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| Sunday, July 18th, 2004 | | 11:21 pm |
Alert the media...
I'm updating. I am sick of doing grad school work...reading all about affirmative action, blah blah blah. That's enough of that. I cannot watch VH-1 anymore...I have "I love the 90s" memorized. It borders on sick. It's not even good! My new obsession is watching "Mad About You" on Lifetime at 1am. Isn't it so fun getting to stay up late in the summer? I thought about how in a few more weeks (ok, 7) I couldn't stay up to watch it because that means I'd be rocking less than 4 hours of sleep. I don't know how I will ever bring myself to set my alarm again. In other news, Verizon, as a company is going down. First of all, I have Verizon DSL and it bites. Theeeennnn, I get my cell phone bill and it's over 100 dollars. Apparently I have gone over on my minutes, something I don't recall ever really doing. I always laughed at the assholes who did that shit. Now thanks to Verizon's handy little tally I am faced with the stunning realization that I talk way too much. Over 1800 minutes in the past month...that breaks down to at least an hour a day. Now remember that I have free nights and weekends, In Network Calling and 400 general minutes. How the hell does one go over on that?! Never mind the fact that I am on the house phone quite often and on AIM. I can always be reached and now my accessibility is kicking me in the ass. I am taking a self-imposed vow of silence. We'll see how long that lasts. | | Friday, April 2nd, 2004 | | 6:08 pm |
| | Saturday, March 27th, 2004 | | 11:34 pm |
Michelle Kwan, sucky term papers, and a room that's been torn apart...
Michelle Kwan should be sainted. How she continues to put up with being knocked off the top of the podium, time and time again, is beyond me. But I guess the view from the number 3 spot ain't so bad. Seriously though, what is going on in the world of figure skating? Michelle gets penalized for skating an extra 2 seconds? We should be rewarding that! Then Japan busts out not one, but two skaters, one of whom is like 10 and attempted a quadruple jump...for real? Then Sasha Cohen...I will never like her. I know she's good...I'm sure she's nice...I only want bad things to happen to her. And...the crowning moment...a streaker on the ice as Michelle warms up?!?! Never, in all my years of being an avid fan have I witnessed such an act. Not even Surya Bonaly's shameless display of poor sportsmanship back in the 90s was this odd. I'd go on a hunger strike or something in protest of this figure skating debacle but that'd require not eating. Lisa was probably the only one who cared about that first part. No one will care about the next two topics. I am currently grading 9th grade term papers. Don't cry for them Argentina...they had 6 weeks to work on it and it only had to be 3-5 pages. They are painful. I've taught them nothing. If you are handing in a paper that counts as two test grades, wouldn't you put your name on it? Bad enough they blatanly ignored my "proper heading" lecture (I use proper a lot lately...still doesn't mean anything to them), but to then write your name...how ghetto. So yeah, currently in the seventh circle of hell with only raspberry diet gingerale to get me through the night. I leave for my cruise in a week. I tore apart my room tonight going through outfit after outfit, burning some calories (60-70,000 would be good) in the process b/c I was worked into such a frenzy. When did I wind up with only teacher clothes? It's gonna be real hard to tan through an Ann Taylor twinset...though it would sure make my dermatologist happy. Current Mood: annoyedCurrent Music: "Someone like you" - Jekyll and Hyde | | Thursday, March 4th, 2004 | | 9:38 pm |
I will go down with this ship...
I need the help of the LJ community. I am working on a mix CD for my cruise to torture my roommate with. She is scared of going and even more scared of getting seasick. I told her I was making us fun CDs for the cruise and one of them will have a boat theme. I was thinking the theme from the Titantic, Gilligan's Island and Dido's White Flag. What else you got? I need suggestions. Also, I'm still working on the CD with songs with walk or run in the title...let me know if you think of any. | | Saturday, February 21st, 2004 | | 11:37 am |
WTF?
You're Adventures of Huckleberry Finn! by Mark Twain With an affinity for floating down the river, you see things in black and white. The world is strange and new to you and the more you learn about it, the less it makes sense. You probably speak with an accent and others have a hard time understanding you and an even harder time taking you seriously. Nevertheless, your adventurous spirit is admirable. You really like straw hats. Hmmmm. | | Wednesday, February 18th, 2004 | | 12:43 pm |
I hate this book quiz. 
You're The Dictionary!
by Merriam-Webster
You're one of those know-it-all types, with an amazing amount of knowledge at your command. People really enjoy spending time with you in very short spurts, but hanging out with you for a long time tends to bore them. When folks really need an authority to refer to, however, you're the one they seek. You're an exceptional speller and very well organized.
Take the Book Quiz at the Blue Pyramid.
I think this is because I have a large vocabulary and no desire to travel to the British Isles. Unfair. | | 12:24 am |
I'm updating at 12:24 on my 24th birthday...
