Death already came and got me

Going to work at 8am the day after a NYC trip sucks ass. It's unholy to have to be at the mall two hours before it opens. I just don't like it. But I endured and survived and made it home without wetting my pants; it was a close call. Trust me. But much later on, my old friend from high school surprised me with a somewhat predictable, yet delicious surprise; challah! G-d only knows how she knew I had been looking around NYC for it. I haven't even seen her in ages! Let alone challah! It was about time we caught up; with her and bread! She also bestowed a delicious pumpkin cupcake on me which I enjoyed as I got myself all Office/GA caught up. Talk about a sweet Friday night indeed!

Do what John, Do what John?

On October 9, 1940, John Lennon was pushed into this world. On October 9, 2008, there was a gallery showing of his art in Soho. Fortunately, it was the one day (of the four days of the show) that I was able to attend! For all the years I've been a card carrying John Lennon fan (I possess no literal card) I haven't done anything "special" to celebrate his birthday and it was about time that I did! I had been to a showing of his work in Cape May a while back, but this show was had a lot more pieces. And they had new t-shirts. So, all in all, it was a worthwhile trip. Despite failing a mission. Don't go looking for challah on the day of Yom Kippur. It's unlikely that you will accomplish this quest. But at least I was able to make eyes at all the good looking young executives. All two of them.

I've turned into vapor

Today is only Wednesday, but I must say thus far this week has sucked. It started out decently with a fun band day out on Sunday and then a nice day off (at least from Aero) which ended with a trip to the mall and to see my favorite Lisa. I was even starting to feel a little bit better health wise. But there was foreshadowing to the downfall of my week when my "index toe" on my left foot began to mysteriously hurt and then get red and even swell up. I don't know what's wrong with it exactly, but it's sore as hell and causes me to limp terribly. That being said, I had a craptastic day at work on Tuesday. First I woke up with the hiccups. And when I get the hiccups, it's violent. They are severe. And they don't go away completely for the whole day. They take a break and then they always come back over and over again throughout the day. Anyway! Aero decided to change their floor set system and instead of doing it on one Sunday night from 6pm to 3am, they've been doing a little bit everyday this week from 6am til the store opens. But it's ridiculous for me, the merch flow manager. Now the backroom has the old product all over the place along with all the stock boxes that come in everyday that I'm supposed to unload and shelve along with everything else. And the floor setting continues throughout the whole day. It's not terribly busy at Aero during the day, but it made my life hell. And then to add to my perfect day, on my break I got some soup to eat outside and I burnt my whole tongue. Then I woke up today feeling sicker than ever. Bleh. I'm going to take a break from complaining about that and say that the day was saved by a little mister. I hadn't seen Samuel since his birthday in July. I can't believe how much bigger he is every time I see him. I know children grow, but I never cease to be amazed. Nor do I cease to be amazed at how different it feels when they belong to your brother.

Just one sucky night all around

I have a slew of canker sores in my mouth so I'm reliving the glory days of when I could move my mouth more easily. Oh, it's like it was only yesterday, but actually it was Saturday. And now I'm feeling sick. I don't like the state of my glands. And am I the only one that has to avoid watching the debates because the pounding of their own heart is too unbearable? That's weird, isn't it? Yeah. A little weird. Anyway, check this out... if you want. What do you have to lose other than a few moments of your time?

you got it, you're wow wow wow wow

This is fuckin' weird.


I think I prefer this. I guess I'm just a new age kind of girl.

And now I return to my extensive work on cardiovascular disease.

do you find me sadistic?

