Mistake
I'm still reeling in pain. I almost feel like an addict because I keep trying other meds (under medical supervision, of course) to see what pain scrips will work. Not cool. I absolutely LOATHE taking medicine. Especially when I HAVE to take it to try to feel like a normal human being ...its an incredible responsibility. I admire all you people that do it all the time without bitching.
Pesach was awesome last night. I can't believe Jon met my parents for the first time...well, we've been friends for a year, so maybe this was a *healthy* wait. I'm cracking up, tho. When I first started whatever we started last year...I remember thinking: "Wow. I can never introduce this man to my parents." And then last night Jon is reading liturgy from my dad's haggadah at our seder table.
Of course we whipped out the keyboard and recorded some songs we've been working on. That's what I admire about our people. We always bring the entertainment---because WE ARE the entertainment.
Dinner was awesome--it was weird feeling actually FULL for the first time in 4 days.
Anywho, post-singing and carrying on last night, my right jaw started to retaliate BIG TIME. I completely crashed on my parent's couch in tears and amidst ice packs. I'm sorry about the POOR ME routine, but that shit is tough. I wish my recovery was over and done with. I hope I'm not reacting this way because of further complications involving the sinus cavity---we'll see.
Sue's b-day is coming up...which is going to kick ass. I think I'm going to avoid Arapahoe Basin because I don't want to get killed or break something while I'm trying to do a show.
That's right---the show. :) We had a read-through yesterday afternoon (I have like 2 pages of lines, so I was able to suck it up). The show is typical Neil Simon, but I am genuinely impressed with the talent of the cast. I am definitely looking forward to our first music run-though on Tuesday...should prove to be KICK ass. I'll be bringing the tape recorder so I can take the work home and grind through my parts. We have to put this show together in about a month, so this will all move very fast.
Allison, I will send you all the details for where it is going to be. :) WOOT WOOT!
I'm going to weigh in tonight to see how much I've lost since the surgery...we shall see, indeed.
Hag sameach Pesach, by the way. I hope your seders were as kick as as ours---and oh, yes. I got 5 bucks for TRYING to find the afikomen on vicodin. MUAHAHAHAH! A new development, indeed.
ALSO---I have photos to share. These are from a GHETTO disposable that can't focus worth crap, but there are a few gems. Please take special notice of the ones of me post-surgery with the bloody mouth. CLASS.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Dang
My surgery was yesterday...I went under IV sedation for that shiz. They took all four of my wisdom teeth out, including the one that was growing in HORIZONTAL and giving me the most pain. The root of it was WRAPPED around the main nerve in my jaw, hence the excruciating pain I was bitching about all week, and the 600 mg of Advil I was taking down every 4 hours like they were M&Ms. Good times.
Anywho, the surgery went well. I don't have any bruising yet, but mucho swelling. Yesterday, post-op was bad. Yay spitting up thick, oozing blood every ten minutes and passing out on my mom's bathroom floor. Ah yes. Divine decadence. But today I am definitely more lucid...my eyes are back. I don't know what that means, but they are. I've been on a steady diet of pudding, mashed potatoes, and jello. Passover starts this weekend, so you know what that means? Throughout this whole fiasco I'm going to lose quite the poundage. WOOT WOOT! Thank you, Dr. C!
I'll have to explain the quick turn-around the whole dental thing was, but its way too much to type right now.
I have no idea what I would have done if my family wasn't here to help me out. My mom has been by my side NON-stop with meds and everything else. Its a good feeling to have people you can depend on to be there for you.
OH! YES! I nearly forgot to mention that I have FOUR parts in Sweet Charity!!!! WOOOO! We start rehearsals on Saturday. I got a voicemail yesterday when I came out of the anesthetic. I was having trouble waking up...I distinctly remember I was dreaming that I was a pirate. It was glorious.
Anywho...Seacrest is most definitely out for today.
Love,
Toothless McGEE
My surgery was yesterday...I went under IV sedation for that shiz. They took all four of my wisdom teeth out, including the one that was growing in HORIZONTAL and giving me the most pain. The root of it was WRAPPED around the main nerve in my jaw, hence the excruciating pain I was bitching about all week, and the 600 mg of Advil I was taking down every 4 hours like they were M&Ms. Good times.
Anywho, the surgery went well. I don't have any bruising yet, but mucho swelling. Yesterday, post-op was bad. Yay spitting up thick, oozing blood every ten minutes and passing out on my mom's bathroom floor. Ah yes. Divine decadence. But today I am definitely more lucid...my eyes are back. I don't know what that means, but they are. I've been on a steady diet of pudding, mashed potatoes, and jello. Passover starts this weekend, so you know what that means? Throughout this whole fiasco I'm going to lose quite the poundage. WOOT WOOT! Thank you, Dr. C!
I'll have to explain the quick turn-around the whole dental thing was, but its way too much to type right now.
I have no idea what I would have done if my family wasn't here to help me out. My mom has been by my side NON-stop with meds and everything else. Its a good feeling to have people you can depend on to be there for you.
OH! YES! I nearly forgot to mention that I have FOUR parts in Sweet Charity!!!! WOOOO! We start rehearsals on Saturday. I got a voicemail yesterday when I came out of the anesthetic. I was having trouble waking up...I distinctly remember I was dreaming that I was a pirate. It was glorious.
Anywho...Seacrest is most definitely out for today.
Love,
Toothless McGEE
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Life is funny
Someone just told me they bought rollerblades today and skated around Wash Park. All I could see in my head was this dude skating like he was the shit, wearing denim cut-offs and a half-shirt. Of course there would be the people skating the opposite way, a near miss, and maybe a slow-mo cool down....definitely including a WATER BOTTLE dump-over-the-head and dog-like shake to dry. And lest we forget the music! AH YES, THE MUSIC! Playin with the boys would be my top choice.
Right now some chick is hanging out with my brother, watching a movie. She has a loud voice, and is making ridiculous comments about the show every 5 minutes. It is HELLA annoying.
Yes, I will gage your importance by your height.
Was at Walmart today off Hampden. I was also in quite an anti-social mood. My laundry is 7 minutes overdue to go into the dryer. ANYWHO...how come everyone has a MILLION kids? Its annoying as hell. Is it the poor-people past time to pop out kids? Ugh. Put the birth control IN the water, for cryin out loud.
This tooth pain is unbearable, yet delicious in a mysterious way.
Had a Kiwi Strawberry Snapple today for the first time since middle school.
She won't shutup.
Someone just told me they bought rollerblades today and skated around Wash Park. All I could see in my head was this dude skating like he was the shit, wearing denim cut-offs and a half-shirt. Of course there would be the people skating the opposite way, a near miss, and maybe a slow-mo cool down....definitely including a WATER BOTTLE dump-over-the-head and dog-like shake to dry. And lest we forget the music! AH YES, THE MUSIC! Playin with the boys would be my top choice.
Right now some chick is hanging out with my brother, watching a movie. She has a loud voice, and is making ridiculous comments about the show every 5 minutes. It is HELLA annoying.
Yes, I will gage your importance by your height.
Was at Walmart today off Hampden. I was also in quite an anti-social mood. My laundry is 7 minutes overdue to go into the dryer. ANYWHO...how come everyone has a MILLION kids? Its annoying as hell. Is it the poor-people past time to pop out kids? Ugh. Put the birth control IN the water, for cryin out loud.
This tooth pain is unbearable, yet delicious in a mysterious way.
Had a Kiwi Strawberry Snapple today for the first time since middle school.
She won't shutup.
Saturday, April 16, 2005
We're going to get married on top of a MOUNTAIN.
I was a fool. I pump mysef up for things that are just going to explode in my face, leaving me shocked and covered in shit. I am desperately trying to crawl out of this cycle--and everytime I tell myself that "THIS IS DIFFERENT!! I KNOW IT!" it falls apart, but I always manage to get sucked back in. I'm not impressed. I'd actually like to kick myself in the ass.
But this is a lesson learned. A lesson that I have all too often encountered, but never ceased to ignore. Until now. HA. We'll see.
Where is Jakoby when you need to grab ass?
SMELL OF THE FAMOUS
My audition is today. My jaw is SEETHING. I found two advil. Not enough. I just sent my resume to be printed at kinkos for pick-up this afternoon. I find this liberating. I need to print some photos, as well. I'll just go to Walmart or Walgreens, do the photo thing, and get a BIG ASS TUB of advil to nurse my pain for the next few days before I can get this tooth ripped out of my skull.
I played this boxing simulator last night, and I kicked some ass. It sensed all your movements, so you could duck and dodge hits from your oppenent, and it was indeed DELICIOUS. And a great quad workout to boot.
TO BOOT!
I need to do laundry.
I put on my jazz shoes last night for the first time in 4 years. Startling. TODAY IS THE DAAAAAAY.
Audrey! AUDREY! This is bushly. BUSHLY. I look like hell.
I miss you, Kyle.
Allison, I just read your last few entries...THAT IS CRAP. I am so sorry. Fuck the library, and that guy that has been a burden on your back for years. You deserve fuckin GOLD, girl. GOLD.
I was a fool. I pump mysef up for things that are just going to explode in my face, leaving me shocked and covered in shit. I am desperately trying to crawl out of this cycle--and everytime I tell myself that "THIS IS DIFFERENT!! I KNOW IT!" it falls apart, but I always manage to get sucked back in. I'm not impressed. I'd actually like to kick myself in the ass.
But this is a lesson learned. A lesson that I have all too often encountered, but never ceased to ignore. Until now. HA. We'll see.
Where is Jakoby when you need to grab ass?
SMELL OF THE FAMOUS
My audition is today. My jaw is SEETHING. I found two advil. Not enough. I just sent my resume to be printed at kinkos for pick-up this afternoon. I find this liberating. I need to print some photos, as well. I'll just go to Walmart or Walgreens, do the photo thing, and get a BIG ASS TUB of advil to nurse my pain for the next few days before I can get this tooth ripped out of my skull.
I played this boxing simulator last night, and I kicked some ass. It sensed all your movements, so you could duck and dodge hits from your oppenent, and it was indeed DELICIOUS. And a great quad workout to boot.
TO BOOT!
I need to do laundry.
I put on my jazz shoes last night for the first time in 4 years. Startling. TODAY IS THE DAAAAAAY.
Audrey! AUDREY! This is bushly. BUSHLY. I look like hell.
I miss you, Kyle.
Allison, I just read your last few entries...THAT IS CRAP. I am so sorry. Fuck the library, and that guy that has been a burden on your back for years. You deserve fuckin GOLD, girl. GOLD.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Never too late to live your life
I woke up this morning with my jaw in seething pain. Damn impacted wisdom teeth! Of course I have the audition in two DAYS.
UNC people called me today, and they were SNOOTY. They don't know who they are dealing with. THEY were being snooty with ME. Someone needs to let them know that they are in GREELEY, earth soaked with cow blood and urine. TAKE IT IN....Oh, it always goes down smooth.
Just another Thursday, really: Arby's and porn.
5 days.
I woke up this morning with my jaw in seething pain. Damn impacted wisdom teeth! Of course I have the audition in two DAYS.
UNC people called me today, and they were SNOOTY. They don't know who they are dealing with. THEY were being snooty with ME. Someone needs to let them know that they are in GREELEY, earth soaked with cow blood and urine. TAKE IT IN....Oh, it always goes down smooth.
Just another Thursday, really: Arby's and porn.
5 days.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
I graduated from Yardale with a 4.0 GPA...
My last post was hella negative, so we need to clear up the PAIN. CLEAR IT!
Baxter, bark twice if you're in Milwaukee....
So. Last night. The Gothic. Papa Roach. Got in for free and in front of everyone. I love you, Carol. I was IN FRONT. I squeezed Jacoby's bum at least 3 times, and was bathed in his sweat throughout the course of the show. I was violently pushed, pinched, felt-up, and jammed into the gate in front of the stage. My head was smacked by numerous crowd-surfers, and my nose was almost broken.
