i'm not sure if i'm tired
i was pooped by 4, left work by 5.30. Took forever getting home. Slept restlessly for a bit, and am now watching Leno.
He does have a weird chin. and i do have a nice view of manhattan. it seems so far away. well, because i am. but i'm grateful to have my own place. i can't decide right now if i should sleep more (leaning towards this), or check mail from work.
i rescheduled my dentist appointment so many times that i can't do it again. which of course means i'm missing a critical meeting at work. but honestly, at this point, my teeth are more important. oh, all right. i have to unplug my modem in order to log onto work.
arg
i can't sleep.
i tried to dull it a bit with the beers at corner bistro, but someow i managed to screw that up. the only other thing left between me and falling asleep is exercise. which, at this point, i might be willing to try.
ruck.
well, fuck.
i didn't want it to show up in a search engine, but fuck me.
note to irene: call dr. charlie.
tomorrow.
Hi Trisha!!!
Or, should I say, Madame Florida?
Kidding.
p.s. I want the non-mole checker:) I was in LI for the weekend and very bad about checking the ghetto phone. I know I need a new phone, but i do NOT want cingular. but i have a few months left. and a very crappy phone to boot.
sigh.
too lazy to figure this out.
instead i'm zoning on sunday tv, and getting ready for bed. i need to turn in early as i only enjoyed pharma enduced dreaming this weekend. i'm spoiled. hopelessly.
ugh. i just realized how ungroomed my eyebrows are. the intent had been to come in to see my little asian woman. but in stopping in penn station for a bike registration card i boarded the red line to go downtown.
UM
bad idea on the day of the parade;. i was smushed in a flood of sweaty rainbow colored bodies. and came out 12 blocks higher than my subway entrance. oh well. and it's not going to happen mondya, since we have the movie after work. so that leaves me furry the rest of th week. hmph. well. whatever. i'm all sorts of annoyed i have to rearrange my dentist visit for a baby shower. i was planning to show up late for my bosses' cake, etc. until i was brought into the planning component. now i've staged a strategy meeting i have to create fake documents for early. not fake, just early. rolling of eyes.
children. unless they're yours, they're a pain.
it's raining....
likeyou don't know that. it missed long island yesterday and hit full force here at 11am. we managed to eek out some yardwork before the down pour. now we're off to the land of home depot.
funny how now i look forward to shopping in big places. (less of chance i'll buy things I don't need as i can't carry them home)
i do want a sectional couch though.
and a tv.
to divert myself we're checking out ceramic flooring options, doors and bricks.
2 days at the homestead and i'm fat.
well, fatter;)
seriously, i ate loads of crackers yesterday before the barbeque was done. i couldn't help myself. the spread was too good. goat cheeese with fresh roasted garlic and basil. YUM. white wine. and too much grilled food to itemize.
i slept like a log after taking 2 codeine enhanced pills. sleep is such a precious commodity i turned to pharmaceuticals.
today my mother suggested i stop going to bars and hit *museums* so i could meet a guy. or take a class. RIGHT.
egorama!
we're on the same wavelength. i did feel creeped out by the pedo - bad-things-to kids things.
(remember: blogging invites strangers.)
must modify key search terms.
eck.
boy lovers (as in children): shoo!
- sorry - this is another reference to the reviews on amazon for the sedaris release.
otto doggy
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In his latest collection, Sedaris has found his heart. This is not to suggest that the author of Me Talk Pretty One Day and other bestselling books has lost his edge. The 27 essays here (many previously published in Esquire, G.Q. or the New Yorker, or broadcast on NPR's This American Life) include his best and funniest writing yet. Here is Sedaris's family in all its odd glory. Here is his father dragging his mortified son over to the home of one of the most popular boys in school, a boy possessed of "an uncanny ability to please people," demanding that the boy's parents pay for the root canal that Sedaris underwent after the boy hit him in the mouth with a rock. Here is his oldest sister, Lisa, imploring him to keep her beloved Amazon parrot out of a proposed movie based on his writing. (" 'Will I have to be fat in the movie?' she asked.") Here is his mother, his muse, locking the kids out of the house after one snow day too many, playing the wry, brilliant commentator on his life until her untimely death from cancer. His mother emerges as one of the most poignant and original female characters in contemporary literature. She balances bitter and sweet, tart and rich—and so does Sedaris, because this is what life is like. "You should look at yourself," his mother says in one piece, as young Sedaris crams Halloween candy into his mouth rather than share it. He does what she says and then some, and what emerges is the deepest kind of humor, the human comedy.
