Have you ever...
( ) smoked a cigarette
( ) smoked a cigar
(x) smoked anything else
(x) made out with a member of the same sex
( ) crashed a friend's car (does it count that I've been in two car crashes with two different friends? and that it wasn't my car?)
(x) been in love (I am right now, thank you! - and it's NOT the Starbuck's barista!!!)
( ) been dumped (I'm afraid I've always been the asshole, but if it makes you sleep better at night, I've also asked all my boys out, too)
(x) shoplifted (god, my mom was so angry she beat me with a stick - literally!)
( ) been fired (rule of thumb: always quit when it's getting to that point)
( ) been in a fist fight (although my brother and I did fight all the time, it never really came down to us with two black eyes - there were A LOT of Charlie-horses though)
( ) snuck out of parent's house
(x) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
( ) been arrested (despite being caught stealing, they never had me arrested or pressed charges)(x) made out with a stranger
( ) gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend (white lies, guys, white lies! I'm only here to help!)
( ) had a crush on a teacher (all of my teachers seem to be of that age where they need a walker)
( ) skipped school (I was such a goodie two-shoes)
(x) slept with a co-worker (Anthony is technically a coworker)
( ) seen someone die
( ) had/have a crush on one of your [insert chat client here] friends
(x) been to Canada
( ) been to Mexico (but I've been to a lot of other places!)
(x) been on a plane
( ) thrown up in a bar
(x) eaten Sushi
(x) been snowboarding
( ) met someone BECAUSE of [insert chat client here]
(x) been moshing at a concert (most recently at the Dropkick Murphy's concert in NYC)
( ) been in an abusive relationship
(x) taken painkillers (pulled my right quad a few times while in training - with regular PT - and needed a little something-something to help me run ten miles a day)
(x) love someone right now
(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
(x) made a snow angel
( ) had a tea party
(x) flown a kite
(x) built a sand castle
(x) gone puddle jumping (just last Sunday, while Christy and I were out mountain-climbing)
(x) played dress up
(x) jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) gone sledding
(x) cheated while playing a game
(x) been lonely
(x) fallen asleep at work/school
(x) used a fake ID (there was the traditional cutting up of the fake ID at my 21st birthday - thanks Mommy A. for all your help finding the ID though!)
(x) watched the sun set
( ) felt an earthquake
(x) touched a snake
(x) been tickled
(x) been robbed (somebody stole all my camera lenses at Penn - the bastard!)
( ) robbed someone
(x) been misunderstood
(x) pet a reindeer/goat (I live in the middle of nowhere - we even have llamas here)
( ) won a contest (always been a loser...)
( ) been suspended from school
(x) had detention (the last time was in third grade when I got caught throwing rocks at little boys)
(x) been in a car accident (five actually - none of them major, though)
(x) had braces (although I lost my retainer many years ago and my teeth have shifted)
(x) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night (unless you're lactose intolerant, I don't know how you could have avoided this!)
(x) had deja vu
(x) danced in the moonlight
(x) hated the way you look
( ) witnessed a crime (although I HAVE arrested people for crimes)
( ) pole danced
(x) questioned your heart
(x) been obsessed with post-it notes (still am)
(x) squished barefoot through the mud
(x) been lost (all the friggin' time!)
(x) been to the opposite side of the country (many times)
(x) swam in the ocean
(x) felt like dying
( ) cried yourself to sleep
(x) played cops and robbers
(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers (I make scrapbooks - enough said)
( ) sung karaoke (I'm just a voyeur when it comes to karaoke)
(x) paid for a meal with only coins
(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(x) made prank phone calls (the last time was in the sixth or seventh grade with my friends Janice and Wendy)
(x) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose (and it really hurts too)
(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue
(x) kissed in the rain
(x) written a letter to Santa Claus
(x) been kissed under a mistletoe
(x) watched the sun set with someone you care about
(x) blown bubbles (I just went to Toys R' Us a few weekends ago and bought a refill)
(x) made a bonfire on the beach (I didn't make the fire myself, but I was there, Michelle was there, and it was there so I think that counts)
( ) crashed a party
(x) have traveled more than 5 days with a car full of people (most of my experience comes from driving cross country with Burly, but it FELT like the car was full of people!)
