chaa muhh dawg againz.

So I JUST now realized the link to my dog being lint-rolled doesn't work unless you have a youtube account, so I fixed it. Yoohs can look now....here ~~> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPmGXga2WQA

I'm Just a Sweet Transvestite

Okay, so I left off last time talking about my birthday approaching and also Halloween and such....

My Birthday!!
God I'm so old. I turned 20 (ughh) on the 21st of October and that was interesting. I had to go to school that day...but my lazy ass didn't stay the whole time. I ended up going home before my last class cuz I was sitting in my 2nd to last class of the day and it hit me.....

why did I drive an hour and 15 minutes up here to go to school....on my birthday?!

Yeah. Absurd. Really it is. Who does that? So I got up, walked outta class and drove an hour and 15 minutes back home.


So I have a twin sister an all and obviously it's her birthday too and she asked me like the day before our birthday what I was getting her...and I said nothing (i really got her something, but why would I tell her? It ruins the surprise.) So she gets all upset about it, and im like...really? You really think that i'm not going to get you anything?! She's dumb.

So I went to Party City and I got a big star Happy Birthday! balloon and a bunch of balloons that had 0's on them and 2's on them....ya know...for 20.

Now you're probably wondering...hey Gaby? Why are you spending all this time and money on her birthday when it's your birthday too? Yes...good question. Well you see, my sister isn't happy with just saying happy birthday to each other..she expects gifts even if its your birthday too...that is why I had to spend a shit ton of money....on my BIRTHDAY!


So I get home and I go into her room and release the balloons and like 4 of them pop! I'm like..are you fucking kidding me pop corn ceiling?! Yeah so you have like  two 0's floating around and one 2 and so she is apparently 200 now.

Here is what the star looks like:

Yeah. It's tha shit. And yes..she has a "free weezy"  poster hanging up in the background. Classy.

So in conclusion, she liked her balloons...I got a Flip camera and then we went out to eat at Houston in uptown New Orleans. It was tha shit.

HALLOWEEN!!

So the day of Halloween was shitty..I don't want to get into that, but the day BEFORE Halloween was fun times. Me, my sister, my best-est frann Nick, and his brothers girlfriend Jeni (shes fun times) went to ROCKY HORROR!


I didn't want to go at first, but Nick dragged me. It was from 12 A.M. to 3 A.M. (waaayy past my bed time). It was awesome. If you ever do anything in your life time...go to Rocky Horror. We got to throw all kinds of shit at people...whats better than throwing toast and shooting water guns?!! NOTHING. But people get really really into it. Pictures are the only thing that can truly describe this. Luckily for you...I have some!!

It's hard to see, but if you have seen Rocky Horror than the lady in black is Magenta and the little girl is Columbia and that dude isn't anyone. He is Dutch though so wherever Dutch people are from.. but I think he was going for the I Love America look.

This is the tranny that was our lovely host.

and this is the lovely tranny host bending over..

This is me and Nick and Brie. It was 50 degrees. Don't hate for a raise hood cuz I'm not tryin to be gangster.

And these are all the people we met whilst standing in line.

Yeah...so it was good times an all.
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Muhh egg carton. Oh yes.

( This is my dog being lint-rolled ~>)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tPmGXga2WQA

Halloween is Approaching!! (and so is my birthday).

Before we get into this Halloween/my birthday business, I'd like to say that I am finally a new, proud owner of a Macbook Pro! Oonst. I have to gloat, but not too much because if I used my very own money for this computer I would be in your face. (P.S. I'm in Biology right now. Obviously you can tell that I'm going to pass this class...)

The Story of How I Convinced My Grandparents To Buy Me This Very Expensive Piece of Equipment.
- One day, I went over to my grandparents bungalow to eat dinner. We were eatin, everything was good, and then BAM! My grandma asked me and my sister what we want for our birthdays (which is on October 21st in case you wanted to know.) So my sister pipes in about her windows need to be tinted and whatnot....and I'm sitting over here like....fuck...the only thing I want is like super expensive, but besides this I want nothing. So I say nothing and such and then finally my grandma turns to me and is like....and what about you? So as you can see...she PUSHED me to tell her I want this thousand + dollar computer and nothing else.

So basically that's how it went.  And even though it isn't my birthday for another 20 days, I have my computer at this moment, typing away to you all.

Moving on to HALLOWEEN!!!!!! 
My sister, neighbor, and I decorated the yard the other day for Halloween.

Yeah okay it's lame, but basically I'm dad-less (poor me) and so we compensate by doing it ourselves! So it's pretty good lookin' for a couple of girls. If you've ever decorated your yard and there are plugs involved....then you know it's complicated.

STORY!!!!
So, I was out in my yard and all and obviously I yam struggling with these stoopid cords trying to get them to extend out enough to reach the outlet....and this guy who is like jogging by stops in the walkway of my house and is all like......"ya need help?" and I'm all like....no? cause I'm not supposed to talk to strangers OR invite them in my yard, and my huge big black dog is outside and didn't even get up to try and protect me from said stranger....so the guy continues to watch me struggle for like 2 whole minutes before suggesting an extension cord. But I'm not even paying attention to what he said because the fact that he is still watching me from the walkway is creeping me out some. So I'm all like..yeah yeah thanks dude, and he starts jogging away...and THEN my dog decides to bark once whilst laying down. So as you can see...I almost got kidnapped....


That's all about Halloween....except I did get my dog a Halloween costume! She looks sooo cute...except the Velcro doesn't latch under her stomach because shes kinda fat, so shes on a diet right now to try and fit into this costume by Halloween.


MY BIRTHDAY!!
- Is in 12 days and ya know what? I'm not excited. I'll be 20! Not only is that so effing old, but I wont be a teenager anymore :(. I can no longer blame my ignorance, stupidity, and thoughtless actions on the fact that I'm a teenager and this is what we do. Now I'm old. This sucks.


