Saturday Night

So I went to see the Kaiser Chiefs at the Beacon Theater, which was AWESOME, they put on an AMAZING fucking show, and I was feeling kind of tired and sick and I was actually not going to go anywhere...BUT there were people giving out fliers for this "after party" at some tiny bar where the Kaiser Chiefs were going to be (one of 'em was going to DJ there)...and at first my flatmate and I were not going to go b/c we figured it would be RIDICULOUSLY crowded and we'd never get in or see them or anything. But I thought, what the heck, it's 6 blocks away, lets walk by and see how crowded it is. So we did. And it wasn't TOO bad yet and I had to pee really bad. So we went in and the music was crap and there were crap people there, but I wanted to wait on the queue to use the loo (yes I'm going all out with the British phrases tonight, leave me alone) and so did my flatmate, so we did. It was a long queue.

While we were waiting, we met this guy Daniel, who is from Manchester and who tried to skip us, but we wouldn't let him, so he skipped the girls behind us. He was actually pretty cool and EXTREMELY friendly and started talking to us. It was cool. After my flatmate and I peed, we were discussing leaving, but we decided to check the guy that was blocking the way to the "downstairs" party and see if we could go down. He said he had to let people down slowly, blah, blah, as he let OTHER people down. Suddenly, I saw that Daniel and two other Brits (he didn't actually know) were being let down, so I said "Hey Daniel, you taking us with you?" So he was all "Yeah!" So the guy let us down. Cool, first step DONE.

Then we're there and there is this curtain thing and I was wondering what was going on behind there and so Daniel ran off and after he didn't come back we followed and he was back there. So I did my best British accent and asked if I could go back there b/c me mate Daniel was there. And so we got there and then this crazy spoiled rich bitch was yelling b/c there were people at her birthday party that she didn't know (and there was like 20 people there, pretty lame bitch) so eventually the bartender said that until 12 it was a private party and we had to leave. It was around 11:35 at this point. So we thought we might as well stay until 12 to see what happened. We did...and then at 12:05 we ran through the curtain, no one stopped us and like 15 minutes later, guess who shows up? The Kaiser Chiefs!! Most importantly the singer Ricky Wilson, who is now the love of my life!! Daniel is over there in like two seconds chatting with him, so we followed and then Daniel asks me to take a photo of them, so then I do the same. (Yay!)

Now I'm freaking out, so happy. A little bit later some other girl comes over and is talking to us about how excited she is and then she gets him to sign some card or something and then he kisses her on the cheek! So I'm all jealous, so my flatmate tells me to just go do that, so I finally go over and apologise for being an asshole but I was about to leave and asked him to sign my ticket. Then he sticks his cheek out for me to kiss (so cute) and he goes to hug me, but as he's sitting down, and I'm bent over to talk to him, when he hugs me, he basically grabs my ass (which my flatmate sees, so I have a witness) which is awesome! He jumps and apologises and I told him he was cheeky and then we left.

Long-ass story, sorry, I'm just so fucking excited!! Also, we saw Daniel again on the way out and he's just a super-cool guy, so fucking friendly and he gets away with anything, all night people just let him everywhere and he says it happens all the time and he doesn't know why (even in England where his accent ISN'T a novelty)!

It was a fucking awesome night and my flatmate was really happy about it even though he was soooo fucking tired the whole time. He just read a book called Yes Man by Danny Wallace in which Danny has to say yes to everything and a lot of times cool stuff happens so now he wants to say yes to things more often. And that's what I've basically been doing for the last two years. Saying yes! I do almost anything anyone asks me to do, b/c otherwise I'm doing nothing!! And I've had so much fun doing this! Like tonight! Fuck it! DO IT! ;-)

Also, "Saturday Night" is a Kaiser Chiefs song...and it's an appropriate title for this post!

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FIx You

So I cried on the way home from work today. I blame the fact that I'm sick and weak...and I blame Coldplay. I guess I get kind of down every once and awhile due to "love" part of my life. So, I'm on the bus and I'm exhausted and my head hurts and my nose is stuffy and I'm listening to my iPod and "Fix You" by Coldplay comes on. This song always gets me (the only one that makes me cry more is "The Scientist"), there are two lines that always do it. The first is:

"When you love someone but it goes to waste."

So that's what started me off. Then there's this one:

"When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try, you'll never know
Just what you're worth."

It's like that line is trying to pick me up a bit by telling me I should let go, but since I'm already crying, I end up feeling like I'll never be able to, and then I cry more. And then of course he keeps singing "When the tears are streaming down your face..."

::sigh:: I'm so gay.

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Can We Say "Persistent"?

Okay so I was at a convention and this guy (shortish, roundish, baldish...dorkish) came up to me on the last day and asked if I had a boyfriend. I should have said "Yes," but my rarely-lying brain could only come up with "Sort of." He said he had to run, but he gave me his business card and told me to email him. I promptly threw it away and then a co-worker told me that this guy had earlier asked HIM if I had a boyfriend (he was much quicker than me and told him that he thought that I did). Whatever, went home the next day. Not a problem.

