I'm avoiding homework, can you tell?

So two posts in roughly 11 hours of each other....yep, I'm clearly avoiding something. Ever since midterms ended I feel like I am suffering from a severe delusion that I am on vacation or something- like the semester is over. Silly Laura, you are only halfway through. Isn't it crazy to think that the first week of November is almost finished? Time is flying like crazy. Only 19 days until I fly home! I am so excited. I hope its a tad cooler there for Thanksgiving. I would be thrilled if it was like 65, but since today its about 90 there, Im not too sure how it will be in a few weeks.

So for those of you at work who may have missed it, President Bush just had a press conference a while ago. So I am sitting there watching it and they scroll a headline across the screen at the bottom that says that Yasser Arafat is in a coma. So of course that is terrible, but about 2 seconds later, this press guy raises his hand to ask a question and says "Mr. President, I know you dont know this, but Yasser Arafat has just passed away". So everyone is taken aback for a second, including Bush, and I am sitting there wondering how the heck he knows that for sure. So of course Bush adresses that as best he could, but I am still wondering how on earth he could be in a coma and then die one second later and how this guy is privy to such information at this fast of a rate. Well right after the conference, they of course announce that Yasser Arafat is not dead. Hmm. So what happens to this dude that took it upon himself to relay this info to the President on live tv? Do you think he loses his job? I mean it clearly can't be good for his career.

If I didnt have homework to do, it is a perfect day to just snuggle in your bed and watch movies. I got these awesome candles the other day that smell like pumpkin pie...they are dangerously suggestive, but they smell so damn good. Pumpkin anything is a weakness of mine. I cant be around it because I have no self control. Have you ever had a pumpkin muffin from Panera? Yummmm. Another thing I shouldn't be allowed around is orange juice. Sounds stupid, but Im serious. I drink it like a madwoman. Luckily its so freaking expensive here that I rarely buy it. However the past 2 weeks I have bought a quart of it and I finish it within the day pretty much. Back in FL I use to drink about 4 big glasses a day of it....then I had severe acid reflux for a while and they had to put me on like this heart monitor thing because I was having all these chest pains, luckily it wasnt my heart, just too much OJ. You think I would have learned.

Warning: Really big pictures ahead

Well if you guys were expecting an election post, you guessed wrong. No political views today. You all know who I wanted to win, so you know I am pleased.

My roommate and I went down to Rockefeller Center last night to enjoy all the election festivities. It was pretty cool and it looked fantastic at night. We saw Tom Brokaw, Tim Russert, and all the rest of them broadcasting live and the place was swarming with eager and excited voters. The cool thing about it was there was no hostility. Everyone, no matter who they voted for, was excited and happy. Oh yea, and about 10 minutes after I got there I bumped into someone, like literally ran into her. It wasn't until I looked down that I realized it was Dr. Ruth, haha. Man that lady is tiny.

Here are a few pics from election night...

They had the area decked out so nicely. Pretty pretty flags.




Wow, ok so they are really huge. Well I am too lazy to resize them tonight so you will just have to deal with it.

In super terrific news, I found out today that I got an A on my Stats midterm, hell yea! Now if my other 3 midterm grades will follow that lead, everything will be just wonderful.

I also admit that I have a new guilty pleasure, an embarrassing one. Please tell me that there is someone else out there that watches Laguna Beach on MTV. I made fun of it when I first saw it and then after one lazy day of watching all the recent episodes, I am hooked. Sad and pathetic? Most definitely.

I am however very excited/interested in watching the O.C. starting tomorrow night. I watched it like twice and loved it, but I think it conflicted with "Friends" or something so thats all I ever saw. Those 2 episodes that I did watch were really good, so Im sure the rest of it is, especially with all of the diehard fans they seem to have acquired.

Has anyone seen that show on VH1 called "Motormouth"? Its actually pretty funny. People are freaks, especially when they are alone in their car. I would have so been a perfect candidate for that show back when I had a car. I looooved singing to my favorite songs in the car. On the show its not so much the voices that are awful to hear, its definitely the facial expressions that make you cringe.

Ok well seeing as how I cant really stay on one topic for more than 3 sentences, I am off to bed. Sweet dreams of Hugh Grant and Chris Carrabba.

Thank God its almost over!

Well it is finally that much anticipated day...election day. The good folks over at Fordham gave us all the day off of school in an effort to make sure we all have time to vote. How nice. As if that wasn't a nice enough way to start your day, I had a fantastic dream this morning about a guy I met on an airplane....and then of course woke up right in the middle of the best part. The weird thing was he was blonde, which is really not my type...I'm more preferential to the dark featured types. In the dream he was currently living in California working on his Masters at Stanford. The moral of this story? All the hot guys I ever meet will end up living in California. I'm moving.

Ok ok, back to election day stuff. So there is no way I am going to use this post as a way to influence any last minute voters to vote Bush, nor does this mean I want anyone to comment on why they hate him or whatever. I was kind of disappointed for a while because all the people I talked to that were for Kerry could not answer one question....."Without referring to Bush in your answer, please clearly explain to me why you think John Kerry should be the next President." Doesn't sound too difficult right? I didn't think so, but I was amazed at the fact that no one could really answer it without having to contemplate it for a while. Those that did answer it immediately referred to Bush. Hellooooo, listen to the directions people. So anyways, this was somewhat disturbing because here is a candidate in a dead heat with the current president and who has a very good chance of being elected...and some of his most avid supporters that I know or have spoken to can't even tell me why he would be good for our country. Yikes. Well finally I spoke to someone from back in Florida who was able to give me the most intelligent pro-Kerry statement I have heard. What a relief. I can handle a good argument, just not one that is more along the lines of a 3rd grade playground tiff, i.e. "You're views are retarded!". Thanks, good one!

Well hopefully this year's election will go off without a hitch. With Florida's new voting device, we shouldn't have any problems.....

I just can't believe that after tonight this election will be over. It has consumed so much of the past 2 years that I really can't imagine not hearing about it on the news or reading about it on cnn.com. Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled its about to be over. Oh I saw Eminem's new video about Bush the other day. Now I like Eminem, but that whole video just seems gay. I mean, is it suppose to be some big surprise that yet another celebrity backs Kerry? Hop right on the bandwagon, but its getting a little full! The sad thing is that he hasn't even formally declared backing Kerry, which means yet another vote for Kerry because he "isnt Bush", hooray! thats a way to pick a nation's leader! Either way, in my opinion the current president should receive a certain amount of respect. Sure you dont have to vote for him, or even like him, but knowing you are in a position in which the youth of America is going to blindly follow you and then painting such a disapproving picture of someone in a position that we should be teaching our children to respect, well it just doesn't sit well with me. Would I have a problem with it if Eminem's video was about John Kerry? Of course I would and I say that in complete honesty. Freedom of speech is a bitch sometimes.

Well, enough of that. You people know what to do, and any of you that has an opinion on this election has most likely had the same one for the past 2 years. Do what you think is right and may the best man win. Whoever he is, I will support him, as he will be the leader of this great country. I just hope that one thing stays innate to him....keeping our best interests at heart.

Now go out and vote, or else P. Diddy will kill you.

Oh what a night

Well you've got to love a city in which more adults than children dress up for Halloween. The freaks were out last night thats for sure. I feel like all of Manhattan was in my neighborhood. It was craaaazy. You couldnt even walk. And the parade? Forget about being able to see anything, that is unless you were one of the people that start staking out their standing spot 3 hours before the parade. No thanks. We ended up heading over to the Town Taven, a nice little bar off of West 3rd. Got to love $2 drafts. At one point we attempted to go see the parade, but being 5'1 doesnt help too much. I resorted to just holding up my camera and hoping I would capture something neato. The result? Oh about 5 pictures of the KFC sign across the street, random heads in front of me, and not one parade pic. Overall it was a good time though, except for tha fact that I feel like death today. Apparently its not good to drink beer on an empty stomach. After force feeding myself some crackers this morning, we stopped by Pressed Toast, this little hole in the wall place on Macdougal that makes the best sandwiches, and everything there is $4 or less. I highly recommend it if you happen to be in the area.

I feel a little naughty because I am skipping one of my classes today, my first skip this semester. The way I look at it is, I feel like crap, I can easily find out that I missed, and I can use the extra time to study for my midterm tonigh. Thats right ladies and gents, I still have one more midterm to take. Is it me or doesnt it seem like Ive been taking midterms for about a month? Well there were grand plans to party like a rockstar tonight after my test, but at this point the thought of beer is quite disturbing. I always do this. I always drink the night before the night Im reaaallly suppose to go out, and then I dont want to. Make sense?

I only woke up a few hours ago and I already feel the need for a nap. Its amazing how a hangover makes me not able to function the next day. I somehow managed to get hot sauce in my eyeball at lunch. Dont ask, but it wasnt fun. Eating something should have made me feel better, but it hasnt. Perhaps it was Brian trying to make me sick talking about egg yolks this morning....yea, that could be it.

In wonderful terrific news....
My NYC boy called yesterday! It was fantastic talking to him and we are trying to figure out a time to get together in Florida over Christmas when he will be there for a week, yay!

Ok, well all this writing has made me tired. Perhaps its time I start to study. And by study, I mean nap. Ciao.

P.S.- for those of you at work today, bored out of your minds...read this article. I found it very interesting.

I wish I had 2 more midterms to take!....oh wait

Only two midterms down with two more to go and my attention span is zilch today. I just cant bring myself to study, at all. You'd be amazed at the stuff I have done today just so I wouldnt have to study. Hopefully overnight I will magically transform into a motivated student again.

So you want to know why my mom is so wonderful? Well she knows that you are never too young to enjoy surprise treats...hence this box of Halloween goodies I received today from her, hooray!

