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hey hey... don't forget to rabbit, rabbit first thing when you wake up!

son of a *****! i can't install that anti-spam thing for another couple of days (til the paypal stuff transfers over to my bank account --- as well as my paycheck kicking in on friday...)

so far today i've had to clean up about 280 spam comments. bastards.

tired. going to pass out now... anyone wanna place a wager on whether or not i'll remember to rabbit rabbit?

for those of you wagering that i would NOT say rabbit rabbit, congratulations. Beri started barking uncontrollably at me and i said "oh come on! shush!" instead of "rabbit rabbit"

guess it'll be a tibbar tibbar evening.

at least i've set my vcr to tape tom brokaw's last newscast on the Nightly News. (i love brokaw)

well, I received a couple of gifts in the mail yesterday from one of my best stalkers (the wishlist is a wonderful thing)... one being a leather case for my treo so it's nice and cozy and somewhat safe from the elements as I am typing on it...

the other being a cd that I listened to 3/4 of this very morning...

what cd? what cd may actually be gracing my eardrums? well, it feels really surreal typing that I am enamoured by william shatner's "has been".

yes. shatner. cap'n kirk. tj hooker. denny whateverhisname is.

william "rocketman" shatner.

the cd is amazing... ben folds doesn't hurt by playing on it (fantastico!)

so it's a great morning. seriously. I may not have rabbit2x and I may have had gigglemom screaming at me for 25 minutes as I got ready (included running the water downstairs as I was in the shower... see, she thinks that'll turn the water ice cold... but that only happens if you do it from the faucet upstairs)

because she was growling incessantly at me like a madwoman, it made me leave the house by 7:09am... no, I wasn't gonna make the 7:20 train, but I was a good 20 min early for the 7:51...

of course, it figures that no one was leaf-peeping in front of me when I wasn't in a rush (no worries, I wasn't holding anyone else up behind me by not speeding)

had to buy a $88.50 weekly pass last night because I don't have the $291 for the monthly til friday... so at least I was all set with that.

anyway... to sum the morning up... shatner saved me. melting away the gigglemom screeches and washing away the stress of failing to make the earlier train.

I need to get headphones so I can listen to music at work...

that's about it... we'll see if the Shatner Serenity lasts after I switch trains in long branch in 4 minutes...

::: plunked in on my treO:::

well the joy of shatner has dissapated along with the loud-mouthed women who got on at little silver.

my industrial strength earplugs actually cannot drown the one high-pitched bitch (yeah. I said it) out.

I seriously want to go over to them and stand there and scream in their faces... "YOU MAY BE BLOODY AWAKE BY CHOICE. THE REST OF US ARE AWAKE BECAUSE OF YOUR TALKING ABOUT LONG BRANCH SCHOOLS, HANNUKAH AND EPSTEIN FRIGGING BARR!"

shut up.

and yes. I think I need an ipod.... or a tranquilizer dart gun for the commute.

::: plunked in on my treO:::

are you effing kidding me? freaky burly balding ponytail guy across the aisle from annoying women is now joining in their conversation (which had moved from epstein barr to shopping.. to wine stains on gloves and soaking them in a bathtub and someone with big feet who wears a bomber jacket....)

now Boisterous Bob has piped in on their conversation about taxes.

william shatner, take me away... please....

and now I have Teenager Snapping Gum sitting next to me.

Annoying Woman #1 is talking about Tivo and tom brokaw.... how dare you, Blathering Barbara... how dare you speak his name.

okay. I am blogging right now in a desperate attempt to save lives.... because I am becoming Michael Douglas in Falling Down.

are you sure choking or throwing heavy items at someone is a crime?

::: plunked in on my treO:::

so. for a few days i am a guest blogger over at susan's while she's hightailed it outta dodge... go visit. say hello. be nice, wipe your feet and don't get mud on the couch.

cool... just got an email stating that i won the "product giveaway" for december 1st on transithell... go figure...

wow... wow wow! thank you to one of my favourite stalkers!!! a victoria's secret e-gift card!!? are you kidding me?!? i thank you so much and my "girls" thank you even more!!!

(ps. i forgot to tibbar, tibbar. arrrgh)

well the commute HAD been chugging along.... the RRE actually was somewhat palatable from manasquan up until south amboy.

we're stuck at the station here because of "police activity"...

is it on the train? no idea. could be.

passengers are getting restless and now sitting on my left is the fucking outbreak monkey in a business suit.

he got on at s. amboy and has now had a phlegmy half-cough (as if he's trying to hide it) and every 5 seconds there's a *gurgle* *choke* *hack*

I am ready to gag. I understand that being sick is horrible... but dude, take some effing dayQuil... I am going to have to swig 3 glasses of Airborne just to attempt to beat the plague that's spreading.

okay we're moving now. apparently the police were called onboard to "remove some unruly passengers"

can they call the CDC to haul this guy away when we hit woodbridge?

::: plunked in on my treO:::

well, i've been caught cheating. i mean i think the relationship can be salvaged, but he saw me yesterday stepping out on him...

see, yesterday i bought my coffee at the deli on the other corner.

today i went to my regular coffee guy in the tin cart on the corner closest to work and he was pouring my coffee and said accusingly:

"where were you yesterday. i saw you, but you did not buy the coffee here."

eh... i think he and i will be on a talk show soon...

"hot coffee on the side and the coffee guy's whose heart you're breakin'"

***UPDATE***

in response to some comments, i take my coffee seriously, too. in fact my normal coffee guy's cups had been leaking... and now that i stayed away for a day and he saw me with another coffee guy's cup, well, he actually had new non-leaky cups...

see, it's like i was playing "The Rules: Time-Tested Secrets for Capturing the Heart of Your Coffee Guy"

that's why he's paying more attention and has changed his cups...

Now if it were the other way around and i had to tell my coffee dude that i only want milk in my java (i don't have to tell him because he has my coffee made for me by the time i get to the cart's window, just saying hypothetically)...

if i had to tell him everyday, and if he didn't notice that i wasn't there or anything, well then i think i'd have to start reading "When Your Coffee Guy's Just Not That Into You"

well I am on the 9:01pm train heading to 'squan.

just had a company dinner (caramelized onion tart. gnocchi with braised short rib. apple tart. 2 oatmeal stouts)

all was swellegant. til I saw I had voicemail from 4pm....

the car insurance place... the one I had just switched over to... well they called to inform me - with no specific reason stated - that I am NOT insured.

what the eff? I sent them the check a week & a half ago. $285. no they haven't cashed it. but they wait til NOW to tell me I am not insured? why?

so I have a call into them and also my ins. agent.

I am none too pleased.
dinner was really nice though... went to jasper here in the city...

what the hell am I gonna do? I've never NOT had car insurance when I've had a car... bastards.

