Yea, Son.

Hello hello :)

Things are changing, a bit. A little strange, but mostly good... I'm going to Utah for a few days, so that should be pretty interesting, haha. Hopefully I will be able to bring my geee-tar and show Daddy what I've been doing all this time.

I hate hairspray. After a good, hard day, I feel like a snowflake.

Yo. I think I am going to become this guy's salsa partner! Haha, weeeeird, right? It should be pretty fun, I think, so we'll see if it works out...

Oh oh oh. M is writing me, yeaaaa son. I am so excited that this freaking band got freaking signed I can't even tell you. It's almost as wonderful as if I were to get signed.

Allllmost ;)

love you,
love, me

mariel.

PS, let's have a quick run-through...

Q is moving back
R is opening up, and showing interest in extra-curricular reading
T is singing for something, but I don't know what..
C hit Green Light in his middle
P from the studio hit me up.. YES sir.

Apples & HS

I haven't been awake early enough to catch Saved By The Bell since I was in high school, haha. It was a wonderful thing.... But I may or may not have denied it for the Lost Scenes from the Hills. I mean, come on. THAT is sad.

Dude. I wrote a cute little soulful song the other night and I love love love buttt I hear it's "too R&B" for me. Hm. Dunno how I feel about that shizzz.

OH! K. This should have been the first order of business. Q comes home and goes, "Wow, you must really like that applesauce I bought, huh? You ate half of them!" I said, "No, Sir, I had ONE." He goes, "But I had one.." And there were 7 of 12 missing... Someone is thieving my applesauce cups and I don't like it! Gimme. Womanizer.

;)

But yea. I gotta get to work and stop BSing on blogs at some point. I'm prepared for this 9-5 as soooooon as I finish my Cap'n Crunch. Bye bye birdies.


love you,
love, me

mariel.

"And Then.."

And then andthenandthen?!

That is what I feel like W -being, the World- is saying to me lately. A lot is going on but at the same time.... nothing at all, haha. Kind of puts your mind in a weird space. Well, my mind.

UM, 2am Club plays tomorrow. Ohmyguh. Exciting, no?

Q and I have been writing a little more so I'm hopefully getting over my little anti-creative stint. MAN that was/is frustrating. I am hearing a weird, Blondie meets Motown vibe and I think mama likeyyy.

So, can I just be open really quickly? It's kind of an awkward thing, going into someone's room and running into a condom wrapper. I mean.. considering the 'wholesome' life I live (so I'm told), what is my reaction to that supposed to be?? I don't know either so, I just looked away! I admit I hesitated, but I collected my inner laughter long enough to ask to be excused from the room 'to find a bathroom,' in order to give him ample time to do exactly what he did -- pudditaway. Haha ahh man. 50% of my life has been made up of awkward situations that I may or may not thrive off of... with a little too much acceptance of them. Oh, R. Yea, CLEAN R. Cuuuute, huh? Hm. ;)

My legs are ridiculously soft right now. It's a little odd.....

As I was saying, I want to be great.


love you,
love, me

mariel.

O' La.

Hola, Ol' LA.

Me here, just blogging through real quickkk. Not that I'm busy. Cuz it suuure is 1:21am and I sure can't sleep and I sure do have to open the store tomorrow. OH boy. Speaking of, there is a new one to speak of. R, that is. Very nice, very... clean. Haha, very chill. I don't know if I've mentioned him yet but, y'know. He's definitely there. I obviously don't know what to really think about this one but we'll see what's up and keep you posted.. even though 'you' are just A and the occasional S. Thank you, bytheway.

I'm having a very hard time writing, lately. It's really REALLY depressing :( I bought a poetry book by a guy named Steve Abee and it's incredible. I feel inadequate, haha. I have been online looking at schools and stuff.... also, depressing. I looked up things that I'm interested in and then looked up what careers they can lead to but none of them are or lead to what I love and they're all pretty redundant in their disappointing...ness.

Whoa. I just got added into a category on this man's myspace that is called "Sexy As Hell." Hm....
Two points to me for being the most clothed :)


love you,
love, me

mariel.

All In A Week's Work

• 1 perfect fedora was purchased
  
• Met 2 British guys @ work
• 3 people made me clean Whitey (my car)
• 6 lips were exposed
  
• 5 guys gave me the chills singing "Exclusive"
  
• I've had 7 purchases at Gloria Jean's Coffeehouse
  
• 8 prayers were said for YM
• 11 lines were sent through gmail
• And 123,657,811 shoes tormented me at work.. or so it seemed.

I really want my longboard. And I really want to get back in the studiooo. And I want to work with Brian Michael Cox and Patrick Stump and I want George Gershwin to write me a hit.


It's comin' at me strong, but I'm running from the wind...


love you,
love, me

mariel.

I need a post like this.

I smiled today, thanks to you...

Myspace Counter. Today, you read 73 at 10:35pm and I'm so proud!

