Chupa Chups: March 2007

What can I say

I will be joining the week-long annual meeting of the American Association of Physical Anthropology tomorrow in Philly—the land of brotherly love. I am extra excited to be getting on the death chamber known as the Chinatown bus (Fun Wah) for 2 ½ hours. Will be praying to the lord baby jesus that we make it there and back in one piece. After a few hours with the nerds, I plan to hop on the metro/cab to Jim’s, home of the best whiz steaks ever! Jim is the king of steaks. I plan on bringing back about four or five steaks for the week. Once I have indulged in the world’s best, I will be going in and out of the lovely shops on South Street—although most of them are sex shops. Ha. This weekend is going to be a much needed escape from the city and all its hoopla. Hopefully I come back refreshed and ready to party the night away with the HS kids in our annual HS reunion.

Yes, besides being the annual AAPA meeting, it is also the annual (or what it seems like monthly) high school reunion. We even have dates for these events. Ha. Whatever it is something to do. Hopefully the whole night won’t be a major bust and I make it back down to the city to enjoy the company of little teach.

Random Catch Up:
It is almost April….which means it is almost May…which means the in-room roommate will soon be gone. YES! Not that I didn’t enjoy him there for the last few months but jeez it’s about time I get my room and privacy back. Lord if I have to hear him chew like that for much longer I am going to explode. Boys are just gross! They smell and need serious hygiene counseling.

Feeling a little disappointed with how things are going with the teacher. Guess it is truly one day at a time. I’m finally getting the ‘new’ relationship feelings, though, which is an awesome sign.

Dinner with Lydia wasn’t too bad. By the end of the night, she did try to convert me to Christianity, though. I, of course, was not having it. I did entertain the idea with her during the train ride, but, like, come on.

Why do the Hasidic Jews in the street seek out other Jews? Isn’t that racist? If you want to convert Jews, then by all means go for it but don’t leave out everyone else too. You should be fair.

Farwell Thoughts:

Oy Vey! It is the end of another grueling week. Hopefully next week will bring lots of clarity and joy. It is after all the beginning of a new month—a spring month, which means spring cleaning. Clean out the closets, the apartment, and your life!

Take life by the horns

By the looks of my last post, I have been incredibly MIA. Good news! I’m back—hopefully. After speaking with Katie this morning, I feel like I should be restructuring my life to how I had it back in January. Back in January, I was focused. I had a goal and I wanted to focus on it. The end results were that I accomplished my goal and I’m heading out of the country ‘indefinitely’. These past few weeks, albeit wonderful, have caused a minor detour in my plans. I know that if I focus on one thing that everything else takes a back seat, so as the saying goes “it is awfully lonely on top”. And, if you haven’t figured it out yet, I want and need to be on top. It has been my only true goal in life: get the Ph.D before thirty, somehow manage to alter the world, and then focus on the ‘personal’ barrage of every day life. Step one is thankfully on its way.

How do I continue on my path, though? I was taking inventory on the ‘things’ I want and realized that these are all material things. I should also have goals to improve the inner me. On Friday I bought Alan Watts’ The Book and hopefully it will give me the enlightenment I need. Perhaps that is what I need in my life, to seek for enlightenment. What do I want for the inner me? Peace of mind, body, and soul. I want to be at peace with myself and the world. I would also like to be sane- ha. No really. The world has a lot of beauty and I want to find it and experience it. I want to be one with the earth. Enjoy what time I have here and the people that share my life with me.

Random Catchup:

The alpha mom is not all too keen on the idea of making me black drapes. She thinks it is too morbid. She even commented on the fact that not even funeral homes have black drapes. Her suggestion was that I add little frilly things to it and to splash some color on it for contrast. One word mother, BORING!

I met up with a friend that I haven’t truly spoken to in two years. At times, I was even dreading the encounter because I knew what was to be discussed…mostly the damn kid who started to break my heart. All-in-all, it wasn’t too bad. His name was brought up but a lot less than I expected it to. Phew! Still upset me a tad.

Farewell Thoughts:
Carpe Diem is one of my favorite mottos ever and one of the hardest to follow. I am all about seizing the moment and the day. For many, this is a jaunting task, but it shouldn’t be. People need to learn how to relax and enjoy their surroundings because who knows how long they will be there.

Do I or don't I?

He’s cute, a musician, teacher, passionate, caring, loving, philosophical, and did I mention he has a nice rear. All great qualities in a guy and definitely someone I could fall for if I would just let me damn guard down. Being with him is amazing because it feels like we’ve been together for ages. My problem is that there isn’t enough of the cutesy first time stuff…there’s some but not enough. I was even bold enough to tell my mom about him. Never in a million years have I ever told my mom about someone I was dating…at least not while I was dating him—not even the guy I was falling in love with. He is a wonderful kisser and someone who is up-to-par with my level. He is even upfront with his feelings about me. I told you all great qualities but something is just not there. Something is missing. I need more of the za za zoo! God he is so good looking and with a nice behind. What do I do from here? Where do I go? This is such a perplexing time for me. I guess I could chuck it to me trying to emotionally block myself from everything before I make the grand voyage. Hmmmmmmmph!

