stayed in. with roommates and the puppy and ice cream from jp lick's. yum.
anyways.
john mayer's blog is pretty much one of my favorite places on the internet. http://johnmayer.com/blog i can't go there too often cos it's not like he updates daily. (he is like a rockstar-ish type with a life and like... albums to work on) but he does update frequently enough to make me excited every now and then and he's usually good for a few giggles. i keep telling people about the blog, but they never look. oh well.
anyways.
his latest entry is about grey's anatomy. just when i think JM is so cool, i find out he also watches grey's. geez. anyways, its about how they should make isaiah washington's charachter gay in return for him calling george the f word. a scissor sister loving dr. burke- i love it. JM even drafted a few scenes for the writers to work with. oh j.may, you crack me up.
also this month he 'invented' a pb spreading packet. for pb and honey sandwich making. there are sketches. awesome.
19 January 2007
isn't it ironic
i have that alanis morisette song in my head. i feel a like i am living a life something like what she describes in a song. which is not exactly 'ironic' in the true sense of the word but more like a weird, awkward, neither lucky or unlucky, middle land where stuff happens that you dont agree with or prefer but must deal with none the less.
i'm going back to my project, aka iraq, on monday. i only hope that the next two months go by very smoothly and quickly even though i know they wont. i'm disappointed that i'm not going somewhere new. returning to the old. but i know in some respects its a good place to go back to. and hopefully it'll work out for the best. i'm stuck here for a reason or something, at least thats what my parents keep telling me as i call them to whine about my situation and beg them for answers they can't give me. argh. oh well.
its friday night and though i'm wearing my house uniform of sweats and a hoodie, i do plan on going out tonight. either a reunion of work folks in fenway or a masshole party somewhere in the 'burbs. rachael tried to coax me into her friends party by saying that danny from the real world might be there. i dont know if that makes me want to go more or less. and hiking in to fenway is not so arduous but its not a guarantee of fun just lots of drinking co-workers which might lead to fun or just a sick ride home. don't know.
tomorrow will be busy. i need to rest so that i can party the night away with... work people. of course. i'm sure it will be funny/fun with the slide show and gag awards. and i did spend most of oprah today adding songs to the playlist for the event. made sure that thriller and since u been gone made the cut. all the small things too. wow. i didnt notice til i typed it right now. thats like three of my most favorite songs from the '80s, '90s, and '00s right there. says a lot about me, my top 40 picks. i sure am weird, that's what it says. i also put in peggy sue, jail house rock and smack that. some for the oldies and something for the kids. :p. i hope they dont know what songs i pick cos i think some, like smack that, may be slightly inappropriate but awesome none the less. and i want to see work people dance to smack that, please.
i love my car cos it goes fast and drives nicely, especially around quick turns i decide to make at the last moment. only i also hate my car cos its all scratched and sometimes makes weird noises that embarrass me when driving down the street. i want a new car. only i dont know if i want new new or a used car. which would be a smarter investment/purchase. argh. i wish i didnt have to have a car at all. yeah. that! would be great. dangit. made myself mad about situation1 all over again. poop.
i like that my frequent use of 'poop' as a sentiment has now encouraged a number of my friends to also reference 'poop' in our IM conversations. its kinda great.
i'm going back to my project, aka iraq, on monday. i only hope that the next two months go by very smoothly and quickly even though i know they wont. i'm disappointed that i'm not going somewhere new. returning to the old. but i know in some respects its a good place to go back to. and hopefully it'll work out for the best. i'm stuck here for a reason or something, at least thats what my parents keep telling me as i call them to whine about my situation and beg them for answers they can't give me. argh. oh well.
its friday night and though i'm wearing my house uniform of sweats and a hoodie, i do plan on going out tonight. either a reunion of work folks in fenway or a masshole party somewhere in the 'burbs. rachael tried to coax me into her friends party by saying that danny from the real world might be there. i dont know if that makes me want to go more or less. and hiking in to fenway is not so arduous but its not a guarantee of fun just lots of drinking co-workers which might lead to fun or just a sick ride home. don't know.
tomorrow will be busy. i need to rest so that i can party the night away with... work people. of course. i'm sure it will be funny/fun with the slide show and gag awards. and i did spend most of oprah today adding songs to the playlist for the event. made sure that thriller and since u been gone made the cut. all the small things too. wow. i didnt notice til i typed it right now. thats like three of my most favorite songs from the '80s, '90s, and '00s right there. says a lot about me, my top 40 picks. i sure am weird, that's what it says. i also put in peggy sue, jail house rock and smack that. some for the oldies and something for the kids. :p. i hope they dont know what songs i pick cos i think some, like smack that, may be slightly inappropriate but awesome none the less. and i want to see work people dance to smack that, please.
i love my car cos it goes fast and drives nicely, especially around quick turns i decide to make at the last moment. only i also hate my car cos its all scratched and sometimes makes weird noises that embarrass me when driving down the street. i want a new car. only i dont know if i want new new or a used car. which would be a smarter investment/purchase. argh. i wish i didnt have to have a car at all. yeah. that! would be great. dangit. made myself mad about situation1 all over again. poop.
i like that my frequent use of 'poop' as a sentiment has now encouraged a number of my friends to also reference 'poop' in our IM conversations. its kinda great.
15 January 2007
nyc weekend
i needed a break from boston, even though i'd really only been there for about two weeks since returning from texas.
i drove down to brooklyn yesterday morning, in between some little rain showers and mild traffic.
without firm plans or a time schedule its been good, kirstin and i have had some time to just hang out and dow whatever. we didnt really know what we wanted to do so checked local movie listings. my friend had recomended children of men and kirstin wanted to see it to so we checked it out.
that film is amazing. from the opening sequence with the death of baby diego and the cafe bombing all the way to the end with the woman, her baby and a slumped clive owen, it was fantastic. i didn't find it hard to have this 'suspension of disbelief'. all of the horrific scenes of an apocolyptic modern world seemed actually too realistic and believable. the random bombings, media permeating with repetetive footage, the flip flops.
all of the allusions to the nativity scene, a new beginning, the holy family. so good. the camera shots were fantastic, from all the framings to the use of handheld following theo as he runs throu the fugee camp, the blood spattered camera lense viewing scenes from his vantage point and jostling about over the debris. at times during this movie i wanted to throw up and other times cry. at the end it left me kind of scared and depressed, but satisfied that it was a great movie.
going to eat dinner was hard right after so we talked about other stuff. dorky life updates and anything else that wasnt quite so depressing. pad see ew was delish as was my thai ice tea. only they spelled it pad see U. which made me laugh. we came home, drank wine and watched clerks2 which is kinda good and kinda depressing seeing people get old and all.
sunday morn woke up for a yummy berry scone on the way to mass. then into manhattan for a tour of the moma which is great, followed by a ravenous sandwich dinner and cookie finish at some cafe on 5th ave. we were so hungry. then i made kirstin go w/ me to the american girl store. it was creepy and awesome. like, wow, all this consumerism being pushed at these spoiled girls all over the store. but still. i wanted to buy most of the stuff myself to satisfy my inner 8 year old. i LOVE my samantha doll even though i probably havent seen her in more than a few years. but looking at the little displays they had at the store, seeing the mini petit fours and school desks and day beds that i'd drooled over as a child- i wanted it all! that store is gross/sweet.
then back to BK to nap and watch 24. and the little miss sunshine which i totally do not love. i was so planning on being impressed after everyone had built it up so much... but eh. its ok i guess.
now its monday and i really must return to boston. go into the office tomorrow, earn a living.
i signed up for some training, its one of those sitchs with the hardest way to make an easy living. gross. there's supposed to be icky weather all across america and i'm so not looking forward to my drive back. hope there's some wicked tunes on the radio and i'll just take it slow and steady
i drove down to brooklyn yesterday morning, in between some little rain showers and mild traffic.
without firm plans or a time schedule its been good, kirstin and i have had some time to just hang out and dow whatever. we didnt really know what we wanted to do so checked local movie listings. my friend had recomended children of men and kirstin wanted to see it to so we checked it out.
that film is amazing. from the opening sequence with the death of baby diego and the cafe bombing all the way to the end with the woman, her baby and a slumped clive owen, it was fantastic. i didn't find it hard to have this 'suspension of disbelief'. all of the horrific scenes of an apocolyptic modern world seemed actually too realistic and believable. the random bombings, media permeating with repetetive footage, the flip flops.
all of the allusions to the nativity scene, a new beginning, the holy family. so good. the camera shots were fantastic, from all the framings to the use of handheld following theo as he runs throu the fugee camp, the blood spattered camera lense viewing scenes from his vantage point and jostling about over the debris. at times during this movie i wanted to throw up and other times cry. at the end it left me kind of scared and depressed, but satisfied that it was a great movie.
going to eat dinner was hard right after so we talked about other stuff. dorky life updates and anything else that wasnt quite so depressing. pad see ew was delish as was my thai ice tea. only they spelled it pad see U. which made me laugh. we came home, drank wine and watched clerks2 which is kinda good and kinda depressing seeing people get old and all.
sunday morn woke up for a yummy berry scone on the way to mass. then into manhattan for a tour of the moma which is great, followed by a ravenous sandwich dinner and cookie finish at some cafe on 5th ave. we were so hungry. then i made kirstin go w/ me to the american girl store. it was creepy and awesome. like, wow, all this consumerism being pushed at these spoiled girls all over the store. but still. i wanted to buy most of the stuff myself to satisfy my inner 8 year old. i LOVE my samantha doll even though i probably havent seen her in more than a few years. but looking at the little displays they had at the store, seeing the mini petit fours and school desks and day beds that i'd drooled over as a child- i wanted it all! that store is gross/sweet.
then back to BK to nap and watch 24. and the little miss sunshine which i totally do not love. i was so planning on being impressed after everyone had built it up so much... but eh. its ok i guess.
now its monday and i really must return to boston. go into the office tomorrow, earn a living.
