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06.01.02
ahhh, june. it reminds me... that i must buy another monthly train pass tomorrow morning.
everyone wants to be a june bride. this saturday is the wedding of my friend sarah. i fear that i may trip and fall while walking down the aisle before her grand entrance. v. possible as am surprisingly klutzy. what if that really happened? do you think i should die of shame? or loudly apologize and then run to the back of the church to start over from the beginning?
who wants to look smarmy? maybe some people. but if *i* had to choose between looking mean and looking smarmy, i'd rather look mean. and if i had to choose between looking evil and looking smarmy, then okay i'll look evil.
this is an expensive month. i shall be broke by the end of it. but you know, as wolfgang puck always says, "leeeeve, laaaave, and eaat!" (roughly translates to: live, love, and eat).
O and i had dinner last thursday at this burger place on the corner of 6th and 32nd. we sighed as we munched on our burgers and fries because a)we are always tired b)we don't like our jobs and c)we're single- but a kind of lonely single.
"i want a boyfriend", said O.
i thoughtfully dipped a fry in ketchup. then i ate it.
"me too."
we finished our burgers and went to browse around in the dollar store next door. that cheered me up because it is always fun to see what is and is not worth my dollar.
so then i forgot all about wanting to have a boyfriend until today when i went to the mall AGAIN to pick up so young's graduation gift and thought,
'these fish boxers are really funny. i like buying boxers for my boyfriend. my boyfriend who does not exist. what if i bought fun boxers from time to time and just saved them all up. then when i finally do have a boyfriend, and if i decide that he's a keeper, he'll be endowed with all these special boxers- men's underwear that i've been saving up my whole life.'
"hey listen, i've been waiting to give you something. i think now is a good time. okay, look in that refridgerator box."
06.05.03
i went to watch the producers last night. it was pretty good. very wacky. very mel brooks. gene wilder was in the movie version of it. though i can't say that i am attracted to gene wilder, i do think about him from time to time. he's rather likeable. he's like this quiet, gentle wierdo.
so today is the last day of work before my long awaited vacation and i want to do NOTHING. jennis said that it is to rain in st.martin during 3 days of our one week stay. am i upset about that? yes, i am. but maybe the rains will be short or perhaps it won't rain at all.
06.08.03
the wedding was lovely. sarah was such a beautiful bride. i'm going to have to write about it later though because i am about to pass out. right now.
except i can't pass out right now because i have to pack. tomorrow i will be in st.martin, digging my toes into fine white sand. okay all, i'll post again this saturday.
06.10.03 poeksy poeks poeks
happy 24th jenny-o! i am writing this two days ahead of time because i won't be able to call you on tuesday. enjoy your birthday party. maybies we can have another one here when you make a meeeelion dollars and come home. be good and stay healthy.
06.14.03
okay I'M BACK. it was the best vacation! st.martin is beautiful and the weather was nice during our stay. we started each day with breakfast (alot of bread) in the hotel cafe. the cafe itself is actually a terrace right on the beach overlooking the ocean. v.scenic. after breakfast we'd lay out, then go for a swim, then lay out and swim again. we really played all day long and ate yummy french food in the evenings. my much anticipated vacation is all over now. whenever i come back from vacation, i always feel as though it never really happened. it just becomes a fond, fuzzy memory. however i do have two rolls of film to remind me. and of course [sweeping hand motion over self], this glooooorious tan. haha. will post up photos soon.
06.15.03
why can't vacation be real life? and work be just one week per year?
picking out the right shade of blush can be pretty tricky. there are so many brands and colors. you also have to pick a shade that goes well with your skin tone. and last but not least, check out the lighting at the store because warm yellow light can be misleading. like today for example, i was trying on a glowy-orange blush and it seemed to blend into my skin tone so well that i had to apply several times to see some color on my cheeks. after much contemplation, decided to buy the blush. but later when i caught myself in the mirror, under bright white light, i saw the face of a clown. blush, it can make you look dewy and flushed... or give you the face of a clown. use sparingly.
06.16.03
i worked almost eleven hours today. and it was not a delight.
jane said that after a week of vacation i would feel refreshed and ready to head back to work but she was wrong because i went today after a week in the caribbean and work still sucks in a big bad way. infact, it's worse now due to the heavy construction in our office. my desk and computer have been taken to another floor in the building for storage and i am set up temporarily at a spare desk with stacks of files mixed up in various cardboard boxes, all labled "linda jun"- yes, whoever did that for me, thanks, it works out really great.
if jcs can study for 12 hours, then i can work for 11. but he doesn't have to commute. and he doesn't misread train schedules and end up sitting around in newark for forty minutes. newark, not a delight. so i think i will go ahead and stick out my lower lip to be cranky yet cute at the same time. but maybe when you're 24 and you have a tan forehead, sticking out your lower lip just looks kind of gross. if you haven't noticed, my forehead is a bit tanner than the rest of my face. that always happens, even when i take special care to smother a thick layer of sunscreen on my forehead. oh well. does this happen to other people?
here's a happy reminder: there is mint chocolate chip ice cream in the freezer. yay!
