OF COURSE!

So, my life is so ironic.

First of all, this is my first day off from BOTH jobs in like 10 days. For those of you living in St. Louis, you know that the last 10 days have been like the best days of spring! 70 degrees, no clouds, absolutely beatiful! SO TODAYYYY: its fucking sleeting and cold! AH! I saw it coming 5 days ago... but I was hoping it wouldn't be today :(

Well anywho, I'm having a great day in with the pups, and had a great time last night!

Tom and I went to see the new (remake) Bond flick "Casino Royale."

OMG people.

This movie is absolutely AMAZINGGGG! First of all, someone said that Daniel Craig was the best Bond ever (YES!) and they also said this was the best Bond film ever (YES! YES!). YES TO ALL OF THE AFOREMENTIONED!

Daniel Craig is not only gorgeous (I will soon find out if his blues were in fact contacts) but he had SUCH A CONNECTION with Eva Green, the refreshingly SMART, not-just-for-sex, ruler of his money, Bond girl. It was so wonderful. The movie was all action, all WONDERFULLY casted. Jeez. The best part by far was the implosion of a 4 story Italian town house in the rivers of Venice. As a result of much automatic gunfire, Bond and his enemies blew up the massive air bags that supported the home, and with such amazing special effects the house slowly went down... taking down Bond's girlfriend as well in a very well produced, very dramatic scene.

The movie had one slower point, which seemed to be a blissful ending, and then BAM! More twists and more drama. Kudosssssss!

After the movie, we went to a Belleville, IL "gem" the Hy-Ho. It's actually a very cute and quaint little diner. My turkey sammmich was great. But more so than that is the continuously better conversations I have when Tom and I actually get a few hours of time together! And right when I thought he couldn't get any better, he says, "Would you want to go down the street and grab a drink?" AH! Now that's the way to woo the love of a good woman.

Well, that and playing exotic HUNKS photohunt! Sheesh he's good to me! It's the little things that count boys...

SO, on the the next OF COURSE topic.

It happened on Thanksgiving. A phone call at 12:30. "Brenda??" It was my LA based friend Kristen's mom. She was just calling to say hi, and ALSO just wondering when I was moving back to LA. She said it had came up in conversation that day. Well, you know... I was thinking I would be back in 6 months. (March, aka when the house market goes up and I can unload this beast and move where ever I wanted).

Well, for some reason, I guess I forgot about the whole thing. Now I'm like, well I do miss my Ogden gang. I definitely miss Kristen and the GOOD WEATHER UNLIKE TODAY... but, and here it is...

I HAVE A GREAT NEW GUY IN MY LIFE. Is it required for it to happen this way? LOL

I told Tom about my thoughts the day I received my random phone call, and he politely said, "Well don't let me hold you back, do you what is good for you." So sweet. But of course things could get wonderfully complicated even if I don't go; Tom's job could take him anywhere in the state. So, we have decided in our short 6 week relationship to just take things one day at a time and just have fun! We will cross those bridges when we come to them, etc. It's working quite nicely.

WELL, I'm going to find something to do in my little house, maybe *EEK* clean!

Much love,
D

Hombre Nuevo

Hi all. It is time. Time to introduce Tom O'Neill.

He's the "guy at work," the "forbidden guy to date," blah blah. This is the only pic I have of him (behind the set on the right.) The pic is from the River Front Times Nov. 22nd edition, and accompanied the interview of Mike Benker, Tom's lead singer and long time BFF. The article was in salute to the conformists 10th birthday, which was consumated with a 10th birthday show with their fav bands at The Ground Floor in Belleville, Illinois. Cool punk show, crazy punk kids. Lots of vodka and Paps Blue Ribbon 2 x 4s, and for some weird reason, lots of balls. Go figure. So to close this little intro, I leave you with a quote from Benker's interview:

RFT: While recording Three Hundred [The Conformists third album], did you get the feeling that Steve Albini liked you? Like, you know, like-liked you?

Benker: "He wore sunglasses the whole time, because the music we recorded was bursting with radiant light that resembled angels fucking. We were not four guys in a room, we became one omnipresent force that only a master cocksmith could harness to tape."

Yeah, they are funny fuckers.

SOOOOOOO... onto the beef of this blog.

I met Tom at Porter's Steak House in Illinois. He was unimpressed with the fact that he had to train, and said a blunt, "hey" and walked by. He was like anyone else that had been a trainer for years: he knew his tutorials to me would fuck up his night and slow him down, yet smiled that fake-ass smile that read "You'll LOVE this place! Porter's is the place to be!! WHOO!"

He was a nice trainer, and we had about five minutes to interview each other a little. I found out he was a drummer. I told him I was too, and then NOTHING! Finally like 2 hours later, he was like, "So... tell me about..." I was like CUTE! He actually cares!