::: plunked in on my treO:::

okay so for the past hour and a half I've been freaking out thinking i'm not insured.

I just listened to the guy's message again SIX times...

I think-i'm not positive- but I THINK he said "you 'ave nahsured nitey nigh blagh cheboulet cabaleer"

don't know WHY I might have been confused...

*ahem*

I am going to assume he said "you have insured '99 chevrolet cavalier"

frigging killing me.

::: plunked in on my treO:::

hey all. i got home just a little while ago... right now i am checking out that "expression engine" thing... thought it was $99... apparently that was just the bloody upgrade... which i am willing to shell out the cash for the fancypants version (thanks to the generous donations made by a bunch of you, i did make it to $49... so thanks!!) but from what i understand now, it's not letting me buy the $99 one because i didn't have a previous version - although, and maybe i am just having a short in my brain - i thought it said that it could be used even if you were using another publishing tool... ie MT.

that said... my moblog thing, the thing that's keeping me from lunging at the other passengers on the train as i type into my treo... well... i don't think i can use the EE thing to blog from my treo... it gives me a choice of blogger, MT or metaweblog...

right now i am very very tired and can't wrap my noggin around this tech/blog stuff...

at least today i only had to delete 400-ish spam comments.

ah... at the moment i am sitting here listening to the velvet-voiced paul katcher on the radio in san antonio...

ah, mr. paul... catching the fame of the seinfeld bandwagon... and to think we knew him back in "the day"...

so yesterday, my buddy neil had a baby (actually his wife did...HAHAHA) she's beautiful... good stuff...

there's the birth.

school... eh... i graduated college in '92... so nothing to report

work... yesterday was busy as sin at the office... and today i am painting... again.

death... unfortunately, the founder of the belmar saint patrick's day parade - the chairman, dave stanley, he passed away... (here's a pic. he's on the left.)

so i am meeting jude and kerrie (not sure if kathy will be meeting up) to go to the wake tonight...

so december 3rd was a mixed bag... happiness for neil and sadness for dave...

"i didn't care for this one at all. it kind of bore me to tears. sorry maybe you could be a little more funny and not so boring."

says: margwhee at December 4, 2004 02:34 PM

hmmmm.. so sorry that my post about someone i know dying "kind of bore[sic]" you to tears, margwhee...

i guess after looking at your yahoo profile it does seem as if you are living life to it's fullest and know what's boring or not... perhaps you should write your own blog instead of critiquing others...

that said... so sorry i wasn't your little dancing laughter monkey when discussing a friend's death and another friend's birth moment.

margwhee.

anyone have a problem with the "humour" in this post?

(i suggest you go grab a towel, because this one was dripping with sarcasm)

In a message dated 12/5/2004 1:41:17 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, margwhee@yahoo.com writes:

"Apparently you can not take honest adult critisism maybe you are not old enough to accept that some people do tell you what they think about things. I am one of those people."

eh... i've already written my comment back to her (mind you, i've had a few guinness after the wake... and i am surly and i am sad, but most of all i am pissed...)

oh? you call commenting on someone's online journal that something isn't funny enough: "adult critisism"[sic]

honey, my friend just died. i was posting about that. i was not trying to be "funny"

how dare you, you pathetic lump.

by the way, if you are going to comment with "adult" wisdom.... learn how to spell

- erin

anyone else want to have send a few comments to "Margwhee"?????

be my guest.

and yes... i suggested that she learn to spell things correctly before shitting on other's journals.

(not that i really care what this POS has to say to me, but it's a nice venting exercise...)

did i mention that gigglemom grounded me this weekend. yes. grounded. i am 34. i had to fight to go to the wake last night (i feel like uncle junior on house arrest wanting to go to funerals.)

look over to the left.

rescue me.

hey... quick question... have any of you ever donated bone marrow - or have people in your lives who have?

i've been thinking of doing so for years... the only thing detering me is the idea of it messing my back up even more...

how long are you incapacitated? like can you go back to work relatively quickly?

let me know... i am really serious about this...

wow i've yet to post all day. was swamped at work and then i was IMing a friend on the train this morning and tonight so i didn't get a chance to write...

thanks to all y'all who've posted about donating bone marrow... i do believe i'll be signing up... soon...

i'm just called to book the open mic on thursday. no idea what the hell i am going to talk about. i have no bloody idea where my tape recorder is. dammit. looks like i am winging things on thursday (if i actually get a call back from gladys saying that i am in...)

anyway... kinda excited to get back up onstage... haven't been up since october of 2003... yeah, it's been that long...

there's like a huge part of my brain that's saying "what are you nuts? you haven't written anything in 2 years..."

then there's the other part that's like "um. what. the. feck. do. you. think. you've. been. doing? picking your nose on gigglechick.com? suuuure, margwhee thinks you suck, but who the hell cares. go out there and own the stage."

so i am listening to that one. no idea what to discuss... odds are, the commute may rise to the top of the list.... now where the hell did i put my tape recorder...?

in the past - since november 6, 1999 when i first stepped onstage- i've always had a set routine... thursday, i'm winging it...

the toughest crowds are open mics... mainly because they are full of other comics who don't want to admit anyone else is funnier than they are :)

that said. i have to go to bed. gotta get up wayyy early... pack a bag, wash my hair, catch the 7:21am at the latest...

then tomorrow night, PeeWee and I are heading out to the Beacon to see BNL (that'd be the barenaked ladies, folks) and i am staying in the city... yay... wednesday morning... commute-free!!

well i just had to stand for the last half an hour of my commute... whatever... hey, it could be worse... could have started the morningout like this woman....

and i really need to get to bed at, like, 5:30pm so i can wake up at 5:30am...

and would real canadians wear this damned t-shirt? i would assume sporting a different canadian thing would fool those crazy europeans better* like a molson or celene dion shirt.... well, no one should wear a celene dion shirt...

*kidding. y'all aren't crazy.

um... okay. so this is a glowing endorsement for kids who should go to a driving range...

so does anyone out there know anything about how to go about getting your book published by a "real live" publisher? word on the street is you need and agent... and word on the street is you need a book deal to get an agent (one of those sticky wickets)

anyway - i've been writing a book. no i am not telling the subject matter at this point in time...

it's funny. it's sarcastic. it's real life.

and i am going to need to figure out the first steps.. otherwise *gasp* i will have to self-publish it... and i have layouts in it that i am not sure will fly in a self-publishing house thingamabob...

so if you have any answers... shoot me an email: gigglechick AT gmail DOT com

good morning all! well i have to say a hearty thanks to peewee who allowed me to crash on her aerobed last night and enjoy a 6 minute commute from her apartment to my office...

we went to see the barenaked ladies' show at the beacon... really great time... then we went to yogi's and drank... i kinda feel as if i've commuted today because i am dawg tired, but i am not growly and stressed...

