| I think I have entered a parallel universe |
[27 Jun 2005|10:18am] |
So image you are sleeping soundly and a strange gagging noise wakes you up. You open your eyes and there staring you in the face is a cat who is currently in the process of throwing up about 4 inches from your face. You manage to escape clean but there it is nasty cat puke on the bed where you are sleeping.
Its 430 am.
Then the phone rings, its your roomate and you are too tired and grossed out to answer the phone. As you are attempting to put the phone up on a shelf it falls, hits you in the face and gives you a nasty fat lip.
Imagine that....that was my night last night.
I think I have fallen into some parallel universe where very few things are going my way. Not big life things, the big life things are fine. I have a job, Im in a play, I have people who love me.
But cats throw up in my face in the middle of the night, people keep stepping on me, i drop things and hurt myself.
as charlie brown would say...good grief.
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| Bizarro Sunday |
[26 Jun 2005|07:37pm] |
So I thought I was aware that New York was full of gay people. I thought I was the single fag hag for so long for a reason. I thought i understood that the strait man in New York is a rare species and that they called it gay New York once upon a time for a reason.
I had no fucking idea.
Today i was stranded on the wrong side of Christopher St. You see I am cat-sitting for Marie who lives on Perry St. in the heart of the gayest part of Manhattan (I dont care what they say about Chelsea) Today was the pride parade. I knew it would be nuts but I had no fucking clue that the parade would last for about 5 hours and it would take me an hour to walk two New York City Blocks.
I had no idea.
Or maybe June 26th is like St. Patrick's Day.....today everyone is Gay!
So happy pride day! Because today we are all queers.
Then I also realized that 2 weeks ago i was cat-sitting in Spanish Harlem on the weekend of the Puerto Rican Day Parade.
And here I am at 96 Perry on the gayest day in New York.
What a day.
ps...im a shrimp....please eat me....
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| Yay for me! |
[22 Jun 2005|12:16am] |
So tonight was my first night of "work". Really it was just mock service for friends and family because the wine bar isnt open yet. Today I almost had a nervous breakdown. I don't know why, I just freaked. For some reason I was convinced that I was going to mess up more than I have ever messed up in my life.
Possibly even kill someone.
But it all turned out fine. It was a bit crazy and I had one asshole I had to deal with for a bit, but I have to say I was pretty good. I was smart and quick and had good ideas and the manager even told me I was her favorite!
So I freaked for nothing. Which is pretty usual for me.
So the lesson learned here is that I need to have more confidence in myself and realize that table service is not rocket surgury or brain science. I probably won't kill anyone. I should save my nervous breakdowns for the important stuff.
And I made 35$ which I will promptly turn over to Marie tomorrow.
And everyone come to the wine bar. It is really cool and not expensive. Its called Wine Bar on Wooster street at Broome and will be open next tues the 28th
Nothing like sleeping after a hard day of gettin people drunk.
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| What if |
[11 Jun 2005|02:18pm] |
So it has been very famously said that you can't always get what you want.
But what happens when you do get what you want. When the stars allign so perfectly that everything that you have ever wanted is suddenly at your feet and is yours for the taking?
What happens when you take it?
And what if taking it means that you let go of something that you need?
I took a vacation to Manhattan this week. I stayed in a very cute apartment in Harlem and did touristy things like go to the Met and the park. I took the occasional break from my vacation to go back to my 'real' life. (which consists of drinking with my friends and going to yoga). The vacation gave me some time to think about and realize some things.
I definately want to live by myself at some point in my life.
I wish I had a cat.
I never want to live in Harlem.
The MTA is a horrible horrible organization but we are powerless to change it.
Getting what you want is fun.
I can exist without tv and internet.
Coming home to Brooklyn is nice.
My advice is to take a vacation to New York sometime. Especially if you life here.
So just remember the words of Mick Jaggar. But with that in mind...go out there and get what you want.
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[07 Jun 2005|12:42am] |
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Its funny when you are waiting for the subway and your friend is also waiting for the subway but on the other side of the tracks. You are so close to each other and could be having or continuing your conversation but you don't because it would be awkward and you don't want the rest of the people waiting to hear you talking and vice versa.
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[05 Jun 2005|08:23am] |
I would just like to state that it is 8:24 am on a Sunday and I woke up after 6 fitful hours of sleep to go to yoga so I won't feel so bad when I go get drunk at 2pm today at brunch.
I think this has gone too far.
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| I have to say |
[03 Jun 2005|02:21am] |
my posts have been frequent desperate and quick
deal with it.
The rimjobs are the best people in the world because they continue to challenge, love, hate, trust, give over to, help, force me to realize things about, call to make sure i get home safe, stand behind, sweat with, watch things with , get me off the stage, put me on the stage, teach, improve my acting, refuse to put up with, always put up with, hug, eat with, celebrate, ME.
