Yes, I know I have glitter on my face.

Current mood: enthralled I guess this is what the whole Taking Over the World plan is all about. Ana, Angel, Rich and I met Julia and The Boy (Chris) at the Roxy in Hollywood last night to watch the best band in the world spin a little of their magical web. When Rafa plays his guitar, he looks like he's transported, almost autistic in his brilliance. He has this sweet angel face, and a humble demeanor, then he starts to play and pulls you into the wild vortex of sound that he creates. Rafael Moreira is amazing, and he said that I'm amazing! He is always so sweet, like he's flattered that I think he's worth driving from San Diego for, while I'm flattered that he's so nice to me when there must be tons of people who are so impressed with him. And then of course, there's the Brazilian factor: The way he looks in my eyes like I'm the most fascinating person he's ever talked to. Wow, I sound like the biggest 12 year old groupie. I'm gushing....

Current mood: bored I suspect I'm a bit of a hedonist. I gave up donuts for Lent, not because I eat so many donuts, but because I rarely deny myself anything. It's actually been a struggle this Lenten season to stick with my sacrifice. That's good; that's the point. The other point is, I rarely deny myself anything. I am happy with my life, with what I have, lucky to have amazing friends and family who love me, and I do exactly what makes me happy: art, travel, watch soccer games at Spanish restaurants with delicious sangria and tapas...

Current mood: exanimate I am tired of being irritated all the time. I quit smoking one year, one month and eleven days ago. Since quitting, I have gained weight, can't breathe, don't exercise and am cranky, really, really cranky. Moody, mean and anti-social are other other words to describe me. All the time. I'm thinking of quitting quitting. I spent the weekend in Palm Desert with my sister, her roommate, and our cousin. I thought we had a great time; my sister said I was mean to her for no reason. She demands, I snap. We had a huge fight via Mom, text messages and a family conference call. We agreed to stop torturing each other and not hang out. I cried for 24 hours. My eyes were so puffy for two days that I couldn't wear makeup. It doesn't seem like not smoking has been good for me. To smoke or not to smoke? Last time I quit I went crazy. This time I've been less crazy, but I'm not happy. Not. At. All. So Mom suggested I try Nicotine Anonym...