My bestie organized a charity event that benefits a local homeless shelter, which is happening tonight. It’s a nineties themed event and so my boyfriend’s band is providing the entertainment. People are encouraged to dress in their favorite 90s style, and so I’m planning to rock a Kinderwhore look that I’m quite excited about. I’m bummed that this stupid snow storm is keeping some people away, but we will have fun regardless.
If you’re local and aren’t scared of snow, then come out to Blueberry Hill @ 8 pm. The Elvis Room. I’ll buy you a drink.
This is a very big deal to two of my favorite people and so I’m going no matter what.
I’m in my bedroom and can currently hear a woman standing outside screaming obscenities. I looked and she’s standing in the street screaming at nobody I can see.
Teen Witch is coming to Netflix on March 1st.
I used to watch that movie with my little sister like constantly.
I know all the words to Top That.
Isn’t it amazing how music can transport your mind to another time/place? I was listening to The Back Room by Editors on the way to court this morning, and I felt like it was 2005 again. That album will always be about law school for me (along with So Jealous by Tegan & Sara and Small Sins by Small Sins). When I hear it, I will always remember dancing my ass off, in the front row, at their concert at The Blue Note. (That was unusual for me as I’m a terrible dancer, but I remember it felt so good to let go of all the law school related stress. Also…alcohol.)
I was in law school ten years ago. Fuck I’m old.
The week is full of possibility. Let’s do this!