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Paul Newman died and I'm CRUSHED. I know I didn't know him, but I did see him quite a few times in my life. I never had the guts to talk to him, but he always seemed in a good mood. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid is one of my favorite films of all time. And my dad's, as well. I've seen it at least 20 times. I remember in 2006, when I worked at the Sundance Film Festival, Paul Newman was here. And just the day before, I had watched Butch Cassidy. I don't know, Paul Newman just kind of seemed invincible to me. And now he died of cancer. So sad.

dogs=better than people

Ten-year-old Cole Massie of Los Angeles, CA, may live with cerebral palsy, but he has all the support a kid could want, thanks to a very special black Lab/golden retriever mix named Ilia.

Recently crowned ASPCA Dog of the Year as part of the 2008 Humane Awards program, Ilia performs service duties like bringing items to Cole in his wheelchair and opening and closing doors. But the pooch also has that special healing touch that can’t be taught. “He provides amazing incentive to Cole during therapies, doctor’s appointments and procedures,” says Cole’s mom, Michelle Massie. “He calms, inspires and motivates my son far better than anyone ever has."

Or, as Cole sums it up: "I like when he lies next to me in bed at night and we listen to Harry Potter on CD, and that he helps to clean me when I'm in the bath by licking my face and arms. He's my furry brother and best friend—and a serious bed hog!

This past July, three years after boy and dog were paired by the nonprofit Canine Companions for Independence, Cole was faced with a difficult, but life-changing surgery. “He had walked on his toes, and his feet were totally rolled in,” says Massie. “The operation would allow him to use his feet and free him of the wheelchair.”

“Cole was frightened by the idea of surgery at first,” remembers Massie. “We explained how much more independent he’d be afterward, but he wasn’t buying it. Finally, we told him that if he had this procedure, there was a very good chance he’d be able to walk Ilia on his own—with no parents and no walker." After that, says Massie, "Cole would stroke the dog’s head in bed each night and whisper, 'I will walk you, Ilia. I will walk you.'"

After much coaxing, Cole underwent the surgery in Summit, NJ, and Ilia traveled more than 7,000 miles to be by the boy's side. The ten-year-old is now on his way to becoming an independent walker—and his dedicated service dog will be with him every step.

The entire family will attend the ASPCA Humane Awards Luncheon in New York City this October 30, where Ilia will be honored along with seven other extraordinary animals and people.

P.S. We'd like to remind you, pet lovers, that even heroes have their quirks. As Massie reveals, “Ilia knows 46 commands, but he won’t fetch!”

atchoo!

guess who has the flu or some kind of cold virus? me.
i have a lot to say but honestly, i am so not in the mood. i just found something out that i have have have to share with all you GG fans out there:



does anyone recognize those two? it's effing CHUCK and DREW BARRYMORE! what in the world! blair is gonna be PISSED when she finds out.

highlights of my work today:

Some like, royal Whole Foods master guy was in town and he let us know he was coming into the store about 30 min prior to his awesome arrival. it was chaos in there, and i loved every minute. my favorite part was when the guy shook my hand and it had pesto on it, so he wiped it on his pants. HAHAHA!

Danielle, the gorgeous vegan-master girl has a crush on Wesley, the super cool 19 year old that works with me and dresses like, AMAZINGLY. it is so cute to see them flirting. Wes is freaking out so bad over Danielle that he will not stop talking about her, and everything i try to tell him he changes into something about D. I was telling Wes I still need to learn how to make a few diff kinds of smoothies and Danielle needs to train me, and Wes said (in front of a costumer) "Danielle can train me anytime she wants....if she is naked and at my house." yeah. the lady that heard him wasn't too into it.