Oh and one more thing...maybe you fellow New Yorkers can help me out with this....
What the HELL is up with this MNN3 channel??? I saw about 10 minutes of someones weird show called "Pancakes" on there, and thats all I could take, I had to change the channel. (I'm assuming its a NY thing because I had this channel back before I got real cable when I first moved here). The subject matter was deeply disturbing. In the 10 minutes I was watching, the following ensued:

-use of the word "fuck" about 10000000 times
-some girl (whoevers show it is) ,who obviously has a self esteem problem, yelling about a Victoria Secret catalog and how they all looked like they got raped (yea, makes no sense)
-then she decided to show a pic of a mutilated woman in a garbage can
-then it cut to a scene of her in her living room, wearing a gas mask, holding a strawberry shortkake doll in one hand, and a massive knife in the other

I kid you not, that was all on there. How do these people get on air? Who are the crazies that think this is TV worthy? Someone please enlighten me...

Helllooooo Mr. Manager!

So first of all, to the Red Sox, congratulations are in order, as well as to 2 fellow bloggers who I know love the Red Sox...Brian and Al, you guys must be elated! Oh and Derek, the first hard core Boston fan I ever knew, I definitely didnt forget about you :)

While watching the game tonight, my roommate and I couldn't help but wonder who this handsome guy was that they kept showing. Well tada, the crush of the hour is now on GM Theo Epstein. Cute as a button.

Did anyone see that Nike commercial they aired right after the win? It was so precious, definitely brought tears to the eyes. If you missed it, check it out here. Even you Yankee fans will appreciate it- ok, well maybe not the stubborn ones.

Nighty poo!

One down, 3 to go...

Well I had my first midterm today- Accounting, yum. It was tolerable I suppose, but generally very hard. I dont think anyone finished because he pretty much had to snatch up all of our papers when the time expired. It's one of those tests where I really don't know how I did, but at this point I dont really care because Im just glad its over. The next beast to tackle? Statistics on Wed night. Lordy Lordy. I distinctly remember telling myself in undergrad "dont worry, just knock out these stupid classes and you will never have to see another stats or economics book again!"...riiiight.


In other news I feel somewhat human at the moment thanks to my old pal Dimetapp.Yep, that's right, I'm 25 years old and yummy grape dimetapp seems to be the only thing to cure a cold for me. Ive tried every adult medicine they sell it seems and nothing ever works as quickly. The sucky part is that I go through a bottle pretty much in 1.5 days, since my dose is so high...which makes for a pricey cure.

Grape-ity Goodness ----->

Ok well I just got distracted doing something else and now I completely forgot my train of thought...if there ever really was one. I'm starving right now and the only thing I want to eat is pumpkin bread--which if course, I dont possess at the moment. Did anyone see "The Machinist" this past weekend? I'm hoping its really good. Even after all the weight loss I still think Christian Bale is just as hot as can be, and Im normally not attracted to guys that have smaller waistlines than I do. For you Mr. Bale, I will make the exception.


It's starting to feel all holiday-ish around here these days. I have to admit there is a bit of homesickness going on, but not too much, just for my family. It just makes me more excited to go home for Thanksgiving- Ill be there for 7 days, woohoo! This weekend is Halloween, one of my most favorite holidays, and my stinking law professor made our midterm the very next day. Terrific. So much for a crazy crazy halloween night. I guess I might just have to settle for one "crazy", if any at all. I'm pissed that Im not dressing up, but of course I left it to the last minute and there is no way I have time to look for a costume this week. Better luck next year.


Well its almost 10pm, so according to my bizarre eating schedule, its time to eat dinner.

Great Show

So yesterday I managed to score 2 tickets to the sold out Death Cab for Cutie concert at the Roseland ballroom. Wow, what a great show. I have to admit I was not a hardcore fan before entering, only knowing a few songs thanks to my sister Leah, but I definitely feel like a true fan now. Benjamin Gibbard's voice transcends you into this state of sublime serenity. They sounded great live. I would have liked to get a closer look, but the place was packed with people, most of whom I am older than by at least 4 years. There was quite a mix of characters there though, and oh, someone has got to tell these young boys that making your hair look like you showered with pennzoil and then slapping a hood on it - will definitely not get the ladies, except the nasties.

It's amazing too how much older these younger kids look. I saw this one guy that I thought was cute and pointed him out to my roommate, where she responded with, "Laura, he's like 16".....ouch. Have I now entered the phase of life in which I could be "too old" for someone? Apparently so. Yuck.

All in all it was a cool night though. Paul Scheer was hanging out next to us enjoying the show. You might remember him as one of the panelists on VH1's "Best Week Ever". He's the one with the space between his teeth. Seemed like a cool guy and managed to hook it up with a lady friend quite quickly. Impressive.

Well its a gorgeous Saturday here in NYC and if I want to make it out to the Washington Square Festival today, then my ass has to start studying.

Hope youre having a terrif weekend.

Day 3 of eating food that has no taste

Day 3 of sickness continues today, although I must say I am gradually improving. I have my appetite back, which is good, but everything I eat, no matter how delicious, tastes bland. Oh well, small price to pay I guess.

Well I've been studying accounting for the past 3 hours and its definitely time to take a break. As I was studying in my room, removed from the outside world....the world decided to sneak its way back in. I have my window open because the fresh air is delectable and I sat back for a second to just...listen. Down below I can hear friendly banter of the restaurant patrons in the garden seating area as well as a waitress describing tonights specials...which all sounded fabulous. I hear the wind blow the branches of the trees and the tarp that covers this building next to us. Then I hear someone playing that old Pink Floyd Song..."we don't need no education....." - except it was weird because I couldn't hear the background music, just the vocals, so it really sounded like there was just a group of kids around the corner singing the song. Kinda neato. I love my neighborhood.

As for the filming down the street that I mentioned... I stopped by there on my way back from class and it looked like they were getting ready to film- lights were all in position, a buffet had been setup for the actors, and people were looking over the script. However, since it was pretty cold and rainy, and I was sick...I didnt stick around too long.

Alrighty, well Im still thinking in the form of debits and credits and apparently am unable to complete a decent post.

Until next time....

My throat is itchy

So just this morning I was boasting about how I never ever get sick, and then tonight, right after dinner I felt the little scratch monsters in my throat come alive. I should go out a get medicine just in case, but after being out all day I decided that drinking half a quart of orange juice would be just as helpful. We shall see.

It was quite the fun weekend I must say. Lots of random independent events, and all were enjoyable. I ended up seeing "Team America" and no it was not my idea. Man that movie was crazy. Just when you think they arent going to mutilate another puppet, they throw in the sex scenes. To get the full effect, you must see it yourself, it cannot be described.

In an attempt to de-roast my room, I've propped open one of my windows with a shampoo bottle. Ghetto fabulous. For those of you that dont recall, we have one heater in the apartment, located in my room, runs constantly and unnecessarily, turning my room into a crockpot...and yes, I have no control over the temperature or the "on and off" feature. Now with my new propped feature, I am just awaiting the day when the bottle slips and falls into the garden seating area of the restaurant below....preferably in someone's eggs benedict, that would be perfect.

In "cool news", the asian restaurant at the end of my street will be closed tomorrow because they will be filming part of Uma Thurman's new movie "Prime". Not too much info on it yet, but Meryl Streep also stars. Needless to say I wont be getting much schoolwork done tomorrow. They better film before I have to go to class.

Well im trying to get myself back on a normal sleep schedule, so I suppose its time to force myself to get sleepy.

***Update.... I just realized that Bryan Greenberg is playing Uma's romantic interest! Yay! I have thought this guy was so adorable ever since I saw him on One Tree Hill. Its kinda hard to imagine him having chemistry with Uma, mostly because I can only picture her in that yellow jumpsuit kicking ass, but you never know.

Father knows best... (best places to get prostitutes that is)

So I read today that prominent director Oliver Stone told Playboy magazine that thanks to his dad, he lost his virginity to a prostitute. Apparently young Stone spent most of his time in all male boarding schools and didnt have a chance to really "befriend" a young woman. Does anyone else think this is odd? Its not the first time Ive heard about something like this, but I cant remember when the other time was. I guess the father/son relationship must be pretty close because I really can't picture a father going up to the son and being like "Hey son, have you had sex yet? Yeah, I didnt think so, lets take a drive". So what happens after the sex? Does the son come home and tell the father all about it, like it was some field trip or something? Does the mother know about it? Its all very weird. Maybe its just a whole dimension into the father/son portal that I have not been exposed to.

Speaking of sex..or lack thereof, I finally put the pictures up on my wall above my bed today. This is a clear sign that the good nights of Mr. NYC are now gone, with no more chance of these pics falling down. Yep, back to me and my stuffed animal watching cruddy late night tv together. Hooray for being single! Speaking of single... (last time I use that phrase I swear)...I am none too impressed with the men of NYC so far. Sure there is a cute one here and there, but definitely not as many as I anticipated. We were at a local bar last night watching the game and the Red Sox fans were cleary much more attractive than the Yankees fans. The Sox fans were more boyish and laid back, wearing baseball caps atop their shaggy hair. Kinda reminded me of Eddie Cahill. Ok, maybe a straw wrapper could remind me of Eddie Cahill if I wanted it to, but you get the type I'm referring to. The Yankees fans on the other hand were real, whats the word...prissy looking? They were all decked out in their leather jackets and their chains, and wearing far too much cologne. Sure this is just a random sample of people, but the divide was too clear to ignore last night.

Alrighty, its 11pm and Im bored out of my mind. No way in hell am I starting any homework, my brain shuts down around 8:30. Its freaking hot in my room too. The one radiator in the whole apartment and it happens to be in my room. Its like I'm living in my own little crockpot. Cruddy tv time, buenos noches....

ps- for those of you who have asked for my pic, I finally decided to put one up on my profile...enjoy! (but not too much).

