ANOTHER THING ON THE INTERNET TO LOOK AT

THERE IS NOTHING WORSE THAN

straight guys at a gay bar

On Freaky Friday

molly: “i saw it in theaters.”

me: “me too.”

pat: “me too. i remember my mom picked up me and [my sister] from Old Navy after the movie. she picked us up there instead of the theater.”

molly: “i remember the makeover scene where Jamie Lee Curtis shops at this store Pink Ice that i’d been to, and thinking it was so cool that we shopped at the same store.”

me: “well, while you were shopping with jamie lee curtis, pat and i were at Old Navy.”

yesterday at 9:42 am, surprisingly, i got let go from my job! for those who don’t know, ‘twas at the restaurant i’ve been at since last fall. i had made a few dumb mistakes in the past week, ie. letting a rude customer get to me and totally throw me off my game, overslept and was an hour late, rang in a couple of margaritas wrong while it was busy and my boss was on the bar… rookie shit. anyway, my manager assured me this was a difficult thing because she likes me as a person, that they would be happy to give me a good reference, etc. so i packed my sorries in a sack, shook her hand, and walked out into this beautiful 77 degree Boston morning holding my head high at the new prospect of a whole surprise Saturday off!!!!!!! serendipitously, i had one of the best days ever! i spent the whole day with my lovely significant other and at the time of this photo, was one of those couples in JFK park in harvard sq that is just like ~ugh, these are the moments that make the daily grind worth it am i right yall arent we all just so in love look look look~ but at least we didn’t have a dog or a baby with us or anything. barf. we did “do brunch” with “friends” prior to this though so, still don’t fret, i’m still totally the worst kind of human.

tomorrow the new job hunt begins. but for now, it’s all about spending time with my besties and worshipping these orange pants - $20 at h&m, shirt is from h&m too and is sleeveless and sheer in the back and i never want to take it off

happy birthday to the best father one could ever want. seriously. i have the most caring, loving, hardworking father in the world.

i am wishing him happy birthday here because a) i know he loves to read my tumblr and the stupid things i post on it, but mostly because of b) remember that anonymous question i got asking if i had a good birthday? of course you don’t, it’s right here, but just know that last time i was home, my father admitted that he’s the one who sent me that question. 

finally decided to do something about the only quasi-amusing series of emails i was included in by mistake.

GPOY today, in the boston commons, monday, february 13th 2012, at around 1:46 pm.

school break well spent at the dock in the gardens with <3 angela marie tayco <3.

(tomorrow is valentine’s day and i have a valentine i really like and also tomorrow valentine’s night is juli’s birthday gathering and everyone i love will be there celebrating juli, and friendlove, and morethanfriendlove, and then at midnight (2/15/12) i will turn 22 with all of my best friends and my valentine around me and so i am happy to say the least. THIS IS TUMBLR NOT LIVEJOURNAL SHUT THE FUCK UP MK)

GPOY eating a hot fuckin’ chicky chicky parm parm in Davis Sq. Sunday night while Mike’s played the Grammys on every television, so in the background of this photo, just imagine Foster the People doing an embarrassing creepy “performance” of a Beach Boys song that probably made Brian Wilson go tri-polar.

this album + mario kart + best friends + new friends + candy bars + everything nice

life is really super good these days. i can already tell this final semester of college is a keeper.

day 2

first sno of 2012

harvard ave, b line, allston massachusetts

1/17/2012