You know, this week started out on a bad note- What with me nearly burning my Gpa’s house to the ground, (did you know that if you pour water onto a hot, cooking-oil coated frying pan, it will erupt into a towering pillar of flaming death?) But I just got some AWESOME news!

My Agent just informed me that I will be a runway model in an annual fashion show being held in February at the Sheraton Hotel! I’ll be modeling 2 outfits; one casual and one business attire.
Usually, I would be considered too short for runway (most runway models are like, 5’9”) but this is a special event. It’s a chance for designers to get a full, 360 view of new and different models that they may be interested in using for print work- (magazines, catalogues, etc.) I guess it’s sort of like they’re “shopping” for models so they need to see them put on display.
I’m really excited about this- not only will it look good on my resume but it’s a chance for me to really get my name out there. As long as I don’t trip over my own feet I should do okay. J

Yeah, yeah I know this is late but at least it’s here….
I learned many important life lessons in 2010 and for my own safety and health, have finally composed some New Year’s Resolutions based on what I have learned from the hazards of, well, being ME.

*ahem*

1.) Even if it is a neighborhood I am familiar with and my car is only a few yards away, I WILL ask that ALL the porch lights be turned on at night and that I have an escort until I am safely in my vehicle, after which I will DOUBLE check to make sure all car doors are locked immediately. Because, as much as it pains me to admit this… I am a small and easy target. (<= Lesson taken from assault and near car jacking in March of 2010)

2.) Under NO circumstances will I enter a drinking establishment unless I am closely accompanied by a gentleman friend at nearly all times ( Hey, ‘gotta pee sometime, right?)
Female friends will not suffice. Despite there being safety in numbers, I AM a magnet for creeps and someone WILL eventually approach and try to grope me. (<= Lesson taken from February of 2010 and countless times before that.)

3.) When in cosplay/costume, heels are NOT my friend. I can only walk for so long before my feet blister, and they will. And it will only be a matter of time before I am chased and captured because, lo and behold, I can’t run worth sh** in heels. (<= Lesson taken from October and December of 2010)

4.) Avoid Dairy products whenever possible. ( Don’t ask.)

5.) Fate has apparently appointed me in charge of rescuing and finding homes for the stray and abandoned kittens, rabbits and Wolf-dogs of AZ… I know this because they keep finding me. Therefore, I WILL stock up on extra and un-needed animal supplies such as collars, leashes, kennels, small animal cages, tanks, bowls, bedding, water bottles, and emergency feeding syringes because it’s only a matter of time before another one falls into my lap. (<= Lesson taken from April, July, September and November of 2010)

6.) Whenever entering a Wooded or Rocky area more than 2 miles from a town, city, or indoor plumbing, I WILL be dressed in BRIGHT, Neon colored clothing, I WILL have on my person a cell phone, a water bottle, a flashlight, compass and whistle, and I will NOT go beyond 5 yards of base camp without the rope around my waist being securely attached to the waist of my designated babysit– er, ESCORT, my designated ESCORT.
( <= Lesson taken from September of 2010)

And Finally,

7.) When preparing food for others, I WILL await group consensus BEFORE adding Craisins. (<= Lesson taken from June 2010 )

Now, if I can just manage to stick to half of these bad boys I just MIGHT make it to see 2012!

Howdy y’all! Everyone have a happy new year? Good ( I’m just going to assume you said “yes” because I’m lazy like that.) !
I did something neat; Wolverine took me to a costumed new year’s eve party hosted by his good friend “Kallen” (okay, that’s not her real name but I don’t know how she prefers to be addressed by on the web and I’m not about to go throwing real world names around like the common cold and “Kallen” is how she signs her texts)
He dressed as Peter Parker of the Daily Bugle- w/his high top converse chucks, black slacks, a long sleeve blue button up shirt -complete with pen and notepad in the front chest pocket, a hand knit gray sweater (courtesy of my mom), an old school film based camera and his military issued, *ahem* “birth control” glasses…. And a little surprise underneath (get your minds outta the gutter, you perverts!).
I went as Gwen Stacy of course! (Oh come ON people! Pick up a comic book! Forget what you saw in the movie, Gwen was Peter’s girlfriend before that fickle tart Mary Jane!!) short purple skirt, black, short-sleeved turtle neck sweater, knee high black boots w/heels, an open green jacket and hair down in a black headband.