Hopefully the beginning of a wonderful week

The second to last week in March begins with an unbelievable weekend, two unexpected work mornings, and a disgusting period to go along with it. Yes, the evil that enslaves all women arrived at my doorstep this weekend--at what is possibly one of the worst times but it has come in handy to help me slow down. Things with the teacher are going smoothly but a bit too fast. We barely met three weeks ago (I think) and already it seems that we have been in a two year relationship. I do love the connection we have. I just hope that it doesn’t sizzle out so quickly. I guess that’s my only real concern with it because it seems too good to be true. St. Paddy’s day was a major bust for me. Besides the green shirt I sported, it was pretty much like any other day. As for the unexpected work mornings, I have been actually waking up before eight! I know totally unbelievable but it feels good. Today was another story though because it took me forever to leave the house even after I woke up early.

Random Catch Ups:
If you didn’t hear, the evil that enslaves me has arrived and it is in full effect. It began with an excruciating lower body numbing feeling for hours. At one point, it was bad enough that I could barely walk five inches at a time.

Blister is NO more! Yes, it is finally GONE! See you later, please don’t come back. UGH! It messed up a few days for me but it did occur at an appropriate time. Thanks gods up in the heavens.

I’m getting back on track with “my” things. Checking in with the school essentials, talked to Katie last night, and it seems that I am getting back into the swing of things.

Spoke to my mom about boys, sex, and the fam last night. Such a random conversation but it was so cool to talk to my mom like that. Wow! Can you say someone is growing up and being seen as an adult.

Ugh! Little cramps building up.

Farewell Thoughts:

Periods suck!! One day all women should gang up against the gods that be and demand that they remove this eternal curse from us. Once they have removed it from us, they should let the men enjoy it for the next few millenniums. Sharing is caring!

St. Patty's Day

Happy St. Patrick's Day!
My St. Pat's began early or should I say started late. I arrived to the lovely homestead at around 8am to find out that I had left my keys. Ugh! Not the coolest but thank gawd someone was here. Trying to do little St. Pat's day events but all I've managed to do is put on a green shirt. Hopefully the real drinkers will come out soon to party.

Did I mention that the male roomie is mad at me? Apparently you must reply to all texts, phone calls, and emails no matter what. Time frame should be immeadiately. Um....ok....relax! So I didn't reply to your text message right away. Did I not see you less than an hour later? And ...oh yeah, we never had plans to do anything so no reason to get your panties in a bunch. Phew! That's that. Ha.

Off to the celebration.

snowy, rainy day

Finally I completed Em’s page for the book. What a rocking idea?! A friend who would think to put all that together is truly an amazing individual. Hopefully one day I can claim to have such a friend. As you can see from these words, I am in a better mood this morning. Why, you ask. It’s really quite simple; it’s snowing/raining outside. Did I mention how much I love the snow? Well, I do. I must admit, though, that the snow is not the only thing making me smile. The teacher sent me a text message this morning letting me know why he missed my two calls and saying that he would return the phone call after work. Honestly, I some times don’t remember what he looks like. Ha. I do have mixed feelings about teach. At times he can seem rather Ghetto (which I abhor) and other times he seems normal. Let’s see where this goes. It is still at the early stage where you get the little butterflies in your tummy. He is such a great kisser though. It is too bad that whatever happens will only be a short-term thing.

Random Catch Up:

I bought amazing shoes last night that I have already created outfits to. The only problem is that in the front they are too narrow, so I can’t really wear them. I’m going to try to exchange them during lunch in hopes that a bigger size will fit more comfortably.

Jen’s party at Fontana’s wasn’t too shabby. She looked amazing as always. The J-man also looked cool. Per Jen, the J-man is getting his life back on track which is awesome. I’m sure his parents will be pleased.

Blister is still in effect. It seems the little devil is at a standstill. It won’t go away and it hasn’t grown any larger. Ugh! I’m trying to coax it to leave. Ha.