Ammon and I have a joke about this old guy that lives in a building next to ours. The guy had a chocolate lab that passed away and he kind of gave me a too-long-of-a-hug when i went to say hi to him one day. Poor guy did nothing to deserve our mean comments, but he gets them anyway. So the game we play in honor of our neighbor is called "would you rather...". This game obviously gets really really gross and out of hand, but Ammon and I always surprise ourselves with our uniqueness. I managed to gross Ammon out so bad that I thought he was going to make himself go blind from all the nervous eye-scratching. And this would only be gross to Ammon, because to most people, anal sex with an old man or eating their poo is far more terrible than this. So I asked Ammon: would you rather give ______ a kiss on the neck or a pedicure? All hell broke loose as soon as I mentioned the word PEDICURE. We play this game before we go to bed, but this night he even had to get up and get a drink of water before he turned off the lights. That's how intense it was. OH and on a side note, Lacy Lace mentioned how annoing it is when couples say "i love you" all the time and stuff, and i completly agree. i used to be all into the verbal aspect of a relationship, but after i met Ammon it all changed. Yes, sometimes ammon and I would love to punch each other in the face, but holy shit do we love each other. And we don't have to get all sappy about it either, which kicks some ass.

i am reallly sick, guys. and tomorrow is ammon's birthday, which i would love to celebrate in health but it's just not gonna happen.

my mom gets here on sunday. i am freaking out. FREAKING out. my mom is DA BOMB! that's cute, "MY MOM IS DA BOMB".

this post doesnt make sense. im tired. i got home last night from work at 11:30pm and had to be at work at 7am today. i have seen John (the nice boss guy from the IRB) twice, but i think he only saw me once. what a nice guy! my goodness. everyone at work is sick, too. the cooks were even wearing those mask things. wah wah wah.

come visit me guys!

TONIGHT!

Tara, Brett and Ammon are coming to Whole Foods to have dinner with me tonight. Has anyone else (ANN, LACY, JACK, and even ANNIE or KATE?!) even MENTIONED they want to come and visit me? No. Thanks a lot, everybody.
Last night was another hilarious night. I am just going to really get into the highlights because I want to take a nap in a minute.
2 people didn't show up to work yesterday. Yeah. Good idea, fuck faces. Everything was KRAZY, from beginning to end. We had no stuff sliced for sandwiches, no pizzas made, no coffee in the coffee thing holder that you have to PUMP to make come out. Complete disaster. This one guy wanted a BLT and since we were out of bacon, I couldn't cater to the baby's needs. So the dude huffs all loud, like his world is caving in, says he doesn't want me to make him anything else and when I tell him to have a good day (I have to admit I kind of did the "have a good day!" with a huge smile on my face on purpose) he tells me, in his heavy New York accent, "YEAH, WHATEVAH". I had to turn around so he wouldn't see me laughing. Go home and make yourself a BLT, loser! I got bigger and better things on my hands...like reading VOGUE during my 10 minute break.
Ammon, Lacy and Ann's boss, John, was at Whole Foods yesterday. What a nice guy. My boss is an ultimate fighter with large tattoos on his neck. Nothin' wrong with that, he is actually really cool. Just sayin'.
When I was getting ready to go home yesterday, I was asked to take out the garbage. I didn't really mind, because my actual biggest nightmare is having to do dishes. We switch off and I guess my day has not come YET. So I take all the garbage in these two large rolling cans and I notice there is a party going on at Jamba Juice. Hey, btw, Whole Foods owns Jamba. Tell your friends, it's not really common knowledge yet so you'll look cool and "in the know". It's a bunch of 16 year olds and one of the girls even had a damn tiara and balloons. I actually huffed out loud and rolled my eyes. About 10 girls start walking in my direction and as one of them passes me, she goes (get ready, it's good!) "SHIT, THAT STINKS!" and her and her genius friends giggle. You would think it was some kind of joke, like when a lady told me that the panini she had in Italy was different than the one we serve at Whole Foods, but no jokes were going on here. By the way, I love it when snotty people mention Europe cause I start quizzing them about stuff (like where they were and where they ate and if they saw certain things) and they all get kind of nervous. People are dumb. Anyway, after the girl said my garbage stunk, I imagined myself taking the two largest bags out of the rolling can and holding a bag in each hand. I would start spinning like a super hero, getting faster and faster with time. After a few seconds I would be spinning so fast that the girls would be both confused and amazed at my spinning skills and that's when I would hit them in the face with the garbage bags. The bags would explode, getting chicken juice and ground up coffee beans all over their ugly, cheap outfits. I would smile and go about my business.
Enjoy your Saturday night guys, I have next Saturday OFF! FUCK YEAH!
Hey Ann, I wore my TEAM BLAIR shirt to work yesterday and this really sassy cook said, "WHO THE FUCK IS BLAIR AND WHY THE FUCK ARE YO ON HER TEAM?". Sad. So sad.

gross

this guy is so weird!

stuff

I'm bored. Please don't read my survey if you don't want to. It will be lame.