is it wrong for me to have thoughts of killing her, hiding the body, grabbing the keys and taking over her apartment? yes. i suppose it's a little off... no worries, PW, i shan't "strangle" you or whatnot...

heh.

anyway, i received an interesting email (between the spam emails... *shaking my fist* bastards...) as i was saying - an interesting email from Robert... that contained an article from the star ledger

For another $1,400 a year, these commuters on NJ Transit are guaranteed seats and quiet

it sounds lovely, like an oasis in the middle of the black hole of calcutta, alas, the 7:11am outta long branch and the 5:33pm outta penn are too early for me to:

a) wake up for
b) leave work early for...

and i am a little taken back by the $1400 fee on top of things... i already dole out $291 a month... and i mean, what would i write about if there wasn't a little riff-raff? the hot, well-mannered unmarried guy in a business suit that is intelligent enough to pay a little extra for comfort??? i mean, come on... why would i wr... wait... hot guy who's smart and wears a suit and isn't a jackhole on the train????? they have those?

and they're all contained in one private car? okay.... screw the "house downpayment fund" tonight i am going to start the "help gigglechick regain her sanity and meet a non-jackass guy in the private car fund" (i may rework the title of that fund...)

*sigh*

well after 24 hours commute-free, I am now sitting in one of the crammed end seats... it would've been fine if it was just me and the other woman (slim, nicely dressed, no perfume)....

but no.

a pregnant korean girl holding 4 huge bags - one of which is filled with the "lovely" odor of kim chee (i swear to you) another that just frigging spilled some weird ass bunch of vegetables (bok choi maybe? I have no idea EXCEPT to notice that said vegetables have fallen into my lap... yes. on my pink coat.)

now preggy is eating something... roll with mustard and onions AND smacking her lips with each chew...

also balancing tea on her leg (wanna place bets I will be getting 3rd degree green tea burns?)

only've been on the train 10 minutes.

good she's getting off at woodbridge...

never have liked the smell of... oh for the love of all things holy she just brushed crumbs off her stomach and onto me!

as I was saying i've never liked the smell of kim chee.

I don't even think she's pregnant... baggy clothes. we'll see... I was going a little easy on her for being "with child".... .maybe she's hiding more vegetables in there.

at least the other woman got off at secaucus... that may have had something to do with the shutter noise my treo made when I snapped their photo (didn't realize the sound was on)

and i'm gonna sound terrible but why do foreigners feel the need to yell on the phone even louder than the regular jackasses?

mother of... she just threw more crumbs on me.........

apparently, i am sitting all wrong in the seats.... perhaps i'd be more comfortable like this fellow:

::: plunked in on my treO:::

well, the booker for the open mic called me back today - she said that this week's mic is totally overbooked and there was slim chance that i'd make it on.... sooooooooo... i'm not gonna be performing tomorrow night...

which is fine...

it'll give me more time to write actually and i'll go up in january...

last christmas i gave you my heart.....

here's a question...

what's your favourite "holiday" song... yeah i mean christmas or hanukkah... last night at the BNL show they sang a rockin' driedel song... and when ya' get an irish girl like me clapping to it, it was pretty good...

me? well, i do like "god rest ye merry gentlemen/we three kings" -- as sung by BNL and Sarah McLachlan....

i also love "little drummer boy" (bing.)
as well as quite a number of others.... the pogues singing a little ditty included :)

ah yes, i must admit that i may start breaking into a little "Christmas in Hollis" by Run DMC every so often... and "I saw mommy kissing santa claus" is a year-round favourite...

tell me, tell me, tell me... what's your favourite "holiday" song - leave it in the comments!
(and i mean winter*** holiday... not like st. pat's or easter.)

*** okay. okay... y'all in the southern hemisphere!!! sorry, i meant "summer" holiday song for you :)

i also love the entire album of John Denver with The Muppets Christmas album (standing out on this is the Twelve Days of Christmas... and Miss Piggy...)

i do love Bruce's version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town...

i really don't know if i have any xmas songs i can't stand.... although, and i do like this one, that "The Christmas Shoes" song makes me all teary-eyed and it pisses me off that it does.

grrrrrr...

hmmmm for some reason my site's hanging for a few extra seconds before loading... gotta figure out what that's about - sorry for all y'all getting ancy for waiting 7 seconds :)

now that you're here, let me know what xmas/holiday tune you dig most (do it in the comments in the previous post...)

what's your favourite holiday tv special?

***UPDATE***

i totally forgot Emmitt Otter's Jugband Christmas.... forgive me, Jim Henson.

well... y'all seem to be enjoying the poll and the song post... perhaps I will have a "Twelve Polls of Christmas" between now and the 25th....

in the meantime I dashed out in the rain to make the 5:58 train.... made it fine through the rain and slow-moving people in penn station... the train was on track 11 and wouldn't ya know it, the escalator was broken - while they freak me out when they're not moving, I normally am fine navigating them...

tonight though, on the last step, I twisted my left ankle.... it doesn't hurt exactly, but I feel like it's swelling... time will tell... at least I didn't fall, I made the train AND I have a seat...

now I am gonna pass out.

::: plunked in on my treO:::

okay for all y'all who are grumbling about A Christmas Story being left off the poll....

that poll was a television special/animation holiday movie poll...

i do plan on posting Twelve Polls (Poles) of Christmas.... where there will be a live action/movies seen in the theater poll... that will include A Christmas Story...

i will post that in a day or so... of course, no idea why we need to post that since Ralphie and the boys seem to have all your panties in a twist anyway

heh :)

nice to effing oversleep by an hour... and wake up with smoker's cough (gigglemom must've been awake with 10 cigs over the course of the night....)

seriously my lungs are shot... and i don't effing smoke (as 99% of you know) -- i don't even want to know what Beri's lungs are like, poor little thing.

anyway... rushing out. at least i can wear jeans to work today... nasty day.

wow... so I made it onto the 7:20am train... had 7 seconds to spare....

cute guy from spring lake just sat in the row across from me (on a basically empty train)

ah, I just noticed the frigging wedding ring and he's going one way to newark. forget him.

just popped a theraflu strip - why the heck didn't they have these when I was a kid? I totally hated (still do, actually) taking pills... these are nice and my throat feels a bit less scratchy...

thanks for the info about the ankle... think it was just in shock from rushing to the train & bending in an odd way... it felt better about 20 minutes later...

my favourite stalker sent me the daily show's America book as well as a cradle for my treo... very cool...

I am laying in wait for the thinkblank secret santa email.... remind me that I need to take the earplugs off my wishlist in case some schmoe only wants to spend $3 on me...

okay... we're 3 stops into the commute. gonna try to pass out by long branch...

