Monday, December 26, 2005
Monday, December 19, 2005
What I learned the last 24hours...
1. I should be dating a man who's at least as good as his word. (ie calling you when he says he's going to call)
2. Meeting someone and dating him is supposed to make me feel better, not worse.
3. I deserve a fucking phone call
4. I always wanted to be the "Cool Girl" - the girl who knows how to hang out and not be all demanding. The thing about that cool girl is that she still gets her feelings hurt. She still has reaction to how she's being treated. She still hopes he'll call, wonders when she'll get to see him again, and if he's excited about being with her. I hate that.
5. Always be Classy, never be Crazy.
6. You can't talk your way out of a breakup. It is not up for discussion. A breakup is a definitive action, not a democratic one.
7. Sometimes a person's behavior is so abhorrent that it leaves little doubt as to what to do. The big mistake I made was choosing that person to begin with.
8. Being lonely and being alone sucks. But being with somebody who makes you feel shitty or doesn't honor the person you are, is far worse.
9. Freaks should remain at the circus, not at your apartment.
10. I already have one asshole...I don't need another.
2. Meeting someone and dating him is supposed to make me feel better, not worse.
3. I deserve a fucking phone call
4. I always wanted to be the "Cool Girl" - the girl who knows how to hang out and not be all demanding. The thing about that cool girl is that she still gets her feelings hurt. She still has reaction to how she's being treated. She still hopes he'll call, wonders when she'll get to see him again, and if he's excited about being with her. I hate that.
5. Always be Classy, never be Crazy.
6. You can't talk your way out of a breakup. It is not up for discussion. A breakup is a definitive action, not a democratic one.
7. Sometimes a person's behavior is so abhorrent that it leaves little doubt as to what to do. The big mistake I made was choosing that person to begin with.
8. Being lonely and being alone sucks. But being with somebody who makes you feel shitty or doesn't honor the person you are, is far worse.
9. Freaks should remain at the circus, not at your apartment.
10. I already have one asshole...I don't need another.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Saturday, November 26, 2005
What Color Should Your Eyes Be?
| Your Eyes Should Be Brown |
 Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom What's hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart |
Monday, November 07, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Journal of my life
So after playing "Freeze Tag", I realized I can probably go back and read my journal to see exactly what was going on with me 5 years ago. Hmmm...5 years ago. I was eating at Benny T's and Eric Brooks was in my life.
From my actual Journal entry:
October 30 2000
So there has been several occassions when me, Doug & Ziemba were suppose to go out. Either someone fell asleep , someone ws on the phone, or someone had plans already. Doug went to Clemson this weekend so I called XZiemba and asked him if he wanted to go out on Friday. He already made plans but if those fell through then he was going to call. Apparently they didn't fall through because he didn't call.
From my actual Journal entry:
October 30 2000
So there has been several occassions when me, Doug & Ziemba were suppose to go out. Either someone fell asleep , someone ws on the phone, or someone had plans already. Doug went to Clemson this weekend so I called XZiemba and asked him if he wanted to go out on Friday. He already made plans but if those fell through then he was going to call. Apparently they didn't fall through because he didn't call.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Freeze Tag...blah blah blah
10 years ago:
1995 Fall Sophomore Year - Living in Clemson House with my roommate from my Freshman Year, Susan (and her boyfriend). Was kind of dating this guy Will, who suprisingly is from Polk County and went to Clemson. Found a used condom in the toilet from, you guessed it, Susan. Broke up with Will to start dating a basketball player, who in turn ended up marrying my roommate my Junior Year, Jill. Jack Ass!!! Probably had one of the hardest years mentally. Had no idea what I wanted to do, what major to be in. At one point I was double majoring in GC and Electrical Engineering.
5 years ago:
2000 … Oh the HOBOKEN!!! Was having a lot of fun with Doug and John. Went to the World Series Playoffs in which Ziemba fell about 10 rows down the stands. I was probably hanging out with them on a daily basis. Took John's little brother, David (who was a senior in high school at the time), out drinking. We went down to the local Newstand in which it was the first time we both saw Porn in a DVD format for sale.
1 year ago:
2004 … Living in Dallas. Just got back from my month and half stint in Arkansas where I fell in love with a little boy who loved Jesus. Met J.Lo (Erin's Friend). Probably met Peter around that time. In which I would soon stalk the dog park...poor Ernie.
Yesterday:
Had lunch with Julio Inglesias. Had such a wonderful time. We laughed most of the day through. Discovered more about the girlfriend. Maybe I should stop bringing her up.
5 snacks I enjoy:
chips and salsa; Scupperdongs, ice cream, babinka, lumpia
5 songs I know all the words to:
Ice Ice Baby (Vanilla Ice), The Gambler (Kenny Rogers), Since You've Been Gone (Kelly Clarkson), Trouble (Pink), Winding Road (Bonnie ???)
5 things I would do with a million dollars:
Pay off all debt
Not give one penny to Zack's Tennitis Busines Plan, although I would fix the ringing in Keri's ears.
Buy real estate for all of my friends and family (even if it meant only condos...at least they'll be living for free)
Start up my daycare.
Save
5 things I would never wear:
Halter top, mid-drift shirt, sleeveless dress, bikini, Uggs
5 bad habits:
obsessing, obsessing, obsessing, obsessing, obsessing
5 favorite toys:
IPod, Sudooku, Ernie's belly, TiVo, my Mac
Now tagging 5 people and they are...
Julio Inglesis, JLo, Kelly Clarkson, George W Bush, and Baby Love
1995 Fall Sophomore Year - Living in Clemson House with my roommate from my Freshman Year, Susan (and her boyfriend). Was kind of dating this guy Will, who suprisingly is from Polk County and went to Clemson. Found a used condom in the toilet from, you guessed it, Susan. Broke up with Will to start dating a basketball player, who in turn ended up marrying my roommate my Junior Year, Jill. Jack Ass!!! Probably had one of the hardest years mentally. Had no idea what I wanted to do, what major to be in. At one point I was double majoring in GC and Electrical Engineering.
5 years ago:
2000 … Oh the HOBOKEN!!! Was having a lot of fun with Doug and John. Went to the World Series Playoffs in which Ziemba fell about 10 rows down the stands. I was probably hanging out with them on a daily basis. Took John's little brother, David (who was a senior in high school at the time), out drinking. We went down to the local Newstand in which it was the first time we both saw Porn in a DVD format for sale.
1 year ago:
2004 … Living in Dallas. Just got back from my month and half stint in Arkansas where I fell in love with a little boy who loved Jesus. Met J.Lo (Erin's Friend). Probably met Peter around that time. In which I would soon stalk the dog park...poor Ernie.
Yesterday:
Had lunch with Julio Inglesias. Had such a wonderful time. We laughed most of the day through. Discovered more about the girlfriend. Maybe I should stop bringing her up.
5 snacks I enjoy:
chips and salsa; Scupperdongs, ice cream, babinka, lumpia
5 songs I know all the words to:
Ice Ice Baby (Vanilla Ice), The Gambler (Kenny Rogers), Since You've Been Gone (Kelly Clarkson), Trouble (Pink), Winding Road (Bonnie ???)
5 things I would do with a million dollars:
Pay off all debt
Not give one penny to Zack's Tennitis Busines Plan, although I would fix the ringing in Keri's ears.
Buy real estate for all of my friends and family (even if it meant only condos...at least they'll be living for free)
Start up my daycare.
Save
5 things I would never wear:
Halter top, mid-drift shirt, sleeveless dress, bikini, Uggs
5 bad habits:
obsessing, obsessing, obsessing, obsessing, obsessing
5 favorite toys:
IPod, Sudooku, Ernie's belly, TiVo, my Mac
Now tagging 5 people and they are...
Julio Inglesis, JLo, Kelly Clarkson, George W Bush, and Baby Love
I hate this
I hate this
I hate this
I hate this.
