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Diva & Co.

Tuesday, September 30, 2003


Let me ask you something. Why are you alive?

I live to safeguard the continuity of this society, to serve Libria.

It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?

What's the point of your existence?

To feel! 'Cause you have never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking

Thats a lil bit out of the movie Equilibrium

Its a utopia stoy you know how those go but I liked this alot I thought maybe it woudl be dull but the action is fun story agian you see it comeing sorta cause what mroe can a utopian story be but it tells it good and i liked it i wish it was still on i wish it was 80 hours long

Monday, September 29, 2003

For My Local Peeps

Alright Boos & Ghouls (God, Im a nerd...)

October is almost upon us so as one last outdoor spooky outing we should do something fun, like go to Six Flags for Fright Fest. (insert spooky werewolf howl here)

Im thinking Saturday October 25th and aim to be there around 2-ish and stay for a while. Tell everyone you know, 'cause I didn't know many email addys to invite people, but it should be hella frickin' fun.

I hope at least some of you will come and if you bring one coke can between two people you can get half price admission (well 2 for the price of one but you'd split that price of one so its half price). Also we can prolly work out some sort of carpool to get down there so let me know if you want in or not.


Important announcement for the Girlies!

Brands don't mean everything...
This is how to test Lipstick for "Lead"... Keep reading. Lead is a chemical that causes cancer. Recently a brand called, "Red Earth" decreased their prices from HK$67 to HK$9.9 ... It contained lead.

The Brands, which contain Lead, are:

1. Christian Dior



4. Y.S.L



7. RED EARTH (Lip Gloss)

8. CHANEL (Lip Conditioner)

9. Market America-Motives lipstick

The higher the lead content, the greater the chance of causing Cancer. After doing a test on lipsticks, it was found that the Y.S.L. lipstick contained the most amount of lead. Watch out for those lipsticks, which are supposed to stay longer. If your Lipstick stays longer, it is because of the higher content of lead.

Here is the test you can do yourself:

1. Put some lipstick on your hand,

2. Use a 24k -14k Gold ring to scratch on the


3. If the lipstick colour changes to black then you

know the lipstick contains lead.

Friday, September 26, 2003

Happy Jew Year 5764

Psssst come to The Continental on Sunday see Silent Film Score


Whats that? I smell an age discrimination lawsuit. Buckle your fuckin' seatbelts.

Testing...testing, 1w2??

Stolen from Peter's blog.

Conscious self
Overall self
Take Free Enneagram Test

"1w2s can get very irate and vocal when they are unhappy, piss them off and you will hear it" Gee, ya don't say, lol

Thursday, September 25, 2003

Come Poop With Me

This Comes Out Rocktober 21st im excited about it
Who doesn't love poop jokes, Humping dogs ,and Insulting Suckkas

Wednesday, September 24, 2003

Dear WC Guy In My Office,

I have been forced to sit next to you for over a year now. This means I have also been forced to be subjected to your vile and otherwise rank stench of rotting elephant poop with hay and baby wipes. This also means I've had to endure you're fucking smelly assed Spanish cooking that you bring in and make everyone suffer through. Finally I have to suffer through you making your "business" phone calls ALL DAY, EVERY DAY.

I would just like to offer the following suggestions to you on behalf of everyone in the office who has no balls:
1) Take a fucking shower you reek of dirty uncleansed ass and its really unpleasant for us to have to be around you. Don't you ever notice that cloud of fucking lysol and Yankee candle room spray floating down on you? THAT'S BECAUSE WE CANT FUCKING STAND YOUR VILE ASS, DOUCHEBAG.

2) You might not want to clip your fingernails at your desk cause they fly onto my desk and that is fucking nasty. You don't want to piss me off because I'm contemplating retaliation which involves used tamps. So fucking knock it off.

3)When you're making a personal call, you might want to a) not make them in Spanish, cause its ABUNDANTLY clear that they're not for business, b) shut your fucking mouth when you're on one because I know what you're talking about and its Brazilian soccer matches and you think no one knows what you're talking about and you're fucking SCREAMING in my ear when I'm trying to actually field business calls, you fag, c) if I hear you say "Puta, Doctor" or "oon-bo-leavable" one more time I am gonna come over there and fucking choke you out with the phone cord, you useless piece of shit.

4) When I wear a skirt please refrain from telling me that I look beautiful in it because you're a fucking creep and that's sexual harassment cause you're a skeevy fuck. Its not my fault that you got into a fucking accident and can no longer run batches so leave me out of it.

