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i'm back! just got in a little while ago... had a GREAT time!

no snowboarding this weekend... minimal skiing on friday - then i wiped out because my boots were too tight and cutting off all circulation to the point where i couldn't feel my feet... so when i wiped, i effed up my left thumb)...

a LOTTA hot tubbing was had and then we went snow tubing this afternoon...

all of us are sick... must be from soaking in the hot tub for 5 hours on friday night playing Truth or Dare and winding up jumping into the snow a few times and then jumping back in the tub... with wet hair and snow falling... yep... you should hear my cough....

will yap more later - i am sore and sick and will get photos developed tomorrow (had to take disposable camera images in the hot tub and at the snow tubing place)

--- i must say to you that most of the photos will not be viewed on here, because what happened in vermont.... stays in vermont

this is the house we stayed at - dan is a kick-ass host!!! (picture the snow about 4 feet high in front of all the windows on the deck.... 'twas AWESOME!)

(by the way - Happy Groundhog Day!)

when i was up in the cabin, the most surreal part of the trip was sitting there saturday morning, the 4 of us (the other 3 went up to Magic mtn), we had flipped on cnn and there the news was just breaking.

i resisted the urge to sit and watch the station all day (like i had when i was in my cousin's cabin in margaretville when jfk, jr's plane went down)

but there was sadness. and i got to thinking about january 28th, 1986 when i sat in my bathtub writing in my journal... i found the journal (you get to read it without the 15 year old girl cursive writing, scratch-outs and tear marks... there are possible spelling errors left in, though) :

January 28th, 1986 - Tuesday
The Space Shuttle Challenger was on it's 25th mission. It was 1 minute and 39 seconds after lift off when it exploded.

The 6 astronauts and the 1st teacher on the ship, were killed. G. Jarvis, F. Scobee, M. Smith, R. McNair, J. Resnik, E. Onizuka, and Christa McAuliffe (teacher)

We heard about it in school. It freaked me out. The teachers last words before she boarded were something like - "We boarded this ship as 7 seperate bodies, but we will become one soul."

Christ! Gave me chills up & down my spine.

It blew up right in front of my eyes! freaked out. Flags are at "half-mast" for a full week. I must've seen the replay about 239 times. At least.

Well, I've gotta go I'm still watching this. It's been on since 11:40am, now it's 11:07pm.

Later Love ya Love,
Erin Patrice Danielle Bennett Tues 1-28-86

P.S.-
Jimmy Hall is going out with Kate Zitzner. CRAP Fill you up to date later.

Later Love ya Love,
Erin Patrice Danielle Bennett 1-28-86 Tuesday

okay - not the most riveting journal entry... especially the PS, but that's how i was feeling 17 years ago... now if you change the names, leave out the part about Jimmy Hall dating someone, and say it was the Columbia that perished, i have to tell you that i was still "freaked out"

very sad - not trying to be funny, but i always have this nervous humor that comes out at times like this.

Have to tell you that Christa McAuliffe's quote still gives me chills, too.

two of my favourite cartoonists, david horsey and steve breen, have illustrated tributes...

go here for more editorial cartoons

so, T-minus 45 minutes til tomorrow's date calls me tonight to make plans...

not going to say much about him right now, because there's a possibility that my url was thrown in with an email by mistake (automatic footer thing)

but... he's 38 years old... is in the emerald society... lives in the town where i grew up... and... get this... his last name begins with O'

an O-APOSTROPHE!!!

an O-Apostrophe AND the emerald society!!!

an O-Apostrophe, the emerald society AND his father was from Ireland!!!!