No turning back now...

Well this morning I woke up to some weird noise, something I hadn't heard before coming from my room. The heat kicked on for the first time. Being from Florida the "heat" button on the thermostat is one that is rarely pushed if ever. Now of course we dont have a thermostat since I live in a 100+ year old apartment, so Im not really sure what it takes to turn on the heat, but after looking at the next weeks worth of forecasts I am guessing I wont be using the A/C again for a looong time. Looks like its time for me to purchase the winter necessities...only one problem, Im not really sure what they are. Everyone seems to have a different opinion of what I need. One person tells me that longjohns are a necessity, the other says they are a waste. So I guess it will be trial and error.
Here is my list of a few events that I look forward to and dread for this winter:

Looking forward to...

1. Skating in Rockefeller Center
2. Laying in my bed watching the snow fall outside my window
3. Hot Chocolate (finally I have something to buy at Starbucks!)
4. Going home for family time
5. Snuggle time with __________ (most likely my stuffed animal)
6. Wearing coats and sweaters purchased years ago in hopes I would one day use them

Dreading...

1. Static Electricity
2. The fact that I have no tread on pretty much any footwear that I own
3. Looking like a doughball in whatever cold weather ensemble I put on
4. Getting into the habit of talking myself out of shaving my legs ("well its not like anyone will be touching your legs anyways..."
5. and of course, everyones favorite, the "winter weight gain" I have heard oh so much about, yay!

ps- Im looking for some good walking shoes, like pumas, asics,roos, etc....but here's the catch- I dont want to have to sell a major organ to get the money to pay for them. Anyone know of any good places? Grazi in advance.

Reason #443 why I am destined to not have a boyfriend

So this morning I was walking around in a tank top, lightweight pants, and flipfops. By 4pm, still out shopping, the temp had dropped by a lot and I was freezing...and still quite far from my apartment. I ended up buying a shirt from Old Navy for the walk home, at this point not caring what matched and what didnt. I was looking nicely disheveled, wearing green pants, a black tank, and a long sleeve yellow shirt over it. So of course what only happens to Laura when she doesnt want it to? I meet some neighbors, some handsome neighbors- just as I enter the building. Nevermind all the times Ive gotten dressed up to go out or even just blowdryed my hair, nope this was obviously the best time to be introduced. The kicker? When I got into my apartment and saw that the old navy size sticker, you know those long clear ones...yep, nicely still attached to my shirt. Priceless.

Meanwhile...Ive been trying to ween myself off of the idea that my NYC now LA guy was just "it" for me. Unfortunately for someone who doesn't really fall in love that often, I know he was it. After a week with only one brief email from him, I tried to tell myself that he will obviously move on and that I cant compete with LA, or LA girls for that matter. I tried to focus on other things, other things that didnt relate to him. This of course is hard when many of my first memories of living here are all with him. My whole neighborhood is like a scrapbook of our time together. Every restaurant, every street, everything, even my room...its weird. So anyways, I was trying to force myself to forget about him...and then it happened. He calls, and we talk for a while, and he is every bit as wonderful as I always knew he was, and he's telling me things that are going on there, and I hear his words, but in my head I am thinking--oh my God, I love you. Its just playing over and over in my head. Yea so isnt that fantastic? Shoot me.

The thing that sucks is that I wasnt looking for anything at all when I came here and the idea of actually not being attached was exciting in such an amazing city. That all changed the moment I met him, and now I see it all in a different light. I see how things are, and Im happy, but now Ive been exposed to this "ultra-happiness" like when he was here, and nothing compares. The city sparkles a little less without him and theres not much I can do about it. I know all this crap happens for a reason, I just hope this reason presents itself soon.

Meanwhile, if you feel like providing me with a nice distraction, I will take a night out with any of the following:
Jason Lee
Hugh Grant
Christian Bale
Raoul Bova
Chris Carrabba

"Great spirits always encounter violent opposition from mediocre minds." Albert Einstein

So as far as the daily news, I've been pretty out of the loop since I moved here. Well, maybe not out of the loop, but I use to know things before most people did because I read so many sites, but now I dont have time to do so. Anyways, this morning I got up and went to cnn.com and was perusing when I came across this article.

Jim DeMint, a Republican third-term congressman running for the Senate from South Carolina apparently has a little list going of who he thinks is fit or isnt fit to teach in the public school system. Most notably stated, he says that homosexuals should not be allowed to teach.....and most recently stated, if you are a pregnant woman with a live-in boyfriend, you should not be allowed to teach.

Now, I am a very open-minded person and one that has never had any kind of issue with homosexuality so in my mind these ideals that he has are completely ludicrous. How can one say that because of sexual orientation that they are not fit to expand minds and make differences in children's lives? How can one say that because of situations that they may not understand or may not even be aware of that they are automatically a poor role model to children?

I've never been into politics, as a matter of fact, I despise politics, but if this is how the majority of Republicans seem to think, then I am proud to be a Democrat. Some amazing minds are homosexuals. They are playrights, council members, Pulitzer-prize winning poets, novelists, filmmakers, breast-cancer surgeons, naval officers (yes I am naming actual people). To say that these people are bad role models to children is nuts. It is just my opinion, but if your kid is destined to be gay, he/she is going to be gay. Not having a homosexual teacher teach him/her will not change the outcome of their sexual orientation. I've never thought homosexuality was wrong, and I say this as a Catholic. I know the church doesnt agree, but its not the first thing I dont agree with the Catholic church about. In my opinion, nothing makes God more happy than when 2 people, any 2 people, are joined together through love. Argue if you want, but thats how I feel.

As far as the statement made about single pregnant women.....
Who are these people to judge that because of a particular situation one is in, that automatically defines your character and morals? Do they think that none of these children come from single parent homes? If this is so frowned upon to the point that children should not be exposed to these people as role models, what are these kids suppose to think about their own parents that are in similar situations? Should a woman be denied to teach if she is pregnant and her fiance leaves her? What if the woman is artificially inseminated with no desire to every marry, what then? Does her Masters in Education and all of her field work mean nothing?

I know that nothing like this will ever pass, at least I hope not, but the fact that someone can even utter such a close-minded statement is beyond me. The fact that he has backers is also mildly disturbing.

Busy Little Bee

Well this blog is a lot harder to keep up now that I live here. It was much easier when I was just sitting at my desk at work thinking of different reasons why I should get up and take the elevator somewhere. Ahh the good old days. Yea right.

So I've been super busy lately. School is a bitch, but I really like my classes. The atmosphere of the MBA program is really fun and it kind of feels like highschool again because everyone knows each other. Ive been try to keep busy with school functions too and was elected as the Director of Technology for the Media and Entertainment Alliance- Fordham's largest grad club, so that was really cool.

My roommate and I have kept pretty busy trying to take in all the NYC that we can...maybe even too much, my funds are rapidly depleting. I cant wait until the Spring when I can have a job. This past Saturday we got free tickets to this off Broadway show called "Birdy's Bachelorette Party". Its from the co-creator of Tony and Tina's Wedding. It was pretty cool, all interactive. I definitely recommend it for bachelorette parties, thats for sure. Lots of males, lots of dancing, and lots of drinking. Of course, the prices of the drinks definitely forfeited the benefits of the free tickets, but oh well.

Last Friday I made it out to Central Park for the first time since Ive been here. Sheep's Meadow looked like a movie set, it was so picturesque. I laid on the grass listening to my ipod (which by the way was an excellent purchase, I use it all the time).. and let the sun bake my skin. The breeze was slight and refreshing. It was all so pleasant. Once in a while I find myself in a situation or a place that just makes me think, "God I love this city". That was definitely one of them.

Well back to the studies for now.

A little too much power

Well, one judgement I have made up here so far is that bouncers have a little too much power. Back in Orlando, these so-called bouncers were people my age that just happened to be slightly bigger than the average person. Here, its a profession. Not that I didnt know this, but I guess after the experience last night, Im just a little pissy.

So me and a group of friends from school went out last night to a few bars. We were hopping around from place to place and ended up at this bar called The Joshua Tree, where every single one of us got in no problem except for one of our male friends who the bouncer announced that he had had too much to drink and he couldnt come in. Now first of all, yes we had been bar-hopping, but none of us were drunk, especially him. I was already inside when this news came across so I went back out to see what the hell was going on. The bouncer said it one more time and then left and changed shifts with this other dude who was an even bigger dick. Our friend was asking him, "ok thats fine that you wont let me in, but seriously, why is it that you think im so drunk?". He was completely polite about it, but the bouncer would just freak out and yell "Hey! Im going with his decision because he does this for a living, so just shut the fuck up". Ok first of all, not cool. This is when all the blood goes to my fists and I have the urge to punch. There is no reason to be an ass and I told him that and then I furthermore told my friends that I wouldnt go into a bar that employed such dumbasses to guard the door. Well Mr. Bouncer didnt like that, but I didnt care, so anyways long story short, we left and decided to go to the bar right next door. So we are all going in and BAM, he stops the guy..."youve had too much". We are all like "youve got to be fucking kidding me". We know why this time, its because he watched the whole ordeal next door and wasnt about to rule against that. So gay. So we left and as we walked out yet another door I gave a piece of advice to the bouncer saying "im pretty sure you have a brain, so you can probably stop borrowing his" (pointing to the bouncer next door). I am so going to get killed in this city. Kisses!

Its 3rd year of college all over again, except in a much cooler city

Well its 12:30 here and I just woke up, how wonderful is that? You know those nights that you have when you think you are just going out for dinner and then it turns into this whole thing and you dont end up home until pretty late, etc? Well that has been pretty much every experience of going out in NYC. Even before we had officially moved here, a couple of drinks after dinner led to making all these new friends, meeting my NYC guy, and returning home at 6:30 am.