All in all, it was a great show.
Audrey! Look at me when I am talking to you! LOOK AT ME! I look like HELL.
My last post was hella negative, so we need to clear up the PAIN. CLEAR IT!
Baxter, bark twice if you're in Milwaukee....
So. Last night. The Gothic. Papa Roach. Got in for free and in front of everyone. I love you, Carol. I was IN FRONT. I squeezed Jacoby's bum at least 3 times, and was bathed in his sweat throughout the course of the show. I was violently pushed, pinched, felt-up, and jammed into the gate in front of the stage. My head was smacked by numerous crowd-surfers, and my nose was almost broken.
All in all, it was a great show.
Audrey! Look at me when I am talking to you! LOOK AT ME! I look like HELL.
Monday, April 11, 2005
Ya know what?
I am FED the fuck up. Mostly with my living situation right now...I am 100% helpless...and the webs are even more tangled than anyone could ever imagine. I am pissed.
I am all too ready for a freaking break from other people right now.
I'm going to go lock myself in the basement. See you on Friday.
I am FED the fuck up. Mostly with my living situation right now...I am 100% helpless...and the webs are even more tangled than anyone could ever imagine. I am pissed.
I am all too ready for a freaking break from other people right now.
I'm going to go lock myself in the basement. See you on Friday.
Tim Allen...*you* can leave
Snowed in today. A skosh annoyed. I'm over it.
FabULASH mascara.
I need to go to Walmart for necessities.
Auditions this weekend. I can't wait.
And...I'll expect that check on my coffee table. THANKS.
Matthew McConnaughey is just enough *hotness and just enough *white trash to get my wheels a 'churnin.
Snowed in today. A skosh annoyed. I'm over it.
FabULASH mascara.
I need to go to Walmart for necessities.
Auditions this weekend. I can't wait.
And...I'll expect that check on my coffee table. THANKS.
Matthew McConnaughey is just enough *hotness and just enough *white trash to get my wheels a 'churnin.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
We're adults? UH...when did that happen?
Wing fest.
Iman unt moi went to the open house this afternoon, which sucked a big one. SCHWAG = NON-EXISTENT. No que padre. No one from my specific program was *representin. I'll be makin some calls on Monday.
The biggest snow storm of the year? Freakin a. Of course on the night I was going to go meet Jon's mom in the Springs...
SPORT STACKING?? You've gotta be kiddin me.
Stephen Colbert + Goodwrench Commercials = LAUGH FEST.
What is with my obsession with Grey's Anatomy?
On the dating hiatus for the next *fill in the blank* amount of time. Priorities emerge.
The bad news is we're giving your penis to the cops...
"I can't believe I caved!"
-Its the babies--they make you toxic.
Which, ironically enough, are the brand of my jeans I bought this afternoon.
BOUNDARIES.
You're not an enemy; you're competition.
OF COURSE the show I am auditioning for is running in a few months, and my parents are arranging a cruise vaykay in exactly 4 weeks. I won't even know if I have a part until next weekend, at the earliest. Which leaves a choice to be made...
4.3 million dollars have been spent by C-DOT this season for snow removal JUST in Denver. Dang.
Frozen Four! DU DOMINATED the National Champ. Recognize.
Wing fest.
Iman unt moi went to the open house this afternoon, which sucked a big one. SCHWAG = NON-EXISTENT. No que padre. No one from my specific program was *representin. I'll be makin some calls on Monday.
The biggest snow storm of the year? Freakin a. Of course on the night I was going to go meet Jon's mom in the Springs...
SPORT STACKING?? You've gotta be kiddin me.
Stephen Colbert + Goodwrench Commercials = LAUGH FEST.
What is with my obsession with Grey's Anatomy?
On the dating hiatus for the next *fill in the blank* amount of time. Priorities emerge.
The bad news is we're giving your penis to the cops...
"I can't believe I caved!"
-Its the babies--they make you toxic.
Which, ironically enough, are the brand of my jeans I bought this afternoon.
BOUNDARIES.
You're not an enemy; you're competition.
OF COURSE the show I am auditioning for is running in a few months, and my parents are arranging a cruise vaykay in exactly 4 weeks. I won't even know if I have a part until next weekend, at the earliest. Which leaves a choice to be made...
4.3 million dollars have been spent by C-DOT this season for snow removal JUST in Denver. Dang.
Frozen Four! DU DOMINATED the National Champ. Recognize.
Friday, April 08, 2005
At least you know I'm there...
An old woman made me cry today. I broke down like a bitch in front of my boss. That's twice this week that I've broken down. WTF? Its not the act in itself that made me so emotional. I know it is just this week...but I can't pinpoint just one cause. Its a culmination of my impatience with what's going on in my life along with my frustration for the current living situation. Not feeling comfortable with this. Within these two lie many, MANY factors.
Don't you just *love* it when people hate you? For some reason I get a kick out of this. Its a small pleasure.
I was almost short with someone today, but my principles started to SCREAM in my ear so loudly that it began to vibrate my kneecaps.
Speaking of--went to the Mines firework show last night with Allison. I don't consider myself that patriotic of a person, but something just feels *oh so right* when grouped together with a thousand other screaming young people, watching shit get blown up. High quality entertainment.
Long live: *the wave*& *happy hour* pizza.
Open house tomorrow. Iman might come along. I'm thinking brunch.
Jon, the elevator bit will be priceless.
LACK OF PATIENCE
An old woman made me cry today. I broke down like a bitch in front of my boss. That's twice this week that I've broken down. WTF? Its not the act in itself that made me so emotional. I know it is just this week...but I can't pinpoint just one cause. Its a culmination of my impatience with what's going on in my life along with my frustration for the current living situation. Not feeling comfortable with this. Within these two lie many, MANY factors.
Don't you just *love* it when people hate you? For some reason I get a kick out of this. Its a small pleasure.
I was almost short with someone today, but my principles started to SCREAM in my ear so loudly that it began to vibrate my kneecaps.
Speaking of--went to the Mines firework show last night with Allison. I don't consider myself that patriotic of a person, but something just feels *oh so right* when grouped together with a thousand other screaming young people, watching shit get blown up. High quality entertainment.
Long live: *the wave*& *happy hour* pizza.
Open house tomorrow. Iman might come along. I'm thinking brunch.
Jon, the elevator bit will be priceless.
LACK OF PATIENCE
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
With a name I'd never chosen...
Bizarre of times. Went to bed last night at 9:30. Woke up at 5:30am with a screaming migraine---aggressive enough to eject my right eye from its socket. Went back to bed to fight it off...accidentally slept in until 7:06 in the am. Not cool, considering I have to be at work at 8am.
The entire day I was hallucinating and was just hit with extreme fatigue--it felt as though I was trying to run in jello. MEH.
On the way home some ass clown pulled in front of me because he just HAD to make a last-minute right turn into ghetto King Soopers off of Monaco. After swerving to the left lane in order to avoid eating his ass, the dude flipped me off. Real nice. I cried. Not a cool time.
BUT ANYWHO----discovered I love David Nichols. Also--Jonathan Foer. Mmmmm. I'm diggin it.
Definitely jazzed about getting back into reading. I've missed the hardcore literary experience.
The room is starting to look great--the art prints arrived today, of with I am extremely satisfied.
Its all about the calm...
Karaoke this weekend! WOOT WOOT. Its a sickness, it really is.
Schleep.
Bizarre of times. Went to bed last night at 9:30. Woke up at 5:30am with a screaming migraine---aggressive enough to eject my right eye from its socket. Went back to bed to fight it off...accidentally slept in until 7:06 in the am. Not cool, considering I have to be at work at 8am.
The entire day I was hallucinating and was just hit with extreme fatigue--it felt as though I was trying to run in jello. MEH.
On the way home some ass clown pulled in front of me because he just HAD to make a last-minute right turn into ghetto King Soopers off of Monaco. After swerving to the left lane in order to avoid eating his ass, the dude flipped me off. Real nice. I cried. Not a cool time.
BUT ANYWHO----discovered I love David Nichols. Also--Jonathan Foer. Mmmmm. I'm diggin it.
Definitely jazzed about getting back into reading. I've missed the hardcore literary experience.
The room is starting to look great--the art prints arrived today, of with I am extremely satisfied.
Its all about the calm...
Karaoke this weekend! WOOT WOOT. Its a sickness, it really is.
Schleep.
Monday, April 04, 2005
I can't deal
Seriously. The entire situation never ceases to piss me off.
I am so out.
Papa Roach next week fo FRIZZLE! I rule.
Meeting with that woman in Lafayette on Monday...I have to figure out how to record that shit.
90 MINUTES? OMG, THAT'S NOT EVEN AN ENTIRE MIXED TAPE!
Lies heaped upon lies.
Meeting with Sean on Thursday for photog discussion---YES. Post meeting, Joey unt moi are rockin the Beppo.
This song is called SO COLD.
Seriously. The entire situation never ceases to piss me off.
I am so out.
Papa Roach next week fo FRIZZLE! I rule.
Meeting with that woman in Lafayette on Monday...I have to figure out how to record that shit.
90 MINUTES? OMG, THAT'S NOT EVEN AN ENTIRE MIXED TAPE!
Lies heaped upon lies.
Meeting with Sean on Thursday for photog discussion---YES. Post meeting, Joey unt moi are rockin the Beppo.
This song is called SO COLD.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
You can't feel it anymore...
Iman unt moi met up with Jon and Sueski at Armidas last night. Good times had by all. My sick karaoke set had this one drunk chick SCREAMING my name. I know what it feels like now, mothas! I can't wait until Jon moves his ass up here so we can do this weekly.
Daylight savings! The clock in my Jeep will finally read the correct time once again! Muahahah! I made it!
Recognize.
Soup on a hot day.
Iman unt moi met up with Jon and Sueski at Armidas last night. Good times had by all. My sick karaoke set had this one drunk chick SCREAMING my name. I know what it feels like now, mothas! I can't wait until Jon moves his ass up here so we can do this weekly.
Daylight savings! The clock in my Jeep will finally read the correct time once again! Muahahah! I made it!
Recognize.
Soup on a hot day.
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Have you no soul? Meh.
Today is absolutely gorgeous. I was out all early afternoon soaking this shit up...dee lovely, indeed. I cannot wait for summer.
The only thing missing right now is a tall, dark, New Zealander dude serving me margaritas-- rocking very small shorts.
I'm ignoring the news. I feel it pressing hard against my front door, but not today. I'm sick of this shit. Let this be a day of rest, for crying out loud. Shabbat Shalom-
Today is absolutely gorgeous. I was out all early afternoon soaking this shit up...dee lovely, indeed. I cannot wait for summer.
The only thing missing right now is a tall, dark, New Zealander dude serving me margaritas-- rocking very small shorts.
I'm ignoring the news. I feel it pressing hard against my front door, but not today. I'm sick of this shit. Let this be a day of rest, for crying out loud. Shabbat Shalom-
Thursday, March 31, 2005
On the noggin:
1. Why hasn't my DRESS return mulah been deposited back into my checking account yet?
2. Its late. I should be in bed.
3. How many people did I call today when I was stuck in traffic? We're talking at least 4 voicemails.
4. Should I go to J.Y.W. services tomorrow?
5. Am I going to be able to get those wrinkles out of my jeans with my crap iron for tomorrow?
6. I need to clean the room.
7. I want my new bedding now.
8. Kyle. Why haven't you posted?
9. Crap. I just remembered I needed to be at work early tomorrow to get those folders done for G.O. Shiiiiiiiite.
10. People that ALWAYS know what the weather is going to be like ANNOY THE SHIT out of me. Example:
Me: "Hmm..the sky is looking rather dark..."
Annoying Person: "Well, we have a 65% of precip today. It should wrap up this evening with a low of 37 degrees. We'll have minimal cloud cover tomorrow with sunshine on through the weekend!"
WTF?!
