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October 31st 2004 12:37am
I went shopping today with Racquel. She wanted to go into Victoria's Secret to buy lingerie for her man. So I decided I would finally get properly measured for a bra. Yeah. I'm a 36D. Oy vey. I thought I would be happier that the girls have gotten so big but I'm not. A D?! At least I'm still 36 and not 38 but still. A D? My mom called me an idiot and said, "Of course you're a D!!! It runs in the family. The McGuire side all had big boobs!"
So the girls now have two new bras to cover them. Industrial sized big bosomed bras with THREE clasps in the back because they're too big for the one or two clasp bra.
CHRIST!
When I complained to the saleswoman she said, "I wish I was like you. I have an A cup."
So I guess the boob job I wanted is unnecessary now.
Oh and I got my haircut yesterday. It's back up to my shoulders and I have bangs! I haven't had bangs since 1996!
They make me look younger.
I'm a little upset at how short the length is. I didn't want it that short but it's hair and it will grow back.
Oh so I went to an adult, er, novelty shop tonight. And damn when did vibrators get so high tech!? They have like LCD things on them and like 7 or 8 speeds and variations. Wow. I didn't get one...I like my old trustworthy friend but I was tempted to buy the Jackrabbit Deluxe.
Some of them are downright scary. There was one that was a three way toy: clitoral, vaginal and anal stimulation at the same time. That's too much for me. Oh and the videos and DVDs?! Some of the titles were so funny I was hysterical. And damn it I'm so tired I can't think of one. Motherfucker. I hate being old.
I gotta go to bed. And freaky dreams about being married to someone I haven't spoken to in months. I have no idea what that's about. I think it's because baseball season is over and I have nothing to focus my attention on and so I have nothing better to do then dwell on the fact that I am pathetic, my life is pathetic and that I will be alone forever.
Dear God...please make my period show up. I am 6 days late and really pissy, crampy, swollen and just in a downright foul mood.
And make it arrive tomorrow so I can lie around all day doing nothing. Please? Thanks so much.
36D
October 22nd 2004
My coworkers were so funny yesterday. Most of them avoided me until I said something to them. Heh.
I was fine yesterday. I'm still in shock and it doesn't seem possible that the Yankees were so fucking close to going to the World Series and blew it. Oh well. Shit happens.
Like I said in 2002 when they lost to the Angels in the first round I can get sleep now.
I didn't watch all of Game 7. I turned it off when it was 6-0 and fell asleep. The spookiest thing is that I woke up at the exact moment the Sox won. I sat up felt this pain in my chest. I walked over to the TV, turned it and there they were, the hoodlums, celebrating on our field. After I dry heaved twice I turned the channel. I almost Kevin Browned a wall but decided against it since I nearly broke my wrist last year during Game 1 of the ALCS when Moose gave up like 18 home runs.
So now the 2004 Yankees will be known as the first team in baseball to be up 3-0 in a series and lose it 4-3. Hey they have such a storied history that it's appropriate that they have good records and bad ones, right? And this now gives teams who are down 0-3 in a series hope. The downside is that I'll have to hear that no talent assgoblin Joe Buck saying, "the last team to have a 3-0 lead in a playoff series and lose the series, the 2004 Yankees..." for the next 15 fucking years. Unless another network outbids Fox for MLB coverage. Oh that would be wonderful because they suck balls. But hey maybe he'll stop mentioning Game 7 of the 2001 World Series every fucking time Mariano Rivera comes into playoff game. I loathe Joe Buck. LOATHE HIM. And his Slama Lama Ding Dong commercial grates on my nerves.
Maybe now all of the people crying about the Yankees' high payroll can shut up. High payroll doesn't win championships. Assholes.
The thing that pisses me off the most is that the Yankees just seemed to roll over and die in the last 4 games. It was as if they didn't want it as badly as the Sox and that's just unacceptable to me. I pay good money to see them play and to see them squander a lead like that is sickening. They didn't do their job.
Go Cardinals!!!! Come on Pujols and Edmonds I want you to hitting the shit out of the Green Mawnstah.
I don't know if I'll watch any games.
Or maybe I will, with my Curt Schilling voodoo doll. He's another asshole. The sight of him makes me sick.
I'm actually in a good mood right now and this entry is just mean.
Eh screw it. I need to get this stuff out.
My boys were so good to me when I was upset on Wednesday night. Jack cuddled with me when I was sleeping between 10 and midnight and then when I was up until 4am Henry slept in my lap while I was on the lazy boy.
I just turned the 90s channel on and "No Diggity" by Blackstreet is on. I love this song. Reminds me of living on 93 West Utica Street in Oswego with my boys Dan and Tim.
Damn the boots I wore today irritated my calves. Its like I have giant hives on my legs. Ick.
I thought I'd be stylish and wear cropped pants with high skinny boots and a poncho. I got compliments from my coworkers. All of the girls in my office look so cute when they come into work and I'm always so blah. So I decided to be cute. I also got my hair blown out straight yesterday so it looked nice and sleek.
I just thought of something...I won't be able to walk around my apartment in my underwear once I get a roommate. Bummer.
I'm sitting in my underwear right now.
It's too hot to wear clothes in this damn apartment.
Damn it I just turned the Arena Rock channel on and "Kiss Me Deadly" was ending!!! Fucker. I love that song.
"Open Letter (To a Landlord)" by Living Colour just started though. Heh.
This song has a sick bass line.
"You can tear a building but you can erase a memory..."
Oh by the way the Dominicans in my neighborhood went NUTS when the Red Sox won. It was so fucking annoying. And it's not that they like the Red Sox, they like Manny Ramirez because if Manny Ramirez were playing on the Yankees Wednesday night this neighborhood would have been dead quiet. Losers.
Congratulations to Duran Duran whose album entered the US charts at #17. Not too shabby. I helped contribute. I bought the CD the day it was released.
I really like it. I think my favorite is "Nice" followed by "Bedroom Toys" hee.
"Cream" is on the 90s channel. I love this song. Prince is so awesome.
My neighbors are probably like, "Aw crap her voice is back." Hee. Yes, I will be singing all night because I have nothing better to do.
And I don't care.
I was in the elevator with Rachel Dratch of SNL earlier today. I was thisclose to saying "Congratulations" because she's a big Sox fan but then I almost dry heaved thinking about saying it.
So I didn't.
One of my coworkers sent a video of a Conan O'Brien skit where someone who works for his show is having trouble with his computer and calls out IT help desk. A lot of the people who work in IT are in India and the skit is that the guy flies all the way to India with his busted computer to talk to the lady who spoke to on the phone. It is hilarious. I'm on the phone with them like once a week because my computer sucks ass. I was on the phone with them today actually.
I was laughing so hard watching it.
Okay how are the Yankees not going to the World Series?!!? Did someone poison them after Game 3? Jesus.
Wow sorry where did that come from?
Four years ago last night I attended my first World Series game. I'm 3-0 in the World Series. 5-3 in the Division Series. 3-1 in the ALCS. That's pretty damn good.
I've been to 15 playoff games in the last 4 years. That's pretty good.
And I am 11-4. Not too shabby.
Okay time to sing and piss the neighbors off.