5) Do yourself a favor and go die 'cause I fuckin' hate you!


P.S. No, this isn't PMS, I just really hate you.

Just a Statement

I want be a Polar Bear for Halloween.
All i need is a White hoodie Sweat Shirt a Bear nose And some Ears and black eye makeup and wamo Polar Bear

How On Earth??


Its me. Anyhow, you're right, I'm a little annoyed at what went on on Friday. You put me in a really akward position and I'm sorry, but I can't lie to someones parents, thats just really messed up so when your mom called you and said she spoke to me, it wasn't a lie, she did call and I did tell her that no, I did not have your computer. She knew I didnt have it even before I told her, she just called to make 100% sure. What you do with your family is your business, and what you do with [boyfriend] is your business, but please, I dont have time to be caught up in lies and the resulting drama of the lies for something that doesn't even directly affect me.

I know it sounds bitchy, but honestly: I am really busy during the week I have class m-th until 830 every night, I come home and have homework to do, only to get up and have to get ready for work at 6am the next morning. You guys have to stop bleeping me at like 3:45 in the morning 'cause I'm tryign to sleep and thats not fair.

I want to be friends with you and you know it, but you're making it really hard by putting me in these wierd situations. I already had to lie to my mom about one thing, but its out now so I can stop. I dont want to have to lie about stuff. It doesn't end well.

If you want to be mad at me for saying this, thats your choice and I suppose I respect it, but I hope you will realize your family is your family, you cant change that and it seems from the convo I had with your mom that you're pushing them away. I dont want to not be on speaking terms with you like we were for the last few years, I just can't get involved in stuff that doesnt involve me.


well i told them the truth like 5 days ago and i dont bleep you at 345
[boy] does...we call you because you dont call back. it seems to be that
you have so many more important things to do with yuor time than
actually call me back or hang out. and thats fine thats your decision. i
dont know if you call me then i guess we will talk and hang out and if you
dont them im sorry but i tried and i called and i left messages and
everything and by you ignoring me and everything is not what friends do.
if i put you in bad positions, my bad. i didnt think it was such a big
deal. but i guess to you it is. so i guess i just wont involve you in
my life anymore because you are too busy with your own. im sorry for
bothering you."

How on earth did that guilt trip almost work on me?
How on earth did you even have the balls and try to turn that around on me?
How on earth did you tell your parents the truth five days ago when on Friday your mom had called me to bust you in the lie?
How on earth can I possibly come out of this looking like the badguy? (Yet somehow I know I will)
How on earth did we grow so far apart as friends?
How on earth is it possible that we were inseperable and practically shared a brain and ended up on such different ends of the spectrum?
How on earth can you not see what you're doing to your life and try and help yourself?

Tuesday, September 23, 2003


Dear Lisa,

I love you very much. You are a strong and amazing person. Mwah!

Monday, September 22, 2003

Gwen Mad! Gwen Smash!

Okay I have been holding this in for quite sometime, but its finally come boiling to a head: FUCK YOU, JOB. FUCK YOU RIGHT IN YOUR DIRTY LITTLE ASS WITH OUT LUBE. FUCK YOU TIL YOU BLEED.

No, this isn't an angry rant about wheelchair guy or any of my other insensitive prick stories. This is a matter of just climbing out from under the moutain of bullshit that has been the last three years of my life.

First of all, when people come in and ask for a parking permit and I tell them its on the first floor, don't get huffy with me because you have to go back downstairs. If you actually read the letter you were sent, you'd have seen that it says the permits are issued by the Finanace Department, but available at the parking permit office on the first fucking floor across from the elevator. Also, it is not my fault that you are being charged a late fee on your bill becasue you decided you were too important to mail me a $10.00 check in July, and when you've paid late every single year for the last two years. Also, don't try and tell me that you've never paid this before, 'cause I'm gonna fucking tell you both of the past check numbers AND that you were late both times. It will only get uglier from there.

Last week I had an unfortunate accident: I went to the proctologist and he did a seemingly delightful thing by taking my head out of my ass, however this apparently removed me from being in the running and being qualified for any of the positions here in the Town. Furthermore, it is absolutely ludicris that I am not qualified to be a fucking secretary here, and its even more ludicris that I am qualified to be a financial analyst like Anthony and do the same work (PLUS my Alarm Ordinance duties on top of it) and still not be able to get the same pay rate as him 'cause of "union issues".