1. Why hasn't my DRESS return mulah been deposited back into my checking account yet?
2. Its late. I should be in bed.
3. How many people did I call today when I was stuck in traffic? We're talking at least 4 voicemails.
4. Should I go to J.Y.W. services tomorrow?
5. Am I going to be able to get those wrinkles out of my jeans with my crap iron for tomorrow?
6. I need to clean the room.
7. I want my new bedding now.
8. Kyle. Why haven't you posted?
9. Crap. I just remembered I needed to be at work early tomorrow to get those folders done for G.O. Shiiiiiiiite.
10. People that ALWAYS know what the weather is going to be like ANNOY THE SHIT out of me. Example:
Me: "Hmm..the sky is looking rather dark..."
Annoying Person: "Well, we have a 65% of precip today. It should wrap up this evening with a low of 37 degrees. We'll have minimal cloud cover tomorrow with sunshine on through the weekend!"
WTF?!
Sketchy McSketcherson
"Sorry I didn't let you in the left lane, dude. I was reading."
Yep.
And now I'm wondering why my brother is listening to 'Your Body is a Wonderland' while he is taking a shower.
Ehhh?
BUSY as hell today at work, which is always enjoyable. I took apart the damn fax machine about 10 times every hour, but meh. WHY DOES IT SAY PAPER JAM WHEN THERE IS NO PAPER JAM?!
Of course.
Submitted the head shot and resume this morning. We'll see. Everyone brace your buttocks...
And now...for the el tostinos...
"Sorry I didn't let you in the left lane, dude. I was reading."
Yep.
And now I'm wondering why my brother is listening to 'Your Body is a Wonderland' while he is taking a shower.
Ehhh?
BUSY as hell today at work, which is always enjoyable. I took apart the damn fax machine about 10 times every hour, but meh. WHY DOES IT SAY PAPER JAM WHEN THERE IS NO PAPER JAM?!
Of course.
Submitted the head shot and resume this morning. We'll see. Everyone brace your buttocks...
And now...for the el tostinos...
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Bullsheet
So. The GLORIOUS bedding I ordered isn't scheduled to arrive until Monday. WEEP. Meh. I can wait. 600 thread count?!!? Anything worth having takes a little time.
Clogs = like buttah.
Auditioning for two shows in the next few weeks...casting directors from NY will be at this next one. Its a *really* small show that they are setting up for a sit down here in town, but I might as well give it a shot. If not, I always have the Charity.
So. The GLORIOUS bedding I ordered isn't scheduled to arrive until Monday. WEEP. Meh. I can wait. 600 thread count?!!? Anything worth having takes a little time.
Clogs = like buttah.
Auditioning for two shows in the next few weeks...casting directors from NY will be at this next one. Its a *really* small show that they are setting up for a sit down here in town, but I might as well give it a shot. If not, I always have the Charity.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Cadbury HATCHBACK
Easter Sunday, and FLIPPIN SUBWAY is closed. WTF?!!?
Went out to dinner w/ the Rents on Friday for shabbat---haven't been to J.Y.W. in two weeks....ah well. They'll meet me halfway. Good times. Post-stuffage, Imanuel came over.
Let me just say this: I love Ali G more than anything....Sasha is my man. BUT WTF, Ali G The MOVIE sucked some major ass. Seriously. Not cool. Don't see it.
Saturday night I headed up to Thornton with Jen and some of her people to a karaoke bar. Good times, I am telling you. The old people singing all the country tunes = no thanks, but apart from that, everyone sounded *really* decent. I was pleasantly surprised.
Jon called me around 10-ish when he got in from San Fran--I headed down to the Springs for a continuation of the karaoke at the Dublin House, which was *tres* sweet. I was relieved to see a packed bar of people MY age, if you can believe it. It seems as though all the bars I end up hitting here in Denver are made up of thrice-divorced 40 year-old dudes.
Not anymore.
The weather today is RIDICULOUSLY awesome. Was driving back up from the Springs with the windows down and the tune*age up. Some guy in a huge ass white truck tried to kill me, but I managed to avoid that shit.
Real life starting back up once again...
Easter Sunday, and FLIPPIN SUBWAY is closed. WTF?!!?
Went out to dinner w/ the Rents on Friday for shabbat---haven't been to J.Y.W. in two weeks....ah well. They'll meet me halfway. Good times. Post-stuffage, Imanuel came over.
Let me just say this: I love Ali G more than anything....Sasha is my man. BUT WTF, Ali G The MOVIE sucked some major ass. Seriously. Not cool. Don't see it.
Saturday night I headed up to Thornton with Jen and some of her people to a karaoke bar. Good times, I am telling you. The old people singing all the country tunes = no thanks, but apart from that, everyone sounded *really* decent. I was pleasantly surprised.
Jon called me around 10-ish when he got in from San Fran--I headed down to the Springs for a continuation of the karaoke at the Dublin House, which was *tres* sweet. I was relieved to see a packed bar of people MY age, if you can believe it. It seems as though all the bars I end up hitting here in Denver are made up of thrice-divorced 40 year-old dudes.
Not anymore.
The weather today is RIDICULOUSLY awesome. Was driving back up from the Springs with the windows down and the tune*age up. Some guy in a huge ass white truck tried to kill me, but I managed to avoid that shit.
Real life starting back up once again...
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Right here. Right now.
Imanuel...you bring up a pervasive point, and the stench is still lingering in my nostrils.
JON-
Who would have thought that the need to win and be the best there is (even when you don't necessarily want it in some cases) would surprise us so very much? Not the "OOPS, I CRAPPED MY PANTS' surprise, but the "HOLY SHIT, THAT'S SO TRUE!" suprise. There's a big difference between the two, and it definitely includes not having to change your pants. Yesss.
We exude self-confidence...this is not a bad thing. However, when we pretend (and we can do so WITH SUCH grace) to have total control in those shaky areas, we falter. Maybe its just going out on a limb that we are unsure about that gets us. Maybe its being so sure about the rest of the game that when the few situations we actually fear arise---it becomes a much bigger deal.
I woke up tonight realizing that I DO NOT want to be the 28 year old with shite for a future. Of course, no one wants this. Who wants to be working at the Olive Garden and living with your parents in your late twenties when your friends are making a decent living? There's many of them out there. TONS. I've gone out with a few of them, got sucked in, and then woke up as if I was in some nightmare. Its a scary place. RUN, I tell you. RUN.
And then there's the priorities. My attention has been split in 50 ways, it seems. I'm floundering about in the sand when I need to get my ass UP and out.
Don't you love it when you find out people you once respected are freakin snakes in the grass? It crushes you, and makes you feel like an absolute douche for once admiring them.
Time to move on.
Imanuel...you bring up a pervasive point, and the stench is still lingering in my nostrils.
JON-
Who would have thought that the need to win and be the best there is (even when you don't necessarily want it in some cases) would surprise us so very much? Not the "OOPS, I CRAPPED MY PANTS' surprise, but the "HOLY SHIT, THAT'S SO TRUE!" suprise. There's a big difference between the two, and it definitely includes not having to change your pants. Yesss.
We exude self-confidence...this is not a bad thing. However, when we pretend (and we can do so WITH SUCH grace) to have total control in those shaky areas, we falter. Maybe its just going out on a limb that we are unsure about that gets us. Maybe its being so sure about the rest of the game that when the few situations we actually fear arise---it becomes a much bigger deal.
I woke up tonight realizing that I DO NOT want to be the 28 year old with shite for a future. Of course, no one wants this. Who wants to be working at the Olive Garden and living with your parents in your late twenties when your friends are making a decent living? There's many of them out there. TONS. I've gone out with a few of them, got sucked in, and then woke up as if I was in some nightmare. Its a scary place. RUN, I tell you. RUN.
And then there's the priorities. My attention has been split in 50 ways, it seems. I'm floundering about in the sand when I need to get my ass UP and out.
Don't you love it when you find out people you once respected are freakin snakes in the grass? It crushes you, and makes you feel like an absolute douche for once admiring them.
Time to move on.
Monday, March 21, 2005
I love lamp
GREAT times with Ashley and her former LOVAH. Nice kids. I canNOT believe its been two years.
My back is SCREAMING.
Eli is snoring on the couch.
Someday this is going to catch up with me...I can sleep when I'm dead. Too much to do this week.
Tomorrow I'm coming home and sleeping until Wednesday morning.
MINUTES.
Sleepin in yer blues...
GREAT times with Ashley and her former LOVAH. Nice kids. I canNOT believe its been two years.
My back is SCREAMING.
Eli is snoring on the couch.
Someday this is going to catch up with me...I can sleep when I'm dead. Too much to do this week.
Tomorrow I'm coming home and sleeping until Wednesday morning.
MINUTES.
Sleepin in yer blues...
Gangsta Trippin
Do you ever feel like the entire world WILL NOT LET YOU GET HOME? There's always something...in almost every turn lane I was in on the way home there was some car with its hood up, steaming. Meh.
Two gi-normous cups of coffee got me through the morning. Coming home at 2am + getting up at 6:30am = ouch.
Meeting up with Ashley in Golden tonight. Awesome reunion of times---Ash unt moi were RA's together back in the day. For some reason she was able to get her way out of Missouri and come up to CO for spring break. V. cool.
Yes. You do in fact need 3 copies of Red Tape.
THE OCHO.
I need to return the dress.
Nothing to wear.
LOVING THE RAIN.
I FOUND MY FREAKING KEY!!!!! WTF?!
I was four-wheeling through a road of MUD at 7:30am this morning. Ah yes. How we love the detour.
Acid
Do you ever feel like the entire world WILL NOT LET YOU GET HOME? There's always something...in almost every turn lane I was in on the way home there was some car with its hood up, steaming. Meh.
Two gi-normous cups of coffee got me through the morning. Coming home at 2am + getting up at 6:30am = ouch.
Meeting up with Ashley in Golden tonight. Awesome reunion of times---Ash unt moi were RA's together back in the day. For some reason she was able to get her way out of Missouri and come up to CO for spring break. V. cool.
Yes. You do in fact need 3 copies of Red Tape.
THE OCHO.
I need to return the dress.
Nothing to wear.
LOVING THE RAIN.
I FOUND MY FREAKING KEY!!!!! WTF?!
I was four-wheeling through a road of MUD at 7:30am this morning. Ah yes. How we love the detour.
Acid
Gangsta Trippin
Do you ever feel like the entire world WILL NOT LET YOU GET HOME? There's always something...in almost every turn lane I was in on the way home there was some car with its hood up, steaming. Meh.
Two gi-normous cups of coffee got me through the morning. Coming home at 2am + getting up at 6:30am = ouch.
Meeting up with Ashley in Golden tonight. Awesome reunion of times---Ash unt moi were RA's together back in the day. For some reason she was able to get her way out of Missouri and come up to CO for spring break. V. cool.
Yes. You do in fact need 3 copies of Red Tape.
THE OCHO.
I need to return the dress.
Nothing to wear.
LOVING THE RAIN.
I FOUND MY FREAKING KEY!!!!! WTF?!
I was four-wheeling through a road of MUD at 7:30am this morning. Ah yes. How we love the detour.
Acid 8000
Do you ever feel like the entire world WILL NOT LET YOU GET HOME? There's always something...in almost every turn lane I was in on the way home there was some car with its hood up, steaming. Meh.
Two gi-normous cups of coffee got me through the morning. Coming home at 2am + getting up at 6:30am = ouch.
Meeting up with Ashley in Golden tonight. Awesome reunion of times---Ash unt moi were RA's together back in the day. For some reason she was able to get her way out of Missouri and come up to CO for spring break. V. cool.
Yes. You do in fact need 3 copies of Red Tape.
THE OCHO.
I need to return the dress.
Nothing to wear.
LOVING THE RAIN.
I FOUND MY FREAKING KEY!!!!! WTF?!
I was four-wheeling through a road of MUD at 7:30am this morning. Ah yes. How we love the detour.
