed like thanksgiving dinner on the martha stewart show.

um what?

oh hai new theme song.

i am so sure that it's 10 years of lame to be posting song lyrics all up in your livejournal, let alone your BLOG. ha ha watch me care ;)

"negative thinking" by THE DEATH SET

If I felt cynicism, I'd wrap it in a blanket of discontentment, Fuck that!,
I feel better knowing that I decided not to,
When you were looking 'round, you veered to the right,
Did you notice that?
And I feel better knowing that I decided not to.

In hindsight, I don't want to be like the people I've liked.


ha ha yay!


aaaand in other news, i'm made my first podcast the other night. it's fun.

om nom nom.

yesterday ben and i went to Hershey's Chocolate World.







it was like "it's a small world", meets food porn, meets a cheery, informative tour on how chocolate's made. yay! :) when they showed the chocolate in it's liquid form just dripping i was getting a little excited, not gonna lie. chocolate usually doesn't do it for me, but it did this time. omg did it ever. oh, i should mention that i'm still in full blown pms mode, sooo yeah.

once your done with the whole (literal) song and dance that is the Hershey's Chocolate world animatronic tour of awesomeness you wind up smack dab in the gift shop.



shit looked rad, but we made a bee line to the food/snack area of course. i treated the boy and myself to some hershey's frozen cocoa, and it was omg amazing. like a frozen chocolate party in my mouth. we also split a reeses brownie. everything was beyond delicious. hershey's don't mess. also, it was cute when i asked ben if we were on a date.

all the same, my stomach felt HORRIBLE later on. i guess that frozen hot cocoa is something not to be messed with? the hot chocolate gods were not amused, and neither was my belly. i was, once again, promising myself that i'd go macrobiotic from now on. ah ha ha.

but yeah, if you're ever in the south central PA area, and are feeling the symptoms of pms come to Chocolate World! i could never make a habit out of this, as i'd wind up looking like one of the animatronic cows that were carrying on about milk and chocolate. LOL.