April 22nd 2003
Happy Earth Day!
I woke up to my cats fighting on top of me. It was pretty funny.
It’s nice to have someone (cats) to come home to. And it’s nice to get attention. I was on my computer last night and Jack jumped up onto my lap. Aw.
I think I am going to get my hair done with weekend. I need my highlights retouched. Badly. My roots are down to my ears.
I really need to get my ass back to the gym. I am so unmotivated lately. Even my vacation isn’t motivating me anymore. See what happens when you don’t get attention from the male species?! Just kidding. Like I really give a shit.
I am not much heavier than I was 2 months ago. I think I gained 3 lbs. I just feel tired. I should really start going to the gym in the mornings since the cats wake my ass up so early.
Hmmmm there’s an idea.
KITTIES!!!
I really need to vacuum the apartment badly. I also need to hook up my VCR and DVD player. I am going through Season 1 Queer As Folk withdrawals.
So the big news at work is the announcement of our new manager. It’s someone who worked in this office a while back and who was working at one of our owned and operated stations. I’m told he’s a nice guy. (I don’t know him personally) But I don’t think it’s fair to the people who were pitching the job. Supposedly he really only threw his hat into the ring about 2 weeks ago. Others have been pitching this job since February. Business sucks. I hate corporate politics.
I feel especially bad for one of the guys in particular. While we didn’t have a manager he stepped and performed managerial duties and he was most likely going to get the job in this other guy hadn’t swooped in at the last second.
And they wonder why the morale on this floor sucks ass.
I am a little happy to know that the assistants aren’t the only ones who feel like the morale around here sucks. Hopefully the higher ups will get the clue.
I really wish the end of May would get here so I can go on vacation.
We can just skip the next month. I don’t really care.
Oh my man Gale Harold is going to guest star on an episode of Law and Order SVU on May 9th. Aw yeah.
Lunch is over.
Stace
April 19th 2003 11:47pm
In 13 minutes I will be allowed to drink coffee and soda for the first time in 40 days. I have been really good. I haven’t cheated once.
I can’t wait to inform my grandma that she has two great grandsons now. They’re not human of course. They’re feline. I named them Jack and Henry. And they are holed up in my room for now. I want them to get used to me. And then I will let them loose in the apartment. (Sorry Chris)
Hideki Matsui is good.
It’s scary to think what the Yankees will be like when Jeter, Rivera and Karsay come back from their injuries and when Giambi starts hitting. Wow.
Okay so let me tell you about my boys Jack and Henry. They’re 5 months old. They’re brothers. They are gray and white, have pointy Siamese looking heads and I woke up this morning with one by my head and the other under my left armpit.
Aw.
I am finally getting attention from males…yes I would prefer it if they were human but right now I’ll take what I can get.
KITTIES!
Ok I am falling asleep.
Stace
April 16th 2003
Okay I am back from Vegas. That place is unbelievable. The casinos are amazing.
I didn't win any money and I didn't have sex. Oh well. It's the same at home so I am used to it.
I lost my disposable camera so I don't have any pictures. I am really pissed about that. I took some nice pictures of the strip and of the casinos.
I loved the Venetian and the Belagio. Caesar's Palace was HUGE. I got a kick out of New York New York and we went on the roller coaster there twice in a row.
Next time I go I want to go for at least 5 days. I want to be able to have a day of relaxing by the pool and doing nothing. We walked everywhere! I am exhausted.
Okay what is in the water in Chicago? Well, if the guy was drinking water I don't think he would have attacked the umpire last night. Last September two assclowns attacked the Royals first base coach. Last night another assclown attacked the first base umpire while the White Sox were playing the Royals. What the hell is going on in Chicago? CHICAGO. Not New York people. You don't see fans pulling that shit in big, bad New York, do ya?
No.
Mike Mussina kicked some ass last night. Damn.
The Yankees are 11-2 without Jeter, Rivera and Karsay. Wow.
Heh the Diamondbacks lost 12-1.
LOVE IT. Schiling and Johnson are sucking. LOVE IT.
And Pedro got rocked the other day. Hee.
There were way too many families in Las Vegas. Families with really young kids. Babies.
I felt like I was in DisneyWorld.
There were 7 kids under the age of 1 on my plane Monday night. Thank God it's noisy in the plane so I didn't hear more than one crying.
Call me crazy but if/when I get married and if/when I have kids, I am NOT taking them anywhere until they can walk and talk. There is no way I will be taking a young baby and a toddler on vacation with me. I don't care what my husband says. On my way out to Vegas there was a woman with 3 sons all under the age of 4. I kinda understand the notion of wanting to have a certain number of kids in a certain amount of time but that is insane. And she was by herself with them. She had to go through security with a stroller and a baby seat. Oy vey. Even the security guard was shaking her head.
Ick.
Stace
April 1st 2003
If I hadn’t been watching last night’s Yankee game and someone had told me this morning that Derek Jeter could be out 2-4 months I would think that they were playing a cruel April Fools joke on me. It’s not a joke. Damn it.
I had an uneasy feeling all day yesterday. I even told one of my coworkers about it and this morning he came up to me and was like, “Are you psychic?!”
My boy was in agony last night. It was so hard to watch. It was also hard to avoid because they showed the replay eight million times.
I was screaming and cursing at the Blue Jays catcher. It was a heads up play on his part but still…ass.
Not a good way to start the season off.
They didn’t get off to a good start in Flushing either. The Mets outfielders looked like the Bad News Bears yesterday as they were circling around trying to catch fly balls. I was dying. And the Mets suffered the most lopsided Opening Day loss in the majors since 1951. Nice.
The Yankees won the game but losing Derek Jeter for any amount of time is NOT GOOD. And he jinxed himself before the game when he was taking about how he was finally healthy. He was playing injured for the better part of the last two seasons. (TAKE THAT STEINBRENNER-NOT FOCUSED MY ASS) And what happens? He hustles to try and get to third and he’s now injured. Again TAKE THAT STEINBRENNER) Is Steinbrenner going to release a statement saying Jeter hustled too much and that’s why he got hurt? Assclown. Steinbrenner, not Jeter.
My man Giambi was 0-5 last night. Not good Jason, not good.
See? Jeter is my boy and Giambi is my man.
I have tickets for Opening Day and I realized last night that I hadn’t asked anyone to go with me. Der. (Chris? Wanna go?)
I am looking at a picture of my dad and me from 1977/78. I was so cute as a kid. I was long and lanky though. You could tell I was going to be tall. I think the fact that my mom got me a ten-speed for Christmas when I was 5 is very telling. I had my bike with the basket and banana seat for only a year. And then I had to get an ‘adult’ bike. I loved my ten-speed. I remember how big a deal it was when our parents let us ride our bikes into “town”. We live a mile and half away from the main street in town so to be able to ride to there and back was a pretty deal.