Last night was another one of those nights. My roommate Ann had to fly home to Florida this morning to help her family move, and her flight was at 5:45, so the shuttle was set to pick her up at 3:30am. So we went to dinner after class and we had the slowest waiter on earth and I am quite sure that we were the only people there that didnt speak Italian. Anyways, it took forever to get our food, but meanwhile we had been downing the wine. Anyways, after dinner we decided (the wine decided) that Ann should just stay up all night drinking until the shuttle came. So we went off to this bar where about 5 minutes after we sat we were approached by this guy shouting his resume. Now, Im not use to this from Florida, but I swear if he told us one more time that "I work on Wallstreet, so its all good"...I would have had to punch him. So what? You work on Wallstreet, whoopity doo, so do a billion other people. I guess I still have to grow accustomed to this. My friend Brian says that he thinks that a lot of the girls here are very concerned with stature and money when it comes to men, that I dont know, but it is becomming more likely just due to this outburst of resume we always seem to get. Hello men of NYC, my name is Laura and I dont care where you work, how important you are or how much money you have. Sure you have to have goals and all that, but the next time one of you blurts out about this fancy shmancy club you went to last week and how you could "get us in", I cant guarantee I wont laugh.

So anyways, after meeting 2 nice guys from Rutgers and playing a little "beirut" (is that how you spell it?)- we had 30 minutes on the clock to get back to the apartment and get her stuff ready. Well we decided that was too much time and that we needed some pizza, so off to Joe's Pizza where there these 2 guys came up to us to chat. Well long story short I found myself in this conversation:

Guy: So do you smoke weed?
Me: haha (are we still in highschool?) Nope, I dont
Guy: Well I smoke weed all the time, 24/7, you can tell by my eyes
Me: Actually, I cant tell at all by your eyes
Guy: So do you want to hang out tomorrow?
Me: Umm, well I have class ( I dont have class)
Guy: what time
Me: 2:40 (pulling a time out of my ass)
Guy:I'll call you at 4
Me: ok (shit!)

See this is the thing, Ann and I would never have normally given out our real numbers if we didnt want to, but here we have and I dont know why. I think its because of the possibility of bumping into these people again (which has happened). Oh well, with my new system of putting their name in my phone and a "DNA" (Do not answer) next to it, it works just fine.

So anyways we made it home and Ann got her drunk ass on the shuttle and I passed out in bed. Tonight I'm meeting up with some school friends for this free BBQ and beer thing at school for Grads and then some bar, I forget the name. Should be fun.

As for now, I desperately need some food and to get out of the apartment.
~Ciao

What happened to those classes that were 45 minutes? Oh yea, that was highschool.

So I somehow managed to survive 4 hours of accounting and 2 hours of law today. Havent these teachers ever heard of that interesting tidbit of research that states that students lose all capacity to retain knowledge after something like 25 minutes? Well apparently not. My brain is officially fried today.

The flight back yesterday wasn't too bad except for my layover in Cinncinatti. I dont handle layovers well. I should just sit and read but instead I wander around spending money like I have it or something. In the 1.5 hour layover I had I managed to spend $20 on greeting cards and $5 on a TCBY Shiver, half of which I through away. Go me.

The weather was gorgeous here today, it was like a high of 68, perfect picnic in the park weather. Ive got to do something fun this weekend that will get my mind off the fact that Mr. NYC flew out to L.A. today. Im sure I'll come up with something. My roommate Ann saw Mario today in Washington Square Park setting up for some big dinner. Some bum told her that it was a party for Nicole Kidman. Riiiiiiight.

Alrighty, well its midnight and Ive got one month of free movie channels so im going to go get my moneys worth from those Time Warner bastards. Nighty poo.

It's about damn time!

Well hello, to my few faithful readers that are left. What a whirlwind the past month has been. I dont even know where to start. I just flew back into Florida today for the weekend because its my dad's 50th bday and we are throwing him a big bash. Its nice to be home, but its like a different world now, its weird. You go from so fast pace to just strolling along. I feel like I should be doing something or out somewhere, but I guess everyone needs time to just kind of relax. The apartment is finally complete. It took forever to get it how we wanted it, but it finally came together. I love my neighborhood so much. Its so fantastic and its just so alive. Aside from all the fabulous restaurants and stuff around, its just this feeling that you get when you walk around and you just know that there are all these crazy and interesting things going on, its great. Ok for some reason this computer wont let me make paragraphs so that why this is all jumbled together. Ive seen my NYC boy a lot, which has been terrific, but unfortunately I had to say goodbye to him this morning before my flight. I get back Sunday night and he leaves for L.A. early Monday. We talked forever about how it could work, and it would just be so hard, hes just so far away. Even holidays wouldnt work because he would go home to NY and I would go home to FL. It really sucks because we both have these awesome feelings for each other, but its kind of out of our hands. Of course we will stay in touch, but thats all we can really do right now. Oh well, who knows what the future holds right? School has been keeping me crazy busy, but that was to be expected. I feel like there is so much to experience in NYC that 2 years may not even be enough. Its crazy because I could walk down the same street everyday and still see things that I hadnt seen the day before. I love that aspect of the city. Its crazy how fast Ive become attached to the sights and sounds of a city that I never thought I would be a true part of. I guess I always just thought even when I lived there I would feel like a tourist. Not the case at all. I have grown use to so many little things in the neighborhood that it really makes me feel at home... the doorman down the street who I have a meet and greet with daily, the nice Indian guys that run the internet cafe around the corner, the guy that belts out random R&B songs somewhere around my building (Ive never actually seen him, but hes pretty good), the lady in my building who I assume is involved in theatre because she practices her opera singing daily, and lets not forget the couple in the building that has really loud sex at all hours of the day. We thought it was porn at first, but Im pretty sure its authentic. Yep, its all home to me. More to come soon...I'll be back in NYC on Sunday. Have a great weekend :)

And so the next chapter begins...

Well I leave tomorrow morning bright and early for the big move to NYC. I have been packing up the truck for 2 days now and muscles I didnt even know I had are hurting. I should be there by sometime Saturday, but who knows when my internet will be up and running...hopefully soon. I know this blog has sucked for a few weeks now, but I should be right back on schedule once everything is set up after the move. See you soon :)

Way too early for all this drama

So Im plagued with this thing for the past year that doesnt allow me to sleep in after 8:30 am. I use to be a champ sleeper, going all the way until noon if I could, but now its gone. So since I am up everyday at this hour, but still too lazy to "start my day", I set myself in front of the tv. This is the first time in years that I dont have a job to go to, so I really have no idea what is on during a weekday. The answer to what is on, however, is crap. Utter and complete crap. For some reason the only thing of interest to watch at 9am is Elimidate. I really think that seeing slutty girls fight over some totally unworthy guy is not a way to start my day, but that show has some kind of magnetism to it. Its like a cant stop watching. Its funny, because as bitchy as some of the girls are, its the guy that I really hate. In the episode today I saw this guy getting ready to elimidate a girl in the first round. He said he couldnt decide who it should be and grabbed the girl next to him and made out with her for a sec. Then he put his hand on her face and pushed her off saying "you're elimdated". What a fucking prick. The saddest thing is that the other girls who still remain dont see anything wrong with his behavior. Its so grotesque, yet I cant stop watching. Then to complete my morning o' drama, Dawson's Creek comes on at 10. I use to be a big fan of this show, but now looking back on the episodes I so loyally watched, all of them end in this terrible state of depression. Very rarely does an episode end on good terms. Someone dies, 2 people get divorced, best friends are fighting, Joey cheats on Dawson...its just one upset after another. I guess it was probably easier to identify with stupid teen agnst, when I was a stupid teen, but now its just so, well, juvenile.

Alrighty, well I think I am going to go swimming. Have a good one.

Oh Dear God

Well Im sure some of you have seen this already....but seriously, this is the harriest mofo I've ever seen. The great thing is that he seems to be remarkably happy and have high aspirations for himself. Good for him. I've never been a lover of the hair, but its interesting to know that there is probably some woman out there that is turned on by this guy. People are wierd. Wherever she is, I hope they meet and have lots of hairy sex and babies.

On another note, Ive been hooked on the Olympics, which Im normally not. I dont know if you guys saw the US Mens swim relay last night, but it was kickass. We won a gold....well THEY won a gold, you know what I mean. I like womens gymnastics too. That girl Mohini is awesome I think, seems nice too.

Ok, well off to do more errands. T minus 9 days until the NYC move.

Life, love, and general boredom

Well its only been about 4 days since Ive been back home in Melbourne and Im starting to get a little stir crazy. For the first time in forever, I dont have a job to go to and since I havent lived in this city for like 4 years now, there arent many committments I have here, nothing I really "have" to do. There is only so much tv you can watch. I think a big part of it is coming from NYC on such a fast paced trip with a mission. Everyday we were out walking, looking at places, exploring...so now every morning I am up early automatically, but with no real place to go. I could go shopping or something, but as I have no income coming in at the moment thats probably not smart. Im hoping that the weather will be nice so I can hit up the beach a few times this week and get all brown before the big move. (oh, by the way, the hurricane went just north of us thank goodness, we just got a lot of really bad storms).