Whatever "this" is at this particular moment in time. I absolutely hate it. I hate that I have a crush on someone I should not. I hate that I think about this person more than I ought to. I hate that he is practically married (live in girlfriend). I hate that no matter what, it's wrong on so many levels. I hate that I'll be 30 in a couple of weeks and I haven't conquered the world...or at least have done most of the things I set out to do at age 18. I hate that no matter how good I do at work, I'm so critical of myself that I take things too personally. I hate that everything has to be a competition. I hate that no one laughs anymore. I hate that I can't pinpoint the one thing that is making me feel like crap today.
I hate this
I hate this.
Whatever "this" is at this particular moment in time. I absolutely hate it. I hate that I have a crush on someone I should not. I hate that I think about this person more than I ought to. I hate that he is practically married (live in girlfriend). I hate that no matter what, it's wrong on so many levels. I hate that I'll be 30 in a couple of weeks and I haven't conquered the world...or at least have done most of the things I set out to do at age 18. I hate that no matter how good I do at work, I'm so critical of myself that I take things too personally. I hate that everything has to be a competition. I hate that no one laughs anymore. I hate that I can't pinpoint the one thing that is making me feel like crap today.
I'm a loser baby...
In the spirit of posting lyrics to describe how I feel:
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park
Yo. cut it.
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park
Yo. cut it.
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
My new toy...
So Apple just announced the new Apple Ipod - the one with streaming video. They were suppose to debut this last year but it never came. So here it is...and I'm getting it!
Monday, October 03, 2005
Do The Truffle Shuffle! DO IT!!!!!
I hate the boy so much it makes me angry. Angry I tell you!! He was such a jack ass. He was so inconsiderate. He had friends from high school up and didn't much pay attention to them either. We were out with his stupid school club and he didn't bother to introduce anyone with anyone. It was like he's trapped between 2 lives: His past life which involves his friends from back home and then his future life which is filled with pretentious people that has no consideration for anyone else.
He was such a jerk! At one point I wanted to take his head and slam it onto the table. I am disgusted that I actually had a crush on him. I don't think I would even be friends with him.
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
I'm having a Felicity moment...
So, I'm driving a good 5.25 hrs to see a boy I barely know. It's not like I'm moving there...but I am driving there and dragging Keri's (smaller due to Weight Watchers) ass with me. I found us a hotel room and finagled my way into 2 free nights using my Marriott Reward points that I racked up while working at Vertis. Don't ask me how I did it...but I did. I think it's that sweet and innocent voice that I send out over the phone...God knows I've deceived a lot of people with it. But hey...I got a new cell phone for free and free hotel nights (not within the same phone conversation).
So, this boy that I'm currently stalking, he's freakin' hot. We've been invited to a party over at his house and we will also tailgate with him before and after the game. So hopefully Keri and I will get lucky, fall in love with a grad student and live happily ever after, living next door to each other with children dressed in Gap clothing. Do you remember how Keri and I have this "don't buy new underwear" theory. Basically, if you buy new underwear, a new outfit, new sheets, a new bed...it's pretty much the kiss of death. You've jinxed it all to hell. But as I was texting Yorkie this morning...I've thought about it and I'm buying a new outfit anyways. My reasoning - it's already jinx, it's over before it began, I rode up Troy's bucket. Mainly because it was all over when I found a picture of him on the internet and set him up as my desktop wallpaper and the icing on the cake is the imagination boyfriend incident. I will not go into detail about that one because it's too embarrassing...although I do like to tell people about it and show them the picture on my laptop...I guess it's like Exhibit A. Oh god! What if I am arrested for stalking and they do have to enter my laptop into evidence??!!! Whatever...the FBI thinks my life is hilarious. They love it when I stalk boys...it probably makes them feel that much better about themselves. But anyways, I'm going to try to prove our theory wrong...tomorrow I will be shopping at Victoria's Secret and will probably have to stop at Macy's for a new outfit.
Well, in conclusion...no one will be there when you need them because you act retarded and have burned all the bridges in your life and no one will drive you home so make sure you have cab fare when you go for your surgery.
Thank god we don't have to worry about drunken tirades anymore!!!
So, this boy that I'm currently stalking, he's freakin' hot. We've been invited to a party over at his house and we will also tailgate with him before and after the game. So hopefully Keri and I will get lucky, fall in love with a grad student and live happily ever after, living next door to each other with children dressed in Gap clothing. Do you remember how Keri and I have this "don't buy new underwear" theory. Basically, if you buy new underwear, a new outfit, new sheets, a new bed...it's pretty much the kiss of death. You've jinxed it all to hell. But as I was texting Yorkie this morning...I've thought about it and I'm buying a new outfit anyways. My reasoning - it's already jinx, it's over before it began, I rode up Troy's bucket. Mainly because it was all over when I found a picture of him on the internet and set him up as my desktop wallpaper and the icing on the cake is the imagination boyfriend incident. I will not go into detail about that one because it's too embarrassing...although I do like to tell people about it and show them the picture on my laptop...I guess it's like Exhibit A. Oh god! What if I am arrested for stalking and they do have to enter my laptop into evidence??!!! Whatever...the FBI thinks my life is hilarious. They love it when I stalk boys...it probably makes them feel that much better about themselves. But anyways, I'm going to try to prove our theory wrong...tomorrow I will be shopping at Victoria's Secret and will probably have to stop at Macy's for a new outfit.
Well, in conclusion...no one will be there when you need them because you act retarded and have burned all the bridges in your life and no one will drive you home so make sure you have cab fare when you go for your surgery.
Thank god we don't have to worry about drunken tirades anymore!!!
Thursday, September 08, 2005
"A ten! I GIVE IT A FUCKING TEN!!!!!!
Right now I can say I'm happy. I have a good job with a good company. Good friends that surround me. No negativity that seems to hold a cloud over my head as well as others. I'm still friends with people that I knew in college and even high school. Not too many people can say that.
The Miami game is coming up soon and I have yet to decide if I want to go or not. I probably will even if I don't have the money for it. It should be an interesting game. It can go either way. Either Miami will win with a huge margin or Clemson will win with a small margin. I missed my tigers. I missed that atmosphere. Maybe it was the honey that was standing next to me. (Keri stop laughing) Who knows...who cares. I'm tired and I'm going to bed. No need to rant or rave about anything. Life is good right now.
The Miami game is coming up soon and I have yet to decide if I want to go or not. I probably will even if I don't have the money for it. It should be an interesting game. It can go either way. Either Miami will win with a huge margin or Clemson will win with a small margin. I missed my tigers. I missed that atmosphere. Maybe it was the honey that was standing next to me. (Keri stop laughing) Who knows...who cares. I'm tired and I'm going to bed. No need to rant or rave about anything. Life is good right now.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Monday, September 05, 2005
"It's our time...our time! Down here."
~Goonies
So I met someone for the second time this weekend. It was great. We went to Clemson for the weekend for the first football game of the season. We stayed with my good friend and old roommate, Jenny. Her and her husband bought this gorgeous old restored house. It was so amazing and beautiful. And she was the perfect hostess. We tailgated with her family who has the best spot...under the trees by Fike. We had such a great time. Jenny got me a ticket to the game and she asked her dad to sit me next to "W". "W"is Jacob's friend and I actually know "W" because we were in the same undergrad degree program at Clemson. The same way I know Keri, Jenny, Cynthia, Carol, Doug and Smackle. So anyways...Jenny is trying to work her match making skills with us and we always keep on missing each other. It's been going on for a few months now. He's actually going to Wake Forest Graduate school for Business. So at least I know he's not stupid. So he would be home for the weekend (home is Clemson for him) and I would be in Clemson the day he leaves. Of course I never really put a lot of thought into the whole thing until I saw him. (God I hope he never ever finds this blog). He's brutally hot. Anyways, he was at the soccer game and we didn't make it. He was at Serena's party but Keri and I decided to watch the eye candy on College Avenue. Brad and Jamie went to that same party...which I should've known dude would be there...totally forgot how small this town is. Back to the football game and tailgating...Jenny's dad was in charge of the tickets and sat us four together. So this weekend was the first time I've seen him in almost 5 years. I always thought he was cute but oh my god is he smoking now.