You know what: this isnt the first time this shit has happened. I should have taken that job at mastercard, but nooooooo, I decided that although you had fucked me in the ass once before it wasn't good enough, I wanted to stick around for more lubeless anal maraudings...that maybe this time I'd get lucky and you'd use something sharp like a fucking pine cone, you fucking jerkoffs.

I'm so out of here, you can keep paying me the same bullshit pay-rate you've got me at and dick me out of my first step which should have netted me 3k more a year cause there was an "issue" and I will just sit here and use your precious time to look for a new, better job with an entirely different set of bullshit co-workers and issues, but you know what: at least I'm choosing who gets to fuck me up the ass rather than leaving it up to my supervisors and union reps to decide who gets to hold the broom this week.

Fuck off and die and I will keep staring longingly at the paper cutter looking for a swift way to slit my wrists with it.

Pills are good...PILLS ARE GoOd!

Another smashing weekend with the totally awesome Boyfriend. Today is our very first "monthaversary", which is very smooshy and exciting. Yay!

Anyhow, we went down to the city on Friday night to see Trace Element play at Arlene's Grocery. They really rocked, the new singer, Danny, was amazing and the vibe the guys give off on stage now is just so awesome and can get you totally amped! After the show we went to Danny's apartment for some beers and to hang out. Really stand up guy. The boyf fell asleep while we were there, so we headed out around 1 a.m.

Bright and early Saturday morning who shows up to rouse us from our slumber? Caaaaaaaable Guyyyyyyy, but it was sweet 'cause now I have IO, the spiffy digital cable so I can watch Noggin and Tech TV with the cool kids like Sheeps and Anna. Dennis and I took turns beating the SNOT out of each other in Super Monkey Ball 2 (recently renamed "Super Perp Ball 2", but thats a story for another time). He headed home, I napped for a while and then headed out to the Red Door Spa for a really great, really relaxing massage. Came home, headed up to Rockland where Dennis and I met up with the always lovely, Christie at the J² (aka the Palisades Center) where we were denied foodage at the Cheesecake Factory again, beacuse of another 2 hour wait. We ended up eating at Romano's Macaroni Grill which was equally as yum and gave us some time to paruse the selection of exciting novels at Barnes & Noble. I swear to God, that store is crack to me. I love, love, love it! Before dinner we all scribbled on the table with some crayons, watched people leave their baby to eat a full portion of macaroni & cheese by himself and had the same crappy waiter we had last time. It was all good in the hood though, good company can make anything better.

Sunday was a day filled with manicures, pedicures and naps. I love naps, they're what weekends were made for. Anyhow we went to Eclisse, this really delicious northern Italian restaurant, for my Grandmother's birthday. My family all got along and there was no fighting. It was nice and unusual at the same time. Dennis came back up to CT sunday night and we went to Cosi in Rye for some S'mores and Arctic Vanilla Lattes. Also very yum and really nice to see him on a Sunday night since I usually only get to see him on Friday & Saturday. We went back to Chez Gwen for a lil while and started watching "Black Hawk Down", no matter how many times I watch that movie I still get really hyped up and pissed off about it and I still get really sad even though I know how its going to end. New discovery though, Legolas (aka Orlando Bloom) with out hair and a cute southern drawl is just as hot as he is with a bow and elvish ears. Anyhow, that raps it up for my weekend.

Oh I almost forgot FUCK YOU to my brother for getting 4 speeding vios in EZ Pass lanes in one week which resulted in the revocation of my ezpass account. Go fuck yourself and stop spending your money on pot and condums to bang your dirty "Jenny from the block" wannabe girlfriend and start paying for your own shit from now on or I'm gonna tell mom, douchebag.

Sunday, September 21, 2003

Silent Film Score

The Continental
25 Third Avenue
New York City, NY
Sunday, September 28 Doors Open @ 3:00 pm - $8.50

Okay so First show in Nyc and we have 30 tickets to sell so if peopel want to be my friend
then they would want to come and want to buy tickets and
I'll give them Hand-Jobs or not but now your thinking about it

Friday, September 19, 2003


To all the Peopel who Use Aim and Aol if you type in + then 1 then area code and cell number of someone then you cna message there phone
Example +12015555555 then it sends the message to the phone and its a new way to bother peopel with the wonderful world of the internet

So if people want to give me there Cell number (Ladies) i'll send them LOVE messages to there phones

P.s. This is not AIM for your phone this is Sending MEssages Threw Aim without a phone (From Computer to phone)


Greatest Experiment Ever...God, I love science.

