i'm a lame person

i have a twitter account


the reason is so i can quickly bitch about things on the go. cause there are SO many times i want to do it.


i've confused myself about this blog. it was about bitching about places to eat. then bitching about my life. then just a mess of pics. but fuck anyone who reads it because for 3+years it's a diary of my life. and one day when i wonder how the fuck i wasted all my good years i can look back and remind myself it was because i drowned myself in a sea of booze, misery, and ex-boyfriends (wait. take away the plural. there really isn't any plural.)


jackson diner

it's in jackson heights and it's not a diner. cause it's in little india, which i'm sure isn't the official name but whatever. it's like india but really little so there.

soraya is half indian via guyana which still means that her mom cooks curry and owns a sari. (spelling?)

we got to JH and were starving so we ate at jackson diner. had the $9.95 buffet. it was pretty good. but then again how can anything spicy, salty, and stinky NOT be good?

i ordered fresh iced tea. ya, fresh from a canister of powdered ice tea mix. it was definitely someplace to try.it's nice to get out of manhattan (and brooklyn).

it was good. the rest of the day was super fun. shopping for outfits for soraya's indian themed 30th bday party. which was the last time i've had alcohol. i;m serious. at the 2 week mark.

oh no wait. scratch that. it was after my friends wedding in mexico in a town that is apparently the birth place of micheladas that marked the end.