Painted these two beauts last night. im trying to do a series of watercolor paintings to purchase considering business is so bad I might have to turn to a second job. So I thought id do this as well.
ON TOP OF IT, after I fell asleep last night.. My crackhead roommates took my keys and went on a joyride around LA and the valley. I only knew this when I realized I didnt have my keys, my car was gone, and my roommates were nowhere to be found. Theyve asked to use my car before and I told them no.. looks like they dont need to ask anymore.
and now, they returned.
WITH NO CAR.
claiming they never took it and was with another friend who drove them to the valley. (which I called this girl and denies it completely.. even stating that she received a text message saying "something is wrong with DESIREE's car")
so now after about 4 hours of threats of getting my car back, I finally just called the police and reported a stolen vehicle.
looks like I gotta wait on that second job seeing my transportation status is on hiatus.
buy one of these guys! I need some sort of enjoyment for today.
I get into work today with an envelope addressed to me. I open it.
"Dear Desiree Velasco,
It is my pleasure to inform you, that your 2008/2009 membership has been approved for the National Association of Professional Women."
blah blah etc etc.
so there you have it. its offical, im now a professional woman. should I start dressing like delta burke?
btw im going to be so professional that im trying to throw an housewarming rooftop soiree tonight. some of you heads i know, this is the official invite.
things have happened. Ive moved to downtown LA to which i absolutely love. I can literally walk to work now, which i miss so much after living in NYC for so long. I live with 2 younger boys in a loft. Theres 2 doggies and a pet squirrel. We have rooftop bbqs and get to listen to all the hall and oates i want. life is good.
Ryan and I are no longer. He said he had too much going on in his life and wanted to slow things down (which really meant in boys terms = not date at all). I was upset, then i got pissed, now i dont give a shit.
summer is coming and today felt like the first official day after visiting my parents. kareoke, bbq, random family members that only come over cause its hot and my parents have a pool = every summer.
and now some photos... and one of my mom and I. I can never get old of photos od her.
im happy im confused and happy and weird all at the same time. im with my mom. she likes my face.
lot of changes in the last 2 weeks. I thought I knew certain people and I guess I was once again thrown for the loop. Oh well, I'm used to adjusting to so many crazy changes.
So Im bored and I dont really know what to write about exactly. I dont want to write about my life at this given moment because if i dont think about it then it wont really affect me in the long run. Live and move on.
Which brings me to YOU. I know about a handful of you guys, remember your journals and faces.. but its so hard to remember most of you.
so you could kindly reply with 1. recent photo of you, your name, age, and location 2. how long have you been reading? where did you find this journal? 3. current faves 4. current hates 5. reccommend journals/communities 6. any question you may have.
So my purse along with EVERYTHING is gone. my wallet, my phone, my keys, and my camera my brother bought for me over christmas. I for an entire day cried inside ALL DAY. im slowly building up the pieces to start all over again. worst weekend to do it though considering ill be stuck in LA market schlepping through snobby buyers who "are in a major hurry" and my boss who is on overdrive cause her husband just had surgery and shes working to take her mind off of it.
my good friend michelle volunteered, shes a sweetheart. oh if it were only that easy. So many memories i forgot to load up on that camera.
I went to jimmys lounge last night, misplaced my purse (hope to find it today when i go back in a frantic), definitely definitely got my wallet stolen, and then walked home cause I thought everyone left me.
Not a great night.
then came home, ryan cuddled and scolded me sorta at the same time. we made up and then he made me ramen.
I saw this movie over the weekend by myself. I had originally inteneded to see this with my mom seeing as though she understands my love and affection for Ms. Ricci. I approach her on sunday but apparently she already had a movie date with my dad to see Vantage Point. I shrugged my shoulders and decided to see it anyway. I walked in the theater with my box of popcorn and my 18 ounces of diet coke in hand. Couples all around me and I sat right smack in the middle of it all.
and I loved it. these type of movies make me all funny inside and I was glad to have seen it by myself. No better company than on these situations. I laughed, I felt a slight tinge of heartache, and I swooned throughout the entire 1 hr 45 minutes of the film.
I need to start doing this often, who needs dates?
I drove to work this morning and was surrounded by gay mohawks and backstreet dancers waiting in line for "So you think you can dance?" LA edition. I should go in and audition on my lunch.
While I was waiting for a stoplight today on my lunch, a young woman approaches a homeless man and gives her the rest of her leftovers. It was a nice gesture and I watched the whole thing occur. You see the bums in downtown los angeles range from every type of mess to even the standard lucked out joe schmo. I, growing up, felt sympathy and compassion towards these people.. thinking of their down and out luck. I, also growing up ,encountered a few that gave me such a sour taste in my mouth after I had felt I had done the right thing in helping them. It was those moments that made me feel very weary instead of wanting to help.
But when this man was given this half eaten sandwich, his eyes lit up like it was some sort of thanksgiving dinner. I couldnt help but look and see the sincere gratitude he showed this woman in his face; and with a "god bless you" he crossed the street alongside me in my direction. I dont know what came over me.. but I decided to talk to this man .He was responded so warm and just in a state of delight. I gave him a dollar and said god bless. His eyes gleamed, we smiled at each other, and parted ways.
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