Stace
October 21st 12:17a
Thanks God. Thanks a lot. I ask you for one thing. ONE FUCKING THING and what do I get? Nothing. So bye. I'm not praying to you anymore. You don't exist to me anymore.
This year minus my HBO appearance has sucked balls. Everything I pray for, I'm denied so again bye.
I've accepted the fact that no one will fall in love with me. I've accepted the fact that I will probably end up becoming an 86 year old who lives alone with 39 cats in a one bedroom apartment. But how the fuck could you let the Boston Red Sox beat the Yankees tonight? HOW? Fuck you.
I'm an atheist now.
But hey there's a good news. Not only will I be able to sleep now but I'm getting nearly $800 credited towards my season tickets next year.
Stace
October 18th 2004
I can’t take these late playoff games anymore. I was up until almost 2 last night. Fox needs to start these games earlier. Stop the pregame shit and just show the game. Does anyone really care what Jeanne Zelasko and Kevin Kennedy have to say about anything? I sure as hell don’t. And Fox do me a favor, get rid of Tim McCarver. He acts like a senile 85 year old. He doesn’t know player’s names, he says the same shit every damn game and he’s annoying. Joe Buck should thank his dad everyday for his job. He sucks also.
When the Yankees score runs they sound like someone shot their dog. When the Red Sox score runs and they sound like they have to change their underwear. Assholes.
The wedding on Saturday was a lot of fun even though I was literally one of 5 single people there and I was seated at a table of couples. Then again they did invite me with a guest so they probably thought I was going to bring someone. Eh, it was still a lot of fun. And people kept going back and forth to and from the bar in the hotel to update us on the Yankees/Red Sox score.
The wedding program was hilarious. They made up fake bios for the bridesmaids and groomsmen. The favors at the tables were those koolie things that you put a beer bottle in to keep it cold. The bride and groom collect them. And they also gave out a CD of songs that have been special to them over the years. They’ve known each 11 years. We never thought he’d ever propose.
They met as freshmen up in SUNY Binghamton. They were also born on the same day.
The ceremony itself was great. It was literally like 7 minutes long or short depending on how you want to look at it. You gotta love that. I’m always stuck at long ass Catholic or Greek Orthodox weddings so this one was very refreshing. Heh.
They had a mime at the cocktail hour. She was freaking me out. She liked me. I couldn’t get away from her.
I danced a lot which was stupid because my right knee has been bothering me for two weeks and I was told by someone who is studying to be an orthopedic surgeon that I may have early arthritis. Oy vey. I’m 30 damn it not 60. So I’m going to make an appointment and get it checked out. Both knees are bothering today but the right one is worse.
Early arthritis?!!?!!?
What the hell? I am falling apart!
I just found out that Ben Affleck was at the game I attended on Wednesday. Um did they not inform Yankee Stadium security that he is persona non grata? Good God. That assclown shouldn’t be allowed within a 5 miles radius of Yankee Stadium. Now that makes Wednesday’s victory even sweeter knowing that he was there with his buddy Matt Damon.
The Yankees better fucking win today because if they don’t I will definitely have an anxiety attack.
Idiots.
I was watching the “Surreal Life” on VH1 last night. Okay two things: Jordan Knight is fat and he can’t sing.
Oh and he sucks.
I saw a commercial for a celebrity diet challenge show that is supposed to be airing on VH1 and I think I saw Biz Markie. Motherfucker what the fuck?
God is punishing me for something. I have no idea what it is but being at that wedding and seeing all of those couples made me feel really lonely. Usually I just brush that stuff off and don’t let it bother me but Saturday night I was sad thinking about how alone I am. It’s pathetic. Boo fucking hoo right?
Thank god for Jack and Henry, who love me unconditionally. Who am I kidding? They love me because I’m the one who feeds them.
Oh and to add to my misery one of my coworkers became engaged this weekend. Believe me I am happy for her but even though I am only 30 I feel like I am past my expiration date and that it’s never going to happen for me. Silly, I know but I can’t help it.
I just want to love someone and for once have him love me back.
Is that too much to ask for?
Yeah I didn’t think so.
Wow I am definitely PMSing because writing this is upsetting me.
I’ll stop now.
Stace
October 15th 2004
I just wanted to thank a certain someone for ruining "Just a Friend" by Biz Markie for me. I can't listen to it now without getting upset. Okay the "Come on" just made scream out loud laughing but besides that the song pisses me off....Oh and the "don't even give me that" also made me crack up as well.
DAMN YOU!!!!!!
You asshole.
Wow Jack is really beating the shit out Henry. Damn.
Oh and how efficent am I? I went after work to get an outfit for the wedding tomorrow and it took me only a half an hour to get an outfit AND shoes! Aw yeah. I RULE!
I got a black satin pants suit and a really nice green cami to wear under the jacket. I also got satin pumps. The heel is about an inch. I can't wear anything higher than that with my bum knee which sucks. The outfit would look better with strappy shoes. Oh well. And the good thing about the satin outfit, I can wear it the holiday party. Aw hell yeah.
And I bought 2 ponchos and a sweater because I'm weak and Lord & Taylor had such cute stuff! And they were having a sale. Damn them.
Stace
October 14th 2004
Simon LeBon rendered me speechless. Literally. Couldn't say a word. I've loved him since I was 8. That's most of my life. And I was less than 2 feet from him. Nick Rhodes said hi to me and I said, "Hi" and "Thank you" or some shit. Who knows. I was totally retarded. I hate when I lose my cool like that.
Racquel was thrilled because John Taylor asked her name and Roger Taylor asked her where she was from. I guess he's never seen a Puerto Rican before? So once again I was the ugly duckling best friend. Ugh. I thought I was past that. I regressed back to lazy eyed Stacey and was afraid to make eye contact with people.
It was so annoying.
But besides that it was fucking cool. Like I said I was less than 2 feet from Simon LeBon. AHHHHHHHH!
Now I know how I'll react if I ever see Don Mattingly. I'll freeze. Just like I did when I saw Sting. Heh.
I wasn't nervous around Derek Jeter or Josh Jackson. Oh wait Josh made me spill a drink. That was really funny.
I was so excited for an off day and here I am typing this at 11:25. Duh.
I still don't have an outfit for that damn wedding on Saturday. But I may be able to go out during lunch tomorrow.
I have to try and fall asleep. I need to. I look like shit and I am exhausted everyday when I wake up.
Wow my mood is suddenly very foul. Yeah bedtime.
Oh yeah and men still suck ass.
And they're pussies.
Goodnight....fucker.
Stace
October 10th 2004
I have no voice and I am breaking out like a 15 year old. Welcome to October baseball! This shit stresses me out too much. One of my coworkers was like, "Why do you let it get to you?" And my answer, "I don't have anything...no boyfriend, no husband, nothing...the Yankees are my boys."
What can I say? I'm obsessed.
But like I said, I have nothing. Oh wait. I have two cats. And I do live on my own at least until November. I'm getting a roommate.
If you want a laugh go here http://www.notproud.com/index.php
Some of that stuff is FRIGHTENING!!!
Yikes.
Like the poor little 17 year old who thinks she'll go the rest of her life never getting an orgasm...She needs a more experienced boyfriend and someone needs to show her where her clit is. Heh.
