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Diva & Co.

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

Weird Dream #2,975,698

Last night I dreamt I was with Petrina in her car with les kitties headed to Whitey's house. We ended up gettign there, but it wasn't a house it was an overcrowded Starbucks and everyone was getting uppity because there was only one person working there. I got behind the counter and started making lattes like I hadn't left my management position there 3 years ago.

All of a sudden we were running around in a field and one of Petrina's cats was being attached by a vampire. Note to self: don't watch The Lost Boys right before bedtime....its not gonna end well.

Tuesday, July 29, 2003

Thought of the Day

These are my new words to live by:
"There is no bitch like a man." - Coco Chanel....I give up on all of you. FUCK!

Monday, July 28, 2003


Today, July 28, 2003, is the end of my relationship strike. Way back on May 28th, I pledged to myself that I wouldn't have a boyfriend or get involved in a relationship for 2 months. I did it. (The fact that there were little to no prospects kind of helped, but damn it, I did it). I have decided to celebrate by asking one of my crushes out to lunch and see where it goes from there (c:

Sunday, July 27, 2003

This F'n Rules

Big ups to Patches for the link

Thursday, July 24, 2003

Angry Politically Incorrect Rant For The Day

I fucking hate it when I go somewhere and people are being waited on in Spanish. Hello, did you get the memo that this is America and in America we speak ENGLISH! What's our national language again: oh yeah, thats right....ENGLISH! Maybe they didn't tell you that when you jumped the border or your raft washed ashore, but here in America we speak English, not Spanish when getting a public service or while out dealing with the public. I wouldn't go to Mexico, Guatemala, Columbia or wherever else you migth be from and be ballsy enough to expect the person I'm speaking to to speak english with me when clearly its not the national language. I don't care if you English is barely comprehensible, at least you're TRYING to speak the language, and with practice it will get better, but this is not your country, and you left said country for a reason so get used to how it is here....Rar! **Yes, I am really this insensitive...**

Also I want to welcome Gary to the blogging community (his link is also in the sidebar) and he buys me kick ass birthday presents! Also I'm really getting into Blu's blog. I've seen her comment's on Boz's site forever and just never got around to reading it, but I'm loving it (so she's in the linkbar now too!).

Monday, July 21, 2003

Fuck off Enetation

Fuck you, enetation, fuck you in your limey ass.

Like Some Sort of Kooky Acid Trip

What the hell?!?

I have also started running Haloscan commenting parallel with the enetation system. Don't want to lose my old comments (cause some rocked) but EN has been sucking a lot lately. Halsocan are the first set of comments now on the bloggeroo so comment away!

Kick The Sandman In The Sack

Well my paxil has finally and completely fucked me over. The insomnia listed as one of its bastard side effects has finally kicked in. Last night I tried to go to bed at 10 pm, because I legitimately felt tired, however, paxil decided that for my body, this wasn't going to happen until 3 fucking AM this morning when I had to be up at 6:15 to get ready for work. The sleep I got was decent and I'm not that tired this morning, but I know if this keeps up all week its gonna get bad. Furthermore, not being able to fall asleep stresses me out and makes me feel pressured and I start gettign all panicky, which is exactly what the paxil is supposed to prevent. No sir, I don't like it. All you late night IM-ers might have a new buddy though if this keeps up. Feh!

Oh yeah and as for the "Boz's Labor Day Weightloss Challenge" I, much like Anna, have lost 4 lbs already. Only 16 more to go. Think I can do it? We'll see!

Sunday, July 20, 2003

Man It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta

Last night was AWESOME. I went to a party in Shaolin (Staten Island, What what!) with Missy, Anna & Ashley, for Jeff's friend's birthday. It was fun mostly cause there was this yummy red drink that snuck up on you, there was some decent eye candy and because we were the girls that all the guys wanted to talk to and all the girls could only just talk about. We were the hot, bitchy girls who no one knew (and normally who I hate) and it never felt better. I love my girlies. I can't wait to do it again in Boston!

I Can't Help Loving This Song

I'm only happy when it rains
I'm only happy when it's complicated
And though I know you can't appreciate it
I'm only happy when it rains

You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
I'm only happy when it rains

Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me

I'm only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
I'm only happy when it rains

I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didn't accidentally tell you that
I'm only happy when it rains

You'll get the message by the time I'm through
When I complain about me and you
I'm only happy when it rains

Pour your misery down, Pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down
Pour your misery down Pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down
Pour your misery down Pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down
Pour your misery down

You can keep me company
As long as you don't care

I'm only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
I'm riding high upon a deep depression
I'm only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me

I'm only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
I'm only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
I'm only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
I'm only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...

Saturday, July 19, 2003

Music You Need To Be Listening To:

Trace Element

Silent Film Score

The Refreshments


The Get Up Kids




Friday, July 18, 2003

The Friday Five of Cute Animals



Sugar Glider


Jack Russell Terrier (now known as the Parsons Terrier)

Can you handle all that cuteness?!? C'mon, collective awwwwwww.

