Monday, December 15, 2008
Sexy Food
NYMag had a link to a cookbook a couple weeks back that was entertaining. It's called "Cook To Bang" and as they worded it oh so perfectly, "For the douchebag stockbrokers who can't make it rain at Tenjune anymore." I have to say though, this has been done before. Due to being homeless at the moment, my things are scattered throughout the metropolitan area and I can't find the book right now but I have something that is strikingly similar.
When I was at my grandparents house two years ago, I found a couple of cookbooks I was allowed to take home with me. One of them had a similar theme. Finding such a book in my grandparents collection was disturbing and funny at the same time. I guess the women who wrote it had come to talk to the folks at thier development. It was filled with easy enough recipes that I wanted it but they were all sexually themed. The names of the dishes were all erotic and hysterical. Basically, what you will find in Cook To Bang. Rock on plagerism!
Clever Girls
I love when celebrities fuck with the media. Once again, just another reason why you can't believe everything you read. But is this really newsworthy? I know it's hypocritical for me to be saying, lets focus on more important things and then go write about this but thats just the nature of it I guess. I happen to know the inside scoop of this dramz though so my little secret of the day...it's a joke people! They are just messing with ya'll! (I know the "girlfriend" in question.)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
WTF
You know when you are searching for something online, and one thing leads to another and you suddenly went for looking up a brand name for a shoe you saw in the window of a store to 3 hours later, looking into lizards tails falling off? That just kinda happened to me but much quicker. I was looking for the video of this whole Bush shoe throwing incident and saw this entry in Wikipedia. They already added the incident to it.
All that comes to mind..."Who throws a shoe? Honestly!" - Austin Powers
All that comes to mind..."Who throws a shoe? Honestly!" - Austin Powers
Saturday, December 13, 2008
NYC Renting
SUCKS!
After a long week of searching, Jen and I thought we found a place. Long story short, didn't work out. What the hell is wrong with brokers? I've never met such scam artists in my life.
Now we have to wait until Monday to see if we get approved for another apartment. The whole process is the most ridiculous thing I have ever experienced. I don't even want to think about what will happen if this doesn't work out.
After a long week of searching, Jen and I thought we found a place. Long story short, didn't work out. What the hell is wrong with brokers? I've never met such scam artists in my life.
Now we have to wait until Monday to see if we get approved for another apartment. The whole process is the most ridiculous thing I have ever experienced. I don't even want to think about what will happen if this doesn't work out.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Depressed
I am really down right now. Just super lonely and shit. Pretty fucking sad. I don't know why being "home" gets me down (in addition to other things). Today I took my first anti-anxiety pill, Pristiq. Hopefully this will be the last depressed entry for a while. Always trying to stay positive and all but this will also help me track when and how i'm feeling so i fyou don't like the negative stuff, ce la vie!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Maintenance
I'll be messing around with some stuff on here so all 2 people who follow this, bear with me. :) Thanks!
Friday, December 5, 2008
I shouldn't be left alone
I can't even redeem my credit card thank you points prizes without fucking it up! On the up side though, I now have guitar hero world tour which is keeping me occupied for a couple hours a day. I am not counting that as my 1 productive thing I am trying to do in a day though.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Catch Up
Went to Columbus, Ohio and then I have been non stop moving ever since I got back. Ohio was great. It was good to see my friends that are still there, and many of the alumni that came back. Friday night we all went to Brothers, where I ran into some people I wasn't expecting to see which really made me happy. I got to spend time with some really quality people and remembered what it was like to not be surrounded by stress 24/7. I really miss my more chill days! As much as I love NYC, there is no way to stay sane if you don't take a break every now and then. Just the simple constant noise can be a stressor. Anywho, I really cant believe I'm at this point in my life. I'm not really sure what to do but I'm just taking it day by day. Kinda rambling now. Everything just seems so surreal.
Some sad things have been going on. A person from my high school killed himself and I wasn't really friends with him but I knew who he was. He was very popular and loved by many, and played lacrosse with a friend from Ohio State, who I was with at the time of finding out which made this way more weird. Yesterday we put my dog, Willy, to sleep. I haven't really cried about it yet, but I'm def. upset. I always thought id be hysterical. I dunno, its very weird to not have him here. On a happier note tho, my best friend Lucy got engaged. I am so happy for her and her fiancee Gruen. Another surreal thing to me. My friends getting married. Oh and my first serious boyfriend also got engaged. Meanwhile, I'm getting fucked over by guys as usual. I wonder when it will end. I also wonder why every time I go away, whoever I am involved with, no matter how serious or not, always falls to shit immediately after. Very weird phenomenon.
Thanksgiving was amazing. I opted out of the family thing, cuz I was not speaking to my father and my mom was supposed to go away but changed her plans last minute. My coworker and I made a sick dinner, and then proceeded to play guitar hero for 6 hours. I literally woke up in the middle of the night due to pain in my wrists. Pics to come though of our feast!
Some sad things have been going on. A person from my high school killed himself and I wasn't really friends with him but I knew who he was. He was very popular and loved by many, and played lacrosse with a friend from Ohio State, who I was with at the time of finding out which made this way more weird. Yesterday we put my dog, Willy, to sleep. I haven't really cried about it yet, but I'm def. upset. I always thought id be hysterical. I dunno, its very weird to not have him here. On a happier note tho, my best friend Lucy got engaged. I am so happy for her and her fiancee Gruen. Another surreal thing to me. My friends getting married. Oh and my first serious boyfriend also got engaged. Meanwhile, I'm getting fucked over by guys as usual. I wonder when it will end. I also wonder why every time I go away, whoever I am involved with, no matter how serious or not, always falls to shit immediately after. Very weird phenomenon.