Because once you find it...ahhhhhh. Nice.
Oh so I decided that I am just going to get a really nice pants outfit for the wedding this coming weekend. I hate wearing dresses. It's bad enough I am going alone like a loser...I want to be comfortable in my outfit. Plus I'll be running back and forth from the reception to the bar to find out the Yankee/Sox score anyway. Heh.
I hate being invited to wedding with a guest and not being able to bring one. Ugh.
Although I did notice a pretty hot guy checking me out on the train the other morning...then again I looked like ass and he was probably like, "Damn what is wrong with her?"
Oh so I gave my tape of the documentary that HBO was nice enough to send me to one of my coworkers last week who didn't get to see it. I wanted her to watch it because I knew she would tell me if I looked like shit or not. She's very frank and to the point. She doesn't hold anything back and I was sick of everyone saying that I looked good when I kept thinking, "I look like ass!!!" So I told her to tell me what she thought and she said, "Are you prepared for me to be totally honest?" And I said, "Bring it." The day after she watched it she sent me an email with 5 things. The only thing that she didn't like about my appearance was my hair, that it was too flat which I agree with. But she said I was idiot for thinking I look like shit. HA. That wasn't what I was expecting. She was very complimentary.
So now I can say I don't look like shit.
Kidding.
I still think I look like shit. But at least now I know people are being sincere about how THEY think I looked. I mean we are our own worst critics, right?
One of my best friends said, "You have no idea how fucking cool it is to have one of your best friends on TV." Heh.
The guys who sit behind me during the regular season were actually in my row at Game 2 last week. They all were like, "It's star! Can you sign our DVDs next season?" Jackasses.
My mom complimented me on how flat my stomach is. Aw yeah. Working out is finally paying off. It took long enough.
Now if I could only curb my McDonald's addiction...or maybe order a SALAD instead of the chicken strips and fries. Der.
So I moved into my new cubicle. So far it's ok. (KNOCK ON WOOD)
We shall see.
My cousin asked me today if I have watched any of the debates. Sorry if there is a Yankee game on I'm watching it. I already know who I am voting for. My mind is made up.
HAHAHA I am chewing Eclipse Spearmint gum and I blew into Jack's face and he ran away.
I'm so bad.
I have to decide what I am wearing to the Duran Duran thing tomorrow night. Oh my God. I will be in the same room as the original five members of Duran Duran in less than 24 hours. HOLY SHIT!!!
I have to calm down.
I hope I can speak. Literally. My voice is gone. Some people would be thrilled with that.
My friend Jana called me up from Atlanta tonight. She moved there and is staying with my friend Wendy for a little while.
I could never live in Atlanta. Braves fans? Bleh.
Ha.
My grandma turned 96 yesterday. I went to see her today and she didn't look good to me. That depressed me. I know it's natural. People get old and die but I was expecting my grandma to make it to like 125. Or until at least I could give her a great grandchild that isn't feline. Then again that may happen when she turns 125. Heh.
I hate not having a voice. I want to sing and I can't. Damn it.
And on that note (heh) I need my beauty rest for tomorrow. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
I'm gonna feel like I'm 10 again tomorrow. Yay!
Stace
October 2nd 2004
Is Gwen Stefani saying, "Take a chance you stupid ho" in her new song??
It's amazing how much better I feel now that the eyebrows and lip are waxed. Especially since I was beginning to resemble Pancho Villa...
I brought so much laundry home. A duffle bag and another large bag. Heh.
I need to go shopping with the money I don't have. I need a pair of black pants, a pair of grey pants, a pair of brown pants and a couple of button down shirts. Even though every single button down shirt I have looks like it's going to bust open because of my bodacious ta ta's. My boobs are annoying sometimes.
Only sometimes.
I'm always cold at the folks' house. And I always sneeze. I'm allergic to this house.
Wow I've been out of the house nearly three years already.
I'm listening to my anthem "You Gets No Love" by Faith Evans.
Why isn't Fox showing the A's/Angels later? Idiots.
And I'm seeing Jon Lieber pitch on Wednesday for Game 2.
Oh another Stacey song just came on, "While We're in Love" by Ivy.
This song couldn't be more perfect if it tried.
"We know it won't last forever cause we're not meant to be together, make the best of a bad situation, face the fear and the desperation, while we're in love."
Another Ivy song "Blame It on Yourself" is another song I can relate to so well.
It's scary and annoying. Why can't I relate to happy songs? Damn it.
A "friend" of mine is busy writing a movie right now. I wish I could do that. Just take two weeks and write a screenplay.
I'm always too stressed out to write. It sucks.
I have a few ideas but I cannot translate them onto the page. Bleh.
It will happen someday.
I am finding myself looking at fortysomething men lately. Men my age are still idiots. You think turning 30 would help them to mature a little bit. Nope.
Forty one is my new favorite age.
Especially because people seem to be taking such good care of themselves that 41 is like 31.
Men in their early 40s are so sexy. Grrrrrr.
Okay time to shower for my girls night gathering.
Stace
October 1st 2004
It took me all week but I finally realized why October 2nd was sticking out as a familiar date.
Oh and remember when I said my coworker was trying to win passes for me to meet Duran Duran? Yeah she won on Tuesday. I will be meeting Simon, John, Nick, Andy and Roger on October 11th. Could I be any happier right now? I don't think so. I cannot wait to tell Simon LeBon that his outfit in "Wild Boys" gave me that funny feeling at the tender age of 10. Heh. Nah. I'll be good. Actually I probably won't be able to say anything. I'm bringing Racquel, the gimp.
She severely sprained her ankle the other day. The poor thing is bored out of her mind. She has to stay off her foot as much as possible.
I'll be seeing her tomorrow. It's laundry time! Plus I have to get my Yankee playoff tickets.
So I have to switch cubicles AGAIN. I have to move on Monday. This will be my fourth spot. At least I am facing the same direction and I am closer to the elevators, but not on top of them like my seat from late 2000 to October 2002.
This will give me the chance to throw a lot of crap out. I have 5 years worth of stuff sitting in my desk and in the cabinets above my desk.
The only thing I don't like is that I will be sitting outside of my "easily stressed" Account Manager's office. Right now I sit outside of my "totally relaxed" Account Manager's office. Oh well. I will also be closer to the printer and the fax machine will be right behind me. Aw yeah. So that's a good thing.
And they're moving the rest of my team over to our side of the floor. Right now my teammates sit on the other side of the floor, pretty far away from us and that's a pain in the ass when I have to find someone who doesn't sit near me.
The moves all have to be done by Friday so the office will be nice and hectic next week. Three people moved today. I move on Monday.
Did it feel like the slowest day ever for anyone else? I swear this afternoon was the slowest afternoon of my life.
Good lord.
Express and Banana Republic can kiss my ass for having such cute stuff. Bastiges.
Damn them!
It's 9:26pm on a Friday and I am falling asleep. Bleh. I'm such a loser. Well, at least I have plans tomorrow night.
