this is all very strange

I always look forward to Spring. Not in the sense that I only look forward to breaking out my espadreilles, skirts and ballet flats, because I do, but also because Spring seems to really be the beginning of the new year. Spring cleaning leads to ridding my life of the negative energy I'd been hiding in my room and in my life. Spring weather and spring sun makes this girl a happy one. I'll walk around wearing my bunny ears forever, I love this season. It means making sure my toes are painted pink at all time and there's a cardigan around my shoulders, but that's okay.


I've compiled the beginning of my spring playlist. Here's my work so farrrrrrr.

SeeqPod - Playable Search


love, pepper

shit I did it again..

      I'm not an alcoholic I swear. I just like to drink. When you get drunk though do you call/ text ridiculous people? I do. I feel it's the only time I have the guts to tell the majority of them my true feelings. Then I wake up feeling like a big idiot and wondering why I don't have a boyfriend.. haha. Umm.. I'll probably just continue to be the drunken stalker girl who only strikes up outrages conversations under the influence... and you know I don't think I mind... 

It's the story of my life. I have yet to sleep uhhhh... so tired.

miss. salt.

eye infection 2009 part 12 or some shit.. 

a message from miss pepper

there's something to be said about the beauty of a good epiphany.
there's something even more beautiful about letting a few things said to you become one giant epiphany.


I realized the other day that I am really in the prime of my life.
I will never be this beautiful, thin, smart, attractive, ambitious or young in my life again.
Why am I wasting it trying to be this person who wants this "plan" of mine I have in my head to take place right now?

Why not just really enjoy my youth?
Go home with grimy dudes. Drink at bars. Skip class to go to Coney Island. Walk to Queens out of boredom. Dance on tables. Kiss your friend when he says he likes you. Don't leave the house 'til midnight. Take cabs to the Lower East Side. Take adderall. Take drugs. Don't take drugs. Chain smoke. Make out in taxis. Go home with 35-year-old men who don't know you're 19, do whatever it is you so desire to do because, let's face it, when you're in grad school, when you're working a 9-5, when you have kids, you can't do that shit, because you have to be responsible and shit.

Truth be told, I still have to be responsible while I enjoy my youth.

School, health and work are my only restrictions:
I have to go to work to make money. I have to turn assignments in on time. I have to go to class. I can't drink or do bad things on school nights. I have to do my homework. I can't get involved with guys who I know will break my heart and make me bedridden with heartsickness. I can't drink cheap vodka because I'll get a migraine. I can't do shit that will get me arrested.

I can't behave like a total idiot.


That's the whole thing.

Enjoy your youth.
Enjoy the few responsibilities you have.

Enjoy your youth responsibly.




and LOVE IT.


-pepper

HIGH !!

I just made a cheeseburger, had two bags of cheez-it 100 calorie pack snacks and a gatorade. I'm watching the worst movie ever, A Walk in the Clouds with Keanu Reeves.. how the fuck did this dude ever get an acting job? Serousley this is a joke...

I gots to go..

salty 

Things I Lyke that you Probably Don't ! (but i'll admit it.)

So there are things that everyone likes but doesn't like to admit to. For me they're called guilty pleasures. Some don't consider them guilty pleasures for themselves but some do. Maybe it's because of the groups of people I hang out with or because I feel that these few things I consider "guilty pleasures" I should feel guilty for liking for some reason. Anyways I'm coming clean. Time to spill on what I call my guilty pleasures. And understand I'm not embarrassed by saying I like these things but people give me a lot of shit for liking them that's all.. I hope you understand where I'm coming from..

- Gossip Girl, I don't care what anybody says I fucking love Gossip Girl and have watched every episode. I get turned on every time Chuck Bass is on screen and I'm sure like many who watch the show religiously like me are annoyed with Chuck and Blair's relationship.. so annoying. Anyways I read pretty much every single book and I FUCKING LOVE GOSSIP GIRL !!

- Growing up in the Mid-west you grow-up listening to country music. I don't care what the hell you say but if you grew up in Missouri like myself someone in your family loved country and played it all the time or you always had those group of friends who listened to country. If not then I'm wrong, I'll sot-of admit it but whatever. Anyways I like country music. People give me shit for this all the time but I'm sure they'll get over it. Just because I like country music doesn't mean I'm some twat who doesn't know what good music is. Understand because I like country music doesn't mean I like honky tonk hillbilly music. For instance I just bought a Taylor Swift ticket and I'm really excited. Don't like it.. fuck you.

