Saturday, July 30, 2005

Well I finally got to let it out

Ever since I moved here I have noticed many things about the differences between bars/clubs here and bars/clubs in Florida- the main thing being: hardly anyone dances. We can be at a really cool bar and they are playing awesome music and people will just sit there like its no big thing. Meanwhile I am dying to dance, but no one is dancing. Sure, there have been some places where there is "dancing", but its the "I don't really want to dance I am just kind of standing here moving around" type of thing.

What I want is the get down, hair in your face, so hot you're sweating, dancing. You know, the kind that you can feel the after affects in your legs for days after. Well, I am happy to say that last night I found that place and almost one year of built up non-dancing frustration was unleashed on all those there. Oh yea.

The place was Aubar on E. 58th. Let me tell you that DJ was amazing last night. EVERYONE was dancing their asses off and the music and atmosphere were fantastic. If you live in NYC and you haven't been there and enjoy getting down, I highly recommend it. My normal selection of places to frequent isn't normally this kind of place because it has a "strict & selective" door policy where the guy choosing to let you in is the wearing sunglasses at night type- but it is well worth it for the dancing.

This week is going to fly by and I couldn't be happier about that. I have a final on Monday, a major presentation on Tuesday, and an interview with NBC Sports & Olympics on Wednesday. The best part is that on Thursday I fly home to Florida for a month before school starts again. I will miss you new york, but I have got to have some family, pooch, and beach time. See you on the flip side.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

There's a monster in my stomach

Well it was margarita night last night with the ladies and we headed over to Mo's Carribean on the Upper East Side for $1 margarita night. What do you think when you hear $1 margaritas? I anticipate a cup full of slushy ice crap that has a little flavor, but definitely no tequila. Well I was wrong- this place actually had strong margaritas for $1. My stupid mistake was consuming about 7 of these without anything more than some chips and salsa in my tummy. I am paying the price today. You know when you are in that "I can't even think about eating even though I know it will make me feel better" mood? Well I forced myself to eat something and it just isnt helping. It doesnt help that daytime tv is crap. I can only watch so many reruns of Laguna Beach. Ok, so I'm lying about that part. We all know I have a Laguna Beach problem.

I went running yesterday around the Washington Square Park area and let me tell you I thought I was going to die afterwards. Now before you start thinking I have no athletic endurance, what I am referring to is the extreme heat. Dear God what the hell is going on here?? Some days it is worse than Florida- particularly the days I have to ride on the subway. Down there it feels like you are all just sitting in a crock pot.

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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Weekend Rewind

I'd have to say that this past weekend scored about an 7.5 out of 10 on the old fun-o-meter. Not too shabby at all. Friday night I joined some friends at the Hotel Gansevoort in the meatpacking district for a birthday party for some guy I met for 2 seconds- ahh the bonds we make. The drinks ended up being like $15 each so we didn't last too long there. We later ended up at Brass Monkey where I proceeded to get pretty drunk and finally get some dancing out of my system. Its always fun to see the faces of friends who you've been out with before but have not yet been exposed to "that side" of you. Luckily, they were happy faces, delighted to see I had crossed over into the bad place.

I also saw the Wedding Crashers, and if you haven't, get off your ass and get to the theatre because it was so hilariously good. I mean I knew it was going to be funny, but not that funny. Vince Vaughn delivers some killer lines.

In other news- Am I the only one who has never read a Harry Potter book? I've seen more people my age get excited about this book than kids. I hear J.K. Rowling is now the richest woman in Britain.

I am almost done reading Bergdorf Blondes and I must say, unless there is some amazing turnaround in the end, I am none too impressed. I mean I didn't expect too much and kind of just grabbed this book when I was in the airport, but it is so far from my new york city life that it almost doesn't even seem believeable even in a make-believe way. Most of the characters repulse me and I think I just end up getting jealous of how such stupid women can manage to get men all the time. The answer to that so far = money. I'm not an avid reader of "chic lit", soI am hoping that this book doesn't speak for the genre.

Has anyone seen that show on ABC called "Hooking Up"? I think its first episode was this past week- and I am already addicted. It follows the tales of 11 women that are looking for love over the internet. It's pretty good so far and almost makes you want to try the whole online dating thing. Until of course you realize you've already done that and it ended poorly. I use to be on Lavalife and did actually meet a guy one time. I'm not proud of it, but not embarrassed either. I was honest and sent a real pic. He on the other hand sent an old pic. A 30lbs lighter pic. Not that I am all about looks, but come on, deception is not the way to start out. Needless to say, after that night I closed my account and it hasn't been ressurected. At least not yet.

Monday, July 11, 2005

California knows how to party

Well I've been back in NYC for a few days now, but am still yet to return to eastern time. The trip was amazing and exactly what I needed- well sort of. Here's the rundown:

Number of Navy fly boys around: 13

Number of drinks consumed over the week: lots and lots

Number of hours spent on the beach: 10+

Number of bars we got kicked out of: 1

Number of wineries visited in Temecula Valley: 4

Number of party buses that brokedown on the highway: 1

Number of dead mice scooped out of the pool and served on a plate to me with shredded cheese for breakfast: 1 (thank you Brandon and Runzel)

Number of casinos visited: 1

Number of lbs of chicken we bought and then never cooked and had to throw out: 10

Number of pictures I took: 83

Number showing me in a bathing suit and will therefore be deleted from existence: 4

Number of times I wanted to jump a flyboy but didn't because I was stupid enough to have a semi-date for that weekend: 483

Number of times I heard the guy I use to like/have sex with; have sex with someone else: 1 (cyanide tablet please?)

Yep, that about sums it up. It was an awesome crazy time, but also a trip of realizations. The LA guy that I liked so much- yeah, not so much anymore. I mean he's sweet and all, but I think the attraction is gone for me. Then again its got to be hard standing up next to some of these navy boys you know? Well my plan for the trip was sex and alcohol, yep I was doing it spring break style. At least I got the alcohol part done right. Crap. That's cool, I'll just have sex next year.

Oh, and just to share- here's my backhanded compliment of the day:

The scene: my class group is leaving school and talking about how everyone looks at the moment

outspoken girl of the group says: "well Laura, she always looks...."
Another girl: "like she just got off the beach" (yea, I'll take that)
back to outspoken girl: "...well she always looks so cute, her hair, her clothes- she looks like she just jumped out of GAP Kids"

Thats right people, not GAP- GAP Kids. And she actually thought that was a compliment.
Fuck you fat bitch.