Thank you.
(ok not ALL the rimjobs are this good, but you know who you are and who you arent and to truly be a rimjob you pretty much must fullfill this criteria.)
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| nothing even matters.....nothing but you |
[31 May 2005|03:38am] |
I don't know if it is the drinking or the birthday or the almost 4 am and i need to get up early tomorrow, but everything seems a lot more important right now. The things that i always normaly am bothered or enamored by are breaking my heart right now. Maybe Bobby and Luke were right, maybe 22 does suck.
I just...sometimes i get to this place where things are too hard to communicate and everything I want is too far away. too out of my grasp.
Somehow i always get to the place where everyone else is more important than me. Than what i have always wanted.
Im taking your advice I am quiting the book
Im sorry if this all seems desperate and quick...
it is.
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| my favorite day |
[30 May 2005|12:41am] |
Exactly one year ago today i was sitting on the steps of a heroine clinic in Edinboro(sp) Scotland. No I didnt have a habit, I just didnt have a place to stay. I was there with Bethany and Tey and Russel and the wierd Japanese guy who climbed over walls and shit. And then some nice Scottish people came by and took us home with them and let us sleep on their couches and floors. And the next day we slept and ate and walked arround and that was my 21st Birthday.
Now Im sitting in my apartment in Bay Ridge by myself listening to the garbage trucks and getting ready to go to sleep so I can rest up for tomorrow night where I will drink and eat with my glorious friends, new and old, and that will be my 22nd Birthday.
And somehow a whole big crazy fun year has passed in between these two days. I think birthdays are important if only to make us feel special and to make us go, holy shit what just happened to the last year of my life. But this was a good year. A very good year and I feel this next year will be even better.
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| once upon a time |
[29 May 2005|02:55am] |
there was once a summer when i was Kelly Osbourne, I threw the best birthday party ever, it rained all the time, me and patrick were friends, fleet week meant some wierd ass sailors invaiding my life and 28 days later and Pirates of the Carribean were on my top 10 list of things to do....
and I had a blurty.
Joe's Blurty lives... please check it out....wow.
if i just start talking in a british accent and dye my hair pink this summer will be just the same...
only better.
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[27 May 2005|03:39am] |
Its almost 4am...and i steal from lizard
Name 20 of your friends (randomly):
1. Lizard
2. Marie
3. Ashley
4. Joe
5. Bethany
6. Donna
7. Brianna
8. Teya
9. Iyabo
10. Mac
11. Tyler
12. Mike
13. Candice
14. Beth
15. Jack Bauer
16. Adam
17. Erik
18. Chris
19. Luke
20. Alex
-Who is #8 going out with? Jesse Gee...aka gee
-Is #9 a boy or a girl? girl
-Would #11 and #2 make a cute couple? yea they would
-How about #18 and #4?not cute but interesting
-What grade is #17 in? 30 year old grade
-When was the last time you talked to #12? last night
-What is #6's favorite band? the donnas? no something cooler
-Does #1 have any siblings? a brother
-Would you ever date #3? yea shes cute and we get along
-Would you ever date #7? again...cute and we get along
-Is #16 single? nope
-What's #15's last name? i already said
-What's #10's middle name? Jacob
-What's #5's favorite thing to do? drink coffee
-Is #13 hot? hells yea
-Would #14 and #19 make a good couple? if by good couple you mean disaster then yes
-What school does #20 go to? gradumatated from UNM
-Tell me a random fact about #11? I met him the first day of school at NYU
-And #3? she owns a freakish number of skirts
-Have you ever had a crush on #15? every day of my life
-What's #4's favorite color? green?
-Would you make out with #14? for sure
-Are #5 & #6 best friends? they haven't met each other. yet.
-Does #7 like #20? again dont know each other
-Does #8 like #19? nobody knows each other
-How did you meet #2? Section 1 forever
-How did you meet #18? at adler
-Does #10 have any pets? if i count as a pet then yes
-Is #12 older than you? i think so
-Have oral relations with #3?uh not me.
-Is #17 the sexiest person alive? sexy for a 30 year old
-Does #2 have any cute siblings? well i hear michael is quite the stud at Fargo High School
-What about #16? maybe?
phew i should go to bed
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| Blast from the past |
[24 May 2005|11:35am] |
Silly survey that I filled out last year in Dublin and now i re fill it out...
1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says:
"When we're on the mat we just want to beat the piss out of each other"
2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?:
My bed
3: What is the last thing you watched on TV?:
The Season Finale of 24('RIP' Jack)
4:WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:
11:45
5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?:
11:40
6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?:
My ipod which is playing Matchbox 20...the cars outside, my upstairs neighbors
7: When did you last step outside? what were you doing?
I was coming home from watching 24 with joe
8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at?:
the facebook
9: What are you wearing?:
my pjs
10: Did you dream last night?