Thanksgiving was amazing. I opted out of the family thing, cuz I was not speaking to my father and my mom was supposed to go away but changed her plans last minute. My coworker and I made a sick dinner, and then proceeded to play guitar hero for 6 hours. I literally woke up in the middle of the night due to pain in my wrists. Pics to come though of our feast!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Word Trend
Kinda Really Funny
"Kids with names that are outside the norm usually end up wanting their names changed to something more like everyone else's. Now Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie's two-and-half-year old daughter has upped the ante.
Shiloh will only respond to the name 'John.'
Brad Pitt made this hilarious admission to Oprah Winfrey on her program scheduled to air Nov. 19, reports People.com.
"She only wants to be called John. John or Peter. So it's a Peter Pan thing," Pitt says. "So we've got to call her John. 'Shi, do you want ...' – 'John. I'm John.' And then I'll say, 'John, would you like some orange juice?' And she goes, 'No!' So, you know, it's just that kind of stuff that's cute to parents, and it's probably really obnoxious to other people."
-FoxNews.com
The Ex
I thought it was just me but my whole office just agreed, it's definitely attack of the ex week. They have this sick sixth sense when you are happy, to stick their noses in your life again. It's so effing annoying!
It's On!
When I say I hate my landlord, I mean I reallllly hate her.
This is a women who argues we don't have bugs, so we kept roaches in a plastic bag to show her. She tells us they are water bugs so we wikipedia it for her to show they are the same thing. Regardless, we have bugs, get an exterminator! She calls me or Brie and screams "Who is this, I don't know who I call!". She said we broke her pipes with our hair, and when the plumber goes to fix it, puts a hole in the pipe cuz its rusted through and floods the entire downstairs apartment. I lent my towels to the girl and Sandra took them to wash a.k.a. douse them in bleach. She refused to fix the flusher in the toilet and told us to just stick our hand in to flush it and then finally taped the rusted through chain. She says her kitchen appliances are fine when its the first ever made oven leaking gas and not working which she finally had to replace. I had to argue with her for a light outside because of my late hours and the drug dealers next door. The entire time there was a light she just had the switch taped and told us it was faulty. She lied and goes "fine" and just turns the switch on! We told her the electric was faulty bc when you plug in a coffee maker not only does the entire kitchen blow out, but the outlet smokes. She doesn't answer calls when you need something simple like a lightbulb to be changed because its some funky ceiling light but she doesn't want to replace it because her electric is wired weird and she pays for that light. She calls you at 7am to tell you to shut the windows because it is raining and her walls will get damaged.
We are coming to the end of our lease and naturally there will be people coming to look at the place. To my understanding, it isn't the law but definitely the right thing to call the tenant before showing up. But that just doesn't apply I guess in our situation.
Yesterday I wasn't feeling well so I cancelled dinner with a friend and decided to just come home, shower and relax. I had just walked inside and in 10 minutes had the shower going and was ready to jump in. My phone was with me so when the doorbell rang as I was getting in, I didn't think it was anyone I needed to address. Jumped in the shower and 5 seconds later, there is knocking on my door. Then I hear her voice in the apartment "Hellloooo?". That thick high pitched Italian voice haunts me in my dreams. "Helloooo?" again. I poke my head out and say, "Yea?" and shes like "They are here to look at the apartment. This is Sandra!"
Me: "Yea I know who it is. I'm in the shower."
Sandra: "OK we wait 2 minutes."
I get out and open the bathroom door to an open front door and a family coming to look for a second time. She didn't even close the door back and they were just standing in my hallway waiting for me to get out of the bathroom! I greet them face to face and I'm just like "You are supposed to call. I thought you call before you come."
Sandra mumbles some bullshit "I had the papers everywhere and I couldn't."
I just stare at everyone and can only imagine the look of hate I had on my face.
The family just walks in after this and the little girl, who had taken change from my floor the last time, runs right into my room and says to her mom, "See, there is money EVERYWHERE!". OK I have change all over my room but really? Is this a joke?
They check out the apartment and ask me to leave them my furniture, for free. Joke, this is a joke. Right? Sandra makes her way into my room and tells them I am messy because I am packing. Thanks for explaining that bitch! Then she asks me when I am leaving. I explained to her that I had to stay til the very last day cuz I had something in the city that Sunday morning. She asked me if she could send in the bathroom guy so it could be redone while we were still there. I wouldn't care if they start work but I need a bathroom while I'm there and paying for one. She said we will see. Then I hear that this family wouldn't need the apartment until Christmas which gives her 3 free weeks to do any renovations. If she tries to send a bathroom guy in before the 30th, I will flip out.
She then turns to me and says she had some surgery and shes a little out of it. I'm like, whatever. Bries door was locked so she yelled at me for that too, and then said goodbye and walked out. I go to start my shower again and just as I'm about to get back in, more knocking at my door. I'm getting punk'd.
It's her again with her cousin to survey the bathroom. 20 minutes later, they leave and as she walked out I said I wasn't feeling well and if shes coming back again, she needs to call. She didn't say anything and walked out. I hate her.