1. Do you like blue cheese? I LIKE MOST CHEESE, LIKE 99% OF ALL CHEESES, BUT NOT BLUE.
2. Your Favorite Shoes? UGGS!
3. Do you own a gun? NO.
4. Your favorite song? I DONT THINK I HAVE A FAVORITE!
5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? NAH...PROBABLY BECAUSE NOTHING REALLY SCARY HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME, NOT EVEN A CAVITY.
6. What do you think of hot dogs? I LOVE THE DAMN THINGS! BUT I WILL BE A VEGETARIAN AGAIN, OH YES, I WILL BE A VEGETARIAN AGAIN.
7. Favorite Christmas song? SLEIGH RIDE!
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? DOUBLE SHOT OF ESPRESSO, MADE BY ME!
9. Can you do push ups? YES.
10. Are you afraid of flying? NOT REALLY. MORE JUST ANNOYED/BORED BY IT.
11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? THE CARTIER WATCH MY GRANDPA GAVE ME.
12. Favorite hobby? HORSEBACK RIDING
13. Animals: love them or hate them? LOVE THEM MORE THAN I LOVE PEOPLE.
14. Do you have ADD? NO...?
15. What do you hate about yourself? I WISH I WAS LESS SENSITIVE AND DIDNT LOVE ANIMALS AS MUCH AS I DO.
16. What is your middle name? AUGUSTA. AFTER A PORSCHE ENGINE. YEAH. AND MY NAME IS FLAVIA BECAUSE OF A DUCATI PART. MY DAD WAS JUST TOO MUCH.
17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment: I HATE CANDY AND THE WAY IT MAKES ME FEEL AFTER I EAT WAY TOO MUCH OF IT. I IWSH MY MOM WAS HERE. I WISH BRASIL WAS A CAR RIDE AWAY.
18. What's your favorite number? 11
19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? WATER, COFFEE AND LEMONAIDE.
20. Current worry right now? WORK TOMORROW...UGH
21. Current hate right now? MY LAZYNESS WITH YOGA AND RUNNING.
22. Favorite place to be? MY COUNTRY.
23. How did you bring in the New Year? AT HOME IN BRASIL AND JUMPING IN THE SWIMMING POOL AT MIDNIGHT TO WATCH THE FIREWORKS IN THE SKY! WOOHOO
24. Where would you like to go? BRASIL.
25. Bad habits: HMMM...I DON'T KNOW! MY PROCRASTINATION?
26. Do you own slippers? YES, UGG ONES!
27. What shirt are you wearing? ONE FROM MY FAVORITE BRASILIAN RESTAURANT!
28. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? I DIDN'T LIKE IT. COTTON IS MORE MY THING.
29. Can you whistle? SURE CAN!
30. Favorite color? GREEN AT THE MOMENT.
31. Would you be a pirate? NO. I WOULD BE A FILM DIRECTOR, THOUGH.
32. What songs do you sing in the shower? I DON'T REALLY SING IN THE SHOWER...OUTSIDE THE SHOWER IS MORE MY THING.
33. Favorite girl's name? LUCY IS KINDA CUTE. RUBY? PETUNIA.
34. Favorite boy's name? BOOMER. WOOF!
35. What's in your pocket right now? NOTHING, MY BOXERS DONT HAVE POCKETS.
36. Last thing that made you laugh? BOOMER HOWLING AT ME WHILE I SANG A SONG FROM LITTLE MERMAID. THATS HOW GREAT OF A SINGER I AM, I MAKE MY PUP HOWL.
37 . Best bed sheets as a child? HOLY SHIT MY CABBAGE PATCH KIDS ONE! WOW, THOSE WERE THE DAYS...
38. Worst injury you've ever had? MY MANY HORSE-JUMPING FALLS.
40. How many TVs do you have in your house? 1!
41. Who is your loudest friend? NONE OF MY FRIENDS ARE LOUD.
42. How many dogs do you have? OOOH! I AM GOING TO NAME ALL THE DOGS IVE HAD, BECAUSE THEY WILL ALWAYS BE MINE. HUTCH, MY FIRST DOG, WAS A GOLDEN RETRIEVER AND DIED WHEN HE WAS 15. HERSHEY, A CHOCOLATE LAB, DIED WHEN SHE WAS 16. WAFFLES, A YELLOW LAB, IS 10 AND LIVES IN BRASIL WITH MY MOM AND SAME WITH NOAH, A WILD GOLDEN RETRIEVER WHO IS ALMOST 2. AND THEN I HAVE BOOMER, MY YELLOW LAB, WHO IS ABOUT 5 AND PETUNIA, A JACK RUSSELL TERRIER WHO IS ABOUT 6.
43. Does someone have a crush on you? I HAVE NO CLUE. I DONT THINK IM VERY CRUSH-WORTHY.
44. Favorite Book? JONATHAN LIVINGSTON SEAGULL.
45. Partying hard or Laying low? NO PARTYING, IM TOO OLD THESE DAYS.
46. What is your favorite candy? ANYTHING. LOVE IT ALL.
.47. Favorite Sports Team? I LIKE BRASILIAN SOCCER.
49. What were you doing 12 AM last night? SLEEPING.
50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up? YAY, NO WORK!
51. If you are married, where did you meet your WIFE/HUSBAND? IM NOT TELLING THIS STORY YET AGAIN.