Nothing crazy. It's actually a friend of mine's birthday and he invited me out tomorrow night but I'm doing a girl's night with my girls Melissa, Julie and Racquel. Yay! I am in dire need of one. Plus this friend of mine didn't show up for my birthday gathering so screw him. Kidding. They have plans to drink all day long and then to go out in the evening to a club. No thanks. I'll be dead by 9:00 if I tried to do that.
I didn't see Assfleck this week but I did ride in the elevator with Tina Fey today. She's small.
They're all small on SNL. Why are so many comedians small? Seriously. You have exceptions. Will Ferrell, Kevin Nealon, Brad Garrett...but so many of them are tiny. Especially the chicks.
Weird.
Okay time for bed.
Pathetic.
Stace
September 27th 2004
Okay so Pedro Martinez must have seen the guy walking around Yankee Stadium last Sunday dressed as Darth Vader and holding a "Pedro I am your father" sign. That's the only thing that could explain his "call them my daddy" quote at the postgame news conference on Friday night. If he actually said it because that's what he's thinking and he didn't see the sign...well then he's insane.
By the way when we saw that guy everyone in my group was laughing. That was some funny shit right there.
I was happy with the Yankees winning one game at Fenway this weekend. It was all I expected anyway.
God I love the 80's channel "You Be Illin'" is on. Hee.
I watched so many movies yesterday. I woke up at 5:00am, sick and I couldn't get back to sleep. I watched 6 movies yesterday. "While You Were Sleeping", "The Warriors", "The Lords of Flatbush", "Muriel's Wedding", "Innerspace" and "In the Cut."
"The Warriors" cracked me up. Especially because Michael Beck who played "Swan" was HOT in that movie. And in Xanadu thank you very much even though that has got to be one of the worst movies ever made. Anyway back to "The Warriors". Seeing the New York Subway system back in 1979 was amusing and so were all of the hairdos. Jesus people had ugly hair in the late 70s/early 80s.
Wait I watched 7 movies. I also watched "Old School". I knew I was missing one. "I love you Blue. You're my boy!"
I was really sick last week. I had a pretty bad head cold. It sucked.
Mark down October 2nd on your calendars. It's the Season Premiere of "Saturday Night Live" and Ben Assfleck is hosting! Yippee!
October 2nd...why is that date familiar? Ah Sting's birthday. Oh and Bucky Dent hit his big HR against Boston in that infamous playoff game in 1978.
Oh God it was 8 movies. I also watched "Bend It Like Beckham". Or was that Saturday? I'm so confused. I didn't go out really at all this weekend because I was still recovering from my cold.
And because I have no life. HAHAHAHA!
My coworker Raquel is trying to win us two passes to get into a Duran Duran album listening party in two weeks.
I need to hook my VCR up. They're going to be on Carson Daly, Good Morning America, Regis and Kelly, Ellen Degeneres and the Tonight Show. YEEHAW!
I might be going to Carson Daly. YEEHAW again.
I just discovered a paper cut on my finger. Ow. When the hell did that happen?!
Oh and they're making an in store appearance at the Virgin Megastore in Times Square. I'll try to make that but it's at 6pm on 12th of October and the earliest I can get there is 5:05, damn job.
My theme song is on. "All By Myself," the Celine Dion version. I love cheese. LOVE IT.
I think the next time I get my hair done I want to get bangs. I haven't had bangs since 1994.
We'll see how I feel when I go to the hairdresser. I also think I want to go even lighter with the highlights. At this rate I will be blonde by next March.
I just wish my hair would grow. It's at a standstill. It stopped at my bra strap. I want it to my waist. I want it long and stringy and gross so I can wear it in my face. Kidding. I just want it a little bit longer.
Oh good news for people with HBO On Demand, you can order me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
My parents are very proud of me and that's all I care about. My dad was very proud to have his hard to pronounce Greek last name on TV for everyone to see.
My coworkers couldn't believe how much I was in it. Heh.
Ooo the first episode of "The Sopranos" is on right now. I've never seen it.
AND my favorite episode of Queer As Folk, ever, is on at 11pm. Weeeee! Episode 118. Brian discovers Dr. David at the Bathhouse.
Tony's voice is so different in this episode. Wow.
Good I'm glad I have something to watch.
Hey it's all my buddies from the HBO party!
Stace
September 4th 2004
Fuck the fucking Yankees. Way to choke boys. Good job. I am embarrassed to be a Yankee fan right now. There's still a month left in the season and you're acting as if you're out of the playoff race and are sleepwalking to the finish line.
Assholes.
I'm not even going to the game tomorrow. Fuck them. I'm not wasting my time watching a team that plays like they don't give a shit.
They're lucky I'm not their owner. Really lucky. Someone needs to yell at them. Not coddle them. Go into the that clubhouse and yell at them for playing like shit. They're getting paid millions of dollars to win games not to fucking suck.
It's the 1980s again in the Bronx.
Stace
September 2nd 2004
I am listening to Duran Duran’s new single “Sunrise”. Aw yeah. I first heard it last year and have been dying for this damn album to come out.
I downloaded the video and DAMN Simon LeBon looks good for 45, soon to be 46. Nice.
I’m going to annoy my coworkers and listen to the song over and over until I learn all of the lyrics.
I was here last night or shall I say this morning until 12:10am. I got a lot of work done. And will be getting OT. Yay!
Tonight I’m going through my clothes and figuring out what I want to keep, what I want to throw away, what I want to give to my mom since she ends up stealing my clothes anyway. Heh.
DAMN he looks hot.
I think I’ve listened to this song like 7 times already.
Good thing it’s lunchtime.
I’m going to Rockland for the weekend. I don’t want to be in Manhattan for Labor Day weekend. And I am bringing the boo boos with me.
Oh and I am starting to look for new apartments. I might have to start sharing Jack and Henry’s Cat Chow to pay the rent, but hey, we all have to make sacrifices.
To make matters worse on Tuesday night. Not only were the Yankees getting their Asses handed to them on a platter BUT also, I turned to Showtime On Demand and Queer As Folk was not there! MFWTF? I needed some cheering up and I wanted to watch naked boys and I got nothing. That sucked. But then I flipped to HBO On Demand and saw that my favorite Curb Your Enthusiasm episode, “Krazy Eyez Killah” was there. ‘Are you my Caucasian?’
HA.
Stace
August 30th 2004
I can’t believe how dead the city is. People are gone. The natives had fled because of the RNC.
Okay so I am cashing a savings bond to help pay for my Yankee playoff tickets. And the good news is that they probably won’t make it past the first round anyway which means about $1100 of the money will go towards next season’s tickets. So I am feeling a little better about things. But not much better. Is Bud Selig on crack? $185 for World Series tickets in the Upper Deck?! And bleacher seats are $80 I think. Crazy.
I am paying nearly $600 more than I did last year. I love my boys but this is a hard pill to swallow. It’s like pay rent, utilities, cable, electric, and pay for meals or pay for playoff tickets. Hard decision.
Jesus.
Of course with the way they’re playing lately maybe they won’t make the playoffs and I’ll get all my money back. Heh. No wait that’s not funny.
Good God why I can’t I have some rich relative I never knew of suddenly leave me money or something?
Maybe I’ll go down to the area around MSG and whore myself to make the $1400 I need. Oy vey.
RIP John Cohen, who was a close friend of my close friend Dan. We hung out a few times in college.
