Wednesday, September 03, 2003
Holy fuckin fuck!
Work has been a madhouse for the last two days! I thought I was busy before…OMG! I’m not kidding when I say that I broke a sweat about 15 minutes ago. I decided that sweat was totally unnecessary and that it was time for me to start taking my job a little less seriously. In which case, I write a quickie entry in my journal.
Unfortunately, due to the craziness of the office place I am going to be unable to do a VMA recap. This is what I will tell you: The show basically sucked, with the exception of the over-hyped Britney/Madonna/Christina kiss. The performance by Beyonce was decent until it exploded with energy and excitement right at the end. That bitch can dance AND sing. She was amazing. Justin was too high on his britches for the entire show. (Bitch didn’t even peform!) He acted like such a cocky asshole and I think I might be starting to lose my interest in that playboy. He is SO getting on my nerves. Humility, anyone? That’s about it. The rest of the show was chock full of the same people up for the same awards (50 Cent, Justin, Beyonce, Snore). I was just glad that I had a bottle of wine while watching it. Made it a bit less painful to watch. Based on past years’, this VMA show totally blew. And you KNOW how much I love MTV. It MUST HAVE sucked for me to have nothing to write about.
Last night I went to Paul’s apartment after an INCREDIBLE rehearsal. I saw the space that we are using for the show and within the first hour, I fell completely in love with it. There is a TON of work that needs to be done there and I wonder how it’s all going to get finished in time, but I can see why Kelly and Megan would have wanted to go forward with it. It’s pretty busted, but the playing space is PERFECT! And SO much fun to do the show in. I’m pretty excited. And honestly…I don’t give a shit if people feel weird about the building. They’re there to see a show! And a damn good one at that.
So, when I got to Paul’s apartment, I found a HUGE basket filled with all sorts of presents for me. The note attached explained that Paul went out and bought me food for dinner, medicine to get over my cold, and juice, candy, and gum just to make me happy. There was so much to choose from and I was elated! When Paul walked into the apartment after work, I tackled him to the ground and covered him in kisses. I just LOVE him so so much. He is really trying and we are doing so well. I am proud of him and I am proud of our relationship. I love being in love.
This weekend at the Pocono’s was awesome! I played so many card games, including a PITCH tournament that Rita and I won! (we each got $20!) We also played our annual Housemate Trivia game. Rita won that too! We played kickball and I pulled every muscle in both of my legs. (I am currently hobbling everywhere I walk) We went out drinking, stayed in drinking, drank with dinner, drank for breakfast, and drank our own piss. You know, just to savor every bit of alcohol possible. So much partying. No WONDER I felt like garbage on my way home Monday. Being able to have all of us be together was wonderful. There was so much gossip and talks and love…man. I loved every second of it. It was like none of us ever graduated. So little has changed. At least not with our personalities. 3 of the 6 girls (yes, I AM one of the girls) has gotten engaged, so there was a TON of wedding talk. One of the ladies, Jessica, asked me to be in her wedding. Now I’m in TWO! (Rita asked me first and of course is the most important to me)
The thing that stood out to me the most about the trip was that everyone took such good care of me. All of the girls know that I have very little money, due to the overly expensive nature of living in NYC, and they EACH pitched in to make my time enjoyable and on par with everyone else. I contributed $60 towards food and wine, while everyone else put in way more than that. I only paid $50 to stay at the condo, while everyone else paid $150. See what I mean? At no point did I feel embarrassed or like I was slighting anyone. My Rita took good care of me and everyone else followed suit.
I had one of the best weekends ever.
Can’t you tell??
Alright, I gotta go. Work is kicking me in the nuts every chance it gets.
Latas!
Work has been a madhouse for the last two days! I thought I was busy before…OMG! I’m not kidding when I say that I broke a sweat about 15 minutes ago. I decided that sweat was totally unnecessary and that it was time for me to start taking my job a little less seriously. In which case, I write a quickie entry in my journal.
Unfortunately, due to the craziness of the office place I am going to be unable to do a VMA recap. This is what I will tell you: The show basically sucked, with the exception of the over-hyped Britney/Madonna/Christina kiss. The performance by Beyonce was decent until it exploded with energy and excitement right at the end. That bitch can dance AND sing. She was amazing. Justin was too high on his britches for the entire show. (Bitch didn’t even peform!) He acted like such a cocky asshole and I think I might be starting to lose my interest in that playboy. He is SO getting on my nerves. Humility, anyone? That’s about it. The rest of the show was chock full of the same people up for the same awards (50 Cent, Justin, Beyonce, Snore). I was just glad that I had a bottle of wine while watching it. Made it a bit less painful to watch. Based on past years’, this VMA show totally blew. And you KNOW how much I love MTV. It MUST HAVE sucked for me to have nothing to write about.
Last night I went to Paul’s apartment after an INCREDIBLE rehearsal. I saw the space that we are using for the show and within the first hour, I fell completely in love with it. There is a TON of work that needs to be done there and I wonder how it’s all going to get finished in time, but I can see why Kelly and Megan would have wanted to go forward with it. It’s pretty busted, but the playing space is PERFECT! And SO much fun to do the show in. I’m pretty excited. And honestly…I don’t give a shit if people feel weird about the building. They’re there to see a show! And a damn good one at that.
So, when I got to Paul’s apartment, I found a HUGE basket filled with all sorts of presents for me. The note attached explained that Paul went out and bought me food for dinner, medicine to get over my cold, and juice, candy, and gum just to make me happy. There was so much to choose from and I was elated! When Paul walked into the apartment after work, I tackled him to the ground and covered him in kisses. I just LOVE him so so much. He is really trying and we are doing so well. I am proud of him and I am proud of our relationship. I love being in love.
This weekend at the Pocono’s was awesome! I played so many card games, including a PITCH tournament that Rita and I won! (we each got $20!) We also played our annual Housemate Trivia game. Rita won that too! We played kickball and I pulled every muscle in both of my legs. (I am currently hobbling everywhere I walk) We went out drinking, stayed in drinking, drank with dinner, drank for breakfast, and drank our own piss. You know, just to savor every bit of alcohol possible. So much partying. No WONDER I felt like garbage on my way home Monday. Being able to have all of us be together was wonderful. There was so much gossip and talks and love…man. I loved every second of it. It was like none of us ever graduated. So little has changed. At least not with our personalities. 3 of the 6 girls (yes, I AM one of the girls) has gotten engaged, so there was a TON of wedding talk. One of the ladies, Jessica, asked me to be in her wedding. Now I’m in TWO! (Rita asked me first and of course is the most important to me)
The thing that stood out to me the most about the trip was that everyone took such good care of me. All of the girls know that I have very little money, due to the overly expensive nature of living in NYC, and they EACH pitched in to make my time enjoyable and on par with everyone else. I contributed $60 towards food and wine, while everyone else put in way more than that. I only paid $50 to stay at the condo, while everyone else paid $150. See what I mean? At no point did I feel embarrassed or like I was slighting anyone. My Rita took good care of me and everyone else followed suit.
I had one of the best weekends ever.
Can’t you tell??
Alright, I gotta go. Work is kicking me in the nuts every chance it gets.
Latas!