-Last on the list I can think of right now is March Madness. Yes the basketball tournament that all the d-bag frat dudes fill out brackets for and beat money on. I seriously get more excited for march madness then spring break..okay maybe that's a little overboard but I really really get into it! My entire family does. We have the same beat every year for march madness in my family and this is how it goes... Who ever has the most points at the end of march madness is the ruler of the day. This sounds stupid but if you win it's awesome plus you get to boss your entire family around for an entire day no matter what. This is our third year of doing this and the first year my step-dad won. This resulted in me and my two sister waking up at 8a.m. on a summer day painting all of our outside furniture in 100 degree weather. I was pissed my sisters was pissed and my mother's job was to go get us food and drinks. Wow. Last year my middle sister Karis won. She was the best "queen " of the day. She had my parents take her shopping in Kansas City and I had to stay and babysit my littlest sister Spencer. Big deal. I ended up dropping her off with my dad and I ended up getting drunk the entire weekend they were gone. Good times. If I win this year my slaves will suffer. Go NORTH CAROLINA ! 

mmkay I'm watching the Bad Girls Club so I need to go ... this is intense. 

later!

saltz. 

omg!

omg! i'm done! pictures to follow once the room is back in order... i'm looking at 4 gigantic bags and a hamper full of clothes to sort.


yay!

-pepper

HAPPY ST. PATTY'S DAY !!

I'm drunk, on hydros, and irish. What do you expect? I just fell asleep watching a friends marathon with my room mate like 20 minutes ago. I started drinking at 3:00 p.m. today and of course after getting all my shit done! I watched Leprechaun featuring Jennifer Anisten which made me laugh and laugh while I sipped on some woodchuck apple cider beer Mmmm and then got bored while watching Leprechaun II when it came on and ended up going and getting Spinato's pizza.. the BEST in the valley! I feel I sound so bitchy when I say 'valley', but that's what it is so get over it. Then I watched Anthony Bourdian.. is it sad I wish I could bone him? Whatever he's a bad ass and I'm fucked up so I'll just say I'd fuck him, being nothing but honest. I don't have class until 4:30 tomorrow so I think I'll sleep all day. Nothing like being red headed having freckles and celebrating the heritage! Kiss me I'm fucking irish bitches and yes I'm serious, about actually saying that and kissing me!

nightsz at 9:30 p.m. ha!

saltz

ps. sorry pepz about the password change.. drunken timez my friend! lovezzz

PEPPER'S GREAT ADVENTURE

i am the messiest person ever.
i have class at 9:30 and i'm cleaning my room. what?!!

i'm liveblogging it.

10:30 PM sudden urge comes on to clean room. and rearrange everything.

11:13 PM have moved most furniture out of room, back in and now i have a whole new room.


11:32 PM have put all my clothes in the living room.


11:46 PM all clothes are in hampers, bags, and garbage bags. holy god. i own so many clothes that i don't even wear. what the hell?

12:06 AM smoking a rolled cigarette and listening to miley cyrus.

12:20 AM all shoes under bed.

12:42 AM still throwing out stuff i don't want. i just found my TAP application, my new insurance card, and oh, yeah, a ton of change. ka-ching!


1:16 AM I have to be awake and alive for a 9:30 editing class. This is gonna be a 2-parter. I'm calling into to work tomorrow to study and complete this mess. <3 style="font-weight: bold;">

3:10 PM just got back from class. with the help of some, ahem, friends, i am eradicating my room of garbage. apartment still looks like a hurricane hit it.

3:32 PM bodega break! gots some arizona half n half (tea and lemonade...yesss) and diet coke.... let's do this shit.

3:44 PM fixing my desk and bookshelf and positively blasting Dead Kennedys.

4:16 PM desk now dust-free. I'm typing at my desk for the first time in like, months. not a lie or exaggeration at all. blasting lil wayne with the window open in my rooommmm, so nice!

4:48 PM i now have a dressing area! i got rid of all the graffiti on my chalkboard (negative energy, its real, man!) and now i'm cleaning my hepa filter.