So we had a great time at the game. We won 25-24. We actually had a fantastic weekend. It was so much fun. I hope to see dude again. He said he would be back for the FSU game which isn't until November. We're going to try to go to the Wake game in October. I hope he at least tries to come down for the Miami game.
So I met someone for the second time this weekend. It was great. We went to Clemson for the weekend for the first football game of the season. We stayed with my good friend and old roommate, Jenny. Her and her husband bought this gorgeous old restored house. It was so amazing and beautiful. And she was the perfect hostess. We tailgated with her family who has the best spot...under the trees by Fike. We had such a great time. Jenny got me a ticket to the game and she asked her dad to sit me next to "W". "W"is Jacob's friend and I actually know "W" because we were in the same undergrad degree program at Clemson. The same way I know Keri, Jenny, Cynthia, Carol, Doug and Smackle. So anyways...Jenny is trying to work her match making skills with us and we always keep on missing each other. It's been going on for a few months now. He's actually going to Wake Forest Graduate school for Business. So at least I know he's not stupid. So he would be home for the weekend (home is Clemson for him) and I would be in Clemson the day he leaves. Of course I never really put a lot of thought into the whole thing until I saw him. (God I hope he never ever finds this blog). He's brutally hot. Anyways, he was at the soccer game and we didn't make it. He was at Serena's party but Keri and I decided to watch the eye candy on College Avenue. Brad and Jamie went to that same party...which I should've known dude would be there...totally forgot how small this town is. Back to the football game and tailgating...Jenny's dad was in charge of the tickets and sat us four together. So this weekend was the first time I've seen him in almost 5 years. I always thought he was cute but oh my god is he smoking now.
So we had a great time at the game. We won 25-24. We actually had a fantastic weekend. It was so much fun. I hope to see dude again. He said he would be back for the FSU game which isn't until November. We're going to try to go to the Wake game in October. I hope he at least tries to come down for the Miami game.
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Ghost from Christmas Past
So, ever since I received my phone call from Baby Love yesterday, his ghost has been haunting me...all through the night. Ladies...you know what I mean. Seriously though...it's strange how we keep in touch with some people and some we just lose touch with. In a million years I would not think that I would still be talking to Ryan. Not that we speak on a daily basis. And during my time in Dallas I only saw him a couple of times. But it is strange...at least to me. I was his freakin' Photography TA!
So my favorite British person...I just found out by reading his blog...is gay. www.alistairappleton.com He is so adorable. I still watch his show though because now I have a thing for one of the apraisers.
Monday, August 29, 2005
Dear God...make me a bird so I can fly far far away.
I love this picture of my nephew and my dog. I wish I had a picture of him sharing his yogurt with him. I'm a technology geek. I admit it. I saw something the other day and now I totally want a PSP. Not only can you play video games, watch DVDs, listen to MP3s, but now you can surf the internet and check email...now all that's left is text messaging and cell phone usage. I'm waiting for Apple to make the IPod able to play DVDs on their little bitty screen. You can although use it as an external hard drive and store DVDs...you just can't watch them. I am kind of glad I got an IPod when I did because it's so much easier to steal music with the older version...the one without the click wheel. And I'm also so glad I didn't get an IPod Mini...what a total waste of money that would be. You can't store anything on it.
I'm bored. Can't wait until this weekend. CLEMSON!!!!
I haven't been to a game in forever. I talked to Ryan today and he's not making the trek to Clemson even though we are playing Texas A&M. I'm surprised he's not coming. But he did promise me a date in October when he's down for Intern Employer Day...just an excuse for former GC student to get together and drink and act "professional". I guess I need to start cleaning my room. Maybe it'll happen before my 30th birthday...UGH!!! Thirty! 2 months. And that's all I have to say about that.
Friday, August 26, 2005
I like your blog so read mine...blah blah blah
Ok...what the hell happened? All of the sudden I'm getting all these crazy ass comments from random people asking me to visit their blog and to refinance my home for lower interest rates. I feel like making comments on everyone's blog that says President Bush is a Wacko or Don't shop at WalMart because they have destroyed the US Economy.
So I'm working at AfterHours Formal Wear...retail business for tuxedos. I never realized how many tuxedos there are. And it's interesting that it's a men's line and probably 65% of the employees are women. I should stop writing about work now because of all of the blog hype about getting fired, etc etc...right Mike?
Nothing else new but that I got sick because I ate too many fried mushrooms at lunch today.
So I'm working at AfterHours Formal Wear...retail business for tuxedos. I never realized how many tuxedos there are. And it's interesting that it's a men's line and probably 65% of the employees are women. I should stop writing about work now because of all of the blog hype about getting fired, etc etc...right Mike?
Nothing else new but that I got sick because I ate too many fried mushrooms at lunch today.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
I see London, I see France, I saw Mikey's UNDERPANTS!!!
So nothing too much going on with me. I have an interview tomorrow with The Creative Group and a second interview on Thursday with Home Depot's Advertising department. And this weekend Vertis(my old company) will fly my up to Connecticut Saturday and I will be there until Tuesday. They're putting me up at the Omni Hotel in Downtown (Taylor Brown!) New Haven. I'm excited. For one - change of scenery. Two- it's a semi vacation without me having to pay for it. Three- I may actually have a for real job.
Anyone want a T-shirt?
Anyone want a T-shirt?
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Friday, July 15, 2005
Just keep swimming swimming!
Dori- Finding Nemo
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Barking at Strangers
My dog Ernie loves to bark at strangers. Afterwards he is so happy because he honestly believes that he scared them away. Maybe that's what I do. Bark at stangers and scare them away. But I'm not happy afterwards.
A believer Traveling on the Mystic River and Wimbeldon Grass
This week I had Mystic River and the Believer. Mystic River - disturbing but good. I can't remember if Sean Penn won an Oscar for his role in this movie. I'm not going to look it up. But feel free to do so if you want to check me. Maybe it's just me. I hated the Aviator...well, I can't say I hated it because I couldn't even finish the movie because I fell asleep every time. But, I don't understand how Kate B and Leonardo D won/received nominations. Case in point, I don't know wahy Sean Penn won an Oscar for this role (if he did).
The Believer - was okay. Not worth the rental. Ryan Gosling was in it. About a Neo Nazi Kid who grew up Jewish. A lot of truth. Maybe that's why I found it so disturbing.
Along with those two movies I've been addicted to the Wimbeldon Tournament. Maria Sharapova and Venus Williams is currently on the tube playing in the Semi Finals. Venus is up 5-2 in the 1st set. I can't believe Maria S has earned over 20 million dollars in endorsments alone. She totally shove Anna Kornakova off the map. Of course I don't even know if you can put them on the same level. Yes they were/are both the highest paid female athelete. But at least Maria has actually won tournaments. Anna Kornakova was a joke.
The Believer - was okay. Not worth the rental. Ryan Gosling was in it. About a Neo Nazi Kid who grew up Jewish. A lot of truth. Maybe that's why I found it so disturbing.
Along with those two movies I've been addicted to the Wimbeldon Tournament. Maria Sharapova and Venus Williams is currently on the tube playing in the Semi Finals. Venus is up 5-2 in the 1st set. I can't believe Maria S has earned over 20 million dollars in endorsments alone. She totally shove Anna Kornakova off the map. Of course I don't even know if you can put them on the same level. Yes they were/are both the highest paid female athelete. But at least Maria has actually won tournaments. Anna Kornakova was a joke.