Holy Hotness, Batman

I am SO proud to say taht these fine, hot, funny and awesome pieces of ass above are my friends. Aside from beign my friends, they'er also in a band called Trace Element who just so happens to be playing a show at Arlene's Grocery in Manhattan tonite at 10 pm. Some of you people better show your asses down there. Its gonna be a great time and there will obviously be hot, hot, HOT boys there and they sing and rock out like no other and it will be alot of fun. So y'all better come on down. For $7 its pretty cheap night out and if I know you and you show I'll even buy you a drink. We'll be partying well into the nigth so come down to party or even if you just wanna hang.

If you need more info you can call my cell phone number, and if you dont HAVE my cellphone number you can email me at dynamitediva628@yahoo.com to get it and I will give you a better idea of whats up. Please come out it will be so fun and you'll not regret it!

Ahoy There, Mateys!

Arrrrg, that be right: lest ye forget today is National Talk Like a Pirate Day (its also Friday, Payday and rock out with your boyfriend day for me so I'm REALLY stoked). In honor of this great day I bring you a great pirate joke:

A pirate walks into a bar with a ships wheel coming out of his pants. The bartender, scurvy bildrat that he is says "Uh, Sir, you know you have a wheel coming out of your pants?" The pirate simply replies "Argh yes, its driving me nuts"

Now laugh or walk the fuckin' plank.

Thursday, September 18, 2003

Nerd/Geek Pick Up Line Thursday

"Is that a hard drive in your case or are you just happy to see me?"


Oh yeah go to Blog Snob and check it out if you wanna find some new blogs. Pretty good stuff.

Also, thanks to my fabulous little Sheeple, you can all now link to my blog (if you want of course) with the following nifty lil banner rather than boring text:


Did you see the memo on this? Thats right, Im in charge again today, you little bastids, so ummmm....do you think you could get me those TPS reports?

Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Yay For My First Guest Blog!

Trace Element Showcasing at Arlene Grocery on Friday 9.19.03

Sup kinky? Trace Element will be rocking you like a proveribal hurricane Isabel at Arlene Grocery in Manhattan performing a 45 minute showcase set at 10pm. Be sure to come down and check it out, make sure you tell the door guys that you're there to see Trace Element and we'll meet you in the bathrooms after the gig for a love riot. Info below...

Friday Sept. 19th
Arlene Grocery
95 Stanton Street, New York, NY
10pm, $7 Cover

Peace out.

-Bob (**editors note: he's one fly ass hoochie**)
Trace Element

A Brand New Day

Well I want to apologize for yesterday, it was a little rough and I had to vent, but I guess in part thats why some of you come here: to read my maniacal and otherwise insane rantings. I have spoken to people at Nextel, and the dirtbag is blocked from calling me. All of his numbers (which unfortunately cuts me off from his sister, who is one of my friends).

Anyhow, I want to say THANK YOU SO MUCH to The Boyf for calling me up last night to tell me silly jokes and make me laugh and remind me of how awesome he is and that I don't need to worry myself about all this crap. So, yay.

This morning the power was out at my job for 2 hours. Rather than sending us home, they mayoral figure and A-Number-One Douchebag, decided to keep us here "just in case". Unfortunately the power came back on, but it was fun to not do anything for a few hours. Everyone just sat around and acutally got to talk to each other and it was nice to get along. We all chipped in money and Pat got sent on a Dunkin' Donuts Run to get some coffee and for everyone. It was fun to have an impromptu mini party. I haven't acutally done any REAL work yet this A.M. though as I've been doing work on my Western Civ presentation on the "Carolignian Renaissance" and getting some stuff together that I have to mail at lunchtime from ebaY sales I've made.

So in conclusion, I just wanted to let you all know that I'm feeling much more cheery and back to my usual Gwennish self. I also wanted to share a joke with you that I love love love...
Q: Why did the cookie go to the hospital?
A: Because he felt CRUMMY Get it?? Get it?? ::rimshot::

Don't forget to tip your waitress, you've been a great crowd.

Tuesday, September 16, 2003

P.S. Here's An Idea...