Thursday, July 17, 2003

When Proms Go Bad

Too Good To Pass Up

Another Wierd Dream

Last night I had another wierd dream. I was in a Stew Leonard's-esque grocery store when Arnold Schwarzennager walks in and this guy I know, Rich, walks up to him and starts kissing his ass so hard, I was like embarassed to be there. Anyhow, Arnold walks out and we all stand around talking about it. Then he walks back in in his Terminator leather jacket and opens fire on everyone with a street sweeper.

I grab my friend Ashley's hand and we start running and climbing through offices and out of windows scaling down all of these terraces and balconies. We get on the ground and start running but we're too slow to out run him, so I show her how to fly (drugs are bad, mmm kay?) and we are like running and flying and jumping off all these cliffs. We get to somewhere we think is safe to hide and there are all these evil cult girls (like Rose McGowan from Jawbreaker) who want to cut our thumbs and take our blood so they can make us evil and we wont be able to be killed by Arnold.

I don't like this 'cause we'd still be evil, but they start talking to Ashley about how she looks like a soccer player and she starts to fall for the trap and I save her and we jump off a cliff and then I woke up. I kinda wanna know how it ends though. I think ultimately I am less upset that I was trying to be killed by Arnold, and more upset that I was dreaming of Rich.

Wednesday, July 16, 2003


Keep your crappy Legolas (well he's hawt too) Aragorn is where its at, ladies.

(Yes, I stole this from Lou so fuck off)

Monday, July 14, 2003

Weekend Recap

Another weekend gone by, another great time had by all involved. It started Thursday night at my friend John's happy hour party. Lots of friends from high school showed up and we danced and drank into the night. I woke up at 4 a.m. feeling like the budweiser clydesdales were riverdancing across my head, tylenol fixed that and I worked my lil bummy off.

Friday I went out for drinks at a bar called Barcelona with an unnamed someone. Details on this someone will come later, but I don't want to jinx anything. I collected Ashley from the scumbag's house and we wen't BACK to Thirsty Turtle for some good old fashioned drinking and bar dancing. The "someone" (S.O.) from Barcelona showed up with his friend in tow and we hung out after Ashley left me stranded at the bar. Me, soemone and his friend went to Davey Burns (a bar which is as much a Greenwich High School reunion as it is anything else) and ate some fries and rode of into the early minutes of the 3 am hour. It was a really nice night. I got home to get a phone call from SO to say good night and slept away.

Saturday: wake up, go to Stew Leonard's with my mommy, came home and hit up the gym and then back over to Ashley's where we pregamed before hitting up turtle. Met this totally awesome girl called Carrie from upstate New York, totally sweet and her friends were rockin' too, so it turned it to one girly estrogen fest complete with girlie shots and grabbing of boy's bums. Bob and John showed up at Turtle in the midst of one of our shows on the bar and we hung with them for a bit, they're very chill dudes. We went to Playland and hung with some rent-a-cops who were drinking Mike's hard lemonade and then back to Davey Burns where we left after 5 minutes. It was awful.

Sunday was my mommy's birthday so I pampered her and took extra good care of her and it ended with a super yummy hibachi dinner at Abis. Yum Yum!

I think I'm a little "turtled-out" for now, but I won a free happy hour party from there for 25 people, so I guess one more night out there won't hurt, right? I wish I could gush a little bit more about SO, but its a little early to have anythign to write about and I'm not sure who is reading this. I don't care if he sees it, but I don't need all these other G'wich people up in my bidness. Anyhow I promise to start blogging more frequently and I will start catching up on reading you all and commenting, as I've been quite remiss about it since July started. Take care, lovies!

Friday, July 11, 2003

This Makes So Much Sense

I know I got a bad reputation
and it isn't just talk, talk, talk
If I could only give you everything
You know I haven't got

I couldn't have one conversation
If it wasn't for the lies, lies, lies
And still I ought to tell you everything
'till I close my eyes

Suddenly I'm on the street
Seven years disappear below my feet
Been breaking down
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?

Suddenly I'm down in Harold's Square
Looking in the crowd, your face is everywhere
Been turning around
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?

Don't try to be an inspiriation
Just wasting your time, time, time
You know about the best I'll ever be
See it in your eyes - FJ

Friday Five (For Real)

1. Do you remember your first best friend? Who was it? It was a girl called Johanna Cheslock in Nursery School. She and I used to play Scooby Doo in the pool. She was always Velma and I was Daphne

2. Are you still in touch with this person? No, because she moved and we met up again in High School, but were too different. She became best friends with my current best friend, and in an odd twist of events I saw her last night for the first time in 6 yrs at a bar.

3. Do you have a current close friend? Of course, I have several...they know who they are (c:

4. How did you become friends with this person? Some through high school and middle school, some through the internet.

5. Is there a friend from your past that you wish you were still in contact with? Why? My other best freind from nursery school, Jesse Kovacs, because I heard he got into some trouble with drugs and I would like to try and help him, and no one makes a better ice cream sundae or plays G.I. Joes so fun as him.

