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•August 20, 2009 • Enter your password to view comments

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Pool Party 08.21.09

•August 19, 2009 • Leave a Comment

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This Feels Like One of Those Wrongs That’s Too Right to Quit

•August 16, 2009 • Leave a Comment

God bless the information age.

Oh God, She’s Online Right Now

•August 14, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Ever since I got sick of my old screen name and switched to “i movewithyou” I’ve seen people popping up on my list that blocked me on the old one.  Of course the only two people to have blocked me were Lisen and Brittany.  Well I saw Lisen online earlier – it’s so sad that she can’t get over whatever it is that bothers her so much and just be cool with the past.  But OMG, Brittany is online and I have this open iChat window…sitting on my desktop…waiting for something worth saying to her to come to mind.  I have a feeling I’m not going to be typing anything – but Geez, if the adrenaline rush isn’t something.

Tonight + Tomorrow Are Going to Blow My Mind

•August 11, 2009 • Leave a Comment

…and possibly my liver, too.

First off, HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE!!! My favorite, Nicole turns another year older today and as she starts her drive out to Las Vegas from LA I have a little bit of time to write this up (a little bit of time = 4 hours).  So enjoy these Nicole Burron facts:

  • Nicole is one of the best friends I’ve ever had
  • Nicole is without a doubt the hottest person I know
  • She has a seahorse tattoo.  It’s adorable but chances are you’ll never see it.
  • Nicole is not a flake.  If she says she’ll be there, she’ll be there.
  • She and I met at the beach and then got some dinner.
  • On that night some sand got in the shifting column of her Nissan 350Z.
  • For as long as she owned that car, there was always a little sand in there to remind us of the beginning.
  • She has an adorable dog named Angel.
  • Every guy who has ever passed her up or wronged her is TOTALLY PISSED AT THEMSELVES!
  • She writes the best songs that use less that 3 chords.
  • Her sex dreams inspire amazing lyrics about lights and air.
  • She looks like Adriana Lima with Jolie’s lips, only she’s much, much more attractive.
  • She is my muse.

So because I love my beautiful, loyal friend so much I am taking her out to LAVO tonight at the Palazzo.  Joining us will be my distant (maybe even my 2nd or 3rd) cousin Alisha, her boyfriend, my awesome friend Aaron and maybe I’ll even talk Anita and Brit into going.  It’s going to be wild, no doubt, as all of my past experiences at LAVO were nights for the books. So here’s to getting really, really drunk, crashing, *hopefully not getting a hangover and then having another crazy night tomorrow because…

Wednesday night is the night to grab your bikes, beers, lights and pull an all-nighter.

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This Wednesday night we will be riding from Nu Vision (in Summerlin’s Trails) to Red Rock (the geographic location, not the hotel & casino).  From there we hike up to a prime location for stargazing, because it’s the middle of August and you know what that means!  What?  You say you don’t know?  It’s the Perseid meteor showers, kiddo!  Climb your roof or favorite tree and tilt your head up to about 90 degrees.  What you see will make you believe in beautiful things.  If you’re in the Las Vegas area, come out and meet up with us.  You don’t have to ride a bike.  We will be check pointing at the Chevron on Charleston at about 10:30pm.  Make sure you take a cat nap beforehand because chances are this is going to turn into an all night/early morning event.  We will also be getting our drink & party on here as well.  If you do go and have a good time (yay!) please make sure to clean up your mess. We will be having this event at one of the most naturally beautiful spots in LV, and everybody would like to keep it that way.

So this is like a weekend in the middle of the week for me… and I’m pretty stoked.

And you know when I see all those meteors I’ll be wishing on them like shooting stars…and I’ll be wishing for you.

500 Days of Lost Love in Los Angeles

•August 8, 2009 • Leave a Comment

So tonight i went and saw (500) Days of Summer with Charlie and Christina.  Let me just say, I am such a Tom Hansen it’s spooky.  And yes, you’re the Summer Finley.  The entire movie tugged on my heartstrings thanks to every feeling I’ve ever had about you being canvased across a movie theater screen.  One scene in particular, when Tom is at a party of Summer’s hoping for reconciliation but learning that she’s married made me almost lose it in the dark of the theater.  Luckily for me it’s really windy out here as of late and my eyes are incredibly dry, or else chances are I’d still have a crying induced headache and possibly the sniffles.

Do yourself a favor and see (500) Days of Summer.  It was incredibly acted and felt authentic the entire time.  There’s a scene in the film that addresses bullshit, and I’ve got to hand it Marc Webb and the writers Weber & Neustadter for writing a refreshing and honest inquisition into a post-modern love story-love story.

One question, is it possible to have a Summer and an Autumn together?  At least out here in Vegas it seems it could be…it’s usually pretty warm through October. <3

Tom & Summer in one of my favorite places in LA, Angels Knoll (Olive & 3rd St. behind the Cal Plaza).

If there were one specific thing I’d have to say I absolutely love about this movie I’d have to surprise you and say it has nothing to do with the story or the acting – it has to do with Los Angeles.  I think this movie beautifully captures the feeling that only a person from LA could have about LA.  Almost the entire film is shot in Downtown LA, which makes it even more remarkable.  From Tom’s loft in the Canadian Building, to his favorite view of the historic core from Angels Knoll; even the Redwood Bar and Bradbury Building make cameos.  After watching (500) Days… for about 30 minutes you begin to realize that although the film centers not around a love story but a story about love – it can still at times feel like a love story – about Los Angeles.

What I Can’t Say To You

•August 5, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I wake up everyday wondering what you’ll wear today.

I check your Myspace to see if your default picture and/or mood & status has changed.

I think about you in nearly every situation my day brings me to.

I know I messed up.

I’ve done and said a lot of things I regret and wish I could take back.

I’m not the same person you knew in a lot of ways, but I am familiar in my design.

It’s true that you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone – although I always knew you were something special.

A lot of what happened between us was the product of my behavior, which was a byproduct of a lot of bad stuff happening at once, but it’s my fault I made the decisions I did.

I want you back in my life.  I would take you as a friend, a fair stranger or – in a perfect world – the sunshine of my life.

I don’t want anybody but you.  I’ve tried and it doesn’t work.

I know how much I love you, yet everyday I am surprised that I still feel as strongly as yesterday.

I have never stuck with something this long in my entire life.

I have never wanted to see a failure through as much as I do now.

I would never make the same mistakes again.

Every entry in this blog is written with you in mind, because every time I log in I think about that one time you left me a comment – and then I have to wonder if you still check this from time to time.

If you don’t but are now, please click the “317″ tag.  You have a lot of catching up to do.

I will never stop loving you.

I am so, so sorry Brittany.  I hope one day I can make it all up to you.  In any way.  In any shape.

Just More Fun

•August 3, 2009 • Leave a Comment

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The. Best. Thing. Ever.

•July 31, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Kttens Inspired by Kittens

The Freest Man

•July 27, 2009 • Leave a Comment

“The days start to fade out of the frame,
like they’re blurring into to someone else’s name.”