Author's Note: These are my thoughts and my opinions. No one's forcing you to read my page. My page, meaning it's mine and I can write whatever the hell I want. So if you don't like what I write and think it's stupid then go away and read something written by a Pulitzer Prize winner. I am just saying what's on my mind. That's all this page is. It's not anything more than that. Thanks.
February 7th 2003
I hate people. I was trying to eat at the commissary and some douche bag was repeatedly hocking up and then swallowing his snot. I had to get the hell out of there. I couldn’t even finish my sandwich (and it tasted good today too) Dickhead.
I also hate people who make me feel shit. Especially when they claim to be my close friend. I really appreciate that. A lot. With friends like that, who needs enemies?
I need to get out of here but it’s only 1:09.
It’s snowing a ton right now.
And get excited the terror alert was raised to Orange. Yay, we have one more thing to worry about.
I am going to see Chicago again next week after work. My coworker Jessica hasn’t seen it and I want to see it again.
There’s something to look forward to.
My best friend was just telling me to go to my parents’ house tonight because the terror alert is elevated. I was like, “They won’t be attacking my part of Manhattan. I’ll be OK.’
And my parents’ house is closer to the nuclear power plant.
I need to go clothes shopping badly. Of course I need money to do that. My brother owes me $2,000 from like 2 years ago. Actually my dad does, he made me pay for something for my brother and never paid me back. So I do have a right to ask for it, right? It was my money. And I need about that much to get me out of my credit card debt. Once I am all settled with that I will be fine.
I wish I could win $1,000 from iwon.com. That would help me tremendously. I would rather the $10,000 monthly prize but hey I am so desperate for cash that I got excited when I found a dollar in my jeans the other day.
Oh I will be getting some money back from the Yankees. It seems some court ruled that they owe the season ticket holders money because of some bogus charge they tacked onto shipping I think. Yay! It’ll be like $10 but whatever that’s lunch.
I just finished this “Workplace Violence Workshop” for my company. I only answered on question wrong out of 20. Not bad for a straight C student.
Okay I have to get back to work. I am planning on staying late again tonight because I have nothing better to do.
Stace
February 3rd 2003
The new girl started today! Thank God! She seems nice.
I am listening to my Chicago soundtrack. I think I want to see it again this week.
It was that good.
“The name on everybody’s lips is gonna be…Roxie.”
Renee Zellweger kicked serious ass in that movie.
I am drinking a Snapple and on the inside of the cap they have facts. My cap says, “A ‘jiffy’ is 1/100 of a second”. Interesting.
I am so tempted to cut my hair short again. I am getting sick of my hair just sitting on my shoulders and doing nothing.
I may cut it to my chin again.
It looks really curly today. Someone in my office asked me if I got a perm. Okay first of all, do people still get perms? I thought that was an 80’s thing. And second of all, no I didn’t. It’s all natural babe.
And my highlights from October are finally showing. Twice in the last week people have asked me if I got highlights. When I say I got them in October they look at me like I have a penis growing out of my forehead (Wouldn’t that be a sight???)
Matthew McConaughey is hosting SNL this coming weekend. I will be living in the studio elevators on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.
I’ll give my AM’s my cell number if they need to reach me.
Heh.
I really can envision myself singing the “Cell Block Tango” in a cellblock somewhere. “He had it comin…he had it comin, he only had himself to blame, if you had been there, if you had heard it, I betcha you’d have done the same.” Cause I would probably kill someone if they popped their gum too much. Heh.
“He ran into my knife, he ran into my knife 10 times….”
HA!
George Clooney needs to put up or shut up. If he thinks President Bush is doing such a horrible job then maybe he should run for office. He’s old enough now.
It’s sort of warm out today. Well, 47 is warm after the last 3 weeks.
It’s a heat wave!
Get the shorts and tank tops out!
Uh oh the Snapple is kicking in.
Stace
February 2nd 2003
It's a sad day in America.
Another Space Shuttle was destroyed in an explosion.
The idiots on CNN are calling it the "crash" of Space Shuttle Columbia. Uh, it didn't crash, it exploded 40 miles above the earth, broke apart and then the little pieces that were left came crashing down to earth. Assclowns.
Can you imagine? They were 16 minutes away from landing. They probably (and hopefully) had no idea what happened. I feel bad so for the families.
I think it's just spooky that it happened right after the anniversary of the Challenger explosion.
I was reading that the fire in the Apollo Capsule happened on January 27th 1967, then the Challenger explosion was January 28th 1986 and now this February 1st 2003. I think NASA should not launch any missions during the month of January.
They said the astronauts on the International Space Station are fine. They have an emergency ship up there in case they need to come home and they have enough supplies to last until June.
Space exploration was always intriguing to me. I remember being in elementary school and thinking that we would be flying to the moon daily by the time I was 30. Because, you know, 30 seemed soooo far away when I was 9. And I also pictured Earth being like it was on the Jetsons.
Flying cars, everyone having robot maids, moving sidewalks etc.
Do you know what else is amazing? The fact that none of the debris from Columbia killed anyone on the ground. I know that at least one of the pieces they found was like 5 feet long which if that's coming from 40 miles up would certainly kill someone if they were hit.
My mom said that she saw a report that they found a helmet. Good God.
Ooooo they are finding human remains. That's a very broad term isn't it? I mean when they say "remains" do they mean an arm, a skull, skin? Yikes.
I really think that the chunk of insulation that hit the left wing when Columbia took off did more damage then they thought. I mean how many times have the shuttles gone up and come down and never have they just exploded on reentry.
What a tragedy. I literally just stood there when my mom told me with my mouth open and my hand covering it. I gasped and just said, "Oh God not again."
I just hope they figure out what happened and find a way to prevent it from happening again.
So I finally saw Chicago last night. I loved it. LOVED IT. I am so glad I got to see it. Everyone was great although Renee Zellweger really needs to eat about 350 cheeseburgers. She is way too skinny and makes Catherine Zeta Jones look like she's obese (which she isn't, at all). But I really liked it and will be buying the DVD when it comes out. In fact I may go see it again this week because I liked it so much.
I immediately bought the soundtrack afterwards.
Oh and I finally saw My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I was dying just because I know people who are like the characters in that movie. My family is not that insane because most of the people who came from Greece like my Yia Yia and Papou are deceased but I did recognize almost every character as someone I know. It was so funny. I could relate to wearing really ugly bridesmaids dresses in my cousins weddings, I could relate to the family only dinners consisting of 30 people, I could relate to the repetitive naming of boys in the family which in our case is James. My Papou, Uncle, Cousins, Brother, I'll probably name my son James or at least use it as a middle name. In the movie it was Nicholas. As a matter of fact we don't have Nicholas's in our family. What a cute movie.
I am kinda glad my dad is not a "gung ho" Greek father. In fact he once told me he didn't want me marrying a Greek guy. Heh.
I am so happy...the new chick is starting tomorrow! After the end of this week I won't have a triple desk anymore! WOO HOO!
Hallelujah!
Aw yeah my network is showing Arena Football. Those games have such high scores.
There are a lot of people at this game.
Ok Kelly Ripa's Patene commercials are annoying.
So the Space Shuttle Program Director Ron Dittemore is speaking he mentioned an observer in California seeing debris coming off the shuttle as it was flying overhead.