::: plunked in on my treO:::

so I just switched in newark... got off the train (which continues on to hoboken) and I could've sworn that I was still asleep because when I stepped off, there were at least 15 clowns waiting to board.

wish I had my camera at the ready but who would think clowns would use the train. I thought they all came with those standard issue teeny little cars.....

now I am on the 8:58 to nyc... and some poor slob sitting behind me is trapped in a 2 seater with a very adamant jehovah's witness and the victim is trying to be polite by not saying "do you see my yalmuke?" (yeah I most likely spelled that wrong... forgive me)

and I now have sleepalina commutergirl who's practically drooling on my shoulder (photo posting here.)

::: plunked in on my treO:::

so i have my st. patrick's day parade committee meeting in an hour... very excited.... the web host finally gave me full/real-time access to upload files etc (whereas last year i had to wait sometimes up to a week for him to upload my stuff) so today's the start of the meetings - and a season filled with pipes and drums

anyway that's today...

on a blogrolling note... has anyone run into any issues with renewing a subscription? it won't take my information and all is correct when i enter it in the fields... so in 2 days my blogroll will turn into a pumpkin if this issue isn't resolved... arrrrgh.

okay. off to the showers....

so i had to do a fark ps and post it... go. vote for me.

currently i'm in 3rd (it'd be nice to get a few more votes)

awwwww... i apparently have been nominated for BlogWhore of the Year... anyone second that?

no one nominated me for most humourous? hmmmph.

gosh i almost forgot to post the photo from friday morning's commute... man, perfect angle... it's a twofer! two snoozing in one frame!!

i swear to god. if one more person tries to justify using my site as their "meet and greet" with other gag-a-riffic girls to get "vomit tips".... i'm... i'm... i'm gonna puke....

(comments are in the "don't use me, jackass" post this time. as well as the "angry hungry girls" post.)

[yes. i am harsh. at the moment i really am sick of it, though. especially after the damned pro-mia/ana suicide group sent their troops over to my site. bring it on, Vomitty O'Hurlahan]

   staying up til 1:45am coding
+ cherry flavoured nyQuil
+ a nasty alarm that bitches at you at 5am
x hitting snooze 6 times
____________________________________
= one tired gigglechick.

ugh.

g'morning.

arrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. so I was behind a frigging jackass for 3 frigging miles who was going 25 in a 35mph zone...

TWENTYFIVE IN A THIRTYFIVE!

and he kept stepping on the brakes effing with me... all the way to the train....

the train was in the station!!! from half a block away I started beeping the horn....

BLEEEP
BLEEEEEP
BLEEEEEEEEP!
(that's not the horn. that's me having a tourret's fit)

god bless the 7:20am non-riff-raff train.... it's the last one that's a rush hour/commuter train...

they held the train (i nearly crashed into the 2 cars I parked between)

and I ran.

gigglechick... eh.. not a runner. am still breathing heavy...

I got on the train... folks in my car were laughing at me (i had a brief flashback to when I was 12 and catching the bus...)

I said "jeezuz... I hate these morning workouts they're a killer!" and everyone laughed and settled down.

so, in closing:
jackass doing 25mph... go to hell.
conductors on the 7:20 train outta squan... a special place in heaven, my friends.

now... to resume snoozing.

::: plunked in on my treO:::

hey hey... taking a moment during my lunch (although i haven't gotten any food.) my first break of the day.

i've been redesigning the parade site --- so feel free to peruse belmarparade.com

keep in mind i haven't changed up all of the pages... mainly the homepage and the fundraisers page are the most important (as well as dave's obit.)

so, go. check it out. and for god's sake, make plans to come to a fundraiser one of those sundays!!!

DEATH.
merry christmas, Scotty.

cookies from one of our buyers - sent to the office today......... yummmmm.

m&m/chocolate covered pretzel.
nut & chocolate covered pretzel.
chocolate covered oreo.

by the way... can this magnetic letter flash thing be any more fun or any more creepy (others keep stealing my letters!)

um okay so I am bloody swamped this week (was thrown 65 banner ads that I have to create by friday)... my computer crashed about 5 times this evening so I figured both of us needed a rest and will start fresh tomorrow.

so I am on the train. the conductor (very round one. pleasant but way too round a head) just checked the tickets but when he got to me, he said "nice"

how dare they!? how DARE THEY!? this is so unfair and cruel... you bastards.

well... i've been catching the 7:20am train for the past week now... today I am back on the RRE.

if there's one thing worse than the regular Riff-Raff Express, it's the RRE that is chock full of frigging kids and hoards of blue hairs at 8am. yeah yeah christmas spirit and all that.

wednesday is "matinee day" in the city (so the rockettes will be kicking it up for 90% of this crew on board here.)

it's bloody packed and we haven't even reached long branch (which is where I have to switch trains today)

good thing: peewee has offered her aerobed to me for the night... I have a huge effing deadline (as mentioned previously, 65 banner ads... not mentioned was the 20 page layouts for 2 of the websites and 2 email offer layouts........)

all due pretty much by friday.

I am somewhat complaining only because the commute is killing me (speaking of killing me... the jackass who just got on at Elberon whose shower apparently doesn't use water, but sprays Old Spice from its pipes.... jeezuz maryannjoseph...*phew*)

as I said.... not bothered by the fact there's work... I love that I am swamped and busy... I just have to figure out a way to have a bit of a life, get a bit more sleep, and channel my train rage before I toss Cap'n Old Spice off onto the tracks - actually my allergies are pissed at the Cap'n.... my audio processing dysfunction wants to boot the screaming kids...

I thought by bloody 2005 they should've had that whole "teleporting thing" figured out.

howabout instead of curing some weird diseases they spend a little more time working on that, hmmmmmm?

at least the train's heater burning the bottom half of my left shin feels nice....

good morning all!

::: plunked in on my treO:::

so i am bright-eyed and chipper - i worked til about 9:15 last night and then peewee was kind enough to let me stay over... (thank you!)... so when i came in this morning and realized that 18 of the 65 banner ads that i have to do... the 18 that i worked on last night... well, when i realized this morning that i screwed up and had the wrong image on every bloody banner, i really wasn't that upset... i mean, the layouts are all set, i just have to swap some colours and the photo... yeah it took me a few hours to do those last night and i really don't have time to change everything, but am i upset.... noooo...

it's because i slept and didn't have to deal with the riff-raff express (or bi-polar express as trip's friend calls it) and i have a steaming bucket of coffee by my side.

okay.... will yap more later when i am either on the bloody train or hunkered down at the gigglecasa.

well, in response to THIS post a little while back, i just now received the following loveletter:

IP Address: 70.179.16.82
Name: Peeved
Email Address: benharken@dog.com
URL:

Comments:

You people are a PIECE OF WORK! Here you are bashing away on this guy and I know for a FACT that he raised money for Children's Hospital of San Diego.

I also know FOR A FACT that you, gigglechick, were TOLD what the hopspital was. You were told that it was San Diego Children's, and he even gave you a run down of how it "rated" with other hospitals (I remember him mentioning St. Jude's and some hospital in England).