meow!

Hi guys!
Yesterday work was fun. It is slowly getting better, as I get more and more used to being looked at strangely by customers. Slicing gross deli meat, making sandwiches and sometimes being over at the smoothie and coffee part I guess means you aren't cool to some people. Good thing I have friends who still love me just the same as when I didn't have a job. Heehee. And I've been making some friends at work, too! I have been invited to go out with them twice. I am so dead after standing up for 8 hours though, honestly the last thing on my mind is drunk karaoke at some awesome bar.
I have a great story that happened to me yesterday, during lunch. I am going to try my hardest to be as descriptive as possible, because this story is very cool and you need to picture the full on snottyness that is this lady.
As I sit over by the juice and java bar thing, I see a lady walking towards Abby and I. Abby is this totally gorgeous, totally nice girl I met yesterday and who I have apparently fooled into thinking I am cool like her. Anyway, here comes this lady. She had on black pumps (LAAACYYYY!!!), black tight leggins and a black sweater-shirt with a thick gold belt around her waist to accentutate her figure. Keep in mind this lady is around 75 years old. She had a shitload make up on as well. She starts talking to Abby and I and asks Abby (who was at the little register) to weight her salad from the salad bar. There was practically no salad, and a smidge of tuna was in the corner. It looked like cat food. I hate tuna unless it's raw, like sushi tuna. Anyway, the lady asks where the water was. It was right in front of her, in one of those jar things that you have to push the little lever down for the water to come out. What does the lady do? She holds her glass up to the water thing and LOOKS AT ME, SO I WILL PUMP THE DAM WATER FOR HER! I nearly peed my pants. I was in total shock! I didnt even have time to think about what I was doing, I just pumped it for her (sounds like I did a dirty dance number for her or something! I "pumped it for her"! hahaha) and looked at Abby. So then, the lady, who I later found out is known as "Botox Face Lady" by all employess at Whole Foods says "I liked the old water filter better." I was busy looking down at the register, so what does Botox Face say? "ARE YOU HEARING ME?!" Holy shit! I said I was and I was sorry to hear about her water issues. Bummer for her. Maybe she can get more botox to make herself feel better when she is done with her smidge of tuna? So Abby and I giggle as Botox Face leaves and Danielle, equally gorgeous and sweet and vegan queen master asks us if we realize who that is. We didn't. Well, turns out Botox Face is....are you guys ready? This is HUGE. I seriously gasped out loud, Ann style. Okay, so Botox Face is THE ORIGINAL CATWOMAN! From like, Batman and Robin in the 70's! There was some tv show or something and she was it, she is the real deal! We even saw 2 people asking her for autographs while we giggled at our celebrity encounter.
Who says Whole Foods is all bad? HA!