Acid 8000
Saturday, March 19, 2005
The blinds are ALIVE
YES. I am hallucinating. I have been awake for 24 hours now. WHAT A FREAKIN CRAZY NIGHT!!!
I just rolled in. It is 6:30am, people.
Chris unt moi danced non-stop from 11:30-2 at the Church--WOO* Fat Boy Slim was playing this weekend, and his set was absolutely WICKED. Then we hit some random alley place until 3. SAUSAGE SANDWICH!
I LOST MY jeep key somewhere IN the Jeep in LoDo. We tore that shit up, but couldn't find SQUAT.
Then we caught a cab (my man, Abe) to take us to Pete's Diner for breakfast. Chris had to be AT the airport by 6:00am AT THE LATEST.
Eli and Tarah had to come and rescue our asses at 5:15am. I felt like a douche.
Greatest night in a looooong while.
Iman talked me down back home...otherwise I would have crashed at the wheel. Props to you, man. And my bro Eli for getting my ass out of a MAJOR sling.
Chris is now en route to the UK. Me = jealous....the surprise is going to KICK ASS. :D
I'll tell ya'll later about the random guy with 6 staples keeping his head in place who was bleeding on my couch this time yesterday.
Wild and crazy muthafuggin times.
YES. I am hallucinating. I have been awake for 24 hours now. WHAT A FREAKIN CRAZY NIGHT!!!
I just rolled in. It is 6:30am, people.
Chris unt moi danced non-stop from 11:30-2 at the Church--WOO* Fat Boy Slim was playing this weekend, and his set was absolutely WICKED. Then we hit some random alley place until 3. SAUSAGE SANDWICH!
I LOST MY jeep key somewhere IN the Jeep in LoDo. We tore that shit up, but couldn't find SQUAT.
Then we caught a cab (my man, Abe) to take us to Pete's Diner for breakfast. Chris had to be AT the airport by 6:00am AT THE LATEST.
Eli and Tarah had to come and rescue our asses at 5:15am. I felt like a douche.
Greatest night in a looooong while.
Iman talked me down back home...otherwise I would have crashed at the wheel. Props to you, man. And my bro Eli for getting my ass out of a MAJOR sling.
Chris is now en route to the UK. Me = jealous....the surprise is going to KICK ASS. :D
I'll tell ya'll later about the random guy with 6 staples keeping his head in place who was bleeding on my couch this time yesterday.
Wild and crazy muthafuggin times.
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Men, you have 10 seconds in which to loosen your wives...
Crazy weekend so far. Shabbat on Friday, then CRAZY ass shenanigans at Akira's. Sex parties never cease to bore me.
I'VE GOT A PETER IN ME POCKET!
Post-Akira's we hit up Nick's with Brian in tow. Nice guy.
If you were a man, I would PUNCH you in the mouth...
Saturday AM felt like 3 days. Finally left Nick's at 5pm, then rolled home to shower and then hit the Springs. I met up with Jon & Co. at some comedy club...I paid 5 dollars for a watered down coke. Es un robo. I hadn't eaten anything since Friday night, so I was JONESIN for some eats. After the show we hit Shugahs for espresso and a mini-photo shoot.
Post brunch with Jon this morning, I headed back to Denver. I pride myself in the fact that I successfully avoided any and all snow...driving back as it was just hitting downtown Springs and had already passed through Denver. LOVE IT.
Right now I'm heading over to Rich's casa for some hijinks. And laundry. Don't ask.
Fare the well, children.
Crazy weekend so far. Shabbat on Friday, then CRAZY ass shenanigans at Akira's. Sex parties never cease to bore me.
I'VE GOT A PETER IN ME POCKET!
Post-Akira's we hit up Nick's with Brian in tow. Nice guy.
If you were a man, I would PUNCH you in the mouth...
Saturday AM felt like 3 days. Finally left Nick's at 5pm, then rolled home to shower and then hit the Springs. I met up with Jon & Co. at some comedy club...I paid 5 dollars for a watered down coke. Es un robo. I hadn't eaten anything since Friday night, so I was JONESIN for some eats. After the show we hit Shugahs for espresso and a mini-photo shoot.
Post brunch with Jon this morning, I headed back to Denver. I pride myself in the fact that I successfully avoided any and all snow...driving back as it was just hitting downtown Springs and had already passed through Denver. LOVE IT.
Right now I'm heading over to Rich's casa for some hijinks. And laundry. Don't ask.
Fare the well, children.
Friday, March 11, 2005
Thursday, March 10, 2005
You either got it or you don't, kid
Good G-d, ya'll. Thursday. Friday is now upon us.
Open house tonight was FAB. Chilled with this mandolin player named Eli--we were rockin some Oseh Shalom HARDCORE. THIS is what I'm talkin about. Gespacho? Not so much. I met a zillion people---I couldn't give you a name right now if my life depended on it.
Jake Marmer. "My mind is the bastard child of Bob Marley and Woody Allen."
Good G-d, ya'll. Thursday. Friday is now upon us.
Open house tonight was FAB. Chilled with this mandolin player named Eli--we were rockin some Oseh Shalom HARDCORE. THIS is what I'm talkin about. Gespacho? Not so much. I met a zillion people---I couldn't give you a name right now if my life depended on it.
Jake Marmer. "My mind is the bastard child of Bob Marley and Woody Allen."
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Though we go on our separate ways...
Dinner tonight with Tyler---the dude has it together.
Open house tomorrow at JYW. NOTHING to wear.
Sex party with Akira this Friday! Let the freakin GAMES begin. Muahahahaha!
I am in dire need of some schleep.
Debating on what to sing for the audition next month--I plan to scour music this weekend ISO of the best piece I can get my dirty little hands on. We'll see what I come back with.
Sleep is going to be *glorious* in about 10 minutes.
Dyin---just to come back, so we can meet again...
Dinner tonight with Tyler---the dude has it together.
Open house tomorrow at JYW. NOTHING to wear.
Sex party with Akira this Friday! Let the freakin GAMES begin. Muahahahaha!
I am in dire need of some schleep.
Debating on what to sing for the audition next month--I plan to scour music this weekend ISO of the best piece I can get my dirty little hands on. We'll see what I come back with.
Sleep is going to be *glorious* in about 10 minutes.
Dyin---just to come back, so we can meet again...
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Show me show me show me how you do that trick...
So festivities tonight @ the house, I suppose. Imanuel was over, along with Eli's cronies. The bathroom is TRES clean. o-MAZIN. I swiped some TP from the back of Imanuel's car. EMPANADA.
I gotta tell ya...that smells like straight up GASOLINE.
NPH, man. One CLASS act.
Jon, we are helpless.
Is it Friday yet?
MIDNIGHT LAUNDRO.
So festivities tonight @ the house, I suppose. Imanuel was over, along with Eli's cronies. The bathroom is TRES clean. o-MAZIN. I swiped some TP from the back of Imanuel's car. EMPANADA.
I gotta tell ya...that smells like straight up GASOLINE.
NPH, man. One CLASS act.
Jon, we are helpless.
Is it Friday yet?
MIDNIGHT LAUNDRO.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Sunday, March 06, 2005
It could be sweet
What doesn't make sense to me: believing in something or someone out of FEAR.
"Hmm...I'm not sure...but why not just cover my bases?"
RI-FREAKING-DICULOUS.
I am so jonesing for school.
Visions of Eilat dancing in my head.
*Enjoying* jazz like a semi-counscious, milky warm enema.
You make my karma puke.
What doesn't make sense to me: believing in something or someone out of FEAR.
"Hmm...I'm not sure...but why not just cover my bases?"
RI-FREAKING-DICULOUS.
I am so jonesing for school.
Visions of Eilat dancing in my head.
*Enjoying* jazz like a semi-counscious, milky warm enema.
You make my karma puke.
If I live until I could not climb my stairs
Something has changed in the past 24 hours.
I've run out of patience for certain things...
Priorities are boldly emerging that have been loitering for some time...completely my fault.
My fault.
I'm getting sick and tired of activities that I once thought I enjoyed.
I'm so sorry, Kyle.
I'm going for a run. Eli is outside blaring 'NOTHING'S GONNA STOP US NOW' from the Mannequin movie. WOO Andrew McCarthy.
People. WHO THINKS OF THIS SHITE?
Something has changed in the past 24 hours.
I've run out of patience for certain things...
Priorities are boldly emerging that have been loitering for some time...completely my fault.
My fault.
I'm getting sick and tired of activities that I once thought I enjoyed.
I'm so sorry, Kyle.
I'm going for a run. Eli is outside blaring 'NOTHING'S GONNA STOP US NOW' from the Mannequin movie. WOO Andrew McCarthy.
People. WHO THINKS OF THIS SHITE?
Friday, March 04, 2005
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Go boychik, its your berfday...
Met up with Allison post-Shabbat. I think I might have found a niche. Harriet = GEM. I am LOVING the Rabbi. I did the blessing for the lights...good feelings.
THE BEST CHALLOT IN CHERRY CREEK.
Anywho, Allison unt moi then saw Moolade, which was stomach-turning. So glad I was born here in the States...
Denver Diner = yay. Colfax = not so much.
Just got back from seeing a flick with the Nick---ROMANTIC MIX CD ---damn, how I love 1998.
Developing a killer migraine for some reason...
Imanuel = car accident? WTF?
Keystone tomorrow.
Kyle, I am alive.
Met up with Allison post-Shabbat. I think I might have found a niche. Harriet = GEM. I am LOVING the Rabbi. I did the blessing for the lights...good feelings.
THE BEST CHALLOT IN CHERRY CREEK.
Anywho, Allison unt moi then saw Moolade, which was stomach-turning. So glad I was born here in the States...
Denver Diner = yay. Colfax = not so much.
Just got back from seeing a flick with the Nick---ROMANTIC MIX CD ---damn, how I love 1998.
Developing a killer migraine for some reason...
Imanuel = car accident? WTF?
Keystone tomorrow.
Kyle, I am alive.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Because I can
Just rolled in from Pueblo. UGH. Bless Nick for keeping me awake the entire drive home. And that ASSUALT drink that did nothing to energize me. Bullshit.
Anywho, Jon unt moi did FABULOUS tonight...felt great to be back on stage. I couldn't hear myself that well, but such is the nature of the beast.
And to the ladies at 7-11 off of Tejon by Jon's house...I salute you.
Jon was great...it cracks me up how I see him from two incredibly contrasting perspectives---I love this. He kicked some major ass tonight.
Andrea is the mistress of the hookah bar.
I am PMS-ing hardcore. Such a shitty mood on the way down there...I think its the patch. This is CHANGING me. I don't know how much longer I should try this out. It may be time to try an alternative method. We'll see.
I'm now going to die on the air mattress. JEALOUS?
Just rolled in from Pueblo. UGH. Bless Nick for keeping me awake the entire drive home. And that ASSUALT drink that did nothing to energize me. Bullshit.
Anywho, Jon unt moi did FABULOUS tonight...felt great to be back on stage. I couldn't hear myself that well, but such is the nature of the beast.
And to the ladies at 7-11 off of Tejon by Jon's house...I salute you.
Jon was great...it cracks me up how I see him from two incredibly contrasting perspectives---I love this. He kicked some major ass tonight.
Andrea is the mistress of the hookah bar.
I am PMS-ing hardcore. Such a shitty mood on the way down there...I think its the patch. This is CHANGING me. I don't know how much longer I should try this out. It may be time to try an alternative method. We'll see.
I'm now going to die on the air mattress. JEALOUS?
Monday, February 21, 2005
Turn your lights down low
So Matis just got signed with Or. What a mensch, seriously. Much love.
Who's the baddest Heeb this side of Tel Aviv?
Keystone this weekend. Huzzah.
Aqualung is releasing a bizarro mix of their album in the US next month. I pray MTV doesn't find out. Upside: No more import prices. Downside: Douche bags knowing who he is. How I love my precious English boys....