There's a little something that I have to speak about here in my blog. It's not really little, but I have to speak about it. It's important to me to speak about. I would have made an update about it yesterday, but I was too bummed about it and I had a show in Pitman to prepare for and perform at. Be that as it may, you probably read that Paul Newman passed away on Friday. As with all terrible news, my brother, Andrew, informed me of this. He didn't intend to this time, though. When I sign on AIM I frequently first browse my friends away messages and it just so happens that his said, "RIP Cool Hand Luke" and I swear the world stopped turning for a second. Granted, he was 83 years old and that's a nice long life to have led by all means, but it's just sad. I adore Paul Newman. Even his cookies. Every time my mother goes to the store, I request Ginger-o's which is a cookie made by the Paul Newman company. For weeks she was unable to find them and while we were in Target just the other week, I turned the corner and there they were! And I was skipping and so happy! Now I think there will be a bittersweet taste in every bite. :(

So, now I'm going to fill up my blog with all the beauty that is Paul Newman. Well, all the beauty that I could find and could be encompassed in photographs. But if you haven't seen any Paul Newman movies, you need to do so. Recommendations: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, The Sting, Cool Hand Luke, The Long, Hot Summer, The Hudsucker Proxy, Empire Falls, Nobody's Fool.. Alright, I just named all the ones I've seen. Loved them all, though!

I think my brother put it best...
RIP Cool Hand Luke

Borders is the new Star Search

So, check out who else used to play at Borders! Ha! Though, she's terribly more talented than me by a mile or more. I'm constantly blown away by her amazing vocals. I'm so jealous. And I went to open mic tonight and didn't feel at all like playing music, but after watching this I'm a little bit more excited for Saturday (as I'm playing a show). Nicole always makes me wanna sing! :)

the question is, do you love him?

Lisa, this is for you :)

And this song is for anyone that can bare it. It's awful. And I have to hear it a lot. Well, not as much as I used to as hours at Aero were cut. But when it came on today at Aero I happened to be in the stock room and I was finally able to see who the geniuses were that made this disaster! So take a listen... if you dare!!

Do you want the real thing or are you just talk?

Free buffet? No strings attached? No cover charge? No nothing? You've got to be kidding me. That can't be right. That's not possible! Not at such a swanky joint! There's Greek statues! Classy 1980 Beverly Hill home decor! They couldn't possibly have free buffet Monday thru Friday!

...and yet, they DO.

No, I'm not going to sleep with you anymore

So, I got my hair did! I don't know how I feel about it. I tried to take my color back to it's natural hue. I cut some length off and thinned it out a bit. What do you think? I'm a little uneasy about it. Maybe if I dye my eyebrows to match I'll feel better? Maybe I won't feel like this witch hat is attached to my head...

SIKE! LOLZ! U GOT PUNK'D!

Joel Madden; a man of substance, not just good looks

If the video I posted exposing some scary truths about John McCain wasn't clear enough, I am an Obama supporter. But I'm also a Joel Madden supporter. I have to be clear in saying that as I am NOT a Benji Madden supporter. It's very complicated. That's for another post. In another life. Anyway, if anyone other than my friends read this blog then I hope that if you haven't registered to vote that you will register to vote. I know that it's scary. It could potentially get you jury duty someday. BUT it's your civic and patriotic duty as an American to register and vote and be a living, breathing, participant of this society! I mean, fuck, America ain't nothin if we ain't gots Americans. Right?

they look great, don't they?

I didn't paint this sky, but I wish that I did.

whatever whenever

Went to NYC on Tuesday to see Conan O'Brien, Kiera Knightly, Dwight Schrute, Tyler Perry, Bill Burr, Nicole Richie, and Agent Michael Scarne. Some we planned to see, but a few were total surprises! As you may or may not know, it's Fashion Week up in the Big Apple and you could definitely tell. There was so many tall, gorgeous, and fashionable women and just a lot of really well dressed people all over the place. It was awesome. I love clothes and shoes so I was like, "Oooo... Ahhhh..." everywhere we went. It made people watching even better! It also made me want to live in NYC again. But in Soho. So, that's a definite no go. Stupid money. Anyway, in Soho, we went to eat at this very lovely place called "Bread". As you might expect from the title, they had really good bread. I ate a lot of it. And learned what "melschun" is. It's actually delicious. Be that as it may, I was definitely not getting fruity pebbles in my pinkberry. Anymore grain in my stomach and I would have exploded. But I did have mango! yum!

In other news, everyone at Aero is having their hours cut. Since school got back in, the sales have dropped off and there's just no hours. It won't be like this forever, but I'm a little bummed about the drop in money that's coming my way in the new few weeks. I've been cutting back on spending the past few months, but I suppose I should cut back even more. This trip to NYC did not help with the cut back either. Ah well.