So yea, thats pretty much whats going on these days. My NYC boy shared some great/shitty news with me the second night I saw him...he was accepted into UCLA's Graduate Film Program in Screenwriting...he moves to LA mid September :( It was really upsetting to hear, and it was kind of surprise to him because he was waitlisted and didnt really expect a seat to open up, but it did. Its an amazing opportunity for him, so I am happy for him in that way, but when he told me I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. Due to the brevity of our relationship so far, it was suprising how we coped with this new twist in our fate....it was as if we had been together for a long time. The intensity that has been experienced so far is like nothing Ive ever felt before. For me to even have the thought that he might be "the one", is huge, and I knew it that night....about 2 hours before he shared this news with me. Is it possible to fall for someone so quickly? I never do. Maybe a crush, but this is no crush, this is no typical situation, it hasnt been from the start. The only thing Ive decided to do is be myself and not hold back. Life is too short to play by the rules of dating and games arent worth my time. I think if you feel something you should show it or say it, just put it out there...Ive kept quiet too long in the past and it just eats you up inside, you're own love of another eats you up. Doesnt seem fair. I dont know how this is going to work, but I want it to. Too bad Im only one side of the equation.

Hurricane a' comin!

Ive not even been home for 2 days and the joy of hurricane season is all around. Yea so unless you are living in a hole and arent up on current news, Hurricane Charley is suppose to touch ground within the hour. We knew it was coming of course, but its recent shift east was a surprise. Its now up to a Category 4 which is pretty scary. All the candles are out, gallons of water are in the garage and everything from outside is now inside somewhere. The winds now are around 145mph and in my area we are expected to get around 100mph winds. The eye of the storm is like 12 miles wide and something like 1.8 million Floridians have been evacuated. Last time we had to evacutate was for Hurricane Floyd, and what a mess that was. An hour drive turned into about 8 hours sitting in gridlock on 95.
Well anyways, back to watching the news, hopefully it will lose strength quick
when it hits.

Signing off...

I have a home in NYC!!!!!

Well after an excruciating time looking for an apartment here (more detail later)....we finally found a place, and right where we had hoped it would be! We found a 2br apartment on Cornelia St. in the West Village and we couldnt be happier. It is the cutest street with so many things around it, I wouldnt even know where to start. The food on this street alone is amazing. We are right across the street from the Cornelia Street Cafe.We close on the apartment tomorrow at 3pm and then its time for drinks a plenty. I think I am beaming right now, what a relief. It is seriously so gorgeous of an area and the apartment is cute and small and definitely something we can make a home. It turns out my subway line is right around the corner and I dont have to switch at all. Washington Square Park was like a 4 minute walk from our place!! I took a few pics of our street and stuff, but Im still in NYC, so Ill upload them when I get home on Thursday.

PS- I met up with my NYC boy (smitten, remember?)...it was so perfect and wonderful. He is even cuter than I remembered and he brought his roommate that seemed to hit it off with my roommate Ann. It was a picturesque evening, and I had my first "kiss on a New York City street" in the midst of passing couples. I dont think I stopped smiling the whole way home. God I love this city.

More to come...

On the road again

Well my little trip to St. Augustine has come to an end and we should be getting on the road in an hour or two. It was a good time filled with many memorable moments as always. I really love how close my family is, sometimes I forget that not every family is like that.

Im not sure if I could live in a little city like this or not. I love the history and all that, but at night time, its just a little creepy around here. We decided to go on this walking ghost tour last night at like 8pm. We thought it would be fun. I had gone on one in Savannah years ago as well as on the "Jack the Ripper" tour in London, and both were enjoyable. So anyways, with St. Augustine being America's oldest city, we figured there would be some good stories. Plus, this tour had been featured on the travel channel and and discovery channel, so we figured it would be good. It was a rainy night to start, and at around 8pm the streets of the historic area become pretty barren as most shops have closed up. We went to a couple of Bed and Breakfasts and heard their stories of poltergeists and all that. It wasnt too scary up until that point because the tour lady kept going into extensive detail which got tiring. That was at least up until the graveyards. I've always thought that graveyards are creepy, but when you look at one that has been there for hundreds of years, it looks straight out of a horror movie. The fact that we stood right in the middle of the opening gates didnt help. She told us all of the stories regarding a few of the bodies that lay there. She pointed to this one little gravestone of a 5 year old boy and told us how he is frequently seen climbing this huge tree in front of us. Apparently they have captured this on film. The whole time we were standing there, with this tree's branches hanging over us I could not bring myself to look up at the tree, terrified at the though that my brain would make me see something that wasnt there.

So after that cemetary she led us to a few other places and we were now pretty deep into the heart of the historic district. I was joking with my sisters saying "what if she takes us to that last cemetary instead of where we started and then is just like 'ok everyone thats it, have a good night', and then leaves us stranded". We laughed it off because we knew it would never happen. Except that it did. After visiting the last cemetary she gaves us an "ok that its everyone, have a good night"....just as I was thinking, wtf she cant be serious. Well she was and headed off in her own little direction. The rest of the crowd went their separate ways and my sisters and I were left standing next to the graveyard. We sort of knew where we had to go, but it included walking down this old street that we had just come from....the same street that walked right next to the graveyard with the 5 yr old ghost...and the same street that at this point was dead silent and dark. We seriously had no idea where we were. Just when I was beginning to freak, my cell rang, it was my parents asking if the tour was over yet. I told them how we were standing in some street with no idea where to go. Luckily...my parents turned out to be right around the corner and we saw them immediately. That was a huge coincidence though....I mean of all streets they ended up on that one and the same exact time we did, at like 10 pm at night. The other thing I thought was weird was that I get no reception in the historic area, not even one bar, but when they called I had full service...and immediately after I had none. All in the same area. I think Ive got my fill of ghost tours for a while.

I wish I was just going home to do nothing for a week but soak up the sun on the beach, but I leave tomorrow morning for NYC as the apartment hunt moves into full force. From what Ive seen so far this week, there are very few 2 bedroom apartments for rent in the West Village. Apparently everyone has told Ann (who has been there for a few days already) that anyone who has a 2br in the WV most likely holds onto it, you know, for life. Super. So anyways, I guess now we are looking more in the East Village. There are definitely more places to rent there and they are more affordable, its just that my commute to school will suck. Is transferring subways really that bad? Everyone has told me to avoid it. Maybe it wont be that bad. I mean, I got to school three days a week, and none of those times are during rush hour. I guess Ill just wait and see.

Anyways, time to pack up my stuff, just so I can drive home and repack it. Wish me luck in nyc and that I dont get some shithole place.

Ps- We are staying in a friend's place while they are away...in the financial district. Should be interesting.

And so another chapter ends...

Well yesterday was my last day of work, and I cant tell you what an awkward feeling it was leaving a job with no plans of going to another one. Don't get me wrong, its a great feeling, just a foreign one to me.

Everyone was so terrific to me there. So friendly and understanding, just all around good people. Ive really never had a bad working experience at any job, which kind of makes me feel afraid that Ive almost had it too good. I always hear about people having awful bosses or shitty work schedules, and Ive never really experienced that. Im 25 years old and Ive somehow managed to work in very professional jobs, yet still take off when I need for various things like vacations or whatever. I guess Ive just been lucky. I hope that luck continues.

Today I am in St. Augustine, just got here a few hours ago. The plan is to do nothing but relax, shop, and just hang out. This is exactly what I have needed. I think we might take a day trip up to Savannah one day too. That should be nice.

So anyways, I guess I just wanted to let you all know I was still alive, in case you were interested. Work was just so nuts these past couple of days I sometimes forgot to eat lunch. They had a nice sendoff for me and managed to stick a little moula in my pocket, so thats always nice. What was the best was hearing the Director of Partner Programs for the whole corporation tell me that "we are a better company because of you". That was a suprise to hear, but I couldnt have asked for a nicer compliment. Im really going to miss all of them.

Well, Im outta here. Have a good weekend.

ps- Puddy (my fish) was in a tragic accident on highway 528. He did not survive :(

So freaking tired

Thank God I'm out of college living.

Maybe I just got too use to my quiet apartment. Maybe I am too set in my "older person" mode. Maybe my sister's neighbors are just idiots who have no concept of time. Whoa, did I just say that?

Well the past couple of nights have been typical "party nights" complete with loud talking drunk kids, bottles being broken, and the occassional hyena laughs courtesy of drunk sorority girls.  This all seemed pretty normal, even though I was surprised to see that most parties end with everyone cleaning up, then going to bed. That is NOT how we use to do it. It was more like: pass out on something soft, and deal with the destruction made tomorrow....afternoon.

Anyways, last night was anything but typical. At around 12:30 we started hearing the group gather. I was in and out of sleep for most of the night, but we were awakened nicely at 3:30 to hear the cops outside our door. What I coulf gather from the convo was that someone was running around setting of fireworks or something.  The cop was crazy pissed and was freaking out these sorority girls (mildly entertaining). The cop kept telling her that if she didnt turn in who did it that he was charging that whole apartment with the disturbance. Then I heard the girl run into her apartment and drag out some other girl yelling at her to go tell the cop that she knows the people that did it. It was all so juvenile. Not to mention the most annoying thing ever.

So its not really that I haven't slept, I guess its more like sleeping on an airplane. You are sort of sleeping, but completely aware of everything going on around you. Three more nights of this should not make for a happy Laura come Friday. Maybe I should start drinking a glass bottle of wine before I go to bed.

One step closer

Well, I am moved. I made the mistake of uttering the phrase "Oh this isnt as bad as last time" halfway through the day. Yes, it was as bad as last time. I guess moving is just never easy, no matter how much you prepare. I thought I was in semi-good shape, but my aching body tells me otherwise.

So now, I am living with my sister until Friday, which is my last day of work. Then after that I'm going home to Melbourne. My sister lives in a very "college-ish" type apartment community right by the university. It certainly brings back memories. Its funny because I find myself criticizing some of the college kids that are doing the same stuff I use to do not too long ago.  The people that live across from my sister like to have parties, a lot, and since the walls are apparently made of paper mache, we can hear pretty much every word they utter if they are standing outside. Luckily, the party they had the other night was the night of my move, so I was out at like 10pm, and I think I could have slept through a bomb going off.