Okay now look at this video cause it's freakin hilarious.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qIoG4PlEPtY&feature=related

Blinded by a Jalapeno

So, two days ago, I blinded myself with a jalapeno. How? Who really cares how....the real question is...ARE YOU OKAY GABY??!?! No! I yam not okay! I yam in pain and blind. Not blind enough to not tell you people about it, but blind enough where I need driving assistance and such. But, for you nosy people, I will tell the story. Make fun if you will....but it could have happened to ANYONE. Seriously. Total fluke.


4:00 P.M.
Gaby gets the bright idea to make tamales!!

4:20 P.M
Gaby writes her grocery list, grabs her mothers credit card, and dashes out the door too the grocery where she buys one SINGLE lonely jalapeno.

4:45 P.M.
Gaby gets home and starts chopping away at the jalapeno  whilst watching Kidd Kraddic live from her HP.

5:00 P.M
No later than 3 whole minutes...she is done with chopping and  washes her hands because that's the sensible thing to do.

5:07 P.M.
GABY WIPES HER FACE WITH HER HAND THAT SHE JUST CUT A LONELY JALAPENO WITH AND STARTS SCREAMING!

Yes, so at 5:07 P.M. I am like running around my kitchen calling for my mom who JUST LEFT (convenient right? Like I dropped out of culinary school here woman..don't leave me alone in a kitchen) and my sister starts from the top of the steps in a groggy, sleepy, CALM voice....
(picture below so you can match a face to the voice...)

What's wrong?

So I then sprint up the steps and tell her I got a jalapeno in my eye and I start taking contact solution and squirting the whole bottle of it in my eye ball while my sister calls my mom. So my mom is seriously all calm about it while I am on fire and honest to God thought I was going to go blind and she says...."take your contacts out!"

So by this point my eye was red and huge and swollen and in pain so I pry said eye open and grab my contact which is covered in jalapeno goop and it starts my burning process all over again.

**********So after touching the infected contact and in all my brilliant-ness, I  wipe my other eye and it ingulfs in flames as well.********

I thought I was going to pass out from the pain.

Eventually I stop freaking out and get use to the fact that I am idiot who's blind and totally fucked. I have no extra contacts here (which wont come in any use because I for serious burned by corneas and wont be able to put them in for a while) and my glasses are up at college (an hour and 15 minutes away).

So basically I go the rest of the day unable to see and the next morning at 6 am I have a break down because I CANT SEE and I now feel  for blind people cuz it really sucks to be blind an all. So my mom whom is a very very kinda woman offered to drive me to college...(.an hour and 15 minutes away)....in the rain... and she did. I can see kinda now!

and I know this was a long ass story, but thanks for sticking with. P.S. I have decided to get laser eye surgery so I go see a doctor on the 11th so this NEVER happens again...the whole contact bullshit thing...not the jalapeno thing cause I am sure it will happen again.

College Life at a new Skewl

Hey hey heeeeeey!

So...currently I yam in my dorm room

Pretty sweet huh?

No....it's not. Do you see these brick walls?!

I didn't write the God stuff. I wrote this though...

Yuppp.

I'm suppose to have 3 roommates, but I only have two. They're nice though, so that's good cause I was all worried I would have crazy creepy roommates cause ya know that would be my luck an all, but I don't. So yay! I don't have someone in the bed by me though which is sad cause I don't really have anyone to socialize with except my God loving brick wall. Sad.

UPDATE:
Okay, the above text was a draft of mine from last week, so naturally, life goes on and things happen between weeks and so on....I moved to a different dorm because of the issues I failed to mention about pissy roommates, LOUD boys above my room, quite possibly even an ancient elevator that was so incredibly squeeky and old that I felt I would literally fall through the bottom or it would just die on me forever and that would be the end of Gaby. But no. I'm not a snobby whiny baby who is all like...."oh my god my dorm looks like a jail cell and my roommates are mean mean people!" No....I simply asked Mr. Kim (man to see about your dorm) if there was another room available preferably no where near my current dorm that I could move into due to a mix of complications. He, of course, said sure, because, well...I'm that charming.   (<~~ lots of unnecessary commas used in this sentence here. Just thought i'd point that out.)

So, I get this room change and a room change comes with new roommates. I've yet to meet my suite mates, but my roommate is fun times.

This is me after class....(for real picture). I have a nose ring...that's not a pimple...just saying.

P.S. Here is a pizza my mom came home with....

It was pretty awesome. Yup.

My contributuion to the Vlog Brothers & PostSecret

Hola,

I'm trying to learn Spanish, cuz everyone speaks Spanish and I don't like being out of the loop so I bought a book and audio CD. It isn't going well though. It's weird too cause I took Spanish from 2nd to 8th grade since my skewl (<~ purposely spelt wrong for dramatic purposes) required I take Spanish for that amount of time. I only learned Hola, Buenos Dias, and Como Estas and some song that I know all the words to, but no idea what it is saying. I guess if I had the option instead of the demand to take Spanish in school it would have been different, but I saw it as my off period where I usually slept, passed notes, or chewed gum and then made little figure out of it.

So, I leave in 7 days from tomorrow. I am getting very anxious to start my summer, but really sad I wont get to see my friends from here anymore :(. But I will be moving on to bigger and better things. AND I am going to brag to all of yoohz when I say I have been accepted into 3 major colleges this fall. I'm still waiting on the last 2 to send me a yes or no, but I have a good feeling. Options are wonderful :D, but I am pretty sure I know where I am going.

