Throwback Thursday: (A day late) "Cobwebs, And One More Thing"

• And one more thing...

  I know this isn't a blog, but read the previous one, and the one before that.  Brent applied the PB to my face, then he licked it off, and I think other people licked it off too...I just can't remember who. I owe that girl a bag of chips ahoy.  I ate the whole fuckin thing.
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• Feb 7, 2006

  cob webs!

  Current mood:anxious

  I need to add something and I know I should  put it in my posts, but it must go with the blog.  It may sound like I got some nookie this weekend, but I assure you, the cobwebs remain firmly in place.  I know that doesn't sound much better, but believe me, I got none.
  
  

Throwback Thursday Blog!! "I Give Last Weekend a 9.5"

Note: This blog is particularly insightful and "hil" (hilarious) to me because I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything at all last weekend.  Maybe tea with some friends?  I know Cass and I went on a really amazing walk through Beverly Hills and Rodeo Drive with her dog, Howie.  But besides that I'm pretty sure I just worked. Oh, how times have changed, and for the better!

Finally, LOTS of love to Christine Biondo, she was a key part of my mid-twenties.  And lastly, this Throwback Thursday post reminds me of an old friend I don't communicate with anymore.  I hope she's well.

I give last weekend a 9.5                                                                                                    Feb. 6, 2006

Current mood:drained

I can't believe I'm about to say this, but for all of you who weren't in Springfield this weekend, you missed out.  I had a fabulous weekend with the girls, and a few guys.  Now that I've slept more than 4 hours-thank you Brian, it's difficult to differentiate between Fri. and Sat.  I know Sat. was one BILLION times more fun than Fri, but overall; a great weekend.  Let's recap: Sushi, free sushi, (who did that, Christine?), vanilla vodka and diet coke "vanilla cake," chubby guy dancing on the stage, he meant every move he made, a striking disclosure of a threesome, and I shall NOT name names in order keep my ass from getting kicked, an afterbar so smoky, it made our eyes water, and our throats sore, me SWEARING I'm not going to smoke on Sat., but starting up before we even have dinner, a guy named Bubba who uses his Rolex to unsuccessfully pick up chics, me passing out TWICE, and TL you know I NEVER get to pass out. Finding my top in the living room and my bra in the hallway the next day and realizing that I changed infront of everyone. Peanut butter on my face, Mira sprawled on the ground in front of Icon, that piece of shit door guy Shane, can we put a hit on him?  Grinding with Triptophan, I mean really, I was grinding, and all who really know me, know I do not grind. But it was funny.  Mira being carried "spread eagle style" all the way to the afterbar, and I FINALLY got the nerve to wear my sequin tubetop out, without something over it, and the pinnacle of the night?  Sarah and I deciding it's no big deal to pull down our shirts at the bar and let everyone see our strapless bras because "it's just like a bathing suit." The end.

Throwback Thursday: London or Bust!

This is the very first blog I have on record, dated Feb. 2, 2006.  I had just bought a ticket to visit my best friend Lindsey Mason who lived in London at that time.  The blogs have not been edited for spelling or grammar, I'm posting them as-is.  I had just turned 26 years old and the name of my blog was Oshkoshbtosh (a nickname from college).  I was Tosh.0 before Tosh.0 was cool.  

I booked my flight today, and I am "leaving on a jetplane" on April 28, and will make my return May 7.  I'm so excited, I'm a little bit nauseous.  Of course that may be contributed to the very bald and shiny headed man with the mammoth set of keys with the distincly one-leg shorter and his nasty cologne which permeated the hallways for many moments after his breeze through the advertising area.  Pardon the run-on sentence.  I bought my ticket today after lunch.  I can't even contain my excitement.  And, to make matters 1,000 times better, I'm getting paid vaca for the time I'm gone.  I just started my job 3.5 weeks ago, and I'm getting to use my p.v. Tara, I knew there had to be a prince in those toads of asshole bosses I've had my entire life.  Cheerio bloody Americans!