I think we were the only non-anime based costumes there but that was okay.
The reason for our Marvel based outfits was that we had a little skit based prank in mind for Kallen’s brother…. Who, for my lack of creativity at this moment, I shall refer to K.B.- If you can’t figure out what those initials stand for, you need a hug.
After the remaining guests arrived and the Pizza was served, (By “served” I mean you have to answer a question correctly or pay a penalty before you may receive a slice), Peter Parker excused himself to the men’s room while I waited downstairs. I took a seat and checked my cell phone messages before I politely asked K.B if he wouldn’t mind handing me my green purse that I had left over by the fire place… Unfortunately for him, he’s too much of a nice guy to say “no.”
Once he picked it up I let out a series of panicked screams (Poor guy was so scared he practically threw my purse back at me in surrender) The commotion attracted the attention of the amazing SPIDER-MAN! - who leapt down the stairs to confront the “purse thief”.
“I don’t think green is your color- you’d look better in black and blue!” *smacks fist in palm*

Poor K.B.,… He has to put up with so much abuse, but he was a good sport about it.

After that I took some photos of Spidey climbing Kallen’s roof and hanging upside-down from the front archway before we went back inside to try to round people up for a game of Charades. (And an acapella round of Bohemian Rhapsody).

At Kallen’s request we added some more PG rated themes to the charades bucket (apparently “Human Centipede”, “Rocket Powered Scrotum Punch”, “A Nudist,” and “Zombie Stripper” aren’t appreciated by all attending… imagine that.”

Kallen and her very tall friend in stylish white boots were on my team- The latter claimed she’d never actually played charades before but she turned out to be an awesome guesser! Especially when I had to act out “Lady Gaga” and “Michael Jackson”. Despite how infrequently I have the opportunity to actually play this game, I truly do enjoy the acting challenges it provides- and the hilarity that ensues.
I’m not usually a braggart…. Mostly because it’s rare that I ever have anything to brag about… but just this once I think I can get away with saying something cocky; *ahem*…. Naturally, our team won. (No I don’t have a swollen head now, unless you count my sinuses).

After that there was more eating of snacks and our friendly neighborhood web-slinger lifted a few people over his head. I’m not usually one for big parties- surprisingly, I have more introverted tendencies, so I stayed close to the couched and watched “Whip Lash” draw some epic man-lovings fanart from a show called “I’m in the band”. I call her whiplash because that’s who she was dressed as at Wolverine’s birthday party this year, I didn’t recognize her current cosplay other than I think it was from Kingdom Hearts. She does some amazing art and impressive coloring and shading, especially when you take into account the only tools available to her were a few colored pencils and some Crayola markers. Even MORE impressive was the fact that she was able to keep her composure and color inside the lines despite a certain someone *coughspidermancough* sitting down and distracting her with a diatribe about fist f***ing him with broken glass and a cheese grater to his man berries just because she didn’t immediately respond to his wish to reminisce about the good old days of parties past… How this warranted such an offended response riddled with sadistic sodomy I’m not entirely sure, but kudos to whiplash for enduring it!
Kallen and her girlfriend “Ceil” were much less composed as our favorite web-head regaled them with epic tales of his training in the army and of rooms full of male genitals and how, try as he might, he was unsuccessful in avoiding an eye-full. Though, I’m almost certain the two may have been able to keep straighter faces had he not placed so much emphasis on the word “Dick”.

All in all though, I had a lot of fun at the party- which didn’t end at the kiss at midnight- after the ball dropped, Spiderman whipped out two cans of white silly string. His first victim was Kallen but that quickly shifted to her brother- his favorite target. But he would not suffer alone, not if Gwen Stacy had anything to say about it! I bravely risked life and limb to avenge him…. Sorta. I came up from behind and sprayed him in the back with blue silly string.
That earned me a panicked chase down the street, spraying silly string over my shoulder like pepper spray. (Not an easy feat when one is wearing heeled boots) No matter hard I tried, the wall crawler always managed to jump out in front of me and force me to run the other way, only to have him pop out yet again! Eventually he wrested the can from me, (it was mostly empty anyway) and I was left defenseless- save for my new digital camera. In one last, desperate move for survival, I whipped out the device, and clicked away- in hopes that the flash would blind my opponent and allow me to escape!

…..Yeah, not so much. But then, it’s the thought that counts, right? Right?

Things ended in a massacre of silly string up and down Kallen’s street, and a very conspicuous trail leading up to her front door.
Luckily, the stuff should completely dissolve in 6-8 months so she doesn’t have to worry about clean up. How convenient is that?

I don’t usually have this much fun at large parties but everyone there was nice and very friendly, I didn’t feel pressured or too much out of the loop. Wolverine really has some great friends and I’m glad I got the chance to meet some of them.

Anyways, that’s how I spent my new year’s eve. I hope you all had as much sober fun as I did. ( Wait, these people were SOBER?!)