So my friend brought me to this spice shop yesterday, and I have never been to one, cause? Why would I? I mean, I figured since I am now almost officially a culinary school drop out I should steer clear of these things, but nope. So I went in and its shelves and shelves and walls and walls of spices from all over America. I went nuts, cause my head went spaztic and skept thinking of all the kinds of things I can make with all these weird spices. I even got lavender to make lavender ice cream! (cause my mom bought me an ice cream machine! Woot!). So yeah, I spent a lot more money than I probably should have there. But I mean come on, they had Espresso, blueberry, AND raspberry SUGAR. Like? Amazing!

Okay now for the reason for this blog!
We all know the very awesome Vlog Brothers right? Like the absolute best people on YouTube? Well I am here to promote them and Post Secret, because they have both done a lot for me. So I planted Hank a tree for his birthday :D and  there isn't much I can do for post secret except continue to help promote the community project. BUT John has a new book out called Will Grayson, Will Grayson which is really good. I strongly recommend it. So I dedicate my very unimportant blog to them, and here is todays Post Secret.

College....and life...the usual..

Okay,

So, I have been really frustrated lately on a lot of things which is why I have kinda stayed away from Facebook and Blogspot. But if it's one thing I truly hate, is Facebook drama. Facebook is not a way to tell everyone your problems, because no one cares, and I don't like logging onto my account just to see people complain about their lives and drama. Save it for myspace. Not my twitter though cause in case you haven't noticed, you can post that you're taking a crap and it's totally acceptable.(Not that I posted that I was taking a crap....cause girls don't do that sort of thing. Taking a crap I mean). <~~~joke.

Speaking on such, some guy (who I know, who is 23) asked me if girls pick their nose? I was like....why wouldn't we? I mean, in private anyway, but it just made me more aware of how different girls mannerisms are to guys...

So I would just like to say that if you have never been to Co. Co. Sala, it's the best thing EVER. It's a chocolate bar. A CHOCOLATE BAR! I ate so much sugar, I thought I was seeing the hershey man. I went there with some of my friends last night in DC, and when we were done we walked around a little cause Sarah really had to pee and we couldn't find anything non-ghetto or non-crowded. So, we are walking around and these people, like a shit ton of them, have on these blue and orange bands around their a arms and they're running around and pushing us out of the way. So this one chick like barrels though us and this guy is chasing her  I am like, hell no, she better have a good reason for this nonsense. So I turn around and ask these guys why they're wearing these colored arm bands and they explain that it's a city wide game of Zombies verses Humans. Yeah... ya see, in Louisiana, we play Quittich....ya know, like on Harry Potter. I'm being dead serious. We have people running around on broom sticks, and hoops, and even a seeker (a guy on a broom running around with a sock in his pocket.) Actual Footage: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSxPFNny4A4&feature=related, but zombies verses humans is just plum ridiculous. 

So, anyways Co. Co. Sala was good times. We got personalize cocoa, mine was peanut butter. And 5 course desserts. It was good times. AND our waiter was a hottie, so that's a plus.



I very much strayed away from why I am frustrated, so back on track. A lot of people know by now that I am moving back home, and leaving the art institute, and I keep getting calls, texts, Facebook messages, from my friends and family all concerned and whatnot. I wasn't answering anyone's questions at the time. Well, I haven't really talked to anyone about it except my mother and basically my reasons are these. I came up to DC for college for culinary arts, and I was very apprehensive about moving up here and unfortunately I let other people convince me it was something I wanted to do, when I knew it wasn't. I did though, try my best when I came up here. I had a positive attitude and I did my best in school, which I can't complain about my grades, because they're really good, but being here a year has been really crazy. I loved living with my sister, but I just don't think Virginia and Washington is my kind of place. I can honestly say the school I go to really blows, the administration is awful, and the teachers are not good. I have lost any interest I had in culinary, and sadly that was what I thought I really wanted to do with my life. I can say though, is that I made a really good group of friends. I'm really going to miss them.

 I'm not dropping out of college though. I have been accepted into multiple University's in Louisiana as a transfer student and I will start my fall quarter back home where I feel I will be most happy. I hope this clears up a lot of questions about whats going on. I haven't really talked to anyone about this because I wasn't ready to answer questions. I have been doing a lot of thinking, just trying to re-group myself which has been harder than I expected. I don't know what I will do in college as far as majors go. I can't call my time here wasted exactly, but more of an experience. All I can say is that (any really not trying to be sappy) you should really do what you want to with your life, or what you know you should. I let other people convince me that I had no other choice, which was not the case now that I look back, and I ended up going in the wrong direction.

Basically, that is it. 

Holes In Muhh Pants :O

Yup!

I have a story! About holes in muhh pants!

So, I was at the grocery store a few days ago picking up some Kix, cause seriously I have an addiction with those tiny bread balls. I eat a giant box once a week. Yup. So I was in the cereal isle at Giant and I was searching for my Kix and this old guy comes down the isle and I didn't notice him or anything so it's not like when you know you make eye contact with a stranger and look away, or don't look away, but they think it's okay to say whats on their mind like for example....wow it's hot in here! Or whoops, dropped my chapstick! No this never happened so it was even more odd, cause if we would have had made brief eye contact then I wouldn't find this so strange. Anyway, so I was looking for Kix and this old guy comes up the isle all hunch backed and skinny like they are sometimes (I love old people...like grandparents, they're cute so I am not all against old people cause old people are awesome) and he says something super low and I got the feeling he was talking to me (cause he was....and cause I was the only person in the isle) and I said, "what?" (in a nice tone) and he said........"I'm going to buy you a new pair of pants," and I stood there confused for a second, cause who wouldn't be? And then I was like, "huh?" and he said, "yours have holes in them, I am going to buy you a new pair!" and he laughed which was good cause if he was serious I might have yelled rape or something. So I laughed too cause my jeans do have holes in the knees. Then he just stood there waiting for me to say something so I told him that my legs are super white so I would be too embarrassed to wear shorts right now, but it's too hot outside to wear full on jeans and these were my compromise, because they have ventilation. So he accepted this and moved on to his shopping. The End.