i signed up for some training, its one of those sitchs with the hardest way to make an easy living. gross. there's supposed to be icky weather all across america and i'm so not looking forward to my drive back. hope there's some wicked tunes on the radio and i'll just take it slow and steady
14 January 2007
24 day 6- 7:00 to 8:00 AM
looking for jack in some tunnels with water. not here to kill one american, here to kill thousands.
fayed stuck on looking for jack, others want to focus elsewhere. lights flashing on jacks face, oh crap they were so close!! but he's out. out of the tunnel and into daylight! morris looking at where they say assad is. not sure he's actually there. milo is skinny face. chloe mad that they sold out jack for nothing.
jack breaks into a car, his arm is still hurting like whoa. acid stains on his fingers. china must've sucked.
nadia and bill in mtg
jack calling on line 2- call off airstrike. assad not resposible for bombing. ready to explain to president that assad not it. jack hotwiring car. jack tells pres that assad is trying to stop fayed. flashing around presidents oval office people. hayes doesnt buy assad's change of heart. jack wants to stop strike. pres- switch to ground assault? bill believes jack. hayes thinks prison make jack weak and getting played. tom agrees w/ hayes. jack says capture assad first. history impact judgement? never! pres goes foward w/ airstrike against bauer? no.
bill ready to pick up jack. jack doesnt tell bill where he is. jack's going to save assad. gets direction to location and takes off. now jack has to prevent terrorist from getting killed by us govt.
white dad looking for kumar's dad. fayed calls, looking for pkgs. fayed wants kumar to retrieve package- father issues. white kid tells kumar whole world has gone crazy and he feels bad. kumar says worlds already been crazy. jack's sone offers kumar necklace for luck, kumar tells jack-son he might need luck himself one day.
plans cleared for attack on lat/long. karen hayes called bill w/ pres. 5 min to hit assad's location. confirmation of kill right after assault is complete. jack outdriving jets. parsk at location, running inside. shirt sweaty and bloody? who doesnt notice this?
sneaks in through backyard. man coming in, pile of wood and full trash cans. thumps can, man investigates, dude knocks down legswith wood stump. now he's armed and dangerous, ready to enter house. that was so mcgyver.
ppl in house on computers... doing stuff. planes locking in on target. guy comes out, jack takes back in. jack asks for assad. house full of computer stuff. showdown. jack tells assad that fayed has set him up. one of men working for fayed- which one is it? fox nmews on their television too. jack puts down gun, earns confidence. find transponder on one of their men- says assad betrayed ppl. make bauer leave his gun. 'secure the package'
make it out of the house right before strike begins. target has been destroyed, but men werent there! oh snap!
-- commercial --
assembling database of names. ray charles' girlf is here? fbi doesnt have warrant- no personnel records. nothing to hide. but something to protect. sacrifice privacy? sandra palmer, oh snap. sister of the president. curtis sending live feed to ctu showing bombing. pres wayne talks to sandra. tells him about how fbi came to get access to iaa records. invading privacy bassed on ppls religion. sandra tells wayne to check w/ tom lennox. treats constitution like list of suggestions. sandra and david dont like tom. hes a baddy. sandra kisses iaa dude.
4 bodies, none assad. how did they miss him? hayes says someone warned tom says he was never there. 10 block perimeter from bill. tom says more attacks to come.
fayed goes to meet up w/ suicide bomber. nassir dude is going to blow himself up? fayed gives death pep-talk. by overcoming fear you prove your worth. double kiss. bomb set up.
commercial - 7:26am-
bauer watching them drive uhaul away from paradyme realty house for sale. who's done packing and ready to go at 730 am?
dude is injured but knows where fayed is. american flag in window, nice touch. assad sees jacks back, gets scared. traitor boy passed out in chair. chloe sees jack and two dudes escaping. calls buchanan to tell him. makes sense for bill to jack. what does chloe do with info. bill says keep it on the DL. if jacks right then look for fayed. if wrong, tell on jack. uh oh, secrets secrets.
assad has car. jack now wearing tight cotton shirt. jack wants ctu, assad wants to do it on his terms- knows fayed. jack stabbing traitor in shoulder-dude, he doesnt know where fayed is? jack stops, can see in his eyes- not going to tell. assad takes knife into guy's knee- traitor gives up where men are- meeting after assad is killed. torturing in front of american flag. assad kills guy while telling him he understands. in front of flag. jack feels sympathy for tortured dude?
assad needs help. jack 'i dont know how to do this anymore' assad- 'you'll remember.'
- commercial-
fbi back for records w/ warrant. sandra's not happy. shes copying files - or blanking them out while hes pulling them up. oh snap! sandras a smarty hacker girl. HAHAHA. she shred up the files. fbi arresting for obstructing business and destroying evidence. they arrest the dude too. impounding all hardware in office.
kumar banging package out of wall while crazy white fuy is coming to the door. kicks down kumar. throws kumar around. oh geez. lots of throwing and beating up. breaking glass and stuff. kumar takes out gun and shoots the dude in the leg. kills white guy. kumar has piece of glass in his leg. jack-son comes in. sees dead guy and kumar w/ blood. call an ambulance? kumar pulls gun on jack-son (scott?).
-commericals-
jack and assad in car. assad id'ing suicide bombers. jack and assad jump out of toyota echo (?) to go and catch the dudes. dudes went into subway. ppl use subway in la?
bomber dude is kinda of hott. so is the briefcase- it's the shaved head. bauer sees them, doesnt follow- stays back to assess sitch. one gets on train one is handler. assad gets handler, bauer after bomber. assad following bald handler who calls fayed.
briefcase on the train, bauer too. jack talks to ticket agent, scares him. bomber notices ppl moving, about to ignite. super fight at the end of the train. jack versus dude, exposes bomb. jack kicks him off train before bomb goes off... he saves the day! second bomb averted, hour 2. bald calls fayed to tell him somethings off, fayed says no big cos other attacks were successful.
hayes tells pres palmer that fayed talked to bombers- jack was right. dont they all feel stupid now. 'this is gonna get much worse'.
jack and assad following handler looking for fayed.
fayed stuck on looking for jack, others want to focus elsewhere. lights flashing on jacks face, oh crap they were so close!! but he's out. out of the tunnel and into daylight! morris looking at where they say assad is. not sure he's actually there. milo is skinny face. chloe mad that they sold out jack for nothing.
jack breaks into a car, his arm is still hurting like whoa. acid stains on his fingers. china must've sucked.
nadia and bill in mtg
jack calling on line 2- call off airstrike. assad not resposible for bombing. ready to explain to president that assad not it. jack hotwiring car. jack tells pres that assad is trying to stop fayed. flashing around presidents oval office people. hayes doesnt buy assad's change of heart. jack wants to stop strike. pres- switch to ground assault? bill believes jack. hayes thinks prison make jack weak and getting played. tom agrees w/ hayes. jack says capture assad first. history impact judgement? never! pres goes foward w/ airstrike against bauer? no.
bill ready to pick up jack. jack doesnt tell bill where he is. jack's going to save assad. gets direction to location and takes off. now jack has to prevent terrorist from getting killed by us govt.
white dad looking for kumar's dad. fayed calls, looking for pkgs. fayed wants kumar to retrieve package- father issues. white kid tells kumar whole world has gone crazy and he feels bad. kumar says worlds already been crazy. jack's sone offers kumar necklace for luck, kumar tells jack-son he might need luck himself one day.
plans cleared for attack on lat/long. karen hayes called bill w/ pres. 5 min to hit assad's location. confirmation of kill right after assault is complete. jack outdriving jets. parsk at location, running inside. shirt sweaty and bloody? who doesnt notice this?
sneaks in through backyard. man coming in, pile of wood and full trash cans. thumps can, man investigates, dude knocks down legswith wood stump. now he's armed and dangerous, ready to enter house. that was so mcgyver.
ppl in house on computers... doing stuff. planes locking in on target. guy comes out, jack takes back in. jack asks for assad. house full of computer stuff. showdown. jack tells assad that fayed has set him up. one of men working for fayed- which one is it? fox nmews on their television too. jack puts down gun, earns confidence. find transponder on one of their men- says assad betrayed ppl. make bauer leave his gun. 'secure the package'
make it out of the house right before strike begins. target has been destroyed, but men werent there! oh snap!
-- commercial --
assembling database of names. ray charles' girlf is here? fbi doesnt have warrant- no personnel records. nothing to hide. but something to protect. sacrifice privacy? sandra palmer, oh snap. sister of the president. curtis sending live feed to ctu showing bombing. pres wayne talks to sandra. tells him about how fbi came to get access to iaa records. invading privacy bassed on ppls religion. sandra tells wayne to check w/ tom lennox. treats constitution like list of suggestions. sandra and david dont like tom. hes a baddy. sandra kisses iaa dude.
4 bodies, none assad. how did they miss him? hayes says someone warned tom says he was never there. 10 block perimeter from bill. tom says more attacks to come.
fayed goes to meet up w/ suicide bomber. nassir dude is going to blow himself up? fayed gives death pep-talk. by overcoming fear you prove your worth. double kiss. bomb set up.
commercial - 7:26am-
bauer watching them drive uhaul away from paradyme realty house for sale. who's done packing and ready to go at 730 am?
dude is injured but knows where fayed is. american flag in window, nice touch. assad sees jacks back, gets scared. traitor boy passed out in chair. chloe sees jack and two dudes escaping. calls buchanan to tell him. makes sense for bill to jack. what does chloe do with info. bill says keep it on the DL. if jacks right then look for fayed. if wrong, tell on jack. uh oh, secrets secrets.
assad has car. jack now wearing tight cotton shirt. jack wants ctu, assad wants to do it on his terms- knows fayed. jack stabbing traitor in shoulder-dude, he doesnt know where fayed is? jack stops, can see in his eyes- not going to tell. assad takes knife into guy's knee- traitor gives up where men are- meeting after assad is killed. torturing in front of american flag. assad kills guy while telling him he understands. in front of flag. jack feels sympathy for tortured dude?
assad needs help. jack 'i dont know how to do this anymore' assad- 'you'll remember.'
