Green Goblins everywhere

Went to the deck last night and I brought JW a birthday cake because nobody should be without a homemade cake on their Bday. I am a wannabee domestic goddess:

So entering the bar with this got me out of paying the outrageous $10 cover, which was for what??? The night progresses and it's a fairly lame crowd. I have never had a good time at this dump. JW drags us out on the "dance" floor and we happen upon this mulletted freak who danced like noone was watching, in fact he made Taylor Hicks look graceful. He had a fancy move of grinding his toilet area into the ground, it was quite pitiful to say the least, a pic would do him no justice but this is all I got:

His friends approach us and one is particularly chatty with me. After he is clearly drunk and hanging on me I ask where his wife is, he states he is not married. Do you see where this is going? LONG story short...they are there for a friend's bachelor party. He is now "white shirt". He insists he is not married and wants to know me. I am super suspicious because I have one of my "feelings" that he is wedded. After what seems like hours of this, I go to the loo. When I return he has told Chatty that he digs me mucho and cannot understand why I do not believe him. Chatty tells him I am a witch and I just know things. He is now really happy and shows me his tattoo of a warlock on his back. I am not impressed. At this point I tell him that he should just be straight with us about being married. He INSISTS that he is not. I stare at him for a second and determine that my intuition is to be trusted over a stranger so I tell him off and state that he should have been honest hours ago, the night would have progressed the same (meaning we all would have danced and chatted together anyway) but now that he has lied the entire time I am put off by his dishonesty and insulted by his lying. I walk off.
A few min later I find JW chatting it up with some dirtbags and tell her about the mouth off and now I am tired of the evening. She is still partying it up but her cake was ruined and she is not happy because she wanted to take it home, tubby nut. Awww...

White shirt reapproaches me and now tells me that there is something wrong with me and I have trust issues among others and I should seek some professional help. He goes on to say that he was really "feeling" me and wanted to know me but is now tired of my crap and why didn't I just believe him hours earlier about not being married. He goes on and on and I actually feel bad and start to believe him, although I am still unsure. Chatty and JW say that they believe him and I should let my guard down. I don't but I do take a shot and a drink from them. We all dance on:

Okay so now it is very late and JW leaves. At some point walking across the lot with the bachelor party, white shirt tells me he is married. I F-ing was right!!! I am not pissed off becuase I was truly never interested but I am irritated with the lie. I tell him off of course and give them a ride because I feel bad for him and them. The cab drove off with another fare and they were bsing with me so....it was on my way anyway. As white shirt gets out of my car I glance at his hand and now there is a wedding band where there was none before. He states it was there the whole night (it was not) and now he wants to F me. I tell him to F himself too. Then he says it was all a test and he is happy I passed. Tells me my witchy sense was correct.
Again, what the FUCK is going on with me and the married guys this weekend, insane. Utterly stupid.
We went out east for a bit this evening and it was relaxing and no married guys bothered us. I am not drinking for the next month. I am tired and feel very fat and out of shape. Back to the grill again. Happy memorial day!!!!

Je n'ai plus faim

Me and JW for yet another birthday fiasco.

I just uploaded a bunch of photos to the album and I am spent. I have found a new way to laugh at people: I go out, don't drink alcohol and see others act silly.

Last night I did have some drink though. Chatty and I went out to meet some girls we hang out with once in a while, and we went to a very cheesy place. JW stated that she could not believe "YOU of all people would go to that place!". Well I did. I met an older gentleman who had a custom chopper and some other toys. In addition, my mother would recoil in horror at the look of him and his tattooed body. Of course he is enamored with me in minutes and I agree to go to a strip club with he and his friends. Chatty comes of course. As we start to embark on the journey he grazes his lips across mine. I am surprised. Now I had asked if he was married, he said no. (foreshadowing there). We arrive at Gossip, shhhh, oooohhh. He is not there, I am not paying $10 to look at boobs so we turn to leave and he enters, states that he was waiting for me. Hmmmm... interesting but not likely. At this point, I am just into it for the adventure of the evening, Chatty agrees to stay. He pays for me to enter. He attempts to purchase drink for me. I refuse. I am suspicious. He ignores me. Chatty and I sit for a bit. I give her my phone to use. I don't remember the circumstance. Biker boy reenters the picture. He states he wants to know me. Gag gag. He buys us a shot and a drink. He kisses me full on without permission or warning. I ask his friend when he got married (as if i knew already), answer: 2 or 3 months ago!!!!!!!
F-ing LIAR! Don't F up my karma like this mister! At first I pretend not to know, just to see what he is willing to do or say. He senses he made a mistake and now starts to say he is not feeling well and I should leave. I should leave??? Hmpf.

We walk away for a bit and I am curious to see who else is in a strip club at 10pm. It is not good and looks sad to me. Biker reapproaches, I tell him I know he is married. He explains that is why he feels bad, claims he doesn't cheat. Comes up with some bs line about self control and how if it were a year ago he would be totally into me (??? we JUST met!) and blah blah but now he is married and cannot do this so he needs to walk away and not talk to me because he is having naughty thoughts. Jesus freaking christ...do men really have NO self control, jeez. Even before the quickest lip interaction I didn't think anything of it except for talking in a bar. Loser.

