I win always.

Last night = a much needed night in.

Fell asleep on the couch after work watching my new favorite show The Mighty Boosh.

Then the most intense game of Uno ever with my faves. Jesse and Erica are two of the most competitive people I know. Rachel and I kept calm. Except when I beat everyone three times in a row.

Jesse won his first game of Clue. That game is amazing. I won next.

Fell asleep telling my favorite bible story and pondering the significance of its correlation to a Regina Spektor song. Listen politely and you might be rewarded for your lovely patience.

Dude, it's Friday.

You're a timebomb, baby.

Blank slate at work.

I do have that one Craft-y postcard for now. To remind me of bliss.

My first week is going well, I'm actually excited to settle in. Get a feel for routine.

Insanity last night @ High Voltage. All of Curbside was representing and I was so happy to see them together. Classic moments. Whoops ftw. Jesse's dance party was like no other. LoveStoned, drunk and all of a sudden on the floor.

So stoked on all the people who came out!!! I know the most amazing people...they're all superheroes.

When I'm sixty-four.

A submarine equipped with cupcakes. And it was all yellow...with red trimmings and perfect. Perfect. Potatoes delish. Wait for the mini ice cream sandwiches. Side-splitting show. What if all sides are bright? Martinis, cheese & gin, please.

You win again, old friend, you always do.

Breakfast in bed. Tastes so sweet.

How'd I get so lucky?

One month.

Tonight...fancy restaurant, broadway show, and a Maritime adventure....

Anticipation.

Great week.

Had the week off.

Monday. Sealed the future. Made my parents happy.

Tuesday. Photoshoot. Ate a lot.

Best day had to be Wednesday. All day inside just playing cards, watching tv, eating profusely, and then out to dance it up with my girls to Sarah's dj set.

Thursday. Meet, greet, show, tiredness.

Friday. 410. Marc in town. Pie Heaven.

Being lazy has never been so fun. But it all ends (to an extent) on Monday.

I'm happy. Excited for everything. Is this growing up?

Pretending to be cool.

Week off before starting the job on Monday.

Hanging out with Boyfriend. Today: snap, snap.

Jay oh bee.

Everything is falling into place.

I got myself a great starting salary. Stoked beyond belief. Bought some Marc Jacobs shades in commemoration of my new gig.

Boyfriend helping me celebrate tonight. Italian food & a sake bar.

Erica made some more of her sweet Lurk Hard shirts. She's the coolest. Srsly. You should be so jealous I have the most talented roommate ever.

"Hotel Room" - Regina Spektor. That is all.

Boyfriend.

The boy and I came to my parent's home in Worcester.

He's getting along with the Parker clan famously, as I knew he would. His nervousness makes me giggle.

My broseph taught him the art of Speed. The card game, not the drug.

Dad took care of the baby pictures. Mom cooked the food. We're all drinking merrily.

Everything is good.

Wednesday.

Great day relaxing. Wasn't going to go out but then the two forces of Le Party got me motivated. Said forces, Erica and Jesse, won't let me quit.

Barcade. Creepy dude stalked Erica and I and then disappeared like a ghost. Did he really exist?

Sutra. They played like 10 Gwen/No Doubt songs. I knew I liked that place. Not enough to stay too long...

Taxi conversation home ended up taking us to Alligator Lounge. Party Forces played Buck Hunter while I ate about 2 and a half pizzas on my own. Seriously. Oops. Why wouldn't I?

Monty Are I performs tonight at sxsw. CHECK THEM OUT.

Evan & Emily visit tonight. Stoked. Weekend at home. Double stoked oreos.

I've been forced to listen to the Format. I'm admitting I'm into them. Gah.

Beep beep.

The office I started working out of this week has phones with the same ring as those of CTU on 24.

Beep beep ba brreep.

It become almost instinctual for me to flinch in horror and suspense when I hear that ring. Is it the president? Patch Jack through, Chloe. We've got a national crisis here, people! Oh, Bill Buchanan, just take the call.