Monday, June 20, 2005
Bobby Darin Singing a Love Song for a Machinist
This week's Netflix reviews:
Beyond the Sea, The Machinist, and A Love Song for Bobby Long
Beyond the Sea was depressingly boring. I had to fast forward through most of it. Kevin Spacey...eh...I don't think I would agree with everyone saying that was his best performance. But I guess he did a good job portraying Bobby Darin. Kate Bosworth...I can't believe she's playing Lois Lane. What happened to Claire Daines?
The Machinist - poor Laurie (Christian Bale). He looked so awful. I could not recognize him. Weird movie but you have to give him credit for going to the extreme of starving himself for the part. He was literally a walking skeleton.
A Love Song for Bobby Long - I seriously thinking I'm secretly in love with Scarlett Johansson (along with Keri Russell). It made me cry. I remember trying to see this movie at the Angelika but they only had it playing for a day. Sad sad movie.
Don't waste 2 hours of your life watching Beyond the Sea. The Machinist worth the rent just to see Christian Bale (not for the yummy factor though). Add A Love Song for Bobby Long.
That's all for today. I have to take a shower because I stink.
Beyond the Sea, The Machinist, and A Love Song for Bobby Long
Beyond the Sea was depressingly boring. I had to fast forward through most of it. Kevin Spacey...eh...I don't think I would agree with everyone saying that was his best performance. But I guess he did a good job portraying Bobby Darin. Kate Bosworth...I can't believe she's playing Lois Lane. What happened to Claire Daines?
The Machinist - poor Laurie (Christian Bale). He looked so awful. I could not recognize him. Weird movie but you have to give him credit for going to the extreme of starving himself for the part. He was literally a walking skeleton.
A Love Song for Bobby Long - I seriously thinking I'm secretly in love with Scarlett Johansson (along with Keri Russell). It made me cry. I remember trying to see this movie at the Angelika but they only had it playing for a day. Sad sad movie.
Don't waste 2 hours of your life watching Beyond the Sea. The Machinist worth the rent just to see Christian Bale (not for the yummy factor though). Add A Love Song for Bobby Long.
That's all for today. I have to take a shower because I stink.
Friday, June 17, 2005
Christian Bale is HOT!
Last night we went to Screen on the Green in Peidmont Park. They were showing the Birds. We got there late so we had horrible seats. We sat next to barking dogs, lost people waving their chair in need of locating their party, and love making lesbians. So with all the distractions going on, I couldn't quite enjoy the movie. So we decided to leave after about 30 minutes and go see Batman Begins.
Christian Bale is brutally Hot! The movie was great. "I give it a ten! A fucking ten!!" There is one scene where he's getting out of bed all shirtless and starts doing push ups! Yum-mmy! Katie Holmes still got on my nerves...well not so much towards her acting. It's her lips. If you pay attention to her lips, you'll notice that only one side of her mouth moves. She suffers from the Elvis Syndrome. Once you see this, you can't help but be bothered by it everytime she talks. Everyone is the movie was great. The story line was interesting. Although the girl sitting behind us kept on laughing at everything. I hate to see her during a comedy. Anyways, I strongly urge to go see Batman Begins.
The summer of Blockbuster Movies have begun.
Perfect Man
Must Love Dogs
Fantastic Four
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Sisterhood of Traveling Pants
War of the Worlds
Land of the Dead
Wedding Crashers
The Island
Brothers Grim
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Martha, Margaret, Rufus, 1/2 of a twin and Clemson?
So I just got back from the Rufus Wainwright concert held at the Botanical Gardens. It was amazing! He was amazing! The weather was perfect, we had our blankets and bottles of wine and we were good to go.
Let me actually step back a few weeks. Jamie and Kyle (my gay lover) went to see Snow Patrol in concert a few weeks ago. After the concert they grabbed me and we went down to the Earl and saw Martha Wainwright (Rufus's sister). She rocked out! She was awesome. I probably would go see her again. Not a big turn out but she still played like she was in front of millions.
Then there was Margaret...who I swear we have the same mother. She brought up a lot of political views and valid points. Seriously though...I never really thought of John Kerry being an Ent. But I guess the 2nd runner up for comedic perfomance goes to Darrell (Mike's younger brother who is 1/2 of a twin). We picked him up at 2 AM from his head banger EYE-HATE-GOD concert. He must have told us the same story 2 or 3 times. Said in a slurred tongue "The best vodka they had was Absolute Madrin and her name was Tina!" I wished I knew how to work Mike's camera phone...I totally would've video'd him and sent it to dear old mom and dad and possibly grandma.
And then there was Clemson. I had a really bad dream about Brad one night. So the next morning I woke up with a pain in my heart. I can't remember what I dreamed about but I was worried. So I high tailed it 2 hours east on 85 until I got to Hardin Hall. He was okay. Just alarmed and surprised that I was there to go to lunch with him. I got to see Jenny and we caught up on old times. I met her husband. And turns out that we know some of the same people...well actually just one. This guy Zack that went to school with us. He was his Best Man in their wedding.
Well, it's 12:30 AM and I'm going to crash in my bed and watch Love Song for Bobby Long.
GOODNIGHT!!!
Let me actually step back a few weeks. Jamie and Kyle (my gay lover) went to see Snow Patrol in concert a few weeks ago. After the concert they grabbed me and we went down to the Earl and saw Martha Wainwright (Rufus's sister). She rocked out! She was awesome. I probably would go see her again. Not a big turn out but she still played like she was in front of millions.
Then there was Margaret...who I swear we have the same mother. She brought up a lot of political views and valid points. Seriously though...I never really thought of John Kerry being an Ent. But I guess the 2nd runner up for comedic perfomance goes to Darrell (Mike's younger brother who is 1/2 of a twin). We picked him up at 2 AM from his head banger EYE-HATE-GOD concert. He must have told us the same story 2 or 3 times. Said in a slurred tongue "The best vodka they had was Absolute Madrin and her name was Tina!" I wished I knew how to work Mike's camera phone...I totally would've video'd him and sent it to dear old mom and dad and possibly grandma.
And then there was Clemson. I had a really bad dream about Brad one night. So the next morning I woke up with a pain in my heart. I can't remember what I dreamed about but I was worried. So I high tailed it 2 hours east on 85 until I got to Hardin Hall. He was okay. Just alarmed and surprised that I was there to go to lunch with him. I got to see Jenny and we caught up on old times. I met her husband. And turns out that we know some of the same people...well actually just one. This guy Zack that went to school with us. He was his Best Man in their wedding.
Well, it's 12:30 AM and I'm going to crash in my bed and watch Love Song for Bobby Long.
GOODNIGHT!!!
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Margaret Cho
Tonight is Margaret Cho and I cannot wait!
We had an extra ticket and Kyle is going to come with us.
Hopefully we won't waste 2 hours of his life.
Will talk about it more later!
Dancing Whore, I wish you could've made it!
We had an extra ticket and Kyle is going to come with us.
Hopefully we won't waste 2 hours of his life.
Will talk about it more later!
Dancing Whore, I wish you could've made it!
Monday, June 06, 2005
Sam: "I haven't lied in like three days"
Largeman: "Is that true?"
Sam: "No"
Garden State
So I've come to the conclusion that there are people in this world that you can trust and there are people in this world that you simply just can't. For the most part, those you can trust are your friends and those you can't are not. This is a valid assumption. So what happens when you have a friend that you can't trust. Do you break your friendship with this person? Or do you just not talk to them for several days and let it pass? What if you've let several things "pass" and you're just so sick and tired of the selfish bull shit that you just want to call him/her up and tell him/her that they're just a total selfish prick. That will never happen because I love my roommate too much. (No Jamie, you're not selfish or a prick)
Lesson's I've learned in life:
1.) When you go out with a group of friends, it's always nice to buy rounds of drinks. Usually this means everyone will buy a single round and wait their turn. I always to try to go first, not for any particular reason but just to make sure everyone has drink and is happy. When everyone has bought their round except for you and people are running out of drinks, this is usually your cue to buy the next round. You would think that people would know this but apparently not. You can't ask them to buy the next round. They should be gracious enough to offer, especially since they've drank for free all night. No. So what do you do? What can you do but just be utterly embarassed for your friend and hope that no one noticed, when in fact everyone has.