Story gets more married. After Gossip we went to meet JW for yet another birthday bar night. It was fairly lame and I was whining about going to the diner so we left. Then in the car, I decide its a bad idea to eat anything in the diner especially at midnight. Here is the more married part...and again WHY are men such IDIOTS????

8:30am cell is ringing very loud very loud. (Different) Married guy is calling to have serious discussion about last night. Huh?? What is he talking about? Apparently Chatty had made some repeated drunk calls to a married persons number from my cell. Well, we work together and I have seen these boys and I stress boys in action. Translation: I am one of the guys and have seen them cheating on their wives firsthand. Soooo....at least 5 more phone calls before 10am to do damage control. As I stated in the first call. I will not lie for you. If you got caught, it's you holding the bag of poo. If we aren't allowed to be buddies then don't call me outside of work and do not ask me and my friends to hang out with you married losers. Jesus freaking christ how F-ing stupid are they?? Take a risk accept the consequences. In addition, I have never made the acquaintance of any of these boys so in my mind, it's a non issue. Maybe if they kept their dicks in their pants they wouldn't be so F-ing paranoid. In any case, apparently one wife called my phone last night but Chatty had it so who knows what happened.

Moral of the story: MARRIED GUYS ARE IDIOTS!

Beautiful weather today. Beach tomorrow, yipee!!

Song for today: Simple man - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Are you for real?

I had a dream last night. It was very realistic. I woke up at noon but couldn't get out of bed until 2pm. I am debating whether or not to follow up on the dream. If it pans out I will be shocked. No that is an understatement. I will be floored, completely floored.
After finishing all of the chocolate covered oreos today, translation: 10!!!, I went for a short jog, 2mi. Then felt inspired and put the rollerblades back on and skated around for about 40 minutes and I didn't fall once. I will work at this a bit more then try the track again. I gave in and bought some smokes tonight. I am disappointed in myself, again. :(
I also starting cooking again and have come up with a great recipe for thai lettuce wraps using turkey, i'm going to submit it in a contest. pic to follow.

Song for today: SOS - Rihanna

Mets 4, Yankees 3

Today was a well documented day: stayed in bed until noon then decided to go rollerblading. In theory: good idea, in practice: not so good idea. So I crashed and wound up with a big scrape.

Then I dumped the skates and jogged for a while. In the afternoon, we got on the train and headed to the subway series, mets vs. yanks.



Who is that with a huh, umm, bud light??????????

It was a good time but very cold. Its friggin the end of MAY!!!
Me and JW were chilly.


There were so many people at the game it got me thinking. Paths crossing must really be amazing because out of all of the people there tonight, I didn't see one person I knew and there had to be thousands of people all in one place. Do random chance meetings really mean coincidence? This is so frequently a topic it's becoming tiresome. Chatty is convinced I am a witch. Hmmm...

song for today: Rock n roll - Gary Glitter

Bad Medicine

Tonight I dragged myself out to see TD cus it has been forever since I have seen her and she looks great! Lost all of the baby weight too! To our surprise there was a Bon Jovi cover band, !


I put on a happy face for the camera, ok so it wasn't happy but still a face.



I came home and ate what apparantly is way too much chocolate because I feel incredibly ill right now. Maybe it will be ok because I only had one drink tonight so the extra food will fill in for any alcohol I might have consumed.

Song for today: The Unforgettable Fire - U2

In the stacks

got this in email today:

Urban Word of the Day
www.urbandictionary.com

May 20, 2006: Take him to the stacks

A term to imply that sexual relations would be desired between a patron
and a library employee.

That patron is so hot, I'd take him to the stacks.


Had good time at shabbat dinner at schoolmate's house last night. The key lime squares went over well as did the chocolate dipped fruit I made but I forgot to take pics. oops. On way back was not feeling like going home so stopped to see JW:
I am not having so much fun. Is everyone a guido here? Well, it is 3am.

Song for today: Mission Impossible theme - U2

roger dodger

Irony, coincidence, surprise, who knows what it is. Phone calls here and there, and no number to return call. I would like to talk but....

Made some "key lime bars" with extra limes lying around after cinco de mayo, smells good in here but I don't like citrus dessert, ick. I'm tired. I have insomnia, this stinks.

Been thinking about Moose the last couple of days, I remember we used to dance around when we listened to So Lonely by the Police, I have no idea why but it always reminds me of her. I was looking at photos of us and I am sad now. Goodnight.

I'm still tired

It's been rainy and misty for days and it doesn't look like its ending for another week. This makes for big hair. Ugh. this must be what its like to live in London. Incidentally, I applied for internships in the british library system. Now we wait....