As for the message being "spam" ... he wasn't trying to get you to "buy" anything, but rather raise some money for a charity.

If you found his spelling so bad ... why didn't you create something of your own?

And if any of you noticed, Gigglechick's site isn't exactly utilizing the latest of technology either, so bashing him for having a "generic" or "outdated" site is laughable! Gigglechick's site looks and reacts like nearly every other blog ... only it isn't as unique as a lot of them.

So now here you are bashing someone who at least was TRYING to do something good (and actually DID do something good) ... instead of doing good yourself.

You want to give a hard time to a guy ... while not doing "T-SHIT" yourself. Wow, you are impressive.

It's always easier to tear something down than to create.

I used to recommend your site to people. Trust me, it'll never happen again.

of course, i hastily responded (because i really don't give a crap whether or not he bashes me... i have a feeling it's the same jackass who was trying to snag money from folks)

my response:

well, i am fine with you not recommending my site to others. i have no idea who you are... nor do i care.

when the guy called me and emailed me to do this "linking" thing, he did not have the specific hospital named on his site. and i was not about to have my readers going to it and getting screwed.

and that's very nice that you "know for a fact" that i was told what "hopspital" it was... interesting... very interesting.

no. i did not receive a "run down" of how the hospital rated with others...

not for nothing, i really don't care.

his site did not have callouts - and you had to scroll and scroll and scroll to try and decipher what the hell he was going for.

whatever. feel free to trash my website... any publicity is good publicity.

best-

erin

that said.... talk amongst yourselves... love me? hate me? bite me?

so I am on the 5:58pm train home. I just spoke with gigglemom and she's telling me that she's not feeling good at all... saying her breathing is worse than usual and that she's really tired and disoriented...

and I am stuck on the train.

apparently they let her go in an office at work and at one point her boss walked in and thought she was dead...

they're supposed to call me in emergency situations... not that this was an emergency, but it could very well have been.

she has got to effing stop smoking. she knows this.

but I am wondering what the hell is wrong with her. I am hoping not pneumonia again (i can't link while on the train, but see july 2003 archives for backstory... pneumonia, diagnosis of emphysema, etc etc.... while you're at it, july 11, 2001 she had the abdominal aortic aneurysm surgery... am hoping that something with that isn't coming back to haunt her... she couldn't see the surgeon for her annual check up last month because he doesn't take insurance anymore - lovely.)

anyway... gigglemom is feeling punky.

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hey all. thanks for the words about gigglemom... she's feeling blah, but has been doing her nebulizer breathing treatments and all that good stuff (between cigarettes... i kid you not.)

anyway, i am dog tired. woof.

(and believe me, i have tried and tried talking to her til i was blue in the face - and so was she when she was on oxygen - about quitting smoking.... she's tried in the past... but to no bloody avail)

that said...

keep your eyes peeled for #8 of the twelve poles(polls) of christmas!

hey there.... just a lil' message to all y'all dog-lovin' folks out there...

have you checked out dogster.com?

i've signed beri up for it :)

[and yes... there is catster....

knew I would be late for the 7:20 out of 'squan... so I scooted up to long branch... and am now comfortably sitting on the 7:41 train... which will get me in at 9:04

very cute redheaded guy 3 rows behind me....

downside... dude 2 rows up and over on the right side of the car.... apparently is choosing the 7:41 (since right now it's kinda empty) to give himself a manicure/pedicure. let me clarify.... he's got his shoes and socks off (i'd passed him on the way to my seat. why didn't I keep walking? yep. I saw the redheaded guy... and redheads are my kryptonite as you know...). anyway Bunion McHammertoe is actually clipping his toenails.... the funny thing is, it's not the first time i've seen/heard someone doing this... it's around the fifth.... which I find disgusting and insane.... I mean, i'd rather someone put their crest whitestrips on instead (as seen on Transit Blog)

okay.... talkies have boarded at red bank... frig. they've made a 2 seater a 4 seater so they mean to chat for the remainder of the trip (and the most annoying bit? one of them has one of those fake madonna faux english.... no. wait. one has that one. one's trying to sound like a yappy heidi klum (instead is sounding more like kathleen turner's attempt at a weird german inflection) and the guy.... don't even get me started, well, okay, i'm already started.... he's how should I put this delicately? Screaming Gay.

the train is getting slightly filled up but there are many empty seats but now i've got Creepy Guy sitting in the 2 seater with me reading the paper (and he's got it spread wide open....not that i've used the term "spread wide open" about anything on the train but he does.... ) wait. no.... he's folding...... and folding.... still folding. good lord the Star Ledger is a noisy paper... and the noises coming from this ben kingsley with a little hair's throat? please. he's submerged himself in cologne....

okay... so it's not technically the RRE but it's like the upscale version of it (except McHammertoe)

any names floating through your heads about what to name the 7:41 out of long branch? post 'em in the comments... because I'm breaking out my earplugs, taking an allergy pill, taking a midol and passing out now

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oh i just shelled out some cash for Slim in 6 (recommended by peewee who lost 15 pounds in 4 weeks...)

exercise, folks, exercise.... when the hell i'll have time i have no idea... but, i'll try to make an effort (especially since my heinie is having a problem fitting in my jeans... *ahem* although i am waiting for my "friend" to arrive today as she's traveling on the Fallopian Express, not sure, but, can you have 40 pounds of water weight??? heh. yeah, didn't think so *sigh*)

(perhaps the bulimics visting my site can test this out as well :)

i think i should be getting the package around xmas... not sure... hopefully... and i will begin it either the week after xmas or right after new year's...

the belmar parade is march 6th... fundraisers every sunday from january 16th on... so, hopefully i can slim down and have some hot piper or redhead or hot redheaded piper action by st. pat's day (ray,do NOT even think about commenting :)

well, i suppose after posting about my emphysema riddled mother and then posting about how i bought an exercise program to lose weight, it was inevitable to get a nasty comment.

IP Address: 67.1.76.176
Name: j10racle
Email Address: j10racle@yahoo.com
URL: http://???

Comments:

Why is it that people who are addicted to eating all the time keep picking on us folks who are addicted to smoking? You all are doing as much harm to your bodies as we are - you look just as disgusting in public when you are FATTER than fat as we do when we are sucking on a cigarette & you all think WE are the crazy ones...

yeah except i am not killing you with secondhand fat.

funny, j10racle, you HAD been posting very nicely on my site til now... you wanna bring it, j1? oh it's been broughten... don't you people know my menstrual schedule? i mean, i just told you in the last post and you think that my being bloated and bitchy will not have an effect on how i handle comments? don't even....

wow... got a couple of books in the post last night on how to speak gaelic! thank you mike!!

or shall i say: Go raibh maith agat!!!

