What’s the point of owning a $2000 tv when old movies like Indiana Jones are shown in this tiny little rectangle format?

WHAT IS THAT ABOUT TIME WARNER CABLE?!

Harrumph.

I’ve had the winter blahs lately–NY is just so cold right now–so I’m trying to focus on the good things in my life. Like my hair! Isn’t it getting long??

Mama keeps telling me it’s too long but I want it in Lohan territory. Like, when she had the classy extensions, not the janky ones. What do you guys think–cut or keep?

Sometimes, you accidentally take a picture of yourself and usually its a terrifyingly ugly blur or wonky face photo, etc. But every once in awhile, every 100 years or so, the camera does you a favor and gifts you a truly awesome photo, totally on accident.

This is one of those moments.

It looks like I’m making out with Monty, my stuffed moose with the Canadian flag on his shirt. And who says I’m not.

Tonight I went to the TrojanVibrations event at the Roy Teeluck salon, where the delightful celeb stylist Joseph Tuzzi gave me a faaaantastic blowout! Pretty sexy, eh:

Even better, I drank my body weight in mimosas (even got one for the road) (don’t worry I had a driver!) but best of all I got my very own Trojan Tri-phoria to take home and, ahem, sample.

Anyone want to join me?

From an email from my darling friend Stormnado, as we discussed the merits of I, Robot, a movie that contains one of my favorite quotes ever: “Does being the last sane person make you crazy?”

So many little dumb things bug me about that movie–a guy dies so a giant demo robot tears down his house?  Future houses have no resale value and must all be destroyed?

I don’t know why but I’m laughing like a madman at that last sentence. Stormy, I love that your mind immediately goes to real estate practices in the future. Classic.

And yes, that’s I, Robot in lego form. You’re welcome.

Yeah. She joined the team too. : /

1. Me forcing Mama to go to Home Depot to get pointsettias on sale for Black Friday

2. Me trying to force Mama to watch hockey at a bar

3. Me failing

4. The Taylor Swift concert special

5. Bloat

I dreamed a dream that I was looking for you, frantically, in auburn leafed mornings. And that’s all we were…a dream you try to remember then it gone, slipping through slender fingers like smoke.

My BFF Klo and I doing an imitation of….? I’m not sure but it seemed super hilarious at the time.

I’ve decided that red lipstick is my new look. It doesn’t look like much in this picture, but I’ve been wearing some serious crimson shades. What do you think? Do you need to be tan to wear red lipstick? Or is it better to be pale? I can’t decide.