RIP Laura Branigan. “Solitaire” is one of my favorite songs of all time.
People are dying too young. It’s scary.
My manicure is already ruined. I bang my nails too much. I’m always hitting something. Oh well.
It was nice while it lasted.
Racquel got me a really funny birthday card. It’s a cartoon of a woman with about 12 cats in her apartment and the inside says, “Remember, there’s a fine line between “cat person” and “nutcase” Happy Birthday!”
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
I had a blast on Friday night with the girls. We were so loud and obnoxious at Outback. Heh. Usually it bothers me when we’re being too loud but screw it. Three of us were celebrating our birthdays.
We were having the funniest conversations. We all were discussing how many guys we all kissed (and more) and how many of them we have in common. It was actually quite scary. But our town was small so it was to be expected.
Heh.
Two of the girls slept with two brothers. Well each girl slept with one brother (not the same one—you get what I mean) and both brothers were not well endowed at all. That was a pretty funny part of the conversation.
Then we went around the table talking about how our favorite kissers. I was glad my favorite kisser wasn’t kissed by anyone else at the table. A couple of people’s favorites were the same.
Heh.
One of my favorite kisses was 5 years ago on the fourth of July. It was with my neighbor. He was throwing rocks at my window at about 5:15am and I went outside to talk to him and he grabbed me and planted one on me while I was in mid sentence. It was like a movie kiss.
Another one of my favorites…nah I’m not going to mention it. I’ll get depressed.
And I’m in an okay mood today.
I have no idea why.
Now I’m depressed.
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August 29th 2004
I am watching my peoples dancing at the Closing Ceremonies of the Olympics. I love dancing at Greek weddings. Even though I was not raised Greek Orthodox I want to have some Greek music at my wedding, if I ever get married.
I am looking for apartments and it is impossible to find anything I can afford on my own. I may have to break down and get a roommate and as long as my roommate likes cats then everything will be okay.
My dad kept saying, "30" and shaking his head whenever he walked past me on Friday and Saturday. I felt like smacking him.
Oh does anyone have $1392 I can borrow?!
I hate Major League Baseball. Just because the Yankees have the highest payroll doesn't mean their fans have money. Assholes. $1392 for 3 games!? $185 a ticket for the World Series? Are they kidding me?
Ugh.
And when is the money due? September 7th. I have a lot of whoring to do.
Someone just IMd me saying they work with me but wouldn't say who they were. What the hell?
My coworker emailed me from work today. I couldn't imagine going in on a Sunday. I've done Saturday before but Sunday is a little crazy.
I am officially old, I can't even watch more than 5 minutes of the MTV Video Awards without having to flip the channel. Its horrible.
I watched "When the Partridge Family Ruled the World" and nearly fell over when I saw David Cassidy's wig. Is he sick? Or vain? David, we all saw your receding hairline…give it up.
"Showgirls" is on. This movie is horrificly bad.
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August 26th 1974
Um I mean
August 26th 2004
It's here...my 30th birthday. Holy shit. I started crying on the way to work today but not because of turning 30. I was crying because my friend who passed away in June would have been turning 29 this coming Sunday and it's just weird that I am here at 30 and she couldn't even make it to 29.
How can I be 30? How the hell did that happen? I can't be 30. I'm still 14 and planning my wedding to Jon Bon Jovi and designing my dreamhouse.
I have to say I am looking forward to my 30s. I think things are going to be better for me in my 30s then they were in my 20s. I was a lot more insecure about my looks and very self conscious when I turned 20. Now at 30 I am a lot more comfortable with my body, I don't wear clothes that are too big and that hide my figure. I show off my curves. I am more confident in how I look. I feel a lot better about myself. Thank god.
If I were going into my 30s in the same place as I was going into my 20s, we'd all be in trouble.
And hey, how bad can 30 really be? I'm starting it off right...by being on TV. That's how I started 26 and that turned out to be a pretty good year.
27-29 sucked. So I'm hoping 30-33 or 34 are better. (Crossing my manicured fingers)
Hey if you have HBO you'd know what I look like crossing my fingers.
I had to do that. I'm not going to feel bad about being excited. And to the people who don't think I should be excited about it, you're all idiots. You would be excited if you were going to be on HBO. You're just a bunch of jealous losers who have nothing better to do then to troll on the Internet and make fun of people.
On that note I have to go.
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August 24th 2004
Ugh my friend Wendy was mean to me today and opened our IM session with, ‘you’re almost there. Only 48 hours left.’ BLEH. Thanks a lot. I’m already feeling depressed. That didn’t help.
But I got good news. People are bringing people and inviting more people for my shindig on Thursday! Yay! A party!
If you’re going to be in NYC come on by!
The more the merrier.
It should be a fun time. And I should be nice and drunk by 6 o’clock!
I also have someone who’s going to make sure I get home Ok on Thursday night as well. We don’t need me riding the A train completely drunk late at night. That’s a not a good thing.
Five words: GARY SHEFFIELD IS THE MAN. Seriously. I love him. He’s so awesome. And I love the song they play the Stadium when he gets a big hit. “Sheffield! Sheffield!”
Heh.
I’m excited because I am actually getting something the next time I go. It’s knit cap day. So I’ll have a winter cap. Yay! Watch this coming winter be a warm one.
I was walking behind a guy who has the interlocking NY tattoo I want. His was on the back of his neck. I didn’t get to ask him where he got it.
It was really cool though.
Friday night I’m going up to Rockland because 1) I’m going out to dinner with my friends for my birthday 2) I have a bridal shower on Saturday and 3) I need to do laundry BADLY.
So some psycho who was yelling across the street AT 5:51AM woke me up this morning!
Asshat.
My supervisor called me Blondie when she first saw me today. Heh.
Not quite.
Okay I have to go and see my therapist. Thank God.
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A new promo aired tonight and I'm in it again...
August 22nd 2004
Two Yankee games, two Yankee losses. They are just really flat. They're all slumping at the same time except for my new favorite player Gary Sheffield.
Gary Sheffield rocks my world. He hit a double and a home run today. And I bought his t shirt. Aw yeah.
I'm not even mad at them. I'm just "eh". I have enough on my plate this week to not let it bother me that their lead over the Red Sox has gone from 10 and ½ to 5 and ½ games in one week. I'm sure as soon as some asshat at work mentions it I will be pissy.
I already warned people that they better not piss me off on Thursday. I said, "It's bad enough I'm turning 30, don't stress me out."
But I know I will be stressed out because I am always stressed out there.
I got my first two birthday cards already.
And I got an invitation to a wedding where once again I am invited with a guest. At least I have until September 25th to respond.
Ooooooooooooooo George Michael's Behind the Music!
I gotta watch this.
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August 18th 2004
A memo to male athletes: STRETCH YOUR GROIN MUSCLES FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!!
I'm sick and tired of hearing "so and so strained his groin muscle". Be careful with those things!
Jaysus.
I survived another screening last night. This time I was able to watch it without cringing. Heh. I was mistaken last week I'm actually in it 7 times. And I don't look as fat as I thought I looked at the first screening. It's just the way my hair is sitting that makes my face look round.
