Brown Bag Sexy

It's official, my little Honda is gone forever. I know I've been saying that I want a new car for months, but this wasn't exactly what I meant. Right now I don't know how much I'm going to get in the settlement, but hopefully it's enough to put $10,000 down on a car and still have a couple of hundred left to pay my rent. The Mini Cooper has been my dream car for years but as Clark pointed out earlier, Mini Cooper is owned by BMW and maintenance on BMW's is expensive. I could barely afford the maintenance on my Civic, so it looks like the mini is going to have to wait a few more years. Bummer. I'm thinking I'll probably end up getting a really pimped out Civic EX (with satellite navigation system built in yeaaaaa), a pimped out Yaris (not quite as snazzy), or a Corolla (I don't really like the rear lights on Corolla's though).

I got my rental car today. For the next couple of weeks I'm going to be rolling in a red 2009 Pontiac G6. It's actually a really nice car. Too bad they don't make it anymore because I was really feeling the interior.

Tomorrow I go back to school. On my first day back I get to look forward to a test in nonverbal communication, turning in an assignment (that I haven't even looked at) for interpretative literature, and a journal response for hip hop criticism (that I have yet to start). Basically, I should be doing homework right now and not blogging, but I'm hungry and have no food or money so I decided to distract myself instead.

I didn't hear from the lady I interviewed with on Friday. I was on drugs at the time so I'm assuming she wasn't very impressed with my answers to her questions. I'm not super informed on environmental issues so I probably wouldn't have been the best intern anyway, but I really need an internship asap. Graduation is getting closer every day and I am becoming increasingly scared about my job opportunities after graduation.

In other news, I noticed I actually have follows now... this is kind of amazing to me. Complete strangers are actually interested in reading about my life. I guess I'm going to have to start coming up with insightful and witty things to say.


help me finance my new car go to Brown Bag Party and buy something.... or book a party with me. I'm super entertaining, I promise.

note: I've decided to give all the characters in my posts pseudo names, just in case people decide to start reading my blogs on a regular basis.

I attempted to leave the house this morning and actually socialize with the outside world. I convinced myself that I no longer needed my medicine and could handle the pain in my neck without pain killers. Clark Kent asked me to go watch the games with him at a sports bar so I groggily threw some clothes on at 10 AM (that's very early for me on a weekend) and drove along with him. Within five minutes of entering the bar I realized that I was not ready to stop taking my meds. My neck was sore and I couldn't turn my neck much. The only comfortable position for my head was looking down at the floor. It's very difficult to watch football when all you can look at is the table in front of you. Nevertheless, I tried to stick to my guns and not take my pills and since I was not going to drug myself I figured it would be ok to have one drink. Well.... I was wrong. It took me more than twenty minutes to finish my drink and by the time the glass was empty I started dozing off at the table. I guess my body just was not ready for alcohol consumption. Needless to say I was kind of a drag at the bar. Poor Clark had to take me back to the apartment during the 4th quarter of the Jets -Titans game because I was sore and sleepy. When I got home I had some lunch and proceeded to take my pills. Another bad idea. I thought I was fine hanging out on the bed with my laptop looking at blogger layouts, then I decided to stand up. The minute I got out of bed the blood rushed to my head and everything went black. I didn't faint but this kept happening every time I stood up for about an hour. The last time it happened my heart started racing and I felt like I was going to throw up. Looks like I'm part of the 1% of patients that has side effects like that. I guess I'm going to have to deal with the pain from now on. I should have just stuck with my original plan to not take my pills today.

On another note, I still have not been able to speak with the adjuster for my accident. I hate insurance companies.

Last word... I think Mark Sanchez is now on my list of favorite football players (even though he fumbled the ball quite a few times today).

Costa Mesa, CA, September 25, 2009 --(PR.com)-- Brown Bag Party, a nationwide romance home party company, announced this week that they will be handing out more than 7,000 pink breast cancer awareness bracelets for free during October.

"We're putting them in each of our customer's orders, along with a small note promoting Breast Cancer Awareness Month." noted Peter Palmiotto, Brown Bag Party's CEO and Co-Founder.

"Everyone is connected to someone with breast cancer, whether they know it or not and we're happy to raise more awareness and donate money to the Susan G. Komen organization. For every One Touch For A Cure mini power bullet vibe we sell, Brown Bag Party donates $.50 to the cause." added Palmiotto.

"We launched this program about 6 months ago and our consultants are selling 1,000's of these pink vibes. We're delighted to support the team at the Komen organization." Palmiotto stated.

Brown Bag Party promotes the fight for a cure year round through its donations from the sale of its One Touch For A Cure vibe, but is helping to spread awareness during October, which is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

For more information regarding this story or Brown Bag Party, they may be reached at:

Brown Bag Party
3303 Harbor Blvd. Unit B2
Costa Mesa, CA. 92626

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I just got the pictures back from my photo shoot with Heather. Let me just say... she knows how to make people look good. Anyone who wants pictures, she gives free sessions for every $100 that you buy from Brown Bag. It's worth it.

This is completely off topic but also kind of relevant.... ex-boyfriends are really annoying and do a very good job of ruining your quality of life.... sometimes even years after the fact. Point being, don't date stupid people... sex toys do have a purpose, and I feel I would have saved a lot of money investing in that than in a person who continues to annoy the hell out of me. Fin.

I had five classes today... technically I'm still in class. It's only the first class meeting and I already want to shoot myself I'm so overwhelmed. It will take a lot of prayers for me to manage school, Cheesecake Factory, Brown Bag Party, and an internship without having a nervous breakdown. Anyway, right now I'm thinking about how I'm going to get people from school to book parties. So here's the plan, I'm going to be on my laptop at the beginning of every class and I'm going to go to the Brown Bag Party website and pull up really large pictures of sex toys.... maybe people will ask questions... or maybe they'll just think I'm weird, I' m hoping for the former. Buy Buy Buy

or....
Become a consultant, a couple people in our team just won cruises... big money.