Minutes later, someone mentions MySpace. The world comes to a screetching halt--Porter's is MySpace savvy! Oh nooooo.

So I gave it a few days... waiting, waiting for Tom or some of the girls included in that conversation to "find me" on MySpace (I'm a nerd I know, but I didn't want to seem eager, THEY had to find me!)

So, five days later, there it was: "New friend request." Hmm. Who could it be? W-O-W, TomO wanted to be my friend. His page was minimal yet funny, charming and real. So, the chatting began. I began learning. Began making a "friend."

So, long story short, we connected, became chummy (and apparently everyone noticed!) and made a date for a drink thing. We had gone for drinks with the crew before, but THIS particular night, he was coming up there just for me. So we went to the Horseshoe in Collinsville, IL (a c-ville gem) for a drink, and ended up having a nice conversation. Definitely a spark there. And you know, that was kind of it! We have a nice compatible report going on, and share the same social-political views, same religious views, and actually have quite alot of things and PEOPLE in common. It's a wonder we hadn't met before.

So, to play catch up, the other day was very interesting! Tom and I went to Denny's for a late lunch, came back to my house to chill before I had to go to work at 3:30, and lo-and-behold, there's my dad outside raking my leaves! I was like, "What are you doing here??" and he said, "Well, you said you needed help with your yard work..." So daddy met Tom. Maybe that wasn't awkward enough, but my dad starts off this conversation with, "So, Tom, are you the one that just got back from Iraq?" NO NO NO DAD!! That was the OTHER guy I accidentally thought I could date for five minnutes! AHHHH. Tom was like, "well no sir, uh... uh, I'm the firefighter." LOL It was priceless.

So, later that hour, daddy was gone, we were inside chatting, and Dave calls. "Hi Dave! What's up?" Lets preface this next quote by saying that Tom and Dave are aware of each other, just as I am aware of Dave's new girlfriend thing. "So what's up?" I say.... and there it was: "Well, Denise, I was hoping to come by and get this blah blah blah I left at the house..." COME BY?

So I say, "sure" and then let Tom in on the good news: "So,... now you get to meet the ex! LOL GEEEZ that day couldn't get better for him. They were nice and cordial, shook hands, and then Dave was gone in a flash.

I look at it like this: now there's no pressure to "meet the parent" AND now Dave and Tom can be adult about the whole situation (as they had been) and call each other by their first names and not "that one guy" :)

So, since that magic day, we have just been squeezing in a few hours here and there during both of our busy schedules. Mine you know (Porter's and the clothing store) but he has a plateful! He's an arson investigation tech by day, and then splits his nights with a volunteer fire department and managing/serving at Porter's. AND, remember, he's in a band that's been touring for ten years!! Since I've known him though, their guitarist ran off to Chicago and got married. So... less practice, less concerts.

HOWEVER, I was treated to being "on the list" at last nights show. The Ground Floor is a veryyy cool place, full of not-so-knowing-that-they-are-hipsters punk kids and all different types of people. I enjoyed the people watching as much as the music. Tom's band is "experimental punk"--this being "music that doesn't always make sense or follow a beat." I think I can love it, I just have to hear it a few more times. Nonetheless, each of the four gentlemen in The Conformists are WONDERFUL musicians.

Kudos on ten years guys!!

FINALLY--I wanna give a shout out to my boys LOJIC (STL grown, now LA based) who recently flew all the way to Hong Kong to be honored with the "World Battle of the Bands" top honor!! OMG guys! Congrats!

Talk to you soon everyone!

Much love,
D

Ow, my brain hurts...

Hi bitches!!

So last night was CRA-ZYYYYYYY!

Me, Ann, Amber, Kristen, Becki, Angela, to mention a few all went out to 1014 on Locust street. They gave me a private section and a bottle of bubbly for my birthday. I was "not supposed to get trashed." OHHHHH BOY. I was drunk when I got there. Much love to Chris!! Chris was this magic man that hooked us up SO WELL! Rounds of SoCo lime on the house. Kudos to the staff, it was excellent.

Oh yeah, and when I got home, went to sleep by myself. Okay... sucks, but it's cool. BUT I WOKE UP WITH MY BEST FRIEND NEXT TO ME!! I was like, "uh... when did you get here?" LOL

You gotta love that.

Don't get excited guys, no fondling between friends here. We aren't that cool.

So, I woke up still drunk. I did not become sober till about noon. Way to go Denise.

