5:23 PM|all's i know is that when i walked out of the PATH train (teary and bleary eyed) i scraped together 2 quarters and 5 dimes and headed over to the newstand and bought a ticket for the Big Game lottery.

$58 million


(please.)

4:33 PM|i failed the test miserably. didn't even get to the photoshop and quark parts. illustrator 9 did me in. fuck. fuck . fuck

cried all the way home on the path train. the homeless guys were looking at me like i was a lunatic.

the place said they would keep me in "mind for management positions since i am not that strong in illustrator"

that's my FRICKING strongest program.keep in mind i haven't done any print work really in almost 2 years

what the hell am i going to do?

i am depressed now.

11:24 AM|okay kids... grassroots panhandling here...





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9:27 AM|putting these links up here for my own purposes (in case i need to cheat refresh my momory)

http://www.rit.edu/~spmswww/frank/keyboard/kboard1.html

http://www.grafx-design.com/12photo.html

8:34 AM|holy sweet bejeezuz.

well, i have been on the phone with the unemployment office for the past half an hour. apparently i have to WAIT until JUNE *FRICKING* THIRTIETH to file a new claim. until then unemployment is OVER. holy fuck.

a quote from the pleasant unemployment #@*% woman:
"you already had 26 weeks of claims you don't get no more"

so what is she saying? that i DO get more checks coming to me? come ON with the double negative. this sucks....

i have a test today at 1pm at a design temp agency in newark (sweet god help me) they are testing me in Quark Xpress, Photoshop & Illustrator... can i mention that i haven't used quark in almost 2 years? photoshop, i am a little weak in my masking... and illustrator, i think i am fine in (watch me bomb in illustrator)

this is the closest i have come to an interview in 3.5 months. and before then i had only 1 interview that wanted to pay me 1/2 of what my previous salary was... and i was willing to take it. *sigh*

okay. stiff upper lip. maybe i will go spend this last unemployment check on some spandex, crotchless panties, some wicked high heels and maybe a feather boa... call it a bi'ness investment...

anyone know a good pimp out there (or maybe a recruiter?)

in the meantime i will still panhandle via the web. *am still shameless*

9:38 PM|this came in the mail today...


please click here. i am shameless now *sigh*

7:32 PM|woo ha! wow!! i feel loved!! i was just informed that i have been nominated for the Blog Babe of the Week on sixdifferentways.com.

what?! yes... lil' ol' me.

not sure WHEN i will actually BE the BBotW, but there have been nominations... care to add to them???

hmmmm... should i send them my photo of me with my kiehl's face mask or just a regular pic???

3:16 PM|

yikes! on new year's eve, i slammed my thigh (yes, that is my THIGH) into a table next to cathy's bathroom door. apparently it was right on the corner of the tableau.... 3 days later i am sporting a nicole simpson look on my leg. *whine* i am holding a quarter up to it. this ain't pretty, kids.

11:06 AM|okay. i just registered for the avon 3-day breast cancer walk... 60 miles from bear mountain, NY to NYC on october 11th-13th

"Another of our oldest and most popular 3-Days, over 4,500 people have made their mark on this path. The journey starts amid the gorgeous scenery at Bear Mountain State Park to the heart of the Big Apple for Closing Ceremonies inside the Manhattan skyline."

i have to drum up a minimum of $1900 by september... and even MORE important, i have to train so that i don't collapse after 1 mile!

wow!!! this is the mobile city i will live in for 3 days (when not walking...)

10:31 AM|i think i wanna do this finally...the avon's 3 day event... my dad's mom died of breast cancer... it's just that whole raising a lot of money that i am not sure that i can do.... (unless i step up and start pleading on this thing as if i was jerry lewis)

10:04 AM|so, big day planned for me over here....
finish organizing my place (closets especially since it HAD been pretty organized until i opened up the 2 doors leading to the black hole) and then trek over to weight watchers and start up again.

"this time for good!"

it's free registration there now, and i haven't been there in a month *sigh* starting over. that's it. i HAD done well on it up until that whole "losing my job/living at mom's" glitch... HAD lost 21.2 pounds between february 10th and june 14th... so, i gained some of that back *sigh#2* and i think i have only lost a total of 9 or 10 pounds, so it hasn't ALL come back, but i would like to get back on this wagon....

gee... the 1st meeting after the new year when everyone has made resolutions and there's free registration shouldn't be TOO packed, eh?

and i should use the stinkin' treadmill that i have... it's sort of the bastard cousin of this one from pro-form - has a "CD coach" that runs a program for you.... so you hear this perky woman yapping about how she's gonna start you off slow and then all of a sudden it speeds up to 4.2mph and automatically goes to a 90% incline... and then she says the warm-up is over and to pick up the weights on either side of the control panel....

meanwhile i am pulling a george jetson and am being looped around said treadmill... wait, that's not all the time, a couple of times i was thrown into the wall behind the machine and then slumped into the corner holding my shins while shivering in fear... all the while hearing "That's GREAT keep it up!! only 45 more minutes to go!!! Work it OUT!!! YES!!!"

11:23 PM|woo! i finished reading The Hobbit... awww. what a great book... now onto the fellowship of the ring!

a huge thanks to joe for helping me deal with some zip and exe files THANK YE!!!!

bland day spent revamping my resume and making it into a pdf. also i slept a lot. hibernation setting in? or a touch of the flu for a moment? could be both. have to take garbage out now. yay. oh. yay.

12:17 AM|wow... i almost forgot...

I RESOLVE TO GET A JOB THIS YEAR

10:14 PM|

6:12 PM|my main resolutions for 2002 are:

1] to stop dropping my R's from the end of a lot of words. i am starting to get a ridiculous north jersey accent - which will not do.