(x) gone rollerskating/blading
(x) had a wish come true
( ) humped a monkey (???)
(x) worn pearls (oddly enough, I gave mine away to Catherine before ever actually wearing them)
( ) jumped off a bridge (but I'm looking forward to it)
(x) screamed "penis" in class (it's such a release)
(x) ate dog biscuit (actually, cat food, but I think it's about the same idea)
(x) told a complete stranger you loved them (I tell my waitstaff I love them all the time - how often does a girl get to be serviced like that??)
(x) sang in the shower
(x) have a little black dress
(x) had a dream that you married someone
( ) glued your hand to something (of all the klutzy, stupid things I've done in my life, I've managed to avoid that one)
( ) got your tongue stuck to a pole
( ) kissed a fish
(x) worn the opposite sexes clothes (boy's undies are SO comfy!)
( ) been a cheerleader (UGH!)
(x) sat on a roof top
( ) had sex at a church
(x) done a one-handed cartwheel (I used to take gymnastics)
(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(x) stayed up all night (in high school, my friends actually had a contest to see who could stay awake the longest - boy, were we bored!)
(x) didnt take a shower for a week (that's what happens when you raft the Grand Canyon for a week)
(x) picked and ate an apple right off the tree (I'm from New England, we do that sort of thing)
(x) climbed a tree
( ) had a tree house
(x) are scared to watch scary movies alone (I try to avoid them at all costs)
( ) believe in ghosts
( ) have more then 30 pairs of shoes
(x) worn a really ugly outfit to school (Having been bred with an innate fear of god, a.k.a. my mother, my "outfits" were chosen by my mother through the 8th grade. Enough said.)
( ) gone streaking
( ) played ding-dong-ditch (??)
(x) played chicken fight
(x) been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on (you can't avoid that if you own a pool and have an older brother)
(x) been told you're hot by a complete stranger
( ) broken a bone
(x) been easily amused
( ) caught a fish then ate it (I've caught fish though...)
(x) caught a butterfly
(x) laughed so hard you cried
(x) cried so hard you laughed
(x) mooned/flashed someone
(x) had someone moon/flash you
(x) cheated on a test
(x) forgotten someone's name
(x) slept naked
(x) French braided someones hair (my mom's a hairdresser, what can I say?)
(x) gone skinny dippin in a pool
( ) been kicked out of your house
Friday, July 01, 2005
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
I Remember My Little Pony
You Are Absinthe!
You have a unique personality. Although most like you, sometimes you take some getting used to. You can be a bit strong. You are full of energy and sometimes flamboyant. You are the life of the party but if people are not careful you can knock them on their ass.
How A Neanderthal Like Me Survives Is Beyond My Comprehension
I just figured out how to use the title bar in Blogger. I need to be dragged out into the street and shot.
For Boston, For Boston, We Sing Our Proud Refrain! For Boston, For Boston...
- Dropkick Murphy's
Three universities in one day was my accomplishment yesterday. If anyone is paying attention, you will realize that I had two interviews yesterday: one at Berklee and one at BC. Both were for entry-level "higher education" jobs that are not my top priority, but they have some things I AM looking for that make them viable options if things don't work out the way I plan on the job front.
The job at Berklee is in the Registrar's Office and as of last Thursday turned into two different job options: Administrative Assistant and Content Manager. The latter was only approved last week and I learned of the split at the beginning of the interview. So who knows where we're going with that.
The job opening in BC is at the Students Support Services office, doing some work for financial aid officers.
Both are low-paying but have good benefits (although BC is more of a benefit to me because I could potentially take graduate level courses for free and earn a masters degree). The real downside is the fact that they are in Boston, I don't have a car, and the commute by train takes anywhere from 1 1/2 hours to about 2 hours (depending on which school you're going to). Damn, it stinks to be poor! (although my commute would only be lessened to 1 hour if I could drive.)
