back to my old ways

i started my class last week.

first, before i get in to this story, i have to tell you that i am not at all interested in this class. it's communications law. i did everything i could to NOT take this class. i registered for a different class, but they collapsed it with communications law.

so anyway.

eventhough i did not want to take this class i decided to approach it like a real student. for once in my life, i decided to do the homeowrk in advance, take excellent notes, and pay full attention in class.

that new attitude ended about 30 minutes in to the class when the teacher/lawyer announced that he would be giving two exams. then he asked if that was okay, so i said, "i hate tests." he replied with, "yeah no one likes tests." but at least a couple of my classmates agreed with me. so things have already gone downhill and that was the first week of class.

i was still determined to keep up on my classwork. for the first week i had to read about 75 pages of the (tragically boring) text. i started last week. i still have not finished. class is in one hour. i just can not be bothered. does this make me a bad student? do people really read everything? i just can not. there is just too much tv to watch.

maybe i will try to repair my habits this week.

doubtful.

creepy on a new level

so we moved our office. we're now on the ninth floor rather than the first.
it's smaller and colder, but it's good.

in our last location i could look out the top of my frosted window and see the asian massage parlor across the street. it was always fun to watch an older guy get confused by the location and eventually give up when no one answered.

now that we're on the ninth floor, the view out my window is of china town and the ben franklin bridge. it's pretty nice. especially this morning when it was snowing. i can't wait for a thunder storm.

but the view from the other end of the studio is excellent. you can see center city and city hall. but the best part is the view of the hotel. and the binoculars sitting on the window ledge.

yes, you can see it all. and it is funny. i think i need to invest in a pair to use at home.
does that make me creepy?

waa

today sucked.

i woke up on the wrong side of the bed. and puked. haha. no kidding, i have no idea why, but i puked. i'm not sick. well, i know why i puked, but the details are not necessary. no, i was not hung over.

so i go outside to walk to work and it's slippery. pain in my izzzass.

i get to work and it is freezing. the heat hardly works. awesome! not really.
and i have an hour and a half long meeting. so boring.

but now i get to leave. i am sleepy.

happy winter.

why i am a loser

i seriously like american idol. i first wrote "i seriously love american idol," but that just isn't right. i like it. a lot.

i know that they pick on people and i know it's wrong, but in the end it is hilarious and entertaining. and these fools know what they are getting in to. and honsetly, i think simon cowell is a true comedian.

the one thing i wish they would do is focus a little more on the people who did make it. i hate it when we get to hollywood and don't know who half teh people are. at least put their bios up on a web site or something? geeks like me would be all over that!

so to take my loser-dom to a new level, i just discovered the american idol contestants' and winners' "celebrity playlists" on itunes. i just took a look and wasn't surprised by many of their selections. the selections ranged from beyonce to live. but the best was ruben studdard's list. i wish i could copy and paste it here, but i can't. all of his selctions are luther vandross. and it is backed up by a paragraph written by rubes that talks about the memories lutha invokes and the many lives he touched. amazing.

ok, enough of my dorkiness.

twenty

i had a weird night last night.

i traveled during the day for work and then had my first class of the semester. the class let out early, so i headed home at about 7. emily was at the mall and i realized that i did not have my house key! i called some friends on the way home to see if i could hang out with them while waiting for emily. no go. all 2 of my friends were not home. so i went to a bar. duh.

emily met me an hour later and we had drinks and dinner. before she came in, i was talking to the bartender and waitress. they got a call right as i walked in--they were expecting 20 people to come in to the bar in about 30 minutes. when emily came in, i told her, "20 people are coming here soon. it's gonna get crowded"

she misundertsood me, apparently, because after they showed up, she asked, "why do you think these people are twatty?"

i said twenty. although, twatty was fitting.

white noize

did you ever know that they make machines that will make "white noise"?
well they do.

we just moved in to a new office space and the acoustics suck. i can hear everything coming from all directions. it's sort of annoying and it makes me nervous about playing my music. especially my "dre day" album. fareel.

so my boss, who sits like 5 feet from me, on the other side of this wall--not really a wall, more like a half wall or built-in partition--decided that he needs something to break up the noise. we were going to get satellite radio to play in the background of the studio, which would be awesome, but some people think we all can't agree on music. again, i must bring up "dre day".

so he ordered 3 "white noise" machines to put between our offices. haha. so now, rather than hearing his talk radio, i will hear the quiet moan of the white noise. whooooosh or "pssssssss" is what i am expecting. but wouldn't it be funny if it sounded like a constant fart?

probably not.

working sloth

i'm working from home today and i'm not really sure if i like it or not.

i woke up at 8:30, made some coffee, and headed up to my office. no one i work with was online until about 9:30 and i ended up feeling like a real nerd. so i started to work. 45 minutes later...still no one. finally by 10 am i was in touch with a coworker. it wasn't that i needed to speak to anyone, it was just the principle. if i am working, so should the rest of the 12 people i work with.

in the meantime, my email and work phone have been down all day. so, it's not like any of my clients can call or email me. i mean, they can try, but i am at home, laying on the couch in my office with my laptop on my lap. sorry! every once in a while i get up to work on the PC at the desk. but i have to say that i prefer the Mac. It's better.