My eleven-year reunion is on Saturday. How exciting! I am actually looking forward to it now knowing that certain people who are showing up are still the same catty bitches they were in high school and that they have not grown up one bit. I swear if one of those bitches looks at me the wrong way or says something obnoxious I will tell them off. I am looking forward to laying a smack down on someone.
I am also jazzed that I am sooooo much better looking now than I was eleven years ago.
I hate certain people today.
Okay it’s just one.
My account managers got me flowers and wine for all of the hard work I have been doing the past few weeks. I was going to drink the wine last night but I decided to hold off on that until a non-work night. I don’t want to be hung over here especially not with all of the stuff going on with the war.
I can’t believe it’s cold again. Stupid weather.
Less than two weeks until Vegas! Woo hoo!
I need to get my hair cut and colored. I haven’t done anything with it since October. I am WAY over due.
I almost feel tempted to go into a salon and saying, “Do whatever you want.” It would be kinda cool to get a whole new look but I am too lazy to maintain something too complicated.
Maybe I’ll chop it off again.
Maybe I’ll keep growing it out.
I read a really cute article about some Iraqi people saying that they wanted to go to California and the US troops asked them why California and they said Hotel California and the Iraqis started singing the song. Aw.
I am trying to decide what I want to eat for lunch.
I think I am in the mood for something fattening.
I am also in the mood to throttle someone. Assclown.
Oh sorry.
On that note I will go downstairs and get something nice to eat.
Stace
March 28th 2003
Two weeks from tonight I will be in Vegas...hopefully drinking my face off.
I need this vacation more than I did two weeks ago. Work has been CRAZY! Stressful, busy but not to the point where I want to cry. I am just exhausted right now. I am surprised I can sit here and type this out. I feel like my eyes are crossing as I look at the screen.
I am watching Moulin Rouge. I love this movie.
I really can't wait for Chicago to come out on DVD.
OH! I saw 42nd Street a week ago. It was really good. The tap dancing was amazing.
I finally have digital cable. And it is sooo much cooler now than it was 3 months ago. I have HBO, Showtime and Cinemax in Demand. I can watch things like Queer As Folk, Curb Your Enthusiasm and Six Feet Under whenever the hell I want.
My back hurts. I slept in a weird position last night and then I was tense all day at work so it's in spasm. Yay! Not.
Damn Ewan McGregor looks HOT in this movie. GRRR.
Do you believe in a higher power? I do. When things happen that put someone in danger twice within just over a month, someone up above is not happy with them. Just an observation.
"So exciting the audience will stop and cheer..."
Sorry.
I really need to start going to the gym again. I have been slacking. Even though I have been walking a lot more lately I still feel gross.
Ooo it's my song!!!!
"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..."
I know I wrote that a while back but that fits sooo well with my life right now.
And the medley is coming up. Hee.
By the way I am so excited Nicole Kidman won the Oscar. Take that Tom Cruise! Heh.
Loser. Assclown.
I should be getting my kitties next week! Woo hoo!
I just don't know what to name them. I am still leaning towards Mattingly for one of them. And I love the name Jack. But who knows, I might change my mind when I get them.
I need to be kissed. Hard. Urgently. I haven't had that happen in a while. Since September. Lack of male attention is making me feel so unattractive.
Although my coworker and I decided to take a long walk where we knew men would be gathered. We got a 'Hello sexys' from one of them. Now that was funny. It helped to boost my ego a little bit. But not much.
Oh woe is me.
I am going to be helping out a friend on April 7th. I am going to be serving food at some party. I haven't done that since college. I hope I don't spill anything on anyone. Especially because there may be famous sports people there. Yay! Maybe I'll meet my future husband.
Yeah ok.
On that note I am going to finish watching Moulin Rouge, then I am going to finish my latest book and then I am going to sleep. Hopefuly my dad won't wake me up like he did last weekend at 9:25. Oy.
I love my dad but not when he wakes me up so early on a Saturday.
Heh.
Oh how could I forget?! I was on the train coming home from work tonight and some ass was singing out loud with his headphones on. I wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up but I didn't want him to stab me.
Goodnight. God bless America. Oh wait another thing. To the hackers who put the American flag on the Al-Jezeera site, you rock my world. That's great.
Stace
March 25th 2003
A guest rant from my best friend Racquel
First, let me start with the fact that I am not pro-violence or hungry for war. What I am is an American, a New Yorker and a human being.
For weeks now I have been listening to what certain people (mostly over privileged Hollywood types) have been saying in protest of the war. And now I have a couple of questions. Have any of the protestors come up with any other solutions to the situation that this world is faced with? Because the last time I checked, sitting on our collective asses and doing nothing has allowed these people, who are not only a threat to us but to their own people, to commit terrorist acts. And should we really give a shit what these people who give a standing ovation to a man who is a fugitive in this country for twenty some odd years for raping a 13 year old girl have to say? I’m thinking not!
As for Saddam not having enough time to comply. Give me a break!!! The resolution that he was supposed to comply to is from 12 years ago. Does anybody remember that? I think that is more than enough time. But by all means, please, if you protestors can come up with another resolution on how to deal with a regime of mad men who set up rape camps and torture their own men and women, we are all ears…Nothing? Ok, then.
And for those of you who find fault with President George W. Bush, at least he is a man with resolve and conviction. He knows what has to be done and is doing it. He has not, for one moment, lost focus of what his job is – to protect and uphold the laws and lives of the American people. The same cannot be said of Former President Bill Clinton, who for eight years was more concerned about getting head then he was with the growing problems in the Middle East. Do you people realize that you had more faith and trust in a man who’s own wife could not trust him? Hello?
I have to say how amazed I am at how short and selective people’s memories are. Are you people so quick to forget the devastation of 9/11? Would you dare protest if we declared war on September 12th 2001?
Guess what folks, the attempted bombing of the WTC center ten years ago happened, the bombings of the US embassies happened, September 11th happened. The family members who were killed are gone forever. The terrorists are getting bolder with each day. How far do things have to go? How many more lives have to be arbitrarily taken before you see that talking to or negotiating with fanatical mad men is getting us nowhere?
So I’d like to say thank you to President Bush and the current administration for not backing down. Thank you to the military for doing your job. THANK YOU.
And another guest rant from another one of my best friends, Julie
Rebuttal to Michael Moore's Oscar Speech
You should be ashamed of yourself Mr. Moore. You stand on your soapbox
spouting attacks at President Bush like you speak for an entire nation.
Well, you don't speak for me Mr. Moore. I am for this war and it's not
because I think Iraq has done anything to us. It's because of what Saddam
has done to his own people and the threat he poses because of the power he
holds.
Saddam is Hitler, the new and improved 2003 version. You are
defending a murderer. He funds terrorists. He harbors terrorists. Just
because those terrorists aren't Iraqi, doesn't mean Saddam's hands are
clean. This is not Fiction. This is fact. You talk of Vietnam. In Vietnam
we were fighting against Communism and I agree that we shouldn't have been there, but terrorism is not a form of government. Terrorism is a threat to our entire way of life.