Here's my next installment of Songs I Hate at Aero:


Jamie, you like this band! They do that "Jerk Me" song! Are you making Aero mix CDs for the company?! If you are, stop putting dumb songs on there! They suck if you only have to hear them one time but it's torture to hear them over and over and over... ;)

major, the three of us won't fit in there

Last night was the first floor set at Aero since our store manager up and left us high and dry. I don't know if I've mentioned that in my blog as of yet, but Janine ditched our retail asses. No two weeks notice. Not much notice at all. She just bounced. In hindsight, there was some warning signs that this would happen, but no serious red flags. Be that as it may, things have been a little hectic and dramatic at work, but I've been able to slide through without too much trouble. I've been a quizzical spectator to the drama of young girls. But our new store manager started and he seems to be alright thus far. It's a little early for me to form an opinion of him, but he seemed to have a nice personality and good work ethic and the floor set went more smoothly than usual. I can't hate on that. We got done around 3:30am rather than 6:30am. I don't know if I should credit our new store manager with a better night, but considering I didn't get smoke blown at me on our break makes me like him already.

In my last post I put a song that plays in Aero that I hate. I'm going to continue the tradition here with the song I think I hate most. Though, I'm not sure exactly. I hate a lot of them. This one ranks pretty high though:

I bet this song makes Benji Madden cry

As much as I don't want to know who these fellers are, they are the Jonas Brothers. The "Jo Bros" if you will. Up until today I thought I had never heard any of their music. Apparently I have known and hated one of their songs since May. Thanks to a customer at Aero, I am now aware of who to direct my hate at.


I have to hear this shit like everyday! BLEH.

On top of that, Aero tried to break my toe today. Thanks to the milk I have enjoyed with my cereal on a somewhat regular basis, my bone is fully intact! But I'm still mad at Aero for trying to do that to me anyway. I don't make enough money nor any hazard pay so they better be nicer to me and all of my toes!

it's not weird to be friends with a boy when you're 11

Some pretty cool things have come along the past few days...as you can see above. The much anticipated, writer's strike effected fourth season of the Office came out Tuesday and I've clearly been devouring it since. Considering how long I've been watching the first, second, and third seasons, I think these DVDs will be in pretty constant rotation. I'm trying to take it slow, though. I haven't even gotten to the third disc. Though I watched the first disc twice. I can see a problem forming already.

Speaking of which...

I have been holding onto this poster/flyer since 2004. Only took me four years to buy a frame and put it up. Can you believe all the different times I've moved and I've been able to keep it in such nice condition? I can't. And I'm told I don't truly love Army of Me. PSH.

Speaking of which...

JeNell & the Yets had the honor of gracing the same stage that Army of Me once rocked. Not on the same night unfortunately. Despite Army of Me not being there and it being Nathan's last show, it was a good one. I'm always quiet and nervous before our set, but actually, I was more at ease and excited during the day than I normally am. There was something freeing about knowing that I was going to get a break from it for a little bit. I'm looking forward to the time when I'm excited to play rather than excited to take a break. When that day comes you betta WATCH OUT!

a million faces pass my way

The last time I was here, I forgot to mention some things that went down. I think I forgot to mention this one as Jamie updated about it so thoroughly in her own blog. Be that as it may, Jamie and myself took a little trip up to Poughkeepsie, NY to see those zany Good Charlotte fuckers. Calling them "fuckers" will get me so many more hits to my blog! Anyway, we drove up there, taking our sweet time the whole way as to miss the Maine and Metrostation (which was successfully did!) and upon getting out of our vehicle, we were greeted by this lovely view. Hellooo Poughkeepsie!

And then we looked down and saw pink boas and GC gear. Were we surprised? Nope. Not at all. After all, they are on tour with underage boys.

The show itself? Frustrating. Joel said, "This is the part of the show where we play whatever we want.. let's play a song you've never heard live before," and Benji said, "No, I'm going to shit on that good idea. Let's play some old song that will make all your non-fans in the crowd happy because that's what I'm all about." Then he proceeded to shit on everything good and holy on the world. I went into that show thinking the worst thing I would experience would be the somewhat terrifying, yet young crowd, but instead left promptly after full of Benji rage! That's not really anything new.

