My British Obession

Soo first of all ide like to apologize for letting my post could get down to about once a week
just been busy with school and my wireless has been down for a week

anywho..
Ive been obsessing over our neighbors across the pond...

Bloc Party
Lily Allen
Amy Winehouse
and yes even Miss Joss Stone

i love them all

i went to the Lily Allen show a week or so ago
so fucking awesome...
sucking down cigaretts and jagger shots in between songs.
taking drugs from the audience
and cursing, burping and spitting and what not...

her opening act was this band called The Bird and the Bee
i had never heard of them before.. but im a new fan..
they put on a pretty entertaining live show...

i was unable to take any pictures ... (technical difficulties) (blimey!!)


i just feel bad for her...
aparently shes been to like 4 or 5 different countries touring nonstop since January.. and
is starting to get bored/antsy...
But we cant all be naive enough to assume that she thought fame and success would bring anything else...
its the lives we choose.. for ourselves..

So since i stumbled upon Amy Winehouse a little while ago (yeah yeah im late i know).
ive been jizzng over her ever since.
-an admitted drunk who refuses to go to "rehab" (canceling countless shows because of it)
-an aray of gnarly tats
-forever just been fucked hair
-and she wants to give Lindsey Lohan a "cuddle"
an original bad ass to say the least...

i love her...
perhapes its her... sometimes hard to understand accent..
or perhaps her ability to bring the sound of a 50 year old black women out of that little jewish body
whatever the case i hope shes here to stay

Jazz.... r&b....... with a nice modern lyrical feel..




the tail end of this british game show she guest starred on... funny as hell..
"Phanks Dawlin"

DIGG IT!!

fuck blogger

i posted this fucking long ass post.. and it just got deleted..
its 2:19 am...
ill write it up again.. tomorrow....

[stomps to bed while mumbling explitives]

Party Boy Baker's B-day and St. Pattys Day

Soooooo....

this weekend was pretty fucking awesome
Friday
was my friends Birthday.. we... i went out to the 'pier' to help him celebrate
went to Azul (the place i got turned away from before) where he Djed
drank and bunch danced a bunch.... and a hullabaloo of other fun fun activities..

Saturday hung out at P'cheens all night...
same ol same ol..
drank a bunch danced a bunch... and other... sorts of loud and crazy debauchery

Sunday i thought i would... just chill and do the homework thing... but apparently PB[squared]
had something else in mind... p'cheens was having some sorta bottomless wine special and we partook..

no dancing but lots of drinking....
who am i kidding there is always dancing..

stayed up singing/screaming at the top of our lungs till 5am..

then had to get my ass to class this morning...

i went to class smelling like booze and cigarettes
looking like death
in day old clothes..
and unbrushed hair...

i love my life.
noo for real... i LOVE it...

went to the Lily Allen show tonight..
an update on that later this week...

DIGG IT!!

in the mean time... pictures from
Friday.... none from st. pattys day...
cam battery was dead...

THE original partyboy/birthday boy^^^^^



laura.... my fellow cowgirl disco diva

TOTALLY DUDE!!


WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS,YOU WILL NEVER BE ALONE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Baker flexin his birdchest

Raptor Boy

'Double Fisting'


WU TANG CLAN AINT NOTHIN TO FUCK WIT

Music = Life

I am just coming to the realization that my life and almost everything i do in it
somehow revolves around music...

there isnt much that i do without music playing in the fore or background..
I turn my alarm clock off in the morning
scratch my dog's tummy then turn on some music
(most of the time something i had downloading the night before)

thats if i havnt fallen asleep with it on all night

i hook my ipod in the car... to my 1.5 mile drive to Uni
then unhook it and listen while walking to class....

65% of all of websites i regularly frequent are somehow music based
shout out time:
kissatlanta.com
purevolume.com
last.fm
discobelle.net
misc links from those..
random myspace music profiles
and many more...



i cant study....surf the internet...drive..clean.... or even have sex... without it... well probably could do the latter if pressed....

whatever.... its who i am .. i guess..
its better than being stuck in the Tele all day...

in other news...
Aaron LeCrate is spinning in town this weekend...
and im going to see Lily Allen and him next monday... at The Loft
should be fun..... going to get my ticket after class... dont need a gym class repeat...

My Spring Break and so it goes....

So this past week has been my Spring Break..
which started out... fun and eventful...

ive been fucking all over this damn state...

Friday i went out and saw Reno 911... (it wasnt my choice)

i have never actually seen the television show, and i chuckled a few times

but ..thats just not anything... i would EVER choose to see...[counting brain cells]

Then Saturday i drove down to Statesboro (where i used to go to school)

to surprise all of my old friends... and help one of my former teamates

celebrate her 21st.

Lots of fun...

but still....rugby and partying are the only things i really miss about being that..

deep in the south...

i stayed there untill Sunday night

but only after watching Marie Anntwinette (sp?)

the most uneventful movie of all times.... warning: very sparse on dialog

and the Devil wears Prada for the umm 15th time.... i love it though

that night i went further down south.. to Savannah to hang with the ex-boyfriend

did nothing special... he went to work i got there sunday night and didnt leave the apt till Tuesday afternoon....

we rented some movies

(just realized how many movies ive seen in the past couple of weeks)..

Stranger than Fiction... and Half Nelson

i liked stranger than fiction it was cute.. but in true burke-like fasion he fell asleep

and i had already seen Half nelson... in an indie theater in NYC...

everyone should see it... its grrrreat...

[my back started killing me last Monday, like i had thrown it out]{a premonition of things to come}

then i drove to my moms house (about 260 miles from savannah)

and have been held hostage here ever since...

my the guilt of her wantin me to stick around...

and by my newly formed KIDNEY INFECTION [aparently that was the mysterious "back" pain].... my kidneys were screamin at me...

and i was walking around whinning cause i could barely stand up straight...

went to doc yesterday.. and im getting better....

But mom still not letting me leave and go back to ATL... yet.

perhaps... ill sneak out sunday.. morn...

Pics from the party in statesboro saturday night... {drank from 5pm-4am and didnt puke and can remember it all}.... that never happens............... to me at least....

and all my friends are off this next week... and im back in the books...

cant these universities get their shit together...

they took this guys shoes and socks off

and super glued his toenails to his socks

moral: dont fucking fall asleep at a rugby house when a party is going on

especially when noone knows who the fuck you are and

where you came from...