You compare this war to Vietnam when in reality you should be comparing it to WWII. Without America's intervention, Europe would be completely German now and there would be no Jews in the world.
Those that live in the US today are largely descendant of Jews that were
saved by the United States in WWII. Without the United States, these people would never even exist. This can't be a surprise to you as this fact has been repeatedly ground into our brains by some of your fellow directors year after year in films such as Schindler's List and The Pianist.
As for France, again, speak for yourself. Don't say, "We love France" because "We" don't. Watch the polls Mr. Moore. 93% of Americans are about ready to boycott French products. And some of those people are against the war, yet still think France should be backing us up regardless. All you and the protesters are doing is letting this country appear divided to the world.
We are not divided. We are whole and we are strong and we are fighting for
a cause. The amount of protesters in the world is miniscule when you put it
into it's proper perspective. It's like filling Yankee stadium and then
having 10 of those people protesting. They're insignificant. If not for
the media, no one would even notice them. Maybe you should remind your
protesting buddies that it defeats their purpose when "peaceful" protesters
start macing police officers .
No one really cares if you think that President Bush got elected with fictitious votes. If Gore had won, you could say the same about him. Regardless, that's old news. Move on and come out of your movie.
In this reality, Bush IS the President and he deserves more respect. You say he is responsible for unemployment and our economic problems, and you call him ignorant. Well, take a look in the mirror because if you cared at all to research it, you would know that historically our economy is always up and down. The fluctuations don't happen overnight. It takes years, sometimes as many as 5-10 years, for an economy to go into a
decline, or a rise for that matter.
You are blaming President Bush for something that President Clinton put into motion years ago. And Bush Sr. before him, and Reagan before him and so on and so on, etc. The Presidentbcan't change the economy all on his own and because you blame him, you prove that you are the ignorant one Mr. Moore. You are the worst kind of American, no doubt about it. You are what I call a Hollywood-American. You hide behind your camera and you go out in the world saying you want to find the truth but instead you only look hard enough to find proof of what you believe in. And then you stand on a stage after having your field's highest honor bestowed upon you and you waste your moment trying to sway the public toward your feeble opinion.
Americans are free people and they can speak their minds but the stoic and patriotic Americans of the 1940's should be our example. You can't call yourself a Patriot just because you wave a flag and say you support our troops. By the way, our troops agree with this war effort and support our President, so by saying you support our troops, you are contradicting yourself and showing the hypocrite that you are. You're just hiding behind the politically correct thing to do and I'm embarrassed for you. How many protests were there when we entered WWII? Probably none. Why? Because whether you voted for him or not, a President was elected and you support him because you love this country. Period. If you don't like it, take your anti-American propaganda and go move to France.
March 23rd 2003
My Vegas vacation is coming up soon. Woo hoo!
I can’t wait.
The friend I am meeting out there forwarded me some links with clubs and restaurants. I am so excited. I am looking forward to dancing my ass off out there.
I am also looking forward to going out there and having a good time. I would really love to win some money. (Please God)
I haven’t posted anything since the war started so I’ll throw my two cents in.
This is a question for all the anti war protestors, what is your solution to the Iraq situation? Should we just sit back and wait for Sadaam Hussein to develop nuclear weapons and kill us? Um no. Yes it sucks that innocent people are being injured and killed but he is a sick man and so are his sons. They need to be removed from power.
To the people in Hollywood who are against President Bush and against this war, why don’t you go over to Iraq and try to reason with Sadaam? You can have a nice sit down discussion with him. If you hate our president so much then leave our country. Go to England…oh that won’t work either since they are on our side. Here’s an idea. Go to France and live there. You’ll fit in.
I hope the Oscars don’t turn into a politic rally. I want to be able to not think about the war for 5 hours.
Stace
March 16th 2003
Warm weather has arrived! Woo hoo!
What do you call a man who ends a marriage during a telephone call? A PUSSY. I can see ending a dating relationship on the phone but a marriage?! Are you fucking kidding me!?
And people wonder why I am “anti-male”.
My best friends and I went out last night in the city and we had a really good time. Well, most of the night. There were some annoying parts but the good parts outnumbered the bad parts. We met boys, went dancing, it was a fun time.
I love living in Manhattan now. I’ll be going out in the city all the time.
I have to fill out an NCAA bracket this week. I will pick at least one 12 seed to beat a 5 because it almost always happens.
Everyone is picking Kentucky to win it all, I don’t know. I don’t want to go with the obvious.
The Dukies won the ACC Tournament again.
They are the 3 seed in the West. The West bracket is packed with people. Hmmmmmm. Picking the NCAA tournament brackets is a very hard thing to do because you never know what’s going to happen.
Kentucky has won like 20 in a row or something like that so they are due for a loss but you never know. They could win the whole damn thing.
It’s just my luck that I get called for Federal Jury Duty on the day of the Yankee Home Opener.
This will be my 5th home opener in a row. AND I AM NOT MISSING IT DAMN IT.
My man looked HOT tonight on Queer As Folk. Good Lord.
Those idiots better not try and attack New York City again. I have to say it’s both comforting and scary to see National Guard troops in the subway stations.
Okay I am tired again. I actually took a nap today even with my windows wide open and the brats outside on my street playing football.
Stace
March 14th 2003
I hate everybody today.
I am finding that the minutest things are pissing me off. Like for instance I was on the elevator with these two chicks who were talking about work. I think they both work for the John Walsh Show. Whatever. Anyway, just their voices pissed me off. They didn’t really say anything particularly annoying, just the fact that they were conversing in the elevator pissed me off.
While I was riding in on the train this morning these two women who got on 145th street disturbed me. I was attempting to read my latest book (The Accidental Virgin by Valerie Frankel) and they walk onto the train like gangbusters. One of them has a 3 or 4-year-old girl with her. She pushes the little girl into the pole in the middle of the car and then yells at her when she almost falls as the train pulls out of the station. The other woman said something and she says, “She all right. She aint cryin or nothin’.” Oy. For the rest of my ride I was subjected to these women talking about their ‘motherfuckin kids’ and ‘shit’ and how one daughter has all this bling bling but doesn’t spend ‘shit’ on her motherfuckin child. Then she goes on about her grandson at 13 years old being well on his way into the life of a career criminal and she really didn’t give a shit. She has plates and pins in her foot and when it’s bothering her she gets pissed off because that means she can’t drink her motherfuckin beer because she can’t be walkin to the motherfuckin bathroom every motherfuckin ten fuckin minutes. I am not exaggerating one bit. I was trying not to listen but one, she was loud and didn’t really seem to care that the whole train could hear how nuts she was and two it was like a car wreck on the side of the road that you can’t avoid looking at. I couldn’t concentrate on my book after about two minutes so I just sat there and observed them. Other people look horrified as these women went on and on about their crackhead landlord who steals their money and how their fuckin ungrateful motherfuckin kids don’t deserve shit. Oh yeah and the 13 year old soon to be career criminal wants a certain kind of watch but his grandmother won’t get it for him because he can’t fucking tell time and he don’t fuckin deserve shit. Her words not mine. I wanted to snatch the little girl and take her with me to rescue her from those people. Jesus.