I am getting sick again...and always TIRED for some reason. Mono, maybe? Dang. At least that would be a sweet diet.
I'll put a spell on you...
My jacket smells like China.
So Matis just got signed with Or. What a mensch, seriously. Much love.
Who's the baddest Heeb this side of Tel Aviv?
Keystone this weekend. Huzzah.
Aqualung is releasing a bizarro mix of their album in the US next month. I pray MTV doesn't find out. Upside: No more import prices. Downside: Douche bags knowing who he is. How I love my precious English boys....
I am getting sick again...and always TIRED for some reason. Mono, maybe? Dang. At least that would be a sweet diet.
I'll put a spell on you...
My jacket smells like China.
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Royal Grief
Saw Constantine last night. Decent film, but really left me wanting more from it...I didn't feel as though it was complete. It did, however, raise some interesting questions within myself, along with a reaffirming of my opinion that I think the Catholics are CRAZY.
Richard Kay is my favorite Englishman this week.
Formulating plans for Israel this upcoming October. BRING IT. Better start storing those PTO's.
If we fly through Rome or Milan, I'd *really* like to have a few days to scope out the place... but we'll see.
Laundry time.
In the public eye.
Saw Constantine last night. Decent film, but really left me wanting more from it...I didn't feel as though it was complete. It did, however, raise some interesting questions within myself, along with a reaffirming of my opinion that I think the Catholics are CRAZY.
Richard Kay is my favorite Englishman this week.
Formulating plans for Israel this upcoming October. BRING IT. Better start storing those PTO's.
If we fly through Rome or Milan, I'd *really* like to have a few days to scope out the place... but we'll see.
Laundry time.
In the public eye.
Saturday, February 19, 2005
Flava Flav
Hunger drives me from my apartment. I should really get some food for this hole.
It looks *glorious* outside. I think I shall go frollick. Or Frolick.
I think I clench my teeth when I sleep. My jaw is in some kinda of hella pain. It also could be from talking for about 4 hours straight last night....MEH
Hitch!? WTF, seriously, people.
Hunger drives me from my apartment. I should really get some food for this hole.
It looks *glorious* outside. I think I shall go frollick. Or Frolick.
I think I clench my teeth when I sleep. My jaw is in some kinda of hella pain. It also could be from talking for about 4 hours straight last night....MEH
Hitch!? WTF, seriously, people.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Whirlwind of praise from below to above
Work is actually awesome this week because I have TONS of projects on my plate. I am loving this.
Came home at 6:30. Died in bed. I just woke up an hour ago. The funny thing is--I will be able to hit the sack in 30 minutes once again. My body is on STRIKE.
I thought it was Friday today, no joke. Apparently I'm not the only one...
Had a decent rehearsal with Jon last night-- great progress. I'm really glad we're buckling down with our music. This part of my life has been dormant for WAY too long. The drive back from the Springs sucked a nut last night, but it was worth it.
Oy. This resident came in today to see one of the directors, and WOW. Let me just say the results are in: its final: I'm marrying a doctor.
Cashz day tomorrow. Let the denim rejoice.
Is it summer yet?
Work is actually awesome this week because I have TONS of projects on my plate. I am loving this.
Came home at 6:30. Died in bed. I just woke up an hour ago. The funny thing is--I will be able to hit the sack in 30 minutes once again. My body is on STRIKE.
I thought it was Friday today, no joke. Apparently I'm not the only one...
Had a decent rehearsal with Jon last night-- great progress. I'm really glad we're buckling down with our music. This part of my life has been dormant for WAY too long. The drive back from the Springs sucked a nut last night, but it was worth it.
Oy. This resident came in today to see one of the directors, and WOW. Let me just say the results are in: its final: I'm marrying a doctor.
Cashz day tomorrow. Let the denim rejoice.
Is it summer yet?
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Reelin' 'em in...where ya been?
Dear G-d...last night was hilariously awesome. Well... let's start with Sunday:
*Saw Hotel Rwanda--wow. You people NEED to see this movie, but make sure you block out an entire day to feel ashamed to be a white American. Not kidding.
Last night I finally met up with Imanuel. That kid is a TRIP and a half, no kidding. Ate at Falafel King (Joes)--WTF was up with their Shwarma? UGH.
Imanuel: "I've never been to the Middle East---I wouldn't know these things."
People are douche bags.
Post-falafel, we saw Boogeyman, which genuinely freaked me out. Constantine comes out this weekend...I am *so* excited to see this crap. Rated 'R' for 'demonic images.'
Seriously...does it get any better?
Bueno...right now I am tired *as crap.* Supposed to go down to the Springs tonight to rehearse with Bloom for Thursday. It is actually supposed to snow today...this worries me. Driving down just to drive right back in the shite? I'm not digging it. We'll see how it turns out.
Someone give me a jumpstart...this is killing me. I could crawl under my desk and sleep for 5 hours.
*poke*
This guy is a douche.
So. Chris Rock is hosting the Oscars. Ugh. This is just annoying.
If your cup's already full, then it's bound to overflow.
Dear G-d...last night was hilariously awesome. Well... let's start with Sunday:
*Saw Hotel Rwanda--wow. You people NEED to see this movie, but make sure you block out an entire day to feel ashamed to be a white American. Not kidding.
Last night I finally met up with Imanuel. That kid is a TRIP and a half, no kidding. Ate at Falafel King (Joes)--WTF was up with their Shwarma? UGH.
Imanuel: "I've never been to the Middle East---I wouldn't know these things."
People are douche bags.
Post-falafel, we saw Boogeyman, which genuinely freaked me out. Constantine comes out this weekend...I am *so* excited to see this crap. Rated 'R' for 'demonic images.'
Seriously...does it get any better?
Bueno...right now I am tired *as crap.* Supposed to go down to the Springs tonight to rehearse with Bloom for Thursday. It is actually supposed to snow today...this worries me. Driving down just to drive right back in the shite? I'm not digging it. We'll see how it turns out.
Someone give me a jumpstart...this is killing me. I could crawl under my desk and sleep for 5 hours.
*poke*
This guy is a douche.
So. Chris Rock is hosting the Oscars. Ugh. This is just annoying.
If your cup's already full, then it's bound to overflow.
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Friday, February 11, 2005
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
On my knees I think clearer
How I heart interoffice mail hijinks.
Shawn arrived last night--we watched the first quarter of Napoleon...I tell ya. High quality friends are few and far, amigos. Right now he's on his way back from Montrose. My guess is that he doesn't show until 7...traffic is going to be HEINOUS.
The patch is workin out.
My neck and shoulders have been a wreck the past 3 days.
Jeff is an absolute riot.
I'm sorry doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it the entire time...
Ah yes...and to whoever you are out there googling CARI TUNA at a sick rate, STOP reading this blog. And now....for your searching pleasure---CARI TUNA CARI TUNA CARI TUNA is a douche. GET over yourself.
Ah yes. And I pride myself that I get at least 5 hits a week from Estelle Geddy searches. I rule.
Swisha muthafuggin sweets.
How I heart interoffice mail hijinks.
Shawn arrived last night--we watched the first quarter of Napoleon...I tell ya. High quality friends are few and far, amigos. Right now he's on his way back from Montrose. My guess is that he doesn't show until 7...traffic is going to be HEINOUS.
The patch is workin out.
My neck and shoulders have been a wreck the past 3 days.
Jeff is an absolute riot.
I'm sorry doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it the entire time...
Ah yes...and to whoever you are out there googling CARI TUNA at a sick rate, STOP reading this blog. And now....for your searching pleasure---CARI TUNA CARI TUNA CARI TUNA is a douche. GET over yourself.
Ah yes. And I pride myself that I get at least 5 hits a week from Estelle Geddy searches. I rule.
Swisha muthafuggin sweets.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Oh man, look at those cavemen go!
This weekend has gone by too fast. I need to get more schleep.
David Bowie - Life on Mars
I could seriously care less about the superbowl in this funk I'm in. I would, however, enjoy Paul's performance.
Way too cold in the apartment--I just checked. 63 degrees. Woops.
Shawn will be here tomorrow night. This will be *tres* fun.
Some things are such a *waste* of time.
My brother's friends used my candles as ash trays this weekend. Nice. This is why I hide my yankee candles. Which reminds me--Midsummer Night's Dream = YES. Joni bought me the car hangy-thing of it. My Jeep now smells like a man. A really fine smelling man.
The whole dating scene exhausts me. I'm washing my hands of douche bags, seriously. Again. WASTE of time. Here's an application for you and 5 references...and I'll need a sample. The dixie cups are on the back of the toilet.
I am out of Agave Nectar. Someone please send back-ups.
This weekend has gone by too fast. I need to get more schleep.
David Bowie - Life on Mars
I could seriously care less about the superbowl in this funk I'm in. I would, however, enjoy Paul's performance.
Way too cold in the apartment--I just checked. 63 degrees. Woops.
Shawn will be here tomorrow night. This will be *tres* fun.
Some things are such a *waste* of time.
My brother's friends used my candles as ash trays this weekend. Nice. This is why I hide my yankee candles. Which reminds me--Midsummer Night's Dream = YES. Joni bought me the car hangy-thing of it. My Jeep now smells like a man. A really fine smelling man.
The whole dating scene exhausts me. I'm washing my hands of douche bags, seriously. Again. WASTE of time. Here's an application for you and 5 references...and I'll need a sample. The dixie cups are on the back of the toilet.
I am out of Agave Nectar. Someone please send back-ups.
Matisyahu Linkage
Here's Matis' tv debut on the Jimmy Kimmel show a while back:
http://www.jewschool.com/jimmykimmel.mov
Here's Matis' tv debut on the Jimmy Kimmel show a while back:
http://www.jewschool.com/jimmykimmel.mov
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Monday, January 31, 2005
Te llamo; I hate you
Mom was in the hospital this entire weekend. MORPHINE. I lived there. House sat during the wee hours--the dogs are nuckin futs. Snowed 10 inches in Parker. Dear G-d, I love the Jeep. Took me two hours to get to LoDo...AND I took c470.
I received support from a *very* surprising source this weekend. I appreciate this.
My JAZZ dance classes start next week. Jazz pants/hands/shoes/gloves/your mom. The same instructor does a tap class, too---I am all BOUT IT BOUT IT.
My diet has consisted of mainly oatmeal for the past week. Weird, yet strangely phenom.
I'm going to see Matisyahu this week, and you aren't. HA. SOOOOO excited.
I should consider buying *real* food. Nah.
Mom was in the hospital this entire weekend. MORPHINE. I lived there. House sat during the wee hours--the dogs are nuckin futs. Snowed 10 inches in Parker. Dear G-d, I love the Jeep. Took me two hours to get to LoDo...AND I took c470.
I received support from a *very* surprising source this weekend. I appreciate this.
My JAZZ dance classes start next week. Jazz pants/hands/shoes/gloves/your mom. The same instructor does a tap class, too---I am all BOUT IT BOUT IT.
My diet has consisted of mainly oatmeal for the past week. Weird, yet strangely phenom.
I'm going to see Matisyahu this week, and you aren't. HA. SOOOOO excited.
I should consider buying *real* food. Nah.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Caught in between
Joni, you are a Godsend. We're churching it on Sunday...LET THE GAMES BEGIN. We went and saw HIDE AND SEEK....and yes, we definitely screamed aloud. Twice.
I really loathe basketball.
For some reason I am turning into a 55 year-old man...I have such a LUST FOR Creedance Clearwater Revival. Something about their music....it was just TEXTURED. It MEANT something, heaven forbid. Also picked up Ill Nino's last album...it was autographed on the book inside...actually autographed. I laughed. Amelie was sitting on the shelf for 10 bucks, so I picked that shit up, as well.
I know it. I was in Nam.
My feet are FREEZING.
I told whats-his-face that I had absolutely no intentions of pursuing anything with him. He took it quite well after giving me an awesome FUCK YOU. Eh. I get that a lot.