- commercial-
fbi back for records w/ warrant. sandra's not happy. shes copying files - or blanking them out while hes pulling them up. oh snap! sandras a smarty hacker girl. HAHAHA. she shred up the files. fbi arresting for obstructing business and destroying evidence. they arrest the dude too. impounding all hardware in office.
kumar banging package out of wall while crazy white fuy is coming to the door. kicks down kumar. throws kumar around. oh geez. lots of throwing and beating up. breaking glass and stuff. kumar takes out gun and shoots the dude in the leg. kills white guy. kumar has piece of glass in his leg. jack-son comes in. sees dead guy and kumar w/ blood. call an ambulance? kumar pulls gun on jack-son (scott?).
-commericals-
jack and assad in car. assad id'ing suicide bombers. jack and assad jump out of toyota echo (?) to go and catch the dudes. dudes went into subway. ppl use subway in la?
bomber dude is kinda of hott. so is the briefcase- it's the shaved head. bauer sees them, doesnt follow- stays back to assess sitch. one gets on train one is handler. assad gets handler, bauer after bomber. assad following bald handler who calls fayed.
briefcase on the train, bauer too. jack talks to ticket agent, scares him. bomber notices ppl moving, about to ignite. super fight at the end of the train. jack versus dude, exposes bomb. jack kicks him off train before bomb goes off... he saves the day! second bomb averted, hour 2. bald calls fayed to tell him somethings off, fayed says no big cos other attacks were successful.
hayes tells pres palmer that fayed talked to bombers- jack was right. dont they all feel stupid now. 'this is gonna get much worse'.
jack and assad following handler looking for fayed.
24 day 6- 6:00 to 7:00 AM
middle eastern looking man not let on bus. 'i deserve it too!' bus drives away and then blows up.
internment camps already in place- everyone who prays toward mecca candidate for camps?!?
wayne palmer is pres, anti camps- thats good.
assad- who they are after, have no idea where he is.
new hot latina character working in ctu. of course. like his drug girlf from a few years back.
chloe annoyed that jack is back and no one told her. also akward with old flame sexually harrassing her in the office. weird.
very hairy jack comes off the chinese plane. chinese guy says jack hasnt spoken a word in two years- or shaved apparently.
update on current sitch: 11 weeks, 17 weeks- terrorist attacks. assad worth 25M plus jack bauer dead.
eeek! sacrifice jack? go at it alone. not used to talking. SPIT IT OUT. audrey. daughter. no one knows hes back. he wants it to stay that way.
jack can see behind him and tells curtis he doesnt need firearm. wants to clean up. reminicent of gi jane shaving scene as he looks into mirror.
battle wounds, skinny and scars. broken jack? oh no!
-commercial break- 6:13 PM
6:19 PM
security chick(hayes?) fingers ring while talking to bill ctu man. they miss eachother.
threat level is red after la bus bomb.
chloe talks to nadia. wants info on jack. threatens with blackmail to get info, jack is important to her. fayed contacted ctu to give info and had demands including jack. fayed's bro died while jack was interrogating. deliver jack to terrorists to be killed? chloe- why cant just rescue jack after. fayed has full access to ctu intelligence, cant save jack. chloe calling karen hayes, but hayes already knows, pres palmer authorized. jack bauer sacrifice for attacks to stop.
chloes depressed and british exboyf is stalking/worried. calls her. skinny face wants info. chloe tells morris about jack.
jack is shaved and clean in car w/ bill. pres calls. jack in lala land. pres palmer talks to jack- knows jack has already sacrificed so much for country. measure of desparation- ppl afraid to leave homes. buchanan already explained, jack knows whats expected. steel face- sacrifice not in vain. pres palmer2 isnt confident to be leader of country. irrelevant- already president, lead country if want to or not.
nat'l guard setting up detention centers across the country. hayes angry that allimcbeal boy (tom) is already setting up centers. aclu already filing complaints b/c bureau already has to much authority. 'security has its price.'
fayed watching, giving bauer over. bill is angry. handcuff jack to grate? jack- do it.
"do you understand the difference between dying for something and dying for nothing. i didnt want to die for nothing. today, i can die for something. my way, my choice. to be honest with you, it will be a relief." oh jack. dont cry bill! go! bill and curtis walk away.
-commerical. the blackjack commercials are so hot, shuffling cards and devices. cool.-
6:36 back
culver city bombing of mosque.
guy doesnt want his kid to go to school. 'nothing normal is happening here'
justjack's kid. his friends dad is getting arrested. kumar's dad. police are taking him away in car. people watching. run in after him. ahmed = kumar? white guys tell ahmed to get out of their neighborhood while banging on the door. kick door down. boy wants to help his friend. dad will go outside and talk. police are scared, arresting people. 'want him, coming thru me'. lame. guy backs off, this isnt over... ahmed should stay at their house til things blow over.
bill calls nadia. helicopters ready to attack anywhere w/in 20 minutes. waiting for location. nadia tells bill she told chloe. brit-morris hacking to get visual on jack. access to sattelite off gov't grid. afghanistan contract work. find out where bill left jack.
van coming at jack attached to grate. dudes jump out. unhook him from grate, fayed 'i've been waiting for this for a long time'. slap his face and throw jack in the van. fayed gets call from dude on phone. found camera pointing at his sector. they're calling ctu to say someones watching them no govt supposed to be watching fayed. uh-oh. redirect in 30 seconds. chloe's the one doing it. morris re-directed. deception - now fayed not definitely giving direction. nadia asks in arabic- why not? shes muslim not latina- what?
bill is so mad. chloe says fire me. bill says he needs manpower. doesnt want to look at bill. dont think you're the only one mourning jack. sacrifice jack for nothing.
comercial - 6:46pm
6:52
no news on assad. hayes mad at bill. who let chloe do renegade opp? all stressed. drama.
fayed's surveilance crew. dragging jack along. money being transfered, waiting to call ctu. carry jack into torture chamber. punch jack and put him in chair.
monitoring pulse. pulling out knives. 'feel what my brother felt. i know how he died. i know what you did to him.'
knife in shoulder. then pour acid, ow! this is so gross. jack tells them to give assad's location. fayed says assad has begun talking about compromise and negotiation. assad is a traitor. ctu is going to kill the wrong man. stab jack from the back with long stick?!?!
tells jack he will die for nothing. uh oh- wrong words. jack listening in to coordinates.
fayed calls ctu. has transponder at assads location. gives lat/long of assad. location in englewood. engle-woooood! chloe crying while watching. morris sneaks up. if stops attacks, for greater good. chloe hugs morris.
fayed about to cut off one of jacks fingers. call for fayed, not yet. kumar calls fayed to say fbi took his father. father innocent, but kumar is part of it. bauer's heart stops. guy comes to check on him. bauer kills guy w/ vampire attack to neck. gets keys and unlocks himself.
kumar boy on phone w/ fayed and jack's son asks if all is well.
fayed comes into room and finds dead guard on floor and jack missing. see jack in shadows while fayed yells at his men.
jack bauer is back.
internment camps already in place- everyone who prays toward mecca candidate for camps?!?
wayne palmer is pres, anti camps- thats good.
assad- who they are after, have no idea where he is.
new hot latina character working in ctu. of course. like his drug girlf from a few years back.
chloe annoyed that jack is back and no one told her. also akward with old flame sexually harrassing her in the office. weird.
very hairy jack comes off the chinese plane. chinese guy says jack hasnt spoken a word in two years- or shaved apparently.
update on current sitch: 11 weeks, 17 weeks- terrorist attacks. assad worth 25M plus jack bauer dead.
eeek! sacrifice jack? go at it alone. not used to talking. SPIT IT OUT. audrey. daughter. no one knows hes back. he wants it to stay that way.
jack can see behind him and tells curtis he doesnt need firearm. wants to clean up. reminicent of gi jane shaving scene as he looks into mirror.
battle wounds, skinny and scars. broken jack? oh no!
-commercial break- 6:13 PM
6:19 PM
security chick(hayes?) fingers ring while talking to bill ctu man. they miss eachother.
threat level is red after la bus bomb.
chloe talks to nadia. wants info on jack. threatens with blackmail to get info, jack is important to her. fayed contacted ctu to give info and had demands including jack. fayed's bro died while jack was interrogating. deliver jack to terrorists to be killed? chloe- why cant just rescue jack after. fayed has full access to ctu intelligence, cant save jack. chloe calling karen hayes, but hayes already knows, pres palmer authorized. jack bauer sacrifice for attacks to stop.
chloes depressed and british exboyf is stalking/worried. calls her. skinny face wants info. chloe tells morris about jack.
jack is shaved and clean in car w/ bill. pres calls. jack in lala land. pres palmer talks to jack- knows jack has already sacrificed so much for country. measure of desparation- ppl afraid to leave homes. buchanan already explained, jack knows whats expected. steel face- sacrifice not in vain. pres palmer2 isnt confident to be leader of country. irrelevant- already president, lead country if want to or not.
nat'l guard setting up detention centers across the country. hayes angry that allimcbeal boy (tom) is already setting up centers. aclu already filing complaints b/c bureau already has to much authority. 'security has its price.'
fayed watching, giving bauer over. bill is angry. handcuff jack to grate? jack- do it.
"do you understand the difference between dying for something and dying for nothing. i didnt want to die for nothing. today, i can die for something. my way, my choice. to be honest with you, it will be a relief." oh jack. dont cry bill! go! bill and curtis walk away.