Horrifying.
Is there a way for me to request getting my uterus removed?
It’s not like I am ever going to meet someone, fall in love, get married and have babies so why the FUCK do I have one? It’s useless right now. All it does is remind of the babies I am not having and that I won’t ever have.
Thank God it’s Friday.
I am being so good this year. I am not tempted to drink soda or coffee. I almost gave into the other thing I was giving up but I am staying strong with that too. I am so powerful when I give things up for Lent. People don’t realize how strong my willpower is. One year I gave up French fries and didn’t start eating them until July!
July.
I watched my boys last night. They beat the Red Sox. Well, the Spring Training version of the Red Sox. There was a hottie in the dugout and I have no idea who he is because when he came up to bat Kay, Kitty and O’Neill were yapping about other stuff and not paying attention to the game. I was yelling at the TV, ‘Who’s the hottie up at the plate?’ Hoping that by some miracle they’d hearing me yelling all the way down in Tampa.
Oh well.
I am so happy baseball season is starting. That will take my mind of the crappier aspects of my life that seem to be getting better with each passing day. I am actually feeling happier lately.
I still can’t sleep though which really sucks.
Insomnia sucks ass. I feel so out of it when I come to work. I am making stupid mistakes that I normally wouldn’t make. Ugh.
I want to just sleep for like 2 days straight.
That’s all I need.
I would like to sleep through the night. I haven’t done that in two weeks. Last night was really bad but that was because of my uterus.
Men have it so easy. If they bled out of their penises for a week each month the world as we know it would end.
I have to clean my apartment tonight in preparation for my friends’ arrival tomorrow. Not that it’s really dirty or anything. But I just want it to look sort of nice.
I was joking with my supervisor about getting Yankees from downstairs now that my former manager is working for WNBC and the manager I can’t stand says, “You’ll never get them.”
I wanted to say, “Well I already have cunt.” I hate her.
She takes a cab everyday to work because she can’t be bothered to slum in public transportation, she gets her hair professionally blown out every other day, she works whenever she feels like it….bitch. I am so jealous. I want that life.
I am jealous of a lot of people who live better lives than me. I feel like there is no chance for me to do anything about this rut I am in and it sucks.
I want to have a successful career, an apartment in the city and a house in the Hamptons. I want to not worry about being able to paying my bills. Wondering if I can survive on $111 for the next week until payday. (I can do it I’ll just have to cut a meal or two out) I want to be able to take a week off from work so I can hang at my Hamptons house and chill out. Is that so much to ask?
Okay…I am coming back down to reality.
I will never have a career I love; I will never have that weekend/summer house. Damn it.
So much for my better mood.
Time to get back to work. Ick.
Stace
**this was written yesterday but I couldn't post it until today because Yahoo was all screwy all day.**
March 12th 2003
I think I have finally recovered from last night.
I saw Josh Jackson (again) on Conan (again). And GOD did he look hot.
Good lord.
I sat closer to Conan’s desk than I ever have and Josh stayed the entire show. He usually leaves right after his segment.
He still fidgets way too much BUT he looked so hot that it didn’t bother me as much as it usually does.
I was just so happy to be at a Conan show. If I could go to one a week I would. It’s so much fun. Conan is a nut.
And I don’t know if it’s because I am totally desperate and missing male attention but Conan looked hot last night too. Seriously. I was kinda frightened by my reaction to seeing him.
I just got another shipment of books, my second in three days, from barnesandnoble.com. All of the books in this shipment are naughty books. I needed a change of pace. I think I have read every British, single chick book ever written (well not quite).
One of the books I bought is waterproof. Hee.
I am becoming a bookworm.
I haven’t cut my hair since the beginning of October and I have like no split ends. It’s awesome. I am just going to grow it out until I can’t stand it anymore.
I get to watch my first televised Yankee game of the preseason tomorrow night. They haven’t won many. Oh well. Who cares? It’s spring training. If they start out the regular season 3-10, then I will be worried.
A few coworkers and I spent our lunch hour bitching about people at work. Specifically a group we call the get along gang. It’s a group of 3 women who all hang out, and all have the same haircut and color. It’s quite frightening.
One of them is dating one of the guys here and she doesn’t like that he has a friendly flirting thing with me. Especially since she has it in her head that I slept with one of my married coworkers (I didn’t—but she and her little trio think I did) I catch them making remarks either about the guy or his wife in my presence and then all look at me to see my reaction. I never react. What I am doing to do? Freak out? I never slept with him. They can think what they want. Fuck them and their fucking tiger striped hair.
And she should really calm the hell down since her loving, devoted boyfriend probably has a line of 10 girls on hand whenever she is out of town. Bitch.
Man, my period better come soon. Actually the later it shows up the less chance I’ll have of having it in Vegas next month. Woo hoo! Drinking, dancing, gambling, boys! YAY!
Yay happy thoughts!
So far it has been a week since I gave up coffee and soda and I am doing pretty well. I have been drinking tons of water and orange juice.
I am excited for this weekend. My friends from home are coming down to see my apartment. And it’s supposed to be nice out so we can do city stuff in the afternoon if we want!
And next Friday I am going to see 42nd Street! Yay!
I got a little depressed on the train to work this morning. There were two little kids no older than 3 and they were just laughing. Laughing about nothing. They hadn’t a care in the world. I miss those days.
And why do babies love me so much? I want to not like them right now and every time I see one on the train the look in my direction so I start making faces at them or smile at them or do peek a boo and they start giggling and smiling. Damn babies! I try not to like them but I can’t hate them. Poor innocent little things. Especially the ones who are brought into the world as an ‘oops’.
I was planned and so was my brother. My dad wanted a third and my mom told him to piss off. Heh.
I love that.
Well, I have to answer some bitch’s email. I hate people who bother me 3 times a day for things that I already fucking sent.
Fax machines SUCK.
Stace
March 4th 2003
Oh boy.
Well they came and fixed my bathroom floor. They laid the tile down yesterday and filled in the grout today.
At about 2:45PM there's a knock on my door, it's the super asking me if I have a leak in my back bathroom. I say, "I hope not since they just fixed it." Well, we make our way down the hall and I hear extremely loud dripping...the idiots either above me or the idiots above the idiots above me must have left something on and there was an inch of water on my brand new bathroom floor. I am ready to fucking kill someome.
Can you believe this shit?!?!
Actually I can.
It goes with how my life has been turning out lately.
Will things get better for me? That's the $64,000 question.
I see the glass half empty so I would say, "NO!"
I swear I am going to go upstairs and beat down their door. That fucking kid needs to stop running around all fucking day.
Fucking kids.
UGH.
I need to eat.
Oh and I had no heat in my bedroom last night. That was lovely. Thank goodness I have a down comforter.
