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Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Wed, 28 Jun 2006 18:33:32 GMT

On Monday I received a delivery attempt notice from the post office, and I checked off the box that said "Leave package" and the next morning I left the notice on the mailbox. 2 days later and the package has still not been delivered. So today I called the post office on the card... here is that conversation:

Lady on phone: Van Brunt Post Office.
Me: Hi. I received a delivery no-
Lady (cutting me off): We're closed, ma'am.
Me: Well, I'm not coming in or anything. I just-
Lady (still rude): Tomorrow morning, ma'am.
Me: Fine. Bye.

Five minutes pass.

Lady on phone: Van Brunt Post Office.
Me: Hi. I just called about-
Lady (bitchily): We're closed.
Me: Yeah, I understand that, but I want to know why you're answering the phone if you're not going to answer my simple question.
<Silence>
Me: Because if you're not going to answer any questions why are you bothering to even pick up the phone?
<Silence>
Lady (quietly): Because I'm waiting for a phone call.
Me: Well you still don't need to be nasty to me when I ask a question. If you're going to be rude, don't answer the phone.
<Click>

I didn't even wait for a response. What a bitch. I am still pissed off. I mean... am I wrong?!

Monday, June 19, 2006

Mon, 19 Jun 2006 20:06:39 GMT

OK, so I am slacking again. What can I say? I am lazy. Well, also I am tired, not just lazy. By the time I remember what I want to write, I am ready to go to bed! I need to keep a little notebook with me and jot down all these little tidbits of information so that I don't
forget them.

Since I can't possibly remember all the stuff that happened since I last wrote, I will delight you all with a recap of my 3 most interesting subway experiences. They are not incredibly wonderful, but they were interesting at the time, and still pretty interesting if I do say so myself.

The first was about a month ago – Brad and I got on the subway at City Hall-Brooklyn Bridge to go home, and there was a woman sitting down all hunched over. Her chest was on her knees and her head was hanging over her knees and she was kinda slipping toward the floor. She wasn't homeless – she was dressed in "normal" clothes, and had a purse and
some shopping bags with her, but they were just dangling from her wrist on the seat next to her. I looked at Brad and was like, I wonder if she is OK. There were a few other people that were probably wondering the same thing, so I watched to see if she was gonna get up when she felt herself sliding more off the seat. After about a minute, I decided that something was off and I told Brad I was gonna see if she was OK. Before I could, some woman, probably in her mid-20's aks aloud "Isn't anybody going to see if she is ok?!" And she said it with such a holier-than-thou attitude and with such a disgusted look on her face, I wanted to be like, Um, if you're so concerned, why don't you ask? But I decided it wasn't worth the effort, and I just went over to the woman and kneeled down next to her. I put my hand on her knee and was like, "miss, are you alright?" And she kind of awoke with a jerk, like you do when you are startled out of sleep. She looked at me and I could tell she was pretty out of it, and she was like, Oh thank you miss, I'm fine, I just took some medicine that I shouldn't have" and she sounded a little like she was drunk or something, but not really. I asked her if she needed any help and if she wanted me to get some medical help at the next station but she said no, that her sister was waiting for her at the last stop. She started talking to me about how she got different medications from different doctors and she took them together but she thinks it was probably a bad idea. She takes some pill bottles out of her bag and shows me what she took- a heavy duty antidepressant/tranquilizer like Xanax and Tylenol with Codeine. Needless to say, these 2 are pretty powerful on their own, let alone taken together. No wonder she was knocked on her ass. She explained that she had a bad back so that's why she had the painkillers, and also that her other sister died last week and that is why she was on the tranquilizer. I told her I was sorry and I listened to her until it was my stop. I asked her again if she needed any assistance and she said she would be ok. The woman sitting next to me said that she was going to the same stop and would make sure the lady got off the train. The lady was like, "thank you for being so kind, God bless you, thank you for your kindness." I felt much better knowing that the woman was not laying there dead on the train and no one was saying anything. You read about that every now and then; a homeless guy or an elderly woman sitting on a subway car for hours before anyone realizes they have died. I would have felt horrible if the woman was sick and needed medical help but no one asked. I still can't believe that other lady had the nerve to pass judgment on the rest of us when she clearly wasn't going to do anything. Some people…