BEST TUESDAY EVER

What did I do today? I ate green tea ice cream for breakfast, watched Gossip Girl afterwards, and once that lovely hour was over I took a nap. Woke up, took Boomie to the vet, and when I got back there was a package from Ann. I was secretly hoping for something related to Gossip Girl, but you can't be too picky. Well, turns out Ann IS the Serena to my Blair...what was in the package? A tshirt that says TEAM BLAIR on it. Holy shit, how is that not THE most perfect thing ever? It is literally the coolest thing I have ever gotten in the mail and not picked out myself. Only a fellow GG fan such as Ann would know what to get a girl like me.
Ann, you rock me like a hurricane. Thank you. It was just what I needed. You have made not only my day, but my entire month.

few things...

I'd like to start off this post by talking about my blog friend Annie. She and I "know" each other because of Lacy. Lacy rocks my world, btw. Anyway, I was snooping around in Annie's blog (which technically wasn't really snooping, since we "know" each other) when I came across a comment made by one of her friends saying I was a STRANGER. I would name this friend of hers, but I am too lazy to go and check. this friend of Annie's is pretty lame, in my opinion. What, is she Annie's Friend Police? Must she know of Annie's whereabouts? Jeez. Keep it up, Friend Police, your doing a great job.
Today I went into Ammon's work and when I went passed Ann's office, I saw her BE NICE sign. I giggle every time I see it. I think of that day, way back when, when all seemed doomed and hopeless. Ah, nothing like giving things time.
I have been so sensitive the last couple of days that I almost feel like I could be pregnant. No people, I'm not pregnant nor will I ever be, I am just sensitive like one of those pregnant ladies. I wish I could have an excuse for my wussiness other than mean customers at work, but the truth is I don't. I took the dogs out to pee before bed time last night and when I noticed little Boomie was eating one of those really cute leaf-shaped bugs (katie something...?), I started crying. Yeah, I know. I cried and cried, went to bed super late after crying to Ammon for two hours and when my alarm went off at 5am for work, I slept through it. Ammon woke me up at 6am and I barely had time to shower and brush the chompers. But to my surprise, what do I see as soon as I step outside? The katie whatever bug, standing up on her own and making little twitter sounds with her adorable wings. What happened after that? I cried. Scooped the little thing in my hands (I am PETRIFIED of touching bugs, so this took a lot of love) and took her over to the bushes. Then, as I got closer to work, the moon was out and the sky was so perfectly clear...so I thought of my fam in Brasil and cried some more. Seriously, what is wrong with me?
Work is going a lot better though and I think I am learning how to deal with things better. The coffee there is really good and kept me awake for most of my shift. I will hopefully start feeling entertained by the asshole costumers as opposed to crying about them to Amms when I get home. Ammon, btw, has once again amazed me with his patience and kindness. I am so sick of being a baby that I told myself if I can do better, I will reward my closet with a goodie. Perhaps a Marc Jacobs goodie. Mmm, Marc Jacobs.
PS: Annie, tell your Friend Police friend that she is dumb.
pss: thanks Jack and Ann, for making me feel better today.

