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my friend heather at work got married on valentine's day...

(then the lucky broad went to Belize for 2 weeks)

love the bouquet!

so i had an interesting time at the st. pat's parade in belmar yesterday! kerry and i went and hung out at Pat's Tavern to see Joe Finn... and met a red-headed boy (again)

Some blog entries take the form of no more than one or two-sentence gasps. Business-minded Lawlor refers dismissively to the mass of blogs as "angst journals" even as he upholds the form as a model of effective small group communication. With names like gigglechick and worldwiderant, one doesn't even need to click to imagine where such blogs are headed.

hmmm... so reuters wrote an article "Blog Publishers Stealing Web Limelight"

as i was sitting down watching six feet under (i taped it)... my phone rang...

'twas the RHB™

changed the format of my comment box... slightly.

come on, people.... yap away! comment! type something! i know you're out there!

happy fat tuesday!!!!!
(remind me i have to get up early tomorrow to go get ashes!) ***no. those aren't my "girls"

for some new orleans flavour, check out my favourite band in the world - cowboy mouth or go check out the iguanas

have a few hurricanes and flash yer boobies (unless you're a guy with man boobs... then just go eat another slice of King Cake)

(i, myself, will most likely be venturing off to weight watchers and then knitting tonight. woo. let the good times roll!)

i haven't done one in a while... so here are a few lovely items

i am so tired and achy right now (there's your "angst" mr. reuters) - although, i want to redesign my site right now. so crowded. i long for the days where it was somewhat clean...

do you think i should bring the 3 column format back? *sigh* nearly midnight - this is always when these re-designing thoughts pop into my noggin...

*** lazy tired girl - that's me - only darkened the body copy here - i think that's been difficult to read for some

i have to wake up at 6am so i can get to church for ashes by 7:15... *yawn*

well, i am off to hop in the shower and then get me some ashes.

not for nothing, but i didn't get ashes last year during work - i tried getting them after work... walked around downtown for 2 hours in the fridgid cold last ash wednesday after i got out of that horrid job i had been at

then in 2001, i was working at digitas.

i had gotten ashes in the morning before work. hey - i have done this for years. so, i am in a meeting with about 15 people (there weren't any others in the meeting with ashes - but there were others in the company that had ashes)

anyway - long story short - my creative director (n. horowitz) says to me in the middle of the meeting in front of everyone...

"erin take that crap off of your forehead, it's bothering the hell out of me"

i didn't take it off. i was pissed. i was mortified.
how dare she say that... have i ever tried to embarrass someone of the jewish faith in the middle of a meeting by saying "hey take that silly 'yamaha' beanie off of your head - it's rude to wear hats indoors?"

no. because i am not an ass.

and then i was laid off from digitas... too bad i am not the "suing type" of person.

okay - now that i have gotten myself all worked up - i have to go take a shower.

no idea what i am giving up for Lent... thinking chocolate is a good call... although, is Weight Watchers "chocolate" technically the real deal - or is it Mocklate?

so i walk into work today and i get the comment "i'm so glad that i have a 'normal' religion like southern baptist instead of catholics, muslims and jews... what's the point of that ash thing?"

*sigh*

it's gonna be a long day...

especially since in all my years this has to be the largest batch of ashes that i've received...

i may as well be the billionth blog to post this:

bush & blair & their endless love

okay... what will happen now? underground meetings of those wishing to read charlotte's web, the three little pigs, animal farm?

this is really ridiculous.

