Good food is good food, no matter who makes it.

So, rjenna and I decided randomly that we (I) wanted to bake a lasagna. So we went and bought all the materials (produce), and I began to construct a tasty meal. Then rjenna decided that SHE wanted to make a lasagna and pushed me out of the way. Knowing that my way is always better. Here are the results.

She loves it.

It looks delicious.

I love it, but I add more to mine.

Then we take the leftovers to Scoop who REALLY likes it. He likes it so much he lets me paint his toe nails, paint it black! Booya!

Then we go out and have a blurry time and I come home and brush my teeth then pass out. What are blackouts good for if not making you drunkenly brush your teeth with a friend in a photo?

Redding Trip

I finally got to stop here and take pictures, thank you Holls. This is an old shut down (obviously) mine.

This is some cold ass water.

More mine pictures.

I made a circle rainbow on the curtain! I am adorable.

Holls made some friends and then later got the creeps from the lady on the right. She gets really paranoid all the time. I spent the night talking to the man, what can I say I have a lot in common with old men. Lame.

I have decided to not post the picture of Holls singing karaoke, which was some Taylor Swift song in which I had no idea what that was, so she was flying solo. Haha and not well I may add.

the munchies

I was just discussing this the other day with my friend Ash. We have come to the conclusion that drunk munchies are so much worse than pot munchies. here is why: when you drink and get hungry (which you always do), you don't just want a snack, you want a full blown meal, four courses at that. when you smoke and get hungry a bag of chips, a couple of cookies, or a candy bar will easily satisfy that annoying requirement for food.

One time, at two in the morning, we actually went to the garden to pick jalapenos in order to make ourselves some poppers. how insane is that? we had flashlights. we had scissors. we were drunk. we watched cartoons. we passed out. I think you get the just of the story.

what do you think? drunk vs high munchies, which is worse?

CNA Test

Well, I apparently can't "fake it to make it." I am thinking that I failed that piece of shit test, well at least the skills portion. Which is stupid because I couldn't get this guys blood pressure and possibly ended up making up a number. It is not cool because I can totally take blood pressure. I just did it perfectly yesterday. WTF universe. WTF?

We will find out in a couple days if we passed or not. Until then here are some pics of the night before.

Zeee!

A pathetic attempt at dancing to a janky little alarm radio.

Quarters!

A make-shift ice chest! Hotels are the best.

Xmas Part Won

What does Christmas and a cat at the beach have in common? (See bottom to find answer)

I am putting a star on the top of the tree.

Boo!
This is the same stocking that I have ever had. My granny made it for me. It is cute.
The finished product.
Sandy Claws. (Zing!)

Stay tuned for more xmas time fun and more lame Rachelness.

We're fucked.

So we are playing Crash 3 tonight and trying to beat some fucking levels and its hard as shitting hell. So we finally make it almost to the end when Ashlea dies and I am about to take the controller and we have a static reaction and shock the hell out of the controller and now it won't work. We have three controllers and a memory card and nothing will work. Ashlea is shocked that we shocked it to not work. And frankly so am I. WTF. Obviously the universe doesn't want us to play crash. Well guess what universe, fuck you too. Fuck you. And we aren't even watching Monday Night football. At least both the Dolphins and the Giants won yesterday Booya! Pats and Cowboys can suck it. Thats at least one good thing to come of this.

This is the face of disappointment.

This is the mess we made trying to get that damn thing to work....

Ol' Hallow's Eve

So this is me before I went down to meet m friends. Just testing out the ol' Vamp teeth.

OMG, kitten is so cute. He was sleeping in my armor.

Wiggles came out to play for an instant.

This is my mad hopping skills

Me and the girls.

Happy Halloween!

Foosball!!!

The two-step, behold.

These are the fake fake vamp teeth.

Do it! At the party.

Lesbain-latino bar....not really.

Guns and guns...hey I am a cowboy.

I did his amazing hair! Booya!

Us in a bathroom. Aren't we cute.

Me the day after. I am still a cowboy and unlike some others I am not hungover. :)