4:56 PM omg! i have a hepa filter! and how the hell did i manage to accumulate soooo many shoes?!

5:44 PM almost done!!!! just gotta make the bed.

6:54 PM totally done with my room. Bed made, desk cleaned. now just gotta clean the living room...which means putting shit back in my room. oye.

7:59 PM done. doing dishes. i also just got hot sauce in my eye fml

HELLO I'VE BEEN DEAD

Or rather, sick. A cough that sounds like the black plague, a fever, unintentional robotripping, I've gone through 3 boxes of tissues and a bag of cough drops, a bottle of nyquil, a bottle of dayquil and a bottle of robitussin.

But hey, I'm alive! So get ready for a barrage of posts!
miss pepper

FORGOT TO MENTION !!

BITCHES DAT EYE INFECTION IS GONE !! 

NO MORE GLASSES !!

YIPPY !!!!!!!! :)

saltz.

obsessions.

So lately I have had an obsession with model Tallulah Morton and Erin Wasson. Weird obsession yes, but whatever. Tallulah is 18 and is usually found hanging out with Mark Hunter "the Cobra Snake". I absolutely love her style and have watched a few interviews with her and she seems full of energy and really fun. I sound like a creep..get over it. She's from Australia and was discovered when she was 11 then started modeling at at age 13. I think she's pretty fucking awesome and would pretty much like to be her friend in real life in a non-creepy way. (last two pictures above.)

Then Erin Wasson is like 27 but seriously looks like she's 23, I want her aging tips. Anyways she's pretty much a hard ass and skates, surfs, snowboards, smokes marlboro reds, and calls Alexander Wang her bff. She already has a jewelry line out which she collaborated with Alexander Wang called LowLuv and is getting ready to come out with a collection with RVCA called ERIN WASSON X RVCA, it's a real edgy, fashionable line. One shirt in particular I want reads, "If you ain't a cowboy, you ain't shit !" growing up in Texas I'm sure Erin knows all about cowboys. (first two pictures above.)

Pretty much I like both of these girls styles and think their pretty bad ass. 

So let's be friends Tallulah & Erin. 

I leave in 3 hours for Detroit/Canada ... talk to you in a week. 

saltzy. 

picture source: thecobrasnake, kenneth cappello, and facehunter

I'm alive, sorry.

Yo Yo ! So I suck and have been busy. Sorry to leave ya hanging. But Thursday was the start of spring break, yippy! I have been laying around the last couple of days watching tv and movies and waiting for Tuesday! I'm going to visit my bestest friend Lisa in Detroit. It's going to be pretty much of the chain. She lives like 2 hours away from Canada so we're going to go up there and drink, party, and gamble. You know cool stuff like that. Maybe I'll come back a millionaire from playing 21, that would rule. The first thing I'd buy would be a personal masseuse I think that would be a great investment. Moving on ... tonight I went and saw Revolutionary Road. It was okay. Kate Winslet was fucking phenomenal but there's something about Leonardp DiCaprio that drives me crazy. He's annoying. I can't sleep. I have ANOTHER eye appointment in 2 hours. I don't think I'll go to sleep. Sorry this is going nowhere. This post sucks. I'll write something better tomorrow. Good night or I guess good morning.

saltalicious. 

RANT

Okay, listen. I'm getting fed up with this. I realize that blogging when I should be writing a paper is not a good idea, time-management wise, but listen: I don't need your fucking sass.

I have my own methods when it comes to paper-writing. If it's a paper over 5 pages, I'll spend weeks and weeks researching it with notecards, whole bit. But if its >5, I spend a weekend thinking about the subject, then outline it and write it in one night. Yes, I lose a night of sleep. But I also usually get high grades on my papers, higher than most people who actually spend too much time on theirs. I won't lie: I'm an excellent writer, and I know it. Once I have a thesis, a theme and a title I'll get a 5 page paper done in 90 minutes, no sweat.

For this paper, I started watching Killer's Kiss last week. I have watched it now four times. I took notes every time. I chose a topic I know a lot about and I knew was easy to do. I outlined it on the train on Friday and I detailed my main points on train today. Now, I am making those main points into paragraphs in my paper. Yes, the paper is due at 6:30 PM tomorrow. Yes, I have a doctor's appointment at 1:30 PM and I have class at 11. But it will be done, and it will be solid-fucking-gold.