In other news, I spent the evening at MIT with Andrew, thoroughly enjoying his Blue's Clues memo pad holder and trying to avoid some guy named Dave who went to Penn with us and was a member of PiLam (I don't really know why, but it just seemed the right thing to do at the time). I also got a free meal at Legal Sea Foods (who was I to argue?), which I was led to believe is a Boston staple. I think the impression Andrew was trying to give me was, "How the hell could you never have eaten at a Legal Sea Foods, you socially inadequate lout! How DARE YOU take on the name of Masshole??!!!" I got the point and ate my chowda' like a starving Somali child with a hollow little Buddha belly (did I mention that my only meal that day was a grande capuccino at Starbucks?).
Speaking of Starbucks, my Anthony was less than pleased when I called to tell him that the hottest guy I've seen in a while is working at the Starbucks near Berklee's campus, on the corner of Mass Ave and Boylston Street. It is very likely that he is a Berklee student and I have no intention of teaching a younger man anything about the wonders of the female sex, but I think I managed to hurt Anthony's feelings when I told him I had fallen in love and was running away with a young, dark-haired Starbucks employee. Ooops.
What can I say? I have no other friends to gossip with... Although Christy and I DO agree on the utter HOTNESS of Christian Bale (or, as Anthony likes to put it, "that American Psycho guy"). However, he will just have to be content at number ten on my cheat sheet (preceded by, in no particular order: Ty Pennington, Owen Wilson, Tom Welling (Smallville, anyone?), Orlando Bloom (but only as an elf - I have a "thing," if you will, for elves; Ron Livingston, Michael Vartan, Johnny Depp, Henry Rollins, and Clive Owen).
Please don't ask me what a cheat sheet is. If you don't have a deal with your significant other for a free ride every once in a while (no pun intended), you're not working hard enough to keep the passion alive.
I must say though, that the cheat sheet is highly amusing to me. I keep track of a number of my friends' cheat sheets and there is more than one amusing entry. I will list a few here:
Three universities in one day was my accomplishment yesterday. If anyone is paying attention, you will realize that I had two interviews yesterday: one at Berklee and one at BC. Both were for entry-level "higher education" jobs that are not my top priority, but they have some things I AM looking for that make them viable options if things don't work out the way I plan on the job front.
The job at Berklee is in the Registrar's Office and as of last Thursday turned into two different job options: Administrative Assistant and Content Manager. The latter was only approved last week and I learned of the split at the beginning of the interview. So who knows where we're going with that.
The job opening in BC is at the Students Support Services office, doing some work for financial aid officers.
Both are low-paying but have good benefits (although BC is more of a benefit to me because I could potentially take graduate level courses for free and earn a masters degree). The real downside is the fact that they are in Boston, I don't have a car, and the commute by train takes anywhere from 1 1/2 hours to about 2 hours (depending on which school you're going to). Damn, it stinks to be poor! (although my commute would only be lessened to 1 hour if I could drive.)
In other news, I spent the evening at MIT with Andrew, thoroughly enjoying his Blue's Clues memo pad holder and trying to avoid some guy named Dave who went to Penn with us and was a member of PiLam (I don't really know why, but it just seemed the right thing to do at the time). I also got a free meal at Legal Sea Foods (who was I to argue?), which I was led to believe is a Boston staple. I think the impression Andrew was trying to give me was, "How the hell could you never have eaten at a Legal Sea Foods, you socially inadequate lout! How DARE YOU take on the name of Masshole??!!!" I got the point and ate my chowda' like a starving Somali child with a hollow little Buddha belly (did I mention that my only meal that day was a grande capuccino at Starbucks?).
Speaking of Starbucks, my Anthony was less than pleased when I called to tell him that the hottest guy I've seen in a while is working at the Starbucks near Berklee's campus, on the corner of Mass Ave and Boylston Street. It is very likely that he is a Berklee student and I have no intention of teaching a younger man anything about the wonders of the female sex, but I think I managed to hurt Anthony's feelings when I told him I had fallen in love and was running away with a young, dark-haired Starbucks employee. Ooops.