[found on sheila's site]

also found on her site is a link to peta's new ad campaign - which i had only heard about this morning on the radio... i think it's an outrage to even compare

hey new yorkers/north jerseyites... is anyone else as appalled at the NY/NJ Metro Chevy Dealers commercial that has Chevy Tahoes driving in droves around the city?

okay - let me be more specific...

they are driving NORTH on broadway....

through times square... the wrong direction...

in front of the flatiron building, the WRONG direction... hello crapolicious computer generated schlock!

driving uptown on a clearly downtown street.

idiots. just for that alone i wouldn't buy a chevy tahoe... that and my credit is shot... but, still!

for the time being - because i don't have 24 hours of time on my hands to redesign this site - i have just organized the side a bit and thanks to the magical code from mandarin design, it's appeasing my desire to tear this site down and start from scratch for now.

so, sunday i am heading into the city to grab a beer and root for UNC... cathy went there, so i can't root for Duke (um... not that i'd want to Cath... even if i did have a crush on Laettner way back when i was in college.)

not a huge basketball fan...

i mean, my school didn't have any sports... hell, it was an art school (the university of the arts)

until one day, my senior year i was crossing the street and this giant gray beast appeared... he had our school logo on it's arse...

i walked into our Great Hall - which at this time, turned into a gymnasium... it was packed had about 40 people in there... watching intramural volleyball.

what the?

wait... what the hell is that gray thing?

some freshman answered me "It's the University of the Arts Artvark!"... not for nothing, but i was vice president of the student body for 2 years, then i had too much work and gave the post up during my senior year... now there's SPORTS in an art school!?

the "team" played against (and lost) U Penn, Drexel, Temple and VillaNova...

the "uniform" consisted of a black t-shirt, black shorts, black socks, black converse chucks... and a lot of non-chalant attitude

the "band" consisted of a handful of the performing arts majors... one guitarist, one keyboard player and a snare drummer...

the school "fight song" seemed to be a medley of Billy Joel songs...

*sigh*

go team.

okay, i had seen this a while ago and never did it... but someone emailed this to me again today so i tried it...

so of course, i had to freak the hell out of my co-workers and send it to them - now no one is getting any work done because we're all trying out the flash mind reader

below is the second email i got... enjoy, ladies

not that i am anywhere near using this at the moment because i am back to having troubles even casting on. seriously, i had been doing well, then i started a new thing of yarn - i am still practicing - no patterns as of yet - but for those of you wanting to make your own patterns, create your own graph paper

[found off of squibnocket]

looking forward to a little Presidential yapping tonight (followed by survivor)

the night is chock full of the serious and the silly

(you be the judge as to which is which)

by the way... have i mentioned that i am sick of the snow?

hey God... um... do you think you can cut us a break? i mean, i'm giving up chocolate for 40 days - howzabout you chill with the sleet, hail, 5 inches of snow and slush that we experienced today?

just a thought...

if not, i am going to buy 56 cans of RAVE hairspray megahold and get this global warming into gear...

deal?

rumor has it rob savoy is leaving cowboy mouth.

crap.

i don't know how this will affect the future of the band... but i wish him well.

dang.

goodbye to the King of Mardi Gras

oh my gawd! i have to agree with my buddy neil -- the animation in this flash thingamabob is incredible!!!

in other news... i went to sleep at 11:06pm and woke up at 7:07am...

this is the first night that i have had 8 hours sleep in about a year or more... of course, i did have a crazy dream that matt lauer and katie couric were assassinated... strange... very strange

2 parody songs and a few jokes sent to me via p45.net

wow... the emails with jokes are flying into my inbox today...

this is a follow-up to the ex-files i had written a week or two ago...

colin - this is the guy - i sort of dated in a "we didn't go out much and i would see him at 2am after the bars" type of dating about 6 years ago... status: married, 1 rugrat

bobby - this is the guy that i liked at methodfive (he was a pwc consultant) and we never did anything and then he asked me to hang out with him the day he was leaving - the photo doesn't exactly do him justice :) status: speak on yahoo messenger every once in a while... single still (as far as i know)

so my coat is gone forever - looks like someone swiped it on me. i called the bar and it's not there

the beginning of the end for me: chock full o' nuts martini.

tasted like an iced coffee at dunkin donuts... i had 6 or 7 of them... in about an hour and a half. a gorgeous drink.