However, a few days later I get a message on myspace (ah, myspace, so convenient, until stuff like this happens) from this guy. He must have found me through my job and recognised my picture. He tells me he thought I had the most beautiful smile, etc, etc, that he lives in Arizona and that we should at least be friends...or something, this was July and I don't remember it exactly (I deleted the messages in hopes that he would see that I deleted them and not bother me). Notice I just wrote "messages." That's right, I completely ignored his first message, only to get another one the next week promising me he won't hit on me, but that we should be friends and that he bets he can make me laugh. He just wants to put a smile on my face. ::sigh::

So now, every week since, I've gotten a message from him telling me jokes — really lame one's at that, I think I MAY have CHUCKLED once or twice, but that's it. And then he'll just say one thing at the end. Once it was asking my first name, once it was saying that adding him (as a myspace friend) wouldn't be my downfall or something, etc. I must have gotten like 10 of these now and I don't answer a single one!

Co-workers of mine tell me to just keep ignoring him and he'll eventually give up, but I swear, I can see him doing this forever! The last one he sent me asked me to at least read his latest blog, I figured, he can't tell if I did, so I checked it out. It was all about how he lost some people in his life and how you shouldn't hesitate to try things or it may be too late. He included "befriending someone" as one of the things one should do.

Another friend of mine said I should tell him I have a boyfriend and he's upset that this guy keeps messaging me. I honestly at this point feel like just saying "I'm not interested. Please stop messaging me." The main reason I don't just tell him to fuck off is because I may see him at one of these conventions again and I have to be nice for my job's sake.

Anyway, what the hell? I'm really curious as to what goes through the minds of some people?? I mean, I can be a bit persistent at times, but never without having any HINT of reciprocation!! In all honesty, he should have given up when I didn't email him, but I'll grant him the first message as being okay. After that, it's sad, after 10, just ridiculous!!!

Anyone (Thighs) got any ideas?

The End...for now!

Too Lucky?

Ever feel like things are TOO good? I remember when I was like 12 or 13 and something good happened (I don't remember what), I said to someone that something bad will inevitably happen b/c that's how it always goes. You can't enjoy anything for too long. So I've always been a little fearful when things are going too well for too long.

So I'm a tad fearful now. I can't even begin to describe how amazing it feels to love your job so much that you can't imagine doing anything else EVER. I love what I do, I love that I'm good at what I do, I love that others think I'm good at what I do, I love the people I work with on a daily basis and I love all the friends I've made through this job. I sometimes feel like one of the luckiest people ever! Seriously! And more recently I've been given a chance to taste another aspect of things around here AND a side job doing what I already love doing for someone else! Excellent! All day, everyday I'm laughing my ass off, I get to yell at my boss and he lets me, I can wear/look like anything I want. Great.

I love the house I live in, sure it could be a little closer to my job, but it's big and it's cheap, and the best part is I live with two of the best housemates I could ever ask for. They're like brothers only we don't fight! And I get to share the dog without actually being responsible for her! I've been there over 3 years now and I can't imagine leaving.

The family is great too! Ever since I moved out, I (mostly) get along great with my parents. My dad is so happy to see me whenever I visit, my mom comes to Weight Watchers with me, and they give me money randomly! :) The extended family has always been great and I have the best cousins. I love family gatherings!! I don't know very many people my age who do.

Money could be better, but that's mostly b/c I don't know how to say "no" to myself, but it's still livable.

The only area I have major trouble in, is the love life. Still struggling to not love my ex-boyfriend and having trouble finding a new one...but because of my fear of something bad happening to ruin everything else, I think that this is the price I have to pay for the other stuff to remain so good. Crazy, right? I honestly believe you can't have it all, that something will always be off. That sucks. I'm hoping to prove myself wrong, but...so far no evidence to that.

Eh. We'll see.

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Halfway there!

I lost 3 more pounds last week! That's 7 in total! My first goal is 14!! Woo! Then my next goal will be 10 and then I'm golden! Yay!!

I had some steamed vegetable dumplings from the Chinese place yesterday to celebrate. haha They were only 6 points, but they were goooood. Oooh, and I tried the Smart Ones Cheesecake they have now, soooooo goooooood! :)

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Shop-a-holic

Hi, my name is Girl and I'm a shop-a-holic...

It's true. I just don't know how to say "no" to myself, which has resulted in a VERY large credit card debt. (Okay, not like in the tens of thousands...but not far off...) If I feel like my jeans don't fit too well, I go and buy 5 new pairs. I see these cute little egg-men shaped kitchen utensils, so I buy everything they have. I get a $50 gift certificate for Amazon, so I send another $25. There are 10 concerts I want to go to this year (4 of which are the same 2 bands twice) so I buy tickets for all of them! (Okay, so 4 of them I didn't actually pay for...) Don't know how to say no.