This is a women who argues we don't have bugs, so we kept roaches in a plastic bag to show her. She tells us they are water bugs so we wikipedia it for her to show they are the same thing. Regardless, we have bugs, get an exterminator! She calls me or Brie and screams "Who is this, I don't know who I call!". She said we broke her pipes with our hair, and when the plumber goes to fix it, puts a hole in the pipe cuz its rusted through and floods the entire downstairs apartment. I lent my towels to the girl and Sandra took them to wash a.k.a. douse them in bleach. She refused to fix the flusher in the toilet and told us to just stick our hand in to flush it and then finally taped the rusted through chain. She says her kitchen appliances are fine when its the first ever made oven leaking gas and not working which she finally had to replace. I had to argue with her for a light outside because of my late hours and the drug dealers next door. The entire time there was a light she just had the switch taped and told us it was faulty. She lied and goes "fine" and just turns the switch on! We told her the electric was faulty bc when you plug in a coffee maker not only does the entire kitchen blow out, but the outlet smokes. She doesn't answer calls when you need something simple like a lightbulb to be changed because its some funky ceiling light but she doesn't want to replace it because her electric is wired weird and she pays for that light. She calls you at 7am to tell you to shut the windows because it is raining and her walls will get damaged.
We are coming to the end of our lease and naturally there will be people coming to look at the place. To my understanding, it isn't the law but definitely the right thing to call the tenant before showing up. But that just doesn't apply I guess in our situation.
Yesterday I wasn't feeling well so I cancelled dinner with a friend and decided to just come home, shower and relax. I had just walked inside and in 10 minutes had the shower going and was ready to jump in. My phone was with me so when the doorbell rang as I was getting in, I didn't think it was anyone I needed to address. Jumped in the shower and 5 seconds later, there is knocking on my door. Then I hear her voice in the apartment "Hellloooo?". That thick high pitched Italian voice haunts me in my dreams. "Helloooo?" again. I poke my head out and say, "Yea?" and shes like "They are here to look at the apartment. This is Sandra!"
Me: "Yea I know who it is. I'm in the shower."
Sandra: "OK we wait 2 minutes."
I get out and open the bathroom door to an open front door and a family coming to look for a second time. She didn't even close the door back and they were just standing in my hallway waiting for me to get out of the bathroom! I greet them face to face and I'm just like "You are supposed to call. I thought you call before you come."
Sandra mumbles some bullshit "I had the papers everywhere and I couldn't."
I just stare at everyone and can only imagine the look of hate I had on my face.
The family just walks in after this and the little girl, who had taken change from my floor the last time, runs right into my room and says to her mom, "See, there is money EVERYWHERE!". OK I have change all over my room but really? Is this a joke?
They check out the apartment and ask me to leave them my furniture, for free. Joke, this is a joke. Right? Sandra makes her way into my room and tells them I am messy because I am packing. Thanks for explaining that bitch! Then she asks me when I am leaving. I explained to her that I had to stay til the very last day cuz I had something in the city that Sunday morning. She asked me if she could send in the bathroom guy so it could be redone while we were still there. I wouldn't care if they start work but I need a bathroom while I'm there and paying for one. She said we will see. Then I hear that this family wouldn't need the apartment until Christmas which gives her 3 free weeks to do any renovations. If she tries to send a bathroom guy in before the 30th, I will flip out.
She then turns to me and says she had some surgery and shes a little out of it. I'm like, whatever. Bries door was locked so she yelled at me for that too, and then said goodbye and walked out. I go to start my shower again and just as I'm about to get back in, more knocking at my door. I'm getting punk'd.
It's her again with her cousin to survey the bathroom. 20 minutes later, they leave and as she walked out I said I wasn't feeling well and if shes coming back again, she needs to call. She didn't say anything and walked out. I hate her.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Spotted
I was thinking to myself that it had been a while since spotting a celeb on the streetz...if it wasn't Lily Allen, then her identical twin was in the subway with me on Sunday and Ricky from My So Called Life at Barney's Co-Op!
How To Get A Free Hotel Room
Flashback: Driving cross country after a summer living in New Mexico. Going back to school with the then boyfriend (JC - code name of coarse) I had been living with. Nashville. After 5 hours of stand still traffic in which I had to pee but every time I left the car got stage fright, being in daylight with truckers and all, I was not a happy camper. We finally drive past the scene of the crime which had been a trailer home that flipped, puking all contents of someones home onto the highway and the ditch beside it. (I think the second weirdest thing I ever saw spillage wise was an entire truck of Red Bulls.) JC insisted on us staying in this fancy pants place we saw on the way down. The first thing I usually do out of habit is to go through every drawer in the room. This time, my tradition was delayed and instead I went to the bathroom ASAP. Once relieved, I began my habit. JC was now in the bathroom when I screamed after opening the first drawer. Next to the pocket Bible were condoms, a condom wrapper opened and empty, and two samples of lube, one was open and spewing ooze. Immediately ran down to the concierge who apologized, fired the housekeeper on the spot, and hooked us up with the ill room for free. Needless to say, I still didn't exactly sleep well that night.
Another reason I'm not such a fan of Nashville...after this whole incident, we went to get food but it was very late and most things were closed. White Castle to the rescue! JC ordered no onions and we checked to see before we drove off because based on our track record, chances were it had onions and sure enough, they did. We gave it back to the drive thru man and in front of our faces, opens the bag, takes each patty with his hands, wipes the onions off into the trash, and repackages them and hands them back to us with the straightest face. JC still ate them.