(of course, he's not my thinkblank secret santa... so, i wonder who is...)

(okay, you don't have to post the recipe of said drink, but feel free to write down the beverage that makes y'all cozy or tipsy this holiday season!!!)

eh, i've just watched something where my jaw dropped and i just am, well, stunned...

here. go ahead. take a peek.

apparently metal horseshoes don't hurt teeth and someone's attempting a cover-up in the white house.

say it in the comments...

i still say that mine happened when i was 10 years old and i saw a saddle under the xmas tree and then saw a chestnut coloured pony with a huge red bow around her neck walking up the snow-covered path to my house...

1980... that's when i got Apricot Brandy for Christmas... that was the best :)

i have a feeling the commute tomorrow morning may prove to be a doozy... it's supposed to be icy with a chance of 1-2 bloody inches of snow.

of course, it'd be worse if i had to drive the 70 miles that i used to do every day to saddle brook... at least it's only 7 miles of driving and then 2 hours of dealing with the train... could be a crapshoot... more folks may be on the train if it's cruddy out..... we'll see.... OR less people may be heading into the office.

i have to work a little magic with my hair.... in about an hour i shall have a mop on my head the colour "Cinnamon Stick"

i still have to dry my hair, ugh. that's gonna take 35 minutes since it's really thick.

anyway... in the meantime:

• sign my guestmap!

(am curious to see where all y'all are at!)

holy #*&@! it's 11 (ELEVEN) degrees out.... wind chill: ZERO. ZIP. ZILCH.

i'm wearing jeans today... not sure if i'm allowed. we'll see... I've seen others wear them when it's not been friday, so...

only thing, I have short socks on. dammit. I need to do laundry so I can wear big ol' warm socks. looks like i'm popping into the sock place on the way to work. yes. there is such a place. puppeteers must go nuts in there.

okay. well... I need to get some decent sweaters, too... frigging cold.

that said. I was up til 2am watching Zoolander and am tired, of course... so, going to attempt to sleep on the train here.....

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okay. in work. all's well. i CAN wear jeans (as long as the corporate folks aren't in) so that's cool. wound up going to kmart for the socks. this is an interesting post, eh? and my hair, while it's not red red persay, it does have a hint of auburn in it... photos sometime this week (i'm sure around xmas... right now i am too bloody lazy...)

i cheated on my coffee guy in the cart again today... i feel bad since he's freezing his bippy off... anyway. starbucks' (swill) venti latte... and i thought i'd be all healthy and crap by getting a bran muffin... it was gooooood... why? because it had about a pound of sugar on muffintop.

okay. that said. back to banner hell today.

have a kickass monday!

Dear Guy Kicking the Back of my Seat with Your Knees:

while you may think you are giving me a stimulating massage through the 3.5inch padding that seperates the two of us from one another, you in all actuality, are not. what you ARE doing is aggrevating my kidneys at the beginning of a 2 hour commute. unless you want me to pee on your body after I bitch slap you, I suggest you take heed to the warning looks that i've been giving you over my shoulder for the past 5 minutes and KNOCK IT OFF!

thank you.
sincerely-
e.p. bennett

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the audblog post.... if it sounds garbled, sorry, but that's not english you're hearing until you hear me trying not to freak out. that, my friends, is my train seatpartner for this evening's commute. fucking kill me. since 7:06pm, she's been yammering away loudly. anyway... that's what that post was

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so i've been getting some nice little gifts here at work... my problem is, i haven't had a lick of time to hit an actual store, so... erin the christmas sloth has sent these via email to numerous folks... so far, not too shabby a gift...

*ahem*

well I am on the 9:01pm train out of penn... deadlines. dead. lines.

haven't had dinner. wahhhhhh...

cheer me up. leave a joke in the comments as I ride the traon home (barring all goes well, I will get home around 11:15pm)

(oh and I forgot to mention that on saturday I stubbed my right big toe really bad and now I think I really messed something up with my foot.)

okay. tell me a joke.... please :(

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well, I missed a call on my homephone.... it's bittersweet. kinda miffed that I missed it... but very happy to have a voicemail to replay over & over til I can return the call...

yes. I could call him back, but then i'd be no better than the jackass I audblogged on the train last night... except i'd be speaking english and people'd be able to tell I was giddy as a schoolgirl.

plus my headset for my cellphone sucks.

man I am starving... went out with KG (at work) for a salad. didn't go to PAX - went to the $5 salad place (same ingredients, but pax is $10 after I get my stuff thrown in...) anyway. the salad from the $5 greek/pizza place was icky. I had 3 bites and was none too pleased.

starving. just spoke with gigglemom who picked me up some soup and a bologna sammich.... nothing like eating dinner at 11:30pm.

have I mentioned that I got a good phonecall? after I publish this i'm gonna go listen to it 2 more times :)

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well, I just did something on the train that I haven't done in 25 years... I can't believe that it happened... kinda embarrassing.... I can't believe I didn't gag...

I swallowed my chewing gum.

guess that'll be floating around my intestines for 7 years now.

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there's nothing quite like walking through the bowels of penn station on the way to work and there's some guys playing a pan flute (hooked up to an amplifier) and his tune of the morning was Stairway to Heaven

so hey... THIS figures... let's see, last week i had purchased that Slim in 6 program, right? okay... first off, i ordered it and it was confirmed that i was having it FedEx'd... yesterday i was told that it was not fed ex'd. so they are giving me a credit.

okay... fine.

next... i have a confirmation email stating that this will be in 3 payments (every 30 days.) and that was fine... til i checked my bank account today and they effing charged me the LUMP BLOODY SUM of $150.45!!!! are you effing kidding me? so i was online IMing their "customer service people" who credited me the full amount and will charge me next week the first payment...

okay. fine. BUT. this is my debit card. and they zapped me... it's gonna take about 3 or 4 days for the money to be credited back in.

whatever...

so i finally started xmas shopping - i took a lunch today and went to bryant park's holiday gift thingamabob they have... and i wound up getting these fancypants chocolates from MarieBelle

i look at the receipt as i was about to sign it and it's $123 when it shoulda only been $80.

um. what the funk!?

so she cancelled that one and rang me up again...

okay... well, actually NOT bloody okay. the money is now out of my account because of the stupidity of 2 companies.

2 days before christmas and i have only bought 2 presents for family thus far.

funk.

okay... um... this guy just emailed me off match.com

are you frigging kidding me? you're going to email some stranger who's supposed to fall for you and meet you (in a public place) and you're looking like THIS in your photo?

good lord. not trying to be mean or poke fun, actually, i really don't have to try hard at all.

yikes. somehow i fail to believe he's an astronaut

peewee emailed this to me... i suggest you leave answers in the comments or link back to this on your blog.

