Holy eff what a night. What was supposed to be a simple day spent at Joel's backing up my hard drive ended up as a lockout situation times two. Everything was fine until Joel was about to walk me to the bus stop to go home and realize he'd forgotten his key in his room and was locked out/cannot leave his apartment since he can't lock the front door. His roommate was at work and won't be home till at least the morning, and even then she doesn't have a spare. Joel also wouldn't let me walk out to the bus by myself (it was close to midnight and I had a big laptop with me) so after 30 mins of jamming the knob with a few wrenches and whatnot, he made me call a cab to go home.

As soon as I walked up to MY front door, my keys were also nowhere to be found. Then my worst fears were realized: I'd dropped my keys in Joel's room and now we're both locked out of our homes. Except I was stuck out in the snowy weather ... until I got a hold of my brother who opened the door for me. I went upstairs, googled an assload of how to pick locks with safety pins videos (haha) and called locksmiths for quotes. One dude kept calling me to ask if I still needed his services of $65 minimum. Um, no. Geezus, that's a lot of money.

Another 40 mins or so later, Joel calls me and said he'd successfully gotten back in his room without completely destroying his door, just chipping a lot of the side area and making a lot of noise with his roommate's old-ish mother sleeping in the living room. Otherwise, my keys were there and everything is okay. Arg. This has been crazy. First thing tomorrow Joel's getting his keys copied and perhaps giving me a set, which is I guess one of those big relationship steps (I mean, gosh, keys to his house!) but as of right now, it's more like "Let's not let this ever fucking happen again."

А Петербург некрасиво украшен в этом году(((
Что-то всего много, но некрасиво... Это потому что главный архитектор города сменился что ли?
Вот в прошлом году было чудесно! Красивее, чем в прошлом году, новогодний Петербург не был никогда. На моей памяти во всяком случае.

My life is a total nightmare at the moment.

Book 56 out 100 is Postcards From the Edge by Carrie Fisher

Summary From BarnesandNoble.com:
"Carrie Fisher is "one of our most painfully hilarious correspondents from the edge of sanity," said Vanity Fair about the author of this classic novel of men, drugs and alcohol, heartbreak and recovery...Hollywood-style. As timely today as when it was first published, Postcards from the Edge is "a wickedly shrewd black-humor riff on the horrors of rehab and the hollows of Hollywood life" (People) — a witty, vivid, and all-too-revealing look at the dangers and delights of our addiction."

My Thoughts:
I just recently watched the movie on Netflix(LOVE) and founf it good enough. I requested the book from paperbackswap and set to reading it. I'm not sure I would even have known the movie was based on this had it not had the movie poster as the cover. The main character is still Suzanne, and actress who went to rehab, bur that's about it. I liked this book. It was quick. However I found it difficult to read because of the writing style. It was so frantic. I felt tired after reading a few pages. Carrie Fisher definetely writes a wry, insiders look. I liked Suzanne and wanted her to sort herself out.


7/10

I've been so busy lately that I was a few days late on my latest update, sorry guys! To make up for it I made an extra naughty video :) Over 9 minutes long for my members. I hope you like it!

Вчера приехала в Россию

Going home to the Adirondacks for the next week.

I do not want to do my civic duty and report to jury duty tomorrow. At least my job is giving me the night off with 8 hours paid. That's kind of nice, but I still don't want to get up at 6. I am far too lazy for that!



Oh, does anyone know why my computer insists I am in Alhambra? Anytime I detect location I am listed as being in Alhambra. wendelah1 I am sorry if I goofed on your map, I forgot about it listing me in Alhambra until I had already clicked.

Вот удивительное дело, сначала я послушала песню. И мне она ну совсем не понравилась. А потом я посмотрела клип на эту песню. И он мне больше понравился, чем не понравился. И общее впечатление о группе сложилось (на сколько только оно может сложиться после знакомства с одной только песней) положительное. Как же так?...

Да, забыла совсем. Группа называется "Обе-Рек", из Воронежа. Все молодые, красивые, творческие, собираются второй клип снимать. В Петербурге.
Режиссер и сценарист клипа Александр Маков

Сегодня выпал снег. Настоящий снег. Второй (первый был, когда я в Лондон ездила), но чтобы настоящий - первый.
И странное у меня ощущение такое. Будто из моей жизни выпал какой-то значительный промежуток. Тот, который должен быть между осенью и зимой, когда вот эта слякоть, ни то ни се, мокро, грязно и противно (ну то есть настоящей такой осени не было:) ). Вот если бы я в Петербурге только снег увидела, то все было бы нормально. Ну потому что сначала самолет, другая страна, в общем организм заранее готов. А тут прямо как в той сказке, укололась веретеном, а теперь проснулась. Правда никакой принц меня не будил, сама проснулась, от холода и снега:)

А по снегу на велосипеде ездить еще и легче. Правда медленно ездить нужно, а то же тормозной путь длиннее становиться, и при резком торможении (если кто из подворотни, например, перед носом выезжает) заносит ведь очень. А какое у велосипеда торможение двигателем? У него и двигателя-то нет. Хотя, конечно, если кто из подворотни, да перед носом, тут уж не до торможения двигателем... Когда колеи появляются тоже неприятно немножко, даже если они неглубокие совсем.

Такие дела!