My cousin said he was impressed with how I act on camera. He said there was not one instance where I looked nervous and that I looked natural in front of the camera. But again he's my blood relative so he has to be nice.
It was nice to have more people there to see me and support the documentary. It's a good documentary. The 9/11 footage and the World Trade Center site clean up footage are heartbreaking. So are the stories of people who lost fathers/brothers/loved ones who found going to Yankee Stadium to be a comfort to them during that horrible time. And even though I didn't lose anyone close to me I felt the same way. I'm a New Yorker, the people who died downtown were New Yorkers, and we are brothers and sisters connected via the city. So going to the Stadium and watching the games on TV were my escape from everything else that was happening in the days/weeks/months following 9/11. And that's what this documentary is about. And I am damn proud to be a part of it.
Wow my trainer really kicked my ass today. I'll be in agony tomorrow.
My hands even hurt!
So I sent the email out about my birthday gathering next Thursday! It should be a fun time.
My super just informed me that they are repairing my bathroom next week. I'll believe it when I see it.
So how come no one told me Jason Giambi needed help with a pulled groin muscle? I could have gone down to Florida and helped with his treatment. And how's this for an image? Giambi exercising in a pool. Is the Associated Press trying to to kill me?
I'm tired and I'm going to lie down for a little while. I hate being tired all the time.
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August 16th 2004
OH MY GOD! I just turned to SoapNet and it's an old Days episode of Jack and Jen in the cave from 1990!!!! I forgot how fucking HOT Matthew Ashford was back then. Hot damn. That was a great summer of soap action.
I love that they show this stuff.
It's when Jack took Jen's virginity. Aw. How sweet. They look all so young. They looked so old when it was originally on because I was only 15 but now...I feel old. Bleh.
Look at Bo's mullet. BWAHAHAHAHA! And I have no one to call and laugh at this with. Boooooooo.
SoapNet rules!
Oh this is a funny story. I was talking to one of my coworkers when another one of my coworkers comes up to me and says, "Um why did I see you on HBO last night?" HAHAHAHA. I explained the story and she said she was so upset because she was watching TV alone she wanted to tell someone, "Hey I know that girl!"
My old Account Manager Denis saw me too. And so did Bavan. Ha.
My parents missed me but now my dad said he's going to keep flipping to HBO every hour just in case.
Oh his stubble is killing me. Sorry I am back to freaking out about this Days episode. Hee.
I can't take this...not when I'm PMSing.
He looks so nervous. How cute. AND HOT!
I seriously cannot get over how he hot he was. I mean I thought he was hot back then but wow...wowee wow wow.
It was so quiet in the office today and the person I thought was going to annoy me didn't. He let me work without bugging me every five seconds. And I got a lot done.
I still have one more daypart to finish but I flew through everything today.
Okay so I am inviting the whole free world out for my birthday next week. Even people I don't particularly like at the moment. Heh.
But it should be a fun time. I'll get nice and drunk and make an ass out of myself.
And I'll make all of the Account Managers with cards pay for everything! Woo to the hoo!
"Dance Dance Dance" by Chic is on the 70s channel. My mom had this album. There was a black chick and a white chick blowing whistles on it. They were photographed from the armpit up and looked like they were topless. I used to play the crap out of this song. It was the first song on one of the sides of the album.
"Yowsa Yowsa Yowsa!"
I'm so tired and it's only 8:53pm. How pathetic is that? Bleh.
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10:51pm
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA they showed a preview for the documentary between "Six Feet Under" and "Entourage" and I was in it! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! My friend Wendy who lives in Atlanta called me on my cell phone and was like, "I just saw you!!!"
August 15th 2004
I am laughing about the US Men's Basketball team losing to Puerto Rico. HAHAHA. That's so awesome.
Asshats. They can't shoot. They're probably not even going to medal. HAHAHAHA!
My mom popped in again, for a second day in a row.
She stayed for like 5 seconds. She bought me a pair of "jeweled" flip flops which I will probably wear to work this week since half the office will be gone.
DAMN IT I missed "The American President"! I love this movie.
Okay if you read this website you know how I am with dates. Twenty years ago today was my first cheerleading practice with the Valley Cottage Indians. And right now "We're Not Gonna Take It" by Twisted Sister is on VH1 Classics and that reminded me of a girl named Jackie who was on my squad who wanted us to do a "We're Not Gonna Take It" cheer.
Heh.
I clearly remember that the older girls were doing a routine to "There's No Stoppin Us" by Ollie and Jerry from the Breakin soundtrack. Our routine was to "Borderline" by Madonna and believe it or not I actually remember some of our routine. Wow that is very frightening.
I loved being a cheerleader. Especially because I got to cheer for some very cute boys. "Joe Mackey!" "Keefe Quinlan!" HAHAHAHAHA
And I remember how excited I was twenty years ago to be turning 10, getting into double digits...and now. Oy.
Oooo I really like the US Women's Gymnastics team's uniforms. Or leotards. Whatever they're called.
I took gymnastics for 2 months when I was 9. I'm glad I stopped, I probably would have only grown to be 5'5" if I stuck with it. Heh.
Okay I've been up since 6:15 am when Jack decided he had to walk across mommy's sore and swollen boobs. 20lbs of cat isn't pleasant on any part of my body but damn that hurt. I actually screamed out in pain.
I'm not looking forward to tomorrow because my Account Manager is going to be a pain in my ass. Because he thinks he's the only one I work for. I hate that shit.
Yippee.
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August 14th 2004
I watched the Opening Ceremonies of the Olympics and wanted to punch Bob Costas and Katie Couric. It's like, "Shut up already!" Bob Costas is an ass head and he drives me nuts. Last night reminded me why I should be glad NBC doesn't carry baseball anymore.
My mom "popped in". I hate when she does that. But at least this time she didn't yell at me about how messy the apartment is.
I'm a slob...what can I say?
I made an appointment at 5:00 on Tuesday to get my hair cut and highlighted. I think I want to go lighter again.
Just in time for the big birthday. And my Bryant Park debut. Ugh. I look so gross.
I was thinking about how I am going to be on HBO and how when the documentary airs on HBO Latino I may be dubbed by a Spanish speaking woman. Hee.
These are the things I think about.
A year ago tonight I was walking into Brooklyn during the blackout. Memories. That was a fun night!
Where's the rain? I'm waiting for Charley to arrive so he can chase all of the moh mohs over the streets.
And where the hell have I been? When did synchronized diving become an Olympic event? I turned the Olympics on earlier and I was like, "Er, what is that!?"
The Chinese kick ass in that event.
I have to say the Greeks did a good job with the Opening Ceremonies. They made me proud to have hairy arms, a big ass and a last name that ends in an "s".
Racquel left me, that bitch. She's in Italy with Julie for the next week while I'm stuck here. I'll be here alone, getting depressed about the big birthday while she's living it up in Italy. Bleh.
I'm kidding.
Sort of.
I'm happy for her. She's always wanted to go to Italy I just don't like the timing of the trip. Of course if I were going to Greece for the Olympics I wouldn't care. But of course I'm not going. Why would the people in my department be nice and send the Greek chick? Assholes. I'm not bitter or anything.
Not only that, the big cheeses are going to Bermuda and Greece. What the fuck is that about?