This is really sad to watch. I was crying yesterday during President Bush's speech because I am a sap lately and cry over everything.
Things like this always make me cry. Some people aren't affected by other people's anguish but I am.
The flight crew director Bob Cabana is speaking now...he said he had to tell the families that the crew wasn't coming home...and he also said to the media gathered in the room that if they have never had to tell anyone that their husbands, wives, moms, dads, weren't ever coming home again, he wished they would never have to. I would never want to have to tell someone that they lost someone. I would be crying before I could get it out.
I had to leave a message for my parents to tell them that my best friend's father passed away from cancer and the second I heard the beep to leave the mesage I lost it. I couldn't even tell you what I said but I know I was a blubbering mess.
CBS screwed up yesterday when the tragedy first happened. They showed a map of Texas and they spelled "Nagadoches" as Nagadocious. Heh. So my mom and I were singing, "Supercalafragilisticexpinagadocious." Idiots. Why don't they check before they put a graphic up on screen? They changed it about 20 minutes later.
Aw. They're showing them right as they were boarding. Those poor people. They looked so happy.
So Atlantis, Discovery and Endevour are left. The two shuttles named with C's are both destroyed. Weird.
You know when something like this happens, idiots start sending conspiracy emails around or "coincidence" emails. Someone will make a big deal out of the fact that there was an Israeli astronaut on board, it exploded over President Bush's home state of Texas and over a town named Palestine. I am almost expecting that email tomorrow morning when I get to work. Like that bogus Nostradamus email that went around after 9/11. 'The city of York, the two brothers, the phoenix and flames or dying or whatever blah blah blah" some people have too much time on their hand...I know I do but not that much.
Okay I need to put some books away in boxes. How fun.
Stace
February 1st 2003
This morning when my mom said, "The Space Shuttle Exploded." My immediate reaction was, "Again???"
Just other day I mentioned the Challenger explosion and now nearly 17 years to the day Columbia explodes?? Unbelievable.
My thoughts and prayers go out to the families of the astronauts who perished this morning.
And to the Iraquis who are praising God for doing this...Just wait. You'll be wishing you were on a rocketship when we're bombing your asses.
Stace
January 29th 2003
Crying sucks.
I cried myself to sleep last night and then I woke up at 2:03 to pee and was up the rest of the night, thinking, then crying, then thinking again, then crying again.
And when you try not to think about something, you think about it more. I hate my brain. I wish those mind eraser things from Men In Black really existed and that you could erase certain things from your memory. I’d be a much happier person if I didn’t remember everything.
I was going to see Chicago tonight but I am so tired that I may just go to the gym after work, then go home and pass out.
I am emotionally drained. I need things to turn around for me. I need a vacation NOW.
I was tempted to call in sick today but I was able to get some filing stuff done today because our computer system was down until almost 11 this morning.
My body is sore from my workout yesterday. And it’s probably sore from all of the tossing and turning I did last night. STUPID BRAIN.
I was literally bawling at one point. And I thought that calling my best friend this morning would help but the second I heard her voice I broke down again. I’ve done more crying in the past 6 months then I had in the previous 3 years combined. What the fuck?
My eyes can’t take it anymore.
I sound like a fucking broken record. I am always upset, I am always crying. I need to go away for a week. Soon.
I don’t think I can wait until May. Maybe I’ll go somewhere in March instead.
I need to be away from New York. I am talking far away like an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
Could this be an extremely delayed 9/11 reaction? Nah. I reacted to that already, I think.
What the hell is it doing outside? I left my apartment at 6:45 because I had an appointment at 7:20 and it was fine. When I got to 72nd street it was snowing.
Everyone needs to leave me alone today…and people aren’t getting the hint. If you say something to me and I just nod and or smile and don’t verbalize anything, I don’t want to be bothered. Damn you all.
I have so much to do here and I am not motivated to do anything. I really may call in sick tomorrow. Nah. I want to save the sick days for the end of the year.
I was crying so much last night that the tears were dripping into my ears and at one point I had a puddle forming on my chest.
Thinking sucks. Feelings suck.
Not being able to have what you want sucks.
Not ever getting what you want sucks even more.
And I was a pretty good kid so I don’t know why nothing works out for me.
Oh woe is I. That looks so funny to me.
I am listening to Shania Twain.
Wow my body is so sore that my hands hurt. Maybe I am getting sick?
I hope not.
I called my house last night and my dad said he’d call me right back. So when he calls back he says, “Do I owe you money?”
He does but I won’t tell him that. I don’t want him yelling at me.
Ugh. I want to go home.
I borrowed My Big Fat Greek Wedding from someone at work who had a copy of it. I am one of the only people who haven’t seen. My mom was like, “Hello Greek girl you need to see it.”
Whatever.
I am having trouble picking something to listen to. It’s annoying me. I need something to get me going.
Hmmmmmmmmm.
“You love her, but she loves him, and he loves somebody else, you just can’t win…..”
Best. Song. Ever. Well, not really.
Oh and I am so excited. Black Friday is in two weeks.
Thrill me.
Fucking Hallmark Holiday. I really hate Valentine’s Day because I fell when I was 6 and got 19 stitches in my chin on 2/14/81.
“I follow the night. Can’t stand the light. When will I begin? To live again. One day I’ll fly away…leave all this to yesterday. What more could your love do for me? When will love be through with me? Why live life from dream to dream and dread the day when dreaming ends…”
“One day I’ll fly away!!! Leave all this to yesterday. Why live life from dream to dream and dread the day, when dreaming ends. One day I’ll fly away, fly, fly, away...”
Oh that song is so me...minus the love part of course. No one loves me.
That I know of.
Pitchers and catchers in less than two weeks! Something to look forward to!
Oh I want to go to Florida. Seeing the Yankees will make me happy. Maybe Donnie Baseball will be there.
I love the Yao/Yo commercial during the Super Bowl. Heh.
Aw crap it’s almost time to work again. Thrilling. Hopefully this afternoon will be better than yesterday.
Great, it’s going to be worse.
Stace
January 28th 2003
The YES Network must have known that Stacey had a shitty day because they are showing Game 4 of the 2001 World Series. The Best . Baseball. Game. Ever.
Oh Tino!!! Aw. I miss him. As much as I lust after Jason Giambi (Grrrr) I miss Tino Martinez. I am so excited because the Cardinals are coming to New York and I have tickets for that series. Yahoo! I get to see Tino.
One of my coworkers and his wife are expecting a baby shortly. I'm very happy for them because they were trying for a while and it was hard for her to get pregnant. Anywho, he was joking about baby names and his friend suggested the first name, "King" which is hilarious because the last name is Solomon. But I think that's a lot to live up to. They don't know the sex of the baby. It's going to be one of those, "It's a boy" or "You have a healthy baby girl!!!" Type of things.
The last round of babies in our office were like this. Any woman who left our office to have babies had a girl. All of the guys whose wives were pregnant had boys. The last one was a boy born in April. So I am going to say that they will have a girl. New Year, new set of rules. I suppose. But who the hell knows. I've only won one baby pool, I am not an expert.
Fuck you Curt Schilling!
Okay that was harsh.
Unfuck you.