Its funny how an environment changes the way you act. For instance, at my own apartment I tried to eat well, go to bed at a decent hour, I worked out, and I rarely went "out". Nooooow....Ive been in college living for only like 48 hours and its back to eating icecream out of the container, staying up late, never working out or even having the desire to, and I might be going out this Thursday night. So I guess its nothing radical, I just went from being 45 back to being 25.

I have 4 days left of work and my motivation is seriously lacking.

PS- Has anyone seen this article? So freaking insane.

Catwoman sucked? Get outta town!

Is anyone really surprised that Catwoman got awful reviews? I dont think so.  I just dont understand how like 80% of the public can form an opinion on if a movie is going to be dumb just from watching a 15 second preview...yet the producers of the film think it will be great the whole time it is being made. Explain that to me.  I would think by now we all would have learned that it takes much more than a hot actress and a fictional icon to make a movie.

I was kind of disappointed to read yesterday that Kirsten Dunst and Jake Gyllenhaal have separated. They looked like one of the few Hollywood couples that might actually make it. Of course their reps says that they are still the "best of friends". I wonder if its ever even partially true when they say that.

Did anyone know that Reese Witherspoon's real name is Laura? Weird, I just found out. I use to be so in love with her husband Ryan Phillipe, thanks to Cruel Intentions. If any of you are looking for a cure to your Ryan Phillipe obessesion, look no further. All you have to do is watch Little Boy Blue. It will make you feel all kinds of weird and nasty.

Well on an energy scale of 1 to 10, I am running on about a 3. Tonight its crunch time with packing since moving day is tomorrow. Ick. With every box I pack I look at a certain item and think, "wow, the next time I use this I will be living in NYC". It still seems surreal, but nice.

Have a good weekend ;)

I'd like the chicken salad, but can I get the teeth on the side?

Ok, I officially HATE packing. I am at that stage now where I seem to be doing a lot of work, yet when I look around it looks like I havent done anything. Not to mention I havent bought any groceries because I know I would just have to throw them out. So because I dont want to get fast food everyday, Ive been living off of lean cuisines, berry berry kix, and wheat thins. I know it sounds glamorous, but that meal combo really isnt as delicious as you might think.

I registered for classes today and was really happy with my kick-ass schedule. I only go to school Monday through Wednesday, woohoo. So now that makes me think what I will do with all of those other days in which I dont have class. I am sure I will need to time to study and whatnot, but now Ive started contemplating possible jobs. I really hate retail, and wasnt really a fan of the "hospitality" industry, but who knows, I guess at this point I cant be picky. Its going to be weird not having a job at first. I've been working since I was 16, non-stop. I like to work, I HAVE to work. I could never stay at home I dont think, I would get to ansy and probably go mad.

Someone just heated something up in the microwave here and now the whole floor smells like green onions, which then makes me think of Taco Bell, which then makes me think of their commercials that have pics of that nasty burrito with big chicken chunks hanging out of it. Gross. Anyone who thinks they are getting real chicken or beef from Taco Bell is in for a surprise. I heard from someone they use tuna chunks sometimes and just season it like the chicken and people cant tell the difference. Apparently that's less expensive.

All it takes for me to boycott a food item is one bad experience. I guess its a mental thing. I use to love Wendy's spicy chicken sandwich, but one time I got one and bit into it and the chicken was the consistency of taking a bite out of a block of soft cream cheese. Needless to say I didnt eat one of those after that for 2 years. Oh yea and another time, I was at McDonald's and was about to finish my last piece of  bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit...when i decided to take the top off to rearrange the insides. To my suprise there was a nice little fly embedded in the egg. Can you believe when I took that up to the counter the only thing they did was take the piece of sandwich and then say "sorry". 

The worst was when I worked at Applebee's and someone found a tooth in their salad. Hahhahahah. I mean what do you even say to that? That poor manager. We all knew who it was too. There was this dirty little old lady that worked the kitchen and she was by far all gums....well at least now she was. Anything gross like that ever happen at a food place to you guys? My inquiring mind wants to know.

ps- My friends and I use to eat at this place around the corner from our highschool that had the best Chinese food.  About a 2yrs after I moved, I read in the paper that they found dead cats in the freezer. Lovely.

Ugh- stupid blogger

I wrote this whole long post and went to publish and Blogger went nuts on me...yada yada yada, the post is gone and I am too lazy to rewrite it.

Does this annoy anyone else?.... No fair

Not to mention, is THIS really worthy of being a front page link on CNN? So what if she doesnt eat? Are we suppose to feel sorry for her? Not going to happen.

Oh, and for those of you who might care, I am smitten.
Smitten, smitten, smitten- and not with someone Ive ever mentioned on this blog- he actually lives in NYC. I guess that's all Im going to say because I don't want to jinx it, but this could get very interesting.

Tenacity Pays

Well I'm not sure why, or how to explain it, but certain things just seem to work out. On occassion this happens on its own, but from my experience, I think its because Im not a quitter. I just dont give up easily, not for things that are important anyways.
 
Like this apartment. This lady was interested, but we weren't able to make contact again until today when she told me they put in an application on another place. I decided it wasn't over yet. I sent her back an email highlighting all the great things about my place and why it would be great for her daughter. She called me 10 minutes later, her daughter wants to see the place, and since its a much better deal, if she likes it, they want to get it. Holy Lord. So I am running out at lunch today to show this girl the place, and I am sure she will like it. I really dont think I can handle anymore disappointment or stress this week. For this to work out would be so freaking great. I'm so glad I emailed her back.
 
Another example...
There is this lady at work who is about, well maybe 65 or so, but she is the rudest little thing there is. I dont know if she is just grumpy or something but she is all about not smiling at someone when they smile at her, just nodding her head when someone says hello, and the one that gets me the most....if she is right in front of you walking through a door, she will make NO effort to keep the door open, and will just let it shut in your face. This has happened to me many times with her.
 
So I got stubborn and made it my mission for this lady to smile at me and God forbid hold a door. Ive been doing this for months...going out of my way to open doors for her, smiling at her, telling her to have a good weekend...all of it. Then today.....it happened.  I was walking outside to use my cellphone and she was ahead of me. As she walked out the door, she hesitated for a second, then turned around and kept the door open for me....as I almost dropped my cellphone from shock. All these months and it finally worked. For anyone who has seen "Under the Tuscan Sun", it made me feel just like Diane Lane felt at the end when that little old man finally acknowledged her waving. It was so great, and now that I think about it...it was nothing-but kinda nice to think that maybe she will be opening doors for other people now.
 
I was talking to my sister the other day about how crazy it is that with one action or one decision you make, you alter your path in life as well as the lives of others. Its thrilling and scary all at the same time. At the time you dont think of it as anything, until you look back and see how that one decision set off a chain reaction of events that ends up shaping your existence.  I look back and think "what if this" and "what if I didnt do that", and its just mind boggling to imagine where I would be right now. I love where I am right now. I love that I have the ability and support to choose what I want to do with my life, where I want to live, what I want to experience, and I love the fact that I make my own happiness and my own success. I've learned over the years that Ive gottent to where I am because I have been no one but myself. Im not a kiss ass and I never will be. I use to think that would harm my future in business, but I know now that I would never want to be in a postion in which I had to do that just to be kept around, that's why I left my last job.
 
I guess I'm just happy. So thanks to everyone out there who has affected my life in a positive way. Thanks to those people I may not remember who taught me in subtle ways everything from manners to respect for others. Most importantly, thanks to my parents, who are pretty much the best there are. And a special thanks to my mom, where I get my hard-ass tenacity from- her gift of never giving up and always staying positive is the best I've ever received. 

Long story short

Just found out that the applicants for my apartment...well, their application fell through. Fucking great. I move out in 5 days and have no one to take over the lease.
 
Now combine that with a shitload of stuff to do to "finish up" at work, not to mention packing, registering for fall classes, school loans, oh and yea, the fact that I dont have an apartment yet in NYC.
 
In case you didn't catch that...I'm stressed.
 
Leave me some positivity, I need it :(

La dee da

First of all, for anyone who tried to post a comment yesterday and got an error message saying that they were blocked by me, the problem is now fixed. I dont block anyone from commenting, only crazies.
 
I have to admit that when I read this morning about Martha Stewarts sentencing, I couldnt help but smile. I dont even really know the facts about this case, pretty much because I dont care, but for some reason I enjoy the fact that she will spend five months in jail. I dont get what this "5 months restriction to your home" thing is though. Restricted to your house for 5 months? What are the parameters of this? Can you walk to the mailbox? Can you go get a hotdog? Im just glad all this hubub about her trial is over....we can finally get back to whats important, like what's  going on with the Olsen twins (kidding of course...that was for you Lovisa! ).
 
As far as other crap goes, my whole weekend is going to be filled with the joy of packing up my apartment. Are you jealous? Dont understimate the fun that can ensue with bubblewrap. I can't believe I am moving out in 8 days. I have so much shit to do its insane. Hopefully these people that put in an application today for my apartment will get approved and then I can cross that big monstrosity off of my list of worries. I hope your fingers are still crossed. I never said you could uncross them.
 
Its really gloomy here today, and if I hadnt been outside today already, just from looking out the window I would assume its like 40 degrees outside. I am really quite interested how I am going to handle my first winter in NYC. Im sure I will be just fine and I really cant wait to see everything there covered in snow. I can finally wear all those jackets Ive been buying over the past two years, at the after winter sales....I knew I eventually would get there. I will definitely have to get stuff like hats and gloves and all that, but Im kind of looking forward to it. Its funny, I dont know what it is about winter, but it just seems like the perfect time to be in love. You know, walking down the streets, arm in arm, snuggling up at night...just seems, well, nice. Who knows what this winter brings....man or not, it will be awesome.
 