Another reason I'm not such a fan of Nashville...after this whole incident, we went to get food but it was very late and most things were closed. White Castle to the rescue! JC ordered no onions and we checked to see before we drove off because based on our track record, chances were it had onions and sure enough, they did. We gave it back to the drive thru man and in front of our faces, opens the bag, takes each patty with his hands, wipes the onions off into the trash, and repackages them and hands them back to us with the straightest face. JC still ate them.
A bit over the top
I caught this movie on Lifetime the other week. Apparently it was a theme on the channel and I had missed a similar movie prior. I understand where the people involved in this project were trying to go with this, but personally I found it to be a tad ridiculous. If anyone else ever catches it, I'd love to hear their thoughts.
The Chosen One
I did it! I campaigned to get myself a staffers position on a Sachlav Birthright trip and actually am going! It is a huge relief to find this out because it was a plan forming in my mind for almost a year now. I am so excited because my best friend Sarah is living there now and I will be able to extend my trip and stay with her for a little bit extra, including New Years. I don't know details on the trip yet but it leaves December 17th and I think my two friends from school will be on it as well. I'm overjoyed right now! I am very anxious to go back. It's also quite tempting to extend and just travel for a while. Hit up Greece, Turkey, Egypt, etc. but I have to be realistic. Kinda stick to my reason for not going to LA. Just cuz I can, doesn't mean I have to. Little hard to resist though! Details to come on my trip and I may even just start a whole separate blog for this. We will see. Baruch Hasham!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
White Trash Astoria
It's kinda crazy that I only have two more weeks left to live in this apartment. I've been meaning to write about this block for a while. Somehow, Brie and I managed to live on the most white trash block in Queens. Just today I was walking home and there was a man in hunting gear showing off his prized killed deer in the back of his truck. (Reminds me of the time my hick neighbor in Ohio went missing for days only to return covered in blood from a hunting trip and dead meat dangling from his arm, bursting into my apartment.)
There is the frat a couple doors down. Every time you walk by, it smells like Sigma Chi's basement. I came to find out it is a father, son and daughter living there with some babies, perhaps a cousin or two, and friends. It was easy to tell that they were drug dealers because they are out there drinking and smoking 24/7 with people double parked suspiciously almost all the time. Nice guys once you realize they are just a bunch of losers. They are also kinda friendly with the half retarded man who lives on his mom's porch and hacks up his lungs at all hours of the clock cuz he can't stop smoking.
Next door is the blocks prized possession. "Living" with a man who smokes weed, blasts Led Zeppelin, and unloads empty Utz boxes every day, is the prostitute. She wears lucite heels, leggings, a shirt tied around her waist,some sort of shirt, her hair in a floppy bun held in with a scrunchy, and a bracelet made out of cardboard and 99cents labels. She sits on the street at early morning hours, to which I found out why. Turns out the neighbor lets her sleep there but kicks her out when he goes to work in the am. It's been confirmed by members of the block that she is indeed a hooker. We see her wondering around a lot, and sometimes on the bus. She has some sort of tick and one time I heard her screaming to some old couple who could have been a landlord of some type, that she goes to church every day and that's good enough for her and her sister is missing. Cool life.
Not that this has anything to do with my block per se but Rachel and I were walking home and just turned down my block and a white BMW pulled up to us. 4 white guys, maybe 20 years old, asked us for directions. I kinda thought something was up but everything next happened so fast. As Rachel walked up to them to help them out, the guy in the passenger seat grabbed the coffee and chucked it at Rachel's face. Some splattered on my and I looked at the ground to see that it was steaming hot coffee. Milk in it and everything. Rachel fortunately had enough time to turn and have it only hit the side of the body. Seriously, what the eff?! I really don't think they went out with the intention of doing this, cuz you wouldnt prepare it with milk and shit, but who the fuck does that? NOT FUNNY. That shit could have seriously burned us. And no, we weren't able to get a plate number.
There is the frat a couple doors down. Every time you walk by, it smells like Sigma Chi's basement. I came to find out it is a father, son and daughter living there with some babies, perhaps a cousin or two, and friends. It was easy to tell that they were drug dealers because they are out there drinking and smoking 24/7 with people double parked suspiciously almost all the time. Nice guys once you realize they are just a bunch of losers. They are also kinda friendly with the half retarded man who lives on his mom's porch and hacks up his lungs at all hours of the clock cuz he can't stop smoking.
Next door is the blocks prized possession. "Living" with a man who smokes weed, blasts Led Zeppelin, and unloads empty Utz boxes every day, is the prostitute. She wears lucite heels, leggings, a shirt tied around her waist,some sort of shirt, her hair in a floppy bun held in with a scrunchy, and a bracelet made out of cardboard and 99cents labels. She sits on the street at early morning hours, to which I found out why. Turns out the neighbor lets her sleep there but kicks her out when he goes to work in the am. It's been confirmed by members of the block that she is indeed a hooker. We see her wondering around a lot, and sometimes on the bus. She has some sort of tick and one time I heard her screaming to some old couple who could have been a landlord of some type, that she goes to church every day and that's good enough for her and her sister is missing. Cool life.