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Sedaris' piquant essays are as meticulously honed and precisely timed as the best stand-up comic routines, which is, of course, what they are. A National Public Radio star, the author of five best-sellers, including Me Talk Pretty One Day (2000), and a hall-filling performer, Sedaris--openly gay, nervy as a tightrope walker, sharply hilarious, teasingly misanthropic yet genuinely compassionate--has a unique ability to supply exactly the right details to bring every funny, awkward, ludicrous,... read more
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With Dress Your Family in Courduroy and Denim, David Sedaris returns to his deliriously twisted domain, hilarious childhood dramas infused with melancholy; the gulf of misunderstanding that exists betwen people of different nations or members of the same family; and the poignant divide between one's best hopes and most common deeds.
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Well is Dry, June 22, 2004
Reviewer: ottodoggy (see more about me) from outer banks, north carolina United States Deavid Sedaris is a very funny writer, but he should have never gotten popular. This new collection, if it were his first, would never have been published in the first place. If you read magazines, you've already read most of this. Very little of it shows Sedaris at his considerable best. Coasting can be forgiven, but two-book coasting is beyond forgiveness. Sedaris has used up 50% of the permissible amount. Next book he needs to get back to business.
SO on the money.
You can't retell the same stories (and make a buck off me). We need new stuff. I have better material from Vogue magazines he's been posting in.
E!
So I didn't post about our drunken Saturday (right after you left(
It's all foggy.
I was running errands in the city during the day. I managed to hit China town to look for pots (didn't buy any but bought oodles of stuff i probably shouldn't have:). this while liv, sas, and alison were in deep slumber. OH! remind me to tell you about the 2 dollar accessory finds. the peacock was fun until i broke it. (earrings). we drank in the park. i teetered on a bench. (my legs are short). andwent ot 7A. i'm too embarassed to go there again for a while.
um.
ALISON! do you have the booth photos? I completely forgot about them. And the goils.
Oy. (there were out in full fashion.)
Oh no. I just remembered the magnum of wine we bought while having pizza. (to kick start the day)
Flip flops are a god send.
pssst! what do you think the olsen twin is doing?
drug? booze?
interesting. attention piqued by news soundbyte lead in by sue simmons. hmmm...
Today, I confess to eating a: 
It was past 2pm (cafeteria closed on premises then), and I had 5 bucks. What's a crazy girl to do?
Contemplate heavily between the merits of 3 chicken strips (appetizer for 3.99), a small size of popcorn sized chicken things (2 bucks - sounded smallish), the larger version of popcorn sized fried breaded "chicken" (sounded too big), or, the winner: box sized laptop filled with colored puzzles and fruit ROLL.
And mashed potatoes.
And Apple Sauce.
And a diet pepsi.
I have guilt, but it was good. Don't tell me it was engineered food that doesn't really contain chicken.
I'm not listening.
memory loss
it's official. recovery from tape is impossible.
my outbox (sent mail for approximately the last month and then some) and what *was* in my in-box is gone. the stuff i had moved into nice little folders is still around. but none of the stuff that i was walking through as to-do's, or things that fit multiple categories, or you know, the important stuff one might leave handy for quick access - zip.
Now, if you work in almost any environment you realize the devastation we're talking here. And it's all b/c I work with a moron. Who is a VP, but never you mind that. eyeroll.
Interesting thing of late - the other reclusive developer (read: really odd brit some of you met at my fake going away party), has taken a shine to me. in a professional way. but such that i know more than his manager does, and i'm in the position to prep the manager (different dude) before he leads the client (well, the banker) through material oh, that i've been updating. granted, it's only a snapshot of the information that has been culled from the rest of the team - but work that i've been owning.
funny how that works.
AND the woman boss the vp reports to (the moron that broke that caused my mail issues), as done the same with another of my documents. so basically i owe a bunch of data that i'm best suited to mine and publicize, but ??? whatever. mantra in banking: support upwards. no surprises. make them look good. blah blah blah. the idea is you'll get a kick back from your mgr.
this morning i didn't wake up at an obscene hour. From 5 to 5:30 I listened to outside, blinked as the light filtered in. And then I got up and made coffee. (Good stuff by the way.) i took a super long shower. and then attempted to snuggle on my love seat / chair until i'd read through the more of the sunday times.
problem with the plan: foiled by the belt of my robe. i couldn't understand why there was a wet spot when the coffee was clearly far from the chair. (no accidental overturn). after the mad dash to rub the stain out the evidence rubbed against my wrist. (which, incidentally, appears to have worked with out any product intervention).
side note: who doesn't want to be as skinny as selma blair? and with a huge rock on her finger?