In the "there is no way this can be true" category- have you heard about how Jessica Simpson and Nick are thinking about adopting a kid? Oh and not just any kid, a teenage kid.  Im not sure if they just both went mental all of the sudden, but am I the only one that thinks that she is not yet fit to be a parent? Let alone of a teenager. Wow, now if only they could get THAT on tape.
 
Well it's pin-drop silent in here so im thinking its time to grab some lunch. I hope you all have a great weekend, and when you are laying out at the pool, out shopping, or on a date...think of me, packing, covered in little pieces of storage tape, wandering through a plethora of brown boxes...and then smile because you know you dont have to help one bit. Lucky bastards :)

Just not meant to be

Same test, same result, everytime. You would think I would learn, but nope, I dont.

Ok, well this might freak you out a little bit, but here goes: I hate donuts. Yea, there it is, I do. I know I am like one in a billion people (or so Ive been told) to have this weird dislike, but I do. The thing is, they look great, they smell amazing, and I continue to try and "break" myself of my disgust on occassion. Case in point, this morning. Someone brings in lots of Krispy Kreme donuts. Fresh, hot, smelling terrific. Everyone is all happy and I am wishing that they were bagels. Everyone passing by my cube shouts out "Laura, come quick, youre going to miss out on a donut!". So since I have no desire to explain my dislike to another group of people, I just say that "I'm on my way!". So I'm sitting here, starving because I forgot breakfast, and trying to convince myself that maybe I do like donuts, and that Ive just had really bad donuts, my whole life.

Well everyone leaves the area and I decide to walk on over. There are still tons of donuts left. I decide to take one and give it another shot. I come back to my desk, take a bite..... DISGUST, complete and utter nastiness. I had to throw it away (as all Krispy Kreme lovers gasp at the same time). I never learn. I guarantee the exact same test will be done again in 4 weeks time, in which the exact same result will occur.

So in the spirit of food likes and dislikes, anybody have anything off the wall they hate to admit that they dont like? One of my younger sisters actually use to hate Chik-fil-a, mashed potatoes, and ketchup. Nuts. We almost gave her away because of it, but she came around.

Tension and Stress- Day 2

Have any of you ever had a tension headache? Well, I had one for the first time yesterday and I still have it partially today. I am no stranger to migraines, but this one seems way worse because no medication helped. Not to mention anything I ate made me want to throw it back up. So why was I so tense? One word...Janet. Little Miss Priss Janet of Boston. The bitch who didnt call me back about the apartment, so I freaking sat all day waiting, like an idiot. She finally called at like 9pm (after I called her a billion times). However she left a message. I just called her from my cell and she returned my call at my home number. Like that doesnt have avoidance written all over it. She actually proceeds to tell me that she just cant rent because she cant afford to throw her money away and not get anything back for it in return. Well wouldnt that have been nice to know TWO MONTHS AGO. Ugh. I was really avoiding try to be mean to her, for Karma's sake, so its probably a good idea I wasnt home to get that call. If you want a recap of my night, it can be summed up in this away msg I had last night that seemed to get a large reaction, even though my only intention was to vent:

Janet of Boston, thanks to you and your "Im too busy to call Laura back" self, I am at UCF posting flyers everywhere hoping someone will take my apartment. Not to mention I am doing this with the worst migraine ever (caused by you).Youve made my life hell for 3 days and I hope you burn in the fires of hell.

Kisses!

-Laura

Yea I spent 2 hours walking around the university in 90 degree muggyness putting fliers up everywhere. This is what it has come to.

Raise your hand if you think Laura has lost her marbles. Ok, too many to count. I promise once this apartment thing is taken care of I will return to my usual running through a field of daisies self.

On a positive note. IPOD = PURCHASED. yay! Thanks to Tamie I started looking at the regular vs the mini. I realized I was being stupid because I just wanted the mini because it was blue. Turns out, my company partners with Apple and I ended up getting a 10gb one for $199- woohoo. Let the transferring of illegal mp3's commence.

Cross your fingers

Whew, what a past couple of days. So with me moving out of my apartment in less than two weeks, Ive been running around like a mad woman, getting packing supplies, making lists (there are post-its EVERYWHERE), and desperately looking for someone to takeover my lease. Well as you might recall I had a lady from Boston coming to look at my place this weekend, so of course I scheduled everything around her visit. Ten minutes before she is about to show up, she calls. "I found a house and I put an offer in, yay!". Meanwhile, different ways that I could torture her are swirling in my head. So of course I was pissed and led into a major stress explosion at the possibility of having no one take the place. Three hours later....she calls back. "Well I put in an offer but it turns out Im not the only one bidding, can I come take a look at your place anyways?". A faint glimmer of hope, but at this point, im just like "sure, whatever". She comes to see it, yada yada yada, she'll call me tomorrow to tell me if she got the house or not. Yesterday passes. No call. At this point I'm really hating this woman, but I move to plan B...which is making flyers and then posting them all over the university later this week(hell on earth).

Then this morning comes. As I leave the gym I see I have a missed call, from her. She says that they never contacted her, blah blah blah, shes giving them a few more hours and then shes just going to take my place. So at this point in time, Im in limbo, just awaiting that call. I pray to God that she doesnt get that house, you should pray too.

Aside from this lady dominating my weekend, everything else is going pretty well. I think I broke my record for movies watched in a weekend. I think I watched/had on about 8 different movies, just on Sunday. They were so random though, but I love that. I hadn't seen Twister in a while, and no one ever agrees with me, but I love that freaking movie. Its just one of those that I never get sick of, like Outbreak. This of course leads me to think..."what movies have I watched the most, over and over?". You know, everyone has those movies that they just put on whenever, even if they are just doing laundry and not really watching. I would have to say mine have been:

Father of the Bride
Rudy
Sleepless in Seattle
(wow Im really not a sap..)
Big
True Lies (dont ask)
Twister
Little Women
High Fidelity
Almost Famous
Outbreak
A Few Good Men
Center Stage
A Christmas Story
Under the Tuscan Sun

ok I am sure some of you are cringing and I KNOW Brian is on the verge of vomiting, so thats all for now...

Out of curiosity though....what are one or two of your most watched movies? Don't feel silly about them, after all, I did admit to Sleepless in Seattle.

It's a tradeoff

Well today is Friday, that means, end of week, time to relax, thanks god its the weekend. It also means (if you work for the same company I do) that no email is allowed. Yep, in an effort to get us all talking to each other more, email being sent is prohibited for the marketing department on Fridays until the end of the summer. I guess in theory its a decent idea, but in reality its just a big old pain in the ass. While we are suppose to be walking over to someones cubicle or calling them up instead of sending an email, what I have seen is the opposite. Instead, people just write all their emails, keep them in their outbox, and then hit "send" Monday morning. Smart- yes, counterproductive- absolutely. Now I use my Fridays to occassionally do some work, but moreso to attend to personal matters. I guess its not so bad of a deal now that I think about it. But of all the new things we could introduce this summer I think something more like "Bagel tuesdays" or "Pizza fridays" is much more enticing. Maybe I am just hungry.

Tomorrow I venture off to Wal-Mart for the first time in about, well almost a year. Thanks to Target, I have avoided that hell hole at all costs. However, with crap like Rubbermaid bins and packing materials on the list to buy-- Wal-mart is the smartest option, even if it does mean enduring the "experience" of shopping there. So as I was making my list I realized, where am I going to go in NYC for stuff like this? You know, not real stuff, but cheap stuff that everyone needs at some point. This sent me on a search "spree" to see if my favorite/most frequented stores and restaurants even existed up there. Well, no Wal-Mart (that I already knew), but there is also no Target. I have been so spoiled by that store so that definitely stinks. Ann found that there are 2 Kmarts in Manhattan, which I found very odd...arent they suppose to be bankrupt? Another search led me to find out that there is no Chik-fil-a there either. I almost fell off my chair. That has been pretty much my favorite fastfood forever. The closest one is in Paramus, NJ. No idea how far away that is. My mom will have to ship me their chicken biscuits.

I know I'm just being silly because I have already experienced the food there, and it is fabulous, all of it. I had my first Gray's Papaya hotdog last time I was there....and seriously, 75 cents for a hotdog that good...yea thats going to cause some problems. I better figure out an excercise plan.

Well I think my internal organs are starting to feed off of each other, so that probably means its time for lunch. Have a great weekend everybody :)

How do you like them apples?

Omg. I saw the funniest thing on TV this morning. It was a spoof that Will Ferrell did, acting as Ron Burgundy, for ESPN. I think he was trying out to be a SportsCenter anchor, Im not sure as I only caught it halfway. Oh man it was so freaking hilarious and I have been trying to find it online, but have had no luck. If you happen to know what I am talking about and have found it, please send me the link!

In other news...

There is something that has been bothering me since I started my whole "move to nyc and go to grad school" mission. I'm not sure what it is, or why, but there are a good amount of people who think I am crazy for doing this. Of course everyone is entitled to their opinions, even if they are dumb opinions, but I have been very surprised as to who these "opinions" are coming from. Here it is: New Yorkers. Its not that they have said anything really negative about the city itself, but they seem to have a shitty response when I talk about finding a place, commuting, etc. I guess this is to be expected since most of the people I am talking to are people interested in my apartment, and moving from nyc to fl. Even so, Im starting to think that maybe NYC either makes you love it, or makes you extremely bitter. I have come to see both sides of the spectrum, but no real in between. Since I posted by apartment on Craigslist.com and no one in Orlando seems to know much about that site, I have been getting all of my offers from out of state...9 times out of 10 from nyc. I have had numerous convos with people that should be asking me questions about my place, but yet go off on some tangent about the income tax increase, how they have to pay $30 a day to park in the city, how they have 9 inches of counterspace in their kitchen, you name it, Ive heard it. I can understand why NYC may not be for them, but why do they feel the need to rant about it....like I am going to change my mind. I had a guy last night call about my apartment and he asked me where I was looking to live in nyc. I told him in the West Village. He proceeded to retort "ha, good luck, prices are crazy there...they are everywhere". Wow Mr. Bronx, I had no idea NYC would be expensive! No fucking way! Thats it, Im not going...good thing you told me.