Not that this has anything to do with my block per se but Rachel and I were walking home and just turned down my block and a white BMW pulled up to us. 4 white guys, maybe 20 years old, asked us for directions. I kinda thought something was up but everything next happened so fast. As Rachel walked up to them to help them out, the guy in the passenger seat grabbed the coffee and chucked it at Rachel's face. Some splattered on my and I looked at the ground to see that it was steaming hot coffee. Milk in it and everything. Rachel fortunately had enough time to turn and have it only hit the side of the body. Seriously, what the eff?! I really don't think they went out with the intention of doing this, cuz you wouldnt prepare it with milk and shit, but who the fuck does that? NOT FUNNY. That shit could have seriously burned us. And no, we weren't able to get a plate number.
24 Hour Galore!
When I lived in Columbus, I really missed having things open 24 hours like good ol' NYC. Thankfully, someone else felt my pain and made this fun map for me!
For The Record
I got banned from JDate again. Apparently you aren't allowed to remove all information from your profile for more then a couple days? That's what I'm assuming they are mad at me about now, but I haven't called them to find out. At this point, it's not worth it.
Friday, November 14, 2008
TG's
In my sorority we had these themed gatherings with the fraternities, a.k.a. TG's. Known as Socials, Parties, etc. by others. Some examples...devils and angels, candy, iced out, Buckeye, Mardi Gras...it could have been anything. We were always cautious with the "gangsta" theme but nontheless, had those too. I heard of a couple schools getting crap for that one though. But NEVER this...
http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/2008/nov/14/oxford-students-bring-a-jew-party
Come on "scholars"!
http://www.guardian.co.uk/education/2008/nov/14/oxford-students-bring-a-jew-party
Come on "scholars"!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Interview With The Nightmare
Started looking for jobs casually and went on my first interview with this batch. I went to the place and was greeted by the person I thought was the receptionist. She told me to wait at the table and 10 minutes later she gets up and comes over to talk with me. Apparently she's one of three or so people who work in the company. For all I know she could have been an intern. She asked me weird questions like, "What's the most manual labor you have ever done?", and explained to me that her last Jewish intern missed so many days because of the holidays and wahtever they do on the weekends that it just wouldnt work out. Then she asked me how I was planning on interning and working full time and I had to explain to her I was leaving and would do this and a job to make money cuz im also moving into Manhattan to which her response was, "Oh and HOW are you planning on doing that?". OK not that the case is that my family supports me but how awkward would I feel if I was someone living in an apartment my parents paid for or something? All throughout the interview she was yawning as well and didnt explain a single thing to me about anything. It was just bits and peices of information. She also told me to email her and I know I didnt have an email but I didnt even want to and she let me go without giving it to me. Awesome interview. Glad I wasted almost $40 in cabs in the rain today.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Would You Rather
Celebrity: A celebrity is a widely-recognized or famous person who commands a high degree of public and media attention.
Would you rather never have been known at all, or be caught in a national scandal that rockets you to a celebrity overnight?
Would you rather never have been known at all, or be caught in a national scandal that rockets you to a celebrity overnight?
Everything Is Better With Pics
I feel like a post just isn't as complete without a photo to go with it. Like, reading online has been reduced to such a speedy thing that without being able to have a picture tell a story of what you are about to read (weather relevant or not to the actual entry or not), it automatically loses my interest. I will try to add at least one photo to my entries from now on. That said, enjoy the "new and improved" Wino.
Anything With Goat Cheese Wins
Thinking about Jen cooking made me remember this oh so perfect salad recipe I stumbled upon.
Change of Plans
I'm not moving to LA. I'm going to live with my friend Jen and we will blog about things we cook (she cooks) and do to, and in, the apt. that our sugardaddies will pay for...
Sessed
I thought that the scratch n sniff paper was the coolest wallpaper you could get but this gives it a run for the money!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Whoa
Im flipping the fuck out! Blake Lively is SISTERS with Robyn Lively who is from one of my favorite movies when I was younger, Teen Witch! Who knew?
P.S. I hear there will be a remake of the movie...not thrilled about this.
P.P.S. "I'm gunna be the most popular girrrrlllll!"
P.S. I hear there will be a remake of the movie...not thrilled about this.
P.P.S. "I'm gunna be the most popular girrrrlllll!"
This Site Makes Me Smile
http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/
I wish I still had all the Post Its my freshman year roommate would leave me and our other roommates. She went from this sweet girl to this "strong black woman" with OCD within that year. She'd listen to us wash our hands after going to the bathroom. She'd leave Post Its on a nightly basis on our desks to wash our hands, clean out the garbage, do our laundry, etc. and use these words that we had to go on urbandictionary.com to figure out what she was talking about. I love the passive aggressive note every once in a while but im def. more of a fan of a good ol' confrontation!
I wish I still had all the Post Its my freshman year roommate would leave me and our other roommates. She went from this sweet girl to this "strong black woman" with OCD within that year. She'd listen to us wash our hands after going to the bathroom. She'd leave Post Its on a nightly basis on our desks to wash our hands, clean out the garbage, do our laundry, etc. and use these words that we had to go on urbandictionary.com to figure out what she was talking about. I love the passive aggressive note every once in a while but im def. more of a fan of a good ol' confrontation!
Winner
This is the first African American President of the United States of America. He will be the 44th President in January and won the vote 349-147. Pretty historic stuff. I'm interested to see the numbers for how many came out to vote, etc.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Office Quotes Book 2
"I met a great photographer, not the one I told you about but he was so nice and then someone told me to go to the palm reader who was so nice and I should be nicer."
"As Boy George always said, a hole in the dark is a hole in the dark."
"Does anyone need anything?"
Response was "Look in that gossip mag for that fashion thing."
"You guys make packages, do you have any string?"