Ok, so that event wasn't very funny, but definitely an interesting moment for me. The next thing, which happened about 2 weeks ago, was a funny one. We are going home from work and we get off at our stop (Grand Army Plaza, on the 2/3) and depending on which stairs you use, there are either the regular turnstiles to exit to the revolving door type exits. We were on the side with the revolving exits. There are only 2, and sometimes there are a lot of people, so we are waiting to exit, and I go in, and start turning it, and it stops! So I push again and it is not moving, and I'm thinking, holy crap and I'm stuck in a turnstile! So I turn around to see why it is stuck and to get Brad's opinion, and there is a woman in the little space with me!!! I am so taken aback by it, my face must have been reading "WTF?" So the lady is like, I am so sorry! I turn back around and we kind of shimmy around in baby steps so that the thing opens on the one side and we get out. I turn and wait for Brad, and the woman is like, "Oh I am so embarrassed! I wasn't paying attention and just walked in, I'm so sorry!" I laughed and was like, that's Ok, I've done that with regular revolving doors before (which is true – I did it when I was little, when I was with my dad, and I got into the same little space as him, he was like, what the heck are you doing?) lol. After the woman was out of earshot, I was laughing hysterically with Brad. It was just one of those random little things that doesn't really hurt anyone, and you can get mad or you can appreciate the humor of it and laugh til your belly hurts. I prefer the latter!

Ok, so the most recent moment was this past Friday. We were going to work and we got on the train at Grand Army Plaza. Sometimes if there is a seat, I will take it if no one else wants it, so I did. One stop later, a man and woman get on. He has a suitcase and she has a little baby in her arms – he couldn't have been more than a few weeks old (so cute!). So when I saw her, I stood up and was like, here, please sit. Both the man and woman said thank you, and she sat with the baby, who was starting to cry. I think they were tourists; their suitcase said Turkish Airlines on it. The woman was cradling the baby, trying to calm him down, and all of a sudden, she whips out her breast and starts breastfeeding right there! I saw nipple! Now, I don't really have too much of an opinion on breastfeeding in public; I don't think it is the same as someone flashing his genitals on the subway, but I don't necessarily think it is appropriate either. I suppose if they are European, things are different from where they come from, as Europeans are more comfortable with the body than Americans. From what I hear, half the commercials over there have topless women in them. But in America, we take these things a little differently. Like, maybe if she had a little blanket or something she could have draped over the baby, that would have been OK, but no – there was this breast just hanging out on the subway. While many people view it as something beautiful between a mother and child, others may be offended. What if a young
child saw it and wanted to know what the baby was doing? What if his parents were not ready/willing to explain it to him? It really is a difficult topic, one that cannot be answered easily. Either way, it was an interesting morning!

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Thu, 11 May 2006 21:32:19 GMT

Damn, I'm slacking again. I really don't mean to, but by the time I get home from work, eat dinner, and shower, I am ready to go to bed! Now I know what my mom was talking about all those years… Being an adult is not very exciting. I don't have anything to look forward to. Actually, nowadays, sleep is a pretty nice prospect.

Speaking of prospects, this weekend Brad and I spent most of Sunday walking around our neighborhood, and we took a stroll through Prospect Park. It is beautiful there, lots of green grass and trees. I wish I could lay in the grass and fall asleep. But you have to be careful, because someone might kill you if you do that past dark. Well, maybe not right past sunset, but late at night you don't want to be walking around Prospect Park by yourself. Technically, you don't want to be walking around any park in New York by yourself at night. But I do feel safe in my neighborhood and my building. That is one thing I was not going to compromise on when we were looking for a place.

Today at work I went to a public hearing on Street Furniture (this includes bus shelters, newsstands/kiosks and soon pubic toilets!). It was pretty interesting. Howie, my boss, testified and answered questions (as did the Commissioner) and then people could speak for or against the contract. It seemed like the only ones complaining were the 2nd and 3rd bidders, and they were just pissed they lost the chance at the contract. So they have their lawyers try to find reasons why the RFP (Request for Proposal) is not valid and why is should be bid out again. Whatever, you lost, get over it. I hope the committee approves the contract; Howie and Sarah and a lot of other people have been working very hard on it. Oh, and what is up with men putting their hands in their pants pockets and jingling the coins that are in there, especially during a public hearing? Two men standing near me
were doing it, I wanted to punch them in their collective faces.