What can I say? I have no other friends to gossip with... Although Christy and I DO agree on the utter HOTNESS of Christian Bale (or, as Anthony likes to put it, "that American Psycho guy"). However, he will just have to be content at number ten on my cheat sheet (preceded by, in no particular order: Ty Pennington, Owen Wilson, Tom Welling (Smallville, anyone?), Orlando Bloom (but only as an elf - I have a "thing," if you will, for elves; Ron Livingston, Michael Vartan, Johnny Depp, Henry Rollins, and Clive Owen).
Please don't ask me what a cheat sheet is. If you don't have a deal with your significant other for a free ride every once in a while (no pun intended), you're not working hard enough to keep the passion alive.
I must say though, that the cheat sheet is highly amusing to me. I keep track of a number of my friends' cheat sheets and there is more than one amusing entry. I will list a few here:
- Paul Ruebens (yes, THAT IS PEE-WEE HERMAN! And NO, that is not a joke!)
- The Dell Computer guy
- David Bowie AND Iman (it's a two-fer!)
- Ozzy Ozbourne, but only from the Black Sabbath Days
- Matthew Perry when he was on prescription painkillers ONLY
- (and my personal favorite, the ever "charming") Darth Vader
And with that, I have family visiting and must go.
Monday, June 27, 2005
Been There, Done That
I. CONQUERED. A MOUNTAIN. Yes, my dearest friends, I conquered Mt. Grace, a thunderstorm, some hail, a field of rabid cows (and one rabid baby moo-moo), and a 1/2 mile of MA-78 (that's what happens when you choose to go the wrong way on a trail). My work here is done.
Now tomorrow, it's off to conquer Boston's subway sytem, a.k.a. "The T." All in the name of job-hunting. If all goes well, I'll see both the Berklee College of Music and Boston College. Maybe even Andrew. Who knows! I'm just so full of surprises!!!
Now tomorrow, it's off to conquer Boston's subway sytem, a.k.a. "The T." All in the name of job-hunting. If all goes well, I'll see both the Berklee College of Music and Boston College. Maybe even Andrew. Who knows! I'm just so full of surprises!!!
Saturday, June 25, 2005
Take My Advice for It
Those of you who like music, I advise you to check out Spencer Day. He's local to California, but he has CDs you can buy. The style of music would probably fall in a softer category - much like Martin Sexton or Damien Rice.
Go ahead, check it out - you won't lose a thing!
Go ahead, check it out - you won't lose a thing!
Friday, June 24, 2005
My New Hobby
Lately I've been doing this crazy thing: sleeping. As in ALL THE TIME. I have never slept so late, or so much, since...since...since before I can remember! It's truly amazing how difficult it can be to pry one's eyes open at 8 - 9 - or even 10AM. It wasn't all that long ago when I couldn't sleep past 7AM to save my life, and just the other day I didn't even surface from my room until 11AM.
Well, actually, that is a lie. I woke up at 9:30, discovered a migraine as I trudged to the kitchen for breakfast, and turned around and crawled into bed with my mom until 11. (Yes, all you crazy kids heard me right - WITH MY MOM! Take that, Michael Jackson!)
So that's my life in a nutshell. Most of my life since returning home has centered around driving my mom to Dunkin Donuts for her large cream, with a dash of iced coffee. Yeah, and the desperate attempts to find myself a job.
In fact, I went to an interview on Wednesday with the most unimpressive, yet demanding man I ever met. He grilled me on my ability to use HTML and type formulas into Excel for over an hour (despite the fact that the Temp Agency vets everyone they send out on job interviews and wouldn't have sent me if I didn't score well on their stupid little tests), and then got pissed off when I asked what salary range they were affording the permanent position (it was a temp to perm job) and what the company benefits were. He actually said to me, "Well, we just kind of threw this together last week and we haven't really figured out a salary," and then went on for about fifteen minutes in the vein of "we'll be sure to tell you when we figure that out, but gosh darn, we just don't know our ass from our face right now."