So, my oldest sister had a 30---something birthday on Saturday, and I made her a cake! I was rushed so it doesn't exactly look all that nice, but it was lemon. I like lemon. Who doesn't really?

Yup. ALSO, I would like to show you how strange my school is. Seriously, they're super ghetto which is why I am leaving in 2 months.

They're tampons. Just sittin out in the middle of the hall by the student lounge on a table. Like, ?


Some stuff to check:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zJsJ5dW7jHo (if you ever do anything for the rest of your life, you need to watch this.)

ALSO, this kid I found on Youtube, who isn't so interesting, but his hair amazes me. http://www.youtube.com/user/OfficialBAMF#p/u/12/XTB0LFtuheo  

Po0o0oooooooost Secret! (cause I'm ghetto like that)

Everyone knows I am a big advocater for PostSecret because it's helped me in a lot of ways. Mostly personal, but I like to share one every week that I find applies to my life. Lately their have been few that I have found, but I would appreciate if you could show your support and watch THIS VIDEO HERE. (<~click). Thanksssss....

uhm...idk..

I don't know what to title this blog today mainly cause I am super tired and not in a creative mood or whatever so let me get to the point here.

So, I have three stories to tell you guys about today and yesterday and they have nothing to do with anything, but I have no one to tell and the main point of my blog is to just say what is on my mind no matter what it is because that helps me not get headaches and stuff from keeping all this crap in my brain. So I figure if I write it all down I can erase the details from my brain so I can make room for other things. If this made no sense, well, it made sense in my head so...moving on!

I try and tell my husband these little stories about my day, but he just laughs at me so I will tell you and if you laugh I will never know so I assume you're being sympathetic for or with me.

Here we go!

First thing...I was at this deserted mall (literally I have only seen a total of 10 people there, not including myself or the people that work there, actually in the mall so it is totally dead, but huge and I wont reveal my source cause I like going there and having to wait in no lines and having the employees all to my self.) and I was just leaving and I usually park in the same spot cause my favorite store (also not being revealed due to people maybe making fun of me) and I enter through the JCPenny's mens department. Well I was leaving like I said and there is this old black man (I am not racist, really...I love black people.) behind me and so there are two doors to go through to get outside so since he was behind me I held the door, cause uhh well I am surly not going to just let it fall in his face...? So I hold the door and wait for him to grab it and he gave me a surprised look and was like (he had an accent) "oh my gawd! thank you!" and I was like uh huh and smiled, and went through the other door and did the same thing and he like went crazy and was all like, "ohmyGAWD! why you be so nice to me?! thank you!" and I just kinda smiled and kept walking and he was like.... "I'll remember you! When you come back in de store I will remember your face! You get some great service dare!" So at this point I was like...wtf? Like, why was he all crazy on me for holding the door for him? Like, I know we like put your people into slavery and stuff, but c'mon....white people do nice things sometimes.
-So basically that's that story...if you have any comments about this you can leave a one below by the way... moving on!

The 2nd story was today....
My car is super disgusting, cause I never have anyone in it cause I don't drive all that much in DC unless I need something or to go to the metro cause I take the metro almost everywhere even though I hate it, so I just trash my car up to make it look like a regular teens car and it finally got too gross for me to handle so when I came home from school today I decided to get a bag and get rid of all the trash and I even spent 4 whole dollars on the stupid vacuum thingy to vacuum it out and Windex-ed my windows and sanitized my seats and all that good stuff. So I decided that since I did all that, I might as well go full out and get some gas too. So I drive down to the BP and get out and swipe my card and it says to enter my zip and I do, but I then realized that my credit card is a New Orleans credit card and not a Virginia credit card and I entered the wrong zip so it messed up and said to go see the cashier. So I go inside and all and there is this cute guy at the counter and I go up to him and tell him whats up and he is clearly in a bad mood or something cause he got a tude with me and was like...."did you put the pump in your car?" And I was like..."no?" He was like again in detail thinking I am dumb and didn't understand the first time he said this..."you didn't unscrew your gas cap and stick the pump in your car?" and I said again...."No." And so he started messing with his computer thing  and got all pissy with me and was like..."that pump is in your car! It has to be!" and at this point he lost his cuteness and I went from happy because of my hard work and clean car to....are you calling me a liar bitch? so he goes and asks this guy to go out and pull the pump from my car and I said again..."it's not in there." but he ignores me and the guy goes out...clearly sees no pump...and walks back in. Now the guy I think suspected he didn't find any pump in my gas thingy but he didn't say anything and then the story ended with him finally making the pump work and me getting gas. But the point of this was....what an ass! You don't act that way to a customer...especially not me cause I am Gaby...fuck! And he kept calling me ma'am...DO I LOOK LIKE A MA'AM TO YOU!?

 This is NOT a ma'am face! asshole.


Next story.....
It's short...I am cleaning out my car an all and I only get 5 minutes on the vacuum for every 2 dollars so I am going lightening speed cause I could only find 4 dollars worth of quarters in my piggy bank so I needed to get everything on the first two tries here and it ends up shutting off at the right moment right when I am done. So I am done with all that and I go to shut all the doors to my car I left open and I get to the front passenger side and BAM! A stink bug! So I get nervous cause bugs are...gross...and I just got done with the vacuum and I could have sucked it up then and I am all out of quarters. My car is clean here people and I need to figure this out before he flies somewhere else and I lose him and then I go to drive somewhere and he like trys to attack me or something. So I look around at all the things I have in my car that could capture it which isn't much cause I just cleaned it out and I see a V8 Splash bottle and I go empty it out and come back cause I am thinking I am a genius and am going to capture it in this bottle here, but I edge towards it and came to the decision that I am going to have to find something a lot longer to get this thing with than this bottle cause I am getting to close and it could fly in my face. So I have a notebook in my car and I throw it at that but it misses and the stupid thing crawls right on top of my notebook. So I grab my GPS and throw it at that but it misses again and so I fish it back by the cord and try again and finally it squishes it, but now I have a dead bug in my car and it's guts are on my newly cleaned car carpet thing. So I tear a page out of my notebook and scoop it up and then I had to 409 the carpet...the end.