So, for the love of GOD, people who keep telling me I'm procrastinating, that I shouldn't stay up so late, blah blah blah, BACK OFF. I have my own study methods. I buy a lot of caffeine, eat a lot of protein and do writing marathons, with shower, nap and dance breaks. I do it right.

YES, I write better essays than you could ever hope to. I got a fucking perfect score on my essay on the SAT. Time is not a problem. What is a problem, however, is you annoying the shit out of me and calling me lazy.

Now watch me set the curve on this essay.

fuckers.

-pepper


PS Salt, I am sending you imaginary buckets of ice cream and doritos right now because I totally feeeeellll you girl.

OMG

=
the new

dude am I wrong here? I think not. Bravo better pick up RiRi and CB for a reality show. Wonder who will start hittin' the pipe first.

-pepper

I smell like developer and I'm crying. (this is a rant, FYI)

I hate when you have shitty days. Mine for instance was.  I'm sure it could've been a lot worse and things could have gone a lot more wrong but it was still bad. I started my day by making my 4th trip to the eye doctor in the last 4 weeks. Thinking I would be getting fit for my new contacts and getting new lens put in these sweet frames I found. Sadly instead I found out my eye infection STILL has not went away! Like what the fuck is growing in my eye? So after finding out I would have to wear my glasses another week I was pissed, yet didn't mind since I had found these sweet glasses I wanted to get my prescription in. Come to find out I can't get my prescription filled in these bomb glasses because the frames are glued in! Like what the fuck?! So after getting back to back bad news I leave the eye doctor with new eye drops and a prescription for another kind of eye drop. After taking the wrong exit the way home it took me an extra 20 minutes, ya no big deal but this is my shitty day so I'll say whatever I want. After arriving back in Tempe I go to CVS to have my prescription filled and this large mexican women with drawn on eye brows, long acrylic gold nails, and a nameplate necklace with the name Maria was a totally bitch to me. My parents had given me their credit card to pay for the eye drops but Maria rudely let me know they don't take other peoples credit cards who aren't there in person. Uh, okay whatever I'm paying you for my eye drops, not ripping you off you bitch. So I paid with my debit card and got an over draft free. So when I get home I realize that the prescription they gave me which cost $70 bucks was the same exact kind they had given me 2 weeks ago for FREE and still had left! Just my luck. Okay shitty day almost over.. Tomorrow I have photo and we are to have four prints due. I have like six done but none have anything to do with movement which they're suppose to be. So dark room "opened" at 7:40 tonight or was suppose to. I get there at like 7:20 and it is jammed pack! I guess the class before the dark room hours stayed in there and let some of the other people waiting for open hours in. The result of this left me sitting on a table for 2 hours with my name on a list of 18 ( I was #10, woot woot!)  waiting for a machine to open so I could print, SOO annoying. After sitting for 2 hours I decided I might as well develop two rolls of film since in the 2 hours of waiting one person had went in on the list. I develop my 2 rolls of film NONE of them come out! Like seriously karma what have I done to deserve this? Come back out of the developing room somebody has marked my name off the list and they have skipped me!! I freak out and am like no one even called my name! So this nice older dude in my class lets me jump in front of him. Get to the projector to print and the film holder I get is full film so every time I print the lines on the film are on the photo, glorious. I ask around to see if I can borrow someone else's no one is being nice. I get to spend maybe 45 minutes in the dark room and get kicked out for closing hours. I got three prints printed and none the quality I wanted. On the bike ride home call my mother because I haven't talked to her all day and I am sad and upset. She doesn't help because she just got out of a meeting and is a total bitch. I hang-up start crying, watch Dead Like Me. Get a voicemail from the camera place, my camera has been acting up...well I guess the film taker fucking melted inside my camera and they have to take the whole thing apart, that my friends is another $160 out of my pocket. So today has been shitty. Everybody has them and I felt like sharing mine. Above is how cute I would have looked with my bad ass glasses if only the lens would have came out..but maybe I'll keep them and wear them as fakes, at this point I don't care. All I know is I'm going to be putting eye drops in my eye ever 15 minutes because I will not spend all spring break in Canada in glasses. Sorry nothing against glasses but I just won't or I might just go blind by breaking all the rules if this infection isn't gone! gahhh, I took more cough syrup which means bed and I'm not waking up until 10:30, and that's a promise.

here's to another shitty day in the books !

bad luck

 saltsy. 