Yesterday (may 10) was the 6th anniversary of my grandfather's death. He died the last week of classes my freshmen year - I thought about it all day. I thought about all the things that my grampy wanted for me, and I decided that he would be so happy and proud if he was around. He would be ecstatic that I have a government job, and I know he would love Brad. (He would like Molly too, because she doesn't pee on the couch like his cat did). I just wish he could have seen all these things for himself. But I think maybe he can see what's going on, and I think he's proud of me… somewhere.

More about family, my sister had her junior prom last week, and I really would have liked to be there, but I could not take the time from work. But I saw pictures, she looked beautiful, I can't believe my little sister is almost 17. Holy crap, did I just write that?? How can she be 17?! I know I got older, but I guess I will always see her as my little baby sister. Like any other sisters, we have had our share of fights, but we have to stick together, because we are lucky to have each other, and I remember that everyday.

Ok, now that I am getting all mushy, I think it is time to go. I really do enjoy writing these entries, I forget how good it feels to get this stuff down on (the proverbial) paper. I don't know why, but it is cathartic. I need to remember that.

Monday, May 01, 2006

Mon, 01 May 2006 19:53:14 GMT

so this weekend was really great. we went to binghamton, basically for hysteria, but it was spring fling too. I hung out with the boys; we had sno-cones, and cotton candy, and funnel cake (yea, i was a pig), and then sunday was hysteria. besides my bing boys, i saw michi, pete, dave, jordan, sharon, a whole bunch of people, and it was a beautiful day. I even got a little sunburned on my face but its not too bad. oh, and did i mention that Roosevelt WON?! I'm so proud of them, they did such a good job. i used to miss doing all that stuff a lot, and i still do, but now i appreciate just watching and enjoying it from the sidelines (although i guess i still wish i could participate a little). i will have pictures up soon i hope!

work was ok today, i actually had stuff to do, so it went by pretty quickly. brad and i had lunch, and i didnt want to go back inside, it was so nice out! but alas, it is only monday, so i have to do it four more time before the weekend :-p

"everybody knows, it sucks to grow up..."

Thu, 27 Apr 2006 20:39:05 GMT

so in the last 2 days i have been to the lower east side for work twice. the first was to drop off a purchase order, then today i actually had to pick up the purchase! it wasn't too bad, it was nice to get out of the office for a little bit, and it was a beautiful day!

did anyone ever notice that in the union square 456 station, there are moving subway platforms? they are these little grates that move to fill in the space between the platform and the train. it was really neat - i never saw them before. i kept hearing the announcement "ladies and gentlemen, please do not stand on the moving platforms until the train is stopped" and i am thinking what the hell are they talking about? but then when the train came, i saw it, and i was like, ohhhh, thats cool. yeah, im a dork and a resident-tourist.

it is nice to finally have internet, i was going crazy. but its funny, because now that i am working, i am too tired to stay up late and talk to people being an adult is stinky.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Mon, 24 Apr 2006 19:05:08 GMT

Well, I do believe this has been the longest I have ever gone without writing an entry. Almost 5 months… and what a crazy and eventful 5 months it has been! Wow, there is so much to write about, I will just have to give the extremely abridged version.

Let's see… in December, Brad started working at the NYC Dept. of Buildings (the week of the transit strike actually) and he enjoys it. In February, I began working for the NYC Dept. of Transportation. I am the Staff Assistant to the Deputy Commissioner of Procurement and Technology Services. That sounds really fancy, but my job isn't that fancy. Basically, I work for one of the nine Deputy Commissioners, Howie, who is really nice and fun to work for. The D/Cs are 3rd in the food chain, under the First Deputy Commissioner, and then the Commissioner. I have a few different responsibilities; a large part of my time is spent handling the dept's purchasing. Almost everything the DOT buys goes through me first. Also, I do a few special projects for Howie and for Sarah, who is the Director of Operations, and right below Howie. She is very nice also. Lately I have been working closely with the Divisions of Alternative Fuels and Private Ferries. Alt. Fuels works to decrease emissions throughout the city (works with MTA and such) and Private Ferries handles the licensing of landing slips for private ferry companies to make stops. This is not the same as the Staten Island Ferry (which DOT also runs).