Thursday, July 10, 2003

I Am An Insensitive Bitch

I only scored 10 out of 20 correct on this quiz. Damn me and my lack of senses!
Thanks to Lou for the link!

Back for Now

God everything is insanely crazy here at work, which is where I do most of my blogging since I have issues blogging from my previous and my brother's PC was being commandeered by our house guest. I have, however, found a quiet moment so I decided I'd write. I've got nothing of real significance to say, as I've been in one of my "I ran out of paxil on Friday and its now days later and I'm sickies" funks, but I have my paxil and I'm feeling much better.

I am trying to get motivated to get my butt to the gym and actually USE the membership I'm paying for (my paxil-less funks leave me nauseous and winy in bed which makes it hard to do anything else) Next week I will be starting a new eating plan (mostly Japanese cuisine like sushi and rice) and salads and water only. Of course I will be able to have a few snackies here and there, but I'm really gonna try hard to lose weight with Boz and the others who are working on it.

I also want to say thank you to Lou & Lisa for the wonderful birthday & Disney pressies and to Lisa for cheering me up over a sushi dinner, it was wonderful and I absolutely adore you and your company! (c:

I wish I had something witty or entertaining to write, but its the middle of the week during my busy season at work...always a quiet time. Take care my lovely bloggy neighbours. I'll catch ya on the flipside!

Monday, July 07, 2003

As American as Sand In Your Asscrack

Wow, my poor little bloggy poo, I have neglected you so much as its been quite a busy time here at work lately, but I will sneak in this time to show some love.

I had an absolutely amazing weekend. I got to spend time with ALL of my friends, which really ruled. Thursday night out at Thirsty Turtle was filled with some really great times with my friends from highschool, some of whom I haven't seen since the summer after graduation, and now most of them have graduated college. I danced with the upper classmen from varsity football team who wouldn't have (and didn't) give me the time of day in high school and I laughed in their faces and got away with openly mocking them and they were none the wiser. It was oddly (and in some ways pathetically) empowering. I think its safe to say they've all jumped the goddamned shark.

Friday: suare at Chez Anna and the RF Babies Mansion. Anna has a very deck deck. We swam, we drank frozen appletinis, we saw some fireworks, Anna's house was almost blown up, I got to spend time with my wonderful hubby, Patches (who makes an awesome cd!), the Doogster came out and partied and Maria and I made a whirlpool with everyone in the pool.

Saturday I cooked this delicious orzo with summer vegetable salad to enjoy with my family at our barbeque. My cookies however, were not so successful, but eh, we'll survive with out all the fat. Saturday night I went to my friend Megan's house who has a bitchin pool and a waterslide! (yes, a W A T E R S L I D E !) it ruled. We chilled, we drank some beers and the new frozen Arbor Mist drinks which were yum.

Finally around 2 am I called it a night only to wake up at 9 the next morning to go to Jones Beach in Long Island with all my girlies. It was sunny, warm, a perfect day for reading and listening to jazz on the beach. We got thrown in the ocean, got sand in our bums, but it was absolutely delightful.

:::le sigh::: I can not imagine a more perfect weekend. (c: Hope all of you had as great a time as I did. <3

Wednesday, July 02, 2003

I Salute Connecticuts Finest

At my job I have to read through police reports and decided whether or not the violation is false or not depending on the description here is an excerpt from one of those logs:

18:32 33 Riversville Road - Glenville Elementary School: Building checked and secure, key holder, stacy romain related that a hamster is missing somehwere in the bldg and may have set off motion detector

21:17 33 Riversville Road - Glenville Elementary School: The bldg was checked, but the rogue hamster was able to evade capture at this time.

God, Im proud of our police force. This is an actual report turned in by an acutal police officer. No wonder half of the fuckups from my graduating class are now on the police force.

Pooh Bear is So Wise

"When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry, you're probably just a little 11 o'clock-ish" - Milne

Tuesday, July 01, 2003


It is now 1:15pm and I am DREADING the impending arrival of Dean, my project manager. Dean is a retired engineer and he means well he but has the annoying habbit of creating all of these theoretical situations and then says "well i know it doesn't matter but what if..." Well, Dean, if it doesn't matter why are you even wasting my time with it, ass?

Dean is bringing with him, Bob, the other project manager. This isn't even a real project but they're kicking all of these hypothetical and utterly impossible situations around becuase people in my town are lawsuit happy. I appreciate they're trying to cover their ass, but they're overlooking the most basic aspects of the project in attempts to cover said ass. I wish I never got assigned to this project. Rar.


G I G A N T I C, HUMUNGOUS, girlie hugs to Petrina and Tina for their fabulous thoughtfulness and wonderful pressies. Hugs & smooches!

Birthday Pics

My cousin, me and my best friend, Ashley.

Tazz and I.

Missy & Jeff

Me & my tiara (and my kitty, Sonic)