I had to work at 2pm. May sound late to some, but considering I woke up at 4:30pm the day before after yet another night of drunk justified by my birthday... 2pm was not looking good for me :(

OH WELL, everyone's good today. I'm supposed to meet up with my girls tonight, and who knows. Atleast work isn't til 4pm tomorrow ;)

MUCH LOVE,
D

Attack of the Pod People

Without trying to sound too "Sex and the City", I have been having some major date/men problems lately. Its sad that it is almost all I can think about, but I've had an unusal amount of bullshit the last few weeks and since Denise has revived the blog, I feel like I can share it with unmaterialgirls and the millions of readers we have everyday.

Now, if you know me, you know that I have been labeled as the "Samantha" more times than I would like to admit. Granted, I have had only a few real relationships and tend to love em and leave em, I would like to spout a disclaimer:

Although I tend to go through men faster than a loaf of bread, it doesn't make me a slut. I use protection and hardly ever have real gay sex. I am the king of the make out and the mutal enjoyment, whether oral or hand related. I am not a whore and don't appreciate being called one.

With that out there, let me break down a few of the recent additions to the sitcom that is my life. Names have NOT been changed because this all happened...if you have a problem with it then stop acting like a big pile of dog shit and you'll have glowing reviews on my fucking blog...

(breathe...)

Ok, here it goes:

First off, we have "Dhino". (yep just like that cartoon..."Dino the last Dinosaur"). This guy is around my age, likes comic books and other dumb shit that I do and has an exotic phillipino look to him. All in all, a seemingly nice guy. We hung out at Universal Studios City Walk the day they announced the new LA "Wicked" cast. His friend, James, joined us and seemed put off that some stupid boy (me, of course) was around to ruin his time alone with Dhino. Maybe thats just me being paranoid, but we didn't seem to hit it off right away. Although this (James) was a crick in my neck, Dhino and I had a good time. He laughed at my stupid jokes, he told me I had a wonderful smile and even invited me to go to Disney the next day with his friends. I had to work and therefore, turn him down, but we had a good time. We ended up messing around and he fell asleep completly wrapped around me and told me I was an "awesome" kisser. Needless to say, I didnt save his phone number and had a bit of a Myspace debacle to find him later. We have played a hit and miss game and it seems like he wants to hang out, but it never happens. We went as far as to SCHELDULE a date on Monday....but because his phone is not working and he can't for some reason, leave me a message on myspace...it never happened. I thought that at the least we could of been friends, but, I dont see anything developing...Ive basically given up on this one.

Next up is Jonathon. He looks like a cross between Macully Culkin and Jeremey Hearn. I met him through Lisa, my friend from Puppies and Babies. We were hanging out with her friends at Cantina, having a good time. Jon seemed geniunly interested and we found out that both of us had lived in chicago and went to Columbia. GREAT! He asked if I was single not once, but TWICE. His friend, Brandon, got wasted and asked me my name 3 times. By the end of the night, he was trying to make out with me and slurring to Lisa that he "Wanted to kiss her friend". As things go, I wasnt wasted and did not want to kiss him. But, right as "King of Wishful Thinking" came on the bar's sound system, it was determined that Brandon had had enough of 2 of 1 drinks. Lisa was trying to carry him out..which is rediculous. Jon is a little guy...much smaller than Brandon, so I took over and carried Bran to his car. He thanked me a bunch of times and I just smiled and walked away. I told Jon..."Sorry man...I just didnt want Lisa to have to carry him" He was like "Dont be sorry, that was nice" and kept staring at me...so I kissed him. He kissed me back and offered me and Lisa a ride home. After we dropped off Lisa he pulled into the alley behind my apartment and we made out pretty heavily for 20 minutes or so with Brandon passed out in the back seat. At one point, he asked me if I had a condom. I said, yes I do, but I dont wanna have sex with you in a car, in an alley, with your BFF passed out in the back seat. He laughed and agreed, we made out a bit more and I excused myself to go inside. He asked me when he could see me again and I reminded him that we were all supposed to go out the next night....he smiled and said that it would be great...
The next day we text messaged back and forth and we ended up meeting up again (including Lisa) at Cantina...this story is crazy and will follow after I get done talking about boys...but basically, he ignored me completely and his friends were complete ass holes. Like, totally some of the worst people I've ever met. Usually, I want people to like me so bad I dont care if they are douches, but...yea...
Needless to say, after I had enough, I headed to the usual Sunday spot, RAGE. Lisa's friends said that they thought Rage was gross and so I didnt expect them to show. Imagine my surprise when Jon, Jules and Jules stupid friend all waltz in. Pissed me off. Not only did they continue to not talk to me...they just wanted drama with Lisa. Ive not communicated with Jon since...but I did meet...

Chris. I met him at Rage that night and we danced and kissed and had a good time. By the time he wanted to actually talk, I was too drunk and just told him so. We exchanged information and have messaged back and forth on myspace. He seems really cool and I hope that it doesnt turn to shit like the rest of this had.