My mom told me that I should have told him that I knew that I would be good at the job and the only reason I came to the interview at all was to see if he and his company were good enough for me, but I hear that is not the best way to get a job or suck up to your temp agency. And then my mom actually forbade me to take the job if it were offered. I have two things to say to that: 1) How old am I, ten? I wouldn't take the job anyway, and 2) Excuse me?!
In any case, I am still unemployed, but I have two interviews this week - one at the Berklee College of Music in Boston, and one at Clark University in Worcester. It looks like I'll be doing best with my own job search and the temp agencies can all suck my big toe.
In the meantime, I saw the latest saga in the Batman series: Batman Begins. And while I could go on and on about the various attributes of Christian Bale (it was love ever since the first musical number in Newsies), or about the way Andrew grabbed my knee and nearly squealed like a pig when Katie Holmes and her nipples first arrived on screen, I would rather just tell you that I really, truly enjoyed my movie-going experience. As Anthony put it, no one is going to win any academy awards, but it was a feel-good, yay-for-Hollywood kind of a movie. And Christian Bale is SO HOT. Enough said.
This weekend is full of surprises too. Mel is traveling out from New York (for god knows what) and Andrew and I are expecting to see her in her full glory in Boston - even if no one will tell me what night I should expect to drive out there. And Christy and I are taking a grand ol' hike on Sunday in Mt. Grace State Forest. Should be more excitement than this little girl deserves.
Well, actually, that is a lie. I woke up at 9:30, discovered a migraine as I trudged to the kitchen for breakfast, and turned around and crawled into bed with my mom until 11. (Yes, all you crazy kids heard me right - WITH MY MOM! Take that, Michael Jackson!)
So that's my life in a nutshell. Most of my life since returning home has centered around driving my mom to Dunkin Donuts for her large cream, with a dash of iced coffee. Yeah, and the desperate attempts to find myself a job.
In fact, I went to an interview on Wednesday with the most unimpressive, yet demanding man I ever met. He grilled me on my ability to use HTML and type formulas into Excel for over an hour (despite the fact that the Temp Agency vets everyone they send out on job interviews and wouldn't have sent me if I didn't score well on their stupid little tests), and then got pissed off when I asked what salary range they were affording the permanent position (it was a temp to perm job) and what the company benefits were. He actually said to me, "Well, we just kind of threw this together last week and we haven't really figured out a salary," and then went on for about fifteen minutes in the vein of "we'll be sure to tell you when we figure that out, but gosh darn, we just don't know our ass from our face right now."
My mom told me that I should have told him that I knew that I would be good at the job and the only reason I came to the interview at all was to see if he and his company were good enough for me, but I hear that is not the best way to get a job or suck up to your temp agency. And then my mom actually forbade me to take the job if it were offered. I have two things to say to that: 1) How old am I, ten? I wouldn't take the job anyway, and 2) Excuse me?!
In any case, I am still unemployed, but I have two interviews this week - one at the Berklee College of Music in Boston, and one at Clark University in Worcester. It looks like I'll be doing best with my own job search and the temp agencies can all suck my big toe.
In the meantime, I saw the latest saga in the Batman series: Batman Begins. And while I could go on and on about the various attributes of Christian Bale (it was love ever since the first musical number in Newsies), or about the way Andrew grabbed my knee and nearly squealed like a pig when Katie Holmes and her nipples first arrived on screen, I would rather just tell you that I really, truly enjoyed my movie-going experience. As Anthony put it, no one is going to win any academy awards, but it was a feel-good, yay-for-Hollywood kind of a movie. And Christian Bale is SO HOT. Enough said.
This weekend is full of surprises too. Mel is traveling out from New York (for god knows what) and Andrew and I are expecting to see her in her full glory in Boston - even if no one will tell me what night I should expect to drive out there. And Christy and I are taking a grand ol' hike on Sunday in Mt. Grace State Forest. Should be more excitement than this little girl deserves.
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