Today is the day that I retrieve my transcripts from every school I've ever been to. This entails driving to the city, sitting in the computer lab, printing out the necessary papers, faxing/mailing the necessary papers, AND heading over to the school's transcript office to do the same.
I then plan on taking a detour & checking out Ikea. I need a painting for the kitchen.
I am contemplating drinking a beer w my Gpa. But I know if I do, that will take up the rest of my day (the drive home) & I will be exhausted & useless when I get home. Like last night. Watching the Real World Brooklyn took a TON of work, so.....
Last night we gave Lou a marrow-bone (cow bone w bloody stuff & bone marrow inside). She started chewing it. When I pet her, she growled. She was punished & crying so loudly. It was like she was fighting her animal instincts. Lou v. Inner Animal. Needless to say, I felt like I lost my best friend. So I chucked the marrow bone. B*tch.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Updates
Hi!
Ok, this is going to be short because I want to watch Deconstructing Harry again & after spring break, I will be forced to be in front of my computer. Which sucks.
Anyway, I spent today at the mall w N*na picking out engagement rings. I'm the one to tell her BF what she wants. It was surprisingly tiring, but fun nonetheless. On a more personal note, I'm hoping that I am able to do the electric slide at her wedding.
Last night I hung out w M*chelle R*ss. J & M*chelle drank scotch while I had beers. She ended up puking all night (poor thing) & J passed out cold. I took turns checking their pulses. They both were up & out by 8:30 AM (to work) & I (the sober one) slept until 10:00 with a beagle & a golden retriever. We played a mean game of Scattergories. When I get people drunk, I try to convince them to play either Boggle or Scattergories with me.
Yesterday during the day I went to the mall w my mom. She's now in Jamaica.
I caught Lucy humping Hannah. With skill.
Ok, this is going to be short because I want to watch Deconstructing Harry again & after spring break, I will be forced to be in front of my computer. Which sucks.
Anyway, I spent today at the mall w N*na picking out engagement rings. I'm the one to tell her BF what she wants. It was surprisingly tiring, but fun nonetheless. On a more personal note, I'm hoping that I am able to do the electric slide at her wedding.
Last night I hung out w M*chelle R*ss. J & M*chelle drank scotch while I had beers. She ended up puking all night (poor thing) & J passed out cold. I took turns checking their pulses. They both were up & out by 8:30 AM (to work) & I (the sober one) slept until 10:00 with a beagle & a golden retriever. We played a mean game of Scattergories. When I get people drunk, I try to convince them to play either Boggle or Scattergories with me.
Yesterday during the day I went to the mall w my mom. She's now in Jamaica.
I caught Lucy humping Hannah. With skill.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Spring Break Day 1
I would like to report that my last shower was Saturday. 2 days ago. I'm still wearing sweatpants (the same ones), but I have changed both my underwear & my tank top. This does not make me feel any cleaner. Poor J has his first trial today & had to wash himself out of a basin of microwaved water (Sexy!). Our shower will not even TURN ON when the water heater is shut off (or broken, in our case). There is no "cold shower" option, which seems odd & either archaic or high tech.
I've been filling out my bar application, and I have to list every place I've ever worked and lived, along with traffic violations, tons of college info, old resumes, etc...
Confessions:
1. In 2004 I never paid my taxes. This has been weighing on me like a ton of bricks. I made so little money I probably would've owed under $200. I'm going to try to fix it, but I fear that they're going to slam me with like 400% interest. Anyway, I never got a w-2. Thanks, employer.
2. 12 years ago I got a speeding ticket. I was 16. My 10 yr driving record doesn't reflect this fact.
And that's it. A relatively clean slate for what felt like a somewhat rocky life at times. Not so. I plan on disclosing the above, for the record.
Also, of all the little restaurants I worked at, it wants me to list the manager. For realz? Am I supposed to call Pizzeria Uno (I worked there for 2 months as a hostess) & ask who managed the joint in March of '03? I also wokred at a restaurant in Manhattan for 1 day-- called the MJ Grill. I was shadowing & never got paid. Do I list this? Because I technically "worked" there.
Ugghers.
I've been filling out my bar application, and I have to list every place I've ever worked and lived, along with traffic violations, tons of college info, old resumes, etc...
Confessions:
1. In 2004 I never paid my taxes. This has been weighing on me like a ton of bricks. I made so little money I probably would've owed under $200. I'm going to try to fix it, but I fear that they're going to slam me with like 400% interest. Anyway, I never got a w-2. Thanks, employer.
2. 12 years ago I got a speeding ticket. I was 16. My 10 yr driving record doesn't reflect this fact.