Hmmmmm what shall I eat?
I had to take all of my clothes out of the closet because the leak was going in there as well.
Oy vey.
Man it is cold in here right now.
Usually it's Africa hot in here.
Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. I'll go to St. Pat's and get my ashes.
Oooo someone challenged me to a bet. I am so going to win this bet.
He doesn't know what kind of willpower I have when I give things up for Lent.
You know what? They are making a big deal about capturing these terrorists and then people feel bad if we torture them? Are you fucking kidding me? Did they have a problem with chopping Daniel Pearl's head off? No. Did they have a problem with killing thousands of innocent people on 9/11/01? FUCK THEM. If they want to kill us, we should torture their asses.
I just ordered Chinese food. Yay! Food!
I hope it's good.
And I will drink my last glass of soda before I give it up for Lent.
Wow I became really tired an hour ago. Of course since I was trying to nap the fucking teenagers outside decided to start screaming and yelling for no apparent reason.
Is it too much to ask for Lil Kim to wear some clothes?!
Ick.
Ok a Friends repeat is on right now. It's the one with Phoebe's crazy jog. She jogs like a freak. Well, I imitated that jog while crossing Madison Avenue on the way to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in January. I was dared so I did it.
It's funny how sometimes I can just make an ass out of myself with no problem. One time I was imitating Mariah Carey in the middle of a bar. I was imitating how she danced in her "Loverboy" video and the scary thing was I wasn't even drunk.
I need to go to my room and put my stuff back into my closet now that the fucking leak finally stopped.
Assclowns.
Stace
March 2nd 2003
Happy Birthday to my former roommate Alex who is twenty seven today. You’re getting old girl. Heh.
And to Jon Bon Jovi who is forty one today. Good lord.
I bought one of those Crest Spin Brushes yesterday. Damn that thing is powerful. My mouth feels just like it does when I leave the dentist’s office.
Less than 4 hours until Queer! WOOOOOOOO!
Nine months is way too long for a hiatus. They need to shorten it between the third and fourth seasons.
Nine months. A pregnancy. Well, for some people. For my mom it was 8 months with me because I couldn’t wait to get out and live, live , live! (Thank you Auntie Mame)
Life is a banquet and some poor suckers are starving to death!
I love that movie.
I am continuing to get pretty good feedback about my story. I can’t wait to be completely settled in my place so I can make the second bedroom into a writing space.
How cheesy.
Although it is ironic that the only time I can seem to write that particular story is at work. And that’s probably because it’s loosely based on some events that have happened at work.
Not that those loosely based on events have happened in a long time…babbling. Sorry.
My favorite part of Moonstruck is on right now. ‘Chrissy bring me the big knife!’
Heh.
I love this movie.
I am starting a new tradition. I am going to have the “Assclown of the week” award.
This week’s recipient is David Wells of the New York Yankees who suffers from speaks before he thinks disease. What the hell is he thinking?
KIM Chong-il, leader of North Korea is the runner up.
My cat is making me laugh. She’s hungry so she is bothering my mom. And if you say to her, “Do you want yum yums?” She meows at you because she knows “yum yums” means food.
I told my mom I needed a VHS tape for tonight’s Queer As Folk episode and she bought a 12 pack. She’s too funny.
Less than an hour and a half now! (I took a dinner and movie break)
AHHHHHHHHHHH! Gale looked so fookin hot. Good lord. I cannot wait to get pictures.
Stace
March 1st 2003
UUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.
I feel so much better now.
Less than 24 hours until the Queer As folk Season Three Season Premiere!
Yay! Something to look forward to for a fucking change.
I am also looking forward to the start of Lent. I am looking forward to giving up caffeine and something else. Wait no, someone. I am giving a person up for Lent.
I hope I can do it.
I had a bad nights sleep last night. I was a bit disappointed about that because I am at my parents house. I thought I’d sleep better here. I think it was too quiet. Weird, huh?
Okay I’m tired…I am going to try and sleep tonight.
Stace
February 28th 2003 10:23PM
Here’s more evidence to prove that I am an emotional wreck and that I need to get the hell out of New York soon. I was on the train on the way home and this father was playing with his baby daughter. It was really cute to watch and she was an adorable baby. After a while she looks over at me and I start smiling at her and she smiles at me, and then I start making goofy faces and I make her laugh. And then I suddenly out of nowhere start crying. Um hello? What the fuck?!
A baby made me cry…for no reason. Well, there’s a reason. It’s an extremely stupid reason but whatever. The poor guy looked at me with a look of pity on his face. He probably thought I was mourning a lost child. I guess in a way I am. But that’s another story for another day.
Seriously though, this is no way to live.
Ugh.
I need to go to bed and cry some more.
Stace
February 28th 2003
Okay I really hate people today. First reason, the Assclowns who were supposed to come and fix my bathroom this morning said that the building manager didn’t inform them about the job until this morning even though he told me they were coming today. So they didn’t have the right materials to do ANYTHING. Second reason, they decided to shut the water off for maintenance this morning from 12am until 8am. Where did they put the sign? In the elevator. Does Stacey take the elevator?! NO because she lives on the third floor and isn’t a lazy ass. Hang the sign up by the mailboxes and in the vestibule! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE!? Third reason, I am not discussing on this page. What the fuck? I don’t understand my life. I really don’t. Are things going to get better for me? If so, when? Because I cannot take this shit anymore.
MOTHERFUCKERS!
Now my breathing is all out of whack and I am supposed to go to the gym.
I hate non-work related stress.
Good news, my grandma is doing well. Thank goodness. She had a procedure in the beginning of the week. At 94 everything is major. And she came out of it with flying colors. The nurses at the hospital were amazed at how strong she is.
My grandma almost died in the 1930s from a perm. No joke. Back then they used metal wands which were heated with electricity or some crap…well they cut her head with the wand and the chemicals seeped into her body making her toxic. She was close to death. So she never set foot in a hair place again.
My hair is so soft today. Thank God I was able to shower at the gym in the building.
So I did end up going to the gym. I did the bike for 10 minutes and then used weights the rest of the time. And I also did crunches but I didn’t go crazy this time. I want to be pain free this weekend.
Although I think I may have pushed my arms a bit. But that’s the price you pay. If I want to be read for a bikini I have to work my ass off (literally).
By the way, I am on the bench…waiting for the coach of the other team to call me into the game. I cannot take the males species anymore. Maybe I’ll become a lesbian. Yeah right.
I thought this year would be better for me but it’s not. Although I am taking steps in the right direction i.e. steps to improve my life, so that’s something to be proud of.
How do you tell someone that you are giving them up for Lent?
I am so happy that my hair is growing again.
I am so happy Queer As Folk is starting in 2 days.
I am so happy that February is over and that warmer weather is on the horizon. (Well maybe)
I am happy that I am going on a vacation in 85 days.
I am so happy that baseball is starting.
I am so happy my ass is shrinking.
I am so happy my size 8 pants are loose on me.
