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08.01.03 LIKE THE SANDS OF TIME
summer is slipping through our fingers. here we all are in august already.
jl and dk both have not shown up for work today. neither have called to inform. this means both went drinking last night and have not recovered. so then i would like to know 1) why are they so retarded 2) can i leave now 3) oh wow, thank you.
......mmmmm....mmmhmmm...
who says you have to feel slightly loser-ish for staying in on a friday night watching pbs for five hours and eating melty ben & jerry's chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream eventhough the uncooked cookie chunks kind of gross you out?
it feels so lonely when there are only a few buddies online and most of them are idle.
beach tomorrow, rain or shine. mrs.sarah cho chae demands our presence. if dave and jane get married, she could be jane choe chang. we've already discussed how funny it would be if her last name was cha because then it would be the "cha-chang wedding". i just wanted everyone else to know. how funny.
last night o took me on a date to watch pirates of the caribbean. the movie was really fun to watch and orlando bloom is hot and i hear he is *not* gay. yay. if he asks me out, i will say yes. also johnny depp is v.good as captain jack sparrow. in the movie he wears all this black eye liner and o really liked that. she says all men should wear some but i just don't know.
08.04.03
how is it that my mommy's butt is firmer than mine? after dinner i gave her butt a little pat as she was washing the dishes and to my surprise there was a BOUNCE, not a wobbly. confused, i poked one of her butt cheeks and found that it was decidedly FIRM. i poked my own butt cheek and it was NOT WOBBLY but also NOT FIRM. just to make sure, i gave hers another poke. it could not be denied. mom's butt, FIRMER THAN MINE. what the heck mom?
so then i told her that her butt was firm and that mine was not and would she please put that dish down and check for herself.
"yes" she agreed, "yours is soft."
but *i'm* the one who climbs the stairs out of penn station every morning when i have the option of riding the escalator! boo. boooo. now i will sulk. because if you're twenty-four and your mom's butt is firmer than yours, a bit of sulking is in order.
08.10.03
after eating 1 1/2 hamburgers, i ate some steak. is it bad to eat beef and then for dessert, eat beef?
went shopping with dr.e today. she bought a pair of jeans and a jean skirt. i got shoes and a tank top. that is the second pair of shoes i've bought this week. what's up with all the shoes? i just can't say.
the falconier of bryant park (yes, there really was one) has been banished from the premises. apparently his hawk attacked a chiuahuah, probably mistaking it for a rat. yay, no more massive bird of prey flying around during lunchtime. also yay, no more smug falconier strutting about with the most "I AM THE FALCONIER" look on his face. too bad for the little dog. though i can see how it might have looked like a rat from twenty feet above.
yesterday i watched the english patient for the first time in a couple of years. it was so long. and so good. excellent infact.
08.15.03
feeling a very strong desire to watch mary poppins.
yesterday i was sending a fax when, as you know, the entire city lost power. we all assumed it would be coming back in a few minutes so i decided to take a break and eat a hagen daaz ice cream bar. i took a couple bites and slowly walked back to my desk when someone said we lost power due to a fire above our floor (which is quite unlikely as it is the roof), and that we must evacuate the building. so i grabbed my bag and walked out toward the emergency exit. unfortunately the building is old and apparently not v.well maintained. there were no lights in the stairways. we walked in complete darkness from the top floor of our building to the lobby. two annoying women from a different floor joined us and would not stop yelling out to each other. "michelle?! michelle can you hear me?!" then michelle would respond, "nicki?! nicki i'm right behind you!" they kept this up the entire way down and i wanted to hit them. i thought how nice it would be if i had a wand and could just shout lumos! and we'd all have light. and then maybe petrificus totalus! and leave michelle and nicky on the 13th floor. after half an hour we got to the lobby and i felt awfully silly with my big, melty ice cream bar. also i was wearing a really ugly pair of lizard print mules that i drag around the office; cute shoes upstairs under my desk. looking for coworkers, i walked outisde and saw that all of midtown was out in the streets.
it was just insane. and we had no idea what was going on. i started walking towards penn station to see if transit trains were running at all but i got there and saw hundreds of people just spewing out of the station. luckily i have relatives who work in the city and eventually got a ride home. olivia told me she took the ferry to hoboken and walked to jersey city. emi walked to queens from midtown manhattan. but we all took today off and i must say, it was quite nice.
my thighs hurt from walking down those stairs. yes *down* the stairs. lame, but true.
08.16.03
prisoner of azkaban is going to be released next summer, not this winter. gary oldman is going to play the part of sirius black. haha. hahahaha. that's so wierd. remember him in imortal beloved? i thought sirius would be played by someone hotter looking. like a scruffy jude law. too bad.
08.17.03
in middle school i bought this cassette tape of irving berlin songs from one of those discount bins at sam goody. i listened to it everyday after school while i did homework. the recordings are very old and the sound quality is that of a victrola record player. on track A, fred astaire sings puttin on the ritz. i am listening to this old irving berlin cassette right now. it is very good. and so old. i don't think very many people enjoy this kind of music nowadays. that makes me feel a little sad.
08.18.03
so these people who live behind me are having sex *all* the time. i know this because i can hear them like they are doing it right outside my window. they are very loud and the noise they make is horrible. the woman is always howling and screaming. at first you will think domestic violence. but in fact they are sounds of sweet lovemaking.
they are so annoying! sex doesn't have to be that loud. should children have to hear this sort of thing? do i alert the authorities? i have called the local police on one of my neighbors before. a group of teens having a loud, brawling backyard party till 5am and i just had to do it. within minutes i could see the flashing lights through my window and i will admit feeling a bit of satisfaction when i heard the party quieting down. even panicking a little because they were drinking. reporting the couple however is going to be trickier because what if they're done by the time the cops arrive? very tricky. hmm.. you know that mean old lady who lives down the street? i think she is me.
today, b.v. (coworker) asked me what my husband did for a living. that's the second time a coworker in my department asked about my husband. i would say that he is a simple minded blacksmith but i don't like to lie. when i told him that i was not married, he looked confused, "oh you're not? oh... okay." what does he mean by that? i am forced to conclude that i somehow *look* married, look OLD, or look old enough to be married. or look so old that i must be married? wah.
08.21.03
i bought gold shoes today. strappy gold leather stiletto sandals with ankle straps. and they were the last pair! and on sale! now i just have to figure out how to walk in them. or rather, sashay about in v.sexy manner.
08.27.03
went to cocktail party at v.hip and trendy restaurant with friend after work. had nice apple martinis. and wine. and wine. and apple martinis.
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