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People hate me because not only do I expose the truth about them, I am honest about the Devil I am. Take it or leave it. I believe in being upfront and open because I don’t like to waste time on liars or waste time on lying.

Yes, sometimes the truth stabs but I do not believe in sugar-coating and I do believe in calling people out on bad behavior. I equally accept people calling me out on mine because the things I say are shocking and sometimes offensive, even though I don’t intend them to come across that way.

I have always been honest about my shortcomings, so how about before you lie to me, you take a good look in the mirror and be honest with yourself?

Who are you?

You all know who I am. And I am not always fun and pleasant. I am loyal, but mostly unforgiving when you’ve crossed my path after I’ve fought for you. But now you fight against me? Good riddance.

I am very particular and protective about the people in my circle and quite thought I had the skill down, but there are still jerks in disguise that not only drain me, but make me look like a jerk in my loud self-defense. Oh, you’re the quiet one in front of friends so you are good.

NO. Just because everyone else doesn’t hear what you say to me doesn’t mean that I didn’t hear it.

But all my neighbors do hear you in the middle of the night as well as hear their walls shake and it’s embarrassing for me to even defend you because everyone is so worried about me. Just trying to live a normal life. And it really is awesome without the toxic people.

If you own yourself and your ish from jump, it’s someone else’s fault if he or she gets involved. If you lie about ish from jump, it’s your own g-d fault that that crashed and burned all over you.

#justsaying #learnedalotoflifelessonsataveryyoungage #nobullshit #willnottakecrapwithoutafight

Just saying.



Audrey Hepburn originally said this but I rewrote it:

I believe in pink.

I believe that laughing cures grief, helps with relief and unites the world

I believe in being strong when everything seems to be crashing down

I believe that tomorrow is another day; I believe in miracles.



So my bf had the idea to have a New Year’s Eve party—at my place.

I thought: Cool because I have to work that day, I don’t care for the holiday or to travel, and it’s cold. But if everyone comes to me, fantastic! And this hostess has not ever hosted a party at her current home!

My roommate got on board and the three of us began planning.  And I think, great. Me, party-planner, well this wasn’t my idea so I don’t have to do all of the planning and hostess work and I won’t care as much if it’s awful.

But it was anything but. We thought oh—like 12 people may actually be free. But the day before, the number had climbed to 30+, and then 40+ ended up coming.

It is so fun when you have help prepping for a party, because it’s an exhausting amount of work if you want to include tons of personal touches, a la moi.

So the men focused on the man power: creating a stocked bar, moving furniture, and driving to PA for $200 worth of fireworks while I focused on decorations, party favors, blankets, balloons, air mattresses, pillows, pajamas, toothbrushes, every beauty product you can think of and goodie bag gifts. Oh yes, and the tapas menu.

The day after the affair, I thought what didn’t happen? Nothing I can think of.

Dancing, debauchery at its finest, huge fireworks show on the roof, inappropriate comments/confessions, tons of alcohol and fancy food, midnight toast actually was ready and poured for everyone on time for countdown, green things, white things, cop who lives downstairs made people do shots with him and puked in our sink (and here I thought we’d have a noise complaint or an arrest for lighting fireworks off the roof) glitter, glow, live music after dance party, and everyone (who wanted to) got laid!

I call that Succe$$!

And now all I hear is: When are you having your next party?!

Stay tuned. This old soul is still recovering 😉


There will always be the bigger new best better thing, and humans have to be prepared for that. You are so replaceable!

This means not resting on your fifteen minutes and working harder more each day rather than slacking off and resting on your laurals.

You must constantly adapt to change and the market around you. Review, reassess, revalue, reemphasize, rework, revamp.


Good luck this year!

cell phone rude

There was the month without being able to text, then the new phone which weighed too little. (Is there really such a thing as being too rich or too thin?!) Well, I can say there is such a thing as being too lightweight when you’re a hardware device. You scream dangerous. You have a frightening factor of illegitimacy.

I just picked up another new phone and have faith that it will work with me. Sorry for all of the missed communication for the past two months when I was anti-phone. I apologize to those who think I’ve been ignoring them. Full disclosure: If you reach out now and I don’t get back to you, it really does just mean that I’m ignoring you.

delayed adulthood

After reading a very poorly executed article my brother shared on “the book,” I decided to take the concept and create a better list. I kept a few tidbits, but essentially rewrote the entire thing.

I present to you the G version of “25 Signs You’re Not Ready To Settle Down”:

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When organizing my day, I think back to this brilliant monologue from the movie About a Boy:

“I find the key is to think of a day as units of time, each unit consisting of no more than 30 minutes. Full hours can be a little bit intimidating, and most activities take about half an hour. Taking a bath: One unit. Watching Countdown: One unit. Web-based research: Two units. Exercising: Three units. Having my hair carefully disheveled: Four units. It’s amazing how the day fills up.”

Humor aside, I love, love, love this! Whatever type of life you lead, I believe dividing your day into segments of 30-minute units helps you keep track of what you want to accomplish in your day and where you’re draining your time. This system keeps you focused. While you may not finish one project, you will make progress in many aspects of your life for that day. Switching it up keeps it interesting. It keeps your mind sharp and you on top of your A-game.

The last line of this is, “I often wonder, to be absolutely honest, if I’d ever have time for a job. How do people cram them in?”

It’s so true! I am super-productive; even though I haven’t had a 9-5 in a while, I still find that the days fly by with my schedule. Daily manicure: One unit. Internet Research: Three units. Errands: Two units. Run: Two units. Shower: One unit. Freelance work: Four units. Work on novella or blog: One unit. Phone chat with family and friends: Two units. Clean apt. (I make my bed as soon as I wake up. I have no clothes on my floor EVER. And something always needs to be done whether dusting, dishes, sweeping, bathroom scrubbing, or trash. Always cleaning, every day, because I can’t concentrate with a mess): One or two units. Reading: One unit. Then factor in friend time, boyfriend time, puppysitting, doing laundry, long phonecalls to the cable or electric company or bank or post office or every other xyz “service provider” that you need to resolve an issue with and all of the other things that have to be fit into a week. There is a lot to do! 

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