When you call someone and they don't answer, leave a message and if they don't call you back then it prolly means they hate you and hope you die and you should fuck off. It is not a good idea to keep calling six times while someone is in class trying to be smart and pay attention and be better than you. Its called harassment and tomorrow the good lil elves at nextel will know about it too. So what you get is more Maroon 5:

"How dare you say that my behavior is unacceptable
So condescending unnecessarily critical
I have the tendency of getting very physical
So watch your step cause if I do you'll need a miracle

You drain me dry and make me wonder why I'm even here
This Double Vision I was seeing is finally clear
You want to stay but you know very well I want you gone
Not fit to fuckin' tread the ground I'm walking on

When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe

What you are doing is screwing things up inside my head
You should know better you never listened to a word I said
Clutching your pillow and writhing in a naked sweat
Hoping somebody someday will do you like I did

When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love
You'll understand what I mean when I say
There's no way we're gonna give up
And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe

Does it kill
Does it burn
Is it painful to learn
That it's me that has all the control

Does it thrill
Does it sting
When you feel what I bring
And you wish that you had me to hold

I need it to be Friday asap.

Dear Joe,

Please stop calling me at three a.m. and telling me all these inane things about how you dream of me and how it "means something" and its a "sign". Clearly, all it is a sign of is the fact that you're a complete drug addict, psychotic loser.

I don't care if you're "over Reenie", I don't care how many times or on what precious thing you swear you'll never cheat on me again. I don't care that you'll never raise your hand to me or yell at me again. I know you won't do any of this anymore becuase I'm not ever going to give you the chance to.

I'm through with you, I've BEEN through with you, I have found someone so far superior to you in every aspect that he makes your mere existence seem like a cruel, cruel joke to the world. You had the best thing you could have ever imagined and thankfully for me, you didn't realize it so now I've gotten away from you and I'm done, through, finished.

Please stop calling me or I will have the lovely people at nextel block you from calling me, and should you try to call me from Colleen's phone, I will have a harassment complaint filed against you. You are so last summer....no, you are so last lifetime. You suck, go get your own life and stay out of mine. Its like Maroon 5 said:
"Does it make you sad to find yourself alone? And does it make you mad to find that I have grown? I'll bet it hurts so bad to see the strength that I have shown.

Hoping to never hear from you again,

Monday, September 15, 2003

Oh My Freaking God

I just watched this at work and I was trying so hard not to laugh and I ended up doing this huge snort at my desk and now everyone is looking at me and I cant stop laughing and I dunno why, but this is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo funny.

I Almost Forgot...

I almost forgot a H U G E congrats to my girlies, Lisa, who passed her second certification exam for her job and is now "Super Cute Lisa, R.M.D.S." (or is it rdms?) And Fuzzy, who got the department switch/promotion(?) that she had been hoping for. I am tres proud of both of them. They are both now WAY more official than you and cooler, AND I knew they could do it and I am so, so, so, so proud of them. Way to go, girlies!

Sunday, September 14, 2003

Cuteness Abounding

The Boy & I (pictured below from back in the winter) had such a great time just relaxing and chatting it up and snuggling this weekend. Another great time indeed. He recapped it all already on his blog so if you're that interested you can check it out over there. He's the bestest though.

In other news, we rescued a 12 yr old cocker spaniel from the Elmsford Animal Shelter in Elmsford, NY. He has an absolutely sweet disposition and for a 12 yr old dog he's got a lot of life in him and the cutest lil puppy trot I've ever seen! He is already making friends with the cats, and our other pup, Sahara. Though we may not get to spend that time with him as he is quite old, at least he won't have to spend the rest of his days in a cage waiting for someone to adopt him.

I know everyone loves puppies and kittens, but there are a lot of older pets out there who need love too and would make AWESOME pets (sometimes better than the babies 'cause they're already trained and what not). They're just as loyal and sweet and calm so they wont destroy your house and many of them still have lots of years of love and nuzzles to give you. Just something to think about. Also if any of you guys are in the area and looking you should DEFINTILEY check out E.A.S., 'cause they have a really big selection and are really helpful with the adoption/transition process. Also if you have any old comforters, blankets, towels, cleaning supplies or really anything useful, rather than throw them out, think about donating to a local animal rescue agency, its expensive to care for all of these pets with out consistent funding and knowing you helped the lil furries will make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. < /soapbox>

Friday, September 12, 2003

I Give Up On Sports

Okay, so I'm a natural loser picker. I accept that. I root for the NY Jets, the NY Rangers and the NY Mets. I accept mediocrity, in fact I root for the underdog, not to beat the odds, but rather becuase, well....someone's gotta root for 'em.