Why is today's date ringing a bell? Wait...the Space Shuttle disaster, right? I remember that. I remember coming home from school and seeing it explode on CNN about 15 times before 6pm. I think that was the first time I "saw" death on live TV.
Spooky.
FUCK YOU LUIS GONZALEZ. He hits a ball 100 feet and it fucking wins a World Series. Assclown.
I will never get over that. There are some events in sports history I will never get over. Game 7 of the 2001 World Series, Duke/California March 20th 1993 (Bobby Hurley's last college game-sniff), Game 5 of the 1995 Division Series (Don Mattingly's last game-sniff again), Game 7 Knicks/Houston 1994, and the Charles Smith "Dunk the fucking ball instead of trying to hit a layup in the middle of 5 Bulls" game against Chicago in 1993.
Other sporting events I will never get over because I was supposed to attend them but didn't: Game 6 Yankees/Braves, Yankees first WS championship since 1978, Game 7 Rangers/Canucks, Stanley Cup Winning game in 1994, David Cone's perfect game July 18th 1999 (I had tickets but couldn't go because I hurt my leg) and every single Yankee playoff game I had tickets for in 1999. The Yankees were just too good and won every series the night before my game. I can't really be mad at that because they won that year but it was so irritating at the time.
I had a dream that I was dating Justin Timberlake last night. But we were fighting at a club. It was funny.
I am watching his "Cry Me a River" video. Dude, this is deep. Wow Britney gets the last word with her new album. Payback's a bitch I suppose.
My friend Jessica and I were singing this song today when we were coming back from lunch.
Pussyboy, er I mean Ben Affleck has a new movie coming out. Yeah, I'm going to see it. Not.
I AM seeing Chicago tomorrow night after work. I must see it. I need to see it. Damn it. Everyone keeps saying how good it is.
I was watching a rerun of Conan O'Brien last night on Comedy Central. I think it was from last week. Anywho, they had a segment where they threw bricks though a giant picture of James Van Der Beek's head. I nearly peed in my pants. I wonder who thought of that? Heh.
FUCK YOU Jerry Colangelo.
The 26th floor of my building was well represented at the gym. Seriously, there were like 7 or 8 of us in there today. I worked out well today. Forty minutes in the Cross Trainer and then I did ab work. Over 100 crunches. Aw yeah, aw hell yeah. 30 regular, 30 left, 30 right, 30 with my legs moving also. And 60 lower back exercises as well. Aw. Hell. Yeah. And I'm doing it again tomorrow.
One of my coworkers was on the treadmill wearing a shirt that was 2 sizes too small for him. I wanted to make fun of him, but I waited until later in the day. He looked hot, not.
It reminded me of college. My friend Dan always wore ill fitting T shirts to breakfast on the weekends and we'd all make fun of him.
Aw crap it's gonna snow? Ick.
Aw is my favorite word, can you tell?
Oh jesus one of the kids from Home Improvement is playing a freak on Buffy.
Oh no don't call Buffy a bitch.
I am flipping back and forth between the Yankees and American Idol.
Some of these people SUCK. Damn. I sing on key and I know what sounds good but I could never ever try out for anything and I know that much. These people act like it's a shock that they suck ass. Don't their friends tell them to shut the fuck up and not sing?
Their friends are mean.
Biker Boyz, aw yeah cheesy movie fun.
I'm laughing watching this Yankee game because Michael Kay and John Sterling keep talking about how shitty Tino and Derek were doing in the series and how they better step it up. Guys...they stepped it up.
Oh boy the state of the Union. The most anticipated Presidential speech since the speech on 9/20/01.
At least according to Tom Brokaw.
Whoa that dude had somme funky eyebrows.
Oh God. Here we go. Everytime I see President Bush I get scared. I hate these speeches.
I'm going now.
God Bless America
Stace
January 26th 2003
Happy Super Bowl Sunday.
I better win money in my office pool. If I don't I'll be pissed off. And I'll be even more pissed off if anyone's spouses win.
It's the OFFICE pool, family members should not be involved. That's bullshit. I've hated it every year and I will continue to hate it. I also hate the fact that the higher ups always fucking win the money. I need the money, badly, but I won't win. But one of the fuckers who makes 200K a year will win.
I think the Raiders are going to win. And I kinda hope they do. Actually I don't give a shit either way. I just want money.
Oh! Big news! My cousin, my most favorite cousin in the world set my bed up for me. Yay! He rocks!
I really wish I was in San Diego right now. It looks so nice out there.
I am looking forward to the commercials.
And I finally saw the two chicks fighting in the Miller commercial, "Tastes great! Less filling!" Okay I would committ murder for the brunette's body. Seriously. She's hot. I can say that because it's true.
Damn.
I want to look like her for a day. Just one day so I can torture men.
Oh no I cannot root for Tampa Bay. Meshawn Johnson is on that team. And he's an asshole. Sorry no can do. GO RAIDERS!!!
Great I probably just jinxed the poor Raiders.
And oh boy are we excited? The weather is getting cold again. Tomorrow night's low is supposed to be 4. Yes, 4 degrees.
Oy Vey.
My dad says I have good numbers but of course this year my good numbers won't help me. I am always so pessimistic.
The glass is half empty!
When do the damn commercials start?
If I ever see Nelly in person and I get around his entourage, I am ripping that fucking baid aid off his face.
Are you ready for some football?!?!?
I am.
Let's get this party started already.
What the hell? The kickoff isn't until 6:32?! What kind of BULLSHIT is that?
I hate this pregame shit. Get on with it already. I have no patience. If I were at the game I'd be lyelling for them to start the damn game.
Go Raiders!
Okay I'll stop that now.
I found a bunch of silk scarves in my grandma's dresser and I used them to decorate the bedroom. Some of them were really nice. Some were heinous, those stayed in the drawer. Hee.
I REALLY need to see Chicago. Everyone I know who's seen it is saying that I need to see it.
Damn Bruce Willis is really sexy. Yes, I am serious.
Oh boy.
I think it's funny that a French Canadian is singing "God Bless America". But Celine Dion does kick ass when she sings this song.
But not as much ass as my man Ronan Tynan, thank you very much.
Aw hell yeah.
Yay the Dixie Chicks. Aw they're kicking ass too! Girl Power! Woo hoo!
Where's Shania Twain?
Or is she doing the halftime show?
This Honda truck/car/thing is ugly. The Element? Ick. Me no likey. At all.
How about Andre Agassi kicking ass and taking numbers down in Australia?
You go boy.
Ooo the coin toss. Exciting.
Lincoln Kennedy...what a great name!
Hey Don Shula looks good!
Blah blah blah, get on with it.
Okay so the Bucs won the toss. They receieve.
I have nervous feeling in my stomach and I have no idea why. It's not like I am watching a World Series game or anything. What the hell?
I want money!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I need to put my laundry away.
Finally the kickoff has arrived.
Cosey Coleman!?? That's a great name too! My name is Cosey. BWAH!
I have to say I like the Bucs uniforms better because red is my favorite color.
Wait how did the Raiders get the ball??? See what happens when I leave for two seconds? What happened????
My numbers are not going to work this year and I will be so fucking pissed off.