I had a dream about graduation and we were all drinking and there is more i cant remember
11: When did you last laugh?
Last night when i was reading old journal entries and i came accross the quote "i havent met a salad green i didnt like"
12: What is on the walls of the room you are in?:
Some random pictures i have hung up, my santa fe new york clocks my venice mask and my calander
13: Seen anything weird lately?:
your mom
14: What do you think of this quiz?:
Aparantly i love it if i am ressurecting it
15: What is the last film you saw?:
Star Wars Revenge of the Sith
16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?:
a building in the west village of manhattan where i could live with all my friends for free
17: Tell me something about you that I don't know:
i like to peel my grapefruits
18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?: make it so that everyone would have the same economic status and no one was rich or poor but everyone had exactly the right amount
19: Do you like to dance?:
oh yea
20: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?:
Jane
21: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?:
Jack
22: Would you ever consider living abroad?:
definately
sorry bored
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| Now im on the internet...for real this time |
[19 May 2005|04:54pm] |
So I have internet. I had to wait from 12-4 for the cable guy to come. I was lying arround smelly, not showered in my pjs cause i thought they were gonna call before they came and i could put on some clothes or something.
But no...the buzzer rings and there he is...and he is cute too and there I was looking like a mess.
Oh well what was i gonna do date the cable guy. No but that's kinda hot.
And I bought some basic basic tv for 14$ a month. Cause i like tv, i do. Even if it is just the networks and the food chanel.
So now the apartment is starting to fall into place, except for the furniture thing. but it will all come in time. Now to find a job.
I did my double (two yoga classes in one day) it was hard, but i did it and i felt good, but tired.
And I saw Star Wars...it was good and Darth Vader is cool.
And Im having dinner with Ashley tonight, and these are the inane details of my life.
My friend Emily posted this on her livejournal and i thought some of my friends who arent her friends might appriciate it so...enjoy
Dont let him waste your time, but Nancy Sinatra
You can stay all night if you want to
You can hang out with all of his friends
You can go and meet his mother and father
Better make sure that's where it ends
'cause baby there's just one thing that you've gotta know
Let him read your palm and guess your sign
Let him take you home and treat you fine
But baby
Don't let him waste your time
Don't let him waste your time
'cause the years flash by in an instant
And you wonder what he's waiting for
Then some skinny bitch walks by in some hot pants
And he's running out the door
So remember that one thing you've gotta know
Let him read your palm and guess your sign
Let him take you home and treat you so fine
But baby
Don't let him waste your time
Don't let him waste your time
You ain't getting no younger
And you've got nothing to show
So tell him that it's now or never
And then
Go go go go go
He can have his space
He can take his time
He can kiss you where the sun don't shine
Oh baby
Don't let him waste your time
Don't let him waste your time
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| so this is the rest of my life |
[15 May 2005|11:04am] |
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So my parents just left. And i sort of feel like it is that day last summer in Europe when I was all alone at last on a train to Florence. because I am lugging arround a bunch of shit, I am using internet cafes located in subway restaurants and I feel oddly homeless. In about an hour I am going home, to Brooklyn that is, and life starts. What i will do with my time im not sure. I will probably not know what to do, cry a little, then unpack and watch tv.
I just feel lost, like somebody picked me up out of my known universe and plopped me down in some alternate universe where i live in brooklyn and college is something in the past tense...i 'went' to college.
I miss my parents, but that is nothing new, however i am also glad to have my independence back. to all my friends i am sorry if i was non-existant this last week, I tend to do that when they are arround and i was sick too. But please call me, as I dont have internet yet. I am not doing anything and would love to hang.
There will be more. there will always be more.
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[06 May 2005|01:31am] |
Maybe someday I will stop torturing myself....maybe...
Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat, the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now
And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how
Cause maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall
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| I'm goin for a real entry |
[03 May 2005|11:53pm] |
Every once in a while a group of people will come together randomly and become as close as a family. Something about a certain group of people creates a chemistry that makes you feel at home and gives you the confidence to be the worst version of yourself and know that this group of people will still love you no matter what.
I have been lucky enough in my life to have experienced this more than once, but nothing can compete with the magic that was Section 1. On the first day of studio this semester I was a little bummed because none of my friends were in my group and some people I thought I didn't like were. But the truth is that getting put into that group was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love those people and feel blessed that I got to know them and see them 3 days a week for a few months. I have made and remade some of the best friends that I have at NYU and I feel confident that we will continue to be friends for a long time.
So goodbye to Stonestreet and our time there, but hello to the first day of the rest of our lives.
Thank You
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| The good times are killing me |
[03 May 2005|11:45pm] |
Because Marie demanded it of me...