(not for nothing, but for a girl named erin, this is almost like finding the Holy Grail)

well, i will be fleeing work by 6:30pm at the latest tomorrow night - O'Boy™ is picking me up at 8pm... at my apartment...

eh... unfortunately, i haven't really been around on the weekends for the past 2 months to work on the cleaning.... and when i've gotten home from work during the week... cleaning is the last thing on my mind...

my hope is that i will be spruced up and ready by the time he rings my doorbell and that i can just say "okay! let's hit the road, jack" (no. his name isn't jack)

looking like i am going to be up straightening the apartment... just in case i still have eyeliner to slap on. while he waits on my couch....

crud. this means i am going to have to move the 85% finished horse-crossing-river jigsaw puzzle that i opted to work on instead of vacuuming the flat.

*sigh*

why's he have to be a gentleman picking me up at my door and all?!

(heh... yay!)

i am so screwed. i didn't clean very much. please let tomorrow be a decent hair and makeup day so that nothing major has to be done at 7:45pm
(no pots and potions. no scaffolding. no spot putty or spackle... )

should have given myself a manicure tonight...

eh... my face is attempting to play a joke on me... it has broken out... in 3 seperate locations...

okay... ha. ha. not funny! knock it off... you've played your little trick on me, now clear up!

come on.

seriously... clear up!!!

eff.

joke. blonde joke (sorry to all the blondies out there):

sunday... vermont... right before getting my ass kicked from snow tubing

and this... this looks disgusting... but, let me tell you... mother of gawd! it was wonderful. fresh sliced ham. freshly baked bread. 2 year old aged Vermont Cheddar Cheese and - here's the stuff that makes the tastebuds twitterpated... cinnamon pear jam...

yes. jam.

had a really nice time on the date last night... dinner was really good...

(chicken parm... see, i CAN eat normal food items... can't believe that last post brought all you commenters out of the woodwork like that)

wants to "get together again"... good. he had the Robert Schimmel cd in his suv... we listened to it a bit... laughter ensued (i love robert schimmel)

got a kiss - one of those first-date-sweet-get-to-know-you-more-at-a-later-point type of kisses... was nice. not used to not making out like a hussy on a first date :)

i forgot to thank him for dinner... so 2 minutes after he drove away i called him on the cell phone and said "i think i forgot to thank you for dinner, so... thank you, had a great time"

he seemed taken aback, laughed and said "you're welcome" and then i said "that's all, drive safely... have a good night"

am i a freak? i'd rather have done that than be thought of as not thanking him for dinner

tonight we went (5 of us) to some mexican place in morristown-area called the Sage Brush - had karaoke... nope, i didn't get up there, was close to singing "Sometimes When We Touch" but the crowd was sketchy... didn't want to incite a riot with the bikers...

good time...

just got home - missed the West Wing - anyone wanna fill me in on what happened!?!?@!?!

also - just got wind that my site will probably be down tomorrow (thursday) night from 11pm til 5am-ish... (see below)

this is the crazy assed thing that i had to design today for work.

seriously.

my aunt sent me this cute thang...

horseys!

so tomorrow night is the big apple blogger bash at zanzibar...

(for those who remember - and for those who don't - the last time i went to zanzibar, i wound up throwing white castles at some guy and then kissed an afghani after pretty much harrassing chad lowe who was at a cast party at the bar...)

don't worry, those of you heading to the bash, i shan't guzzle guinness with white chocolate martini chasers

for those of you going, please - if you see this person - stop by, say hello!!! (yes. that's me)

unfortunately, i haven't gotten around to sending my laundry out to be done... have no idea what scraps of clothing i have to wear to the shindig... wore my favourite outfit on the date on tuesday...

*sigh*

so after my last post, not a nanosecond after i hit the submit button, the entire building lost power. scared the hell out of me. luckily fred was still there and we were about to leave anyway, but still.... very scary - had to walk down the fire stairs... and then out in the parking garage, there weren't any lights... THAT was the creepiest thing, haven't run that fast to my car in ages...

blah blah blah after work, since i am still tikked off about breaking out the other day - i signed up for tanning - it's been a while since i went to a tanning salon, like about 2 years (had gone to tanning for 16 years) so this one in rochelle park is great! for $10 i was able to have a face tanner/bed for 30 minutes - i love the tanning salons that aren't really strict when it comes to time limits - they asked how long i wanted to go in for... yep... fry me (yeah yeah, if you are about to yell at me on the dangers of tanning... don't. it won't help.)

so i am burnt, but it feels good. i love this feeling...

that's another thing, all of you going to the BABB tomorrow - if you see a red-faced chick... that's me....

enough about the tanning. now to speak about the whiter than white no-nosed freak who i can barely look at because he's making me sick... he is insane. and the people who are allowing this skeezeball to sleep with their kids are idiots...