Moving on to other things...

Gizmo went to the vet and stole $50 from me. I tried to give him away, but nobody wants him. So here I am, stuck in Jersey with an unwanted dog. The sacrifices I am forced to make in this world are atrocious!

So, on the 20th I went to DC (duh) and on the 23rd, I went to Baltimore. So, I drove through Baltimore to DC on a Wednesday and then that following Saturday I made the journey again. The trip to Baltimore is a lot shorter. But I might just think that because I had very recently driven to DC. It was pretty cool because we didn't come down alone. The Gazela Philadelphia came to Baltimore to hang in the Harbor with us. Thanks for the company, Gaz!

Harbor views!

From the Uno!

Zaaaaang!

Happy Labor Day :)

those who are dead are not dead they're just living in my head..

Where's Waldo?

I went down, went down to DC... If you're cool enough, you know the song I'm referencing there. If not, oh burn, you're so uncool! Anyway, the stars aligned and something good came out of something bad! Instead of playing a show in NYC, I went and visited the Natural History Museum. I had been IN it before, but never gone through it. I know that doesn't really make sense. On class trips, we always went to some other museum and when there was free time, I never went into that museum. I remember all the steps and the elephant, but the rest of the museum was all new to me! And I have always looked up and said, "I want to see the Hope diamond.." but never had the opportunity. Now I have! And apparently, someone stole it. I don't know who... After we spent a great deal of time looking at arrowheads and geology, we left and went over to Chinatown to have something to eat at a place called "Pot Belly". It's kind of like a Subway or a Quiznos, but a lot better. Things are all fresh and delicious rather than like flat and weird. What happened to Subway? It used to be pretty good. Why are their sandwiches so flat and gross now? I don't get it! Anyway, there was a huge Urban Outfitters across the street. We didn't go in, but I was in awe of it. haha After that, we went back to my friend's house and he played some songs on piano and cut up a "tasty treat" for us (a mango) for the car ride because we were going to go see Buddy in Manassas. Yeah, I went to Virginia too. And that was fun too. There was a lot of nice people there and I had half of a really good turkey wrap. By the time we got back from that adventure, it was pretty late and I had a long ass drive to take on, but he still played me a song on guitar so that was pretty nice... But, that's pretty much the summery. Better than playing a show in NYC? I guess I'll have to wait and see what it's like to play a show in NYC first!

baby, come back, you can blame it all on me

Last week, I switched my schedule around and was able to hit up the beach with my family. Though, at the time, it made for glorious gloating purposes I'm beginning to wonder if this will be the last time I make a trip down to the shore this summer! Oohhhnnnooes..

Mango Mojito. A burst of tropical flavor with the classic mojito mint after taste with a mystery stick! You can't beat that... with a mystery stick...

The clouds have been pretty lately. Or maybe I just noticed them more this week. I don't know. Either way, I love big pretty billowy clouds. And anyone that's from this area knows you have plenty of time to admire the skyline when you're stuck at this particular light.

A cloud is a visible mass of droplets or frozen crystals floating in the atmosphere above the surface of the Earth.

The branch of meteorology in which clouds are studied is nephology.

The color of a cloud tells much about what is going on inside the cloud. The color of my skin tells much about what kind of week I've had at work. And I'm frequently many shades of bruise. A leopard of bruises. Considering I got whacked in the forehead with a steel rod the other week, it's fair to say that Aeropostale may be the death of me...

And now I'm going back to my now SECOND ever episode of the O.C. Is it just me or does Mischa Barton always sound like she needs to blow her nose?

I guess this is my political post

I saw this courtesy of my brother, Wilder, and it sort of scared the shit out of me. So, of course I had to share it. This shit just freaks me out. I don't understand how it doesn't freak everyone out. I suppose something similar could be whipped up about Obama, though. I don't know. I just get so emotional. I get thinking about the one person that I lost because of this stupid war and then I can't listen anymore. And then you see those numbers and I can't even fathom how other people can survive...