Well at least with the managers gone I'll be able to take longer than an hour for lunch. I can go to the gym, work out for an hour and THEN shower and THEN get something to eat. Heh.
Hmmmm where are Jack and Henry? They're missing.
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August 13th 2004
Happy Friday the 13th!
They're shooting something across the street from my apartment. Either one of the Law and Orders or a movie. I'm assuming it's Law and Order. They always shoot here. The lights are shining into nearly every room in my apartment. Good lord.
So me and my giant watermelon head are going to be on HBO 5 times September 14th! Considering I am not a political figure, baseball player or a person who lost a loved one on 9/11 that's pretty damn impressive. And who is the one whose voice is describing Derek Jeter's infamous "flip" play against Oakland in Game 3? ME!!!!
I look like shit because eating McDonald's nearly every day for two months, being depressed and hardly leaving my apartment except to go to work took its toll on me. Oh well. I look good now.
So I think I look like shit but I think am good in it. At least that's what people at the screening told me. A woman behind me said, "She's good" after one of my segments. Heh. And when I walked over to the producer to say hi he held out his arms for a hug and said, "My star!" Heh.
That felt good.
So I have a group of people going to Bryant Park on Tuesday for the "sunset" screening of the documentary.
It's funny. When they first show me it says my name and "Yankee Fan" underneath. Hee.
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10:40p
Oops Chrispy sounded mad. What does he want from me?! I go out every other time he's in New York! Thursday is a hard night especially when everything is starting at 10:30!
Christ I can't win.
He said something like "You'll probably not want to come out tomorrow night." even after I said I would...hmmmmmmm now I'm scared. FUCKER! I need someone to come out with me. To be my buffer. I can't go alone.
Again boys are stupid.
August 5th 2004 10:20p
I was supposed to meet Chrispy and his friends out tonight. I am too tired. I can't go out at 10:30 on Thursday. I can stay out UNTIL 10:30 but I cannot start the night that late. Please.
Some of us work for crissakes.
I would have liked to have gone out but I started getting really tired around 9:15. And I don't want to go alone. There's nothing worse than walking into a bar alone and looking around for familiar faces. AND Chrispy didn't say one of my pet peeves that normally would annoy me but that I was looking forward to hearing tonight, "don't worry so and so won't be there." So that kinda scared me and I wasn't in the mood in case so and so was there and so and so was with someone else...that would have killed me, there I admitted it.
Damn it.
Boys are stupid.
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August 5th 2004
Congratulations to my friend Danny and his wife Kristen on the birth of their daughter Olivia who was born two weeks early, but healthy!
Olivia is a pretty name.
I got my official invitation to the documentary screening and Rudy Giuliani cordially invited me. Hee. Maybe I’ll get to meet him and talk to him!
I’m getting more and more excited about next week.
“Why yes Mr. Giuliani I would love to sit with you in your cushy seats right next to the Yankee dugout!”
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
And I get to see Chrispy tonight! YAY!
Well, maybe, we’ll see how I feel later.
This is the description of the documentary: “In the aftermath of September 11, 2001. Americans felt uncertain about how to proceed with their lives. The game of baseball provided welcome relief as the country found itself rooting for the New York Yankees, who had come to symbolize the city of New York. This emotionally charged film tells this gripping story through poignant interviews and remarkable footage."
Even though I am way nervous I can’t stop myself from telling EVERYONE that I am going to be on HBO. I am such an ass.
But it’s exciting. I have a right to be excited. How many people can say they’re going to be on HBO?
Hmmmmmmmm. Not many.
I see this as a big fuck you to everyone who has screwed me over in my life.
How pissed am I that I went to bed last night before the Yankee game ended? Duh.
I had a feeling when I woke up that they won it in extra innings but to see Sheff tie it with a 2 run home run in the bottom of the ninth and then A Rod win it with a 2 run home in the bottom of the ninth is icing on the cake. Sheff kicks ass. I like him a lot.
And what can you say about A Rod?
Grrrrrrr.
Okay back to work!
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August 4th 2004
Happy Birthday to the man who gave me my first kisses (peck on the cheek, kiss on the mouth and French—not all at once). He also wanted to be the first guy I slept with but that didn’t happen. I wasn’t having sex at 13. Please.
Anywho, Happy 30th birthday Teddy!
You know how some people’s first French kiss is horrific? Mine wasn’t. It was fantabulous. We were in a pool and he just kissed me and when he pulled away I think he was expecting me to be mad at him…instead I attacked him back. HA!
Ah memories.
You know some people would be mad after the Yankees spanking at the hands of the Oakland As but I wasn’t. I found it to be hilarious! It was a comedy of errors (literally) and bad pitching. I was laughing my ass off.
So I found out more info about the HBO Documentary that I am in. The title is “9 Innings from Ground Zero” and according to the producer I have a big role in it. God help everyone with HBO.
I nearly fainted when he said “big role”.
The screening is next week. I am bringing Racquel for moral support. Plus the screening date is a significant date. It is the 3-year anniversary of her father’s death. It’s like we’re coming full circle.
We’ll both probably be blubbering idiots.
Wait, why am I saying probably?
Wow 3 years.
I haven’t set my alarm clock the past 4 workdays because Jack wakes me up every morning at 6. That little shit. Er, big shit.
My coworker Tom had to point out how HBO is the best sports documentary maker. Yeah, great, thanks, make me more nervous. I can’t eat without being sick to my stomach.
I put in an order this morning for “Bridget Jones the Edge of Reason”. Woo hoo!
The order doesn’t start until late October but still…WEEEEEE!
I am so excited for Sunday night! Craig Kilborn is going to do Sportscenter as a part of their 25th anniversary! WOOOOOOOOO! I LOVED him when he was on Sportscenter.
One of my favorite moments was him making fun of Christian Laettner’s hair back in 1994 when he was wearing a headband and Kilborn made a Duran Duran reference. Heh.
Whenever a guy made a good catch he would say, “Do a little dance, make a little glove.” Hee.
I was doing lunges in my apartment last night and they didn’t kill my knees! How cool is that!?
There is this one idiot in my neighborhood that drives down the street with his radio so loud that it causes other cars’ alarms to go off. And it happens every night. I wish I had a gun.
Thank God for the Christening on Sunday because the Dominican parade is on Sunday. My neighborhood will be a complete and total zoo. Oy.
I told my dad this morning that even if I didn’t have the Christening I’d be there this weekend. And I’m bringing the babies with me. They don’t need to be scared by all of the noise.
By the way I forgot how much fun flirting could be. Hee.
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July 29th 2004
My quickie horoscope for today: How will you ever know if they're interested if you don't pick up the phone and ask?
Too bad I have no one to call. Stupid horoscopes.
Bleh
I have gotten a lot of work done today. It was nice to be able to send things without being bothered every five seconds.
New Pet Peeve: I am an assistant, not a slave. Don’t ask me to get you something when you have two hands and are perfectly capable of picking something up. If your arms are in casts then fine I will be perfectly happy to get something for you. The thing that drives me crazy is that the Account Managers are the first ones to bitch about things not being filed and then once things are filed they act as if they have no idea how to open a drawer and look for things. JESUS.