Thanks for listening to my pointless-ness. Have a good weekend.

(comment at the bottom!)

Spring Break 2010

Heeeeeey.

Okayz, so, it was Spring Break so I spent no time on the computer, and also sadly taking minimal pictures as well. I was super busy, but I did manage to take some pictures. First off, last time I was home for break I took a picture of me and I had some of my dogs around and I got a bunch of e-mails asking me how many dogs I have...

the answer people is...........a lot. My mom is a crazy dog lady and we shall count how many I actually have...Okay here we go::

 This is Teddy Bear Carr....aka Bear....originally named Crispy until my siblings forced me to change it when I was in 2nd grade.

 This is Lacy Marie Carr....she is twin to Bear.

Ebony Rose Carr

(my dog) Zoe Scout Carr. I was reading To Kill A Mocking Bird when I got her and that's where her middle name came from.

Echo Cardiogram Carr. Zoe had babies 2 years ago and we kept one of them (this is her). At the time I wanted to be a doctor, so that's where I got her name from.(If you didn't get that reference, an echo cardiogram is a type of machine used in hospitals for stuff...)

Joseph Reynolds Carr. Aka Joey.

This is Jude Alexander Carr. I have a bunch of different names for him cause I yam weird like that. So, aka Judice, Juniper, Judie, JuJu...JuJu Bee. He likes them all!

 This is Buttons (no middle name) Carr ... (and my grammy). Hes a Chinese dog. We saved him from the sausage factory...

 And finally, this is Beaux (no middle name) Carr. Also saved from the sausage factory.....damn Chinese.

So, although this isn't all the pictures I took...you now know the animal side of the Carr family. :D

Moviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing On!

Everyone and there grandma knows I went home to New Orleans for Spring Break (FQ pics on my facebook in the Spring Break '10 album) to spend time with my family and friends (duh). I did a bunch of stuff there...mostly at the French Quarter cause thats where all the action was, like, for realz. But even though I am Jewish...you all know we are like fake Jews here. We had PASSOVER (with like nothing Kosher, but shhhh). Here is my Grandma, Grandpa, and Sister at dinner.

Yeah, my grandpa is wearing a Yamaka (not the actual spelling).

We did have latkas though (potato pancakes) but they came out of a box.

And this is my sister Bries doing..... a cookie cake with Harry Potter smoking illegal substances in honor of watching an ACTUAL Quittage (sp?) match at LSU. Like, people actually fly (run) around on broomsticks with a giant deflated ball trying to get it though these stick loops while the seeker (a guy with a sock in his pocket) is being chased around the field. Good times.

Okay, so this blog is all over the place so imma wrap it up an say that a lot of stuff happened on Spring Break. It was fun and whatnot, but the MOST exciting thing that happened was....that I stumbled into Block Buster one day and I was walking around and HOLY SHIT they have a life size cardboard cutout of JOHNNY DEPP!! Not just Johnny, but Johnny as THE MAD HATTER!! Like, I was ecstatic! Everyone knows that Johnny and me are tight and will be together one day, but for now, the closes I can get to him is this::

Okay seriously, this is amazing.

Now to end this blog...more random pictures! Enjoy.

In order to get Zoe on a plane, we had to drug her (sedative from the vet). She was so loaded that I clearly could do anything to her and she wouldn't budge....so all I had was this napkin..

A squished, dead, lizard between our front door and the panel...poor guy.

The famous house of Voodoo on Bourbon. I got my future read....it doesn't look good guys :(

So, like I said, the French Quarter is one of my favorite places ever and I go there a lot and when I was down like two times ago I went into this shop and they had these "friendly" voodoo dolls (cause my mom believes in the real ones and wont let me bring one into my house. Seriously.) and this lady with a thick Cajun accent started asking me all these questions about my life an all and hell...if someone is going to ask me questions about me....well...thats my favorite subject! So I was talking to her about my life which is always fun and she started telling me this story about Nola Mae...this girl (doll above) who is the luckiest girl on earth (not that I am un-lucky, but if you're my friend than you know that if I didn't have shit for luck, id have no luck at all.) Well the luckiest girl on earth is Nola Mae and she has this super lucky dress (as seen on Nola Mae above) and she never takes it off cause its so lucky. Well she wins the lottery and gives all her money away to her cousins because she is so lucky that she doesn't need that money...

well, I can't remember like the rest of the story, but I know shes lucky and has a lucky dress so the lady gave me Nola Mae and told me to keep it. So I did, and it's with all my other freaky things (I hate to admit this, but my Johnny cutout is kinda creepy, so they're like together on one side of my room.) So thats Nola Maes story.

and this is me Pregnant.

Jussssssssst Kidding! It's my food baby...it wasn't that big, I'm not fat or anything but I have this special gift (not really special) of being able to puff out my stomach after I eat and make it look like a human is growing inside of it. AMAZING!

I hope everyone had a wonderful Spring Break! PostSecret is in 3 days! Get readdddy!





Compliments of LeeAn::

DEAR LORD, THIS YEAR YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE ACTOR, PATRICK SWAYZIE. YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE ACTRESS, FARAH FAWCETT. YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE SINGER, MICHAEL JACKSON. I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW, MY FAVORITE PRESIDENT IS BARACK OBAMA. AMEN.