Anyhow, the Jets season is over 'cause the great white hype, Chad Pennington, broke his hand preseason so we're stuck with Vinny QB-ing and I personally have no hand eye coordination, but am a better QB. NOW the f'n Rangers have lost Pavel Burre pretty much permanently due to knee injuries and Leetch is also out this season AND the deal fell thru for Jagr so again we get the shaft. What I don't understand though is this: last year the roster on paper for the Rangers looked absolutely unstoppable and they still sucked balls. What the hell, yo? Rar.

Death Pool?

Did anyone pick John Ritter or Johnny Cash in Boz's Death Pool? If so, maybe thats what he should use the "blogger hoodie prize" for.

Thursday, September 11, 2003

Ahoy, lil Mateys!

You guys better mark your calendars because September 19th is coming. I will be blogging & commenting only in the style of the day, and I expect you if you're going to email, IM or comment to me you better extend the same courtesy. Now go brush up on your lingo.

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

New Look, Again...

Okay kiddies, this is it...new look I am very proud of the changes I made to the template. All I need is a new logo graphic, so I turn to you. It needs to be the same black and pink that my blog colors are and it needs to say "Musings of a Dynamite Diva" (I don't care whether or not you work in the mumblings rumblings and stumblings part) and I want a bomb with a reverse "D" logo like the one picture here (but black and pink black and pink!!!!)

Good luck, lets get creative and the winner will get hella crazy mad props (hows that for an incentive, eh??)

SFS Basment Show

6 Howland Circle
West Caldwell, NJ 07006
Saturday, September 13 @ 4:00 pm - $5

Outsmarting Simon (<---psst there coool Check them out)
The Art Party
Played Out


Blogger is getting rid of its pay services because of the Google merger because they have enough bandwith now. So now everyone will have the same features with or without paying, but becuase I bellied up to the bar and acutally paid for this thing back in the day, they're doing something very nice for me. They're giving me a FREE BLOGGER HOODIE! I know you're all jealous 'cause you're prolly like me and stare longingly at the Blogger & Google merchandise, but you just can't bring yourself to pay for it. Now I get to have the pretty hoodie and be warm and blogalicious all over town. I know, I know its not really free, but since I'm not shelling out for it now, its all good in the 'hood(ie!). What has movable type ever given you? Suckers!

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

Now what, son?

Go read Sabrina's Blog...she's better and funnier than all of you...oh yeah and cooler too, well except maybe Tina, 'cause she's all that and a bag of chips AND a John Deere tractor.

Oh yeah one more thing: my boyfriend is way better than yours...why? 'Cause he's the best. :p

Chim Cham Is a Bad Dog

Dog Barking make it stop it hurts my brain she barked all night and wouldn't let me sleep shes a bad dog she hates me its a evil evil plot
dont get English pointers there bad dogs
and ugly
and smellty
my stomach hurts shes barking again end of post

Monday, September 08, 2003

Haircut Haircut Haircut!!

Sunday, September 07, 2003


I have tasted Glory and its name is The Reeses Sepcial Limited Edition Big Cup
its one big reeses like 2 combind into one its amazing and limited so look for it as of now i can only buy it at the 7-11 so check your 7-11 and enjoy the big cup

Here Try to win a whole box for Free

Weekend Recap

Another weekend filled with awesome boyfriend-y goodness. I am so, so lucky. In related, but unrelated news, I haven't taken my Paxil in over a week and except for this one wired auditory side-effect I'm doing fine. Normally I get very nauseous and sick and tired and icky, but I consciously decided to stop taking it rather than just running out of it and I'm doing well. I guess there is something to be said for being generally happy and functioning normally.

Friday Doogie came up here to CT and we had planned on having some sushi and renting The Two Towers and just vegging and maybe building a blanket fort in my super comfy bed, but this didn't end up being the plan. Ashley (yes, the girl I was having all the loan problems with) called me up to tell me how the problem was getting resolved and she ended up telling me a lot of really bad news she was having so I offered to take her out for one drink, also to give Dennis a chance to meet her. My friend Stacey was having a party at our favorite watering hole, The Turtle (which has since been renamed the Hungry Hamster), and the plan was to just go for one drink. Well, prior to even getting there the drama started. I don't want to get into it in case some of the people involved actually read this, but it was MEGA dramatic. One drink turned into three or four or maybe more. There was some dancing, some more drama and some spilled drinks, but all in all it was fun. It was an interesting way for Dennis to meet some of my friends, but now he knows I don't make all the drama up, LOL.

We got back to my house and there were a few disasters with a martini shaker filled with various schnapps (Jon, think Sudi's upside down martini shaking) and a piece of lemon coconut cake that I wasn't apparently meant to have. It was funny for me though cause I was a "maroon" as the boy says, but he knows he was laughing too. We got snuggly for a lil bit and fell asleep together for a nap, it was really sweet.