It's 3 to 3 right now and if that is the score at the end of the quarter one of my friends will win $125 so I'll be happy about that. There are only a few people I don't want winning anything. Main reason because they have enough fucking money.
Assholes.
And I hate people who buy like 6 boxes. What the fuck is that about?
Give other people a chance.
Uh oh...I knew there was a reason for my ripe mood. PMS time.
Oh boy. This week is gonna SUCK.
Ooooo freaky Michael Jordan againnst fake Michael Jordan. His face looks weird.
AHHHHHHHHHH Joe Montana!!!!!! Oh my GOD!
He's in a Sportscenter commercial.
I love Joe Montana as much as I love Don Mattingly. I would flip out if I ever met him.
I cry when I see Mattingly on TV so I couldn't imagine how I would react if I met him. Heh.
And I just squealed when I saw Montana.
I lurve him.
I have his 49ers Jersey and his Chiefs Jersey.
Damn it Tampa get a fucking field goal!!!! Fuckers.
No, wait! Oakland get a touchdown! GET IT DAMN IT!!! If they get a touchdown and the extra point it's 10-3 and I have Oakland 0, Tampa 3. Of course it won't happen. They'll probably convert a 2 point conversion or something stupid like that. Assclowns.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Bud Light commercial!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA that was awesome!
Okay I am turning the game off because I will get pissed off when I don't win.
Fuckers.
AHHHH I jinxed it. ASSHOLES!!!!
Yeah I really can't watch this. But I want to see the commercials.
Okay my coworker Nicole won the 1st quarter. That's cool since she is an assistant like me so Iwill be happy for her. If it were any of the managers or spouses I'd be pissed off.
John Gruden can suck my ass. All I needed was a field goal, BUT NO they had to get a fucking touchdown. Assclowns.
I hate Tampa Bay and I hope they choke in the second half.
One of my coworkers just called me thinking I had one the halftime score but of course Stacey had the FUCKING REVERSE.
Fucking Tampa Bay.
Ooooo Sting! I love him! He kicks ass. He looks good for 50 something.
Stace
January 22nd 2003
Okay I thought it couldn’t get any colder but I was wrong. Wow. And it’s supposed to be worse tomorrow.
I was watching Dave Letterman last night and something that he did cracked me up. I believe the segment was called “The Al Jazeera Comb over of the Week” and they showed a snippet of a guy on Al Jazeera with a really bad comb over. It was like 3 seconds but my cousin and I were dying laughing. It was so stupidly funny. Actually the entire first 40 minutes of the show were great, I guess it was because Regis was a guest and who cares about him? Dave is insane.
I got a paper cut on my skin between my thumb and index finger. Okay first of all, ow. And second of all, band-aids do not work in that spot.
I worked out this morning like I said I would. I felt great afterwards.
Maybe I’ll do that everyday or a half an hour before work and a half an hour after work. Yeah ok.
I bought Cosmo today and they seriously had like 5 articles that I can relate to in regards to issues going on in my life right now. It’s very strange. That never usually happens.
Would it be wrong for me to have a countdown to my Puerto Rico trip? Nah. I cannot wait. I want May to be here already.
March: Wilmington (possibly)
April: Vegas (4 day weekend)
May: Puerto Rico (a week)
September: Virginia Beach (a 4 day weekend)
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Aw hell yeah. I am going to make sure that I don’t get sick this year so I have my sick days to use as well because two weeks vacation is NOT enough.
Wow the sun looks nice right now. Too bad it’s only 19 degrees out.
19!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I shouldn’t complain…I could live in Minnesota where it will just reach 0 for a high temp. Could you imagine that?! I wouldn’t leave my house.
It’s cold in the office today. You’d think they calm down with the air. Asses.
We’re all going to get sick.
I got pissed this morning because the vending machine at the gym was out of Gatorade.
How hard is it to say hi to someone? Yeah, people walk by me like I am invisible.
Oooo Dawson’s Crap is on tonight. I must watch. I think it’s a Dawson free episode, which are always great. Last week James Van Der Beek (Dawson-in case you don’t watch) was beginning to resemble Eric Stoltz in Mask. Serious, his cranium was looking tremendous. I know the camera adds ten pounds but come on. Yikes.
I wish the asses would fix the bathroom in my apartment. It’s been over a week.
I miss my shower, my extremely hard shower with 5 showerheads…yes I said 5. Mmmmm Mmmmm. I may never want to leave my apartment after everything is fixed. Heh.
I want to be settled so I can get my damn cats!
Wow it is really cold in here. I may have to get hot chocolate.
Stace
January 21st 2003
Okay it is just way too fucking cold in New York this week and it's supposed to get worse. I really don't know how my mom can breathe in this weather. I have healthy lungs and I can't take it.
I am still dying to see Chicago. I didn't get to see it this weekend. Maybe I'll go one night after work.
I have been listening to Justin Timberlake's CD for the past few days. Yes, I said Justin Timberlake. I have a connection at Zomba records. Heh. I love this CD. It kinda disturbed me at first but now I have come to accept the fact that it's a good CD. Hey, Rolling Stone gave it 4 stars.
Oh goodie the Real World will be on in a half hour. Irulan (my favorite-NOT) will be crying over Alton. Get a fucking grip whore.
I had a good day at work today which means tomorrow is going to suck. I never have two good days in a row.
My best friend and I want to go to Puerto Rico in May. Yay!!! I am so looking forward to it. And the vacation falls at the perfect time.
Well, okay it would probably help if it were a couple of weeks sooner, but we'll see.
Sun, sand, surf, and relaxation. I am so excited.
Yeah it's really cold. I only had to walk 2 blocks to get to my therapist's office when I got out at 72nd and Broadway and I thought I was going to die. Damn. I am 5 years removed from the Oswego cold so my body is not used to it.
Some bitch at work is trying to take my job as social activities coordinator. What the fuck? Bitch is lucky I was in a good mood today I would have layeth a smacketh down on her candy ass.
I cannot wait to workout tomorrow morning. Seriously. I am going to work out everyday for the rest of the week.
My therapist helped me a lot today. She made me realize that certain feelings I am having abut certain situations are valid and that I have every right to be upset, angry and confused about it (the major situation).
I really love this one song on Justin's CD. It's called "Last Night". So if you go into a record store that has those scanner things were you can listen to snippets of songs play track 8. I love it.
It sounds old school. A lot of the CD sounds old school. Track 7 "Nothin Else" sounds like a Stevie Wonder song. And I like that one a lot too.
Justin Timberlake rocks my world.
For the moment...until baseball starts, then Jason Giambi will rock my world...and then when Queer starts Gale will rock my world.
It would be nice if a real guy rocked my world. Damn it. It's too cold to meet anyone.
Damn it I should have shared my umbrella with that guy back in the fall. I am so stupid!!! He could be my soulmate.
Yeah ok. Like soulmates exist. What the fuck ever.
For someone who's in a good mood I am being awfully negative tonight.
Its probably from spending the weekend with my parents. And the fact that my dad's PMS was in full effect. You know the phrase, "He's a lunatic." Yeah well my dad is one. It was a full moon this weekend so we were all under fire. Even me, the one who hasn't been yelled at in a long time. Oy vey.