Dyin just to come back....so we can meet again.
Joni, you are a Godsend. We're churching it on Sunday...LET THE GAMES BEGIN. We went and saw HIDE AND SEEK....and yes, we definitely screamed aloud. Twice.
I really loathe basketball.
For some reason I am turning into a 55 year-old man...I have such a LUST FOR Creedance Clearwater Revival. Something about their music....it was just TEXTURED. It MEANT something, heaven forbid. Also picked up Ill Nino's last album...it was autographed on the book inside...actually autographed. I laughed. Amelie was sitting on the shelf for 10 bucks, so I picked that shit up, as well.
I know it. I was in Nam.
My feet are FREEZING.
I told whats-his-face that I had absolutely no intentions of pursuing anything with him. He took it quite well after giving me an awesome FUCK YOU. Eh. I get that a lot.
Dyin just to come back....so we can meet again.
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
This party is quite the sausage fest
My SCUBA class last night was amazing. I did very well--I rocked the mask clearing underwater. Shawn was fabulous. I'm definitely getting certified.
Passing OUT this morning was NOT so amazing: doctor probing at my groceries + chick stabbing me 5 times before hitting a vein to draw blood from - any and all food = loss of consciousness. YAY!
Small triumph number one: Free 6 month subscrip to Diver Training mag
Small triumph number two: Rolling into work at 12:30...I could get used to this
Amusing news of the day: Mandy Schley in Allison's Greek Drama/Lit class--priceless
Procrasta news: Me starting laundry at 10:30pm when I've been home idling since 7:30pm
Amusing news number two: The patch comes in a caboodle-like carrying case that I shall henceforth utitilize for makeup toting
Not so cool news: My groceries are sore as hell
Today IS Thursday. It has to be.
Bless Eli. How we love being poor.
BAD NEWS: GIJOE cartoons from ebaums were shut down. Bastards.
We're running out of pepper jack.
The weather here is 60 and holding. I wore flip flops today. This is the beginning...
My SCUBA class last night was amazing. I did very well--I rocked the mask clearing underwater. Shawn was fabulous. I'm definitely getting certified.
Passing OUT this morning was NOT so amazing: doctor probing at my groceries + chick stabbing me 5 times before hitting a vein to draw blood from - any and all food = loss of consciousness. YAY!
Small triumph number one: Free 6 month subscrip to Diver Training mag
Small triumph number two: Rolling into work at 12:30...I could get used to this
Amusing news of the day: Mandy Schley in Allison's Greek Drama/Lit class--priceless
Procrasta news: Me starting laundry at 10:30pm when I've been home idling since 7:30pm
Amusing news number two: The patch comes in a caboodle-like carrying case that I shall henceforth utitilize for makeup toting
Not so cool news: My groceries are sore as hell
Today IS Thursday. It has to be.
Bless Eli. How we love being poor.
BAD NEWS: GIJOE cartoons from ebaums were shut down. Bastards.
We're running out of pepper jack.
The weather here is 60 and holding. I wore flip flops today. This is the beginning...
Monday, January 24, 2005
BOOTY CALL 2005
I didn't sleep last night. I am a DOUCHE.
Eh. This is the time.
So yes. Sunday night proved to be great ...Sean, you better get your crap together for Wednesday. FO uh sho.
At 2pm today I thought it was Tuesday.
Someone cure me of this sick ROCKAPELLA ADDICTION!
I exercised the demons of our TOSHIBA 106631 today. RECOGNIZE, biznitches.
I had my SCUBA lesson tonight with Shawn...a phenom instructor. We spent 2 hours getting our SCUBA on-- throwing torpedoes and frisbees at each other, doing flips, and practiced getting water out of our masks whilst under. That sounded like SUCH a flippin 3rd grade journal entry. MEH. I am *so* getting certified. Also--the owner is HARDCORE into underwater photog...another facet in which I must tap with great force.
Let it begin...
I didn't sleep last night. I am a DOUCHE.
Eh. This is the time.
So yes. Sunday night proved to be great ...Sean, you better get your crap together for Wednesday. FO uh sho.
At 2pm today I thought it was Tuesday.
Someone cure me of this sick ROCKAPELLA ADDICTION!
I exercised the demons of our TOSHIBA 106631 today. RECOGNIZE, biznitches.
I had my SCUBA lesson tonight with Shawn...a phenom instructor. We spent 2 hours getting our SCUBA on-- throwing torpedoes and frisbees at each other, doing flips, and practiced getting water out of our masks whilst under. That sounded like SUCH a flippin 3rd grade journal entry. MEH. I am *so* getting certified. Also--the owner is HARDCORE into underwater photog...another facet in which I must tap with great force.
Let it begin...
Sunday, January 23, 2005
THE BITTER IRONY
So get this: during the summer of my junior year in high school, I was a telemarketer for an HOUR. Freakin Central people talked me into it, and I wanted to supplement my awesome, non-existent income. I did a shpeal for the FRATERNAL ORDER OF POLICE. Just so happens that some TELEMARKETER just called me 5 minutes ago toting the SAME shpeal I once did years ago. I hung up after politely saying something random about supporting the police in another facet, blah blah.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE OUR GOLD STAR and pledge over 50 dollars? No thanks.
Lunch meeting this afternoon with Sean. Meeting Katie to catch up tonight. Post-meeting with Katie I have to track down my swimming suit so I can get my SCUBA on tomorrow. Its most likely chillin in some box I have yet to open. YESSS. I also need to give this place a decent cleanse before Eli gets back from Nebraskie.
Hung out with Timbo last night, and I really think that I need to retire Napoleon at least for 3 weeks. I'm on the *EDGE*, people.
Shawn is moving back to Colorado next month! HELLS YES! Its my fabuloso YMCA poster boy and Joe Dirt bud from days of yore.
Taco Bell seriously smells like rotten ass when you're not hungry.
The weather = beautimous. I'm out to enjoy it.
Ciao.
So get this: during the summer of my junior year in high school, I was a telemarketer for an HOUR. Freakin Central people talked me into it, and I wanted to supplement my awesome, non-existent income. I did a shpeal for the FRATERNAL ORDER OF POLICE. Just so happens that some TELEMARKETER just called me 5 minutes ago toting the SAME shpeal I once did years ago. I hung up after politely saying something random about supporting the police in another facet, blah blah.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE OUR GOLD STAR and pledge over 50 dollars? No thanks.
Lunch meeting this afternoon with Sean. Meeting Katie to catch up tonight. Post-meeting with Katie I have to track down my swimming suit so I can get my SCUBA on tomorrow. Its most likely chillin in some box I have yet to open. YESSS. I also need to give this place a decent cleanse before Eli gets back from Nebraskie.
Hung out with Timbo last night, and I really think that I need to retire Napoleon at least for 3 weeks. I'm on the *EDGE*, people.
Shawn is moving back to Colorado next month! HELLS YES! Its my fabuloso YMCA poster boy and Joe Dirt bud from days of yore.
Taco Bell seriously smells like rotten ass when you're not hungry.
The weather = beautimous. I'm out to enjoy it.
Ciao.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Friday, January 21, 2005
NEBRASKIE!
People. The week is over.
Work went by rather slow today, BUT...not bad. I could snag a spot being the corporate trainer for intake....oh YES, yes I will.
Had a phenom chat with Kerli last night---my favorite Estonian vixen. Damn, I love this woman. I need to meet up with her in Munich ASAP. She broke up with Sven---4 years of her life down the drain. This nauseates me. He treated her like shit. Hopefully this new German dude will prove to be lesser of a douche.
Tonight Eli unt moi are hittin the town. Oh...its on.
Sean? You + me = us. Let the photo shenanigans commence.
People. The week is over.
Work went by rather slow today, BUT...not bad. I could snag a spot being the corporate trainer for intake....oh YES, yes I will.
Had a phenom chat with Kerli last night---my favorite Estonian vixen. Damn, I love this woman. I need to meet up with her in Munich ASAP. She broke up with Sven---4 years of her life down the drain. This nauseates me. He treated her like shit. Hopefully this new German dude will prove to be lesser of a douche.
Tonight Eli unt moi are hittin the town. Oh...its on.
Sean? You + me = us. Let the photo shenanigans commence.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
ASHA BLAKE IS A *CURIOUS* JOURNALIST
Because we really give a flying rat's ass.
This week has been a journey, indeed. Finished my article by today for the corp paper, but the transportation story took up more space than the editor thought----hence my story gets the boot until next week. Meh. At least it won't be cut into pieces.
Felt like SHITTLES this morning...took a long walk at lunch today to my favorite Thai place for some much needed space. The weather was RIDICULOUSLY beautiful. Ugh. I was so stressed this morning....oy. Post-lunch I headed back to the office and saw Nancy out on the lawn next to Grant street. I love that kid. Had a fabulous talk. Felt so much better post-1pm.
Jon = ill, and his dad is in town. Yikes.
Kyle was in a car accident today. What gives, people?
Jesse Bradford? HECK YES.
Matisyahu will be here in two weeks. For this I rejoice.
Taking a voice-over acting class. I am hella excited to get into the studio.
We're done.
Because we really give a flying rat's ass.
This week has been a journey, indeed. Finished my article by today for the corp paper, but the transportation story took up more space than the editor thought----hence my story gets the boot until next week. Meh. At least it won't be cut into pieces.
Felt like SHITTLES this morning...took a long walk at lunch today to my favorite Thai place for some much needed space. The weather was RIDICULOUSLY beautiful. Ugh. I was so stressed this morning....oy. Post-lunch I headed back to the office and saw Nancy out on the lawn next to Grant street. I love that kid. Had a fabulous talk. Felt so much better post-1pm.
Jon = ill, and his dad is in town. Yikes.
Kyle was in a car accident today. What gives, people?
Jesse Bradford? HECK YES.
Matisyahu will be here in two weeks. For this I rejoice.
Taking a voice-over acting class. I am hella excited to get into the studio.
We're done.
Sunday, January 16, 2005
Don't get all heavy and uncool...
I am *loving* today. Slept in this morning and then headed down to the rents' house for festivities. Home = max. comfort. Homeade pizza tonight? Heck yes.
This weekend has been phenom--started out with Joni on Friday with some Thai and shopping. I started to get TRES tired, so we snagged some Starbucks--the triple shot = not a good idea. I ended up wrapping the night up rather early because I felt like absolute shite. Meh. I just needed some sleep.
Last night was great--Chris drove up for shenanigans. Laser tag = LONG overdue. :)
AMERICA'S GRILL? Just say NO. I CANNOT believe the positive reviews for that place.
Entertaining the thought of staying here tonight...I could fit a run in before work tomorrow.
European Vacation is on right now---hilarious. Its been a while.
Home Alone 4? WHEN does it STOP? Ugh.
Bizarre dreams last night--all I can remember is that I was stuck in a high-rise watching a swarm of tornadoes surround the courthouse. In another dream I was strapped to this catapult thing that was supposed to be a huge, indoor car-wash. Yea, I know. It doesn't make sense. ANYWHO...the catapult released both backwards and forwards... so I was flying along, strapped to the device about 50 feet into the air in an arc.
I have no idea what this means.
Allison--I've lost 5 more pounds in the past two weeks. Muahahaha! I can't wait for this week O-torture to commence.
The Colts are getting their asses handed to them.
Lizzaundrat time.
I am *loving* today. Slept in this morning and then headed down to the rents' house for festivities. Home = max. comfort. Homeade pizza tonight? Heck yes.
This weekend has been phenom--started out with Joni on Friday with some Thai and shopping. I started to get TRES tired, so we snagged some Starbucks--the triple shot = not a good idea. I ended up wrapping the night up rather early because I felt like absolute shite. Meh. I just needed some sleep.
Last night was great--Chris drove up for shenanigans. Laser tag = LONG overdue. :)
AMERICA'S GRILL? Just say NO. I CANNOT believe the positive reviews for that place.