-commerical. the blackjack commercials are so hot, shuffling cards and devices. cool.-
6:36 back
culver city bombing of mosque.
guy doesnt want his kid to go to school. 'nothing normal is happening here'
justjack's kid. his friends dad is getting arrested. kumar's dad. police are taking him away in car. people watching. run in after him. ahmed = kumar? white guys tell ahmed to get out of their neighborhood while banging on the door. kick door down. boy wants to help his friend. dad will go outside and talk. police are scared, arresting people. 'want him, coming thru me'. lame. guy backs off, this isnt over... ahmed should stay at their house til things blow over.
bill calls nadia. helicopters ready to attack anywhere w/in 20 minutes. waiting for location. nadia tells bill she told chloe. brit-morris hacking to get visual on jack. access to sattelite off gov't grid. afghanistan contract work. find out where bill left jack.
van coming at jack attached to grate. dudes jump out. unhook him from grate, fayed 'i've been waiting for this for a long time'. slap his face and throw jack in the van. fayed gets call from dude on phone. found camera pointing at his sector. they're calling ctu to say someones watching them no govt supposed to be watching fayed. uh-oh. redirect in 30 seconds. chloe's the one doing it. morris re-directed. deception - now fayed not definitely giving direction. nadia asks in arabic- why not? shes muslim not latina- what?
bill is so mad. chloe says fire me. bill says he needs manpower. doesnt want to look at bill. dont think you're the only one mourning jack. sacrifice jack for nothing.
comercial - 6:46pm
6:52
no news on assad. hayes mad at bill. who let chloe do renegade opp? all stressed. drama.
fayed's surveilance crew. dragging jack along. money being transfered, waiting to call ctu. carry jack into torture chamber. punch jack and put him in chair.
monitoring pulse. pulling out knives. 'feel what my brother felt. i know how he died. i know what you did to him.'
knife in shoulder. then pour acid, ow! this is so gross. jack tells them to give assad's location. fayed says assad has begun talking about compromise and negotiation. assad is a traitor. ctu is going to kill the wrong man. stab jack from the back with long stick?!?!
tells jack he will die for nothing. uh oh- wrong words. jack listening in to coordinates.
fayed calls ctu. has transponder at assads location. gives lat/long of assad. location in englewood. engle-woooood! chloe crying while watching. morris sneaks up. if stops attacks, for greater good. chloe hugs morris.
fayed about to cut off one of jacks fingers. call for fayed, not yet. kumar calls fayed to say fbi took his father. father innocent, but kumar is part of it. bauer's heart stops. guy comes to check on him. bauer kills guy w/ vampire attack to neck. gets keys and unlocks himself.
kumar boy on phone w/ fayed and jack's son asks if all is well.
fayed comes into room and finds dead guard on floor and jack missing. see jack in shadows while fayed yells at his men.
jack bauer is back.
11 January 2007
aaarrrrghhhhh!
how bad is it when three people have individually compared the situation in iraq and bush's 'send more troops' idea to my current project. and compared bush to our head boss.
yeah. not encouraging.
i'm out tomorrow. last day. sad and all cos i totally dig the kids i work with. but an iraqi quagmire? dont know.
eek.
yeah. not encouraging.
i'm out tomorrow. last day. sad and all cos i totally dig the kids i work with. but an iraqi quagmire? dont know.
eek.
09 January 2007
stencil to skin- i want.
i've wanted a tattoo for pretty much ever. i want the lone star. i wanted it on my wrist but thats not very pc. and ankles are whack. foot? professional?
dont know.
then, in mid december during one of my banksy photo searches i came across the girl with a heart balloon that is one of his wall stencils. most of his stuff is controversial and irreverent, which is why i like him so much. this one just seems so sweet. i love it. i've made it my desktop wall paper and i already told my brother that that's what i want tattooed on me.
tonight i'm watching miami ink on tlc (i love ami, as i love all bald men...) and this girl was getting tattooed on her side and i thought, hmm, that's a good spot. i like it. that's where i want to get my banksy balloon girl. then, i decided to do a google search, just to see who else out there has gotten a banksy tattoo. and wouldn't you know it, i found two of them. so i definitely wont be the first. (the girl on the bottom got hers sometime in 2005 and the guy in dec 2006) but i still like it. and now i've seen it proven on skin. hmmm...
06 January 2007
sunny saturday
last night my roomate, iska, and i watched the last 5 or 6 episodes of season 5 of queer as folk. it was so dramatic. i was so tired, but we couldn't quit. some of the eps were lame, but the last ones had us on the edge of our seats, trying not to vom up our sushi dinners.
our house has been on quite the queer as folk- watching spree lately. it reminds me of freshman year at bc when we all crowded on natalie's bed to watch season 1 during finals week. only now daniel's not here to squeal and say, 'oh my!'. haha. qaf fun, where the dancing cowboys in the intros never get old and brian kinney is the hottest man not interested in the ladies.
it was toasty warm out in boston today. sunny too. got me all happy and motivated. i woke up at 830am. i did 5 (!) loads of laundry this morning while watching cartoons and then alfie. man, jude is SO cute. i know he's balding, whatever. then i went to they gym, and then target and then washed my car(!). so productive. then i came home, showered and slept. you can't expect too much out of me.
my productivity today was mostly centered around doing stuff in watertown, as that is where my gym is. (my gym that i have been to a total of 3 times in the last 3 months) at the gym today, lots of cute boys to watch work out and smile at. then i went to target (all sweaty and gross) hoping i would not run into anyone i know. most of the people in target on a saturday afternoon are in couples, but i managed to get hit on 2x, once by a very chatty fellow in the checkout line. then i went to get gas and had a convo w/ the guy gassing up his car next to mine. cute boys at the gym, cute boys at target, cute boys at the gas station. whoa! watertown is an untapped resource and apparently a great place to meet boys. more wholesome than my skinny indie boys of harvard ave. i should go to the gym and target more often i think. :p
our house has been on quite the queer as folk- watching spree lately. it reminds me of freshman year at bc when we all crowded on natalie's bed to watch season 1 during finals week. only now daniel's not here to squeal and say, 'oh my!'. haha. qaf fun, where the dancing cowboys in the intros never get old and brian kinney is the hottest man not interested in the ladies.
it was toasty warm out in boston today. sunny too. got me all happy and motivated. i woke up at 830am. i did 5 (!) loads of laundry this morning while watching cartoons and then alfie. man, jude is SO cute. i know he's balding, whatever. then i went to they gym, and then target and then washed my car(!). so productive. then i came home, showered and slept. you can't expect too much out of me.
my productivity today was mostly centered around doing stuff in watertown, as that is where my gym is. (my gym that i have been to a total of 3 times in the last 3 months) at the gym today, lots of cute boys to watch work out and smile at. then i went to target (all sweaty and gross) hoping i would not run into anyone i know. most of the people in target on a saturday afternoon are in couples, but i managed to get hit on 2x, once by a very chatty fellow in the checkout line. then i went to get gas and had a convo w/ the guy gassing up his car next to mine. cute boys at the gym, cute boys at target, cute boys at the gas station. whoa! watertown is an untapped resource and apparently a great place to meet boys. more wholesome than my skinny indie boys of harvard ave. i should go to the gym and target more often i think. :p
05 January 2007
friday! and warm out!
its weird how ppl are so excited about this whole global warming scene we've got going on. its 60 degrees out in boston at the start of january. weird. al gore and his powerpoint presentation are totally on everyone's mind. eek.
i'm excited. and freaked out. at the same time.
its friday afternoon and i still am not sure what my 2 week away future holds. signs are pointing towards san francisco. and talking about it so much with various people definitely pretty much has me convinced that this would be a great opportunity. i'm basically, totally sold on the prospect of trying out the west coast for a bit. now i'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop and for someone to tell me, JK- YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE... in which case i'll be sad again and basically back to square one. i really hope that doesnt happen.
argh.
i am currently obsessed w/ lily allen. i got over her for a while, but now i'm so back on. listen to lily at home and a british accented audio book in the car to and from work. i'm really on brit overload.
anyways. perhaps i'll feel more like writing about something more interesting that my quarterlife-semi-weekly-crises this weekend. perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
i'm excited. and freaked out. at the same time.
its friday afternoon and i still am not sure what my 2 week away future holds. signs are pointing towards san francisco. and talking about it so much with various people definitely pretty much has me convinced that this would be a great opportunity. i'm basically, totally sold on the prospect of trying out the west coast for a bit. now i'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop and for someone to tell me, JK- YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE... in which case i'll be sad again and basically back to square one. i really hope that doesnt happen.
argh.
i am currently obsessed w/ lily allen. i got over her for a while, but now i'm so back on. listen to lily at home and a british accented audio book in the car to and from work. i'm really on brit overload.
anyways. perhaps i'll feel more like writing about something more interesting that my quarterlife-semi-weekly-crises this weekend. perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.
03 January 2007
the end is nigh...
today i found out for (almost) certain that my role on the project that i have been working on for almost a year and a half will be over. 17 months almost to the day. originally it was supposed to be right under 12 months.
those 5 extra months have been killer and are one of the huge reasons i am so excited/ready to leave. these last 4-5 months have been stressful and boring at the same time. working weird hours and doing route tasks for so long have an overwhelmingly draining effect. even though i've worked almost no overtime in this last phase, i still am 10x more drained now than i was when we were routinely working 12 hour days 8 months ago. funny how that works.
anyways, now i'm looking for something new which could or could not drastically change my living situation, my travel abilities, my overall happiness... right now its all opportunity for greatness and abyssmal failure... hopefully i can have something figured out by the end of this week. and definitely by the end of next...
i dont like having open holes in my life plan. i need to know what's next so i dont freak out or stress more than neccessary. so yeah... next few days will require some action. dang it. i much prefer days of inaction and laziness... ha. right. ok.
those 5 extra months have been killer and are one of the huge reasons i am so excited/ready to leave. these last 4-5 months have been stressful and boring at the same time. working weird hours and doing route tasks for so long have an overwhelmingly draining effect. even though i've worked almost no overtime in this last phase, i still am 10x more drained now than i was when we were routinely working 12 hour days 8 months ago. funny how that works.
anyways, now i'm looking for something new which could or could not drastically change my living situation, my travel abilities, my overall happiness... right now its all opportunity for greatness and abyssmal failure... hopefully i can have something figured out by the end of this week. and definitely by the end of next...
i dont like having open holes in my life plan. i need to know what's next so i dont freak out or stress more than neccessary. so yeah... next few days will require some action. dang it. i much prefer days of inaction and laziness... ha. right. ok.
