I can't lie, yo, man, my city's the shit! Intro

This week, I decided I’m not going to talk about myself. Rather, I’m going to talk about something I love more than myself, my city: Chicago.

In honor of Chicago’s birthday (which is on Friday March 4th), I’m going to talk about my favorite place to get a Chicago style hot dog. I was going to do deep dish pizza, but I don’t think I can handle that much bread right now. And I’m going to introduce/reintroduce musical acts from Chicago/surrounding ‘burbs that I love, and my favorite songs by them. And if I’m adventurous enough, I might go get my Chicago flag tattoo this week (but I highly doubt it).

"Skyline lookin' Frankenstein" 

Texts conversations II

Have I mentioned how much I love my iPhone? Well, if I haven’t: I LOVE MY PHONE. I like that I can take a screen shot of things. So it will be easier to do these “textual conversations” posts.

This one was my favorite:

I was in class and who ever this person is texted me. We had a lengthy conversation later on. Apparently, Sherry was a friend of hers that she had lost contact with. Sherry was there for the hardest times of her life. She just wanted to get a hold of her. My number was the last number this person had for Sherry and they had lost contact about two years ago. I broke the sad news that it must have been longer because I’ve had this number since 2007. I think I made her feel worse because after that she didn’t text me back.


This one was creepy:

I was minding my own business, and BAM text message. I was really confused.

First off, I didn’t know people could text you from FourSquare. Did you know that? Apparently, I was the only person that didn’t know that. But It’s like at the bottom of the screen. Like this, at the bottom:

I’m mostly friends with real (by real, I mean like people I know) people. And some people I go to school with. And this was someone I go to school with. The 720 area code confused me. Where is that from?

An almost too real letter

Dear “Best Friend”,

You know me better than anyone, so I ask you this: why, if you know it annoys me half to death, would you lie to me about anything? When you texted me to say you were going to babysit, fine, I understood. Hey, sometimes we all have things we have to do. But also, did you think that because our school is overpopulated and crowded that I wouldn’t see you on the escalator and hear you make plans with someone else? I’m not dumb, even though I act and look like I am.

So I did something I don’t usually do. I went to eat alone. My intention was to read or do some homework, but I couldn’t bring myself to be studious. I had some time to think about our friendship, and how I feel that it’s no longer working out. Over a Burrito Bowl and a margarita on the rocks, I came to realize that we’re just no longer the best of friends. I just don’t know what caused the rift.

Is it because I made a comment about your “boy toy” that you didn’t like? I knew it was going to come back around and bite me in the ass, but I said it anyway, because you wanted me to tell you what I thought about it. So I told you, that he obviously wanted a relationship and you didn’t, so you should end whatever you were doing. And he beat you to the punch, and somehow that’s my fault?

Or was it because I said that you always look for things that are out of style? Because if that’s what pissed you off, then you’re not the person I thought you were.

I guess I saw this coming. Since the moment I told you I was off the market, it’s like you wanted to sabotage what I have going on in my love life. It makes me sad, because you’re one of the best friends’ I’ve ever had … but I don’t think that I want to be friends with someone who: 1) doesn’t want me to be happy, 2) wants me to cheat on someone I love, and 3) takes cheap shots at my boyfriend.

I think it’s time for us to go on separate ways. I loved having you as a friend. But I think that we’re going in different directions. As much as I want to be supportive of what you do, I can’t. I can’t be supportive, when you’re not being supportive. It’s a two way street. Maybe I’m just tired of giving out advice that falls on deaf ears.

I took the long way home tonight. I had to think things through. It’s not the first time I would have had to cut a friend off. But it’s the first time it actually hurts. I know we don’t always agree on things, and that sometimes we’re just on different planets. But I honestly think, that, we should stay on our different planets.

It’s just better that way.

100th Post/Random Observations

Happy One hundredth post, “Is it too early for a martini”!

I must admit, I had something better planned for this post, but it just didn’t work out. I waited too long, and then postponed my posting for too long, and made me blah.

Remember that one time I said I wouldn’t abandon my blog? Well, I kinda lied, didn’t I? It wasn’t intentional… really, I promise… but things started happening (and by things I mean school and work) and BOOM! I didn’t have time to do anything.

So, for this post, I thought I’d do some random observations about myself… just so you can see how hard I am on myself/how boring I actually am.

I. My hair is TOO long.

I didn’t even realize this while doing something that involved my hair like straightening it or washing it or brushing it. I realized this during sex. So before I get all TMI … I’ll just say, I whipped my hair and it hit me at my waist.

My hair has been growing super fast lately. A couple of years ago, it wouldn’t grow at all. So as much as I appreciate it being all long, it needs to slow the fuck down. Because really, it’s annoying to have to straighten thick long hair every other day just to maintain frizz control.

II. I stress TOO much… over nothing.

First round of exams were last week. And as I have stated in my Stressosaurus post… test give me the jitters. This week, we got our exams back, and I stressed for nothing. Really, because I passed. All my studying paid off, but I just cut myself down, and I don’t know why. And I really need to stop doing that.

III. I spend TOO much money.

I complain about this alot. I have no freaking clue where all my money goes. Well, okay, lie… I know where 75% of my money goes…. BILLS. But the other 25%… Shamrock Shakes and Chipotle Burrito Bowls. Seriously, guys. I have a problem. But also, I need to stay out of Forever XXI. They have unbelievably cute stuff that I will so max out my credit cards for. I want everything, and I need to stop. STOP. Maybe I should just cut up my credit cards?

IV. My friends annoy me.

Well not all of them. But one in particular. Okay … maybe I’m just a bitch with my money or whatever… I hate giving advice, and my friends know this… but my one friend keeps asking for it… so I tell her… and then she does the opposite. And I’m all like “I told you so” and then she says “whatever”. Uh? What? Really this is going to be it’s own post soon.

V. Something that needs to be changed soon: I haven’t had any alcohol in forever.

Before anyone starts… for the ONE MILLIONTH time, I’m not pregnant. Maybe it’s the whole “I hardly eat anymore” that leads me not to drink. Also the fact that I’ve been working almost non-stop since December. I mean, I kinda don’t miss it. But on the other hand I really do, and I feel like if I don’t have some booze soon I’m going to die. Which duh! Is an exaggeration. But really, what do I have to do for someone to bring me a margarita?