I should really go to bed soon because I have to wake up early and go to the gym to workout, then shower since my shower here is still busted and the heat is on and off from hour to hour which is lovely in this weather. They say the high temperature on Thursday will not be higher than 19. ACK! I am NOT looking forward to that at all.
These Real World kids piss me off. The show provides them with a job and they can't even get to it on time when they work in the same FUCKING building. What is wrong with kids these days?!
On that note I am going to beddy bye. Goodnight all.
Stace
January 16th 2003
You’d think adults would figure out that when things turn physical between two friends it fucks everything up for the rest of the friendship. Things are awkward and tense between them and they can never go back to where the friendship was before the physical act. And it doesn’t even have to be sex…it can just be a kiss or a few of them. Or maybe some sort of touching or groping between the two of them. But once that line is crossed you can’t go back. It just fucks everything up. I hate that.
On Friday night when I was out with my college friends we went to eat at a place in Little Italy. While we were walking there we passed a couple of construction workers and one of them (who was probably about 45) looked straight into my eyes and said, “Dear God you’re beautiful”. I, of course, turned around to make sure he was talking to me. He was. I was shocked. I’ve never had a stranger do that to me.
My friends were like, “Aw Stacey has a boyfriend.”
Heh.
Flirt: To make playfully romantic or sexual overtures…
Play: To deal or behave carelessly or indifferently; toy. See Synonyms: flirt….
Kiss: To touch or caress with the lips as an expression of affection, greeting, respect, or amorousness.
Caring: To be concerned or interested; to have a liking or attachment
It is so cold in New York. And I am supposed to go out tonight. I am going to freeze my ass off. I am wearing a mini skirt. Duh. Thank God my coat is long and warm.
I am about to start reading Babyville by Jane Green. Hopefully I’ll finish it before the PMS kicks in.
I had a really good talk with my best friend last night. She made me feel a lot better about certain things going on in my life. I feel bad that she has to listen to me harp on certain subjects but she’s good. She listens and then makes me laugh when I am crying.
We may be going to Puerto Rico in a couple of weeks so we can get away for a few days.
I would love to just relax on a beach, read a book and forget about New York and everything that’s going on here.
Man I am parched today. I hate when I am craving water, especially when I am wearing pantyhose. It’s pain in the ass to have to take off and then put back on again.
I am listening to the cheesiest song ever made. “Club Tropicana” by Wham. It’s so bad it’s good.
The Yankees got rid of El Duque. I am sad about that. But I am happy the Red Sox didn’t get Colon. Heh. The evil empire screwed things up for the Dead Sox again! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I am going to make a sign referring to the Yankees as the Evil Empire at my first Red Sox game this season.
Man one of the Bachelors almost sucked Trista’s face off last night! Damn.
Everything She Wants is one of Wham’s best songs.
My right thumbnail always breaks. It’s annoying. And it gets caught on everything. It’s broken in three places.
I am thankful I have a censor button. There have been about 10 instances in the last few days when I could have been in deep trouble if I had said what was on my mind.
Think before you speak. It is really good advice. Thank God for the backspace button on the keyboard.
I am laughing right now looking at a picture of me on the set of Dawson’s Creek. I am sprawled out on Dawson’s bed with my friend Kyle. It’s such a funny picture.
There’s another picture where I am straddling Kyle on the couch in Dawson’s parent’s den. Heh.
My lunch isn’t that good today. But that’s OK because I am going out for dinner tonight. Yay!
I brought a few CDs in so I could copy some songs onto my computer. I copied a couple of Shania Twain songs from her second commercially successful album “Come on Over”. I love “Don’t Be Stupid (You know I love you)”. I used to blast that song when I was in college. It probably pissed my neighbors off.
Okay lunchtime is over.
Stace
January 12th 2003
What a weekend. I am tired.
Seeing my college friends helped my mood a lot this weekend. Especially Shiro. Shiro lived in the suite next door during my super junior year of college. He ca.me over from Japan as a foreign exchange student and was such a great guy. When he left the US in 1996 I thought I'd never see him again. Well, this year he is in Philadelphia doing some graduate work and he ca.me here this weekend to hang out with all of us. It was so weird to see him but good. He looks exactly the same and was even wearing the same jacket he used to wear at school.
I found another thing out this weekend. Back in August I wrote about finding out that the guy I liked in college was dating a clone of me. Well, not only that, her name is TRACEY. Hello??? And Shiro, who was very close with this guy visited him a few weeks ago and couldn't believe how much we looked a like. The guy wants to marry Stacey-lite this summer and my friend Dan wants to bring me as his date to the wedding, because the guy would never invite me in a million years. How funny would that be? Stacey-lite meeting the real Stacey. I think she'd get freaked out. Oh well. I think she needs to know that I exist because I also found out this weekend that he (the guy) always wanted me when we were in school and was an idiot and never went for it. What a jackass. "If anyone can see any reason why this couple should not get married speak now or forever hold your peace." I should raise my hand and by like, "He wants me!!!" Just kidding.
I can't believe him. What a dumbass. I could have been married by now but NOOOO he has to be a fucking idiot.
We all went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art yesterday afternoon. I loved it. I have to go back next weekend because I didn't get to see as much as I wanted to see. That place is HUGE. You need to go at 9am and leave at 9pm to see everything.
I am seriously looking forward to doing nothing today. Ooo football is on!
Stace
January 9th 2003 10:20 PM, while watching "ER"
I learned something today. I learned that if I am confronted by someone I have a panic attack. My therapist said that it has to do with my rocky relationship with my father. I am conditioned to panic when someone confronts me because I am used to my father yelling at me and never being able to fight back. So mwhen confronted by someone either in person, via email or even on IM my body automatically goes into panic mode. I start sweating, my heart starts racing, and my hands start shaking. And I have a full blown panic attack. I had one today because someone wanted to start a fight with me in the middle of work. Okay first of all what the fuck? Who starts a fight in the middle of the work day, especially when it's about a personal matter. I wouldn't let the person do it because I was in a bad enough mood as it was and a fight at that point wouldn't have been good for me or for anyone around me.
My relationship with my dad started off great. I was daddy's little girl for my early childhood. We sang songs together, he took me to work, I'd sit with him and watch TV every night and then somewhere along the way it soured. He became verbally abusive, never physically abusive though. But the mental abuse was enough. It's scarred me so badly that no matter how many times someone tells me I'm smart, I think I'm stupid. No matter how many times someone tells me I am beautiful, I think I am ugly. No matter what anyone says, I don't believe them. My father made me believe I was stupid. And he made me believe that I was never good enough for anyone or anything. Maybe that's why I choose to do the things I do. I won't get into relationships with men because I don't think I am good enough for anyone. But I'll accept being the on the side girl. The one a guy makes out with on Saturday nights when his girlfriend isn't available. Or I'll accept being the girl the married men play and flirt with but don't have real feelings for. I really have to stop that pattern. For my sanity, I must stop it. There's only so much crying a person can do. My eyes are going to run out of tears soon. Wow writing this has made me start to cry. What a fucking shock.
Let's switch gears, shall we?
I am really looking forward to this weekend. First of all I am having a mini college reunion with my college suitemates and some of the guys from the suite next door. Second of all it's going to be freezing which means the loud people in the neighborhood will not want to be outside in the cold. And lastly, I won't be at work! Yay! The glass is half full.