"I dont have rape face, YOU have rape face."
"You have rape hair."
"Yea, cuz my hair looked at his rapeface."
"An email address that is, yaheiness, a p.s. in her email, a note saying her name was Angel when her resume says Venssa. Sure i'll bring her in for an interview."
"As Boy George always said, a hole in the dark is a hole in the dark."
"Does anyone need anything?"
Response was "Look in that gossip mag for that fashion thing."
"You guys make packages, do you have any string?"
"I dont have rape face, YOU have rape face."
"You have rape hair."
"Yea, cuz my hair looked at his rapeface."
"An email address that is, yaheiness, a p.s. in her email, a note saying her name was Angel when her resume says Venssa. Sure i'll bring her in for an interview."
Drunk Animals
I loved this alcohol class I took in college. I've talked about it before and we were talking about drunk animals the other day and it reminded me of a video we watched. When fruit ferments, and animals eat it, they get trashed! Apparently people catch these things on tape often...
Marathoners
Running a marathon to me is just ridiculous. I hate running. But thousands upon thousands of people do it every year. The ads this year made me laugh with the Jewish guilt undertones, the whole, "I'm running for this and raised this much money and so and so" and "what did you do today?" Oy!
There are the hard core runners, the regulars, and then the pranksters. I was pleasantly surprised to see a women in the slower section, juggling! The old people. There was one person dressed as Borat, in a ridiculous bathing suit. Then there were all the celebs. I can't imagine running alongside Ryan Reynolds. I'd shit my pants for that more likely then shitting my pants after hitting "the wall".
I knew a couple people running this weekend and they all finished just fine. One raised over $10k for MSKCC, the place where his mother underwent treatment before passing. I'm really proud of him, this was his second time running.
A coworker of mine ran out with our friend for a bit. She was so excited. I'll always remember the time my friend ran in Columbus and I ran out with her, went like half a block, and practically collapsed.
There are the hard core runners, the regulars, and then the pranksters. I was pleasantly surprised to see a women in the slower section, juggling! The old people. There was one person dressed as Borat, in a ridiculous bathing suit. Then there were all the celebs. I can't imagine running alongside Ryan Reynolds. I'd shit my pants for that more likely then shitting my pants after hitting "the wall".
I knew a couple people running this weekend and they all finished just fine. One raised over $10k for MSKCC, the place where his mother underwent treatment before passing. I'm really proud of him, this was his second time running.
A coworker of mine ran out with our friend for a bit. She was so excited. I'll always remember the time my friend ran in Columbus and I ran out with her, went like half a block, and practically collapsed.
Halloween 2008
Halloween was fun. I don't think anything can compare to a NYC one. It's crazy in college but its college. In the real world, its that much better. My friend was in town and after dinner with the fam, we made our way down to the parade. Last year I was a little more involved in it, but I was glad I still got to see some of it. It was pretty harsh with the crowds though and being 5 ft in that just wasn't working for me for long. We pretty much just went bar hopping with friends after that. I didnt see any Sarah Palin's which surprised me. I was wearing a childs monkey suit and it was so soft, everyone kept petting me. I ran into two random people I knew of coarse. It's funny cuz last year on my way to a friends, I ran into someone and she was in a pretty embarrassing outfit. The city is smaller then you think.
Voting Madness
Today's the day! I am lazy and screwed up my whole voting situation but i'm still pretty excited to see the outcome. I think its pretty crazy all these voting incentives companies are doing. Starbucks gives you a free tall 12-oz. cup of brewed coffee. Krispy Kreme gives a free star-shaped donut with red, white, and blue sprinkles when you show them your "I voted" sticker. Ben & Jerry's gives a free scoop of ice cream from 5:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. Babeland is giving out a silver bullet or maverick penis sleeve. Interesting. My favorite quote was, "if your candidate doesnt win, you can fuck the pain away."
Just a couple more hours!
Just a couple more hours!
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Blonde vs. Blonde vs. Blonde
I always thought Busy and Natalie resembled each other but defiantly Kayley and Busy.
Kayley Gable (Paris Hilton's BFF Show) vs. Actress Busy Phillips vs. Natalie Maines (Dixie Chicks)
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Happy Go Lucky
Last night I saw Happy Go Lucky with a coworker and friend. It was a little long, with awkward editing but its foreign (England). Overall, the dead baby joke made it one of the better ones i've seen. (Pregnant sister to Poppy "Oh but dont you want a baby?" and her reply was "I just ate a shishkebob, no thanks".) I pictured the movie a little differently but it was fine. The more I think about it, the more I like it. Thumbs Up.
I Love Food
Another reason I can't wait to be in LA... the fair with fried everything! I already love fried oreos, but pop tarts? Avocados? Coca Cola? Holy heart attack!
Monday, October 27, 2008
Hamsa Tattoo
I have never been one to want a tattoo. 2 reasons - I am petrified of needles and I have never wanted anything so bad that I had to have it permanently on my body. I have never been against them, although I hold my opinions on the subject. The whole "Jewish" argument never would have been a deal breaker for me, as heartbreaking as that may be to my family. But for about a year now I have felt a huge desire for one.
So what do I want? A white hamsa on my wrist. This summer I noticed a white dove on my interns wrist and it really got me thinking. I had wanted the hamsa for a while, and suddenly I had this vision and since then, I have not stopped thinking about it!
Long story short, the hamsa is a hand symbolizing protection against the Evil Eye and brings good luck. I find it interesting that not only are more Jews getting tattoos but they are getting Jewish tattoos.