06.17.03 a workout
okay so from last friday until yesterday my butt and thighs were sore as though i had worked out all of a sudden. and i know i have not worked out. "what could it be?" i wondered. then it occured to me that on thursday when jennis and i went to anguilla, we built sand figures about 30 yards away from our beach chairs. we wanted to take pictures before the tide washed them away so i kind speed-walked across the sand to get the camera, next to the chairs. then i speed-walked back. i know, it's pathetic.
here's another good workout story. person will go unnamed as is embarassing. when i told my friend e why i had sore muscles, she told me that the same thing had happened to her before. one morning she woke up with a soreness in her right arm and shoulder. it confused her because she did not remember doing anything particularly strenous with that arm. then e realized that at dinner the previous night, she had ordered a steak. unfortunately the meat was overcooked and extra effort was required to cut it. she demonstrated this with a back and forth cutting movement, holding an invisible steak knife in her hand. at first i laughed out loud, "hahahaha!". but then i remembered that i was sore for four days from a short walk on the beach. still i laughed because i mean, it's just so sad.
well, there are some people in this world who run six miles a day. then there are those who exercise without even knowing. like me and e. i'spose we're the lucky kind.
06.24.03
it is so hot outside. but inside it is cold. "hey jl. i'd rather be at the beach."
date in the city
i went on a date yesterday with that guy. that guy i met at sarah's wedding. it was really more of a semi-date because we met up after work in bryant park for coffee. we sat by 6th ave and talked and i made some jokes and he laughed and then i laughed because he was laughing. i guess you can say it was a nice, casual date in the park. frappuccino, talking, and me laughing at my own jokes.
maybe he was nervous. maybe little people with dark foreheads make him feel nervous. anyway, there's going to be a second date and hopefully it will be fun.
06.25.03
yay-o-yay, jl will be away on a business trip for a week! that means long lunches in the park.
when i pushed the soap dispenser pump in the bathroom to wash my hands, the yucky pink soap splattered all over my shirt. i guess there was an air bubble in the pump or something. what if i was the type of person who got really really angry about things like that? first i would start yelling and snapping at everyone. then i would break down and cry and then quit my job but come back to work on monday.
06.29.03 let me check my planner
friday was the norah jones concert. it was good in that i love her songs and she sounds great live. it was not so good in that wandy's boyfriend's brother and his friends were really drunk and loud. it was kind of like my dream come true because the day before the concert i asked jennis, "wouldn't it be really wierd to smoke up or get really drunk at a norah jones concert? who would do that?" jennis laughed, then raised her arms and shouted, "whoooooo NORAH! yeah NORAH! you ROCK!" then we both laughed because who would be so retarded? tada~ dream come true. we met people who got completely drunk at a norah jones concert.
during the encore performance, wandy realized that she lost one of her flip flops. the drunk people took it upon themselves to retrieve said shoe while yelling and randomly shouting to eachother in slurred, been-drinking speech. i guess someone in the crowd got really mad at them because he/she threw a cup of beer in our direction. it unfortunately hit jennis and spilled on her new white tank. she was v.peeved. it also spilled on my jeans but they're an old pair. i actually wore them the next day on my second date with m. haha, how gross i am.
so the second date. here, i shall title it.
the 2nd date
we decided to meet up on saturday and i was trying to think of something fun for us to do because the first date was kind of bland and uninteresting and i thought maybe if we did something entertaining i would not have to rely on self amusement in self made jokes. i thought and pondered and finally came up with : dinner and a movie. but then, but THEN, m said, "why don't we go to the cloisters?" and i got all excited because i've been wanting to go there for a long time. the cloisters is a branch of the met located all the way uptown by 180th st. it houses medieval art from the 11-16th centuries, including the famous unicorn tapestries. so it was fun. also i got to ride in his gold nissan 300 which means nothing to me except that it is a)gold and reminds me of austin powers gold member b)fast and scary in a thrilling way c)the top comes off and gives me briget jones hair. after the cloisters we went to chinatown for dinner and boba tea. then he dropped me off at emi's where i had an apple martini and passed out while hugging emi's brand new copy of harry potter: order of the phoenix.
tomorrow i am going to have dinner at the carlisle hotel, then watch woody allen's final jazz performance for the season. SO EXCITED. as you may or may not know, i am a big fan of woody allen films and i have read all of his wacky books. should i get one of my books autographed? i hear he takes pictures so i'll be sure to bring a camera with me.
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