2.) If you go to a party with the guest of honor you shouldn't throw a bitch fest because you want to leave. You should be nice enough to tough it out and hope that your friend is having a great time. They are after all, the guest of honor. At these functions it is very important not to think about yourself because the party isn't for you, it's for them. You should always leave a party with people asking "Who was that, they're so funny and would love to see them again at the next function". Not "Who was that? They're a total prick". You can lose a lot of potenial friends this way. I strongly advise not to be a total jack ass and go with the flow. You never know, you may have a good time. Anyways, you should ALWAYS have a good time because you're there with your friend. In theory, you can be in blazes of Hell, but just as long as you have a friend there, you can always find something to laugh at. Like, look at that devil, she looks like she's on crack.
3.) You should never think that you're better than everyone else. Enough said. PERIOD. (You have to build a period...I'm mean a pyramid) These type of people you should stay clear of. Because when you start to get to know them, they're no better than everyone else. They're actually very shallow and selfish people with very little self confidence.
Okay...those are enough lessons for today. Until tomorrow, or next month whenever I feel like writing in my blog.
Oh and no, I'm not thinking of one person...or am I?? Everyone should realize that this weekend I've watched a lot of movies and may have come to the grips of reality that I have nothing better to write other than the fact that I scored over 100,000 pts in Yahoo Games.
Sam: "No"
Garden State
So I've come to the conclusion that there are people in this world that you can trust and there are people in this world that you simply just can't. For the most part, those you can trust are your friends and those you can't are not. This is a valid assumption. So what happens when you have a friend that you can't trust. Do you break your friendship with this person? Or do you just not talk to them for several days and let it pass? What if you've let several things "pass" and you're just so sick and tired of the selfish bull shit that you just want to call him/her up and tell him/her that they're just a total selfish prick. That will never happen because I love my roommate too much. (No Jamie, you're not selfish or a prick)
Lesson's I've learned in life:
1.) When you go out with a group of friends, it's always nice to buy rounds of drinks. Usually this means everyone will buy a single round and wait their turn. I always to try to go first, not for any particular reason but just to make sure everyone has drink and is happy. When everyone has bought their round except for you and people are running out of drinks, this is usually your cue to buy the next round. You would think that people would know this but apparently not. You can't ask them to buy the next round. They should be gracious enough to offer, especially since they've drank for free all night. No. So what do you do? What can you do but just be utterly embarassed for your friend and hope that no one noticed, when in fact everyone has.
2.) If you go to a party with the guest of honor you shouldn't throw a bitch fest because you want to leave. You should be nice enough to tough it out and hope that your friend is having a great time. They are after all, the guest of honor. At these functions it is very important not to think about yourself because the party isn't for you, it's for them. You should always leave a party with people asking "Who was that, they're so funny and would love to see them again at the next function". Not "Who was that? They're a total prick". You can lose a lot of potenial friends this way. I strongly advise not to be a total jack ass and go with the flow. You never know, you may have a good time. Anyways, you should ALWAYS have a good time because you're there with your friend. In theory, you can be in blazes of Hell, but just as long as you have a friend there, you can always find something to laugh at. Like, look at that devil, she looks like she's on crack.
3.) You should never think that you're better than everyone else. Enough said. PERIOD. (You have to build a period...I'm mean a pyramid) These type of people you should stay clear of. Because when you start to get to know them, they're no better than everyone else. They're actually very shallow and selfish people with very little self confidence.
Okay...those are enough lessons for today. Until tomorrow, or next month whenever I feel like writing in my blog.
Oh and no, I'm not thinking of one person...or am I?? Everyone should realize that this weekend I've watched a lot of movies and may have come to the grips of reality that I have nothing better to write other than the fact that I scored over 100,000 pts in Yahoo Games.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Saturday, June 04, 2005
I've been cock blocked!
It's not really a quote from a movie but I imagine that it was said in at least one of Kevin Smith's films.
I was invited to Clemson by the Interns. They had an extra ticket to Clemson's Regional Baseball Tournment. I had plans on going, so I called Brad to let him know to get his couch ready for me. But unfortunately I couldn't find a pet sitter. David offered but I couldn't let him drive 35 minutes each way just to let my dog out to do his business. And I asked Rob but I guess he had plans as well. So, in the end I couldn't go. Instead I've been sitting in the house watching the College Softball Tournament and the French Open. And I'm going cross-eyed because I've discovered yahoo games and I've been addicted. I'm going to be a big fat ogre soon. Maybe it's the eggrolls...or the fact that I don't really have a job. Although I do have an interview with my old company next week. Hopefully my PetsMart job won't get in the way.
Blah blah blah...I have nothing really to say...I've just gotten shit because I haven't written in my blog in over a month.
I was invited to Clemson by the Interns. They had an extra ticket to Clemson's Regional Baseball Tournment. I had plans on going, so I called Brad to let him know to get his couch ready for me. But unfortunately I couldn't find a pet sitter. David offered but I couldn't let him drive 35 minutes each way just to let my dog out to do his business. And I asked Rob but I guess he had plans as well. So, in the end I couldn't go. Instead I've been sitting in the house watching the College Softball Tournament and the French Open. And I'm going cross-eyed because I've discovered yahoo games and I've been addicted. I'm going to be a big fat ogre soon. Maybe it's the eggrolls...or the fact that I don't really have a job. Although I do have an interview with my old company next week. Hopefully my PetsMart job won't get in the way.
Blah blah blah...I have nothing really to say...I've just gotten shit because I haven't written in my blog in over a month.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Thursday, May 12, 2005
"Name all the capitals and states in alphabetical order and spell them"
I really have no topic of conversation today. Just felt like I needed to post something on my blog for the hell of it. I've had three interviews and of the 3, one rejection. And it was a company that I wasn't even interested in. Especially since I had to tell the facility/hiring manager the purpose and uses of Quark and Photoshop...maybe it had to do with the fact that I quoted Clueless in my interview. Oh well. My life has become a complete bore. No new encounters unless they're through Jamie or Mike. Jamie's friends from Miami did come up to visit last weekend and we had a great time. People complain too much. I guess so do I...just the fact I don't have a job is a huge portion of my complaints.
I was reading about Google and how they have Bill Gates squirming in his seat. I don't know why I brought that up...they're just visionaries and the best part is that they're technology visionaries. I have nothing more to say. Stop complaining about your life because they are thousands of people out there that have it worse.
I was reading about Google and how they have Bill Gates squirming in his seat. I don't know why I brought that up...they're just visionaries and the best part is that they're technology visionaries. I have nothing more to say. Stop complaining about your life because they are thousands of people out there that have it worse.
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
I Have A Bad Feeling About This...
~Star Wars...all of them
So this past weekend, I think we watched at least 10 movies. It was definitely a much needed "movie weekend". We definitely made it a Blockbuster Weekend…well, almost a Blockbuster Week. We basically locked ourselves in the house…except for on Sunday…and watched movies.
We started off the weekend on Saturday Morning with Spanglish. Jamie didn’t want to watch it, but Keri and I made him. And it turns out, all of us quite enjoyed it. I liked it so much that I may buy it…after I get a job. Then we watched Episode II - Attack of the Clones…mainly because we have this thing for Hayden Christiansen. He’s so HOT! Then, after going to a party (vat is jello?) and eating pot brownies we decided to finish the night with Maniac. That was such a crazy movie that it made the pot in my brownies kick in. I was feeling WEIRD. So I decided to hit the hay after the 3rd killing…I believe he killed some ‘ho in a black leotard.