I think I am going to get it in LA but I will not rush this. When I am ready, I will proceed. :)
Below are a couple of links of interest, about the whole debate against the religious beliefs and one of my favorite jewelry designers who makes beautiful hamsas for the home.
Arjewtino
New York Times article (I know the Dan fella)
My Jewish Learning.com
White tattoo images (apparently its popular to get them on your wrist)
Michal Negrin
http://www.tattoojewmovie.com/
The American Dream
To start and own a business. My best friend and I were chatting one day while she was living in Jerusalem. She had met these two guys that were working in a tent, selling hookahs, supplies, etc. I was reading an article about these two guys starting up a lounge in Boston and we got to thinking, we should start our own one day. Maybe not right now cuz we are both focused on so many other things and not in the same place, but one day, it would be sweet to have a nice, clean, classy hookah lounge. I wont go into details cuz we cant have people stealing our ideas but it would be a magical place. Hopefully one day, that could happen.
The bananas smell like bananas!
Coolest wallpaper ever! Besides the scratch and sniff ones, I like many of these. My friend also goes to the Wonderland salon just by coincidence so it's even cooler to me.
Philly
Went to visit some friends in Philly this weekend and to watch the Penn State vs. OSU game. It was also the night of game 3 of the World Series for the Phillies so it was cool being in town for that. It was so nice to see the girls but what a twilight zone episode of a Saturday night! After Pat's we all went to the bar for dinner which was pretty nice but the service was beyond awful ending with me saying excuse me to the waitress who rudely corrected me with a "It's Danielleeee".
Once the dinner debacle was ended, we went up to watch the game and for some reason these obnoxious PSU people were there. Screens were blocked and people were drunk. Never a good combination. Then there was a drunk couple. I called it from the start. I said watch these two. By the end of the game they will transform into these drunken drunks. Sure enough, it only took one quarter before they made out, he tried to hide his boner, she was yelling at us to cheer more and her husband was walking over to some dude, unplugging the tv, pouring a beer and the guys head, and then fighting until my friends dad had to kick him out. When we were leaving one of the PSU girls screamed in my friends moms face and it was seriously one of the most enraging, disgusting things I have ever witnessed. Who could ever walk up to a grown women, a mother, and scream in their face? I was so mad I was shaking and that with the loss, and my friends ex showing up, I had to walk out immediately. (Sidenote: ex's need to grow the hell up and stop being so abusive and horrible. You broke it off, so deal with it, let the person you hurt horribly live their life, enjoy their night, dont play bullshit games with her head and just show up when you know it will kill her.)
Some of us then went to dance off the stress at another bar and we ended the night really well with the Phillies winning and chips.
One really cool store I went to was on South Street, called Eyes Gallery. I could have spent a whole lot more time in there and spent a whole lotta money. Check it out if you're in town!
Once the dinner debacle was ended, we went up to watch the game and for some reason these obnoxious PSU people were there. Screens were blocked and people were drunk. Never a good combination. Then there was a drunk couple. I called it from the start. I said watch these two. By the end of the game they will transform into these drunken drunks. Sure enough, it only took one quarter before they made out, he tried to hide his boner, she was yelling at us to cheer more and her husband was walking over to some dude, unplugging the tv, pouring a beer and the guys head, and then fighting until my friends dad had to kick him out. When we were leaving one of the PSU girls screamed in my friends moms face and it was seriously one of the most enraging, disgusting things I have ever witnessed. Who could ever walk up to a grown women, a mother, and scream in their face? I was so mad I was shaking and that with the loss, and my friends ex showing up, I had to walk out immediately. (Sidenote: ex's need to grow the hell up and stop being so abusive and horrible. You broke it off, so deal with it, let the person you hurt horribly live their life, enjoy their night, dont play bullshit games with her head and just show up when you know it will kill her.)
Some of us then went to dance off the stress at another bar and we ended the night really well with the Phillies winning and chips.
One really cool store I went to was on South Street, called Eyes Gallery. I could have spent a whole lot more time in there and spent a whole lotta money. Check it out if you're in town!
Friday, October 24, 2008
Douchebag Fridays
I was introduced to a very entertaining website a while back and I was just thinking about it yesterday. Today, turns out its newsworthy!
My Wednesday Night
What's the difference between a pr rep and a publicist? Either way, I was doing my job!
Moronic
When this story broke, the first thing I thought was "why is the B backwards" and my friends reaction was, "it looks like makeup", before we even knew the story. What a moron. But I am totally gunna be "B Face" for Halloween!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Nothings Easy
I expect things to go wrong. But it's so hard to predict everything that could possibly go wrong sometimes.
I finally got that check from the guy who owes me money for the football tickets months ago. I expect the check to bounce. But yesterday (and I realize this is partially my fault), I did not inspect the check before I tried to cash it and it was not made out to anyone. So she knew I was about to forge it and so I had to wait til today to cash it. Let's hope it doesn't bounce.
My computer has been broken. It got a virus, so I thought, but apparently while Best Buy was "fixing" it, the hard drive crashed. They did not do as I requested, which is on the order form, which was back up my photos before touching it cuz I didn't have time and had a feeling something would go down. Sure enough, it crashed and they "tried to save what they could and I was more then welcome to buy back the approximately 70% of information they could save". $160 for my own information due to a malfunction on your end? No way. But I'll deal with that when I need to. Baby steps cuz that's only the beginning. Best Buy on 87th and Lex SUCKS! No one picks the phone either. I know they are helping me out and all but eff that. Its already been more then a week past when they said it would be ready and I finally got in touch with them and they just sent it out today. UGH. They also told me I have to order re instillation disks. So I called them, (15 minutes of bs recordings first though) and then them telling me I need to read the number on the bottom of my laptop. So now I have to wait to get my laptop back before I can get the disks. It just never ends.