2] get back on that weight watchers bandwagon
(maybe get a nice anorexic or bulemic eating disorder up and running... see i am a Polish bulemic. i binge, but don't purge.... HAHAHA! thank you, i'll be here all week, folks!!! try the veal and tip yer waitress!)

3] fricking GO to nysc- since i have been paying $87 for my stupid membership each month. arrrrgh.

4] use my stinking treadmill. i mean since it IS taking up 1/3 of my apartment.

hmmmm.... that might be about it... nah, maybe try to have less of an effin' pottymouth....

okay. done... for now.

5:53 PM|

so i am sending out an official HAPPY NEW YEAR to y'all...

i am getting old. didn't even make it up to the roof of cathy's building last night. and that's only 1 flight further up.

let's see... started out the night going to see ocean's eleven. i had no problems with the movie (not a critic. let's just say the movie is easy on the eyes.) i got likkered up on popcorn and sno-caps...

then we stopped for pizza... and then we were at cathy's by 10:30-ish...

we proceeded to crack open some Harp... (never did make it to my guinness that i had brought over)

and we made pigs in blankets... mmmmmmmmm.... greeezy

i ate 90% of them. sam, the guy i slept with last night. started to shed so i had to take one of cathy's allergy pills...

and then good old dick clark began the countdown...

here's sam and i celebrating the new year...

more weenies and beer in 2002

today, there was no hangover. we woke up at 8am... headed over to the Westway Diner, ate a stack o' pancakes, eggs and sausage... then decided to go see the royal tenenbaums (i looooved this movie. i loved rushmore too, so there) more popcorn... and then on our way out of the flick, and down the escalator... we spot the Galaga and Ms. PacMan machine (yeah, they were BOTH on one machine.)


this is me playing Galaga... oh so intense.



and here're the scores for ms. pacman... oh hell yeah, i was Player 2 !!!!!
that's it. i have become lame at age 31. and celebrated new year's day by regressing to age 11. WOO!

3:52 PM|*whew* as it turns out... said doll collection in question was NOT (i repeat NOT) the GSB's... it was his roommate mike's American Girl doll collection...

okay... i am off to battle the throngs (not thongs) of people in NYC...

everyone be safe and have a happy new year!!!!

10:51 AM|well, i am heading off to cathy's this afternoon to begin the new year's eve festivities (which will NOT consist of getting sick at 11:55pm) probably will just consist of catching a movie and then going up on her roof - she lives in hell's kitchen [which is not that scary anymore, it's more like hell's cafe]... so we should have a great view of the ball and fireworks...

so thinking back on this year, i am posting what I consider to be my top ten favourite posts - some MAY be rants, since i didn't start blogging til may.

i lifted this idea from snazzykat

well, here goes:

10] my deaf peeping tom

09] matchmaker, matchmaker, find me someone who ain't a freak...

08] no more ballet career for me...

07] how much ground can a groundhog grind?

06] my first kiss...

05] wednesday september 12th...

04] the day i was laid off from digitas 06.19.01...

03] drunken cell phone useage...

02] meeting the grass skirt boy & the entourage...

and my favourite one is...

01] the day mom came back from the hospital...



THOSE are my favourites. have any yourself?

thanks SO much for reading this bit of drivel i write and have a really Happy New Year...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

7:50 PM|

hey there!!!well... long day! what happened? okay, let's see, it all began last night when the grass skirt boy canceled on me (we were supposed to go to see lord of the rings....) he's sick. poor kid.

so i threatened said i would bring over some soup sunday afternoon. (um.... not for nothing, but i was planning on killing 2 birds with one stone there. never have visited the grass skirt boy's batcave - complete with 2 henchmen - nor have i whipped up any food for him. except cheese. but that's just unwrapping, well, cheese.)

so off i went last night to Ye Ol Shop Rite to pick up the makings for my Nana's Chicken Dumpling Soup (which is said to cure cancer. unfortunately there is no proof of this claim, and my nana died of lung cancer... i digress)

i shan't give out the recipe, sorry. anyway, i made a vat of this. the GSB can attest to this.

i heated it up again this morning to bring over there, when all of a sudden my friend d@ve (who we shall call Mr. Tough Leather Pants from here on out) called saying his girlfriend got him 2 tix to the jets/bills game... WOO! my first Pro Football Game!!!! yay!!!

um... so... grass skirt boy's soup was put on the backburner til after the [*#@$!] game...

yadda yadda yadda. Mr. Tough Leather Pants and I head to the Meadowlands, sit in our seats on the 50 yd line - 33rd row - next to a giant man who's body spilled over into my seat. i have a crick in my neck from sitting all contorted. Mr. TLP and I have a couple of beers, some hot chocolate and watch the jets lose. i go home, grab the soup and make the journey out to the GrassSkirt Hut (sidenote: is it normal for a g.s. boy to have a doll collection? i mean i dated a guy with a beanie baby collection, and we all know what happened with HIM, don't we?)

now, mind you, the pot of soup is around a foot in diameter. and about 1.5 feet deep.

i know it sounds daunting to those less experienced in the art of devouring buckets of Chicken Dumpling Soup, but really for me... that would last a day and a half. seriously.

GSB ate a bowl, and god bless him, he didn't flinch or make a sour face. actually said he liked it. good! yay!

(and if he doesn't really like it, well, god bless him for lying :)

9:55 AM|isn't it lovely when an ex-boyfriend who you haven't spoken to in 10 months starts IMing you out of the blue at 9:45am... and he's drunk on a sunday morning.

excellent.

no idea WHY we aren't together still. heh.

1:12 AM|yay! mike posted his pics of our jaunt to the hard grove up on his site...

he is a swell egg. and yes, after much stalking (on both our parts) we got together despite the 3000 mile difference.