1. What time is it? 11:45
2. Nickname:Wheels, Meg
3. Number of candles that appeared on your last birthday cake: 21
4. Date that you regularly blow them out? May 30
5. Horoscope Sign: Gemini
6. Pets: Not in ny, but in Santa I have 3 kitties, Mama, Tyler and Jack
7. Eye color: brown
8. Hair color: brown
9. Piercings: 2 ears in each hole
10. Tattoos: my initials and zodiac symbol on my left hipbone
11. Hometown: Santa Fe New Mexico
12. Current Residence:New York, Alumni Hall but im about to move to Brooklyn
13. Been in love? yes, just once for real
14. Been to Africa: no
15. Been toilet papering? sadly no
16. Been in a car accident? Fortunately no
17. Coke or Pepsi? coke, pepsi is for losers and Britney Spears
18. Favorite Movie: Fight Club
19. Favorite Holiday: Christmas and Memorial Day(cause its my birthday)
20. Favorite day of the week: Im gonna agree with Marie and say thursday-its the new friday
21. Favorite word or phrase: Don't Delaaaaaaay It!!
22. Favorite Restaurant: Spice or Cosmic Cantina
23. Favorite Flower: Gerber Daiseys
24. Favorite Sport to watch: football play:does watching tv count?
25. Favorite Muppets Character: Kermit
26. Favorite Fast Food Restaurant: I dont like fast food, or at least any of the chains so i pic baja tacos in SF
27. When was your last hospital visit: the mac falling down the stairs incident
28. Who is the last person you got mail from before this? My teacher
29. Have you ever been convicted of a crime?loving you
30. Which single store would you choose to max out your credit card? Urban Outfitters
31. What do you do most often when you are bored? watch tv or do a crossword
32. Most annoying thing? long phone messages
33. Bedtime? later than i want usualy
34. Last person you went out to dinner with: Eliza and some others tonight for Chinese food that didnt sit well
35: Last movie you saw: The Interpreter
36. What is your deepest fear? getting sick and not being able to live my life
37.Time you finishedthis survey: 11:52
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[29 Apr 2005|01:38am] |
I have become the girl who always listens to others problems and who is remarkably good friends with all of her exes. I am drama free. Well at least to other people.
I think I have lost a little bit of me in the process.
I need to start letting go of more.
Because the truth is, I like people I would never admit to...I am annoyed with people who I can't bitch about and I feel I am loosing something that was once so important to me I frequently almost lost it.
Because yes, I loose it...
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| Last Beautiful Girl |
[26 Apr 2005|12:43am] |
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So Rob Thomas was on Ellen this morning and his new single is decidedly catchy. Everyone at studio was singing it today...needless to say it caught on.
So I bought it on itunes because it got me thinking about how I used to love and I mean LOVE Matchbox 20. Because Billy loved them and he gave me all of their CDs and how I lost all those CDs freshman year.
So I searched itunes for Mad Season. I don't think that I can express how much this CD got me at the end of my senior year of high school. You know how a bunch of songs just narrates your life at a specific time. There I was, 17 years old just broken up with the first love of my life, about to move away from the only home I had ever known and listening to Mad Season literaly every single day of my life in my White Chevy Corsica. Driving home from Albuquerque crying my eyes out and listening to Angry
So I started listening to the songs on itunes and strangely enough 4 years later at the end of my senior year of college the cd still fucking gets me. Here I am 21 years old and single and about to be done with school maybe forever and all I want to do is listen to Mad Season on my White ipod.
So I have changed in the last 4 years, this I will admit, but aparantly I haven't changed that much. Or maybe when music gets you that much it just never leaves you.
Another example of this is Robbie Williams Escapeology in November of Sophomore year. And the Scorpions Album when I was 6 (don't ask) Like Emily said then, that is what great pop music is.
"you still want love, but not without affection"
"This won't be the first heart that you break, you won't be the last beautiful girl in the world"
"I think I've already lost you, I think that you're already gone"
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| Ave Maria |
[23 Apr 2005|11:32pm] |
Sometimes it rains so hard in New York that there is nothing you can do. No amount of umbrellas or cute rain boots or panchos can do any good. Its windy and your hair gets caught on things and you come home fucking soaked because in New York, you walk no matter what. You are drenched and there is only one thing that you can do. Take off your wet clothes, hang out in your underwear, listen to Mozart and watch the rain.
Who needs a boy on a Saturday night?
I came home tonight after a great dinner with Marie and her dad and Ashley and the apartment was empty and it smelled, because despite some peoples supposed efforts it always smells. And even though my day and night were great I was still a little sad. Rain always makes me a little sad. And this morning I started packing up my room and I came accross stuff from Freshman year and High School and it made me sad, but very happy. I like where the last four years has brought me. I like being a little sad in my underwear at Alumni, all alone.
I think Ill go pack some more and maybe drink a little more.
Who needs a boy on Saturday night?
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