always nice when the bartender mocks you by saying "do you want a pitcher of the chock full o nuts"

the cop that drove me home was really nice... my landlords probably were looking out the window going "oh dear - the cops are driving her home now"

missing a small piece on my cell phone... knocked over my golf clubs when i walked in... IM'd a few people when i was "tipsy" last night...

blew through a ton of cash last night - unfortunately the martinis were $8 a pop. then the guinness (2 of them) and the irish car bomb... then the 3 coors lights... i don't think there were any shots that i indulged in...

saw the guy i had the crush on in college... eh... remember telling him how much i liked him back then - pathetic! then his girlfriend of 3 years sidled up.... eh...and then they left... (but he gave me his card)

all i know is that some guy from phoenix was asking me to go to his hotel with him and i couldn't get away from him... i kept looking for my coat to make the escape and after 15 minutes of that i left.... walking down the street in the freezing cold trying to get to the PATH train which is 14 blocks away... after 3 blocks the cop pulled over - i think i had a "please pull over i'm pathetic" look on my face... and he had me hop in the front... he used my cell phone to call the station to let them know he was going to take me to jersey city...

the slurring that i was doing - whew - not exactly proud of - he was laughing because i kept apologizing...

all in all... fun night

well, my hangover is subsiding... it's time to clean... i have procrastinated enough... my apartment is crammed with crap... and a lot of crap has migrated into my closet... this is the one closet (i am not even opening the door to the other closet...) i am going to throw stuff out today... if you don't hear from me in a day - it means that something has fallen on me and either a) broken my leg b) caused me internal bleeding c) i am dead.

i am a little overwhelmed with the thought of tackling this...

i'm scared.

after i conquer the closet... this is the rest of what i have to look forward to... anyone wanna help??? pleeeeeeeeeeeeease?!

so, since i am rummaging around in my closet i had to open up boxes to toss things out... in the meantime i found this photo of me on my high school graduation night june 22, 1988... i had a huge party where about 350+ people showed up... here's lisa, spags, steve, sue, kristen and stacy and a very tan me with a backless rag dress - i loved that dress.

EXFILE:
Jeff W. - dated after meeting at the manasquan turkey trot in november of 95... in this photo we're coming back from hunter mountain from a day of skiing and drinking... note the beer about to land in jeff's lap... we broke up 2 days before valentine's day 96... unfortunately the vermont teddy bear he canceled still arrived at work on 2.14 and i had a breakdown. status: married with rugrats

okay - back to cleaning...

so cathy and i aren't watching the basketball game tomorrow - i will be here digging out of the bigger mess that i have created in my apartment with the "cleaning" out of my closet...

i have an ab roller in there that's not seen the outside world since 1998... do you think the homeless guy will use it if i put it out on the curb?

audblog audio post

(i used my blogger site to post it and transferred it to MT - right now the audblog schtick isn't supported by MT at the moment...)

i sound like a dork by the way - and thank god i didn't do this last night....

audblog audio post

i promise to have better, more substantial audio posts from now on (meaning after you listen to this blather here!)

yeah i am still procrastinating and haven't finished the closet

i sound manic.

and if there is one word in there that you can't understand... it's the word "burly"... the best thing about having a written journal is being able to go back and make corrections and deletions...

awwww... on SNL the last sketch was a tribute to mr. rogers... horatio sanz sung "You're Special" and then the trolley rolled behind him as he said "thanks Mr. Rogers"... i teared up.

that was nice.

when in the bathroom, has your body ever made noises similar to that of a cappuccino machine's milk frother?

just curious.

woo! clean closet!!!

whelmed.

and there's a good possibility that i popped a disc or threw my hip out in the past 10 minutes -- i swear i HAVE been lifting with my knees, too.

heh... an excuse to procrastinate...

snagged from quinn....