A memo to the New York Yankees: Felix Horredia needs to GO. He sucks! Jon Lieber did everything we wanted. He lasted 7 and 2/3 innings in his outing so they didn’t have to go into the tired bullpen early and what does Joe Torre do? He brings in his “lefty specialist” Felix Heredia. Lefty specialist my ass. Lefty specialist as in constantly allowing hits by lefties then yes he’s a specialist all right. Stupid ass. Lieber’s outing was totally wasted and the Yanks lost the game in 10 innings. Bleh.
At least Curt Schilling lost again. Hee. Did he cry this time? Wuss.
So the Yanks are still 8 games up.
I love listening to the Oldies station. I bop along to the music.
My favorite new song right now is “Flawless (Go to the City)” by George Michael off his “Patience” album. It’s a dance song. I am constantly listening to it on my MP3 player.
I think I like it so much because I can picture the character of Brian from Queer As Folk dancing to it.
The beat is really good to workout to.
Oh that “This Land is Your Land” cartoon with Bush and Kerry is hysterical. I love it.
People are making way too big of a deal about A Rod cursing on Saturday. People are shocked that a 28-year-old man uses the F word? Get a fucking grip people.
Hee.
I thought it made him look REALLY HOT. Racquel thought the same thing. I’m sorry but a baseball player who gets pissed off at a pitcher who throws at him is hot. And it’s even hotter if it’s someone like A Rod or Jeter or Giambi. Grrrrr.
I am in the planning stages of my birthday gathering. Weeee!
I am doing something the night before in the city with my coworkers and others. It should be fun. I am having my coworkers who actually have a life and go out suggesting places to me.
I only turn 30 once I want to make it fun.
And I want to be drunk.
Heh.
Chrispy will be home in a week! Wooooooo!
Yay!
I hope I can get together with him. If not we’ll have to wait until Christmastime.
Again it wouldn’t be that big a deal because I was able to hang out with him a little bit in May when I was in L.A.
I want to go back to L.A.
I love it there.
Hi Ho Hi Ho it’s back to work I go.
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July 28th 2004
Now Ben Assfleck is all over the TV because of the Democratic Convention and Jennifer Lopez is on the cover of two of my favorite magazines. What did I do to deserve this?!
Kidding. I just won’t buy the magazines and I’ll stick to watch the Yankees and avoid all political stuff.
I have to say I miss Bill Clinton. I watched his speech on Monday night and it made me wish that he were President again.
Oh Bubba we miss you so!
Congrats to Gary Sheffield for hitting home run #400 last night. You are a badass and I love having you on the Yankees. I wasn’t thrilled when they signed you but you have become one of my favorites. You rule.
Alex Rodriguez: You should have pulled Varitek’s mask back and snapped it into his face. What a pussy. Varitek, not you.
Jason Giambi: Please please please for the love of God, go on the DL and rest up for 15 days. It’s ok if you don’t have your swing in August, we need it in October and we need you healthy. Thanks babe. Get well soon so I can stare at your fine ass on first base once again. Kisses.
I’m thinking of putting this into my signature at work.
Yes or no?
Heh.
Speaking of work I had such a bad anxiety attack on Monday that I thought I was having a heart attack.
But good news, we’re all getting new computers with 19” flat screen monitors! Aw yeah.
Those storms were so bad last night! My building shook a couple of times from the thunder and it was so loud it set off car alarms. It was CRAZY!!
I am going to be looking at an apartment soon. I think the guy my dad talked to said it’s available next month. Weeee.
Yes giving up the rent controlled apartment sucks BUT I need my sanity. If I can’t be sane at work I need to be sane at home.
I am drinking a Snapple and it says that “A song that gets stuck in your head is called an earworm” Who knew drinking a Snapple could be so educational?!
My friend Jana is in Prague for the next few months. I wish I could just pack up and leave and go to a foreign country. That would be cool.
Chrispy is coming home next week! Woo hoo!
We’re going to try and get together at some point. He’s going to the Hamptons and I am going up to Rockland for Daniel’s christening. It’s so funny but I was convinced I’d have someone to bring with me. Dumbass. Me, not the person I’m thinking of. He’s a pussy.
Ahem excuse me.
I’m just pissy because I had a really good sex dream about that asswipe and he doesn’t deserve that. I should be having dreams about hitting him in between the eyes with a shovel or something. Kidding.
I had sex dreams about almost every guy in my life, minus the relatives and cats because EW!!!!! Friends, exes, and coworkers. I felt like a pervert. Heh.
God that was a good dream though…………… I’ll stop now.
I really have to get the eyebrows waxed I look horrific.
The nights of little sleep or disturbed sleep are catching up to me. I need drugs.
I’m going to steal some of my mom’s Abien(m).
I heard a commercial on the radio the other day when my dad was driving me into the city that made me sick. I literally gagged and begged him to change the station. It was a commercial for eharmony.com and this woman was talking in this quivering, annoying voice about how she found her soulmate. I was like, “OH MY GOD TURN IT OFF!!!!!”
Bleh.
Soulmates shmoulmates.
On that note I am going to start organizing the 50000 orders I’ve sent the past 4 days.
Stace
July 25th 2004
Ben Assfleck must go away.
I am sick and tired of seeing him at Red Sox games and I am sick and tired of him insulting the Yankees on TV every chance he gets.
Your team currently 7 and 1/2 games out asshole. They're not ahead of the Yankees. The Yankees have 2/5 of their starting rotation on the DL, Jason Giambi is sick as a dog, Derek Jeter has a broken bone in his hand and they're STILL IN FIRST PLACE.
Go fuck off and die Ben Affleck you're using up air for other people who could make better use of it. Asshole.
Nothing makes me angrier than seeing that no talent assclown sitting next to the visitors dugout at Fenway tonight and spewing the venom he was spewing towards the Yankees. I was really hoping someone would accidentally fling a bat in his direction.
He has some fucking nerve. I wish someone would just beat the shit out of him.
I swear if I ever see that piece of shit in person here in New York I'm throwing a drink, complete with the bottle at his sorry ass.
Wow I am really heated.
Nothing would make me happier than to get Randy Johnson just to piss Assfleck off. "Oh the Yankees are buying their championships" boo fucking hoo Assfleck and your poor pathetic Red Sox's 130 million dollar payroll. Cry me a fucking river.
I love that Randy Johnson DOES NOT WANT TO GO TO BOSTON. Because he doesn't like Curt Schilling.
Speaking of Curt Schilling. He blamed Tanyon Sturtze and Kenny Lofton for the brawl getting out of hand yesterday. Asshole it was your catcher who threw the first punch with his mask on, like a pussy. And where was that pussy tonight? Sitting out because his wittle wist hurt him. SUCK IT UP VARITEK. You were afraid you were going to get plunked. And you probably will when the Yankees play you and your pathetic team in September.
You may have won 2 out of 3 this weekend but that was just a blip.
You guys are going down and not on each other in the locker room like you usually do, you're going down this year. You might not even make the playoffs with your crapass defense.
Okay I am going to stop writing now. I am in a really bad mood. It's been brewing since I got back from my vacation and it's coming to a head. God help anyone who pisses me off tomorrow at work.
Stace