wah wah wah

My first day sucked. That's why I didn't blog yesterday or the day before. All I can say is, please remember to not be complete fucker to people who are on the other side of the counter, because believe me, they are just as good as you...and in my case, I'm probably smarter, funnier AND have a better sense of style than you.
I am working at the deli, sandwich and juice and java bar at Whole Foods. I love everybody that works there. EVERYBODY. Random employees just come up and say hi. It's the shit. And there is this guy named Wesley who is like, the king of all cool 19 year olds. He dresses cool, he looks cool...he is one cool mother fucker. If you saw him down the street, I promise you'd be like WOAH. We laugh all day long.
So Wes and I were chilling, slicing some stuff for the sandwich bar when this guy, apparently from Bosnia, asked me to slice some Chipotle Turkey for him. Bastard, I'll never forget that guy. Anyway, first off, the slicer is the scariest thing ever. I'm not shitting you, that thing is sharp and makes me feel like at any moment my finger will be chopped off. So yeah, I grab the turkey for the fucker, asked him if he wanted it thin, he said yes. I slice it for him, a whole pound, and the guy goes CRAZY on me. NO NO NO NO, YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ANYTHING! THIS IS FALLING APART, I DON'T WANT THIS TURKEY! MAKE THE SLICES WIDER, WIDER! MY WIFE IS GOING TO BE VERY UPSET ABOUT THIS!!! Yeah. laugh about it...I am laughing now, but I didn't laugh then. I actually cried when I got home. It's hard to have people think you are shit because you work at the deli counter or just at a grocery store. This other snotty lady came up to me (I also put food in little containers...we have like wild rice and tofu and stuff that you can just get ready) and she goes, I HAVE TWO POT LUCK DINNERS TONIGHT, I'M GOING TO BE EXAUSTED. Yeah lady, what a joyous life you have...two fucking pot luck dinners?! WOAH, that's like. the equivalent of being invited over to Demi Moore and Ashton's house for a party.
But yesterday was GREAT. I got to be in a little corner and make sandwiches and not really help anyone. EW I scooped gross egg salad with an ice cream scoop and put it on the bread. It stunk. I was fun, though! And then while I was watching the case so Wes could go smoke outside (told you he was cool...cool people smoke cigs!) some 13 year old girls started talking to me. These two little ladies made my fucking night. They told me I was pretty. They loved my earings. They thought the fact I was from Brasil was like, the coolest thing ever...so I hooked the two ladies up! I got them free cupcakes and chips. That's what I'm talking about...the two C's. You are nice to me, I am nice to you.
I work tonight again AND next Fri, Sat and Sun. Hopefully the weekend after that I will be free. I will take some pictures soon so you guys can see how bitchin' my job is. If anyone wants to come in and visit, please do! :)

TGIF!

So today will be my first day at work...wish me luck! From 2:30-10:30pm. WOAH. That's a whole lot of standing.
Now, about the prizes...I need to get them this weekend, I'm hoping. I already know what I'm getting everybody (even you, Jack!) so that will be easy, but I just need to find time to go to the mall.
I'll blog about today tomorrow, because I'm sure I will want to go to bed as soon as I get home.
Yes Tara, it's a lot of fiber, but since I eat a lot of fruit nothing happened. Were you hoping I got diarrhea? Thanks.

Danger Zone!

So, when foods are between 41 degrees and 140 degrees, those are known as the Danger Zone temperatures. I got my Food Handler's permit today. I can handle your food better than you can.
I had so much fun getting trained at Whole Foods. Everyone is cute and nice and hip. I'll be the lame one behind the counter. Easy to spot.
My day was actually going perfect until one of the managers (a nice one, actually) from Banana called to ask me why I wasn't working, since my shift started like 3 hours ago. Uuuh...my second shift EVER in a month and a half. AND I had called last night to tell my less of a douche manager that I was getting trained for an actual job until 10pm today and couldn't work. How annoying! Now I'm going to feel all dumb going in on Friday to pick up my check. And I am going to exchange Brett's gift at another Banana. I hate Banana! I love Whole Foods. I ate like 5 peaches today while I was getting trained. Their produce rocks my world.
I am going to try to get transfered to the 6th south location, because that's the actual one I applied for. If I can't, then I will wait for an opening. I don't mind the drive if it means I get to work at Whole Foods. I effing love that place. Did I mention I get paid vacation? Yeah. Suck on that, Banana.

CONTEST!

So, since I won Ann's contest (thanks to my new cyber friend, Jessica!) , it is my turn to do my own! I won't reveal the prize, but I promise it will be good.

I am obssessed with all things relating to Brasil. Come up with a phrase in Portuguese and my favorite (and the one that makes the most sense) will take the prize.

c'mon guys, please try to win the prize...i promise promise promise it will be good! you won't regret it.

too cute for words!

sooo, which shoes would YOU pick for your job? it's just too hard to choose.
not much happened during my day, i just signed a bunch of papers and met people that work at Whole Foods. i loved everyone i met. normail, mature people. people that have mouths to feed at home and aren't worried about being cool. just what i wanted.
i'll post more tomorrow, when i have neat things to write about orientation and about today's episode of GG, which i haven't watched yet.
xoxo

Eric Damon

I couldn't find a picture of him, but even if you have never heard the name before, I bet you will WISH you were him. Who is Eric Damon? The legend, the MYTH? Eric Damon, my sweet readers, is the one and only costume designer for Gossip Girl. I would quit my Whole Foods job to work with/for him.