Iraqi soldiers have crossed the Kuwait border and tried to surrender to British forces - because they thought the war had already started.

wouldn't it be nice if it ended before it started? a nice big fake out. or like the kid shaking in his sneakers waiting for 3 o'clock to roll around because the bigger kid's gonna kick his ass, so he runs home instead?

i dunno. bad metaphors - but they are keeping me from cleaning (sad when i am faking myself out from cleaning, much like i used to when my mom used to scream at me to clean my room)

so, i read my stats and see that i get a lot or readers that work for mckinsey & co... welcome, by the way...

so what do y'all think about chelsea clinton coming to work with you guys in nyc? starting at over $100K...

there is a definite light at the end of the tunnel right now. while the place isn't spic and span, i have managed to let go of the past a little and throw out 11 lawn & leaf sized garbage bags filled with clothes, shoes, trash, papers, etc...

so if you see a homeless guy walking down the street in jersey city wearing a purple ski suit, a pair of high heels and carrying an ab-roller while wheeling around a small bathroom organizer shelf thing... you know that he was my personal rummager

i thought talking to my poppy and asking him for a sign every so often was a good thing... poppy was a prankster... but i think after reading this story by Yoda from bitch-session, i will just say "hey, Pop" and leave it at that... that's the safest route.

"...and who opened the door? melissa gilbert... it was like looking into the face of evil itself."

god. i love six feet under

just got an email from Caroline's comedy club about their improv class.. it's probably a million dollars - but i may be interested - think the producer's club has improv for $5 a week, that may be more in my price range...

*** the guy just called me back... it's $300 for 6 weeks/ wednesdays from 7-10pm... and that's with the $50 discount... i am tempted to do this. unfortunately, my car payments should come first -- which they haven't been lately ***

i have been doing the lean cuisine/weight watchers thing (the frozen dinners i am talking about)... i haven't been eating much of anything else - haven't wanted to - the thing is, i am having to eat like, 4 or 5 of these entrees to make my ww points minimum for each day -- crazy... we'll find out at tomorrow's meeting if i lost any weight this week!

yay! the RHB™ called! were on the phone for 1/2 an hour... i hate talking on the phone. 100% chance of me rambling like a nitwit... as i did, but he seemed okay with it :)

we've got a date set up for thursday (pray that his basketball league doesn't change their game til then... there's a chance.) supposed to call me wednesday to finalize everything...

cripes! i have to take stuff to the laundromat tomorrow so i can get clothes back for thursday!!!

ack! (not that i will invite him into the apartment but...) i have to finish cleaning!

and please god... enough already with the random pimples appearing on my face....

jack black voiceover on clone high!!! woo!

kids getting high from smoking raisins!

a bit parodying "the wall"!

a dragon from australia that says "i'm gonna eat you like a dingo eats 'is baby"!

said dragon making a sandwich and singing a vegemite sammy song to the tune of "waltzing matilda" in the belly of a cat!

think there's a bit of "jesus christ superstar" thrown into the mix

i think i am in love with the creators of this show....

*sigh*

watch clone high usa...FOR THE LOVE OF SWEET BABY JEEZUZ PEOPLE...

you've attempted to save "Frenchie" from american idol with petitions and all... come on! SAVE CLONE HIGH USA.

watch the danged show! (here's what it's about, in case you're a heathen who hasn't listened to me about watching it.)what other show would have marylin manson singing about the food pyramid?

survivor? no.
fricking CSI:Las Miami? i think not, sir.

would you scroll through and LOOK at this cast it has? i said "LOOK!"

come on!

go. find it. it's on that kooky mtv that the kids seem to like to watch.

oh yeah... and wish me luck with losing a few pounds tomorrow... but a more realistic goal is you watching Clone High USA

am a little (not too badly) sunburned from the tanning salon last night - spent 20 minutes in it (i have built up a base) i am not in pain, just my face is looking a bit blotchy red right now... please please please let it become even and slightly brown by thursday!!!

dumb pasty irish girl signing out.

okay - well, a silly little flash thang that some of y'all may have already seen...

spank bush... it's not as dirty as it sounds