so i guess the point of this post is that i feel like a total sloth. it's now about 4pm and i am still in a tee shirt and sweatpants (not the kind with elastic waistband and legs, although it would be funny if i had those). i guess it's better to get up, get ready and start working. maybe if i have to do this again that is what i will do. maybe.

i mean, i guess it's not bad to be sloth-like for one day. is it? it's not like i didn't get my work done.

enjoy the weekend.

i hate verizon

i hate verizon for a variety of reasons, but the most recent has to to with this:




the new iphone. i love it. i need it. i will get it.

why does verizon let cingular get all of the great new technology under exclusive contract? cingular is smart because come june, i am paying to get out of my verizon contract and siugning up with them to get this thing. it will be like $1,000 but it will be worth it.

it better be.

a new train character

so now that i moved further south from center city i am taking a different train.

i'm now taking the broad street subway rather than the market street el. and as i discussed with rose last night, the subway is definitely a lower calibur ride. the trains are more run down, although they now have a new pa system that uses a british female voice (so awkward and funny in philadelphia, because i think it pisses people off when she says "doors closing"). so the train itself is of a lower calibur, but the people. oh, the people. they are on a much higher calibur, comedy-wise (of course). and by that i mean they are so, so, so entertaining.

there is one character i have in mind while typing. i have seen him twice in two days--standing in the same exact spot, wearing the same exact clothes and giving the same dead stare. he's creepy. it's so hard for me to explain. he looks like he was maybe on the fringe of being a "hip" dude in the 6os (meaning he really tried but never made it there), but then when he hit the 80s, he just stopped trying. are you following me? if not, let me give you specifics:

i have to start with the hair. it's long and straggly, but bushy. oh and it's three-toned: orange and black mop top and grayish (probably natural color) straggling frills down the neck, past the shoulder. it's sick. and not in a good way. moving on in the hair department: he's got a soul patch. and a goatee. for some reason this makes me think he was like a 60s south philly soul band guy? weird, i know.

moving on...the clothes. TIGHT, in a word. the pants, in particular, made me throw up just a little in my mouth. yes, ladies, you could see it all...if you wanted to. and if you were sitting and he was standing (as it were), you couldn't avoid the junk. especially if you were giggling about the fact that he was wearing white jeans with hightops. i should also add that the pants didn't actually zip all the way up or button at the top...they were held together by a belt. AMAZING. but it was topped off with a shirt and tie (tie undone, of course--he's way too cool). but it just seemed like everything probably had a layer of smoke on it. eww. oh, an i guess the tie wasn't the real topper...the suncoast video nametag/lanyard was.

the dude was in a haze the whole time. i think he was drugged. but he got off at the city hall stop both days. so i am guessing you could find him in suncoast video at the gallery. that's my next stop. you should check it out too.

if you go, ask him if they sell horror videos, because he was a fucking fright.

when i say "i love you" i mean it.

a friend of mine was just telling me about how some people in her office were engaged over the holidays. the engagement stpries made me think about our wedding and a really great story.

we had to do the whole catholic thing, you know. so during the mass we had to take a rose to the statue of mary and they played ave maria or something. so as emily and i are standing there "praying" i lean over a bit and whisper, "i love you." emily responded (appropriately) with, "i love you too." and i go, "i was talking to mary."

it was a moment to be remembered forever.

i'm back: the holiday recap

the holidays are over and i am actually pretty sad.

i had off from work all last week and it was glorious. but not long enough. when it came down to it, i only had 3 extra days off. i had these really lofty ideas about doing all kinds of work around the house. alli did was refinish the furniture my aunt gave us. and now we have a white bedroom set for the spare room. all are welcome to come and stay. unless i don't know you or don't like you. sorry.

so, minus not having enough time to do a lot of stuff, the holidays were nice. we went to my parents' for christams eve lunch and gave our gifts to my grandmother and erika (and the boys eventually since basically everyone ruined their gifts by giving them itunes gift cards before they actually got their ipods). erika opened her gift from us (a gold, pop up book of graceland--emily got it at urban outfitters and it is pretty cool) and declared "this is a joke." later on we made her reopen it and she decalred it was "prettiful." if you are a die-hard, velvet painting owning elvis fan, it is quite prettiful indeed. love her.

then we went to church. it's always funny to go to church on a big holiday. the family in front of us had 3 kids and the youngest was acting up a bit. in fact, at one point the mother whisper-yelled at her and called her an "animal." of course she replied very loudly with, "i'm not an animal" during the homily. it was great.

christmas eve night was spent with the fees. very nice. christmas day was spent in connecticut. a fun day. brian and val pulled out the games and good times were had.

new year's was fun. went to janae's party and relived my 20's. we played flip cup in the basement and danced. i actually had a great time. new year's day was more quiet than expected due to the rain. we were supposed to get all mummered up, but it was cancelled. we went grocer shopping and bought lots of ingredients for the recipes i got in my new cookbook. exciting to me.

so that's it. happy 2007.