Have you ever said something and didn't mean it? You just said it to be mean so someone would get mad at you and stop talking to you? It's that passive-aggressive chick thing. We all do it at one point or another.
Yeah. Ok.
My therapist will be out of the country again. This time only for a week. Last time she was out of the country was from the end of September until the end of October. We all know how great that time was for me. I wanted to beg her to NOT go away next week. Everytime she goes away, shit happens.
And damn it, its too soon for me to take a sick day.
I left my office as quickly as possible this afternoon and because I walk like a maniac I got to my therapist's office in 15 minutes, even after I made two stops at record stores. I work on 50th and 6th and she's on 72nd and Riverside Drive. Not that far but far enough.
She came out while she was on the phone and had a note in her hand that said, "you know our appointment was at 6:30 not 6" and I nodded my head. Then I told her during my appointment that I needed to get the fuck out of my office.
She gave me some breathing exercises to do and I felt so much better.
She also told me that I need to face my demons and face confrontation head on...but not right away.
Yeah...I can't do that yet.
On that note, because I think I revealed enough tonight, I am going to bed at a relatively sane hour. (10:45PM)
Goodnight all.
Stace
January 9th 2003
Wow we are into the second week of the New Year and I haven’t taken a sick day. Last year I already had four under my belt.
I guess I am not stressed out enough.
I have a problem and I need it solved. Damn it. I can’t talk about it on this page though, which sucks.
I hate my life sometimes. Can’t I have a full week of happiness? No, because it’s just not possible.
What will make me happy? The Jets losing the Super Bowl, going away and not coming back until after the summer is over, people leaving me alone when I don’t make eye contact with them, sleeping in my own bed again, getting a lobotomy, losing 20 lbs., work hiring someone so I don’t have to have a triple desk anymore, my hair growing about 3 more inches, writing my story and not having writer’s block, telling people how I really feel and not avoiding touchy subjects…actually no that wouldn’t make me happy.
The sun is glaring off of my Account Manager’s desk and it’s blinding me.
Stupid glass offices.
I saw the cutest baby today when I was getting my lunch. He was adorable and not making any noise, which is always a good thing.
Yes I like them again. Well, some of them. I still hate some babies. Wait I can’t hate babies who haven’t even been born yet! That’s not right.
My Yankee Season Tickets have been paid so I am all set for this season. Yay!
I didn’t sleep well again last night. I need sleep damn it.
I wish I were the Bachelorette. Then I wouldn’t have to worry about finding someone.
Godzilla is coming! He better be good, George, Brian and the rest of the Yankee brass.
I have to run down to the gym right after work tonight, work out for like 40 minutes and then go to my therapist.
And then maybe I’ll go in early and work out tomorrow too.
Shit! I wanted to get my eyebrows waxed for my mini reunion tomorrow.
I’ll do that during lunch.
I don’t like having the Sales Associate room right next to me. They’ll be asking me questions all the fucking time.
I thought that moving me away from the elevators would stop that. Shit.
I watched the Bachelorette last night, well 15 minutes of it. Some of guys were nice looking.
I want to go home right now. I don’t want to work this afternoon.
Okay I am going and doing some work.
Stace
January 8th 2003
Okay so it seems that Julie from Real World New Orleans has screwed other people out of money besides Melissa. Hmmmmmm.
What is up with that?
So now Melissa’s not such a bitch. But she is a little bit. I think she’s gotten too skinny, either that or her long hair is making her face look way too gaunt.
You should check out some of the former Real World cast member’s websites. Colin from Hawaii has a pretty good one. I think it’s called Colin’s World. He has pretty cool behind the scenes dirt on the Battle of the Sexes. Melissa from New Orleans has princessmelissa.com. It’s down at the moment but it will be up again shortly. Lori from Real World Return to New York has a site also. It’s a blog/journal type of site called everythinglori.com and I read it yesterday. I like the way it’s set up.
Okay Lori is funny. She seems like a cool chick. She irritated me a little bit when her show aired. All right I’ll admit it was her singing that annoyed me. Heh. Her entry from last night is pretty funny. Mainly because she feels the same way I feel about Penelope Cruz. Is she pretty or is she ugly? Some people think she’s hot and others think she’s hideous. I don’t know. There’s something about her mouth that bothers me.
I went to the gym for the first time in a month last night and I did 40 minutes on the cross trainer and 20 minutes on the Stairmaster. Aw yeah. Stacey’s ass will be rock hard by April if she keeps this up.
I sent a funny email around at work today making fun of something that is soon to happen here. Every 6 months or so there is a new Sales Associate class. They train to become Account Managers. Well, every time the class is about to arrive they send this cheesy email to all of us that tells us their accomplishments etc etc. Last year’s class was so impressive. They all graduated from Ivy League or one step below Ivy League schools, one girl’s parents invented Dipping Dots ice cream and she helped or some shit. It was all very comical. So I decided to send an email around to a selected group of coworkers and I wrote my own biography. Here it is: Stacey --------------- attended Rockland Community College for three years before she finally decided to get a life and apply to all the SUNY schools at the ripe old age of 20. She decided to attend SUNY Oswego where she majored in drinking lots of beer and getting high. She failed out one semester but managed to work her way back in and graduated (finally) in 1998. She worked at Telerep for a year before coming over to NBC as a CSR.
My coworkers got a kick out of it and wrote their own.
This year I am lucky enough to be right outside the Sales Associates “room”. It’s like a closet with cubicles. I would kill myself if I were stuck in there.
Man my stomach is growling. I ate damn you. Calm down.
I am listening to one of my cheesy mellow CDs that made on my brother’s computer over the summer. Sometimes you just have to listen to this stuff.
I love ‘No One is to Blame’ by Howard Jones. It’s always been a favorite of mine.
I am surprised I am not in pain yet from my workout yesterday. I am going again today. I won’t do as much as I did last night though. I don’t want to kill myself.
People are surprised when I tell them that I can skip dinner and not be hungry.
Once I put my mind to something I can do it. If I say I am not going to talk to someone I won’t talk to him or her. If I say I will not eat meat for Lent, I won’t do it. I have strong will power.
“And you want her, and she wants you…no one, no one, no one ever is to blame.”
I’ll give you the track listing for the CD.
“All this Love” DeBarge
“Just Once” James Ingram
“Love Will Conquer All” Lionel Richie and some chick
“The Reason” Celine Dion
“Sometimes Love Just Aint Enough” Patty Smyth and Don Henley
“The Next Time I Fall” Peter Cetera and Amy Grant
“I’ll Be Over You” Toto
“Love Will Lead You Back” Taylor Dayne
“Never Gonna Let You Go” Sergio Mendes and some chick
“If You Leave Me Now” Chicago
“Hard Habit To Break” Chicago
“Miles to Go Before I Sleep” Celine Dion
“The Closer I Get to You” Roberta Flack and Donny Hathaway
“What Kind of Fool” Barbra Streisand and Barry Gibb (one of my favorite songs of all time-thank you very much)
“How Do You Keep the Music Playing” James Ingram and Patti Austin
“No One is to Blame” Howard Jones
“Even The Nights Are Better” Air Supply
God I love Air Supply.