I am so happy that we are not at war yet.
Hold the phone. They are releasing the video of the shuttle crew during reentry?!? I don’t want to see that! But I am sure I will since they’ll show it eight million times on the news.
And since my dad has Fox News Channel on 24/7 I will see it. (Yes I am going home again)
I have to see Queer and I don’t have Showtime yet.
I just yanked a white hair out of my head. How frightening is that?!
Oh my coworker who was jokingly referring to his son as King Solomon before he was born named his son Aden. How cute. I am so getting Yankee baby stuff for him.
If I have a baby I want it to be a boy. So I can buy everything Yankee. I will paint his nursery white with navy pinstripes and put a giant 23 on the wall. Little Mattingly will love his room. Just kidding.
Something smells…I hope it’s not me. Wait it can’t be I just showered at the gym. And sprayed myself with warm vanilla sugar body spray.
Okay I have to throw out my lunch and get back to work.
I should have been working this entire time. Shhhh. Don’t tell anyone.
Stace
February 26th 2003
I hate people today.
I am in such a bad mood and almost everything (and everyone) is annoying me.
My coworker’s wife had their baby early yesterday. And so did Kelly Ripa because she’s in the room next door.
Wow my mood is really foul right now. I hope people will realize that when they try to talk to me. I will snap no matter who it is.
Stay the hell away.
Stace
February 22nd 2003
It's raining...a lot. I just went outside to buy some stamps, mail some bills and pick up some munchy foods. It's gross out. I was soaked when I got home.
Less than a week removed from the Chicago nightclub stampede we have an inferno at a nightclub in Rhode Island. Ninety six people are dead and nearly 200 were injured! They said the entire place was engulfed in flames within three minutes. Unbelievable. What's also unbelievable is how a band would think it's perfectly fine to set off pyrotechnics in a place where the ceilings were 20 feet high. Hello? Common sense? Where did you go?
Ass clowns.
I feel so bad for the victims and the families of the victims.
And seeing the video footage is even worse. You can see people dying from being trampled and suffocating from other bodies and the smoke.
Both incidents the one in Chicago and the one in Rhode Island could have easily been avoided. There is no reason why anyone should have died in either place. It's a shame.
And it pisses me off that some people are saying that more media coverage is focused on the Rhode Island incident because white people were involved than the Chicago incident because black people were involved.
Both incidents are unfortunate and both were avoidable and in both cases the victims and the victims families have a great case against the owners, promoters etc. of both clubs.
It's a shame when people die. It's even more of a shame when they shouldn't have in the first place.
Last week in Chicago people went out for a good time and to dance and hang out at a club. On Thursday people went out to hear a band play. When you're getting ready to go out to a club or to a concert the thought, "I might die tonight" is never in the back of your mind. Or at least it never was before these two incidents.
Now I will be looking for fire exits every time I go out.
Okay I have to change the subject to something else that is annoying to me.
Michael Jackson. Ugh.
I didn't bother to watch anything that aired on any of the networks including my own because he disturbs me. And how can anyone think that kids sleeping in the same bed as a forty four year old man is normal?!
Someone send that man to a mental hospital, pronto!
God Molly Simms is annoying but I would kill for her body.
I need a massage...badly
I didn't sleep well last night. My upstairs neighborhood decided to wake me up at 8:20 this morning by blasting music...and I really appreciated that. Assholes.
And they were blasting music last night but it was the Chicago soundtrack so that was okay.
Time for Trading Spaces.
Hopefully it will be a Vern episode. I haven't seen him in a while.
One good thing about rainy days...less riff raff on the streets making noise.
Fuckers.
I was panicking for about two seconds when that barge blew up off of Staten Island because who the hell knows these days...it could be anything.
I crack up every time I see the Snickers Almond commercial with the woman throwing almonds and the guy on the ground like a squirrel eating them. "You're a big fella, aren't ya?"
I can't wait to eat the cookie dough that I bought.
Yes I bought cookie dough. The woman who is so proud of losing weight and being thin again bought a tube of cookie dough. I'll just go to the gym everyday next week.
So I decided what I am really giving up for Lent. I am giving up soda, coffee and something else.
(I can't mention what it is yet)
I am kinda pissed that it's so icky out because I wanted to go downtown and explore.
Stupid weather.
Hey where did Jlo go? I kinda miss seeing her everywhere.
Now that I opened my big mouth she'll come back.
Maybe she is laying low so Ben can have some of the spotlight. Aw how sweet.
Christopher Walken is hosting SNL tonight! YAY!
Oh God a roof collapsed in Maryland at a Toys R Us. Shoppers are trapped.
St. Anthony's in Jersey City is bankrupt!? NO!!!! That's the Hurley's school! NO!!! I used to love Bobby Hurley. Oh my God. How funny. I miss being obsessed with basketball.
Those were fun times when I lived and breathed Duke basketball. Christian Laettner, Bobby Hurley, Grant Hill, Thomas Hill, Antonio Lang, Brian Davis etc. etc. Aw. Coach K.
March 28th 1992, best college basketball ever. Duke/Kentucky. 2.1 seconds left Duke is down 103-102 with 2.1 seconds left in ...Hmm was it overtime or double overtime. How come I don't remember? Maybe because it was over ten years ago? Anywho, Duke has possession, Grant Hill throws a football pass 75 feet down court to Christian Laettner who at the foul line dribbles, fakes, shoots and wins the game. Awesome.
I was watching the Nets play the Wizards last night. Laettner is on the Wizards. He's still hot.
Not as hot as he was at 23 but still hot.
Wow I REALLY need a massage.
My left shoulder and neck are KILLING me.
*insert grimace*
Okay the cookie dough is calling my name.
Stace
February 20th 2003 11:00pm
Okay let me get back to the whole married friends/pregnant wives/oops baby discussion.
I do not, I repeat, I do not think it is entirely the man's responsibility to be prepared birth control wise. Okay? I may have made it seem that way earlier but I don't. The woman should be honest with her husband about certain things. Like whether or not she's skipping pills or stopped taking them or whether she's saying, "No it's okay honey. You don't have to pull out. It'll be fine." Bullshit. By the time a woman is in her 30's she should have a handle on when she's ovulating etc etc. If a woman is dishonest with her husband and makes him think nothing will happen and then she becomes pregnant, well that's just wrong. And it's unfair to the husband, especially if he wasn't too gung ho about having a baby in the first place. I don't like when women do that. It almost makes me ashamed to be a woman to know that some of them do that kind of stuff. And that should not happen in a marriage. It's called communication.
Here's a scenario: I am married with two children. I want a third child. My husband doesn't baby number three, he's fine with two. We've discussed it many times and no matter how many times I bring it up he hasn't budged. I am not going to force him into having the third kid. That's just wrong on so many levels. He'll be pissed off and uncomfortable when the pregnancy is first revealed and even though he'll love the baby once it's born and he sees it's cute little pudgy face, having a baby through dishonesty and mistrust is NOT COOL. And I would not want that.