Sunday…after sleeping in until 11AM, and after clogging up both bathrooms in the house, we went to go see Amityville. That movie was scary as shit. At one point I was literally sitting in Mike’s Lap because I so freakin’ scared. And it didn’t help that Jamie was turned on by Ryan Reynold's Bodacious Body, which was worth the scare. We then snuck into Kung Fu Hustle, mainly so we wouldn’t be so freaked out because of Amityville. That was such a great movie. Even Keri liked it, even though she didn’t want to see it. And I now have a Halloween Costume. After spending a good four hours at the movie theatre, we come home to yet again pop in another Netflix movie. This time it was Day After Tomorrow. Even though Jamie and I have seen it, we have this thing for Jake Gyllenhall.
Hmmm…this is starting to be a trend for us.
Spanglish - Adam Sandler
Star Wars - Hayden Christensen
Amityville - Ryan Reynolds
Day After Tomorrow - Jake Gyllenhall
And to round off Saturday night, Keri and I decided to stay up until 2 AM to watch the Special Features disc of the Star Wars Trilogy.
Then on Monday, Jamie takes the day off (he was feeling ill) and we basically sat around the entire day watching movies:
House of Flying Daggers, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Empire Strikes Back and Star Wars. I think there was another movie but I can’t remember. Of course today Jamie and I had to round out the Star Wars trilogy with Return of the Jedi. And I have to say that I’m very disappointed in the ending…mainly the rewrite George Lucas did. Why fuck with something that isn’t broken? First, he changes the Ewok celebration song and then he changes Darth Vader and puts the apparition of Hayden Christensen instead of the original old guy. What’s up with that bull shit??? That was a crappy decision on his part. He should have had an original cut and then a director’s cut. I very seriously doubt that people would actually buy the director’s cut because all of the additional scenes, special effects, and changes in the script just sucked.
Oh well, he’s the millionaire and I’m not.
So the moral of this blog is:
1. Stay away from people with Asthma
2. Never trust your house keeper, especially ones that look like Salma Hayek and Penelope Cruz.
3. Clones are creepy.
4. Never move into a house where there were multiple murders.
5. Don’t smoke with rollers in your hair
6. If the next Ice Age comes along, hide out at the local Wendy’s and have sex with Jake.
7. Don’t get involved with anyone in the House of Flying Daggers.
8. Never run for pageant princess
9. Always know who your real father is.
10. And don’t fuck with Darth Vader unless he’s Hayden Christensen.
So this past weekend, I think we watched at least 10 movies. It was definitely a much needed "movie weekend". We definitely made it a Blockbuster Weekend…well, almost a Blockbuster Week. We basically locked ourselves in the house…except for on Sunday…and watched movies.
We started off the weekend on Saturday Morning with Spanglish. Jamie didn’t want to watch it, but Keri and I made him. And it turns out, all of us quite enjoyed it. I liked it so much that I may buy it…after I get a job. Then we watched Episode II - Attack of the Clones…mainly because we have this thing for Hayden Christiansen. He’s so HOT! Then, after going to a party (vat is jello?) and eating pot brownies we decided to finish the night with Maniac. That was such a crazy movie that it made the pot in my brownies kick in. I was feeling WEIRD. So I decided to hit the hay after the 3rd killing…I believe he killed some ‘ho in a black leotard.
Sunday…after sleeping in until 11AM, and after clogging up both bathrooms in the house, we went to go see Amityville. That movie was scary as shit. At one point I was literally sitting in Mike’s Lap because I so freakin’ scared. And it didn’t help that Jamie was turned on by Ryan Reynold's Bodacious Body, which was worth the scare. We then snuck into Kung Fu Hustle, mainly so we wouldn’t be so freaked out because of Amityville. That was such a great movie. Even Keri liked it, even though she didn’t want to see it. And I now have a Halloween Costume. After spending a good four hours at the movie theatre, we come home to yet again pop in another Netflix movie. This time it was Day After Tomorrow. Even though Jamie and I have seen it, we have this thing for Jake Gyllenhall.
Hmmm…this is starting to be a trend for us.
Spanglish - Adam Sandler
Star Wars - Hayden Christensen
Amityville - Ryan Reynolds
Day After Tomorrow - Jake Gyllenhall
And to round off Saturday night, Keri and I decided to stay up until 2 AM to watch the Special Features disc of the Star Wars Trilogy.
Then on Monday, Jamie takes the day off (he was feeling ill) and we basically sat around the entire day watching movies:
House of Flying Daggers, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Empire Strikes Back and Star Wars. I think there was another movie but I can’t remember. Of course today Jamie and I had to round out the Star Wars trilogy with Return of the Jedi. And I have to say that I’m very disappointed in the ending…mainly the rewrite George Lucas did. Why fuck with something that isn’t broken? First, he changes the Ewok celebration song and then he changes Darth Vader and puts the apparition of Hayden Christensen instead of the original old guy. What’s up with that bull shit??? That was a crappy decision on his part. He should have had an original cut and then a director’s cut. I very seriously doubt that people would actually buy the director’s cut because all of the additional scenes, special effects, and changes in the script just sucked.
Oh well, he’s the millionaire and I’m not.
So the moral of this blog is:
1. Stay away from people with Asthma
2. Never trust your house keeper, especially ones that look like Salma Hayek and Penelope Cruz.
3. Clones are creepy.
4. Never move into a house where there were multiple murders.
5. Don’t smoke with rollers in your hair
6. If the next Ice Age comes along, hide out at the local Wendy’s and have sex with Jake.
7. Don’t get involved with anyone in the House of Flying Daggers.
8. Never run for pageant princess
9. Always know who your real father is.
10. And don’t fuck with Darth Vader unless he’s Hayden Christensen.
Monday, April 18, 2005
She's a Maniac
Well, no one in particular is a maniac. Maybe just myself because I've been sitting in my sweatpants for most of the morning (no big surprise). I'm trying to figure out my website...but I wish I had a Mac instead of this stupid PC. I know, it's my own damn fault for buying the stupid thing...and I think I would trade it in if I could. Oh, well life will go on.
It's kind of odd not having anything to do really. Not anyone screaming at you and working until 1 AM because clients need their proofs by 8AM next day and have to fly it to them via airline courier and trying to figure out when the last flight of the night is. And then still show up at work realatively early so I can be there when the client decides to call and discuss production issues. And basically having to think about anything technical. In that industry, something new was always coming up, especially with technology. Everyday was an experiment. But I'm done with all of that...I'm still glad I left...just make sure you ask me when I retire whether it was worth it. My hair was turning gray. Yes, my hair was turning gray and I have to say it had everything to do with stress...NOT old age.
Although, now I'm consumed of worries. I'm a worry wart by nature. I worry about anything and everything. But most of the time I don't freak out and usually I have other things to think about.
So in my Monday of nothing planned, I very much intend to donate my clothes to Lucy and break for animals.
It's kind of odd not having anything to do really. Not anyone screaming at you and working until 1 AM because clients need their proofs by 8AM next day and have to fly it to them via airline courier and trying to figure out when the last flight of the night is. And then still show up at work realatively early so I can be there when the client decides to call and discuss production issues. And basically having to think about anything technical. In that industry, something new was always coming up, especially with technology. Everyday was an experiment. But I'm done with all of that...I'm still glad I left...just make sure you ask me when I retire whether it was worth it. My hair was turning gray. Yes, my hair was turning gray and I have to say it had everything to do with stress...NOT old age.
Although, now I'm consumed of worries. I'm a worry wart by nature. I worry about anything and everything. But most of the time I don't freak out and usually I have other things to think about.
So in my Monday of nothing planned, I very much intend to donate my clothes to Lucy and break for animals.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
I don't want to buy anything, sell anything, or process anything.
~Lloyd Dobbler
Say Anything
So my first official week of being unemployed...without the "Man" breathing behind my neck, checking to make sure everything is okay. Well, things are okay. I'm not use to waking up whenever I feel like it, or having lunch at home, or even watching cable television. I applied for several part time jobs and several other jobs. Not sure what I'll end up doing...just as long as it doesn't send me to the dark black pit of corporate work hell.