Now of course I have talked to people like Jason, Teahouseblossom, and various others who seem to really love their nyc life. I've visited a good amount of times now, but that doesnt even matter. I knew from the first trip that I loved that city. No one can change that, only me. Am I saying that after 2 yrs of living there I wont dislike certain things? Of course not. No city is perfect, but I will find out these imperfections on my own. Until then, shut it :)

Oh, and ps, if you've never lived in nyc or even visited nyc, you have to DOUBLE shut it because you have nothing to back up your nonsense.

Example: (actual conversation)

Girl- "You're moving to nyc? Why?"

Me- "Well I think its a great city and I am going to attend graduate school"

Girl- "I cant believe you would move there, its so dirty and full of crime, and I heard that people pee in the streets!"

Me- "Have you actually ever even been to nyc?"

Girl- "No, but I've heard....."

Riiiiight.

Close encounters of the famous kind

I was reading something the other day on celebrity sightings and that got me thinking about the possible increase in "stars" I might see due to my upcoming move to Manhattan. The thing that stinks though, is that there could be tons of different famous people around me and I wouldnt even know it. Writers, directors, politicians, you name it...I am familiar with names, but most likely wouldn't have any clue if I saw them on the street.

So anyways, Im interested in knowing of any experiences you readers have had with a so-called celebrities, especially those of you who live in nyc. My friend was telling me that she was reading something about what NYU grads will miss most and the majority said something like "I'll miss walking to class and seeing Benicio Del Toro pass me by". Now dont get me wrong, Im not one of those star-stuck crazies that if I see someone famous Im going to run over to them and bother them...not at all. I probably wouldnt even say anything to them...maybe try to snap a pic without them seeing, but what are the chances I would even be carrying a camera? Slim.

Well, since Ive lived in Melbourne, Fl for most of my life and Orlando for about 3 yrs...I have a few encounters I will share, but Im sure you all have way more.

Thanks to a lot of dancing that I did for Disney in highschool, I met a variety of stars including:
-Regis Philbin
-Kathy Lee Gifford
-Brian McKnight
-Betty White
-Brett Butler
-Ben Savage
-that "Topenga" girl from Boy Meets World
-Peabo Bryson
-Joey Lawrence
and some other people that I cant remember so they are obviously even less interesting than the ones I just listed.

other random meetings/sightings:

-Chris Tucker- I saw him on my 24th birthday in Downtown Orlando as he was coming from the Improv. I was drunk as hell, along with my friends, chatting it up with him and his friends who were in the car. I didnt even realize it was him until after we left that area and people were coming up and saying "you know that was Chris Tucker right?".

-Tracy McGrady- I was a hostess at Applebee's in Orlando during college and on one Saturday afternoon this badass black Mercedes pulled up. There was like no one in the restaurant, but as soon as I saw him I knew it was him. He was very soft spoken, but generally very polite. Oh yea, and a good tipper.

-JC Chasez- We spotted him from across the dancefloor at the Roxy nightclub in Orlando. Needless to say he was surrounded by girls...this was definitely before his nasty trucker haircut.

-Penny Hardaway- Ok so I didnt "meet" him, but a good friend of the family bought this trip from the Orlando Magic Gala that put her on a private jet with all of the Orlando Magic and flew her and the team to Chicago where they were to play the Bulls. Well since I was in love with Penny, I wrote this ridiculously silly letter to him, complete with cut out pictures and the works (ok I was like 15, gimme a break). Anyways, she gave him the letter on the plane and he really liked it, signed one of the pics on it, and sent it to me. So that was pretty cool. Too bad he turned out to be a bastard traitor. Where are ya now Penny? Yea, thats what I thought.

Ok, well I cant remember anymore offhand so that's it.

I am sure you all can top that list with one or two interesting encounters...so please, have at it.

Weekend Rewind

Well I hope everyone had a great Fourth of July. Mine turned out not too shabby at all. We ended up going over to Tampa on Sunday and watching the fireworks over in the Channelside area. The rest of the night is somewhat a mishmosh of happenings that I will state in the oh so lovely bulleted form:

-death by Jamaican Rum shots- that shit will get you drunk hella fast

-cocktails in what looked like a vampires' living room

-getting down and dirty on the dancefloor while being videotaped. Yea. It seemed cool at the time, now umm, not so much since I have no idea who those people were. Id like to think they were a Christian group vacationing and just wanted a few snapshots of the night. Yea, that would be ok.

-walking across the channelside area, in pj's, and grabbing a cab to what we NOW know is the "worst possible part of town", where we grabbed some food as the numerous drug deals commenced around us. Thank God we never got out the car.

-coming back to the apartment and seeing Chase in a little naked ball on the couch. We laughed as we left him there and hopped into his ultra comfy bed.

Yea so it was eventful, and worth the drive. Good times. Brian's movie star pose will be my pic of the week, come this evening when I can post it. Try to contain yourselves until then.

Aside from that, the rest of the weekend was nice and relaxing.

Not sure if anyone caught the Women's Wimbledon finals on Saturday, but Maria Sharapova kicked ass to win the title. It was a good match and a well deserved victory. She's like Kournikova, except she wins.....oh and shes not a self-righteous bitch.....yet.
In my "dork" news... apparently I was misinformed this weekend when I was told the new "star" of Jeopardy had finally lost out. Anyone who watches this show will know about Ken Jennings, a contestant that has been on the show now for about a month, winning over 3/4 a million dollars. He DIDN'T lose, and won again last night. You rock Ken.


Well, its about that time in which I grab some food and read CNN.com for an hour. 21 days until my last day of work...let the drumroll begin.

No offense, but GROSS

Well I am sure everyone is familiar with the largely popular dvd/vhs hit "Girls Gone Wild". If not, you are too old and out of date to be allowed to read this blog, please exit now.

Well through college I have seen this dvd as an expected part of the a male college student's collection. Have I ever watched it? No, I've been on spring break, and with me being female, I am pretty familiar with what boobs look like. Why agonize and watch all the same sluts that you went to highschool with, not to mention the guys standing there like they all JUST hit puberty that exact second.

Anyways, that being said, I know they are stupid videos, but yet big sellers. Well, today I was greeted with this lovely announcement:

So now there is "Guys Gone Wild". Ok first of all, whoever created this (obviously a guy), knows very little about women. I would have to say, just through experience and general knowledge, that the majority of women do NOT find the penis attractive. I mean are they even showing it on here? They have to right? I mean otherwise who is going to buy a video of guys with their shirts off?? Go to the beach people. Anyways, I would really be interested in hearing other people's views on this. People could argue that guy strippers are hugely popular, etc, but that is WAY different. The male dancers are popular because ladies like the interaction, they like the guy being right there, looking at them, not because they cant get their eyes of his "manhood". I can see it as a gag gift, but other than that, I think we want something right in front of us. Porn is different because I would assume most people watch a "couple" have sex and not just some guy standing there doing God knows what.

I'm not saying this video wont sell. Hell, if I was a gay man I would be all over it, but as far as their supposed target audience (women)... they couldn't be further off.

I think my opinion is stated best in this excerpt from Seinfeld:

Jerry: "Well, I was walking around naked in front of Melissa the other day--"
Elaine: "Whoa! Walking around naked? Ahh... that is not a good look for a
man."
George: "Why not? It's a good look for a woman."
Elaine: "Well, the female body is a... work of art. The male body is
utilitarian, it's for gettin' around, like a jeep."
Jerry: "So you don't think it's attractive?"
Elaine: "It's hideous. The hair, the... the lumpiness. It's simian."
George: "Well, some women like it."
Elaine: "Hmm. Sickies."

Have a good weekend :)

Movie Builder-Uppers SUCK!

Well I went to see "The Notebook" last night. I guess you could say I had somewhat high expectations being as how the trailer was good and everyone I talked to that had seen it said how great it was and how I was sure to cry, blah blah. So, since I think Ryan Gosling is incredibly hot, in a Jason Lee sort of way, I thought I would check it out.

Well the story was good, yet somewhat predictable. I could hear people crying all through the movie and I kept thinking I was missing something since I wasn't sad. Since everyone had said how much I would cry, I was waiting for this HUGE scene or something to happen that would open the teargates, and in turn, I neglected all of the regular scenes that I now assume is what caused all the tears. I dont get it. I mean it was good, don't get me wrong, but I guess I just expected way too much. If no one had said anything to me about the movie, I probably would have gone in there and balled my eyes out. It was worth seeing though, especially if you are in the mood for a "summer romance" flick. I was impressed with Rachel McAdams performance. Coming from "Mean Girls" I didnt expect much, but she is truly likeable in this movie.

A movie coming out that I haven't mentioned in previous posts, and that I think will be worth the watch is "Wimbledon". Crappy title, but I think it will be really good.

Did anyone see Spiderman 2 last night? I'm curious to see how it was. I think I was the only one out of my group of friends to like the first one.

Also, if you happen to be in NY or NJ, I would definitely go see Napoleon Dynamite. If the movie makes me laugh half as much as the commercials do, it will be funny as hell.