01 January 2007
happy new year
and so it begins.
we (iska, rach and i) rang in the new year at a house party in somerville. we drank and danced and ate cookies.
it wasn't very dramatic or fancy. i didn't know most of the people in attendance. but it was fun and we made it home safely and that's what is important.
i may have moved a total of 40 feet today but no big. starting tomorrow- action!
resolutions:
1. spend more time with family
2. get involved
3. volunteer
4. move to texas
5. get ready for grad school
6. shop less
7. stay in better contact w/ my friends
8. read more books, papers and magazines
9. see more films
10. waste less time on the internet
31 December 2006
eve of the new year
here it is, not just any sunday afternoon, but the last sunday afternoon of the year. it's new years eve. i feel like i should be making a list of some sort. my top 5 or top 10. albums, movies, moments, concerts, shoes? resolutions...?
everyone who knows me knows i like to attempt to be a non-conformist. and how i'm a complete procastinator. maybe i'll come up with something by the end of next week.
its time for me to start getting ready for whatever fun will turn up tonight.
everyone who knows me knows i like to attempt to be a non-conformist. and how i'm a complete procastinator. maybe i'll come up with something by the end of next week.
its time for me to start getting ready for whatever fun will turn up tonight.
30 December 2006
bowl-a-rama
i didn't actually watch the bc-navy bowl game this afternoon. i was running errands all around coolidge corner and got updates from my dad via the cellie. first we were losing. then close but still losing. then i get a call- clenched it w/ 3 seconds left in the game. aponavicious pulls through again. what a killer season for the soccer player. yay bc, way to pull through against a team that's not even that good.
it's halftime in the UT/iowa alamo bowl. which i'm watching in my room happily. colt mccoy is SUCH a small baby quarterback. sweed is so money, walking off the field w/ his horns held hight. watching bowl games is more fun than regular season. that whole 'last chance' thing.
anyways. it's mofo cold here in boston. first snow (i've seen this season) today which was so nice and pretty and light. i didnt even mind having to drive around in it. pretty. and now its all melted and i just really hope it doesnt turn into black ice for my 5am drive out tomorrow morning cos that would suck.
now, time for some abuelita hot chocolate and a couple of advils.
it's halftime in the UT/iowa alamo bowl. which i'm watching in my room happily. colt mccoy is SUCH a small baby quarterback. sweed is so money, walking off the field w/ his horns held hight. watching bowl games is more fun than regular season. that whole 'last chance' thing.
anyways. it's mofo cold here in boston. first snow (i've seen this season) today which was so nice and pretty and light. i didnt even mind having to drive around in it. pretty. and now its all melted and i just really hope it doesnt turn into black ice for my 5am drive out tomorrow morning cos that would suck.
now, time for some abuelita hot chocolate and a couple of advils.
29 December 2006
back in the bean
i flew home last week. and by home i mean, i went to
home was good. hanging with my momma and baby and daddy 99% of the time. saw grams and gramps and aunts and uncles and cousins galore. it was good to see people i hadn't seen in ages. i love my family cos they're so familiar and we all resemble each other physically and but also we're all so very different. family is awesome like that.
thursday i got my wisdom teeth pulled out. i was loopy and on drugs the rest of the day and the next. then saturday and sunday i was in pain. i cried a lot and my mom rubbed my back and my brother brought me salt water and daddy gave me jello.
feliz navidad
christmas eve was good. after a childrens mass w/o fr. francis, we visited jourdanton and saw all my mom's clan. there were so many yummies. turkey and 2 kinds of ham and pies and sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes and stuffing and gravy and everything. i could only eat the mushy stuff and even then my mouth hurt like whoa and i was drugged up.
christmas morning we visited grandpa and in the evening mommy daddy davey and i went to mass in 
after mass, on our drive home, we noticed that sonic was open so we went and got grub. i got a chili dog. and cherry limeade. man i love those things too.
the rest of my time home was spent hanging out, sleeping, crying in pain, and then hanging out some more. it was not as great as most only because i couldn't eat all the delicious things i love but there was so much lovely family time and hugs and kisses that it was all fabulous anyways.
and then
i flew back to 
anyways…
I have to go to work at 6 am again tomorrow. and then again on sunday. on new years eve i have to work. grrreat. at least i get monday off. thank goodness.
19 December 2006
back to the future
i think i'm going to switch back to writing aqui. for now. we shall see...
christmas in less than a week.
texas by noon tomorrow.
new years in two weeks. dont know where i'll be yet. which is annoying/interesting... what's depressing is the fact that its almost 2007. so disgusting how time flies. disgustingly depressing.
christmas in less than a week.
texas by noon tomorrow.
new years in two weeks. dont know where i'll be yet. which is annoying/interesting... what's depressing is the fact that its almost 2007. so disgusting how time flies. disgustingly depressing.
08 October 2005
another weekend, more fun.
good times are always to be had. i'm trying to have as many as possible every chance i get.
29 September 2005
a chat with mich while watching tonight's oc. so awesome.
[20:11] Mich: Um, this chick on the OC is totally ripping off Whatserface from Gilmore Girls
[20:11] Mich: PAris
[20:11] FloraJasmine: i know
[20:11] FloraJasmine: thats exactly what i was thinking
[20:12] FloraJasmine: she seems even more psychobitch tho
[20:12] FloraJasmine: i love this kid
[20:12] FloraJasmine: he looks like my middle school boyfriend
[20:12] Mich: lol
[20:12] FloraJasmine: bad eyebrows
[20:12] Mich: Even thier sucky school is nicer than most schools
[20:12] FloraJasmine: haha
[20:12] FloraJasmine: it looks like mine
[20:12] FloraJasmine: the new seth
[20:12] FloraJasmine: this is so lame
[20:13] FloraJasmine: he's from some other show
[20:13] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:13] Mich: LOL
[20:13] FloraJasmine: this is sooooo lameeeee
[20:13] Mich: I know
[20:13] FloraJasmine: i want her purse tho
[20:13] FloraJasmine: soo very much
[20:13] Mich: eww
[20:13] FloraJasmine: i like how he's her dad
[20:13] Mich: Flora its ugly
[20:13] Mich: hehe
[20:13] Mich: He looks so old
[20:13] FloraJasmine: picking her up in the range
[20:14] FloraJasmine: her purse is not ugly
[20:14] FloraJasmine: its cute
[20:14] FloraJasmine: uh oh
[20:14] Mich: Fo, its hideous
[20:14] FloraJasmine: i hope he follows her
[20:14] FloraJasmine: i so want to see elizabethtown
[20:14] Mich: oh noes, shes making friends in the whitepeople ghetto
[20:14] FloraJasmine: even tho i think neither one is cute
[20:14] Mich: which is that?
[20:14] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:14] FloraJasmine: the legolas/ kirsten dunst movie
[20:14] Mich: oh oh
[20:15] Mich: oh womanlooking Orlando
[20:15] Mich: I still love him
[20:15] Mich: in his girliness
[20:15] FloraJasmine: i dont think hes cute
[20:15] FloraJasmine: i dont understand it
[20:15] FloraJasmine: did i tell u about the donnie darko boy at my office
[20:15] Mich: no?!
[20:15] FloraJasmine: just the other day i was like, aww you're looking so cute
[20:15] FloraJasmine: thennn he's like
[20:15] FloraJasmine: yeah, i'm driving down to syracuse this weekend
[20:15] FloraJasmine: to see my girlf
[20:15] FloraJasmine: DAMMIT
[20:16] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:16] FloraJasmine: all decent boys have girls
[20:16] Mich: I know
[20:16] FloraJasmine: all boys that have crushes on me- not my type
[20:16] Mich: awww
[20:16] Mich: did I tell you I dont know if I like my boy anymore?
[20:16] Mich: :LOL
[20:16] Mich: The commercial
[20:16] Mich: did you see that
[20:16] FloraJasmine: which one
[20:16] FloraJasmine: no
[20:17] Mich: The hammertime one
[20:17] FloraJasmine: nope
[20:17] Mich: Life comes at you fast: Nationwide
[20:17] Mich: it had MC hammer making the mone
[20:17] Mich: y
[20:17] FloraJasmine: oh, i think i've seen it
[20:17] Mich: so funny
[20:18] Mich: So what is "going out"
[20:18] Mich: define thsi for me
[20:18] FloraJasmine: something you do in high school
[20:18] FloraJasmine: "dating"
[20:19] FloraJasmine: going out w/ one kid for a while
[20:19] Mich: oh florita, my relationship dictionary
[20:19] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:19] FloraJasmine: i know so much
[20:19] FloraJasmine: for making out so little
[20:19] FloraJasmine: that is the most gigantic louis ever
[20:20] Mich: I know
[20:20] FloraJasmine: i'm going to get one
[20:20] Mich: She's moving on without you ryan!
[20:20] Mich: NO
[20:20] FloraJasmine: a little one
[20:20] Mich: Flora
[20:20] Mich: you and your fugly bags
[20:20] FloraJasmine: yes
[20:20] FloraJasmine: loves it
[20:20] Mich: LESBIAN
[20:20] FloraJasmine: i know
[20:20] FloraJasmine: this is so gross-o
[20:20] FloraJasmine: star trek lesbian
[20:20] Mich: nononoooo
[20:20] Mich: :O
[20:20] Mich: 7 of 9?
[20:20] FloraJasmine: lame lame lame
[20:21] Mich: thats her?
[20:21] Mich: wow
[20:21] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:21] Mich: woooo
[20:21] Mich: what is going on?
[20:21] FloraJasmine: ooh, who's that
[20:21] FloraJasmine: scandalous
[20:21] FloraJasmine: bitch patrol
[20:21] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:21] FloraJasmine: sweater
[20:21] Mich: Paris!
[20:21] FloraJasmine: gay
[20:21] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:21] Mich: is it me, or does se look like she's got som ahana in her?
[20:22] Mich: like a 1/4 or somethign?