Wow where the hell is this coming from?
I have babies on the brain between friends of my being pregnant, trying to become pregnant, friends with wives who are pregnant...
I also don't think a guy should have to get snipped. They don't carry the babies. Once I get to a point where I don't want anymore children I will get my tubes tied. I will not let my husband get a vacestomy. Who knows what will happen in the future. I know I will go through menopause and be barren after I am like 55. But my husband won't. What if godforbid something happens to me, I pass away, he gets remarried to a younger chick and she wants a kid. "Oh I can't help you honey, my first wife made me get snipped."
Whatever.
Oooo Justin Timberlake's making the video on MTV...GRRRRR. He has a goatee. GRRRR.
When the hell is he going to be on SNL as a musical guest? Huh?
I am so on the 9th floor when that happens.
I feel like a dirty old lady.
Hee.
Shizel my nizel.
Sorry Snoop Dogg grabbed the keyboard for a second.
I need to go to bed soon. I am tired.
Stace
February 20th 2003
I love guys who get their wives pregnant and then are upset about the prospect of having another kid. “I didn’t want a third kid!” Well, if you didn’t want one then you should have taken the proper precautions. I have no sympathy for them. It’s called using a condom.
I had another one of my married guy friends tell me yesterday that his wife is expecting an “oops”. His word, not mine. He’s happy for his wife because she always wanted a girl (they have 10 year old twin boys) and she’s due April 23rd. But he claims they were talking and seriously considering separating last summer and then found out she was having a baby in September. So now the separation is being put off for a little while.
He shouldn’t have gotten married in the first place because at 36 he still acts like he’s 21 but if memory serves they got married because she was pregnant with the twins.
He vented to me yesterday about the entire situation. A part of me felt badly for him and the other part of me didn’t.
I don’t understand why couples don’t communicate about things. Especially babies.
And what the hell is so special about having 3 kids? Why is 3 such an important number?
I don’t get it.
But at this point I am planning on go to the sperm bank at 35 and getting artificially inseminated so what do I know about anything?
My point? I have NO sympathy for that particular situation.
Moving on…I stepped into a puddle about 4 feet deep last night right outside of my building. How annoying. It didn’t look that deep but my entire right foot and my ankle disappeared into the slush and got soaked. Ick.
The snow was nice when it was first falling but now it looks disgusting.
Oh I fed my cousin’s cats this morning. (Sorry Chris)
The boy cat was rubbing all over my legs. It was pretty funny. I cannot wait to get one of my own!
I am attempting to book my trip to Las Vegas. I am so looking forward to that weekend. And I hope I win money.
What the hell is the point of flying to San Francisco from Las Vegas and then back to New York?!
That’s stupid and you’d spend all day on airplanes!
No thank you. I am trying to find the most direct route. Duh Jet Blue.
And I love watching TV on a plane.
It’s 45 out right now! It’s a heat wave! Now my street will be flooded and more of my body parts will get soaked. Yippee!
I have to go to a wake tonight. My mom’s friend’s mother passed away. She was 89.
I am reading a book called Me Times Three by Alex Witchell. What would you do if you found out your fiancée was engaged to two other women? Well, I’d personally beat the shit out of the Assclown. This character plots revenge.
I have read so many books in the past year. I am very proud of myself.
And so is my mother.
I need to file. Ick.
I hate having to be organized.
Stace
February 19th 2003
I am beginning to notice just how skinny I have become.
Certain pants are baggy, my face is look thinner, my stomach doesn’t bubble over my pants…WEEEEE!!!
Puerto Rico, here I come!
I am going to buy a thong bikini for PR. Aw yeah. I just have to make sure I slather on the SPF 100 because we don’t want certain places on my body that haven’t seen the sun in over two years, frying to a crisp.
I told my coworker how long I was going to Puerto Rico for and he was like, “Are you bringing your lead suit?” Ha.
I am so looking forward to my vacation.
The Bachelorette finale is on tonight. I probably won’t watch it. I only watched the first show. So why bother?
I have to go to my cousin’s apartment and find her cats. I hope they don’t freak out when I come in.
I fell asleep around 9:30 last night. I was tired for some reason. I was actually in the middle of writing something and couldn’t keep my eyes open. I actually dozed off with my face in my notebook. I was having flashbacks to high school when I’d stay up to study, fall asleep, and wake up drooling on my books. I wasn’t drooling last night, but you get the idea.
I am jealous because my coworker is getting a massage right now. I want/need one badly but I can’t afford one at the moment. He is using a gift certificate that he got. Bastard. Just kidding.
I can’t wait for the day when I am making enough money to go to spa and get all day treatments, once a month.
One of my other coworkers told me the funniest story last night. He had shoveled his car out of the snow. It had taken him over two hours to do it because he had a really small shovel. And right after he finished, he lit a cigarette; a plow came along and buried him, his cigarette and his car! HAHAHAHA. I told him that the plow driver probably saw him and started laughing because he knew he would bury him. Heh.
He didn’t even bother trying to do it again, he just walked to a bar and got drunk.
My coworker who is getting massaged right now had the same thing happen. The reason he needed this massage so badly was because he had spent 8-9 hours shoveling and snow blowing on Monday because he not only had to do his driveway but he had to do the sidewalk in front of his house (and I think he even did his neighbor’s driveway too). The plow didn’t come while he was outside BUT it came in the middle of the night and buried everything again. HA! That makes me laugh because I love when anything “bad” happens to him. He’s a good friend and we love to tease each other. I am sure if the same thing had happened to me he would have been on the floor laughing. I wasn’t on the floor but I was laughing. Heh.
I decided to give up Starbucks for Lent. So I have to drink a whole bunch of it before Ash Wednesday. I hope I can do it. I am usually good when I give things up for Lent.
It was either that or soda. Maybe I’ll give up caffeine and just drink water and juice. Yeah, I’ll do that.
Wow that will be REALLY hard for me to do. But I like a challenge.
Good Catholic girl that I am. YEAH RIGHT.
We are supposed to go out tonight to celebrate my old managers promotion. But I don’t want to go if I am the only assistant there.
Then again, it’s free drinks so maybe I will go.
Damn it, lunch is over.
Stace
February 18th 2003
Good lord.
There’s a lot of snow outside.
I can’t believe I actually made it into work. Most of the assistants didn’t make it in.
Slackers.
I have a second head growing out of my left cheek. And I accidentally scratched the planetoid this morning, which hurt like a mofo.
That nightclub stampede in Chicago was very sad. What a horrible way to die. And what the hell were those fuckwits thinking spraying pepper spray/mace at girls who were fighting. Just pull them apart you lazyass freaks. And most of the exits were blocked? I hope the people who survived and the families of those who died sue the pants off the owners of the club and the promoters. There is no excuse for 21 lives being lost because of a stupid fight between two women.
HA! I typed in fuckwits and the spell check offered, “buckets” as a replacement.