I work in Tribeca (or TriBeCa if you prefer), at Worth and Church Streets. I actually have an office (with a door – not a cubicle) but I am getting booted soon because they are hiring someone new and she will get an office and I will get a {GASP} cubicle, which really sucks, because I like having the privacy and the space. But in summer of '07 we are moving to a new building (that is another one of my responsibilities – helping with the consolidation) and I will have a cubicle there, so I guess I should get used to it early. Whatever – it still sucks. I won't have anything to taunt Brad with (he is jealous, he has a cubicle), but he will probably have an office sometime soon, because they love him there. But I get comp time, so that's cool.

So that's the job – it is about a 35 to 40 minute commute to our new apartment! For those who don't know, we moved to an apartment in Park Slope, Brooklyn. (Pictures are from before we moved in). It is really nice, in an apartment building, not a brownstone. It was renovated completely before we moved it, so everything is new. Despite some issues with the cable (Time Warner is the devil), we are finally settling in and are very happy! Molly likes it too – she sits on the window sill all day and watches the backyards of the houses behind us (our apartment is in the back of the building, so it is nice and quiet). We have nice new IKEA furniture (also some drama there, but finally taken care of), a dishwasher, and even laundry in the building (which is clutch). An extra room would have been nice, but I still love it, we really lucked out.

Hmm, I don't know what else to talk about… There are pages and pages of stuff that happened over the last few months, but there is no way I could remember everything and write it down. I'll probably think of things in bits and pieces and write about them. Like the tons of apartments we saw that were so shitty but wanted so much money. Or the one that installed a loft-type area that was so low that Brad's head touched the ceiling. Or the one that advertised "New Stylish Kitchen" but forgot to add "from the 1970's" after it. I could go on and on.

Oh, Feb 12th was not only my 25th birthday, but the biggest snowfall in NYC history. We were snowed in at Brad's house, my family couldn't come down, it was depressing. But Brad's family got me a cake, that was nice. The day before that we met up with some of my friend's from high school – that was really great. And now that I am finally living in the city, I hope I will see them more. Now that I am settled, I hope to see all my friends more. Between moving the stuff from L.I. to the apt, and from Binghamton to the apt, I haven't had any free weekends. But that should change now. I need some regularity in my life again.

OK, well, I guess that's it for now. I'm sure there is more to come…

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Sat, 03 Dec 2005 22:53:41 GMT

today i went to my grandparents for lunch, my dad and erika were there. it was nice to see them all. i stopped on the way and bought my grandmother whipped cream (regular and chocolate) and my grandfather boston market creamed spinach (frozen). he loves that stuff. my grandma opened the whipped cream before we even got into the apartment. she is never quite sure how to get it out, so she kind of puts it in her mouth like a bottle. the elevator opened just as she did it, and 2 people were in there and just stared at her for a second when the door opened. erika and i started laughing hysterically. after lunch, i drove with erika to buy light bulbs for their apartment, it was good to spend time with her.

i knew brad and everyone would be gone when i got back, so i came home and played some more with my beads. i made 3 more pairs of earrings. i wonder if i could sell them. i think they're nice...

today i got a letter from the human resource administration of NYC, i applied there a few weeks ago... it was just a letter saying they got my application, but brad had applied there a few times, and each time he got a "non-selection letter" (thats exactly what it said at the top of the letter). so maybe i have like, a 1% chance at this job. whatever, im not going to hold my breath...

i still sleep a lot

Friday, December 02, 2005

Fri, 02 Dec 2005 00:25:53 GMT

in the last week, i have come across at least 2 job postings that i had applied to months ago, but instead of interviewing me, they reposted it. thats really... i dont know, its just really hurtful. i know its not personal, and these people have lots of stuff to do, but its just really frustrating that all these people would rather go through the entire hiring process again than even give me a chance.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 21:41:52 GMT

wow. so it has been exactly a month since i wrote last. that might be the longest ive ever gone. i feel a little bad, while at the same time i dont care.

