i tried to take my cousin to a nice dinner for her 18th bday last night. what a fucking bust.

the restaurant was supposed to middle eastern. it was such crap. we got there and the place was kinda shabby. filled with creepy men.

my mango martini had chunks of ice in it, and was not very good.

we ordered and an hour and half later, still no appetizer, but our entree had come. it was supposed to be lamb. looked more like rat lags. seriously, there wasn't even one bite of meat on those things. the rice tasted awful, like dirt. and there was a huge hunk of uncooked onion and one half of a grilled tomato on the plate and some stale pita that looked like it came from the grocery store.

when i left to use the bathroom, some nasty man that my cousin dubbed "the conquistador", came over and sat in my seat and began to ask her questions. of course she is young and not yet a huge bitch like me, so she was nice and thought it funny.

when she told me, i wanted to go to his table and spit on him and punch him.

he was asking her how old she was and where she is from, and her name, and were we taking pictures of him, and just being a perv. thankfully the belly dancer started and he got up and left.

when i got back and she told me, i gave him the death stare at least 5 times, making eye contact.

our idiot server finally came around and i had the appetizer canceled, told him as a new yorker and someone with a lot of knowledge of food, that that stuff was not acceptable and had him bring the check.

they still charged us for the food, and barely apologized, not offering to make it up in any way.

i had aubrey give me some ones, stuffed them in the checkbook, and told her to walk out fast. there was no way i was paying for that shit service.

we ended up eating pizza. i told her i am going to make it up to her next weekend. i have a few ideas, and know some good places. i was just so irritated.... and still am.

i don't like when my plans fall through, but this time, i am going to make it foolproof.

fuck you layalena.

i might hit up the blo for new years....


but only if i get my own bottle of champagne.


there is a ball drop at the (e:pmt).



and i get to make out with a super hottie boom-a-lottie @ midnight.



make these things happen and i will be there.



thanks.

my mom is joining facebook this very moment.


she doesn't even know what it is. a coworker invited her.


can't they start a mombook or something????


now she can friend, (e:hodown), (e:mike), (e:terry), (e:matthew), and (e:tina). but she will have to figure out how to use it, and if i refuse she won't learn... so i will just not show her.


i think i might have to delete mine.

anyone remember that game animal crossing? our virtual selves hang out more than we do in person. it's scaring me. if only we became cute little animal things...


this is wrong. very wrong.

its so funny to see the little girl i work with get into rifts with her brother. they are 3 years apart and my brother and i are 1 1/2. josh and i used to be the same, and sometimes still are.

i can't believe he is going to be a father in just a few months.

it all feels so weird because no one really knows about it in my family and then my mom doesn't tell people at work, which is understandable because they find a way to make all personal information about any person a scandal.

and we can't tell anyone in my family because my mom doesn't want to deal with the gossip and whatnot. umm, aren't families supposed to support and love each other?

but, no one in our family knows except for my sister, me and the mom. i guess it doesn't really matter so much because the older i get, the more i realize i don't like very many people in my extended family.

it's really sad, because when i was younger i had such close bond with so many of my cousins and aunts and uncles, and it feels like with each passing year those moments just become memories of something that used to be.

i love them, but they is so much anger between my mothers brothers and sisters and so much disfunction and addiction. it makes my heart break for my mom, when the phone rings and you kind of wonder what family crisis will come next.

i care for my mother and sister so much, and although no one has done anything to hurt me, and i have always been shown kindness and generosity, many of my family members have done so many hateful and hurtful things to my mom and sister that i would rather keep the distance.

it all makes holidays kind of heartbreaking, especially with my grandma gone. i miss her so much. i try to hold it in, but sometimes i just get so sad and i can't hold back the tears.

i thought being an adult would be so different. life seems to just get lonelier. people move away and you lose contact with the people you care about and then you begin to wonder what it all means.

i wish my once favorite aunt could be the person she used to be for me and the mot the sad broken soul she is now. i wish my uncle would stop drinking and smoking and give me a call; i never see him since my grandma passed. i wish my aunts weren't so spiteful and angry and that my mom didn't have to deal with it all.

i guess what i saying is that i am so lucky to have my sister, and my brother too. he makes it hard sometimes, but i love him and hope that this baby is a positive change; that it will push him to be a man and wants the best for his child.

i could never imagine my sister and i going through all my mom does with her sisters. it feels so good to know that while a lot of things are lost, she always has my back. and her and my mom are the two people who have always been there. plus they think im funny and laugh at my jokes. and they like to laugh at me as well, but it's a small price to pay.

and this had nothing to do with this post, but there are bobcats in my
neighborhood and they are big and scary. i need a weapon.

so i feel like i have really set into a man eating pattern. i do get the short end of the stick as well of course, but i just really go through them like water.

i never hang with more than one guy at a time, for the most part. that's just wrong.


it's not that i don't find ones i like. but the thing is that i have a really short attention span, and if someone doesn't keep on me, i tend to stray.

i do actually really like someone right now. but i was kinda a jerk before, so i'm not sure if i'm supposed to be proving myself or what i'm supposed to be doing. it all confuses me and so i kinda tend to just give up after a while.

and then, if a guy doesn't call for a few days i automatically assume he's a player and get pissed and delete him.

i really wish i could just put it out there, but i am so fickle and then guarded.

i think it all boils down to that fact, that i had no real male influence in my life growing up and so i just don't feel so comfortable with men. and then the one serious relationship i had was kinda just a huge scam that i spent so much time and effort with when i should have been working on myself and not crying over a guy.

i really have never had more self confidence in myself when it comes to guys, but i just think that a lot of the time, it isn't even worth my time. and i have a really hard time opening up.

perhaps this is really all just a sign that i should stay single a while longer? it's not so bad, and i'm having fun.

but i do wonder when and something "right" will happen? and do i just not give anyone the chance???

after the last guy, i really think all my tears are cried out and in this sense, i have emotionally become a man. maneater.

ok, im off to glam it up for the country western bar. you heard that right. i refuse to wear any fringe or cowboy boots or line dance. i'm really only going because it's an excuse to spend two hours playing with hair and makeup and clothes...