Saturday was a parade in Pearl River where Dennis and his boys from "The Hut" were marching. They all looked awesome in their uniforms and clean up real nice. They won two trophies as well. After the parade, there was a lot, and I mean a lot of beer drinking. What is it about free beer that makes it taste so good? Anyhow, I got to know some of the people there from the fire house a little better and ate some yummy food and danced and laughed a lot. It was a pretty good time. Let me tell ya 2 things I've learned: 1) firemen can DRINK 2) firemen can really have a good time. I'm a little scared of the "mysterious cowboy fireman" and his line dancing ways (no, I did NOT line dancee), but it was another really nice night.

We definitely weren't meant to get our sushi this weekend, but next weekend we've agreed regardless of what else comes up one night is definitely going to be a movie/sushi/snuggling night ofgoodnesss. Oh yeah and tomorrow I am getting that fancy new IO digital cable so I will be able to wax intellectual on the marvels of TechTV, Noggin, and all the other "money" channels that all the cool kids are talking about these days. Oh yeah, I'll also finally have HBO again. YAY YAY YAY!

Saturday, September 06, 2003

Vagina R Evill

I Just Realized you can Spell Vagina R Evill when you rearange Avril Lavigne

Friday, September 05, 2003

My Pants Are Tight

Thursday, September 04, 2003

1,000 Things

'I'm overjoyed and over loved and feeling lucky
like a little boy who's hiding under covers
and looking to discover any way to play the part inside his darkened cave
well the meaning of life it starts at the nightlight
close your eyes and hope to see mine

well I've seen a thousand things in one place
but I stopped my counting when I saw your face
erasing memory I feel as though I've never seen a face before
until I saw your eyes smiling back at me thru my tears
I've been counting all these years
Now suddenly the thousand things I've seen were
nothing more than dreams of you and me

you and me quietly at a stand still
fortunately you will kiss me and I'll kiss you back
fact of the matter of is that I don't know what the latter is
that I always wanted to kiss you but
I always wanted to run from you
Because I always wanted to miss you
And that I've always wanted to come for you

So... how do you do? - j. mraz

Check Out the Girlie Goodness

I "adopted" the gorgeous faerie over in the Diva Stats section at an awesome website full of "dollz" :Josie's Dollz go love her!

God, I Love The Internet

Better than sex, god I'm a nerd...


Squirrel Of The month

I named him Krandel he likes the ladies, nuts ,and skurring up trees
why is he squirrel of the month well because i was looking at pictuers of squirrels and wanted ot post one
pluss i cant find any online documantation of the Jimmie Deans (sp?) comercial where men chase squirrels then the squirrels chase the men
its a Grade A Comercial i say
so in conclusion Skamper on Skamper on pluss look at this Site on Squirrel Hazing

Wednesday, September 03, 2003

What is stash bash its Kevin Smith haveing a party in his store Jay and Silent Bobs Secret Stash

When ..... September 28 Where.... Redbank

why is it exciting ...... cause the first one they had was or looked from the pictuer

why it will be wrong ...... the 50 strangers who get to have a chance to go after writitng a 50 word essay

Bounus - No Drinks or anyhting cause its to celibrate jay comign out of rehab

so the pluss is its a party-- the minus is the all strangers in the tiny store

Rainy Rantings

Today its quite rainy and rather dreary and I just don't want to be in a happy shiny mood. Thats not to say that anything is pissing me off, but its hard to smile sometimes when you're like this. Mix that with the fact that I haven't had a cigarette since Sunday and you have a particularly irritable Diva.

I'm really getting annoyed with the "News Media", the bastards are completely and utterly irresponsible. First of all they're all trying to jump the gun and get the "breaking news" on a story and they start reporting non-stop on something they have only barebones facts about and half truths. Then they have to come out and tell the REAL story a few days later 'casue they were all trigger happy and got it all fucked up. Heres an idea: why don't you do yourself the favor and wait til you get a few SOLID facts before you go blowing things entirely out of proportion and getting everyone in a tizzy. Secondly: why don't you stop giving out these exclusive, behind-the-scenes security details about airports, powerplants and military operations. Why don't you just throw a feed into Osama Bin Laden's fucking cave and tell him exactly what we're planning and where our weaknesses are and then maybe see if he could pencil in a good time to attack us again, you fucking idiots!