Toonces

Life

So my fam is super Catholic and we have this saying that goes something like (sounds way better in Italian...) "Jesus might scare you a little bit, but he'll never leave you hangin'". That's the like, slang translation. Haha. Anyway, I feel like that saying has been oh-so-true for me the last month or so. And I feel awful saying that, because I know I am so much more fortunate than so many people...but I still feel the saying applies to me. Wow, that sentence is CRAP. I'm not changing it, though.
I am really excited about my Whole Foods job. I thought someone would post about the radicalness of the song I chose to go along with the Whole Foods logo, but maybe I'm just the only one that likes that song. When I thought of putting that song up, I listened to it three times and just laughed...Ammon thinks I'm such a doofus. But I was so excited and so proud of myself for getting that damn job that everything seemed funny at that moment. I have to go to Whole Foods tomorrow to do paperwork and I cannot WAIT! I am even going to be getting a pair of CROCS (you read right...CROCS!) to keep me company during my hours upon ours of standing up. I havent decided on the color yet, we'll see. The Vogue reader in me says black, though.
Thanks to Ann, Lacy, Brett, Tara, Ammon, Boomer, Petunia and my lovely parents for listening to me whine about getting a job. OH and btw, Tucker offered me a FULL TIME position. What the fuck.
OH and I'd like to give a special shout out to Annie, who I have heard occasionaly reads my blog. Lacy loves you, Annie, so you are automatically radical in my book. Oh and I love that one cake you made...awesome.
I'll post tomorrow to let everybody know how awesome of a time I had filling out papers at my new job! WOOHOO!

where do YOU work?

*OMG* day

Get ready, cause this will prob be my best post ever. all the rest will just be average after this. Kind of like when Kevin Spacey did American Beauty.
So, I went to J. Crew today to chat with my friend and after, I was going into "that one store I work at" to return a shirt that looked FUG on me. So I sat and chatted with Lindsay (love that girl) and then made my way to "that one store". I got there and my manager goes, "you realize your shift starts on 5 minutes, right?" OOOOOOH my goodness. Did I get my sched via email? No. Did someone call me? No. I was told I'd get my schedule TOMORROW. Thank you Jesus, for having me go in and exchange that awful shirt. So I get changed in the back (I had bought a sweater and some adorable flats at Gap earlier, so I was totally on the ball), and off to the floor I went. I started out pretty shy, for the first 30 minutes I felt stupid even asking people how they were doing. That obviously all changed when a storm of people from some scam thing (like Xango and shit like that) came in. I guess there is a convention this weekend. I got proposed in marriage, my hand kissed twice and all of this was in only 15 minutes. I feel like fuckin' Miss America today. Total babe. Some total weirdos came in to the store too, it was so weird. And people leave all this shit in the dressing room, like no one will ever have to go in there and fold all their damn shirts and sweaters. UGH. But I had a REALLY good time. I was the only girl with 6, yes SIX gay guys and I could not have laughed more during those 5 hours. One of the guys (I'm not writ ting his name down for obvious reasons but I will tell it to you later, because it is an AWFUL name)kept checking himself out in the mirror the entire night. He kind of has that emo-spikey looking deal and he would like, do this little hip pop to the side and fix his hair. And he was SO moody...he rolled his eyes at me at least twice when I asked him questions. SHEESH! The other guy called me his LAMB (!!!) the entire night...either that, or "Flavia, my love". I need to have more people call me Lamb. Maybe I should change my blog to "The Lamb Blog". He would look at certain things before we put them away and was like, "LOOK THIS IS AWFUL MESS! THIS WOULDN'T EVEN LOOK GOOD ON KATE MOSS." He is a model for the one store I work at, so he is like, WOAH good looking. He told me a lot of stuff about his boyfriend. I wanted to ask him if anal sex really hurts as bad as I think it does, but I didn't dare. He would have totally been fine with answering though, he is cool like that. Then, my gay manager (not Tucker) got into a fight with the emo hair guy and emo hair started CRYING. I'm not even kidding. When I realized what had gone on, my mouth was open and I had rested all the items I was supposed to put back on the table. Oops. It's like a car wreck though, it's human to look at certain things. This lady came in with her daughter to look at black dresses and I almost started crying. They were so cute and really reminded of my mom and I, back in the ole days. OH and there were so many raunchy people that came in! JEEZ guys, you're SHOPPING! Turn that damn frown upside down. Haha and this really handsome older black guy liked a shirt that was kind of similar to one that was on sale, and he asked me if I could give him the sale price on the shirt that wasn't on sale because the fabric is kind of the same. Nice try, dude. And like I have any control over that, anyway.
Man, what a fun day. Time went by really fast and although my feet are sore and tired, I loved getting asked what my opinion on outfits were. And people totally listened, like I was Anna Wintour or something (she's the editor of Vogue, btw). And guys asked my opinion, too. About shirts, ties, pants...wow. I felt awesome.
Maybe my post isn't that awesome, I guess you had to be there to get the full effect of my one and only work day. I quit tomorrow. Our schedules came out and today is the only day I work all week. Yeah. Lord knows how these people pay their bills working only 5 hours a week.