the last month has been a roller coaster. since thanksgiving we have been down on long island, at brad's house. we looked at some apartments, i have been applying to jobs (finally got rejected from citigroup) and i am trying to stay sane. its so hard when sometimes i feel like i have nothing to look forward in my life.

i just got back from dinner with jessica and lindsay, it was nice. we went to the grand lux cafe, it was good. before dinner i walked around the mall with linz for a bit, then after dinner i walked around with jess. ive decided that i just dont fit in down here. i cant afford all the fancy things they sell in the department stores, and for the most part, i dont want those things, although it would be nice to own a cool bag, or a really nice pair or shoes. i am too plain. i am an Old Navy girl in a Banana Republic world.

living in brad's house isnt bad, its just that there is not much room. the other cats (well, the boy cats) chase after molly, and she hisses and growls at them; playing hard-to-get i say. brad's parents are nice, and dont seem to hate having me here, although i think they are just being nice sometimes. brad's sisters are really nice, although i dont have much in common with stefanie. suzette is really fun, she is definitely someone i would be friends with if we went to school together.

i sleep alot lately. is that bad?

im going to try to write more. maybe it will do me good...

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Thu, 27 Oct 2005 19:11:58 GMT

yesterday i was sick of sitting around the house, i so went to the mall to walk around. i went to see if roseanne was working, and she was! so we had lunch together, so much fun then later she came over to my house and we hung out, looked at pictures from HS. it was so funny to remember some things.

today i didnt do anything. literally. i sat around, actually, laid around, and watched tv most of the day. i brushed molly a few times. she enjoyed that. so while i was bored i decided to look at the quotes i had collected over the years. they are all on my geocities website, so i just copied some of them into my xanga. taken out of context, they are pretty funny. hell, even in context they were funny. *disclaimer* if you are quoted, and want to be taken out, just let me know. enjoy!

you gotta figure like 80% of guys would do you if they had the chance -jess

"yeah so now you can see my whale" -david

jessd2783: we can be lesbian lovers
jessd2783: now that you have a video camera

Amy: I saw Deep Thoughts today and thought of you.
Spanky: I saw a hooker on the corner and thought of you.

Amy: I gotta tell you something, but you cant be weird
Jess: are you a lesbian?

"i'm nobody's english muffin" -David

Shelfish27: hooray! i love pjs
Shelfish27: i think i would marry them

We can't do this. You look cute and I look like an ogre.
    Me to Linz, when skipping arm in arm from the DH

Change it to the happy blob. This one is freaking me out. I think it wants to kill me. I'm serious.
    -Pete about my buddy icon

Jess: OK, I'll put on pants and come down.
Amy: OK, but don't wear pants.
Jess: It's a requirement, we're not going to Newing.

David: I just wrote this song. **Plays bad noise on guitar**
Amy: How's about you unwrite it.
David: I can't.
Amy: Well TRY
David: Can you uncry a tear?

"Well, you're quite interesting....will make a good case study too if I declare Psychology." -David

J: You're a cracker-whore.
A: As opposed to a crack whore?
J: Right

A: Where are you going?
J: To brown my buns!

I'm going to rip your head off and throw it down the hall!

I ripped boyfriend in 2!

Amy: Jordan, try this cookie.
Jordan: What's in it?
A: Just eat it. <pause> Are you allergic to anything?
J: Walnuts
A: Gimme back the cookie.

Lauren: As long as it's in your mouth, you might as well blow.

A: I have something that's weird...
J: Besides your face?

Amy: When I was born....
David: Your nose got stuck?

Jess, on why I need her sex talks now: "You can't just call me up in the middle of it!"

Is she hot? Or does she look like you?
-David, about my cousin

Jess: I think Gap stopped making the modern bootcut stretch jeans.... I need them to live.

A: He has a girlfriend!
J: He has a girlfriend?
A: Yeah!
J: OK, yeah, by the name of Right Hand. "Righty" affectionately.

"I like them long cuz I like to challenge myself and see if I can fit the whole thing in my mouth at once."
                      -Me, about my linguini noodles

Spanky, in response to my "Bite me" away message: You shouldn't have an away message like that. 4 out of 5 sluts say it's bad for business.