Elder McJeez. You wrote me today and I couldn't have gotten a better message.



Dogs.



Echinacea.. I've been taking pills of you to ensure that I don't get sick and now.. well, now my sweat smells like you. I know. It's kinda funny if you think about it, though. Do a bunch of sit ups, get a good, solid core, and smell like a pleasant little flower, what more could I want?


Jason Young. BIG J Young, haha. Tomorrow is your birthday and I wished you a good one, I love the texts you send me in reply to mine :)


This guy always makes me smile. Isn't he beautiful? Oh, that Lemony. He is so talented and he's finally starting to believe it a tiny bit, haha. His writing is finally showing that.

Now, SHE, is somethin' else. You should meet her. Know her. Study her. Haha, oh and sorry, she's takennn! Howcuuuute.

Um, in conjunction, we are the BEST. It really gets no better.
Manohman. Today was a very random day but I got through it. Tomorrow I work again! I think I have a hankering for playtime with YM, which sounds much dirtier than it should, really. I like his energy. I'm gonna work hard cuz it's a Tuesday and then I really just want to cheeeeel.

anyway...

love you,
love, me

mariel.

Finally

Finally,

i woke up this morning thinking of, well, not you.
i smiled brighter than the california skies
the only blues around were those outlining the clouds
the only darkness behind the lids on my eyes

Finally,

i haven't seen your name between the lines of every song
haven't heard you in the streets
i haven't felt this free from lust in so long
i'm looking forward to not seeing you in my dreams

Finally,

I moved on, Finally, I got over you!
Finally, I'm not falling
Finally, you- oh, wait that's my phone
Gotta go! You're calling,

Finally :)

haha, true story, bytheway. I got a crush on you myyyy baby...

love you,
love, me

mariel.

A Voluble Lesson

voluble – adjective; characterized by a ready and continuous flow of words; fluent; glib; talkative: a voluble spokesman for the cause.

Heyyy. So, I just got off the fone with M and I have to say 90% of the conversations that I have with him are educational. I like talking to people like this. Whether it be educational, inspiring, or just thought-provoking, the topics of talk are never less than stimulating. AND they make me wanna look up funny synonymous words for every day words so that I can pose to be as eloquent and educated as those of higher distinguishable levels that surround me, haha. Oh, me.

R got fired today, I think. Uh oh! This means we need a new part-timer. It's gonna be a girl and I just prayyyy she's chill. And if she's not, I will instruct her with the heaviest of hands and get our store back into tip top customer servicing shape. ;) I resent my job, haha, just kidding. Just kidding. Hahaha.. woooo loser.

My newest interests are good at making me smile. I have a few that I'd like to share in case you are bored, which, you obviously are... as you continue to read my blog.

* Music
- "Black & Gold" by Sam Sparro. Really catchy, but more than anything, I want you to listen to his voice! If you can get the acoustic version, ahhhh. Even better.
- "6 ft. Gentleman" by me. HA! Just kidding. Kind of, but really I wrote a cute little song that you must hear. Actually, I wrote a cute little song that I must record, and THEN you must hear. I'll do my part, you do yours, k'peesh?
* Food
- Dude. Hot Dog On A Stick fries. Not that they're really good or anything sensible like that, they are just perfect for the marriage of french fries and ice cream. Yes. Hot Dog On A Stick fries and Haagen Daaz are a good substitute for Wendy's fries and frosty. I make due.
* Blog
- Ok this is not new to me but it's new to me telling you about it because I've always kind of half hid the fact that I was really this nerdy of a fan and this creepy of a person: Tyler Hilton's blog is hilarious. He also puts up videos of him singing songs in random places, but since he's really good, nobody minds. Subscribe! He's a talented guy.. AND he made me pick up the guitarrr.

Ok, can we just have this discussion really quickly? There's no denying it: reading someone else's blog is pretty creepy. Granted, it's public for a reason but it still is like.. a dive into someone's personal life. Because, yea, it's only as personal as the blogger wants it to be, so obviously you couldn't possibly be getting too deep into anything.. but what if said blogger actually shares every and all things and you just are bombarded with TMI disguised in kudo-starved paragraphs that live beneath cute little titles? Creep-o. It's funny you stay. But I do it too. Freakin' blogs. Gimme your blog address so I can check yours out every now and then and we'll call it even.

marielness.blogspot.com

love you,
love, me

mariel.

Are You Gonna Fix It

So. I just wanted to come through and say that I fully enjoy dancing in my apartment to Damaged, by Danity Kane, and I have nnno shame. I think the neighbor man may find it a little entertaining as well..... Whether it be from my performance or the fact that I'm looking scrubby and unkempt, and find comfort in a white tee and boxers, I don't know. Nonetheless, I think it brightens both of our days, haha.


I am going to start putting these up on my myspace blog just to maybe get more people to see it and laugh at my nerdness. Who knows? Maybe you dance in your rooms as well! We can bond.

love you,
love, me

mariel.