BTW, did I tell you about my final assessment on the sedaris book i read over the weekend? Dress Your Family in Courduroy didn't do it for me. Don't get me wrong. Some of it made me burst into laughter on the subway...but a lot of wasn't so new. Kind of a downer. (particularly when i see how much less it would have been online instead of virgin mega store)
Common side affects include nauseau and headaches
Even with treatment there is no cure for herpes.
TV cracks me up.
10 years ago I had no idea where pharma marketing would take me. Hee.
Where was I? OH right. The WSJ panned the Tom Hanks movie. A "Case of Terminal Boredom" is a great headline. "terminally fraudulent and all-but-interminable comedy" is an even better lead in by Joe MORGENSTERN. (Caps from the copy paste.)
ok doke
no more filandering of money.
i'm poor until i'm paid again.
granted i could pretend otherwise as there is a SLIGHT overlap w/the next pay period and rent, but i prefer to always keep at least the next two months of rent in pocket unless absolutely called for.
So,
This means.
NOTHING extravagent until 4th of July weekend.
Play dates for the next 2 weeks must stay in a paltry budget of less than three hundred bucks. That includes everything.
Um, I don't know about you, but with my debit card excess, that's going to be hard. Plus I know I owe someone roughly 2ish hundred. So, I have really, if i assume i had to pay today, 100 bucks.
HA.
I'm bringing my diet coke from cost co to work this week, and being creative with food. it's silly to blow it on entertainment. OH! i found movie passes, which i can use for entertainment. but just not for new movies. but i'm so behind, i'm sure that'll be ok.
"Battling Night Binging"
NEXT on channel 2.
sigh.
Need more moolah.
Must harass goils to kick start the lotto pool.
you can take life as it comes
OR
(apparently)
You can take it by the horns.
Do you think that applies when you've dropped the power cord source to your laptop, and are rapidly (read: desperately) pulling so you'll run out of cord before it hits the ground?
I mean, I'm aware of the choice I'm making (in this case - two - once to save the thud of a hit, and secondly to hit my elbow are hard as possible with the prongs of the cord - ok, not a choice).
Geoff, from the show Las Vegas, just "lost his shirt" (that's the couple hundred the dude lost PLUS the dumb ass girlfriend
"losing" her purse. - yeah right. you wanna bet she's running a scam?). anyhoo, dude looks broke so the floor manager swoops in and buys dinner. lobster dinner.
??
eh?
ok, so it's monday and i'm bored by the week already. thank god livea and allison had the sense to meet me after work. (their evil doing - not mine. i wanted to have a quiet greek dinner. the kind that's only 10 bucks a throw from my house. I abhor the increase in cab fare. it's not faire. har har har. sorry.)
so, time to pay bills.
so do you think The Terminal
is any good? the trailers are making me curious, but i'm worried it might be too long.
hmph.
Bing!
I just read the funniest damn article, or started to, in a surprising place: Fortune magazine.
Titled,"15 Things I like about Vegas"
- just totally reminds me of Atlantic City
Starting out of order:
5. I Like being thinner than 90% of everyone else. ....Sometimes it makes it tough to walk places, when you get behind an entire group of, say, two individuals who take up the entire sidewalk. But still
I know, mean, say those of you have not visited the bling bling. But, women in places like that wear leggings. LEGGINGS. The saying," We're so pretty!" kept rolling off my slurred tongue over erin's birthday.
moving along....
#3 People can smoke in public there...it's like watching people walk around with hypodermic needles sticking out of their arms, but not really. You get used to it.
ha.
and then,
well, they're all funny, go to,"the article and have a giggle yourself.
ok, so now i'm hungry
and i only applied for 2 jobs that sound similar to what i'm already doing.
i want a stretch, something harder than what i'm doing but with recognition. i think i'd feel more comfortable with a title change. my current one irks me. i think you all know that.
egads, voice is totally choked up. will be hard pressed to squeak out noise tomorrow.
oh, right. today.
Yahoo Mail may be improved
but it yucked up my interface on a mac.
Dude, talk about annoying. The columns are all messed up. Did anyone over there consider that mac users are a large and powerful force? Granted, may rely on outlook or other mail packages for organization. but the occassional foray into online web mail is going to suck.
death clock
perfectly morbid and hopefully not accurate, the death clock has me dying in 2036.
I don't know about you, but I was hoping for more than just another 30 some odd years. (Why the day after Christmas? I wonder.)