"milk and cookies"... come on!

makes my blood boil... wait, no... the tanning bed brought it to a boil earlier...

the first inch has fallen

the tanning is now a burning... i am a lobster...

the snow is about 3 or 4 inches deep - i am staying home from work. i can't deal with the idiots who drive up here when it's clear and dry out... much less snowing - plus there are a lot of accidents already out there.

and my apartment is freezing, my extremities are changing color (more of a purple actually when mixed with the red of my skin)

so, since i am sitting here at home (writhing in pain still) i flipped on mtv's clone high: usa

it's clones of famous folks in history and they are all in high school... apparently, the some folks are upset over the ghandi character

i checked out on imdb to see if will forte from snl (he has a character "tim calhoun" - a guy running for senator or something - on snl) very distinct voice... lo and behold he is on this animated series...

the show is cracking me up.

a lot of well known (to me) names are lending their voices to it...

clone high:usa... normally on monday nights at 10:30pm

okaym so the only camera i have to use tonight is my crappy one... since i didn't go into work, i didn't get to bring my good camera with me. dang.

eh... i can't download images til monday anyway, dammit, ever since i upgraded my system to 9.1, my software for image downloading is all out of whack...

*sigh*

after the babb, i am meeting up with cathy and we're going to see Chicago at the zeigfeld...

am in pain. my "girls" are really sunburned.... barely can move.

it just took me 7 minutes to ease my way into my bra....

this is a torture device when mixed with sunburn

mother of gawd.
i had to take my bra off to put my jeans on... that was pleasant... although i did cut time off of putting my bra back on by using my jeans as the buffer when i do the front to back twist... only took 4 minutes this time...
no shirt yet. HAD planned on a wool sweater... eh... that won't be happening. think a tank top might be pushing it? *sigh*

have i mentioned what an ass i am?

okay... two things i need to recap from last night...

the second is the movie Chicago... i absolutely LOVED it... maybe it's because i never saw the musical... but it made me actually warm up to catherine zeta-jones... queen latifah -- mother of god the "girls" on her were more like "women"... and renée zellwegger was fantastic... i even liked richard gere... very funny. i love love love john c. reilly, though...

that said... chicago-go-go see it (note: i have turned into gene shalot)

the first thing that i need to yap about - sans photos [those are coming on monday] - is the big apple blogger bash 2003 a.k.a. the BABB

got there around 7:15 last night... the first people i met were Brian The (646) Guy (he hosted the shindig...), the redhead, and g.i. jane

(this is going to be a big post of name droppings and such... this means GO to all if these links and love them)

next up, i needed a beverage... the "looking-for-porn-in-all-the-wrong-places" paul katcher swooped in and picked up the tab on my guinness... and i was given a heartbreak gingersnap cookie baked exclusively by pitchaya....

the "friends don't let friends blog drunk" shirt worn by paulfrankenstein can be purchased at his site... but go there now to check out some photos... there's a lovely sunburnt jowly profile of me on it... (my entire face is swollen from the sun... and maybe a little fettucini alfredo)

along with the p.f. man, i met fellow jersey city-ite / ny party crasher ken goldstein, a swell egg who i didn't get to yap with all that much

rickey of blue red orange, in my opinion had the best card promoting his site of course, i only collected 3

i am now onto my 2nd beverage... the faces are becoming a blur - not because i am drinking, but because there are a lot of them, and there are a lot of blogs i haven't read i am realizing...

