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I make myself leave the house when it’s time to get work done, because I get next to nothing accomplished when I sit in my house all day. I need to be away from my household distractions and in the company of other people trying to get shit done.

My normal work space is the local Starbucks, and although the one on Crenshaw and Coliseum is within walking distance of my house, I prefer to go to the new one near USC, because it’s a lot more clean, quiet and structured.

The Crenshaw Starbucks is like a daytime club; the Expo/Fig Starbucks is like a library that allows us to have our food and drinks and occasionally plays good music.

Anyway, with all my Starbucks visits and Starbucks gift cards, I managed to move myself up to the Green level in Starbucks rewards which means that all of my refills while I am in the shop are free.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is #Winning

 

I’m not sorry if pictures of my nephew start to get on your nerves; he’s gorgeous

Some shots and an auto-awesome from yesterday.

Pumpkin in his swing looking precious

Pumpkin in his swing looking precious

 

Pumpkin in my lap looking even more precious

Pumpkin in my lap looking even more precious

 

a selection of poses courtesy of Google's Auto-Awesome

a selection of poses courtesy of Google’s Auto-Awesome

 

 

I had an amazingly productive day today. January is mapped out on my calendar ans is full of networking and coworking all around Los Angeles There is still room in the calendar for socializing and living, but I’ve dedicated the biggest chunks to furthering my vision for 2014.

This feels good.

in the beginning, there was a blank slate…

The types of resolutions I made going into this new year weren’t the typical ones I’ve made in years past. Sure, I want to get healthier and improve my overall sense of well-being, but the central theme of my 2014 resolutions is creation.

I have a vision of where I want life to be when this year ends, and I have a list of tasks that are going to get me to that place.

The first of these is to do more showing and a lot less telling, and that is where this new book of my life comes in.

I hope you enjoy it.

photo credit: Word Porn Facebook Page

You were mostly good to me; goodbye, 2013

A great many things happened to me in 2013. Some good. Some not so good. Some awful. I wouldn’t change any part of this journey, because it has led me to this very moment. I dealt with the bad; I want to celebrate the good.

Pumpkin and his mommy on Christmas Day, 2013

Pumpkin and his mommy on Christmas Day, 2013

The arrival of my newest nephew, Pumpkin, is one of the great highlights of my year. I love this little old man so very much. From the top of his soft little head, all the way across that smoochable face with the chubby jowls and multiple chins; his baby fingers and his fat little feet. He is perfection personified, and I couldn’t be happier to have him call me Titi (when he finally talks).
2013 brought a few new people into my life, like the beautiful Kristina, pictured above. I am so thankful for her.

My first freelance assignment was front page, above the fold.

I spent quality time with people I love to have fun with.

We laughed and smiled a lot.


Sometimes we were downright silly.



My mom and dad did a lot to remind me that I am loved and valued and have a purpose. I am so grateful for that.

My brother is still my little brother in all the important ways, and that is cool with me.

There are many things, feelings, people, habits and thoughts that I will leave behind in 2013, but what I carry forward into 2014 starts on a foundation of love and understanding

Happy New Year to all of you.

I’m now feeling like I should not have read all of those reviews of  The Wolf of Wall Street prior to seeing it. I now have all these weird expectations about it that weren’t there before. I’m worried about watching this with my parents and nephew being awkward.

My Instagram video cover is the picture Lamont and I took on New Year’s. The number one picture in the video (by likes) is the picture I took of my parents on Mother’s Day at the Penthouse at the Huntley. 

 

What’s in a name?

My name is Monique Judge.

My mother said she was going to name me Tiffany Janine. I don’t think Tiffany is a bad name; my best friend is a Tiffanny, and she is one of the most awesome people I know, so if we ended up having homophonic names, that probably would have made us cooler as friends. People could refer to us as the Tiffannies, and we’d be these awesome superheroes with fabulous wardrobes and lots and lots of purses.

Alas, my mother instead played ghetto bingo and picked my name out of a bag that her coworkers had put suggestions in. All throughout elementary school, I was one of two girls named Monique in my class. Annoying.

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I am actually trolling Camayak right now, like it’s a social networking site or something. From the comment feed, I can see that Jessica is active in it as well, and so we’ve basically turned the comments into a chat room as we go through and turn pitches made by Union staff into real assignments.

 

Listen. You wish your Friday night was this live.

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