And that's it. A relatively clean slate for what felt like a somewhat rocky life at times. Not so. I plan on disclosing the above, for the record.
Also, of all the little restaurants I worked at, it wants me to list the manager. For realz? Am I supposed to call Pizzeria Uno (I worked there for 2 months as a hostess) & ask who managed the joint in March of '03? I also wokred at a restaurant in Manhattan for 1 day-- called the MJ Grill. I was shadowing & never got paid. Do I list this? Because I technically "worked" there.
Ugghers.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Water Heater
So last night after dinner, J goes downstairs and calls for me. Me: "What's up?" & J: "Just come here." No good. And no good is right. I'd rather him found a dead body in our moderately scary basement. Alas, it was flooded. Our water heater broke. I didn't even know what a water heater was. I STILL wish I didn't know. Woe is me.
$750 later, we will have hot water (Tomorrow. Today would've been an extra $400. Sunday is evidently the plumbers' day of rest). As for now, I sit dirtily in my sweatpants on our crappy couch, wishing that we could both take a hot shower and spend that $750 on a NICE SOFA. Or table. Or 3 pairs of high end jeans. Or plane tickets. Or something we WANT. Not a contraption to heat our water. This blows.
$750 later, we will have hot water (Tomorrow. Today would've been an extra $400. Sunday is evidently the plumbers' day of rest). As for now, I sit dirtily in my sweatpants on our crappy couch, wishing that we could both take a hot shower and spend that $750 on a NICE SOFA. Or table. Or 3 pairs of high end jeans. Or plane tickets. Or something we WANT. Not a contraption to heat our water. This blows.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Neighbors
Ahh! I'm totally freaked out.
So I just went to get my passport picture taken for my test tomorrow (you have to attach it to your test ticket), and I drive back. Our neighbor (there's a husband & wife & a 1 yr old kid) is outside with the kid in the stroller emailing on his blackberry or whatever. I slowely collect my things in my car, hoping he goes inside or walks away or disappears because I apparently hate meeting new people (which isn't entirely true... I just felt really awkward, though... at least I wasn't in sweatpants, which is a rarity these days... I put on jeans for the occasion...went all out).
Anyway, I emerge from car, smile at baby & hear neighbor say, "Can you say 'Hi,' B____?" So I take this as my cue and introduce myself. He seems like a perfectly nice neighbor and I learned a lot about his wife/kid/dog- as well as some neighbors. They're all dog people.
I feel pretty abnormal, though. Do other people avoid their neighbors like I do? I'm a pretty social person, but I've never really mastered the whole "friends w your neighbors" thing. Does someone offer to have the other over? Is it just casual mailbox talk? When does this happen? When in the relationship does it stop feeling weird?
I would rather be friendly with them than run from them & they seem super cool. But knowing me and my creepy ways-- it'll be awkward until one of us moves. J & I should've just gone to live on a farm.
So I just went to get my passport picture taken for my test tomorrow (you have to attach it to your test ticket), and I drive back. Our neighbor (there's a husband & wife & a 1 yr old kid) is outside with the kid in the stroller emailing on his blackberry or whatever. I slowely collect my things in my car, hoping he goes inside or walks away or disappears because I apparently hate meeting new people (which isn't entirely true... I just felt really awkward, though... at least I wasn't in sweatpants, which is a rarity these days... I put on jeans for the occasion...went all out).
Anyway, I emerge from car, smile at baby & hear neighbor say, "Can you say 'Hi,' B____?" So I take this as my cue and introduce myself. He seems like a perfectly nice neighbor and I learned a lot about his wife/kid/dog- as well as some neighbors. They're all dog people.
I feel pretty abnormal, though. Do other people avoid their neighbors like I do? I'm a pretty social person, but I've never really mastered the whole "friends w your neighbors" thing. Does someone offer to have the other over? Is it just casual mailbox talk? When does this happen? When in the relationship does it stop feeling weird?
I would rather be friendly with them than run from them & they seem super cool. But knowing me and my creepy ways-- it'll be awkward until one of us moves. J & I should've just gone to live on a farm.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Procrastinating
I'm FREEZING in the library, don't feel like doing my hw for my 2:30 class, & I ate my lunch (its not even 11am). I'm still hungry. But I'm lazier than I am hungry, so...
Anyway, last night I returned from my night class, kissed doggies & J, went upstairs to change. Hannah followed, jumped on the bed, and immediately peed, soaking our clean flannel sheets & mattress pad. An angel indeed.
J changed the sheets, I cleaned the mattress pad and then we watched the rest of Born on the 4th of July.