3 Names you go by:
Erin
Er
gigglechick

cathy rocks! i received a package in the post yesterday with:

• 4 kickarse janet evanovich books (fo' the commute!)
• a so-soft fuzzy green christmas stocking with a shamrock.
• a beee-you-tee-ful frame.... with shamrocks

i am getting her tickets to Spamalot. (she knows.)

mike rocks as well.... i now can travel anywhere and charge my treo.... thank you!!

my secret santa from think blank... well, they've fallen off the face of the earth it seems so at the moment... they don't rock.

so, i suppose between now and saturday i have to come up with 6 more poles(polls) of christmas, eh???

okay I am on the train so can't do a "pick one" poll... instead:

NAME THE ONE PERSON YOU WANT TO TRAP UNDER THE MISTLETOE THIS YEAR........ names, please. leave 'em in the comments...

FOR EXTRA FUN, GUESS WHO I WANT TO BE STUCK UNDER THE MISTLETOE WITH
(leave the name or acronym in the comments with your other answer!)

yeah... it's no what's your fave song like #12, but it'll do in a pinch, no?

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okay. so.... i got outta work at 4pm... was down the shore by 6:10... wound up shopping a little more tonight, am allllmost done, only have gigglemom knick-knacks to get (the big gift is that i am kicking in $$ in january for a new carpet for the living room)

i still have 5 poles(polls) to whip up by saturday, eh? cripes...

so shopping is 99.2% done.
i vacuumed and shampooed the rug
gigglemom baked a few dozen cookies (yum!)
i have to get up early to go figure out what the hell to get gigglemom.

tonight (christmas eve) we're heading to aunt toni and uncle frankie's house for hoopie-scoopies (aka hor' dourves) - will get to see kerry and fran (haven't seen them since september when they fled the keys because of the hurricanes) and my cousin matt and his wife... should be fun!

anyway... happy christmas eve :)

gigglemom got me knitting lessons!!!!! woo!!

and for extra points... did you think i wasn't gonna come up with 12 poles(polls)?!?!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE~!!!!

blargh. merry *burp* christmas...

wanna know what i ate today alone? here goes:

morning... started off normal...
2 cups of coffee with some milk... okay, that's fine, erin.
plain bagel with some butter... not too shabby, you're okay, GC...

hmmmm... FOX is now spewing out a show called "Point Pleasant" ...

the press says it's based down here

"Although it is unclear whether Fox is depicting Point Pleasant, which does not have an ocean beachfront, or Point Pleasant Beach, which does, the show is set on the Jersey Shore. Yet the basis in fact stops there."

funny, in the 34.5 years i've been a clamdigger here (clamdigger means local, gutterminds) i've never seen a lighthouse in point, unless it's in a miniature golf course on the boardwalk... or the flashing light at the end of the jetty of the manasquan inlet...

i'd rather it be a show where the locals take on the bennys and slap 'em around a bit... i think that'd appeal to me... otherwise i fear it's going to be chock full of guidos getting plastered at Jenks and some chick who's the daughter of the devil... which, there's quite a number of satan's spawn at Jenkinson's during the summer...

that said... back to watching the games...

fantastic. well, at least i worked on cultivating my extra blubber this past weekend (oh, who the hell am i kidding. i've been working on it since thanksgiving.)

so that'll keep me warm... of course, not being able to wear pants may cause me to freeze though.

it's snowing and I didn't attempt to rush. I am sitting on the RRE (the 7:51 outta 'squan for those not "in the know")

I have my buttered bagel and my 16oz coffee from The Corner Bagelry and the conductor for the first leg (til I connect in long branch) is about 6'4" with red hair...

thank you santa.

we'll see how the rest of the ride goes...

*bi-polar express is not an original term coined by gigglechick, inc. it is property of Friend of Trip Industries (yeah. met the guy once & forget his name)

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okay. so far today (because everyone should be enthralled by my menus):

7:45am:
1/4 of a buttered bagel (i couldn't finish it.)
16 oz coffee with milk.

10:05am:
16oz coffee with milk

1:30pm:
tall starbucks peppermint mocha latte (no whip)
slimfast creamy milk chocolate

yep, folks, when the "fat jeans" get tight and you seriously consider wearing your blue striped pyjama clown pants to work... well, it's time.

(i have another slimfast in the fridge for either later today or tomorrow's lunch. i pray to the ghost of tommy lasorda that have the strength to chug these puppies for a while.)

tonight i am supposed to head over to giggleaunt judy's -- small leftover get-together (impromptu) that starts at 6... unfortunately, that's around the time i catch my train outta nyc, so i'll be getting there late... i have a huge deadline for fb and the other brand that are due today for the 1.1.05 push.

okay. i sucked down the slimfast... back to the layouts...

***** I HAD ONE SLIMFAST. THIS DOES NOT MEAN THAT I AM GOING TO GET LIVER CANCER OR DRINK COFFEE AND SLIMFAST AS A DIET. I DIDN'T WANT ANYTHING ELSE FOR LUNCH. I HAD CHILI FOR DINNER. I KNOW NOT TO HAVE COFFEE AND SLIMFAST AS A WEIGHT LOSS PLAN!! *****

photo credit: Herald Sun/AU

i haven't said much about the tsunami that happened yesterday... i am floored and cannot comprehend the amount of devastation that these countries are experiencing.

25,000 is the "conservative" death toll number. god.

there's really nothing more i can say.

just go to the red cross

****UPDATE****
or go to Solonor's for a list of relief funds...

*********..................ANOTHER UPDATE..................*********

go to tsunamihelp.blogspot.com

okay. so i had the moment about the tsunami. now it's back to the raging hormones. since the late 90s i've been smitten with seth macfarlane's work... specifically, Family Guy. it's as if he's reached into my head, scooped up all the twisted muck & pop culture references that are floating around and slapped it into a kickass series****.

and i was just watching it on cartoon network a few minutes ago... and figured i'd do a little google image search (because, apparently, i turn into a frigging stalker*** at midnight) and scrounged up his photo

he's got a nice round head and a keen goofy smile. and apparently the uncanny knack to make me guffaw...

so, eh, since the RHB� is biding his time, if anyone knows the MacFarlane boy, send him on over to gigglechick please... yeah, he's 3 years younger, but i suppose i can deal with that... or teach him a couple of things... erm... like, uh, some illustration techniques *ahem*

(hey. it could frickin' happen. whattaya lookin' at me like that for?)

*** at least i am not as stalkeriffic as these folks.... erm... not yet anyway.

**** or maybe one of the writer guys would be fine too... since they're probably in my head as well

so I am now on my connection in long branch.... the local. ugh. after enduring half an hour of a screaming kid screeching "ARE WE THERE YET?!" over and over... plus two women in matching mink coats who, when the conductor asked if their coats were real fur, the one responded "yes. they are and we're not apologizing for it".... eh.... okay....