...pure coincidence. In fact, I meant to update all day and got sidetracked by my step class and concentrating on not eating (it really requires all my energy). I had a really sad experience at the nail salon today...which almost never happens unless I mess up my nails trying to grab my keys or something. This man came in and wanted to bring his wife in. Young told me this woman is practically dying and she doesn't know why she comes to get a manicure in her condition. I figured Young was exaggerating (she often does, which is why we have such a close relationship) but then this woman entered. It was a sight I hope to never see again...she could barely walk or breathe. She sat down, looked at me and said, "Don't ever get old." Just like that. I wanted to cry..partly for her and partly for the fact that I am am, in fact, getting old. Seriously, I can't even do a cartwheel anymore. Yet despite this woman's condition she proceeded to get waxed and new tips on her nails. Please, don't ever let it come to that for me. If on my death bed I actually care what my eyebrows look like, someone should just slap me. But I hope this woman felt better about herself...cause she sure brought down the mood at the nail place. The most ironic thing was the pedicure lady who never speaks suddenly bust out some English for this woman. I only hope I can inspire future conversations... I am now entering my 24th year. It's a weird number...it feels too old to be my age but young enough that actual old people still yell at me for saying things like that. My day will get off to a rousing start as I venture to the dermatologist to ask my standard question: "For real? I can't ever go in the sun again? What about tanning beds? I am going on a cruise man." I am also getting my haircut due to some freak cancellation, Sally can actually squeeze me in. Last time I saw her she was 9 months prego...now that her 10lb baby is out, hopefully she can get close enough to me to cut my hair. Or else my bangs will suffer. | | Friday, February 13th, 2004 | | 9:00 pm |
What's it like to have time to update?
Again, I sit here on the Friday night looking forward to a seemingly long vacation. While this one is only for a week, I figure without my family here and/or any holidays getting in the way (except President's Day...and duh, my birthday) this break will feel longer. I sit here right now with 425 sheets of paper (give or take) just waiting to be graded. And that's just for the 10th graders. As English teachers we never fully realize the mathematical implications of assigning a minimum page requirement. In an effort to screw over the tenth grade, I screwed myself. And why was I such a stickler for the MLA format? I told them I was checking every source they had and these sources had better be in proper format. Again, this means I actually have to do it now. My 9th graders have learned a hard lesson this week about trying me and my patience. Ask the two kids who did not bring their copies of To Kill a Mockingbird to class what I did to them. They rewrote the whole damn chapter they missed reading in class. If this keeps up, I might be breaking some copyright laws, but next year we might not need to by any more books - we'll have all 31 chapters. Without a SINGLE comma misplaced. As another V-day fast approaches (and in H.S. it's pretty much been here all week...at least for the popular kids), I can't help but wonder why. Why do pet owners buy their pets a gift? Why do people actually like candy filled with coconut? Why do I continue to buy cards for people when no one really wants to celebrate? And WHY, God, WHY is there currently a Celebrity Spelling Bee on TV? WHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYY?????? | | Wednesday, February 11th, 2004 | | 12:30 pm |
Toblerone kicks my ass. Last night as I was sitting in the gyno's office, dressed in the snazziest paper gown and waiting for the doctor to come in and get down to business, I could hear "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" playing somewhere in the building. I don't think I can enjoy that song in the way I used to ever again. | | Wednesday, January 28th, 2004 | | 9:35 am |
Going to work today?
I'm not. I'd rather stay home, have a killer breakfast, and enjoy the day with my looney family who already have music blasting at this (relatively)early hour. And not just any music. Full on Turkish party music. I suspect my mother is dancing in the kitchen while she draws up her game plan for the day's cooking festivities. Shout out to my ass-kickin neighbor who has taken it upon himself to put his snow blower to good use and clean our sidewalks for us. We appreciate that. You and your 'do rag are ok in my book. Current Mood: cheerful | | Tuesday, January 27th, 2004 | | 12:27 pm |
Let... it... snow...
I'm home on my lunch break now, praying for a storm of monumental proportions to erupt, burying my car in several feet of snow, and all before I'm scheduled to be back at work at 1pm. I would love to make that phone call: "Um, hi, I won't be making it back to the office, cause, I'm trapped." Current Music: No music, I have to listen for the snow. | | Thursday, January 15th, 2004 | | 10:15 am |
If you give a mouse a cookie.
If you give a Beyza a delayed opening, she'll just have to go and take the whole damned day off. The office is set to open at 10:30, but I called and left my manager a message, stating that "I'm not comfortable driving in this weather." So now I'm home; anybody want to play? Current Mood: giddyCurrent Music: the News 12 Storm Watch ditty | | Wednesday, January 14th, 2004 | | 5:35 pm |
I'm the one keeping this whole operation afloat...