[20:22] FloraJasmine: perhaps
[20:22] FloraJasmine: some brownness
[20:22] FloraJasmine: this is so lame
[20:22] Mich: The OC is going downhill I feel
[20:22] FloraJasmine: so far downhill so very fast
[20:23] Mich: Im a man. I make teh money!
[20:23] Mich: Git in da kitchen Kirstin
[20:23] FloraJasmine: she makes good quiche
[20:23] FloraJasmine: quiche grosses me out
[20:23] FloraJasmine: this is so dame
[20:24] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:24] FloraJasmine: shes being a lame dame
[20:24] FloraJasmine: hahahahahaha
[20:25] Mich: poor summer was never very smart
[20:25] Mich: liar
[20:25] Mich: LIAR
[20:25] Mich: you POOR bitch
[20:26] Mich: wow
[20:26] FloraJasmine: ilovehim
[20:27] Mich: She's going to make out with him and then the other girls going ot put a hit out on her
[20:27] FloraJasmine: haha, she's such a lame little rich girl
[20:27] FloraJasmine: hot
[20:27] Mich: You dont laugh about that shit
[20:27] Mich: she should go crazy on her ass
[20:27] Mich: I though that gave her street cred
[20:27] Mich: I though that was GOOd
[20:28] FloraJasmine: haha
[20:28] FloraJasmine: shooting people is hot
[20:28] Mich: Yeah bitch, I shot the fool. You wanna be next? ::chestpuff::
[20:28] Mich: :O
[20:28] FloraJasmine: oooh
[20:28] Mich: ohhhh
[20:28] FloraJasmine: it's so on
[20:29] FloraJasmine: ryan knows how to deal on the streets
[20:35] FloraJasmine: oh my, lesbian $$ laundering
[20:36] Mich: BITCH
[20:36] FloraJasmine: oh man
[20:36] FloraJasmine: she's evil
[20:36] Mich: stop stop
[20:36] Mich: dont listen!
[20:39] Mich: THis show is pissing me off
[20:39] Mich: shes gonna go drink
[20:39] Mich: OMG
[20:39] FloraJasmine: i know
[20:39] FloraJasmine: ooh
[20:39] FloraJasmine: see ryan
[20:39] FloraJasmine: see ryan get mad
[20:39] Mich: Uh OHHH
[20:39] FloraJasmine: he's so her dad
[20:43] FloraJasmine: this elija wood hooligans movie
[20:43] FloraJasmine: i love that charlie fellow
[20:43] FloraJasmine: he's so brithot
[20:45] FloraJasmine: i've never been to a school dance in a gym
[20:45] FloraJasmine: except for the dance marathon at bc
[20:45] Mich: you missed out
[20:45] Mich: did you see that?
[20:46] Mich: 2 whole black people
[20:46] Mich: go ahana
[20:47] Mich: ooooo
[20:47] Mich: I want to beat the bitch DOWN
[20:47] Mich: OHHH
[20:47] Mich: ooooh
[20:48] FloraJasmine: omigod
[20:48] FloraJasmine: lamelamelame
[20:48] Mich: not a lezbo
[20:48] FloraJasmine: i need to start getting ready
[20:48] Mich: going out?
[20:48] FloraJasmine: yeah
[20:48] Mich: you suck
[20:48] FloraJasmine: drinky drink time
[20:48] Mich: where to?
[20:48] FloraJasmine: who knows
[20:48] Mich: with who?
[20:48] FloraJasmine: the boys want to do bowling at jillians
[20:49] FloraJasmine: jen and diane just wanna bar/dance
[20:49] Mich: I need cooler firends
[20:49] Mich: aww
[20:49] Mich: old people
[20:49] FloraJasmine: i love sandy
[20:51] FloraJasmine: I LOVE SETH
[20:52] Mich: I want her to catch bitch and the dean making out
[20:52] FloraJasmine: ooh. i hope she takes scandalous cam phone pics of paris and the dean
[20:52] Mich: this show is too predictbable
[20:52] Mich: if we both came up wiht that
[20:52] FloraJasmine: here we gooooo
[20:52] FloraJasmine: phone in hand
[20:52] Mich: text with free pix and messages
[20:52] FloraJasmine: damn
[20:52] FloraJasmine: no pics this time
[20:53] FloraJasmine: she'll be next door to startrek
[20:53] FloraJasmine: hear the evil plan
[20:53] FloraJasmine: yeah?
[20:53] Mich: not over her obnoxiously loud crying she wont
[20:54] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:54] FloraJasmine: oooh no, i only have this little bag of luxury goods left
[20:54] FloraJasmine: summer looks cute today
[20:54] FloraJasmine: not as cute as seth, obvi
[20:54] Mich: sell that junx on ebay
[20:54] FloraJasmine: right
[20:55] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:55] FloraJasmine: lamer
[20:55] FloraJasmine: lamest
[20:55] Mich: your going to miss scrubs?
[20:56] Mich: !! have you seen that kitchen confidental show?
[20:56] FloraJasmine: it's been lame lately
[20:56] FloraJasmine: come have sex w/ me eyes
[20:56] FloraJasmine: oh baby
[20:56] FloraJasmine: was this song in napoleon dynamite?
[20:56] Mich: dont think so...
[20:57] FloraJasmine: oh
[20:57] FloraJasmine: it is from ND
[20:57] FloraJasmine: at their school dance
[20:57] FloraJasmine: i googled it
[20:57] FloraJasmine: i'm so smart
[20:57] FloraJasmine: forever young
[20:58] FloraJasmine: hot hit of '93
[20:58] FloraJasmine: when he says, i like your sleeves
[20:58] FloraJasmine: they're really puffy
[20:58] Mich: he said that?
[20:58] Mich: need to rent tha movie again
[20:58] Mich: need more llama. And ham
[20:58] FloraJasmine: tina
[20:59] FloraJasmine: come get some ham
[20:59] Mich: Step up napolean
[20:59] FloraJasmine: slap!
[20:59] Mich: ::runrunrun!!::
[20:59] FloraJasmine: aight yo
[20:59] FloraJasmine: gotta bizzounce
[21:00] FloraJasmine: ps, i am so posting this convo to my blog
[21:00] FloraJasmine: it was hilarious
[21:00] FloraJasmine: bye ace
[21:00] Mich: have fun for me
[21:00] Mich: stopid whore
[21:00] Mich: :P
[20:11] Mich: PAris
[20:11] FloraJasmine: i know
[20:11] FloraJasmine: thats exactly what i was thinking
[20:12] FloraJasmine: she seems even more psychobitch tho
[20:12] FloraJasmine: i love this kid
[20:12] FloraJasmine: he looks like my middle school boyfriend
[20:12] Mich: lol
[20:12] FloraJasmine: bad eyebrows
[20:12] Mich: Even thier sucky school is nicer than most schools
[20:12] FloraJasmine: haha
[20:12] FloraJasmine: it looks like mine
[20:12] FloraJasmine: the new seth
[20:12] FloraJasmine: this is so lame
[20:13] FloraJasmine: he's from some other show
[20:13] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:13] Mich: LOL
[20:13] FloraJasmine: this is sooooo lameeeee
[20:13] Mich: I know
[20:13] FloraJasmine: i want her purse tho
[20:13] FloraJasmine: soo very much
[20:13] Mich: eww
[20:13] FloraJasmine: i like how he's her dad
[20:13] Mich: Flora its ugly
[20:13] Mich: hehe
[20:13] Mich: He looks so old
[20:13] FloraJasmine: picking her up in the range
[20:14] FloraJasmine: her purse is not ugly
[20:14] FloraJasmine: its cute
[20:14] FloraJasmine: uh oh
[20:14] Mich: Fo, its hideous
[20:14] FloraJasmine: i hope he follows her
[20:14] FloraJasmine: i so want to see elizabethtown
[20:14] Mich: oh noes, shes making friends in the whitepeople ghetto
[20:14] FloraJasmine: even tho i think neither one is cute
[20:14] Mich: which is that?
[20:14] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:14] FloraJasmine: the legolas/ kirsten dunst movie
[20:14] Mich: oh oh
[20:15] Mich: oh womanlooking Orlando
[20:15] Mich: I still love him
[20:15] Mich: in his girliness
[20:15] FloraJasmine: i dont think hes cute
[20:15] FloraJasmine: i dont understand it
[20:15] FloraJasmine: did i tell u about the donnie darko boy at my office
[20:15] Mich: no?!
[20:15] FloraJasmine: just the other day i was like, aww you're looking so cute
[20:15] FloraJasmine: thennn he's like
[20:15] FloraJasmine: yeah, i'm driving down to syracuse this weekend
[20:15] FloraJasmine: to see my girlf
[20:15] FloraJasmine: DAMMIT
[20:16] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:16] FloraJasmine: all decent boys have girls
[20:16] Mich: I know
[20:16] FloraJasmine: all boys that have crushes on me- not my type
[20:16] Mich: awww
[20:16] Mich: did I tell you I dont know if I like my boy anymore?
[20:16] Mich: :LOL
[20:16] Mich: The commercial
[20:16] Mich: did you see that
[20:16] FloraJasmine: which one
[20:16] FloraJasmine: no
[20:17] Mich: The hammertime one
[20:17] FloraJasmine: nope
[20:17] Mich: Life comes at you fast: Nationwide
[20:17] Mich: it had MC hammer making the mone
[20:17] Mich: y
[20:17] FloraJasmine: oh, i think i've seen it
[20:17] Mich: so funny
[20:18] Mich: So what is "going out"
[20:18] Mich: define thsi for me
[20:18] FloraJasmine: something you do in high school
[20:18] FloraJasmine: "dating"
[20:19] FloraJasmine: going out w/ one kid for a while
[20:19] Mich: oh florita, my relationship dictionary
[20:19] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:19] FloraJasmine: i know so much
[20:19] FloraJasmine: for making out so little
[20:19] FloraJasmine: that is the most gigantic louis ever
[20:20] Mich: I know
[20:20] FloraJasmine: i'm going to get one
[20:20] Mich: She's moving on without you ryan!