I just want to give an "I Love You" shout out to all of my friends. They know why...no need to explain.
Let the man hunt begin. So I went on several singles web sites...and all of them pretty much freaked me out. Although, I am the type of gal to pursue a guy...hence the stalking jokes from all of my friends...but to actually read someone's profile and judge them by the pictures they posted...it's just a little too much for me. Maybe if I wrote something like "just want to get laid" I may get a response...maybe a few hundred responses. But whatever happened to butterflies in the stomach, or electricity when you kiss, or the moment of sudden bliss when you're with them? I don't think you can ever convey those emotions through an online dating search. But people do everyday and people somehow find happiness. But there was this one incident that I was distantly a part of.
My old roommate in Florida, Jessie was a crazy woman. At first, you think, oh she's really nice. And then somehow, BAM!! She's psycho. She quit her job, packed up her bags and her baby and left me and Ivy (other roommate) to fend for ourselves while she got married, pregnant (all within a month) and moved to Alabama to be with some weird guy. He was spooky weird too. I met him. I think the best was when Carlotta saw her at Walmart. But then, just recently during my free time, I tried to look her up. She now lives in Ocala, now has 2 children and she still has her last name...WEIRD!!!
Then, I turn to look at my life. Am I weird? Or am I just waiting for a dare to be great situation? Oh well...the point of my story is, don't trust online dating because you could move to Alabama and get spotted my best friend at the local WalMart.
Say Anything
So my first official week of being unemployed...without the "Man" breathing behind my neck, checking to make sure everything is okay. Well, things are okay. I'm not use to waking up whenever I feel like it, or having lunch at home, or even watching cable television. I applied for several part time jobs and several other jobs. Not sure what I'll end up doing...just as long as it doesn't send me to the dark black pit of corporate work hell.
I just want to give an "I Love You" shout out to all of my friends. They know why...no need to explain.
Let the man hunt begin. So I went on several singles web sites...and all of them pretty much freaked me out. Although, I am the type of gal to pursue a guy...hence the stalking jokes from all of my friends...but to actually read someone's profile and judge them by the pictures they posted...it's just a little too much for me. Maybe if I wrote something like "just want to get laid" I may get a response...maybe a few hundred responses. But whatever happened to butterflies in the stomach, or electricity when you kiss, or the moment of sudden bliss when you're with them? I don't think you can ever convey those emotions through an online dating search. But people do everyday and people somehow find happiness. But there was this one incident that I was distantly a part of.
My old roommate in Florida, Jessie was a crazy woman. At first, you think, oh she's really nice. And then somehow, BAM!! She's psycho. She quit her job, packed up her bags and her baby and left me and Ivy (other roommate) to fend for ourselves while she got married, pregnant (all within a month) and moved to Alabama to be with some weird guy. He was spooky weird too. I met him. I think the best was when Carlotta saw her at Walmart. But then, just recently during my free time, I tried to look her up. She now lives in Ocala, now has 2 children and she still has her last name...WEIRD!!!
Then, I turn to look at my life. Am I weird? Or am I just waiting for a dare to be great situation? Oh well...the point of my story is, don't trust online dating because you could move to Alabama and get spotted my best friend at the local WalMart.
Friday, April 01, 2005
Interns are hot!
Okay, so at my going away party, I totally molested one of the company's interns. He was cute...I made out with him before, but that was just a scene of one of my drunken accidents. Even though he's only 21 and his girlfriend just flew back home from her Spring Break visit. I still needed a man to hold on to. There was someone else in mind...I actually had a top three list:
1. Peter (spiderman)...who is now, apparently cut off from my life completely
2. Buck - I know the name sounds so retarded but he so freakin cute.
3. Josh - this guy my friends Mike and Amanda think likes me, so I figured it's my last day in Dallas, so I wanna get laid.
Obiviously the intern wasn't even on my list. You're probably wondering what the hell I was doing to him. I just found it so damn comical to grab him underneath the table while his boss is standing there talking to him. And after many successful blushes on his part, I tried to steal a kiss from him, but instead I got it from the other intern (his bet friend and roommate). I'd have to say that these past few weeks, I really have acted like a whore. I think it's spring fever though. It will soon be over...NOT!
So, I didn't get laid, but did manage to get a kiss from a Drag Queen at Drag Queen Mud Wrestling. That is the best. If you're ever in the Dallas area, Monday nights (starting in October) at Throckmorton Mining Company they have Drag Queen Mud Wrestling...seriously though, how can you pass that up and not have a good time!
1. Peter (spiderman)...who is now, apparently cut off from my life completely
2. Buck - I know the name sounds so retarded but he so freakin cute.
3. Josh - this guy my friends Mike and Amanda think likes me, so I figured it's my last day in Dallas, so I wanna get laid.
Obiviously the intern wasn't even on my list. You're probably wondering what the hell I was doing to him. I just found it so damn comical to grab him underneath the table while his boss is standing there talking to him. And after many successful blushes on his part, I tried to steal a kiss from him, but instead I got it from the other intern (his bet friend and roommate). I'd have to say that these past few weeks, I really have acted like a whore. I think it's spring fever though. It will soon be over...NOT!
So, I didn't get laid, but did manage to get a kiss from a Drag Queen at Drag Queen Mud Wrestling. That is the best. If you're ever in the Dallas area, Monday nights (starting in October) at Throckmorton Mining Company they have Drag Queen Mud Wrestling...seriously though, how can you pass that up and not have a good time!
Friday, March 18, 2005
Irish Eyes Were Smiling
So we celebrated St. Patrick's Day this past Saturday. Lower Greenville has a big ass celebration block party. I had more fun than expected. Although when is anything you expect to happen ever "expected". That was a confusing sentence. Me and Keri's theory of the whole "buying new underwear" program doesn't work. Trust me...it never happens the way you expect it to. Sadly enough I wasn't wearing the pretty laced underwear. Nor was I with the intended recipient. More like his co-worker. I know...JEEZ-A-BELL!!!! But I was so hammered...beyond drunken state. I mean...I made out with one of the interns from our company. He was cute though so I'm totally not ashamed of that. But I was so freakin' horny that I did it with Micheal, in the bathroom, with Taylor sleeping in the other room. From what I remember it was great and would do it again...only I wish I wasn't so drunk. The sad thing is that I don't know his last name and I just found out he quit his job at Forty Five Ten. He just got out of a bad relationship and it was a total rebound thing for him. But I'm okay with that. I'm okay with being used. And I would've totally called him to do it all over again, but I don't have his number. What can you do? I guess it's a good thing that I can't get in touch with him because things between me and Peter are kind of weird.
We're talking, but not really. Conversation is kind of dismal. But then again it may be because I'm moving. I hope we can stay friends because he is such a great guy. I wish I would've gotten his number sooner. Shoulda Coulda Woulda!! Hind sight is always 20/20.
We're talking, but not really. Conversation is kind of dismal. But then again it may be because I'm moving. I hope we can stay friends because he is such a great guy. I wish I would've gotten his number sooner. Shoulda Coulda Woulda!! Hind sight is always 20/20.
Saturday, March 05, 2005
With great power comes great responsibilty - Spiderman
What’s up with the world today? And the Best Actor Oscar goes to – Peter S**** for making me feel like such a shit head. Seriously though…how fucking hard is it to pick up the damn phone and make a phone call. Does he not think I can be civil about the whole thing? I mean, months of flirtation, dead skin cell transfer (hugging), the exchange of phone numbers and the tentative date…several tentative dates, he still hasn’t called. I’ve been watching a lot of Sex and the City lately and maybe Carrie is right…Romance is dead. It’s not even romance that I’m pissed off about…it’s common courtesy. There’s a mutating gene is every woman’s body that only comes to existence whenever a new guy comes around…it’s called becoming obsessive. After this last conversation, I knew he wouldn’t call and I expected that he wouldn’t call…but I still had a little bit of hope. And that little bit of hope is crushing me right now. That’s all it takes to break a woman’s heart. Even though you expect it your hopes are still crushed to oblivion. Maybe I gave him too much credit. I just thought so highly of him. I thought we were one in the same. I mean, for God’s sake, we met at the fucking dog park!!!