:(
I finally got that check from the guy who owes me money for the football tickets months ago. I expect the check to bounce. But yesterday (and I realize this is partially my fault), I did not inspect the check before I tried to cash it and it was not made out to anyone. So she knew I was about to forge it and so I had to wait til today to cash it. Let's hope it doesn't bounce.
My computer has been broken. It got a virus, so I thought, but apparently while Best Buy was "fixing" it, the hard drive crashed. They did not do as I requested, which is on the order form, which was back up my photos before touching it cuz I didn't have time and had a feeling something would go down. Sure enough, it crashed and they "tried to save what they could and I was more then welcome to buy back the approximately 70% of information they could save". $160 for my own information due to a malfunction on your end? No way. But I'll deal with that when I need to. Baby steps cuz that's only the beginning. Best Buy on 87th and Lex SUCKS! No one picks the phone either. I know they are helping me out and all but eff that. Its already been more then a week past when they said it would be ready and I finally got in touch with them and they just sent it out today. UGH. They also told me I have to order re instillation disks. So I called them, (15 minutes of bs recordings first though) and then them telling me I need to read the number on the bottom of my laptop. So now I have to wait to get my laptop back before I can get the disks. It just never ends.
:(
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
My Friends Are Famous
This is my old friend Danny who I went to middle and high school with. Coincidence he was playing against Crew, my college town's team, the only other team I could tell you anything about besides LA's. Mazel.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Snapple Fact
The watersheds that supply water to New York City are roughly the size of Delaware.
Um, does it bother anyone else that NYC is obsessed with hosing down the sidewalks? That shits got to stop! What a waste of water.
Um, does it bother anyone else that NYC is obsessed with hosing down the sidewalks? That shits got to stop! What a waste of water.
Why You?
What makes one blog more legit then the next? I'm talking freestanding blogs here. Not ones attached to publications. It's cool if you have a ton of readers and supporters and what not, but im dying to know what makes it legit. Someone could have no educational certifications at all, no writing expereince or anything, and just cuz they have access to the internet and a couple of commentors, they become a "professional" blogger?
There are a couple people that come to mind which was the inspiration for me asking these things in the first place but I'm not about to call them out and wage a war of any kind. Nor will I hate on them and send more attention to them like many do. I'm just wondering out loud. It just makes me wonder, and I think you should wonder too. I know this sounds somewhat hypocritical as I sit here and blog, but my defense is something i've already stated. This thing is for me. I'm not sitting here pretending im a legit writer. I'm the only one who reads this anyway so i'll stop defending myself to myself now.
Thank you and good night.
There are a couple people that come to mind which was the inspiration for me asking these things in the first place but I'm not about to call them out and wage a war of any kind. Nor will I hate on them and send more attention to them like many do. I'm just wondering out loud. It just makes me wonder, and I think you should wonder too. I know this sounds somewhat hypocritical as I sit here and blog, but my defense is something i've already stated. This thing is for me. I'm not sitting here pretending im a legit writer. I'm the only one who reads this anyway so i'll stop defending myself to myself now.
Thank you and good night.
Live.Laugh.Love.
There's been a lot of talk about this guy who wrote a letter. I have been meaning to try to verbalize how I feel about working, and not working and enjoying life. I feel like this guy is right. He talks about the bullshit that goes on. He suggests throwing away the devices and enjoying life. More people should do this. It's sad when you are sitting with someone and the actual physical person is not good enough for them and they have to be on that blackberry. Hello!?!?
After reading Eat, Pray, Love, something struck me. She talks about the Italian work ethic a bit and I feel like I agree more with them then the American way. What is the point of working your ass off if you can't just enjoy life, even every once in a while? Oh you have nice things you can buy with the money but if you have no time to sit back and enjoy it, or have other people enjoy it, I find it to be pointless.
I personally work to enjoy life. I have to support myself somehow but I do not live for work. I enjoy what I do, and that helps get me through my days. It's just crazy to me to think about how a job seriously can define your life. Maybe if I ever have a family to support, and I NEED more money, I will have to face reality of the American work ethic but for now, im gunna stick with this philosophy. I guess thats just the hippy in me.
After reading Eat, Pray, Love, something struck me. She talks about the Italian work ethic a bit and I feel like I agree more with them then the American way. What is the point of working your ass off if you can't just enjoy life, even every once in a while? Oh you have nice things you can buy with the money but if you have no time to sit back and enjoy it, or have other people enjoy it, I find it to be pointless.
I personally work to enjoy life. I have to support myself somehow but I do not live for work. I enjoy what I do, and that helps get me through my days. It's just crazy to me to think about how a job seriously can define your life. Maybe if I ever have a family to support, and I NEED more money, I will have to face reality of the American work ethic but for now, im gunna stick with this philosophy. I guess thats just the hippy in me.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Officially Moving
It's 100% official, I am moving to LA. And things like THIS make my life much less stressful in a way. It's pretty funny because it's exactly what I realized I was doing...looking for areas comparable to the very city I am leaving.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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