Jack of all trades, master of none…

Hiiiiii! It’s been a while, I know. I’m still kicking over here, just enjoying the heat wave that hit LA recently. Just as I was beginning to think I’d escaped, it went from air made of hot soup to Satan’s inferno. Seriously, this shit is on fire!!

Soup

So, I thought I’d post an update since I’ve been MIA for a couple of months and summer is coming to an end; theoretically, anyway. I’m becoming accustomed to living in a perpetual state of summer/hell (kidddddiiiiing, I love you California). Anyway, I’ve officially reached 23/30 goals with a couple of months left #nopressure.

Some of these are hard to check off definitively. I mean, I’ve been playing the piano, but it’s one of those things without a true finish line. Plus, I’m starting to accept that I’ll forever be a jack of all trades and a master of none.

So, amateur weekend in Sin City was the shit show everyone said it would be… champagne and vodka for breakfast, Chainsmokers at the Encore for lunch, and a hangover for dinner. Seriously, I hardly took five bites of my fancy ass dinner #toooldforthisshit #vegasalwayswins

 

As for adventures in the works…

  1. First, let me just say that I have the most amazing best friend anyone could ask for. She’s the definition of ride or die. We’ve been down since Coolio blessed us with Gansta’s Paradise in ’95. So, I’d previously said that the fighter jet was off the table due to the fact that it costs a small fortune to vomit on yourself while enjoying a view of the curvature of the earth. So, I did a helicopter flight instead and it was awesome! Fast forward a few months and SURPRISE, SURPRISE! My favorite human being on the planet and the embodiment of a true adrenaline junkie – Kristi MuhFuckn Acuff – decided to get us both a flight on an an Aero L-39 Albatros for her birthday in October. I know, right? Bring on the barf bag bitches!
  2. My thirtieth will officially be spent in Cabo San Lucas. I’m in desperate need of soft sand between my toes and a stiff drink in my hand. Intentions were to go somewhere less touristy (and less infested with violent drug cartels), but honestly, it’s been a long year and I just need some R&R. Super lame, I know. Bite me. I’ll go somewhere cooler next year.
  3. Disney is next weekend!!! I’m not sure yet how I feel about being surrounded by a herd of tiny lunatics with unpredictable behavior a.k.a. children. But, dare I say, lately I’ve been wanting to squeeze their fat little cheeks, which I’ve never wanted in my entire life. Like, EVER. Is this what baby fever feels like? Yikes.
  4. My Halloween costume is ready to goooo! Muahahaha! To be continued…

Alright, that’s it folks! As always, I’ll leave you with a cheesy inspirational quote. This one coming from Stephen King. Cheers!!

SKing

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