I have to make sure I go food shopping this weekend. I have nothing in the apartment.
I have a whole refrigerator to myself! A whole freezer to myself! I need them filled!
I brought my laundry home this weekend and my mom did it before I even had a chance to. You gotta love moms.
If you don’t already, you must watch Clone High on MTV. It’s really funny. Silly funny.
Aw yeah the boys are all in Tampa. Aw yeah I saw the back of Giambi’s big fat pit bull head yesterday on the news. Grrrr. I was watching something in the evening and they showed a shot of him standing in the on deck circle during a game. He looked so hot and all he was doing was taking a deep breath. Hmmmmmm. Yankee baseball clap clap clap clap clap. WEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Yay! Something to make me happy!
Something else to make Stacey happy, Queer as Folk starts again in less than two weeks. Gale naked again, Yeehaw!
It’s the little things that get me excited.
I get paid this week, another bright spot.
My therapist is back from vacation. Yay!
How do you tell one of your friends that you think they would benefit from going to therapy without hurting their feelings?
I am looking forward to being alone tonight in my apartment. I have had enough of my parents and my brother for this next month or so.
I know what this font is! It’s Woody Allen’s font!
I am using a font called Windsor to write this particular rant and it was bugging me because I couldn’t place it.
I need to call the cable company to order Showtime. I need Showtime!
The water in my parents’ house makes my hands peel. My skin is so dry and cracked that I have a cut on my hand. Ick.
I cut my nails last night because I was bored out of my mind and had nothing better to do. My dad was watching Fox News Channel on the downstairs TV because that’s all. He. Ever. Watches. And my brother was taping wrestling on the other one because God forbid he misses something.
I have to feed my cousin’s cats. My other cousin, her brother, who hates cats, offered me $50, not to feed them. And I am so desperate for money that I almost considered it.
But I will be nice and do it since I will expect her to do the same when I get my kitty!
KITTY!
Sorry. I am just really excited to get a cat. I need someone to vent to when I get home.
I am trying to think of what breed of cat to get. I love Maine Coons. They’re cute.
And I want a boy cat.
KITTY!
Okay the Pepsi is kicking in.
I must go.
Stace
February 16th 2003
We’re getting snow here in New York…and plenty of it. Or at least that’s what the weather people are saying.
Woo hoo! I am going to be trapped at my parents house for like a week.
Wait, that’s not a good thing.
I really have to stay at the apartment next weekend. I can’t keep coming home. I am getting sick of seeing my family.
So I have a friend who is involved in something at her job very similar to what I was involved in over the summer. Hmmmm. I told her I would listen and that I would never judge her.
I should tell her to NOT DO IT!!! Her feelings will get hurt no matter how much she thinks they won’t.
Men.
Assclowns.
Mmmmmm Gale. Two weeks until Queer As Folk’s Season Premiere! YAY!!! Another thing to take my mind off my crappy life.
Then baseball will start…and then my vacations will happen. Thank goodness.
Ick…Justin’s cheating on Brian. That little shit. Emotional affairs are worse than physical affairs.
Speaking of that I watched “Falling in Love” with Meryl Streep and Robert De Niro…good God.
A man from my past called me this past weekend…shocking the hell out of me. We may arrange a visit. Either I am going up to see him or he is coming here to see me. I think it would be better if he came down here. More privacy.
Plus I don’t want to have to go upstate.
2/17/03
Wow they predicted a blizzard and that’s what we got. There is a lot of snow outside. It’s unbelievable.
There’s got to be at least 16-18 inches of snow and the drifts are at least 3 feet high.
I am going to be trapped here for a week! AHHHHHHHH.
Stace
February 11th 2003
I am sick of Valentine's Day and it's still 3 days away. Every show is talking about it. What gifts to get, what places to go to...blah blah blah. FUCK VALENTINE'S DAY.
I am not at work today. My uterus decided to commence the lining shedding at 11:00 last night so I was up a lot of the night tossing and turning and making sure I wasn't bleeding all over myself. And I wasn't. There was NOTHING there when I woke up but I had the Worst. Cramps. Ever. So I figured I'd be better off wearing sweats all day and not worrying about my nice pants getting messy.
Okay enough about my uterus.
The Academy Award Nominations ca,me out. Richard Gere was snubbed. How you feel if everyone in your cast was nominated but you weren't? I'd be PISSED.
OH MY GOD ENOUGH WITH VALENTINES DAY!!!!
I should have gone in today so I can take off on Friday.
I am wearing black on Friday.
So one of my best friends is going to be going off the pill within the next month so she and her husband can start trying to get pregnant. Oh joy. I'm happy for them but I am dreading this. Another reminder of just how far away I am from having a baby of my own. Thank goodness my two other best friends are also single so I have other people to share the misery.
Ugh.
And I hate when married people say, "oh you'll find someone!"
NO I WON'T!!!!!
Wow...my mood just went from bad to worse.
Blah Blah Blah. I am sick of seeing red roses and candy and stuffed animals.
Oh god now they're going to talk about romantic food on the Today show.
I can't watch MTV because they don't have subtitles.
Another reason why I didn't want to be at work...it's a Tuesday, it's the 11th and it's sunny out. Yes, I know I am being paranoid but I can't help it.
I'll be back later. I want to take a nap.
Stace
February 9th 2003
I had one of the best nights out last night. I honestly do not remember laughing that hard and that much, ever.
I went out with two of my best friends and we had such a great night. My stomach and cheeks are hurting me today from laughing so hard.
I was in one of those moods where I didn’t care that I was making an ass out of myself in public. I was imitating peoples’ walks and dancing. It was great.
We also had a running joke all night that came from an incident that happened last week.
I needed last night, badly.
Ooooo they’re selling a Laugh In DVD series!!! I loved that show when I was a kid. Will I buy it? You bet your sweet bippy I will.
Heh.
I love that all of these old shows are being released on DVD. I might get my mother a video of Dean Martin’s Variety shows.
She loved him.
The latest terror threats are scaring me. They think that the terrorists want to target the NYC subway system. I take the subway everyday so I will be a basket case now. The papers were saying how they have beefed up security and have bomb sniffing dogs searching tunnels and stations. I am not worried about bombs as much as I am worried about being stuck on an express train while noxious gas is seeping through the air vents, choking us all to death.
I love Clone High on MTV. JFK cracks me up.
I still haven’t asked my dad for the money he owes me. He seems to be in a good mood this weekend…and I don’t want to ruin it. Even though he does owe me money.
I am such a wuss.
Stace
February 7th 2003 11:35PM
Okay I think my breathing is fine...finally. Seeing Matthew McConaughey, in person, this afternoon, wearing pants and nothing else...nearly killed me. Dear God. That man should just walk around shirtless 24/7.
Grrrrrrrrr. Seeing him shirtless, with messy hair, big sunglasses and a smile made my day sooooo much better.
Thanks Matthew...I will be having some good dreams tonight.
And on that note I am going to beddy bye.
Stace
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