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Coked up PetSmart Hamster

So I went to PetSmart today to buy food for my fatass dog and I always stop by to see the cute little hamsters cause they're adorrrrrrrable.

I'd get one, but I have had like hundreds and they all end up getting out, or me purposly letting them out in the woods, or ya know...dying...cause I forgot to give them water.


SHORT STORY:::!!!:::
#1 When The Hamster Gets Loose In Your House And Your Mom Has To Call The Exterminator So It Doesn't Crawl In The Wall, Die, Rot, and Smell Up The Place.  

So when I was little I was obsessed with hamsters and I got my first one. I was a teeny little fireball and was all jacked up about this little fuzz ball. Cause okay all my siblings had animals like a bird and a farret and a fish and whatnot and I wanted a hamster. So my mom gets me this hamster and I named it Fluffy and she was tan and lovely. Well you know those like plastic tunnels that you put in the cages so that they can crawl in and get to like different chambers in the cage? Well I had a shit ton of them and they were like all over the place and it was fantastic cause this hamster had its own like...hamster maze palace. So one day I guess one of my siblings were playing by it and knocked it and one of the tunnels fell off and my hamster got out and no one knew for like....a day. So I finally notice and freak out cause uhh FLUFFY IS MISSING!!!!???!
So we all searched around and couldn't find it so my mom had to call and exterminator. Well I kinda freaked cause they were gunna KILL Fluffy here. But she told me that the exterminator has a super hamster radar that can detect where it is and catch it. So bye bye Fluffy.

SHORT STORY:::!!!:::
#2 When You Get Two Opposite Gender Hamsters Together That Eventually Reproduce And Make A Shit Ton Of Hamster Babies That Go Crazy And Want To Kill You, So You Leave Them In The Woods Somewhere So They Can Make There Own Little Evil Hamster Colony Far Far Away.

So after loosing Fluffy, my mom felt kinda bad and got me another hamster I named Ester. Well, I felt like Ester was lonley so I got another hamster I named Elenore. Well, Elenore turned out to be an Elton and helped make a little batch of baby hamsters. So that was really neat that we had baby hamsters an all, but then incest happend and it snowballed into a giant orgy of hamster sex and BAM! 43 babies later.... well, we called the pet stores around town and no one would take them for whatever reason and I couldn't stick my hand in the cage to get any of them out cause if you touch a baby hamster then the mom will eat it cause it has a human scent on it (I learned that the hard way) and then it would turn into a giant hamster cannibalism. So my dad had the bright idea of taking the hamster cage and driving it a few miles down the road and walking it into the woods, opening the door to the cage and running for our lives. I was kinda sad about leaving these poor guys out in the cold, but my dad assured me that they are wild animals that will eventually form there own colony like ants do.

SHORT STORY :::!!!:::
#3 When You Think You Want A Hamster Really Bad, But Realize You Have No Time To Take Care Of It And Eventually Forget About It and It Dies.

So when I was in high school I thought it would be fun to try and get another hamster. I did, and I named him Lahiam....he was a Jewish hamster. Well, after about two weeks it I kinda stopped playing with him and he kinda faded into the background an all and I would only remember to give it food and water when my parents reminded me. So this one month, my parents went out of town and all was gravy until the month ended and they were coming home and I suddenly remembered I had a hamster. So kinda I panicked and threw his dead hamster corpse in the trash and when my parents got home they saw him and I got in trouble of course and my mom made me go outside WHEN IT WAS MISTING (seriously, in the almost rain) to dig a hole and made me give him a mini ceremony.

After this, I never got a hamster again. BUT my point is...I went to PetSmart and I was looking at the cute little hamsters and there was one that looked jacked up on Coke or Speed and I thought it was like the funniest thing in the world. Like, I couldn't stop laughing and the people there were like...omg calm down you crazy Jew.

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Coked Up Hamster

Chapped Lips

Yeah, I have chapped lips at the moment so I decided to name my blog that, cause why not?

So, remember in my previous blog how I said I wouldn't make going to the movies alone a habit? I lied. :O (<~ thats a shocked/omg face incase you didn't catch the bond of symbol/capitol letter going on there). Yeah, I don't know why, but its kinda fun. I get to seat hop and stuff. I saw Dear John AND Alice in Wonderland (again) but this time in ACTUAL 3D! It twas AWESOME!!!! Seriously, the Chesire Cat was all up on my lap and shiz it was supremely superb. And :D, Johnny was so up in my face....it's the closest we have ever been (cause he has a wife an all and it wouldn't be right if we got that close all the time).

This is going to be short an sweet cause I just got back from a run and I smell kinda...so off to the showerz! But I wanted to show yoohz peoplez some pictures! ↓ ↓ ↓  (<~ haha look what I can do!)

So, we made gingerbread a few weeks back and I got seriously bored so I made a baby ↓

THEN I made a pac lazy :) ↓

THEN I made the pac lady eat the baby ↓

Happy new 60 degree weather/ spring time! woot!

-Gaby

Alice, Glasses, PostSecret, and....uh someother stuff.

I recently watched this movie called LymeLife that came out sometime last year and it has 2 of Macaulay Culkins brothers in it and throughout the entire movie I couldn't help but be creeped out at how all 7 of his siblings look exactly alike. Like, everything about them is the same...they look like twins X 7. It's hella weird and I can't help but think that maybe they were cloned or something whenever their money hungry parents decided they wanted another starlett or something. Seriously, go google a family picture.

So, for everyone that has/had my facebook....it's temporarily disabled due to personal reasons. I hope to be back as soon as possible. Don't think I deleted you. And if you went as far as to search the facebook name search and didn't see me (which I am sure you didn't cause thats stalker-like although I do it sometimes, but thats a different story)...I didn't block you either.