I spent this lovely friday evening doing lots of laundry, flipping my mattress and changing into springtime bedding. I absolutely love crisp cool sheets for the first night. I also spent about an hour eating boxed cake mix mixed with water, mmm. Then I felt ill for another 2 hrs. I'm resting cus tomorrow starts the first day of summer weekend work. So I'm missing chatty's surprise party, hmpf. Mother has been home from work all week with some sort of back problem, therefore I have been receiving incessant emails with lame questions about anything and everything. I have also been ordered to go to their house and hook up her webcam, ugh. Family dinner on mothers day as well, ugh ugh.

I am truly convinced that the universe has picked me for some kind of coincident. This just KEEPS happening. I watched a show on tv, there was a funny man on it. At the end of the show, there was a note that it was dedicated to his memory. I look his name up on google.com, someone had left a comment about him. I check the link, it links to happening upon someone else. Coincident or happens for a reason. What the fuck is coincidence anyway. Makes you wonder, or well, it makes ME wonder. I am not going to do anything with the info but I know its there. I'll sit on this for a while.

I'm going to lie in my crisp sheets and attempt to rid myself of this ever present insomnia. I started training again. I am aching all over.

song for today: anything old from U2.

photo for today: Moose. I miss you lots babe.

Ahh breathe

I just finished my last final for the semester and I am breathing a sigh of relief. I worked 2 overtime 8hr. overnight shifts this week, hosted a small fiesta, finished all my schoolwork (on time!) and did not miss one hour of work. I am not bragging, I am fucking shocked I managed it. I thought for sure I'd have a meltdown and email my Profs that I couldn't get it done in time. I did manage to eat an entire tray of chicken enchiladas though. So who knows how heavy I've gotten in the past week. Now I can start to live a normal life again, translation: go to work, miss my dog, cook fancy meals, gain back the weight I lost while I workout like a nut (triathlon in July ugh), catch up on my reading, and go to pubs and get silly with alcohol. I think I might start the last part after class tomorrow.

Mother's Day is this weekend, isnt it? What ever to buy the woman....flowers are so lame, I got them concert tickets last year, so hmmmmm will ponder this but have to act quickly. Of course I already have a card for her and all my girls who are moms. Jeez.

Song for today: who knows, my ipod hasnt been updated in ages, oh wait i know, that Chili Peppers song has been in my head for a while: Dani California (is that the name?)

I promise these posts will get more interesting even if i have to make the stuff up. heh heh.

Cinco de Mayo

So I hosted yet another fiesta, this time for cinco de mayo obviously. It was kind of fun probably because there was a pinata, sombreros and plenty of fake mustaches. Huggies made awesome enchiladas and I am still eatin em. My pineapple tequila didn't come out so great, it was actually kind of salty, I don't know why. I neglected to take photos of the food, my apologies. I uploaded the pics to the album, here's a preview:
Nice 'stashes

Mexi Divas

May Day

Well let's see, last week I did not go to sleep on tuesday or thursday night. Strangely enough, I only slept 7 hours between tuesday morning and saturday night. I didn't take any time off work and I finished the website in just the nick of time with the help of Professor. A more serious problem I have developed is this insomnia and I just can't kick it now. Saturday was a scary night.....I need to make some changes in my life here. After class, the lot of us went to the Dove and got drinks. I started with a personal sized carafe of a spanish red, V. tasty. Although I should have paid attention because I hadn't been eating much last week and that day I had consumed a protein bar and a bottle of water. Okay fast forward to carafe #2....decided I wanted to smoke, trodded to magazine stand, paid $7.00 for cancer sticks, ugh. While smoking, a classmate was on her way out and stopped to chat with me. She asked if I was married or in a relationship. No. She said, "I can see that, you seem really tough. I think dating you would be rough, the guy would have to be a real stand up man with principles." Ummm uhhhh huh? I didn't feel like getting into a drunk conversation with her so I managed to change the topic and she was on her way.
Back at the bar, Professor

is all over this one young student, it was quite disturbing but moving on....he then moves onto another student, not young. She asks me for a smoke, we climb out the window and the cigs are lit and so are we...hahaha silly stupid pun there. She starts talking about her bf and I tell her that Prof already told me that they hooked up. She says she will be friends with him for life.
Oh thats the interesting thing. The night went on,and he moved onto to all of us, really innnappropriate but anyway. One gal and I went to another bar and then we went our separate ways and I fell asleep on the subway and it was unnerving.
It's funny, well not actually funny, but its...well whatever the word is, this woman says she will be friends with the Prof forever but she barely knows him. What she knows is what we all know and why would she want to be friends with such a jerk. Hmmmm maybe she is just bored. She's a bit older than I and it is possible that she has a serious drinking problem as well.

I requested a coveted position at work today. I think I have a shot but in the end probably not. There are 24 interested and only 6 spots, supposedly only 1 slated for a female, which now that I think about it, is a bit sexist and probably against fair hiring practice. I will look into this. 1 final paper due and 1 homework paper due tomorrow and of course I left my laptop at work, argh! BIG final paper due next monday also. Oh and like the nut I am, I decided to have a Cinco de Mayo party. Complete with pinata, sombreros and mustaches. I encourage the attendees to dress the part and bring appropriate drink/foods, of course in Mexican theme, although I will allow Latin themed dress as well. You know the pics will be posted. Can't you wait?