shared a wall with alex from brokentype

i see will from msnbc so i go over to thank him for his thorough recap of this week's west wing... so he and i and jason kottke started yapping about the west wing (do you like how i just casually name-dropped the elusive kottke? smooth, eh?)

mr. swill... wish him luck but don't jinx him.... great site, really nice guy...

the raving athiest aprés-falling off his stool... those will be up on monday (dammit! why isn't this program working anymore!!??)

right before leaving, i met erin aaron of godofthemachine.com and then i said my goodbyes...

had fun.... i left at around ten of 9 because the movie was at 10... i could have stayed there yapping and getting more and more drunk, but, i would rather have people read about how tipsy i can get instead of showing them firsthand

*** sorry to those of you who i met yet the name escapes me....

****update: i forgot allan - how the heck could i forget him???? ****

so, not for nothing, and i don't expect him to call till monday or tuesday since he's working and all, but if the O'Boy™ doesn't ring me up, i found this off of southern relish... it's called hurrydate i think i have 3 minutes of good material to work with for 25 guys...

of course, any guy would be fine to date, as long as he doesn't turn out like THIS date i had

remind me to buy some ginko biloba

although, it's nice to know that others can remember things for you still intact the way you left them

well, i should be cleaning my apartment... believe me, it's a pit. but since the agony of stupidity has rendered me useless i have been sitting here scrounging around on some sites...

just in time for valentine's day!!!!! go! send some beeeeee-u-tee-ful postcards!!

[from the not so soft blog via frankenzilla]

... now i am retiring over to the couch for a little saturday-nothing-on-the-tee-vee crap (unless i rent porn off of On-Demand... how's that paul? a little porn thrown into the site)

i admit i haven't been over to edrants in a while (forgive me)... but when i just meandered over, i happened upon this...

heh. nice, ed. :)

sitting at home... took a peppermint tea bath to try and alleviate the pain of sunburn - helped for a little while... anyway, i stumbled upon this link which i am chuckling and i am also looking around my apartment to see if anyone saw me chuckling... then i shut the giggling up and tried to act PC and then i smiled again...

silly website.

blackpeopleloveus.com

[via delusions of mediocrity]

heh. matthew mcconaughey is hosting snl...

just had a funny sketch on there with him leading an anti-war protest and all of the protesters were getting mixed up as to what they were protesting... many funny lines in it... my favourite:

protester (chris parnell): LEGALIZE PORN!

rally leader: sir, it is legal

protester: not the kind i like (said wistfully)

can't remember the other shouts from the crowd... as i said, remind me to get the ginko

now the peeling begins.

yay. i am molting.

(well, at least this mutation of my face ensures that the O'Boy™ will probably call and want to get together... especially since i have been in too much pain to clean my apartment as well...)

i seriously have no desire to walk 2 blocks to my car in the leftover slush and clean the snow from thursday night off of it... only to drive it back to my apartment where i have to double park, get out of said car, go back into said apartment and drag not one, but TWO humongous bags of laundry out to it - stepping over the 2 foot high snowplowed banks that are on the sidewalk...

then drive it a few blocks and do everything in reverse at the laundromat... then drive it back in hope there's a parking spot

at least the beauty of having the lady there do my laundry is i don't have to sit in that third world country with migrant children running in and out of the doors blasting cold air in and out as 45 people speak to each other in 67 different languages. nor do i have to sit in my eskimo-worthy coat reading a cheesy novel holding onto my handbag as a homeless guy stumbles in and starts asking people for change. i don't have to check the dryers for the 5th time only to discover my wash is still damp and realize that i will be there for another 3 hours. another perk is, i don't have to attempt folding the clothes which would tack on another 4 hours (not a good "folder")

yes. i used to do my laundry there... but paying through the nose for the past 5 and a half years has been so worth it not to deal with that crap.

unfortunately, the place where not only did i have to pay through the nose, but add an arm and 2 toes - closed down... see, they used to come pick the laundry up and then bring it back... no hassle.