Entertaining the thought of staying here tonight...I could fit a run in before work tomorrow.
European Vacation is on right now---hilarious. Its been a while.
Home Alone 4? WHEN does it STOP? Ugh.
Bizarre dreams last night--all I can remember is that I was stuck in a high-rise watching a swarm of tornadoes surround the courthouse. In another dream I was strapped to this catapult thing that was supposed to be a huge, indoor car-wash. Yea, I know. It doesn't make sense. ANYWHO...the catapult released both backwards and forwards... so I was flying along, strapped to the device about 50 feet into the air in an arc.
I have no idea what this means.
Allison--I've lost 5 more pounds in the past two weeks. Muahahaha! I can't wait for this week O-torture to commence.
The Colts are getting their asses handed to them.
Lizzaundrat time.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Kick my ass
Hello, my children.
Allison put together a workout tonight that kept my body shaking WELL into my drive home. You fuckin' rule, dude. THIS is what I'm talkin about.
Dinner and festivities with Joni tomorrow night. Looking forward to this.
I have my first SCUBA lesson on Monday night.
Sunday: to snowshoe or NOT to snowshoe...that is the question. I think its going to be a menopause fest, so I may forget about it. Eh. We'll see.
My body is aching for denim. Thank G-d tomorrow is cashz.
DENIM DEBBIE!
Hello, my children.
Allison put together a workout tonight that kept my body shaking WELL into my drive home. You fuckin' rule, dude. THIS is what I'm talkin about.
Dinner and festivities with Joni tomorrow night. Looking forward to this.
I have my first SCUBA lesson on Monday night.
Sunday: to snowshoe or NOT to snowshoe...that is the question. I think its going to be a menopause fest, so I may forget about it. Eh. We'll see.
My body is aching for denim. Thank G-d tomorrow is cashz.
DENIM DEBBIE!
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
You're KILLIN ME, SMALLS!
Tuesday. Is it Friday yet?
Went to the gym today post-work. I'm getting VERY BORED with the workouts even though I have been changing up the pace quite a bit. My attention span is on the wane.
Cleaned out the Jeep tonight after I came home from gyming. I did as much as I could until I could no longer feel my fingers. Ugh. I need to RID my life of clutter. I'm throwing out half of my clothes with absolutely no regret. Just get *rid* of it all. CATHARSIS of CRAP, as it were.
I need to make dinner. Don't feel like eating.
This is your life.
Tuesday. Is it Friday yet?
Went to the gym today post-work. I'm getting VERY BORED with the workouts even though I have been changing up the pace quite a bit. My attention span is on the wane.
Cleaned out the Jeep tonight after I came home from gyming. I did as much as I could until I could no longer feel my fingers. Ugh. I need to RID my life of clutter. I'm throwing out half of my clothes with absolutely no regret. Just get *rid* of it all. CATHARSIS of CRAP, as it were.
I need to make dinner. Don't feel like eating.
This is your life.
Monday, January 10, 2005
Sunday, January 09, 2005
GET LOW
Let me sum up the weekend:
1. Won 200 buckaroos
2. Allison & Moi = good times at work holiday party. We just *looked good*
3. Met up with Jon and Eirka at Luna in LoDo--we're not Erika fans. Cosmo = yes
4. Great times with Chris in the Sprangs- LET ME HOLD YOUR CREAM!
5. Came to the realization that I never want to be blitzed ever again. It just *lacks* class
6. Jon and moi worked the HELL out of our arrangement of COLD. Damn, we sound good.
NOT ready for Monday. UGH.
Let me sum up the weekend:
1. Won 200 buckaroos
2. Allison & Moi = good times at work holiday party. We just *looked good*
3. Met up with Jon and Eirka at Luna in LoDo--we're not Erika fans. Cosmo = yes
4. Great times with Chris in the Sprangs- LET ME HOLD YOUR CREAM!
5. Came to the realization that I never want to be blitzed ever again. It just *lacks* class
6. Jon and moi worked the HELL out of our arrangement of COLD. Damn, we sound good.
NOT ready for Monday. UGH.
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Sunday, January 02, 2005
It doesn't work out this way
Watched the last half of Annie Hall. We're just in it for the eggs, my friends. I am starting to believe this. Depressing. I love the truth. It makes me nauseated.
Matthew Lesko...TIP for you: if you want people to buy your shitty book, don't try to sell it on tv while wearing a freaking felt question-mark suit that makes you look like the joker.
Bill Pullman has really nice hair in SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE. There's just a *sheen* to it that bests the most remarkable of Pantene commercials.
Watched Reign of Fire tonight for the first time. Holy crap, I just can't EVER get enough of Christian Bale. *PICK AXE*
Watched the last half of Annie Hall. We're just in it for the eggs, my friends. I am starting to believe this. Depressing. I love the truth. It makes me nauseated.
Matthew Lesko...TIP for you: if you want people to buy your shitty book, don't try to sell it on tv while wearing a freaking felt question-mark suit that makes you look like the joker.
Bill Pullman has really nice hair in SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE. There's just a *sheen* to it that bests the most remarkable of Pantene commercials.
Watched Reign of Fire tonight for the first time. Holy crap, I just can't EVER get enough of Christian Bale. *PICK AXE*
Saturday, January 01, 2005
GOLDEN NUGGET WOMAN
2005. HOORAH.
Shindig at Doug and Allison's last night. Good times all around. I went to bed around 1:45. We are old people.
Today is Dad's b-day...snagged him those fancy shmancy earphones he wanted, but I NEED to get him something else. I have no idea what to get.
I fucking *hate* minivans. Right now I'm trying to drown out the mexican fiesta my neighbors are throwing right now with my Lil Jon. I win.
Bend over to the front and touch yer toes...
I came home to a sea of coors light cans. There are TWO cans in the shower.
Finally bought Napoleon Dynamite yesterday. The dude that checked me out was a BIZARRO Nate and was most definitely hitting on me. It was the English accent, I'm sure.
Tomorrow I'm declaring "CLEAN UP MY SHIT" day, because my apartment and car are in shambles. We need to remedy this.
2005. HOORAH.
Shindig at Doug and Allison's last night. Good times all around. I went to bed around 1:45. We are old people.
Today is Dad's b-day...snagged him those fancy shmancy earphones he wanted, but I NEED to get him something else. I have no idea what to get.
I fucking *hate* minivans. Right now I'm trying to drown out the mexican fiesta my neighbors are throwing right now with my Lil Jon. I win.
Bend over to the front and touch yer toes...
I came home to a sea of coors light cans. There are TWO cans in the shower.
Finally bought Napoleon Dynamite yesterday. The dude that checked me out was a BIZARRO Nate and was most definitely hitting on me. It was the English accent, I'm sure.
Tomorrow I'm declaring "CLEAN UP MY SHIT" day, because my apartment and car are in shambles. We need to remedy this.
Friday, December 31, 2004
Saturday, December 25, 2004
To live as thus
I've grown up with my identity being 95% based on my religion. A religion, as it would seem, that has become a ginormous mystery to me. I've grown up incredibly confused, religon-wise. Honestly, my religion followed that of my parents...and whatever stakes they put down as to 'WHAT' we were. This I embraced wholly because of the way in which I was raised--this came first. The ministry comes first. And while those larger ideas were all great, I eventually lost passion for it because IT WASN'T MINE. And I knew this all along.
I lost a passion for it when I was old enough to start really applying it to life---and what would life be like without tragedy, ey? This 'religion' I was affiliated with and moi slammed into a brick wall in high school --with the appropriate mini-tragedies that follow suit.
When I could NO LONGER apply what had been a part of my life to such situations, I fell into a proverbial pit of despair. People closest to me were suffering, and I had lost all words of comfort--because what I WAS could no longer be applied. My 'talents' were useless. In their last leg of trying to appear 'normal,' their true selves were unmasked. 17 years. In their truth, my lack of sincerity in belief was revealed for all to see.
However, I haven't been stripped clean of such beliefs--pieces remain that I truly hold onto--whether for the sake of tradition (as I know it), or because I see genuine truth in what they are. Its as if I dreamed of mountains upon mountains of treasure...and have awoken with a single gold coin in my hand.
All of this haunts me...
I've grown up with my identity being 95% based on my religion. A religion, as it would seem, that has become a ginormous mystery to me. I've grown up incredibly confused, religon-wise. Honestly, my religion followed that of my parents...and whatever stakes they put down as to 'WHAT' we were. This I embraced wholly because of the way in which I was raised--this came first. The ministry comes first. And while those larger ideas were all great, I eventually lost passion for it because IT WASN'T MINE. And I knew this all along.
I lost a passion for it when I was old enough to start really applying it to life---and what would life be like without tragedy, ey? This 'religion' I was affiliated with and moi slammed into a brick wall in high school --with the appropriate mini-tragedies that follow suit.
When I could NO LONGER apply what had been a part of my life to such situations, I fell into a proverbial pit of despair. People closest to me were suffering, and I had lost all words of comfort--because what I WAS could no longer be applied. My 'talents' were useless. In their last leg of trying to appear 'normal,' their true selves were unmasked. 17 years. In their truth, my lack of sincerity in belief was revealed for all to see.
However, I haven't been stripped clean of such beliefs--pieces remain that I truly hold onto--whether for the sake of tradition (as I know it), or because I see genuine truth in what they are. Its as if I dreamed of mountains upon mountains of treasure...and have awoken with a single gold coin in my hand.
All of this haunts me...
Brighter than Sunshine
Damn it, I love Aqualung so much. Brighter than Sunshine...this song will be playing during my wedding montage. This sounds SICK and SAD, but its true. Just listen to it, and you will freakin KNOW.
Matisyahu WILL take over the world, and I cannot wait for this.
Today I love: online banking. Yep. I made car payments and credit card payments in my UNDERWEAR...on CHRISTMAS. Fuckin a, people!
Allison---guess who called me last night??? YEP. NOT kidding. Call me when you want details.
Damn it, I love Aqualung so much. Brighter than Sunshine...this song will be playing during my wedding montage. This sounds SICK and SAD, but its true. Just listen to it, and you will freakin KNOW.
Matisyahu WILL take over the world, and I cannot wait for this.
Today I love: online banking. Yep. I made car payments and credit card payments in my UNDERWEAR...on CHRISTMAS. Fuckin a, people!
Allison---guess who called me last night??? YEP. NOT kidding. Call me when you want details.
Thursday, December 23, 2004
I'm yours and certainly you're mine...
So Aqualung is being released in the US in January. Number ONE, I'm glad I won't have to pay for an IMPORT, but I am PISSED at the fact that douchey, mtv people are going to start loving this man. BITCHES.
Matt called last night, and that was fabulous. He's in Birmingham with the fam for the holiday.
For the holiday, of course. So at work we have to post EVERY single Christmas card we receive, and I have taken sick pleasure in throwing the ones away we've gotten this week. Not kidding.
I have an odd but serious desire to watch ENCINO MAN. Not later. Not tomorrow. RIGHT NOW.
Willy Wonka.
So Aqualung is being released in the US in January. Number ONE, I'm glad I won't have to pay for an IMPORT, but I am PISSED at the fact that douchey, mtv people are going to start loving this man. BITCHES.
Matt called last night, and that was fabulous. He's in Birmingham with the fam for the holiday.
For the holiday, of course. So at work we have to post EVERY single Christmas card we receive, and I have taken sick pleasure in throwing the ones away we've gotten this week. Not kidding.
I have an odd but serious desire to watch ENCINO MAN. Not later. Not tomorrow. RIGHT NOW.
Willy Wonka.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
David Fincher
My guts are officially fucked. Tried eating some chicken and rice crap, but it most definitely did NOT hit the spot. Ugh.
I think I'm going to throw on a hat and head down to Parker to pick up the rest of my crap from the rent's house.