[20:20] Mich: NO
[20:20] FloraJasmine: a little one
[20:20] Mich: Flora
[20:20] Mich: you and your fugly bags
[20:20] FloraJasmine: yes
[20:20] FloraJasmine: loves it
[20:20] Mich: LESBIAN
[20:20] FloraJasmine: i know
[20:20] FloraJasmine: this is so gross-o
[20:20] FloraJasmine: star trek lesbian
[20:20] Mich: nononoooo
[20:20] Mich: :O
[20:20] Mich: 7 of 9?
[20:20] FloraJasmine: lame lame lame
[20:21] Mich: thats her?
[20:21] Mich: wow
[20:21] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:21] Mich: woooo
[20:21] Mich: what is going on?
[20:21] FloraJasmine: ooh, who's that
[20:21] FloraJasmine: scandalous
[20:21] FloraJasmine: bitch patrol
[20:21] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:21] FloraJasmine: sweater
[20:21] Mich: Paris!
[20:21] FloraJasmine: gay
[20:21] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:21] Mich: is it me, or does se look like she's got som ahana in her?
[20:22] Mich: like a 1/4 or somethign?
[20:22] FloraJasmine: perhaps
[20:22] FloraJasmine: some brownness
[20:22] FloraJasmine: this is so lame
[20:22] Mich: The OC is going downhill I feel
[20:22] FloraJasmine: so far downhill so very fast
[20:23] Mich: Im a man. I make teh money!
[20:23] Mich: Git in da kitchen Kirstin
[20:23] FloraJasmine: she makes good quiche
[20:23] FloraJasmine: quiche grosses me out
[20:23] FloraJasmine: this is so dame
[20:24] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:24] FloraJasmine: shes being a lame dame
[20:24] FloraJasmine: hahahahahaha
[20:25] Mich: poor summer was never very smart
[20:25] Mich: liar
[20:25] Mich: LIAR
[20:25] Mich: you POOR bitch
[20:26] Mich: wow
[20:26] FloraJasmine: ilovehim
[20:27] Mich: She's going to make out with him and then the other girls going ot put a hit out on her
[20:27] FloraJasmine: haha, she's such a lame little rich girl
[20:27] FloraJasmine: hot
[20:27] Mich: You dont laugh about that shit
[20:27] Mich: she should go crazy on her ass
[20:27] Mich: I though that gave her street cred
[20:27] Mich: I though that was GOOd
[20:28] FloraJasmine: haha
[20:28] FloraJasmine: shooting people is hot
[20:28] Mich: Yeah bitch, I shot the fool. You wanna be next? ::chestpuff::
[20:28] Mich: :O
[20:28] FloraJasmine: oooh
[20:28] Mich: ohhhh
[20:28] FloraJasmine: it's so on
[20:29] FloraJasmine: ryan knows how to deal on the streets
[20:35] FloraJasmine: oh my, lesbian $$ laundering
[20:36] Mich: BITCH
[20:36] FloraJasmine: oh man
[20:36] FloraJasmine: she's evil
[20:36] Mich: stop stop
[20:36] Mich: dont listen!
[20:39] Mich: THis show is pissing me off
[20:39] Mich: shes gonna go drink
[20:39] Mich: OMG
[20:39] FloraJasmine: i know
[20:39] FloraJasmine: ooh
[20:39] FloraJasmine: see ryan
[20:39] FloraJasmine: see ryan get mad
[20:39] Mich: Uh OHHH
[20:39] FloraJasmine: he's so her dad
[20:43] FloraJasmine: this elija wood hooligans movie
[20:43] FloraJasmine: i love that charlie fellow
[20:43] FloraJasmine: he's so brithot
[20:45] FloraJasmine: i've never been to a school dance in a gym
[20:45] FloraJasmine: except for the dance marathon at bc
[20:45] Mich: you missed out
[20:45] Mich: did you see that?
[20:46] Mich: 2 whole black people
[20:46] Mich: go ahana
[20:47] Mich: ooooo
[20:47] Mich: I want to beat the bitch DOWN
[20:47] Mich: OHHH
[20:47] Mich: ooooh
[20:48] FloraJasmine: omigod
[20:48] FloraJasmine: lamelamelame
[20:48] Mich: not a lezbo
[20:48] FloraJasmine: i need to start getting ready
[20:48] Mich: going out?
[20:48] FloraJasmine: yeah
[20:48] Mich: you suck
[20:48] FloraJasmine: drinky drink time
[20:48] Mich: where to?
[20:48] FloraJasmine: who knows
[20:48] Mich: with who?
[20:48] FloraJasmine: the boys want to do bowling at jillians
[20:49] FloraJasmine: jen and diane just wanna bar/dance
[20:49] Mich: I need cooler firends
[20:49] Mich: aww
[20:49] Mich: old people
[20:49] FloraJasmine: i love sandy
[20:51] FloraJasmine: I LOVE SETH
[20:52] Mich: I want her to catch bitch and the dean making out
[20:52] FloraJasmine: ooh. i hope she takes scandalous cam phone pics of paris and the dean
[20:52] Mich: this show is too predictbable
[20:52] Mich: if we both came up wiht that
[20:52] FloraJasmine: here we gooooo
[20:52] FloraJasmine: phone in hand
[20:52] Mich: text with free pix and messages
[20:52] FloraJasmine: damn
[20:52] FloraJasmine: no pics this time
[20:53] FloraJasmine: she'll be next door to startrek
[20:53] FloraJasmine: hear the evil plan
[20:53] FloraJasmine: yeah?
[20:53] Mich: not over her obnoxiously loud crying she wont
[20:54] FloraJasmine: hahaha
[20:54] FloraJasmine: oooh no, i only have this little bag of luxury goods left
[20:54] FloraJasmine: summer looks cute today
[20:54] FloraJasmine: not as cute as seth, obvi
[20:54] Mich: sell that junx on ebay
[20:54] FloraJasmine: right
[20:55] FloraJasmine: lame
[20:55] FloraJasmine: lamer
[20:55] FloraJasmine: lamest
[20:55] Mich: your going to miss scrubs?
[20:56] Mich: !! have you seen that kitchen confidental show?
[20:56] FloraJasmine: it's been lame lately
[20:56] FloraJasmine: come have sex w/ me eyes
[20:56] FloraJasmine: oh baby
[20:56] FloraJasmine: was this song in napoleon dynamite?
[20:56] Mich: dont think so...
[20:57] FloraJasmine: oh
[20:57] FloraJasmine: it is from ND
[20:57] FloraJasmine: at their school dance
[20:57] FloraJasmine: i googled it
[20:57] FloraJasmine: i'm so smart
[20:57] FloraJasmine: forever young
[20:58] FloraJasmine: hot hit of '93
[20:58] FloraJasmine: when he says, i like your sleeves
[20:58] FloraJasmine: they're really puffy
[20:58] Mich: he said that?
[20:58] Mich: need to rent tha movie again
[20:58] Mich: need more llama. And ham
[20:58] FloraJasmine: tina
[20:59] FloraJasmine: come get some ham
[20:59] Mich: Step up napolean
[20:59] FloraJasmine: slap!
[20:59] Mich: ::runrunrun!!::
[20:59] FloraJasmine: aight yo
[20:59] FloraJasmine: gotta bizzounce
[21:00] FloraJasmine: ps, i am so posting this convo to my blog
[21:00] FloraJasmine: it was hilarious
[21:00] FloraJasmine: bye ace
[21:00] Mich: have fun for me
[21:00] Mich: stopid whore
[21:00] Mich: :P
24 September 2005
it's saturday night and i'm in bed thinking.
i'm trying not to think deep thoughts. cos deep thoughts, late at night, all alone either freak me out, scare me, or make me depressed. so instead, i try and focus on other things. not so deep things.
like why i'm home alone, listening to norah jones and typing on my blog. hmm. i really need a boy in my life. a local boy. to spend time with. i have roomates and friends to hang out with, go to bars with, shop with, go dancing with and talk forever with. but i dont have a boy. to do boy/girl stuff with. it's a sliver of my life that is missing and i need to fix that. only i haven't figured out how yet. a solution that is a miles away is not a real solution.
also. winter is coming. yes yes, i know, fall just started. but dangit, it's cold. i have to sleep with socks on already! maybe if i closed the windows in my room i wouldnt be so cold, but i do like the fresh air. just not the chill of it. it's beautiful outside, with the sun shining. but as soon as darkness comes, the cold sets in and i remember why i hate boston. winter. winter is coming. dammit.
at least i'll get to wear all my fun boots. thats my favorite part of winter in boston. that and the drunken escapades in the snow. but somehow i feel that me not being in college will severely limit my drunken escapades in the snow henceforth. maybe not. considering how much time i still spend at the damn campus these days.
still so weird. the fact that i'm a college graduate. the fact that i'm not living in texas. the fact that i live 2 miles from that place i thought i hated so much. i mean, i still do hate some parts. other parts i love. lots of kids i like and love, i met them there. so thats good. and buffalo chicken wraps from late night- i love them. i haven't had one this semester yet. what's going on?
i cant believe i'm not living in texas. i wish i was. i am happy here. i like my job well enough, i like my living sitch, i hate the massive amounts of driving, but considering i'm a just some new kid on the block- i think things are all ok. only the nagging feeling, like a tug on my shirt-tail, pulling me back towards home. my real home. south texas that i know and love and miss. i haven't scheduled a flight home yet. i know i'll go down for thanksgiving. and then after that? christmas. but for how long. a couple of days at the most? not the usual month long break i've enjoyed the past 6 winters. so weird. i can't handle not seeing my family for months and months. i know for other people its normal and nbd. but for me its serious. i talk to my immediate fam every single day. and to my grandparents at least once a week. i need to see them, hug them, kiss them more often then once every 3 or 4 months. or 5 or 6.