*sigh*

very excited, my creative director just called me and told me if it snows tonight (expecting between 3 and 6 inches) that 'not to rush in', to take my time and leave around 11am or when the snow lets up... 'because we need the designer to be alive'

good.

hmmmm... might i be pushing it if i wear jeans into work?!?!?!

dang. where's the snow? i wanted to sleep in.

a little redneck humor....

*$&!@#^&^* vcr.

i set it this morning. i must've hit a button twice or something...

what's the problem? i just got home and sat down to watch Joe Millionaire that i taped.

or did i tape it?

no. no i didn't.

crap. i went out with the girls after work, with not a care in the world because at 8am i had gone through the motions of programming the effing thing.

i sat down and realized the stinking vcr didn't tape.

WHAT HAPPENED ON JOE MILLIONAIRE... ?~?????
I WANT DETAILS ---- PLEASE!!!!!!!!

so, yesterday when checking voice mail at home...

i got a message at 9:30am...

thinking it's going to be a telemarketer, my finger is paused over the #3 button to delete

"hey, erin... it's matty... just calling to say hello and see how you're doing..." blah blah blah "thought you might be home" blah blah blah...

this is my ex.

we broke up october 21st, 1999 (not that anyone's counting)

he had a great sense of humor.
we clicked.
he took me to new orleans for our one year anniversary.
he was the only boyfriend to meet my poppy (who, by the way, died 4 years ago yesterday.)

by the way, i have been so effing swamped at work... it's a good busy though.

having to do an internal meeting site and emails out the whazoo... ot to mention getting images and photo retouching together for the video parody for the meeting... *filming was done a week ago

just so much to do... and the days keep flying by faster and faster... i feel like i am just getting one thing done and then it's 6pm... crazy

i received a tax thing in the mail from when i did work for cowboy mouth last year... call me naivé, but i never gave my ss# and stuff to them and assumed that it was under the table... no such luck.

did i save any cash since taxes weren't taken out? no. (granted, it wasn't that much, but still)

that's the recap for the past 24 hours...

cheers. going to sleep now

ah... crazy italian guys...

okay... just checked my messages - at 3 o'clock this afternoon, the O'Boy™ called my machine and left a voice mail... apparently he's been working (i knew that) and will be "working extra shifts" this week... said he'll call me during the week...

hey, that's cool. i am swamped at work - in fact, that's where i am right now...

plus, it's a horrible week to start dating someone, what with crazy ass valentine's day and all.

this is horrible

(i used to be a member of the cream ridge pony club here in the u.s. - and to think that another pony club member is going through this - well, it breaks my heart.)

i got home from work at 11:25... i was crawling out of my skin from the sunburn which has turned to peely itchy hellish skin....

so i drew a bath - poured in some cinnamon oil - grabbed a cheesy romance novel and went in for a soak...

my body went "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and the necessity for scratching subsided....

now that i am out and am dry - even though slathered with moisturizers - i am dying from dry skin again....

arrrrrrrrrrrgh...

hey - have i mentioned how happy i am that Survivor Amazon starts tonight!?!?

yep - another reality show added to the roster... hopefully i can get home by the time it comes on, otherwise it's another night of working late and watching the television in the studio...

lou reed's on letterman. going to sleep now (i am going to sleep... not lou reed)

a priest, a monk and a rabbi walk into a bar...

somebody says...

so, this is the tune that's permiating through the studio today
(along with watching mister rogers on the teevee)

woo!! the women win the first immunity challenge on survivor!!!

(take that you trash talking guys' tribe!)

hey everyone! happy valentine's day!!!!!!!

running late for work. cathy asked me to hang out tonight to see The Hours and "look like a couple of lesbians" on valentine's day -as much as i want to see the flick, i am actually going to let the elevated to orange level and the lying captured al quada freak keep me from going into the city.