Heh.
Cheese! I love it.
Avril Lavigne (sp) mispronounced David Bowie??? How on earth does someone do that?!
She pronounced it Bow (Cow) – ie. HAHAHA. Maybe she was nervous.
Or maybe she’s just dumb.
I cannot wait to get my cats already, darn it!
I have a few names already but we’ll see. I’m sure the second I see them I’ll think of good names for them. I was joking with my coworkers that I was going to name them Giambi and Jeter. Heh.
I like the name Jack. I think that would be cute for a little boy kitten.
Aw. I’m so excited! I’ll someone to talk when I get home from work!
Ok back to work.
Stace
January 6th 2003
I am watching Joe Millionaire right now. Cheestastic!
And there's this chick who claims to be 24. 24 my ass. She looks 5 years older than me.
And this dude doesn't look my age either.
He's a big doofus. Heh.
And these girls are idiots.
I must go to the gym tomorrow. Damn it. I will most likely go before work.
I must say I am soooooooo looking forward to the Real World/Road Rules Battle of the Sexes on MTV. Lots o drama. Aw yeah.
I hope I can fall asleep at a reasonable hour tonight.
Please God.
Ow I just stepped on my cordless phone. That hurt.
I cannot believe the Giants lost the way they did yesterday. What the hell? Oh well, I guess it wasn't meant to be.
I want to lose 2 dress sizes before Vegas. I want to be one of those really thin chicks who can walk around with a bikini top on.
Ooo Evan (Joe Millionaire) is picking his chicks. Heh.
Let's here it for the brunettes so far, aw hell yeah.
Damn it he picked Heidi...she's the 34, er, 24 year old.
Ooo two more pearl necklaces! Ooooo this is so exciting, NOT!
Ew they're so mean.
Okay these girls cannot be 23 and 24 they have to be lying. They have more wrinkles than my mother.
Aw Yeah RW/RR.
I love this shit.
God Beth from LA RW is still ugly.
Wow Melissa from New Orleans is PISSED at Julie from New Orleans.
Like really pissed. Holy shit. Damn.
Aw man I'd do anything for $50,000.
God I cannot stand Irulan from Real World Las Vegas. She is so irritating.
I cannot believe how bad my mood was Saturday night. I was really depressed and I don't know why. I just felt so down and alone. It sucked. And then I went to the nursing home to visit my grandma on Sunday, saw all of the old people and realized that I have my whole life ahead of me and all of the stuff that's going on now will help to shape me as a person.
All of the drama is happening for a reason. I was put on this earth for something. I don't know what it is yet but there has to be something. Maybe?
Is there anyone out there who can help me put my bed together?
Seriously.
They gave Puck a mullet. That is classic.
Holy shit. David from LA is FREAKING out.
Puck's crying?!? Wow what a great first episode.
Wow. I am addicted already.
Stace
January 4th 2003
Wow. I cannot believe that it's 2003. Where the hell did the last ten years go?
I clearly remember 1993 and how much fun I had at 18/19 years old.
I am going to be 29 this summer. Good God. How frightening.
Even more frightening my brother and his friends are all turning 25 this year.
The people in this neighborhood need to stop honking their horns. Its so annoying.
I need to plan a second vacation in April. A week long vacation. But I am not sure of the dates yet...I have to find that out.
I need to be somewhere far away from New York. Guam? Australia? Antarctica? We'll see.
Ooo Heathers is on.
"I love my dead gay son!"
I don't think I like "While You Were Out" as much as I like "Trading Spaces".
My parents got snow up by their house. We have nothing here in the city.
I like rainy days. There are less people on the streets. There's less noise.
So Ohio State won the National Championship. Good. My brother was a Gator, I can't root for Miami.
I love cheesy Tori Spelling TV movies!
Jack Osbourne is not attractive at all.
How is possible that Tupac had enough material to release 5 posthumous albums? He will never go away.
Wow, read this...it's from January 13th 2002: That's my goal. I want to be a size 8 by the time my ten year reunion rolls around in November. I have 10 months to drop 15 pounds. Yikes I just told you all how much I weigh.
I was a size 8 at the time my high school reunion should have been held! I actually did something I set out to do.
I can't believe it.
I love finding old rants.
Go Jets!
I can't believe I wrote that again. But it would be nice for them and their fans if they would win today.
Three hours later: The Jets are winning 27-0. Wow.
I really need to clean this apartment. It's huge. And there is so much crap.
Ugh.
It feels like I am guest. I need to have everything set up soon. Like my bed, my TV, my VCR and DVD player.
Chicago is playing at a theatre four blocks from my office. I may go after work on Monday to see it.
I don't think I've ever gone to the movies by myself.
That'll be a first. I've eaten in restaurants alone. I like doing that. I enjoy people watching.
I'm gonna feel like Carrie from Sex and City.
I put my books on the bookshelf. I can't wait to get my clothes in the closet.
My mom is going to come and help me take my grandma's stuff out of all of the dressers and closets.
I think I am going to get my haircut like Kelly Osbourne.
Heh.
Stace
January 3rd 2003
I am not here today. Well, I am sitting here but mentally I am elsewhere. I think the day after New Year’s should be a mandatory day off. Yesterday was bad and today is worse. I am so glad it’s Friday. I need to just lay and do nothing all weekend.
And the weather is crappy so that’s not helping any of us to be motivated here. The entire office is just blah today.
Oh God I feel like I am going to puke again. I hate this feeling.
FUCKING UTERUS. I will never complain about my . being late again.
I wish it would just go away and never come back. I don’t need it. I am not getting pregnant ever so what’s the fucking point?
Speaking of pregnant I had a pregnant woman ask me to get up so she could sit on the train uptown. I said, ‘Of course!’ but I really wanted to yell at her and tell her to make a fucking guy get up. But whatever I didn’t have to stand too long. I usually don’t care about sitting but since I had the cramps from hell yesterday afternoon I wanted to sit and relax.
I have to go food shopping this weekend and I have to go to CVS to get some toiletries.
I love that I have a CVS and Duane Reade on the next block. So I don’t ever have to depend on anyone else to get me stuff because I can walk everywhere.
Men suck.
That wasn’t really for me that was for someone else.
I was so relieved when the clock struck midnight on Tuesday. I almost started crying because I was so happy 2002 was over. I hope 2003 is better.
Oh speaking of Tuesday. I got so drunk. I could hardly walk. I felt bad for my best friend because my legs were all rubbery and she had to hold me up. But I got us home. We took the train because finding a cab would have been impossible.
I had a blast that night. It’s been a while since I have been that drunk.
I didn’t meet any boys though. Not that I was trying to. I actually wasn’t paying attention to anyone other than the group I was with.
It’s 11:19. I need to do some work.
Stace
December 31st 2002 (my last entry of 2002)
All I am asking for 2003 is that it is better than the end of 2002 was for me. Well, the last 4 months of 2002. From September 5th on…Oh whatever.
My resolutions are as follows:
I will start working out regularly again. I was a slacker the last two months. I want to look like I did in October.
I want to go out more and socialize more with boys and not be so standoffish.
Staying in that theme I want to find a guy I can tolerate for more than ten minutes.
I want to stop falling for impossible people.