I feel as though I am not living my own life right now...but watching it, instead. Its as if I don't have to hold myself accountable for anything, almost. Granted, I do what I should: work, pay bills, etc. But I definitely feel like I am operating on auto-pilot...the real me is watching all of this happen from the sidelines. Its as though I ACT first, and then I can make the appropriate commentary post-action...
Eh.
ISO real food...
My guts are officially fucked. Tried eating some chicken and rice crap, but it most definitely did NOT hit the spot. Ugh.
I think I'm going to throw on a hat and head down to Parker to pick up the rest of my crap from the rent's house.
I feel as though I am not living my own life right now...but watching it, instead. Its as if I don't have to hold myself accountable for anything, almost. Granted, I do what I should: work, pay bills, etc. But I definitely feel like I am operating on auto-pilot...the real me is watching all of this happen from the sidelines. Its as though I ACT first, and then I can make the appropriate commentary post-action...
Eh.
ISO real food...
Saturday, December 18, 2004
*insert obligatory hug here*
Snow Patrol is fabulous. ALSO---So excited about Aqualung FINALLY releasing his record in the US this year. If he gets on MTV, I WILL BE PISSED BEYOND BELIEF.
Shopping will Allison last night--found my holiday party dress within the first 20 minutes we were at the mall. Allison's dress for Doug's b-day is STRIKING. Knock 'em dead.
Date with Andy tonight--we'll see how this goes. We're thinking good things, in general.
I need to clean out my car. This afternoon it WILL happen.
Launch the lunch...
Snow Patrol is fabulous. ALSO---So excited about Aqualung FINALLY releasing his record in the US this year. If he gets on MTV, I WILL BE PISSED BEYOND BELIEF.
Shopping will Allison last night--found my holiday party dress within the first 20 minutes we were at the mall. Allison's dress for Doug's b-day is STRIKING. Knock 'em dead.
Date with Andy tonight--we'll see how this goes. We're thinking good things, in general.
I need to clean out my car. This afternoon it WILL happen.
Launch the lunch...
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Never gonna stop
What up, people? Today was HARSH. Was up way too late last night for the *last night of Hanukkah* festivities. The parents bought me a big tube for my apartment--as opposed to the 13-incher I was sportin from my dorm days. SO SAD. Now I'm livin up-sty-o.
I strained my left calf BIG time on Monday for my non-Allison workout. See what you made me DO, ALLISON?!? I just can't workout without ya. :) Jay kay. Speaking of, Allison received the best *boyfriend* gifts this year thus far. Color me jealous, and just NOT as moisturized.
IPSO FACTO
Missing Kyle. EXCITED about the house.
Love the phone.
Cheated a bit today on the ol' intake--damn you, See's Chocolates! I hate this season. WHAT DEMONRY!
Was asked today why my "work area" was lacking in festive-ness--i.e. devoid of any and all greenery and x-mas crap. I retorted with the whole Hanukkah thing, and the fact that I don't *do* holiday decor...followed by a hardy dirty look to wrap it all up. I think the message was received.
ANYWHO...I am hittin the hay early tonight--thinking 9:30 so I can make an early rise and jump on the treadmill pre-shower.
Goodnight, lovelies.
What up, people? Today was HARSH. Was up way too late last night for the *last night of Hanukkah* festivities. The parents bought me a big tube for my apartment--as opposed to the 13-incher I was sportin from my dorm days. SO SAD. Now I'm livin up-sty-o.
I strained my left calf BIG time on Monday for my non-Allison workout. See what you made me DO, ALLISON?!? I just can't workout without ya. :) Jay kay. Speaking of, Allison received the best *boyfriend* gifts this year thus far. Color me jealous, and just NOT as moisturized.
IPSO FACTO
Missing Kyle. EXCITED about the house.
Love the phone.
Cheated a bit today on the ol' intake--damn you, See's Chocolates! I hate this season. WHAT DEMONRY!
Was asked today why my "work area" was lacking in festive-ness--i.e. devoid of any and all greenery and x-mas crap. I retorted with the whole Hanukkah thing, and the fact that I don't *do* holiday decor...followed by a hardy dirty look to wrap it all up. I think the message was received.
ANYWHO...I am hittin the hay early tonight--thinking 9:30 so I can make an early rise and jump on the treadmill pre-shower.
Goodnight, lovelies.
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Trying to be where you are...
I've done this before.
Fabulous of times this weekend--way too short. Hanukkah festivities with parents on Erev. Headed over to Jon's on Sat. for Sueski's house party. Love the Volvo. Just returned this afternoon.
NOT wanting to go back to work this weekend---I could use a VaykAY.
We're getting a house this time next year...badass.
So tired.
I need to find pants.
I've done this before.
Fabulous of times this weekend--way too short. Hanukkah festivities with parents on Erev. Headed over to Jon's on Sat. for Sueski's house party. Love the Volvo. Just returned this afternoon.
NOT wanting to go back to work this weekend---I could use a VaykAY.
We're getting a house this time next year...badass.
So tired.
I need to find pants.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
I never really wanted you to see...
Damn, I'm tired. Resisted temptation today. I am on a freakin roll.
Purchased clothes. I am TRES excited about the oatmeal pants.
Date tomorrow? FIGHT on Saturday. Fuckin A.
Les is moving out here with me, as well. I'm looking at houses. This is the time...
Can't keep my eyes open any longer.
Damn, I'm tired. Resisted temptation today. I am on a freakin roll.
Purchased clothes. I am TRES excited about the oatmeal pants.
Date tomorrow? FIGHT on Saturday. Fuckin A.
Les is moving out here with me, as well. I'm looking at houses. This is the time...
Can't keep my eyes open any longer.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Monday, December 06, 2004
His chest just looked so...CHESTY.
Dear L-rd, Allison's comments never cease to amuse.
I'm telling you, this summer is the summer of them ALL. Work that shit.
Anywho...work blazed by today. Lots of shit done. I'm satisfied.
Eli is making biscuits right now at 9:30 in the pm.
Watched the end of the Swan tonight tres ZONED. But is there any other way to watch this shit? I think not.
Dear L-rd, Allison's comments never cease to amuse.
I'm telling you, this summer is the summer of them ALL. Work that shit.
Anywho...work blazed by today. Lots of shit done. I'm satisfied.
Eli is making biscuits right now at 9:30 in the pm.
Watched the end of the Swan tonight tres ZONED. But is there any other way to watch this shit? I think not.
Sunday, December 05, 2004
Grand Night for Singing
Well. This weekend. Wow.
High-tailed it to Jon's post-work on Friday afternoon. HOUSE warming partaay time. Hit Safeway for mixers and some grub-wage a few hours before the rest of the crew came. All four of us split up with Jon's encrypted walkie talkies and had WAAAY too much of a good time.
"Agent Zero, this is Tech Sgt. Chen. Have we procured the tonic and limes, over."
"Tech Sgt. Chen, that's an affirmative. Are we a go with cranberry juice and Tostitos?"
Anywho, everyone else arrived circa 12-ish. And dear L-rd, people. I have NEVER consumed so much alcohol in my life. I once prided myself in the fact that I have never spewed from drinking...but this fact is no longer valid, m'afraid. I remember us playing a drinking game, then I have foggy memories of getting in Omar's car and driving to Tequilas. Omar looks exactly like Jimmy Fallon with an EMO haircut and a beard. He was wearing a Beatle-esque tight pin stripe suit, and it was pretty hot. I am not shitting you.
The rest of the story is pretty foggy, but once I was in Tequilas, I ran to the bathroom and started hurling my guts out. I just remember bits and pieces---some random chicks were wiping me off because I couldn't figure out how to turn on the bathroom sink. Anywho, after this I found Omar and we chilled until I had to ralph again. Found Jon. Then we left. We lost track of all our other people. Stopped by Safeway to nab toothpaste for Jon. Went home. Jon fell asleep on the couch. Omar and I hung out in Jon's bed until 7:30am just talking--this conversation of course mainly consisted of us discussing whether or not we should have sex. I decided against it, because:
1. I had been hurling ALL night and felt like a ball of crust, and
2. There was no way I was going to sleep with one of Jon's friends in his own bed. Hey, I can retain *some*class.
Anywho, Omar left in the early AM, then Jon woke up from the couch and came to bed. We slept off and on until 1:30pm. Around 5pm we left the house for dinner--> THE CRAPPIEST pad thai dish I have ever been served, btw. Post-coffee we came back to his place, cleaned up from the party, and worked on arranging 'Broken' until we went to bed arond 1:30. We lunched this early afternoon, and I just got home. Hoorah.
I seriously need to do laundry.
Have a date tonight with this guy--an MOT. We'll see what happens, ey?
48 HOUR JEANS!
We're done.
Well. This weekend. Wow.
High-tailed it to Jon's post-work on Friday afternoon. HOUSE warming partaay time. Hit Safeway for mixers and some grub-wage a few hours before the rest of the crew came. All four of us split up with Jon's encrypted walkie talkies and had WAAAY too much of a good time.
"Agent Zero, this is Tech Sgt. Chen. Have we procured the tonic and limes, over."
"Tech Sgt. Chen, that's an affirmative. Are we a go with cranberry juice and Tostitos?"
Anywho, everyone else arrived circa 12-ish. And dear L-rd, people. I have NEVER consumed so much alcohol in my life. I once prided myself in the fact that I have never spewed from drinking...but this fact is no longer valid, m'afraid. I remember us playing a drinking game, then I have foggy memories of getting in Omar's car and driving to Tequilas. Omar looks exactly like Jimmy Fallon with an EMO haircut and a beard. He was wearing a Beatle-esque tight pin stripe suit, and it was pretty hot. I am not shitting you.
The rest of the story is pretty foggy, but once I was in Tequilas, I ran to the bathroom and started hurling my guts out. I just remember bits and pieces---some random chicks were wiping me off because I couldn't figure out how to turn on the bathroom sink. Anywho, after this I found Omar and we chilled until I had to ralph again. Found Jon. Then we left. We lost track of all our other people. Stopped by Safeway to nab toothpaste for Jon. Went home. Jon fell asleep on the couch. Omar and I hung out in Jon's bed until 7:30am just talking--this conversation of course mainly consisted of us discussing whether or not we should have sex. I decided against it, because:
1. I had been hurling ALL night and felt like a ball of crust, and
2. There was no way I was going to sleep with one of Jon's friends in his own bed. Hey, I can retain *some*class.
Anywho, Omar left in the early AM, then Jon woke up from the couch and came to bed. We slept off and on until 1:30pm. Around 5pm we left the house for dinner--> THE CRAPPIEST pad thai dish I have ever been served, btw. Post-coffee we came back to his place, cleaned up from the party, and worked on arranging 'Broken' until we went to bed arond 1:30. We lunched this early afternoon, and I just got home. Hoorah.
I seriously need to do laundry.
Have a date tonight with this guy--an MOT. We'll see what happens, ey?
48 HOUR JEANS!
We're done.
Thursday, December 02, 2004
O'DOYLE RULEZ
Snagged my FABULOUS new cell phone today at work. I am too excited. My first ringtone download: MP3 MILKSHAKE. I feel like a ghetto ho, but EH. I am what I am. :)
Heading over to Jon's tomorrow night for festivities--looking forward to it. Crossing my fingers for some hot photographer action. BWA! Poor Sue smashed her new V-dub bug. That shit is a death trap, unless you live in the desert. Ice + VW bug = NO. SUHSI!
PAYCHECK tomorrow. Casual Friday. I need to do laundRAT. *WOOT*
Snagged my FABULOUS new cell phone today at work. I am too excited. My first ringtone download: MP3 MILKSHAKE. I feel like a ghetto ho, but EH. I am what I am. :)
Heading over to Jon's tomorrow night for festivities--looking forward to it. Crossing my fingers for some hot photographer action. BWA! Poor Sue smashed her new V-dub bug. That shit is a death trap, unless you live in the desert. Ice + VW bug = NO. SUHSI!
PAYCHECK tomorrow. Casual Friday. I need to do laundRAT. *WOOT*