I saw Alice In Wonderland yesterday and sadly (not really) I went by myself because my friends are all lamos and either had to work or were all like..........oh my god you're going to see THAT?! Uhh yess, yes I yam and I'll tell you why......Johnny Depp is my home boy and I have never not seen any of his movies. He is my afterlife husband (cause he currently has a wife until further notice) and I really believe I need to support him now, so that our relationship later will be solid when the time comes.

I'm interrrupting to say that it's currently 2 am and I think my neighbors above me are having sex. I don't exactly hear the 'action', but I hear date music like...bow bow bow bow ooooooooooooooooooooooooh, going on up there and it's quite disturbing. Like, I hope you losers are old people cause otherwise that music is not acceptable...unless you're a lonley virgin and are inexperienced and trying to set the mood or impress your sad date. Good luck to you sir.

Okay, back to my Alice story. So it was AMAZING! I love love loved it. But the point of my story was that I went by myself and I went in feeling like a sad sad loser, because uhh hello I was by myself, but it was actually kinda fun cause I seat hopped and got to leave my trash (cause my friends always make me pick it up), like hello...what exactly do you think the people that work at the theatre do when you leave a movie and you see them wheeling in a trashcan and broomsticks? They're not rodent hunting.
PLUS I managed to go from the very top of the theatre and somehow made my way to the very very bottom rows where no one sits. It was pretty awesome. This does not mean though that I will be attending movies by myself frequently....so don't think I yam a hermit or something. I mean, I am....but thats only cause I haven't been in this state very long and well this is a different story I would rather not get into.

So at the movie they gave me 3D glasses, although it wasn't a 3D movie (?) trust me, I even put the stupid things on and nothing happened. But on the 3D package had the WARNING sign and it said....don't give to children under 5, choking hazard. Like, what exactly do you think is going to happen? A 5 year old is going to open it's teeny tiny toothless mouth and swallow giant thick rimed plastic glasses? Let's get real. I can kind of understand the plastic that is sealed around the glasses, but their is no warning for that. I would really like to meet the person that writes these hazard warnings and ask him what he swallowed as a child.

FOoood:

MY CARROT CAKEEE! It's beautiful, I know.

Muhh cheesecake. It fell apart so I just went chocolate crazy to cover it up.

My Lady Gaga cake. My chef was so not happy we did this, but she can kiss my rear. It's my cake and if I want to splatter raspberry puree all over it to make it look like someone got murdered by some cake I WILL.

So the otherday I was on my way someplace in muhh car and my phone starts ringning and I didn't recougnize the number, but I answered it anyways and the convo went like this:

Me: "Hello?"
-: "is this Gaby?"

Me:"Yes..."

-: "This is Mac...."

Me: Long pause

-:"Mac....like SuperMac?"

Me: ".....................................................OH MY GAWD! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!!?!?"

it was hiiim :D if you don't know who Mac is then you have been living under a freakin rock for your like entire effing life. Mac is like uber famous, and pretty much everyone knows who he is! Well, you're asking...why did he call Gaby? Cuz I AM AWESOME! Duh. I did something for him last month sometime and holy effing crow! We had a good convo....he gave me a Twitter shout out. :O

This is him, sigining autographs incase you didn't understand that hes important.

Mac (<~cliickk da link)

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Belated Valentines Day

Hello People.
I know, we are all SHOCKED that Gaby has decided to write 4 whole blogs on 1 whole week, but I have something important to show yoohs:

See all this??!?!

It's my belated Valentines Day present from muh best friend && fbook hubby, William Buster Samuel McKeehan.

(not the dog, she's mine)

He is a procrastinator, and tis why my package was late, just incase you were wondering why it was like a whole month late....kinda. He also included this letter (below). Please note I did NOT change any spelling in this letter, he really writes like this.

Dear Nerd,

How are you? I hope youre doing fine! First of all, I LOVE YOUSE! Lawl. I hope chew enjoy your Eastertines Day package! That is a mix of Easter and Valentines luv. Lolz. So I yam writing this letter a little late because ive been super freaking busy, and sinse I don't know how to make a wedding photo, I yam writing you a luv ledder. You should see how many red lines I yam getting while typing dis! Lolz. But anyway, I just needed to rant, can you believe its almost spring break?!? Its krazy! Anywhoser, I hope you like your eastertines day package.I yam very sorry that I didn't send you a REAL valentines day package ON valentines day.....I hope you can forgive me! Umm....So...SO! I just had a mini heart attack because I accidently pressed a button on the keyboard and everything ERR'THING wasgone! GONE! I was like blerg! ButI pressed the undo button and everything was good again. SOTRY TIME!!!~Then God made Saturn, and he liked it, so he put a ring on it! ~ Lol. Yes, I got that from all the facebook notices that people are joining  on facebook. As you can tell, I am just now writing this letter. To be perfectly honest, it is Thursday the 24th or some such 25th. Anyway, I can't wait for summer! And warm weather! And the lake! And being fat! Oh, ive decided to stay fat, because that's how god made me. Ok im just kidding. So im into 30 rock lately because its the greatest show EVER! Seriously, 30 rock is my Mash. I love Tina Fey, Id tap that. Im seriously giggling to myself while typing this in da library. Lol well, I don't have muchelse to tell ya. I how youre dewing well, and I hope you like (LOVE) your package! Call me if you don't get this!

Love, yer husband,

-Dr. Hottbutt

PS im waiting here to print this cus everybody and their mother is at the printer like wtf?

PSS Your package came with cotton candy but I had to eat it cus it didn't fit. It tasted like green apple you should've been there.

(me again :D ) Okay, so not such a "love letter" but thats my Buster Boo lol jk.

Just thought I would share cause, why not?

HAPPY MARCH!! Yay Spring!

Swimming && Post Secret & AIDS

As always, PostSecret. This week there weren't any that I could relate to, so I am just posting an interesting one.

Now for SWIMMING!