I want to rid myself of excess emotional baggage. I am sick of being sad all the damn time.
I want to stay in touch with my friends, better. Instead of relying solely on email I will start calling people.
I will stop eating crappy foods. In other words, no more bingeing on pints of ice cream and bags of potato chips when I am PMSing.
I will continue writing my novel and then submit it to people in the know.
I will be more organized at my job (I say this every year and it lasts a month)
Not too hard, I think I can keep them.
The working out thing is most important because I felt good and it made me a happier person, which will make my friends and family happy too.
I am looking forward to this evening. I am going out again for New Year’s. How exciting!
I had like three coworkers say, “Be careful getting home!”
I started crying for no reason today at work. How stupid is that? Thank God no one noticed.
No one’s here anyway. Half of the people in the office took this week off.
Slackers.
I am eating Cream of Broccoli soup from Hale and Hearty and I am disappointed. It’s not that good. Oswego’s student union’s Cream of Broccoli soup kicked ass. Seriously. I got it every time they had it my last year there. A guy who was in a few of my classes nicknamed me, “Soup” because I was always eating soup when he saw me. A friend of mine ran into him about a year and he said, “How’s Soup?” HA! He probably doesn’t even know my real name.
I am going to be booking my trip to Vegas soon. Yay! I cannot wait for that weekend. I plan to dance my ass off and by then I should be at least 10-15 lbs lighter. I will be 130-135 if it kills me.
I want to be able to wear little skimpy shirts out to the clubs.
I was actually thinking about joining Weight Watchers.
Go Giants!
Go Jets!
Wait…did I just write that!?
Hmmm my prediction…both teams lose this weekend.
The glass is half empty!
Just call me Larry David.
I need to see Chicago.
I got an Easy Bake Oven for Christmas. Yes, really.
Men are idiots especially ones who you hardly dated for three weeks who point at you and stare at you all night when they are with their girlfriend. Grow the fuck up and/or get a life.
One good thing about that scenario: he has four chins now.
You gotta love that.
Heh.
I especially love that because I still have one chin.
Aw hell yeah.
I yelled at my coworker because she has a J. Lo jacket.
I moved into my grandma’s apartment this weekend. I am all alone and so far it’s ok.
My bed is not set up yet BUT I hooked up the computer all by myself.
I need people to help me this weekend. I would like to sleep in my own bed. My grandma’s bed is slanted and I keep waking up with my face against the night table in the morning. Heh.
The master bedroom’s shower has 5 showerheads. How much does that rock?!
I may never leave that bathroom.
I am expecting a phone call so I am staying put but I have to pee really badly. What a dilemma!
We’re supposed to leave at 3 today but most people left before 2. The phones are quiet and no one wants to work on a day like today anyway.
So I was on Weekend Today this Sunday and missed myself. According to one of the station people I looked hot. I put make up on when they told me I’d be on camera.
I am listening to mine and my daddy’s song, “Still The One” by Orleans.
It is one of my favorite songs of all time. And I can remember getting upset when I knew that the end of the song was coming.
I was 2 when that song came out.
I think I want to clean up my desk while I wait for the phone call.
Have a safe and healthy New Year everyone! Please be safe.
Stace
December 24th 2002
Well I am feeling a lot better today. Thank God. I think getting my coworker’s Christmas card with a picture of his baby on it brightened my night last night. He’s so cute!!
Aw.
Oh I just got so depressed…it took three seconds for that to happen.
Crap.
Stace
December 23rd 2002
Merry Fucking Christmas.
I usually love Christmas but I am not enjoying December so much this year.
I nearly smacked a woman earlier because she knocked into me with her stroller. People with strollers and babies need to stay the fuck away from me today. Babies. Ick.
Anywho, I have to start my Christmas shopping tonight. And hopefully finish it as well.
HAHAHA I am listening to David Bowie and Bing Crosby singing Little Drummer Boy. Seriously, who dreamed of that combo?
Who is Parson Brown?
We may have a White Christmas this year. Yeah sure. I’ll believe it when I see it.
I went to a wedding on Saturday night. It was nice. And I looked hot. I am being serious. For some reason I looked really good. It was weird. Anytime I passed a reflection of myself I’d be like, “who is that pretty chick? Oh wait that’s me!” Then yesterday I felt like a fat slob. Oh well the glass can’t be full 24/7, unless you’re a psycho.
So “Friends” is going to be on another season…Yay. I guess.
I found someone else I know is pregnant. It’s a fucking epidemic. What the hell is going on? Ick. I can’t take it. I think I am going to have to take the entire Spring off so I can avoid all the babies that will be popping out. Christ. It’s bad enough I am single but now it’s 10 times worse because all of my married friends are getting pregnant. By the time I have my first kid theirs will be driving.
Oh wait if I have a kid…
FUCKIN BABIES!!!!
Puke again.
I bet you can guess why I am all pissy about babies. Yes Stacey is PMSing. Yes Stacey will probably wake up on Christmas morning with an extra special present. Fucking Uterus.
I have to go and throw out the lunch I couldn’t finish because I am too stressed out to eat.
In case I don’t write anything tomorrow or Wednesday, Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it. And Happy December 25th to those who don’t.
Hope everyone is safe and healthy.
Stace
December 20th 2002
There are three people in my life who deserve smacks right now. And I work with all three of them in one capacity or another. Jackasses.
Two of them work for a station I deal with and the other one works here. I jokingly said something to someone at a station and they blew it out of proportion. Ugh. I hate people. I have worked here for a long time and with that person a long time…they should know my sense of humor by now.
The other person is just a fucking idiot and is lucky I don’t kill them today.
And how happy am I about getting an extra special Christmas present this year. MY FUCKING PERIOD.
Ugh again.
I want to go to sleep and wake up on January 1st 2003.
Stace
December 19th 2002 4:39pm
I HATE PMSING!!!!!!!!
Stace
December 19th 2002
I don’t really like any of the new design proposals for the Trade Center site. Most of them look too futuristic to me, like something out of the Fifth Element. And who was the genius that wants to build a 2,100-foot tower? Um hello? The Twin Towers were like 1,350 each (give or take 10 or 20 feet). That’s pretty damn high.
I haven’t started my Christmas shopping yet. I always wait until the last minute.
One of my station people is a bitch and I nearly told her so this morning but I held my tongue. Tis the season to be jolly, right?
Bitch.
Someone just walked by with onions on their lunch and now it smells by my desk. Yuck.
If you go to cnn.com they have proposals for the WTC that were submitted by everyday people. Some ideas are a little out there but some are actually pretty good.
I don’t want to move. Well, I want to move but I don’t physically want to do it. I just want to snap my fingers and be done with it.
I am little mad at someone right now. Fucker. He doesn’t read the page anymore so I don’t have to worry about him reading this. Heh.
This is the time of year when money growing on trees would be a great idea.
So I am obsessed with VH1’s “I Love the 80’s” special. I love them. It’s fun to remember the 80’s.
Last night they had 1984 and 1985. I was laughing at the Miami Vice footage.
Okay someone explain to me why I am answering phones for people who sit on the other side of the floor. The people here are so retarded sometimes.
I am so excited that “Curb Your Enthusiasm” was nominated for a Golden Globe for best TV comedy. That rocks.
Stace
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