As I passed the critical 3-month threshold at work last week, I was due for a review, which I received today. Much to my amazement, my supervisors had only good things to say, further reinforcing in my mind the fact that they really have no idea what goes on in their office. They said that I've acclimated myself very quickly to the environment and people. The environment consists of a cubicle, a temperamental copy machine, and my trusty Dell computer. Aside from the rolling filing cabinet system (which threatens my existence on a daily basis), there's not much else in the environment that requires chameleon-like adjustment. And as for the people, they're just some nice folks going about their insurancing business. My reviewers also commended me on the way I complete all my tasks "in a quiet and efficient manner." They obviously must not hear me yelling at the copy machine, cursing it to the high heavens after the paper feeder has mangled yet another innocent document. And they must've also missed the countless, unnecessary trips I take to the bathroom, kitchen, candy machines, and basement/dungeon area where the miscellaneous/old/scary/dusty files are stored. The office used to be a federal reserve building, and I swear, one of these days I'm going to "accidentally" get myself locked in one of the vaults at around, say, 9am and just ride out the business day in there, giving out the occasional, half-assed cry for help. I will of course pack a healthy portion of creme savers in my pockets. And despite my glowing review, there was no monetary compensation to be had. I guess they're pretty generous with the compliments since they don't come out of the department budget. Current Mood: ice coldCurrent Music: Sam Cooke - Bring it on home to me | | Monday, January 12th, 2004 | | 8:46 am |
No habla espagnol.
Why is 92.7 LIR a spanish station all of a sudden? Is this a permanent format change, or perhaps just an interesting way of helping unsuspecting listeners brush up on their spanish skills? Does this mean no more flashback lunch? I need answers! Current Mood: confusedCurrent Music: The Zombies - Time of the Season | | Sunday, January 11th, 2004 | | 10:18 pm |
Dee's great idea.
We should just breed shih tzus, non-stop. Let them overrun the world. Sunday night tv is just tremendous. Sex & the City, Viva la Bam, The John Henson Project, and Most Extreme Elimination Challenge. AND, I'm eating Sour Patch Kids. Happy birthday to me. | | 8:28 pm |
I love Jacques Cousteau!
Sea creatures are fascinating, frightening, and oftentimes smelly. Did you know that the life expectancy of a walrus is only 30? And they can weigh up to 4000 lbs?? Here I am bumming about an impending quarter-life crisis, complete with an eating disorder and lack of motivation, and if I were a walrus I'd be almost dead. I would have to swim in cold ass water all day, and my private parts would be on full display for all in the indoor viewing area to see. I'm happy I'm just Beyza. I spent this lovely, blustery winter day at the aquarium. The last time I was in Coney Island, I believe it was about 80 degrees warmer, but I had fun nonetheless. We went under the guise of taking my little cousin for her 4th birthday, but I believe Dee and I enjoyed it just a wee bit more than she did. After that we went back to the apartment to watch Finding Nemo (also part of her gift), and I'm certain we enjoyed the film more too. Somewhere around the middle of the movie she wandered off to play with some stupid plastic toy, while Dee and I sat, fully enthralled in one of the finest pieces of cinema that 2003 had to offer. Now I'm thinking I might have to head over to Petland Discounts sometime tomorrow and pick up a tank and some fish that I can promptly overfeed and then neglect, leaving them to die in a watery grave of their own waste products. Current Mood: cold | | Saturday, January 10th, 2004 | | 3:54 pm |
Big news!
Jordan Knight, formerly of New Kids fame and current megaworldwideinyerface solo singing superstar is going to be making an appearance at The Egg in Albany. I must be there. And in other news, it's cold outside. Cold like your mother cold. Cold like Thomas J's dead, lifeless body after he got stung by a bazillion bees cold. According to the latest from weather.com, it feels like zero outside. It's a good thing I'm in my house, where my Muge has had the oven crankin since the sun came up. We're having a dinner party tonight. There's gonna be quiche. Things is gonna get real effin crazy. I'd better get in the shower. Can't be greeting guests in my Hello Kitty pjs with my hair all a fright. Current Mood: okay | | Thursday, January 8th, 2004 | | 8:05 pm |
Giblets?
My sister, she does nothing but complain. "You never update," "Why don't you update," "Update, you lazy piece of shit!" These are the kinds of IMs I receive from her as we sit at our respective computers, located within the walls of the same house. So here I am, updating about nothing in particular, just so I don't have to be harassed, via AIM or otherwise. She knows where I live, I have a lot of pillows on my bed, and I'm a heavy sleeper. You do the math. Current Mood: scared shitless | | 5:37 pm |
| | Tuesday, January 6th, 2004 | | 10:36 pm |
2004, what is it good for?
Lots of things, I hope. Being that 4 is my all-time favorite number, I've got high hopes for this year. Nothing in particular, but simply a sunny, optimistic outlook. But that could have a lot to do with my latest stint at caloric deprivation. So yup, you've guessed, I made a "resolution" to diet. After it's all done (do the diets ever really end?), I may never be able to look at a clementine the same way again. Britney Spears got married huh? Good for her. And annulled? You don't say. Anyone wanna marry me for shits and giggles? I bake really great cookies, and I don't take up much space in the bed. I may try to take the lion's share of the covers, but I can work on that too. Shout-out to Brian Killeen for noticing the absence of the powerwalkerz from the journaling scene. Thanks for comin out tonight. You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me. I appreciate that... Current Mood: sleepyCurrent Music: Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me... |
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