I feel ya!

Mmm now I want some Imo's and crab rangoon ! But Peps I know exactly what your talking about! You'd think here in Arizona there'd be killer places to eat but no. We have no Panera, no Jimmy Johns, no good chinese food, no Andy's frozen custard and no one here knows how to make a good skinny white mocha. I feel like a crazy when I have to choose somewhere to eat. There is nothing that ever sounds good and I end up settling for something I don't even want. I mean I live in one of the hottest places in the United States and we don't have an Andy's frozen custard. The only ice cream place we have is fucking nasty ass stone cold, ew. I'd rather not eat ice cream then eat theirs. Sorry I think it's disgusting. And coffee wise it's just sad. I bet I have tried every coffee house at least three times. No one knows how to make a drink, it's depressing and I hate Starbucks so that ain't gonna cut it. Maybe it's because the Mud house has spoiled me..Peps back me up. What I'm getting at it I feel your food pain. When I go home now I make sure I hit all of my favorite places which ends in me gaining about 10 pounds each time I go home but, whatever I miss Missouri food and I'm not afraid to admit it. Ah I can just hear Modest Mouse playing on the mudhouse speakers now drinking a delicious white mocha and gossiping about the next group of emo "straight edgers" walking in to go do lines in the bathroom..how I miss it. 

robitussin ..going to bed.

salts. 

ps. peps, you and me mudlounge one of these days for drinkz!

"This is Manhattan! You can get anything you want here."

Whoever said that is full of shit. I constantly crave five Midwestern-Southern staples that are damn near impossible to get here in NYC. Here's a list of food I want all the time.




1. St Louis Style Pizza
The cracker crust. The ooey-gooey cheese. The sweet sauce. I dream about Imo's Pizza constantly. Whenever I tell a native New Yorker about St Louis style pizza, they usually gag and tell me I'm crazy. Yes, I get it. I live in like, the world pizza capital. And sure, it's delicious. But part of me just misses those party-cut pizzas....You can buy half-baked Imo's pizzas online for $43 a pie or something. I might just have to choke up the money. That, or return to Springfield and stuff myself silly.





2. Authentic, Southern-Style Sweet Tea
Don't listen to that bullshit that Mickey D's sweet tea is "close" to authentic. That's complete and utter crap. I worked at an will-go-unmentioned restaurant last summer, and the manager was from Alabama. Anyways, he made AUTHENTIC sweet tea, which has an entire bag of sugar per two gallons and is brewed so long it looks black. This I can find nowhere in NYC. Nowhere, because Yankees think it is too sweet. Hello, Southern food is usually a vessel for people to eat A.) pure fat, like butter [e.g. biscuits] B.) salt [ham, grits, etc] or C.) sugar [aforementioned sweet tea!]. Now, I realize that I have yet to hit up the comfort food places in Harlem and Bed-Stuy, but still. I think about that sweet tea allll the time.


3. Crab Rangoon
Deep-fried, sweet cream cheese. Duck sauce. That's all I want. I ordered crab rangoon from this place around the way from me. It actually had crab in it. The horrors! It was sooo salty, too. I want my hick-style crab rangoon, stat. I hear there's a place on the Upper West Side that sells it as well but I bet it won't be like Canton Inn's.





4. Biscuits and Gravy
Serrrrriiiiously. You'd think I could get that shit here, since it's so simple. Nope. Not really. Not the fluffy, butter-soaked biscuits with salty, feel-the-fat on your tongue sausage white gravy that makes you feel like you should diet after the first bite. That is what I want. I will not settle til I get that. Oh man. I think I just gained 5 pounds blogging about this.