I tried posting an audblog of the little terror, but my phone stinks.

on both trains though, I've sat facing the same poster:

"Become an Egg Donor and Become a Dreammaker"

apparently my eggs expired 2.5years ago because they only ant 18-32 year olds.

wouldn't do it anyway... the only humourous thing about it would be if someone asked if I had kids, I could truthfully say in a cheesy smartass way: "none that I know of *heh heh*"

anyway.... thanks rmanj.com poster for pointing this fact out about my eggs at 8am on the tuesday between christmas & new year's eve.. thanks.

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oh dear lord god make it stop. a man just got on at rahway and of course is EFFING SITTING NEXT TO ME and humming...

normally I would freak from the gutteral noises but he fricking smells like ROTTING ONIONS and some weird spice... what the hell is that? cumin?

dammit and I am trapped in a 2seater with him and now what just got on at Linden is a gaggle (6) of girls who are screaming and sitting down across the row from us. maybe they'll pass out from the stench because i'm sure about to.

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this is
what's
going
on
10 feet
from
my ears.

so i've been nominated for Biggest BlogWhore over at the best of blogs awards....

of course, it's an honor just to be nominated blah blah blah with the rest of the whores out there:

• barefoot principessa
• bundles of babbles

• jay's party

• non-girlfriend

• scheiss Weekly

• sharp corners blurry edges

• solonor's groovy grove of mystical Wonders

• tof reknin day

• was i there?

okay. so the end of the year is quickly rearing its ugly head... that means it's the gigglechick.com year in review...

i am coming up with a compilation of my favourite posts, but it'd be great if y'all want to slap your favourite post --- FROM MY SITE --- in the comments here... and on friday i will spew mine up here as well...

so... start reading the "past" - remember, only from 2004.

i'd like to see at least 15 comments, my poppets! at least!

(either post just the title, or better yet, the url... if you remember a certain topic, but can't remember when or where, check out the "search" thingy on the left)

um. okay. so far, the infamous "drunk post" has captivated y'all.

either this means:

A) i have wasted my time all year yammering sober
B) y'all haven't read posts prior to october 31st, 2004
C) y'all need to send me six packs of decent beer to "inspire" me.
or
D) i need to meet up with the RHB and get tipsy more often

howabout finding a "non-drunk" post :) nominate it and then i will post 'em all and have a delightful little poll in which the drunk post will come in first (like A Christmas Story)

heh.

well, it's been an up and down year here at gigglechick.com... here's my own look back at some --- right now i am only posting items that i slapped up on my site from january til june 2004... will post the other 6 months over the next day or so...

high and low-lights.... so, sit back, grab the beverage of your choice and let's... remember.... when....

january

• it snowed.

• i had a run in with a co-worker of my cousin

• i joined the belmar parade committee and began redesigning their site and looking up pipers' kilts.

• i noticed a familiar IP address watching my site... this is known as foreshadowing

• my dad was rushed to the hospital and then told me some mind-boggling news

• one of the first of a series of posts where i "purge" my thoughts on bulimics

• gadget girl makes a shiny new purchase... this will play a part in a future post.

february

• started my "photo-journalism" venture in the chick doctor's office.

• i drove down and back to marathon key, florida with my cousin kerry!

• i called into wplj and was on the radio about designing a logo

• when i commuted to the job in north jersey, i had, eh, an issue on the ride home

• received a "wink" on match.com

march

• the belmar parade was the first sunday in march

• st. pat's parade in jersey city... and met up with... you know who

• st. pat's in nyc

(can you tell march is St. Patrick's Month for me?)

• nearly killed an H&R block guy

• holy crap! i (my blog, my voice, my photo) was on msnbc!!

• had a cowboy mouth fix

april

• met a guy at the cowboy mouth show....

• i got pissed at Average Joe...

• ...and decided that i would pitch my Average Jane show to NBC

• i start falling for the cowboy mouth boy (CMB�)

• i bought 2 tix to the yanks/red sox game on ebay

• was alerted that i couldn't drink where i bought said seats...so bought 2 more

• ...became addicted to ebay and buying yankees/red sox tickets

• giggledad got re-married and i was his Best Man

• the CMB� wound up not being able to go to the game on the 24th, so i took gigglemom instead...

• i WON the logo contest for wplj!!!

• thanks to google, i learned WHY the CMB� could not go to the game after the whole ticket fiasco... and shall forever be known as the DAMB�

may

• i broke the news to Odd Todd that he was getting grilled by weber

• DAMB� idiot

• began my quest to become a farkwhore back in may

• went to the taping of the Survivor finale and also a wedding of a co-worker

• was spammed by howard fishman - who actually wound up calling my cell # a few months later about this post

• remember my camera i got in january? well, nobody effs with my gadgets, dammit. nobody. yes. fists flew... at least my fist did.

• the infamous shower and wedding invites.

• i kept my eyes peeled and had someone hauled off to jail

• i still want my mini cooper convertible... *sigh*

june

• two audblogs from the belmont day (here and here)

• aftermath of belmont day

• i got dooced 5 days before my birthday... i announced it - somewhat - here, but also had the officespacewars link in the same post

• said officespacewars movie caused the server to overload and my host to freak out because i was boing-boinged

• bought my first set of golf clubs

• got hit on at the unemployment office

*yawn* really hard to scrape myself off my chair and drag myself into the shower right now.

so... what's everyone doing for new year's eve?

holy crap! the RRE is packed again today... yesterday it was SRO... today it's gonna be again... the conductor said it's because everyone's going up with 18 screaming kids apiece to see the rock center tree...

then he told me that when he was in point pleasant making change he said really loudly to his other conductor friend:

"so... did ya' hear that big tree in rockefeller center burned down last night?!?"

and then he cackled and told me that it made a kid cry...

I am warming up to the RRE conductors :)

(and no. there aren't 23 cars on the RRE)

::: plunked in on my treO:::

okay in between tsunami news reports on the teevee, i am trying to weed through the latter half of my blog to post july thru december

okay, in between scouring my site for posts from july - december and also flipping around the dial to look for tsunami info...

i heard this wonderfully scrumptious bit of news!!!

crap. been running around trying to get an outfit for tonight and tickets (going to the boathouse tonight, open bar from 9pm - 1:30am, champagne at midnight and a trip giveaway)... will post my other half of the year links tomorrow (or when i wake up from the alcohol coma)

think of my "year in review" as my "fiscal year in review" (hey, at least you got the 1st six months outta me with the links :)

you can, however, read the surly schlep posts since that's been 98.2% of what my life's been about since mid-october!!!

and i'd like to thank ABC for naming me A Person of the Year....

HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR, FOLKS!!! be safe and sound!!!

in the meantime, do NOT forget to "rabbit, rabbit" FIRST thing in the morning!!!

** this is the last post of the year, unless i drunk dial audblog prior to 11:59pm EST