I appreciate that we live in a free society and with all the new technology we have its easy for us to explain things, and I know people are naturally nosy bastids, but I'm sorry, I dont think that we as a society need to know all the intimate details of our national security or lack there-of. I would rather have you retards keep your fuckin' mouths shut so that we could stop giving the terrorists new ideas on how to attack us. Do the words "Loose Lips Sink Ships" mean nothing to anyone anymore. If you're willing to sacrifice security to be "in the know" about stuff, why dont you join the fuckin' service so you can be in the know and do something positive about it instead of just using it as useless watercooler fodder.

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I have school again tonight and once again I'm actually looking forward to it. Probably just cause its the begining of the school year where I think I can acutally make it through a semester without dropping out. Maybe I'm just motivated 'cause I finally want to get this over with so I can take care of more important things.

On a happier note: all is well with me and Ma Dukes again so I'm happy about that, and although I'm missing someone, I know the weekend is coming so we'll be able to rock out real soon. Oh yeah and its payday this weekend, so thats SUPER sweet and I'm finally growing a set and starting to stick up for myself with someone very bad. A battle is looming, and although its gonna be bloody and ruin a friendship and hurt feelings it has to be taken on before it gets worse. Oh yeah, and if she tries anything I can break her arm six ways now, goddamn, I'm good. :p

Well thats it for now, catch you kiddies on the flipside. Mwah!

Its like a Crazy Tv Plot Evil Man Forceing someone to rob a bank with a explaoding collar around his neck oh man its bad ass
and I bet the people that ordered the pizza were really pissed when they found out there pizza isn't comeing
see being viag makes you click it and read it so read it then comment you Filthy ape people

Tuesday, September 02, 2003


Why Me?

Why did my mom raise me as a strong and independent person? Why do I care and care and care about people and try to help them only to get aggravated when they don't try to help themselves? Why are most of the people in my life a disappointment in the respect that they have so much potential and instead are lazy and feign helplessness? Why can't I just let them be to fail on their own and why do I internalize it like its my problem and then wonder why I get all these anxiety & panic attacks?

Weekend Review of Sorts

The boyfriend (yes, I said boyfriend...Eeeee!) came down to CT and we went to Stamford Brew Co. and Hula Hank's for some drinks. Needless to say I got a lil ferschnukered, but its all good in the hood. We headed back to my house for some TV and a walk around the block cause it was a really nice night and then I hit the proverbial hay shortly thereafter.

Slept in a little and woke up to find my mommy was hella pissed at me about cosigning for a car for my witch of a former best friend. Understandable, but needless to say she's still angry and I hate hate hate hate it when my mommy is angry with me. Met up with the Doogie at the Palisades Center at The Macaroni Grill for lunch and then headed up to Joisey to collect the Sheeps at which point we headed out to Shaolin to hang with the lovely and othewise rawkin' Miss Anna. There was some drinking ("I have crippled kids, why dont you just field goal my cat while you're at it?!?!"), some Degrassi, some swimming, a proposed trip on the ferry and some scary, bad news about some friends (I hope you guys are doing better). I also learned how to break your arm in six places so don't F with me! :p

I went up to Rockland for Doogie's Fire Company picnic. I met his family and many of his friends. Needless to say it was a little nerve-wracking, but it ended up being a lot of fun. (Get out of the way, DUMMY!) Seeing him in the context of those guys makes me realize how he could possibly have so many nutty stories, hehehe.

I slept all goddamned day waiting for my family's rained-out cookout to commence, but it didn't end up happening until later that night which gave me just enough time to get aggrivated by someone really annoying. Here is a thought: when someone doesn't answer your 15 cellphone calls or 5 messages from that day, you probably shoudln't call their house, 'cause chances are they REALLY don't want to talk to you. Rar. Anyhow, Doogie was so sweet and drove all the way up here to get some coffee and listen to me vent a little and see how insane the phonecalls from said certain someone were. Honestly though, God bless that kid, 'cause he saw me run the entire gammut of emotions in a 36 hour period and he's STILL talking to me and acutally intrested in dating, talk about trial by fire. He's the best, seriously, and its nice to be able to finally brag about him out in the open. (c:

Monday, September 01, 2003


wow i forgot but 24 is on FX all day today all 24 episodes of season 2

and on WAM is The Tribe marathon witch ends with the new episodes of Season 5 tribe

The Tribe is so awesome
"Look into the furtur what do you see
I really need ot know now is there aplace for me
If were ganna survive the dream must stay alive"