5. Velveeta Cheese Dip
My mom would kill me if she knew I was writing this. And I know I could very well make this dip myself, but I can't bring myself to buy Velveeta. Do you know what that shit is? It's not even REAL cheese, it's cheese PRODUCT. Anyways, I remember I used to go to this girl's house in middle school sometimes and her mom would always make it. And I'd eat soooo much of it, because, well, it was fatty, salty and my fresh fruit-and-veggie loving mother would never approve of it (much like the rest of this list). Damn, I gotta hold my head up HIGH. I have no shame. I like gross food. Like this superbowl treat, Hormel and Velveeta. Hell yeah. This dip is like the trademark of Midwestern/Southern women, who are not really known for their cooking skills. Except for Paula Deen. I love that bitch. Yeah, so I might succumb one day to this craving and actually make it...but for now, I will daydream of being 11 years old and stuffing my face with this shit.




My mom will hang her head in shame for this post. I mean, after all, the woman worked hard to make me an educated foodie, with preferences for fresh fruit, vegetables and low-fat foods. But you can't keep me down from my fatty, sugary, salty foods. I am going to die of a heart attack and diabetes by age 21. Oh well.


-miss fatties mcpepper

food porn food porn food porn

I bake so much. I cook soooo much food. It's an addiction, for real. I'm a good chef and pastry artist at that- I just polished off some Israeli couscous and there's a plate of spicy snickerdoodles. I dream of rolling pins and the perfect chocolate chip cookie. I look forward to every meal I cook.

You could say I like food.

Which is why I literally bust a nut when I found THIS IS WHY YOU'RE FAT DOT COM.

Oh man. I want everything on this website. This is the dirtiest, raunchiest food porn out there, and I have NO SHAME.




(This is a McNuggetini. yes salt, it has alcohol which is why I posted it for your drunk ass)


This looks so good that my food baby has a food boner. Oh man, I'm gonna go try to find one of those Krispy Kreme cheeseburgers...now

i'm sorry i'm such as asshole

Holy God, have I been busy, or have I been busy. Midterms are slowly approaching and I am slowly dying. I have a paper due in two of my classes. Philosophy and Kubrick. Know what the Kubrick one is about? Masculine hegemony. How many times have I used masculine hegemony as a paper subject? Like seriously, every paper I have ever written at Brooklyn College is about how men are dominant in the creative world and patriarchy sucks and blah blah blah.


So, there will not be much heard from me this week. Salt, back me up, girl.


lololololovezzz
miss Pepz

Monkey's are asshole.

   I'm intoxicated hard core and watching Mark and Olly on the travel channel and it's freaking me out. Their trying to nurse this baby monkey back to health which is cute and all but they have to hold onto the monkey while they're sleep and it's making all of these freaky sounds because it misses it's mom and dad since it's parents died. They said that the monkey parents died of a disease but I personally think the tribe ate them. I had this awful experience with a monkey once..I'll tell you the story. So one of my mom's good friends Brian use to babysit his friends monkey. Don't ask me the name I don't know, it should be lil' bitch though because one day he brought the monkey into my mom's store and I was petting it being all nice saying how adorable it was when the mother fucker grabbed a HUGE chunk of my hair and would not let go! I was screaming and Brian was trying to get lil' bitch to let go but he wouldn't and it was awful. I was 12 and cried a lot. I'm tender headed, it hurt. Since then monkey's and I haven't been the same, all thanks to lil' bitch.

 Anyways.. I'm waiting for the Girls Next Door Season finale to come on.. ya, I like it so sue me.  Thank god for wine tasting's. May I suggest to try raspberry woodchuck cider beer? It's fucking awesome !! I had like seven cups and the guy serving it thought I was an alcoholic for sure! Sorry this is totally off subject from monkey's but totally worth talking about. I went to the Taste of Tempe tonight bad ass! $15 for all the booze you can drink and samples of amazing food from all over Tempe. I drank a lot, a lot a lot. Wine, beer, more wine it was great. I had this phenomenal pizza I had like 4 slices of Mmm sooo good! and also had these amazing vegetarian buffalo wings from a place called Green I will defiantly be visiting both! It was a great day.  Starting by sneaking into the Buttes Resort to use their pool because it wasn't occupied by annoying frat dudes and sorority chick's like ours and then ending by a drunken ride to CVS for water, cheez its, and a special something for Chelsea.. haha.  Okay my apartment is a mess and my eyes are getting heavier. I'm going to watch Glass House then go to bed. Oh I watched Practical Magic earlier.. I always wanted to be a witch when I was little by watching that and Craft. I think I still want to be a witch, that'd be bomb. I'm sunburnt, peace.

 kisses, 

 sweet&salty.