It’s not about the sex or the kissing and making out…although that would be nice. It’s about have a decent conversation with someone that I would like to get to know better. I’m done. I’ve washed my hands. It’s over. Just a little bit of obsessing to go and I should be completely clean.
It’s not about the sex or the kissing and making out…although that would be nice. It’s about have a decent conversation with someone that I would like to get to know better. I’m done. I’ve washed my hands. It’s over. Just a little bit of obsessing to go and I should be completely clean.
Sunday, February 27, 2005
"But I'm not Peter...He is" - Finding Neverland
Things are weird right now. My hours at work have changed. I am now on a Wednesday through Sunday shift. It's not so bad because I don't have to worry about administration during the weekend. The guys on the weekend shift are pretty cool. There's only me and another girl that work during the weekends and she's awesome. The guys, although married, find every way to hit on me. I kills me that they always seem to make flattering comments and I just eat them up. Not that I would ever act on it or anything. But one of them made a comment that kind of bothered me...not that I was grossed out by it...nothing like that. But he said that if he wasn't married he would be asking me out everyday and that guys must ask me out all the time. And it's strange that he said that because it's so not even true. I can't even get a call back. They (guys at work) act like boys are knocking down my door. WHATEVER!!! I think what it is, is that guys my age, are looking for girls to "hook up with" not girls to "date". But it is very much a double standard.
I did the craziest thing yesterday...actually Friday. I had this sudden urge to call Peter...but I knew I couldn't. But I was turning into the crazy, psycho, obsessed woman that lurks in every female (and gay male) body. So everytime I wanted to call him, I would call Keri (or "K" as she would like to be described in her blog) and have her talk me down from my ledge. And then it got to a point where I erased all evidence of his phone number from my phone (outgoing calls) and sealed his business card in an envelope and then sealed it again in another envelope and then mailed it to myself in Atlanta just so I wouldn't be stupid enough to call him...not even drunk dial him. So that's what I did. Never mind the fact that I drive by the park he takes his dog to, or by the restaurant where he works, or shop at the Whole Foods where his second job is located, or the Yoga studio he goes to...once again this is Psycho Girl doing this...not me! Why can I not accept the fact that he's just not that into me. I was watching Sex and the City last night, and I had mixed messages about what I should do and what I shouldn't. Carrie called Burger for their date and Miranda came to the conclusion that her Real Estate Date was just not into her. Then there's Charlotte who found love where she least expected it and Samantha...well I'll leave her part up to my friend Carol or Taylor :) Whoever comes first (no pun intended)
I did the craziest thing yesterday...actually Friday. I had this sudden urge to call Peter...but I knew I couldn't. But I was turning into the crazy, psycho, obsessed woman that lurks in every female (and gay male) body. So everytime I wanted to call him, I would call Keri (or "K" as she would like to be described in her blog) and have her talk me down from my ledge. And then it got to a point where I erased all evidence of his phone number from my phone (outgoing calls) and sealed his business card in an envelope and then sealed it again in another envelope and then mailed it to myself in Atlanta just so I wouldn't be stupid enough to call him...not even drunk dial him. So that's what I did. Never mind the fact that I drive by the park he takes his dog to, or by the restaurant where he works, or shop at the Whole Foods where his second job is located, or the Yoga studio he goes to...once again this is Psycho Girl doing this...not me! Why can I not accept the fact that he's just not that into me. I was watching Sex and the City last night, and I had mixed messages about what I should do and what I shouldn't. Carrie called Burger for their date and Miranda came to the conclusion that her Real Estate Date was just not into her. Then there's Charlotte who found love where she least expected it and Samantha...well I'll leave her part up to my friend Carol or Taylor :) Whoever comes first (no pun intended)
Friday, February 25, 2005
Craig, your problem is you have no game...now your father, he has game!
I have come to the conclusion that I have no game. I'm a failure...a failure at pretty much everything. Without going through the boring details I can probably sum everything up in two words - BOYS SUCK!!! When they ask you for your phone number, call you pretty, hug you, and talk to you, and then get your hopes up and then never call. What's up with that shit??? I'm almost offended, not really hurt because I didn't know him well enough for him to hurt me. I'm just have this "WHAT THE FUCK?" attitude right now.
I've made up several excuses for him:
1. Something happened where he had to go home
2. He lost my phone number
3. Something happened to his dog
4. He got in a car wreck and is in the hospital
5. He got arrested
6. His ex-girlfriend broke into his house and erased all his messages
7. His ex-girlfriend hacked into his email and erased all his messages
Okay, I know you're thinking that numbers 6 & 7 seem pretty far off on the deep end...but I have to sadly admit that I have done those things. Maybe Karma is biting me in the ass right now and laughing maliciously at my life. "Ha Ha! You crazy psycho bitch!!"
I've made up several excuses for him:
1. Something happened where he had to go home
2. He lost my phone number
3. Something happened to his dog
4. He got in a car wreck and is in the hospital
5. He got arrested
6. His ex-girlfriend broke into his house and erased all his messages
7. His ex-girlfriend hacked into his email and erased all his messages
Okay, I know you're thinking that numbers 6 & 7 seem pretty far off on the deep end...but I have to sadly admit that I have done those things. Maybe Karma is biting me in the ass right now and laughing maliciously at my life. "Ha Ha! You crazy psycho bitch!!"
Thursday, February 03, 2005
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Oh my god!! I wrote the longest ass blog entry and it was erased!!!
MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!
MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!
Monday, January 31, 2005
In Good Company
Work sucks.
Work sucks.
Work sucks.
Well, I've decided to quit my job and start fresh. I'm scared because I won't be having the income that I'm accustomed to. But then again I don't want to be miserable. I'm so tired of working for "the man" that life has become dismal beyond belief. Things that I have been working towards just doesn't seem importanta anymore.
I went to some of my best friend's birthday party in Atlanta 2 weekends ago and had a blast. We were all in rare form...well not so rare were we just drunk as hell...but rare that ALL of US were DRUNK AS HELL!!
It was fun being around friends again.
Life isn't adventurous anymore...maybe I'm just getting old and boring.
Work sucks.
Work sucks.
Well, I've decided to quit my job and start fresh. I'm scared because I won't be having the income that I'm accustomed to. But then again I don't want to be miserable. I'm so tired of working for "the man" that life has become dismal beyond belief. Things that I have been working towards just doesn't seem importanta anymore.
I went to some of my best friend's birthday party in Atlanta 2 weekends ago and had a blast. We were all in rare form...well not so rare were we just drunk as hell...but rare that ALL of US were DRUNK AS HELL!!
It was fun being around friends again.
Life isn't adventurous anymore...maybe I'm just getting old and boring.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Lowest of Low by the Puerto Rican HO!!!
I can't believe this!!! Just when I thought people could not sink any lower...this girl at work told me that this girl down the hall, we'll call her bitch for now, has a bunch of Lance Armstrong Bracelets and is selling them. Well, I asked if they were a $1, like they are at every other venue and she said "No, I paid $2 because "bitch" had to pay for shipping and handling". I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT!!!!!
She is trying to make a profit off the LiveStrong Bracelets which all proceeds should go to Cancer Research but instead BITCH is pocketing everything!!!
This totally has disgusted me in everyway possible and I have absolutely zero respect for her!
She is trying to make a profit off the LiveStrong Bracelets which all proceeds should go to Cancer Research but instead BITCH is pocketing everything!!!
This totally has disgusted me in everyway possible and I have absolutely zero respect for her!
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