Clearly I have nothing to update. So here's a video I took of the 2 dogs last week in our old apartment. (I still promise this won't become a puppy blog). See how small our old place was??
Anyway, last night I returned from my night class, kissed doggies & J, went upstairs to change. Hannah followed, jumped on the bed, and immediately peed, soaking our clean flannel sheets & mattress pad. An angel indeed.
J changed the sheets, I cleaned the mattress pad and then we watched the rest of Born on the 4th of July.
Clearly I have nothing to update. So here's a video I took of the 2 dogs last week in our old apartment. (I still promise this won't become a puppy blog). See how small our old place was??
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Back
Hi!
This has to be quick because I have a ton of reading to do for my class today. We moved over the weekend which was hectic, as one might imagine. We have no cable or internet yet- I realized the true extent of my internet addiction & dependence at that time. I had no idea that a snow storm was coming.
Anyway, the new house rules & I'll post pictures ASAP. I have the ethics portion of the Bar Exam this Saturday, so studying for this has been taking up a majority of my time. Everyone says its easy-- which is code for: if you fail, it's super embarassing. So I'm determined to not let that happen.
Umm... oh, and I have a commute to school. I only have class 3 days/wk, so it certainly could be worse. This morning on 95 (where everyone is going 70mph), a car stopped -- literally STOPPED on 95 because the driver wanted to switch lanes. I know that this is just biotching about traffic and such-- and my nickname is Cruella for a reason-- but I have never seen something SO DANGEROUS IN MY LIFE. I hate to hope that she has a bad day, but I do. She was a young girl with a bunch of people in the car & an out of state license plate. So there was probably a reason for her terrible action. But I hate her.
Oh and the puppy pooped on the treadmill. That sucked. And she had a ton of accidents over the weekend. And she's teething. So, basically, she feels at home. We have hardwood floors now (is that what they're called?) so accidents aren't as dramatic as they once were. Much easier to clean.
Other note: My dad's dog (Maggie, for those of you who know her) was 5 when they got a new puppy. She ended up with lymphoma & dying right before Christmas. The vet said that sometimes a new puppy can create stress on an adult dog which may result in lymphoma. I don't see the connection, but I'm not a vet. Anyway, I just got an email from my friend Jackie-- she has a 5 year old beagle & got a puppy last August. Her beagle now has lymphoma. Needless to say, I'm terrified that Lou will get lymphoma due to the stress that Hannah's presence will place on her. Lou is only 3.5 years old so I'm hoping this works in her anti-lymphoma-favor. But I'm paranoid and my eyes tear up just thinking about it. UGH.
This has to be quick because I have a ton of reading to do for my class today. We moved over the weekend which was hectic, as one might imagine. We have no cable or internet yet- I realized the true extent of my internet addiction & dependence at that time. I had no idea that a snow storm was coming.
Anyway, the new house rules & I'll post pictures ASAP. I have the ethics portion of the Bar Exam this Saturday, so studying for this has been taking up a majority of my time. Everyone says its easy-- which is code for: if you fail, it's super embarassing. So I'm determined to not let that happen.
Umm... oh, and I have a commute to school. I only have class 3 days/wk, so it certainly could be worse. This morning on 95 (where everyone is going 70mph), a car stopped -- literally STOPPED on 95 because the driver wanted to switch lanes. I know that this is just biotching about traffic and such-- and my nickname is Cruella for a reason-- but I have never seen something SO DANGEROUS IN MY LIFE. I hate to hope that she has a bad day, but I do. She was a young girl with a bunch of people in the car & an out of state license plate. So there was probably a reason for her terrible action. But I hate her.
Oh and the puppy pooped on the treadmill. That sucked. And she had a ton of accidents over the weekend. And she's teething. So, basically, she feels at home. We have hardwood floors now (is that what they're called?) so accidents aren't as dramatic as they once were. Much easier to clean.
Other note: My dad's dog (Maggie, for those of you who know her) was 5 when they got a new puppy. She ended up with lymphoma & dying right before Christmas. The vet said that sometimes a new puppy can create stress on an adult dog which may result in lymphoma. I don't see the connection, but I'm not a vet. Anyway, I just got an email from my friend Jackie-- she has a 5 year old beagle & got a puppy last August. Her beagle now has lymphoma. Needless to say, I'm terrified that Lou will get lymphoma due to the stress that Hannah's presence will place on her. Lou is only 3.5 years old so I'm hoping this works in her anti-lymphoma-favor. But I'm paranoid and my eyes tear up just thinking about it. UGH.
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