YAY

Ann, thanks for tagging me. I love being tagged. And when you wrote "ditto" on the comments, it reminded me of when Whoopy Goldberg Says "Uh uh huh DITTO?! ugh uh ugh " on Ghost when Patrick Swayze tells her to tell Demi that he loves her too on that one scene...I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. For your birthday, have Ammon do it for you. I doubt he will, but he does THE BEST impersonation of that scene EVER. Oscar-worthy.

1. Did you date someone from your school? No, we were all best friends.

2. What kind of car did you drive? BMW X5

3. What was the most embarrassing moment of HS? Going places after school in my uniform...my mom LOVED inviting me to go grocery shopping as soon as we got home, and I have no idea why but I was too lazy to change my clothes.

4. Were you a party animal? Mmmm at times...I was a total party animal during my high school summers in Europe and in Brazil. people don't know how to party in Utah, sorry.

5. Were you considered a flirt? Maybe? I'm not sure...

6. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? CHOIR! We sang at Disneyland and went to competitions every year. We kicked ass.

7. Were you a nerd? Yes and no...I was a nerd compared to my public high school friends, but I was considered pretty normal at my school. People at Meridian would compete to see who would get the best grades, and I like a little friendly competition.

8. Were you on any varsity teams? Soccer and Volleyball.

9. Did you get suspended/expelled? No...but I came pretty close a few times.

10. Can you still sing the fight song? No fight songs...bummer.

11. Who were your favorite teachers? Mr. Neil and Mrs. Ballard.

12. Where did you sit during lunch? We didn't have a lunch room, so we couldn't eat there. We went out every day.

13. School mascot? Mongoose!

14. Did you go to homecoming, and with who? Uh...I went to every dance but I can't remember with who! There was never much asking, we just all went together. That's what happens when your graduating class has 13 people in it.

15. If you could go back and do it again, would you? Actually, I would. I loved having no responsibilities.

16. What do you remember most about graduation? I almost didn't graduate, I flunked English. I was really sick of school and didn't like my English teacher, so I got A's in everything and flunked English. Awesome.

17. Where did you go senior skip day? We didn't have that. But when I did skip school, I would go to the movies. Ah, always the Film nerd.

18. Were you in any clubs? Chess Club and Equestrian Team every summer in Brazil.

19. Have you gained some weight since then? I'm an emotional eater, so I gain and lose like 10lbs all the time. I don't remember how much I weighed then, but when I ordered my white dress from Bloomingdale's it was a size 4.

20. Who was your prom date? The only date I remember for Prom was this guy named Justin Tittlefitz (nicknamed "Fiddletits" by everybody, obvs) who was this amazing genius and I always had a great time with. I only beat him at chess once, and I never let him forget it. I miss him! Last I heard he was a total druggie.

21. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion? I still see everyone that matters (Scott, Ryan, Jake and Gerard) so prob not.

22. Looking back, what advice would you give yourself? Have more fun, don't worry about your friends so much and read things other than Vogue.

friends

i love friends. we should all have friends. especially friends like i have. i loved tonight. way more than i should have, maybe. lacy and ann are amazing in every way. i am so glad i suckered ammon into marrying me so i could not only get a green card and good health insurance from the U, but also hang out with all his awesome bookstore friends. yesss.