burn baby burn

this morning I woke up in Ashley's room and realized that all of my personal belongings were in Emily's car- clothes, toothbrush, hamster, portfolio, underwear. I looked at Ashley sleeping and recalled the moment at 4 am when they had turned the electricity back on with a LOUD bang and Ashley grabbed me and started screaming. I'd slept in his room to assure myself "If I'm gonna burn alive tonight someone's going with me". At 2 am I woke up to someone stumbling around the pool and then coming to the open sliding glass door. I woke with a gasp of dread that I was about to be evacuated, again, but it was just David looking for the keys to the van. "Sorry guys! Looks like they got the fire under control" he said, helicopter flying low overhead. "I went down the street to my friends, I opened the trunk and it was just cats and records everywhere" reminding me of the recent birth of the cutest 5 kittens ever and his two cats Sneech and Snooch. I love these boys for keeping me safe.

Emily took my hamster over to Colins where tiny Jenny Garth was taken out and played with which was probably kind of scary and exciting for her. This morning when Emily picked me up we unloaded the car and I rehung all my clothes. "I was really scared when they were evacuating us, all the red and fire engines and stuff" I said as I put my room back together, pulling out random things Emily had packed as my "unburnables"- these consisted of a signed copy of "less than zero", "faeries" by Brian Froud (also signed...and embaressing) "Real life real Spice" biography of the Spice girls (I don't even know where she found that) some really AWFUL elementary pics, tarot cards (would have come in real handy), portfolio (thank God for Emily), and- dun dun dun- my senior High School yearbook...

...which should have been left in a fire the day it was printed.

"hey Kim, great having you in science class. Crumpets and tea!! Have a great summer!"

No really, I will.

ben mackenzie and how much I suck

so Im sitting here, typing and it's like 7 30 and I realize that my love life has literally fizzled down to one man and he is only real for about 3 and a half hours where I watch an entire disk from the first season of the OC. My other man is a drug addict and plastered to my bedroom wall and hes engaged to the most beautiful woman in the world. This leaves me at a lousy 0. Needless to say I have a lot of time on my hands to "think" in other words freak out and not sleep until 3am because god forbid my mind stop churning with things I "need to do"or the thought that "I have cancer". If I do have something serious wrong with me I guess I will find out at the doctor tommorow because these are things you do when you're "single" or "in a TV relationship" you book emergency appointments and stay up all night wondering how on earth you gained weight when you haven't eaten anything and why do you keep getting colds. Then remember you eat all the time.
Or you get crazy with your best friend and start treating her like she's your boyfriend due to lack of actual stimulating relationship conversation and that turns out bad because shes got a boyfriend and you're actually just talking her ear off and she can't wait to go and see him because PHEW what a relief. This is my life. Im glad that things are like this right now though. No one tells me what to do or more importantly what NOT to do like "Kim you better lay off those percoset, dont you think you've had enough?" As I lazily smile gliding through the crowds at coachella 10 pills into the show. Or "dont you think watching american idle for 6 hours straight is a little unhealthy?" NO I DON'T. Infact I like it. Bring on the addictions. When I was with Michael I actually became so bored in the relationship that I began playing "sims" late night. I watched one tree hill, drooled over chad michael murray and played sims until 3 am. I went to bed at night wondering what new piece of furniture I would add to their house tommorow. It was that point that I call now "the get out while you can" point. Which I am on my way towards as I currently type.

So if you wanna set me up on any blind dates or tell me of some really interesting ways to distract myself please, go ahead! Im listening and Im definatley not going anywhere.

boys who play guitar

This afternoon we returned from Coachella worn out of course just a little. I drifted in and out of sleep in the car dreaming of how we sat laughing on top of Ashleys van listening to loud 70's music. I;ve gotten to that point in a breakup where you completley forget what the person looks like or smells like or sounds like and you aren't sad anymore. But I am full crush proof at this point finding it hard to develope interest in anything except work. Im thinking this is a good thing. There are just so many silly dorky boys you dont even realize it until youre single enought to see. Its so hot in my room my shirt is sticking to my back and it is gross. The graveyard movies start again this weekend, theyalways mark the beginning of summer the beginning of new things and happiness and swimming and smiles mark the beginning of boys who play guitar. I hope I meet a boy who shoots archery this summer and takes lots of photos and likes to watch the discovery channel or animal planet. I wouldnt mind doing archery and maybe going for a swim in a lake. That would be nice. I want to lose 10 pounds but i think wanting that is a little ridiculous like paris hilton wanting a more expensive car sort of thing. Im happy with what I have. I miss Kelsey.

My mother isnt moving Im over joyed!

Ashley and Adarsha and I sat up front of his van hauling down the open road in Palm Springs. Ashley lost Jael at the concert with all the drugs but he had her ticket. She was getting recognized too much from top model and was wearing a wig and we ran all over looking for her but were not lucky enough to find her.

Adarsha showed me many sides Id never seen and I enjoyed them all and Petecia did a funny dance in front of me at the air show. Pantea let me sleep on their circle couch.

I miss work. Im glad to be home. I love my friends. I love you all I had the BEST weekend.

bring on the boys and their instruments I so need to kiss lots of them.

why the desert gets SO hot.

I fall in love at festivals. It's unfortunate because I always have to return to reality.
We discovered that to get into coachella you don't have to spend any money on tickets at all- especially when Alessandra Ambrosia is with you...