Farewell Melodrama:

Its Friday bitches! Enjoy the last day of the work week and prepare for the upcoming St. Pat’s Day celebration. I expect a lot of shepherd’s pie and bangers and mash to be eaten. Also, there should plenty of car bombs and green beer in your system. Yeah for the Irish! Wear the green and wear it proud for tomorrow you are an honorary Irish person.

a Monica day

Emotions of the Day:

Blah is one of the best words to describe how I am feeling right now. It is warmer out so I should be happy but I am not. I feel like complete doggie poo. My clothes do not fit right, my hair looks a fright, and my blister is still active….and did I mention LOUD! It has not gone away but I can not be expecting miracles. Eh! Guess I will have to call and just say I’m busy or just hide out in dark corners. It completely sucks. I think I’m due for that time of the month. Crap—another good word. I forgot to call my S-person and write the letter to Emily. The eyes are still in limbo from sleep, the body doesn’t feel right, and did I mention the blister is still here? That’s it. Let’s see if we could do away with this awful feeling and muggy morning. Cheer up!!!!!   This is such a fake smile.

Random Things:

Starbucks is giving away free coffee from 10-12. It’s a darn shame I don’t drink coffee. Hmm…but I should pick one up just for the hell of it. Egh coffee tastes so nasty. They should have a tea day. I would totally wait in line for that.

Barefoot Contessa was around the neighborhood yesterday. Would’ve totally loved to see her and eat her cooking—yum, yum.

At the work front, things are shifting. It’s a scene of musical chairs. For the first time since I’ve been here I heard of someone decline a ‘promotion’. It leads me to think though that it is certainly about time I left. No where else for me to move to. Guess it’s time to jump off the cruiser and swim back to shore. Probably grow up. Ha. Grow up…what an asinine idea.

Farwell Thoughts:

Feeling great inside is awesome. Feeling great both inside and outside is even better. True beauty is definitely inner beauty but you also need to feel radiant on the outside. Both are beauties you need to work on. Always remember that everyone is beautiful both inside and out. WTF?? (I know)

Would you look at me…..I posted something the next day….swoosh take that writing gods.

Love is in the air. Everywhere I look around. Blah!

The week of March 14th has turned out to be a beautiful week, weather-wise. Every passing day it gets warmer and warmer. The only problem is the hair frizz factor. I will be one of the girls with ugly hair. That’s why I am so enamored with the winter season because my hair looks perfect and everyone dress frumpy because of their SAD. Unlike the majority of people in my city, I get SAD in the summer time, which sucks since everyone is out and about. Hmm….guess I’ll have to make this summer different—after all it will be my last summer in the city for a long time.

On another topic:

Inner beauty is better than outer beauty, right? WRONG?! Not with a hugmono blister on your lip. Well it is not as big as some of the other ones I’ve had. How did I get one you ask? Stress!! It’s my biggest enemy. It tells me when I need to shut up, sit down, and relax. Um…but hello I cannot relax when I just met a cute guy. Too bad that as the days pass I feel like I keep forgetting how he looks and my crush on him seems to go away. It especially took a turn for the worse last night when after days of obsessing, he finally called me. After which, I started thinking, jeez, what a stalker. Ha. I wanted to so badly to speak to him and perhaps see him and last night I realized he didn’t wait long enough to call. Gosh! Now I definitely think he is so NOT cool (in my little Eric Carmen’s voice…love South Park). Ahh oh well….so he is not the love of my life anymore. Perhaps he can be the boy for the remaining few months. Let’s just see.

Farwell Thoughts:

When you really want something, you won’t get it. When you get it, you don’t want it anymore. WTF?! Why can’t we have it when and how we damn well want it? I guess life is funny like that, so perhaps we just have to take it as it comes.

Dealing with the opposite sex is hard enough. Try not to complicate things be keeping the focus on them.

hmmm seems like i like to post only on even days.

a relationship continued

Random Thoughts:

Writing is a seemingly tangible task for me, yet I don’t do it. I have an amazing time getting the necessary items –pencils, writing tablets, pens, etc – but when it comes to getting down to business it seems I am overcome by a million and one obstacles. The only finger pointing I should be doing is to me. If I really wanted this bad enough, then I should be able to try and achieve it. On the other hand, I am an avid procrastinator. Procrastinating is no longer just a word in my lexicon; it is a way of life. It’s a real pity, though. Writing is a major area you can work on and I become powerless over it.

Thoughts on the Day:

Spring is definitely in the air. The weather is warming up and people are coming out of hiding. The only problem with spring is that it leads to summer, which is my least favorite holiday. During the summer, the city becomes so darn humid. My hair is a major frizz-ball and everyone starts to sweat profusely—yuck! It is especially bad when you are sardined in a subway car with no air conditioner and tons of sweaty, stinky bodies. Thank you MTA. I am glad to see our toll money hard at work.

Farewell Thought:

Unlike Mr. Jerry Springer, my farewell thoughts won’t be hypocritical words. Don’t worry Jerry, I still love you. My tummy is growling, there is less than an hour left on the “official” time clock, one hour and thirty from the unofficial one, and I am feeling splendidly better than I did this morning. Hopefully my early evening ventures will be positive and productive.

Well would you look here....almost an entire month before my initial post.