I have a confession:

When I was little, I was watching this tv show on Nickelodeon called Are You Afraid of the Dark and there was this episode where this school was built ontop of a burial ground and the swimming pool they had was built ontop of this murderers grave. So, when these kids would go swimming by themselves, randomly, the dead guys 'spirit' would drag them under and kill them. Ever since then I have always been afraid to go swimming by myself. For that reason, and because I have a terrible fear of sharks ever since (true story) I was attacked by one when I was 13. So therefore I cannot get into a pool by myself.

So, moving on, when I was at the gym, I swim and I get in the pool and there was this old lady kinda just sitting there and so I was okay doing my thing, but then she GETS OUT! Like, uhh hello, does she not know I have a phobia. Like, this could really happen and I could seriously get attacked by an imaginary shark or be pulled under by a dead man. So, she gets out and there are other people around but they're in the hot tub so I swim over to the step and sit there cause I don't want to look dumb. So I just sit on the steps and wait for someone to come along and get in the pool before I can resume my workout.

 WHEN I SEE IT

Like I said, sitting on the steps and I am frantically looking around me to make sure nothing is creepily moving or being odd when there is this TEEENY black speck approaching me. I like flip! Cause I am like, nothing is moving in this pool here and yet this black speck of something is coming towards me. So I like move alittle and it still is coming my way and then I swear I feel like a draft under the water and so by that point I am so out of there cause who wouldn't be suspicious of a black speck AND a weird draft? So then I sit in one of the chairs and wait for someone to come along (which she did eventually) and get in the pool so I can resume my workout.

That is all..

-Gaby.

 http://peaccebaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/motts-sliced-apples-on-go-im-sorry-ms.html

Killer Poptart II

We will get to the Killer Poptart part later.

Once upon a time....like 9 months ago, when I was in high school we did this play in theatre (yes, I was a theatre geek) called A Piece of My Heart. It was about the war (I don't recall which war cause this was like 9 months ago seriously) and what the nurses in the war went through. Maybe it was the Vietnam war. Yeah, I think it was Vietnam. I remember people saying "nam" a lot so it must be Vietnam. Anyways....it was about the hardship of the nurses of the Vietnam war and during one of the scenes they were at this night club smokin pot (pretending to smoke pot. Not actual pot, not that you didn't know that but just to be clear) and they were dancing all groovy-like to this song by Buffalo Springfield called For What Its Worth. So, me, being a flower child an all got totally attached to this song.

I kinda forgot where I was going with this story...

On to the KILLER POPTART....(part 2).

If you are an avid and dedicated reader to Kissing The War Goodbye than you know that once upon a time in August of 09, I wrote a piece (a blog, but it sounds more creative when I say 'a piece') on my Killer Poptart Expeirence . Well, I am bringing this up again,

BECAUSE,

I will not be dying from a toaster anytime soon! Yesssss! (that was a victory Yessss! not a Yes! Yesssss!)

So my sister has decided to come to her senses and BUY A REAL TOASTER! Cha!
Piiicture::

This is a demo, ours is black, BUT my point here is...I CAN MAKE CHEESEY BREAD!! And warm Poptarts!

So, if you have no idea what I yam talkin bout, go click the link I made for you above(cause I am crafty like that) and read my Killer Poptart experience.

Here is a random picture of me when I was a tiny little geeky child with glasses and braces:

I'm in the red. My twin sister is in the blue and my other sister is in the middle.

Since my sister (the one in the middle) decided to thoughtfully tag me on FACEBOOK with this lovely, yet embarrassing picture, I thought it only fair to show my blog readers cause..I might as well.

Okay! So my point about Vietnam and Buffalo Springfield.

So, I get all attached to this song and I am like...holy crow I am so musically cultured (it's true) but somehow I missed this amazing song?! So, I go on LimeWire (I am an illegal downloader) and download this song. Then LimeWire goes ahead and recommends all these songs that these other people downloaded along with this Buffalo Springfield song and it totally escalated my entire iTunes library into something HUGE. Like, I was introduced to all kinds of new artist from like....Janice Jopin to The Cure to Journey....I mean...how do you not know who JOURNEY is?! I didn't. I feel so blocked off from the entire world because I missed out on all this great music.

So MY POINT

I THEN I download all the JOURNEYsongs I can find, cause once you hear Journey you can never listen to anything else until you die basically. And so I downloaded Bob Marley and it recommended me this movie (which I was so not going to download off of LimeWire cause it was probably gay clown porn or something along those lines) so I go rent it. OH MY GOD. People, if you never watch another movie again it will be because you saw Taking Woodstock. I wanted to do Acid after I saw this movie (not really) but seriously, nothing could compare. Once again, I should have been borin in the 60's so if you aren't into 60's-80's music and don't like the idea of the hippie movement then don't listen to anything I am saying here.

True Story: So, I was on the Metro on Thursday and I was sitting next to this guy and I was listening to my iPod whichthe song Asleep, by the Smiths was playing and he was like......oh wow! The Smiths! And I am like...uh what? Cause I had my headphones in. So I shut off my music and I look at him and I am kinda like...oh wow, cute guy hello! And then he looked and repeated himself and then said ...I don't think I know anyone who likes the Smiths. I love the Smiths!

And I was seriously half asleep, and kinda mesmerized by this super cute guy so I think he thought I had a brain defficency and so he was like...."ohhkay?" cause I was kinda trying to process what he was saying and blinking at him for seriously 7 whole seconds (I was half a awake here.) And so after my brain understood what he was saying I was like..."oh my god! Sorry! My blood sugars low, I'll eat an apple and get back to you." And seriously I WAS HALF ASLEEP. So he kinda laughed at me and reached in his bag and pulls out a green apple and I am like... wow, you're really cute! We talked, then I had to get off. So, THE END.