I'm incredibly dorky.

In real national terrorism news, last night Erica, Jesse and I got stuck in our building's elevator. We were a bit inebriated so it was all fun waiting for the ten cops and firemen. Not fun: being in an elevator when there's Anytime foodz waiting for you.

I throw my toys around.

I got asked to Prom.

I think my new toys may be incentive enough to say yes.

You're so new.

A Saturday afternoon at the Brooklyn Brewery? if you didn't know me, you'd probably think I had a problem.

Always try new things. Jesse took me to a vegan restaurant (he's vegetarian) and I thoroughly enjoyed my eggplant dish and mango lassi. It was pretty food.

Decided to stay in last night since my throat feels like it's slowly closing up. Yeah. Plus, it's probably time for a break when I can't remember the last time I actually stayed in and didn't hear the words "last call."

Last nite, she said.

Jesse, Erica and I rocked out to Sherwood @ the Nokia theater. I only know one of their songs but they made me dance and that means I'm now a fan. Listen to "Best in Me." Mae....was not good.

Rocked over to Kabin to visit Meesh, meet up with BEN, take down some beerz, and dance a bit. Srsly, Meesh = amazing. There was some co-swooning and Ben inaugurated her as a guest Wingteam-er. Serious stuff.

Beauty Bar for Rob Hitt's set. The dance party of Team Couch was already there saving us primo spots! Jskillz, Rawan, Christy, and Rachel rounded out the massive crew. Also, "I Wanna Dance with Somebody" was played - I was obvs stoked.

I love my friends.

Today: Christy apparently passed out on the PATH and didn't get home til 6 am!

Sabrina showed up bubbly as ever, and I enjoyed it even though my body feels like it could just crumple to the floor at any moment.

Me = so tired. But ready for another night. This is how it works, you're young until you're not.

Remembering.

Dude. Daryl Palumbo threw a lemon wedge at Jesse and I last night at Sutra. I think it was probably because I was wearing bright yellow pants.

Yes, bright yellow pants. Hollerrrrrr!

Yes, it's true.

He made me a playlist.

He rocks and rolls and can't get me out of his head. He's on my radio (uh oh).

I'm diving deep and swimming carelessly because I know he's right there with me.

Plus, I can make him dance.

Revelations.

My cynical, so-not-me "anti" attitude is over. For good.

My parents have been together 25 years today. Holy-slash-wholly amazing.

I love mango fake chicken.

My girlfriends are my true loves. They make even the best times five million times better.

The train & public modes of foodz despise Jesse.

My eyes turned green recently. They tend to do so occasionally...I think they'll stay like this awhile.

Erin & Dirge & BEN & Sabrina visits - stoked!

Day off tomorrow! Sleeeeepz! You know, after I go out tonight.

--jessica maria

Lazy Sunday.

Friday Photo Atlas show @ Pianos. They blow my mind live. Sarah, Jiscilla and I rocked the front of the crowd with our hips shaking and fists pumping. Ended the night at Revolver with Gurj's awesome dj'ing that included some of Erica's most guiltiest of guilty pleasures.

Saturday I finally got to sleep in. Bopped around the city with Jesse. AND OH YEAH IT WAS KELLY'S EFFIN BERFDAAAAAAY! Kelly, Pat and I sipped some of Matt Lauer's champagne at Kelly's and then headed out. We celebrated at Revolver with unicorns and cupcakes then afteraftered that shit up at the smell fest that is Cheap Shots. Akon was heard.

Eff tee dubs: Christy Decker for getting her flight changed from the Dominican Republic to make it for Kelly's birthday!

Slept in real late today. Always feels so good. Also to curl up and watch Scrubs for the afternoon...

Also: Kelly's "Dude Up" shirt is the best tee ever!

No, seriously.

Ric Ocasek just said hi to me.

-- jessica maria

No face McGee.

Gator Lounge now with the Rhode Island boyz and faves. Here's Erica.

Fun equals.