Apparently having a BMI of 28 is a bad thing. The Lethal Danger of Being Fat title did make me laugh though.
My minibreak is stretching. I have only managed to clean the kitchen. I think i'm going to hit the bathroom next, as it's the smallest room in the apartment.
what, what the hell??
for others in need of an "aw!"
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is that what we look like at the bar ?
My favorite image of the evening, by far is Butchie , from ratemypuppie.
thing irene has decided she absolutely needs
a white noise maker.
for the last 3 days, i've been woken up before 5am by a CAR.
it's either an engine gunning as it passes by, a horn blaring (what pidgeons?) or the general hum of the early commute starting.
SO Annoying.
Now that I'm done whining about having to stay late at work (for no good reason), I feel much better. (The D. was on the receiving end of my general state of 'whatever' mood.)
as a person who [thankfully] ives by herself, i find myself wearing a comfy tank with my panties only. (Although not undies from my new favorite set - "Chicks are cool" with a chickee on the front and "Hello my name is high maintenance" on a name tag)
i digress.
phone call interuption.
side note: whiskey + frozen ikea meatballs = YUM
alright. i've lost my point. i'm watching the catch up series on the WB for some show, Wonderland. Bad, yet sucking me in. it's like mindless chatter in the background to keep the world at bay.
as sad as i was to hear 93 year old man passed away, i am chock full o f memorials. it's sad. people die. actors die. former important people. i guess since i wasn't around when the cold war ended, i just don't get the big fuss. that, and his republican state. watching the younger bush try and compare himself just irks the hell out of me.
my fingers are crossed my project team calls friday a holiday. even without pay, i'd be happy for the break. all days out are good.
ooooook e doke.
man
governors in hartford.....hmm....wonder how long he'll be around.
so check it out, belmont was awesome and there are many, many photos that (thankfully) others have already loaded online. fortunate, as i have zero energy to download and then upload a damn thing.
this week i'm concentrated on doing nothing until thursday. i realize how tired i am from staying out during a school night, so it's just not worth it. plus, on friday there's a visitor from the tokyo office and i would prefer to not look like the back of my closet.
slippery suckers
Maggie, although somewhat soothed by particle accelerator near ruffian and hole puncher near.Any coward can tr to seduce chess board related to, but it takes a real steam engine to swamp living with.carpet tack near toothpick is gentle.Maggie, although somewhat soothed by lover around plaintiff and grand piano living with cyprus mulch.
epigram ignoble culpa december preferred artwork dual
... and that was in my in-box.. wonder what kind of a dandy picture was posted alongside the gibberish. (good job hotjmail image blocker).
right, right, right. sitting here waiting for a mask to dry so i can shower. i haven't decided what time to go into the office yet tomorrow. i can't decide how i feel about going either. just, eh.
i need a hobby.
i took a mental health day
and implied it was related to my period. i woke up this morning to the roar of a passing car engine. lately, unless nyquil is involved, i have been having a hard time sleeping. i'm concerned i'll turn in to my mother. sleep deprived and beyond cranky.
after contemplating the pros and cons of playing hooky, i called in. thankfullly or not, the message was delivered to my boss's boss vmail. and sitting here, i now realize she wasn't in the office.
great.
well, it's done.
and so i read for the large part of the day. ocassionally looking out at manhattan. and i have to say, i'm angry i read the book. it depressed me. i want to burn it. i tried to wash the wallow out of myself with a hot shower. i contemplated a beer, but that would further serve to dampen the spirit. god. why write a book like that?
alright, in case you want to torture yourself, Rohinton Mistry wrote A Fine Balance.
You'll note, if you go to Amazon, there are no reader reviews.
bleh!
um
so, it's been a while.
it's a good thing i found one of my splitters. who can live without the internet at home? having just spent almost an hour fiddling with a PC, i am kissing the gods this one works regularly. so what if i can't find the cable for my camera? of the big bag with all the important expensive wires? they'll turn up one day... until then, i'm pysched i found an extension cord.
tomorrow is, thankfully, one day closer to friday. i can hack two more days. then i'm obligated to do drinks after work with the nice woman who is leaving. and then HARRY! P! ANd, having just tried my hat on again, BELMONT!
woo hoo!
now if only all the pizza i ate tonight wasn't perched on my belly button area. i might actually fit into my swanky new summer dress.
sigh.
so excited to get out.
oooo!
must go dig up wallet and check lotto ticket. (can't do that at the office. well, i guess i could. but i would inevitably be caught doing. no, i wouldn't be in trouble. just mocked endlessly.)
feh.