my favorite soon to be non-juvenile delinquent is supposed to come up in october for a weezer concert. but if he doesnt come, i'll definitely fly south, if only for a couple of days. i need it. i need to see the 'rents and my superhero and my puppies. and everyone else i love down in san antone. and my heb and taco c's and lbj park and the hill country and st.pius church and everything. i miss it all. i miss the smell i miss the dirt i miss the smiles and the y'alls.
basically. i'm in bed, listening to norah jones on saturday night. being homesick and boysick. sick.
maybe i should move on to thinking deep thoughts. real depression instead of this self centered stuff. make the night even better.
like why i'm home alone, listening to norah jones and typing on my blog. hmm. i really need a boy in my life. a local boy. to spend time with. i have roomates and friends to hang out with, go to bars with, shop with, go dancing with and talk forever with. but i dont have a boy. to do boy/girl stuff with. it's a sliver of my life that is missing and i need to fix that. only i haven't figured out how yet. a solution that is a miles away is not a real solution.
also. winter is coming. yes yes, i know, fall just started. but dangit, it's cold. i have to sleep with socks on already! maybe if i closed the windows in my room i wouldnt be so cold, but i do like the fresh air. just not the chill of it. it's beautiful outside, with the sun shining. but as soon as darkness comes, the cold sets in and i remember why i hate boston. winter. winter is coming. dammit.
at least i'll get to wear all my fun boots. thats my favorite part of winter in boston. that and the drunken escapades in the snow. but somehow i feel that me not being in college will severely limit my drunken escapades in the snow henceforth. maybe not. considering how much time i still spend at the damn campus these days.
still so weird. the fact that i'm a college graduate. the fact that i'm not living in texas. the fact that i live 2 miles from that place i thought i hated so much. i mean, i still do hate some parts. other parts i love. lots of kids i like and love, i met them there. so thats good. and buffalo chicken wraps from late night- i love them. i haven't had one this semester yet. what's going on?
i cant believe i'm not living in texas. i wish i was. i am happy here. i like my job well enough, i like my living sitch, i hate the massive amounts of driving, but considering i'm a just some new kid on the block- i think things are all ok. only the nagging feeling, like a tug on my shirt-tail, pulling me back towards home. my real home. south texas that i know and love and miss. i haven't scheduled a flight home yet. i know i'll go down for thanksgiving. and then after that? christmas. but for how long. a couple of days at the most? not the usual month long break i've enjoyed the past 6 winters. so weird. i can't handle not seeing my family for months and months. i know for other people its normal and nbd. but for me its serious. i talk to my immediate fam every single day. and to my grandparents at least once a week. i need to see them, hug them, kiss them more often then once every 3 or 4 months. or 5 or 6.
my favorite soon to be non-juvenile delinquent is supposed to come up in october for a weezer concert. but if he doesnt come, i'll definitely fly south, if only for a couple of days. i need it. i need to see the 'rents and my superhero and my puppies. and everyone else i love down in san antone. and my heb and taco c's and lbj park and the hill country and st.pius church and everything. i miss it all. i miss the smell i miss the dirt i miss the smiles and the y'alls.
basically. i'm in bed, listening to norah jones on saturday night. being homesick and boysick. sick.
maybe i should move on to thinking deep thoughts. real depression instead of this self centered stuff. make the night even better.
13 September 2005
another month... more stories.
i'm adapting to life as a working adult in boston, mass. it's been weird. but already, mostly comfortable. i'm used to my 3 roomates who crack me up with their tales of drunken accidents and the horrors of being a 13 year old boy. i have all my stuff thrown around my spacious room in my little yellow frat house. i have trainspotting in my vcr and napoleon d sitting in my dvd player. my dearest bc seniors, jen and diane, are only a few miles down the road.
with a solid crew of bc grads and other cool analysts at the office, i'm rarely bored or lacking in a snack buddy. my boss is so laid back and cool. and today he confessed he worked one night as a green day roadie back in college. my hard ass boss who most other people are scared of happens to like me and always give awesome feedback.
i have season fball tix to bc. so thats 6 fun saturdays i have in order. the first game was this past weekend. i went w/ kel and beav. we weren't drunk but we were into it. we stayed til the end and cheered even as bc had completely stomped army for 47 points. good times.
there is also this boy. that i've been talking to. i totally think he's the coolest kid and like talking to him. but i'm not sure whats next. i dont know if its because i want something more, in general. or he is sending signals that he wants something more. i cant figure out where we are. are we just friends? do i want to be just friends? does he? i dont know. and he's far away and that's part of the problem. i think i just need to be in the same room as this guy for a bit and then i can figure out what is going on. if only we could get into the same room. sometime soon. i know we'd have fun either way. cos hes a cool kid. and obviously, 2 cool kids have lots of fun when they're together. i'm attracted to his personality and to his wit. physically, eh, he's not what i'm usually into. so just personality but not physical. that means just friends right? i dont know.
it's weird because with other people there is like an instant physical. and i definitely have a type. skinny. tattooed and pierced and plugged. a little bit arty, a little bit snobby. someone more focused on their passion rather than their bank account. someone who would pick a thrift store tee and beat up sneaks over a polo and flips. that's the kind of guy i see and am like, omigod, i want you.
like my newest crush- a cute boy with half inch plugs in each ear, a platinum and black fauxhawk, the bluest eyes, and secret tattoos he only told me about but didnt show me- who works at the h&m downtown. we chatted as he rang me up on sunday afternoon while diane made googly eyes at me from just a few feet away. he's a kid that i can say, oh yeah, i'd totally hook up with him- who care's if he actually does go to berklee or has bigger dreams post-h&m. it's a completely superficial physical attraction to a certain type. i thought i was over it. apparently not. i'm still a punk addict who love boys that make my parents cringe.
i figured that being surrounded by young men in pressed khakis and oxfords every day would make them grown on me. and seeing some at the bar in their more casual pressed oxfords, sleeves folded up, worn untucked over $200 jeans and flip flops did make me think, 'aww, he's cute'. i'll talk to him and see whats up. he buys me a good local beer and we chat and he's cool and even cute and it's good and i think oh, what a nice boy. but if i see a kid lurking in the corner with headphones wrapped around his neck wearing dirty chucks- ithink, oh man- 'how can i get to know him!' even if he never even looks in my direction. so sick. i am.
i need to find a boy who wears oxfords to work and vans to the bar. the bar w/ a live rock band and not a juke box playing classic rock. let me know if you find one. and give him my number.
or point him to my little yellow house. my roomates are always looking for new buddies to hang out with as well.
with a solid crew of bc grads and other cool analysts at the office, i'm rarely bored or lacking in a snack buddy. my boss is so laid back and cool. and today he confessed he worked one night as a green day roadie back in college. my hard ass boss who most other people are scared of happens to like me and always give awesome feedback.
i have season fball tix to bc. so thats 6 fun saturdays i have in order. the first game was this past weekend. i went w/ kel and beav. we weren't drunk but we were into it. we stayed til the end and cheered even as bc had completely stomped army for 47 points. good times.
there is also this boy. that i've been talking to. i totally think he's the coolest kid and like talking to him. but i'm not sure whats next. i dont know if its because i want something more, in general. or he is sending signals that he wants something more. i cant figure out where we are. are we just friends? do i want to be just friends? does he? i dont know. and he's far away and that's part of the problem. i think i just need to be in the same room as this guy for a bit and then i can figure out what is going on. if only we could get into the same room. sometime soon. i know we'd have fun either way. cos hes a cool kid. and obviously, 2 cool kids have lots of fun when they're together. i'm attracted to his personality and to his wit. physically, eh, he's not what i'm usually into. so just personality but not physical. that means just friends right? i dont know.
it's weird because with other people there is like an instant physical. and i definitely have a type. skinny. tattooed and pierced and plugged. a little bit arty, a little bit snobby. someone more focused on their passion rather than their bank account. someone who would pick a thrift store tee and beat up sneaks over a polo and flips. that's the kind of guy i see and am like, omigod, i want you.
like my newest crush- a cute boy with half inch plugs in each ear, a platinum and black fauxhawk, the bluest eyes, and secret tattoos he only told me about but didnt show me- who works at the h&m downtown. we chatted as he rang me up on sunday afternoon while diane made googly eyes at me from just a few feet away. he's a kid that i can say, oh yeah, i'd totally hook up with him- who care's if he actually does go to berklee or has bigger dreams post-h&m. it's a completely superficial physical attraction to a certain type. i thought i was over it. apparently not. i'm still a punk addict who love boys that make my parents cringe.
i figured that being surrounded by young men in pressed khakis and oxfords every day would make them grown on me. and seeing some at the bar in their more casual pressed oxfords, sleeves folded up, worn untucked over $200 jeans and flip flops did make me think, 'aww, he's cute'. i'll talk to him and see whats up. he buys me a good local beer and we chat and he's cool and even cute and it's good and i think oh, what a nice boy. but if i see a kid lurking in the corner with headphones wrapped around his neck wearing dirty chucks- ithink, oh man- 'how can i get to know him!' even if he never even looks in my direction. so sick. i am.
i need to find a boy who wears oxfords to work and vans to the bar. the bar w/ a live rock band and not a juke box playing classic rock. let me know if you find one. and give him my number.
or point him to my little yellow house. my roomates are always looking for new buddies to hang out with as well.
15 August 2005
It's Been Three Whole Months...
... since I last posted to this. So much has happened. I got a job, graduated from college, moved home for a month and a half, bought a car, drove cross country with my father in said vehicle, started work, busted my left side mirror on said car, got wasted with jen at a redsox game, went to chicago for training for work which ended up being summer camp, and have 'networked' with hundreds of people from BC, ATL, the UK, team italia and the rest of the globe.
Here's some of my greatest pics of the past few months:
senior week fun
commencement ball
graduation
home in tejas
drive to boston
redsoxnation... and a few drinks
st.charles, il:
uncle t's victory
q-posse
Here's some of my greatest pics of the past few months:
senior week fun
commencement ball
graduation
home in tejas
drive to boston
redsoxnation... and a few drinks
st.charles, il:
uncle t's victory
q-posse
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