This is just a sample of the on goings lately. I also met a guy, David, who kept repeating he worked at Hollister and wrote his number on my arm. I think he may have been like 18 or something...so I just rinsed that off and pledged to be more selective

The rest are not even worth mentioning, but they have added to my disapointment in West Hollywood's gay men. Is it just that there are so many of us here that everyone is waiting for something better? I dont know. I long for the days of St Louis where I saw the same people and everyone was over making the rounds. Hmmm..

To tell you about the "Friends" at Cantina. They are all industry people or in some closely related field. One guy was a stylist for Jonathon (BLOW OUT) in Bev. Hills. He introduced himself by saying just that. I was like...ok...cool

Then another guy said, Oh...Im on trust fund I have so much time I dont know what to do with it!! I said, If youre a Trust Fund brat, what are you doing at 2 for 1 happy hour? No one who has to work for a living wants to hear you brag about your trust. He was ugly anyway and on something stronger than Vodka.

The immediate group that I had met before were so self involved with their rediculous dramas, that nothing else could be talked about. This was the second night in a row I had to hear about stupid, childish bull. The first night wasnt as bad and I let it slide more because sometimes, thats how it is ...but ...come on

If you want to sit around and bitch about your friends, do it at home. Dont invite others along who dont know the drama and are bored with listening to it. Brandon (The drunk one I carried to the Car) didnt remember my name AGAIN and seemed surprised when I asked how he was feeling. I was surprised that he already had 2 long islands in front of him and was slurring his words already at 7:30 pm.

So, I'm still on the look out for some cool people to hang out with. Please, apply if you arent a scum sucking bitatch, dont work in the "industry" and have something to talk about other than yourself!

XO!!!

I'm back bitches!!

Wow... How long it's been. How much has changed??

Lets categorize to keep things simple and clear :)

Jobs: I'm still working at Porter's steakhouse and Soul & Blues clothing boutique. They are both way fun. Both way not in my field, but fun nonetheless. I make half of what I used to make working 25% more... but it's what I have to do. Wait a minute?!! Or I could NOT spend a house payment at my store and NOT go out drinking?! But what is the fun in that. I really need a personal assistant. Someone to tell me Shut the Fuck Up. You are NOT going out, you are staying in with your bottle of Svedka and then we are going to go distribute resumes along Melrose. I mean Market Street. WHERE IS MY CREAGAN?? I miss you :(

Men: OH MEN. How I love the?? Well, my Ex-main man is starting to get to meeeee! I have known for some time that a lady friend via-myspace was liking him. Kudos. Kudos to their "thing." BUT PLEASE. Let's not splash your loveliness across pages I can see. It's call private email or phone calls. I feel like freaking Shannon and Travis Barker here. Let's play nice :)

Other man drama has made its way into my normallllly calm life (who are we kidding?) A dear little friend of mine and I tried to date-hang-talk whatev. I emphasize the word try. Why is it though that men must lie? Is this in their DNA? When you find a woman that will literally say, "Tell me the absolute truth" and almost SAY what you want to say.... TELL THEM. The 6th sense of theirs can save an even worse convo later and make your lives easier!

ALSO, I have a friend I work with that I have alot in common with. I've taken the polls. They're in. It's completely half and half. Thanks bitches! SO... I ask you: Do you date in the work place? icky poo. booey boo.

Friends: Ahhhh friends. Where art my friends? My dear curly haired friend: You have beaten my world record of hiding with thine boyfriend by weeks. Come out and play! This week is a definite, but I'll need some quality Coffee Cartel time soon :) Boys are not allowed, for we will be talking about them :)

...and then there are my WeHo HOs.... all you girls and gays. How I miss you all. My life would be much easier if you all just came home. So come one come all... stay at my flop house for the low price of menial chores! YAY!

Money: Well, some is coming in. But alot is still going out!! WTF? Well, imagine going from Lerner NY and Hooters to going to high-class boutiques and extravigant wine and steaks. Hmm... it's amazing how the money spends within the industries of which we work.

Aside from my two current jobs, I'm also STILL toying with the idea of freelance. Still trying to get something started. I have two jobs on the line, so who knows!!

Action: What is action? I do not know :( I've yet to see it. But you know what, with all the drama that comes with it, I think my life is already overflowing with drama. So boo to that.

Well, that about sums up the last 6 weeks I've been away. My 24th birthday is around the corner (the 21st!!) and as all the friends know, it's a weekend extravaganza. SOOOO... here's to a week of staying in to save up money and energy because my main ho is coming in town this weekend!!! WOOT WOOT!

Can the other hos hide in your suitcases?

Miss you guys in CA :) I wanna be out there soon.

For all the 5 readers out there, I am going to start writing again. My life finally has enough drama back in it to where it makes for an interesting read. This whole entry is to get you reaquainted!!

Much love,
D