Luckily I just got a new side job!! It's basically my job now, only freelancing for someone else. I still don't actually know what I'm getting paid, but even if it's only $100 a project, that's still another $100 I didn't have that can go into paying off my credit cards...and student loans...nearly done with those!!

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PS I also spend a RIDICULOUS amount of money on books (I can drop over $100 in one trip to Barnes & Noble), CDs, DVDs, food and DRINKS! Even with Weightwatchers! It's actually MORE expensive b/c now I'm buying lots of low-fat food and my drinking's barely been curbed, cuz I just drink light beers and jack and diet coke! (2 points each!!)

Classy Chick

This morning I decided to take a different way to work b/c it affords me longer un-interrupted sleep (it's more expensive than my usual way) and I am very tired today. So I'm waiting for the bus and a girl I know from high school (and through mutual friends) and who I actually like (she's really sweet) showed up to take the same bus. Now, even though I like her, I was very tired and was slightly annoyed that she showed up b/c I assumed I would then be kind of forced into talking to her the whole way in. And while I'm sure it would have been good conversation, I really just wanted to sleep.

So we talked at the stop for a minute or two and the bus showed up. I get on first and sit down and as when she boards she says to me "I'll let you listen to your pod" and asks what stop I get off. I tell her "oh, ok, I was going to nap, anyway" and she waves and walks to the back. I was a little surprised, but I thought that was awesome!

Presumably, she wanted to do the same thing, but man, what a classy chick! ;-) I fell asleep with a smile on my face! :)

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Ice Creamy Goodness

Man, WeightWatchers' Smart Ones desserts are fucking awesome. I had a cookie dough sundae (or something like that) last night and it was heavenly!! But it's like a tease cuz the portions are so small! I want like 4 of them, which would then be 12 points, more than half my daily allowance!

I did really good yesterday though, I had my kickboxing class, so I gained back 7 points, but I didn't use them all. PLUS, I had Spaghetti-Os for dinner (7 points) and was contemplating a grilled cheese sandwich (with fat-free Kraft singles and Light Wonder bread - 3 points), but I thought since the Spaghetti-Os weren't very healthy, I'd have a salad instead (with oil & vinegar and a few croutons - 2 points). Proud of me!! I chose vegetables!!!

And then I finished it off with that wonderful dessert...they have Mississippi Mud Pies, brownie sundae things and a strawberry shortcakes. Sooooo gooooood. I've just been thinking about them all day! I want more dessert points!!!!

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Water

I'm finally drinking water frequently after years of HATING water (cuz it has no taste)! A few months ago, when I crappily attempted the Lemonade Diet (which I had to quit after one day b/c I threw up the salt water, as you can read about here: http://whatcanisayimthrilled.blogspot.com/) I decided to stop drinking coffee and soda beforehand so as not to have caffeine withdrawals too, and started drinking mostly water. And I've kept up with it and I'm so proud of myself!! I'll still have coffee maybe 3 times a week, but other than that, I rarely drink anything other than water! And I have at least 3-4 bottles (16 oz.) a day! Go me!

One problem though...I'm peeing like crazy!!! Damn it!!

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Dirty Girl

I was just thinking this morning, after I washed my face, about how glad I am that I now wash my face. haha I know it's gross, but I never used to wash my face in the mornings. Just when I took a shower (which I usually do at night).

I don't know, I just got up in the morning (which takes me forever b/c I HATE getting up) and would throw some clothes on and brush my teeth. I think one of the things I hated was getting my hair wet if I washed my face. But a few months ago, I decided I was done being gross and sick of zits and my face was starting to feel greasier later in the day, so I bought myself some Clearasil face wash and I use it every morning and boy, does it feel awesome! Nothing like a clean face!!

Along those same lines, I finally started brushing my teeth at night. I would only do it in the morning. (Mind you, I still have excellent teeth and the only cavities I ever had were on baby teeth and I've lost them, so it's not like my teeth are crap b/c of this bad habit.) Now I brush at night too. Not EVERY night, when I get home late from being out, I'm prone to just plopping in bed, but most nights I'll brush!

Gettin' my act together now! Face-washin', teeth-brushin', WeightWatchin' and kickboxin'! Go me! Now I have to clean my fucking room cuz it's seriously insane!

I am still a bit of a dirty Girl, though, as I usually shower every other day. This is mostly due to the hair problem. My hair (probably from years of bleaching and dyeing) is a frizzy mess, so I need to straighten it whenever I wash it (it looks so horrendous naturally dried, I can't even describe) which is a pain in the ass, so I like to get two days out of it. If I still had my head shaved, I'd shower every day. Well, mostly. I love being IN the shower, but I'm so annoyed by the time it takes out of my night (I know, it's not that much, but it's annoying)!! Lame! But I don't think it's THAT bad...I mean, I don't SMELL or anything! Do I?

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This week in Girls' life

Lets see, kickboxing was fun on Tuesday, but Thursday's class was canceled which really sucked b/c I had a high-points lunch which I THOUGHT I was going to work off. So I tried to do some of the excersises in my room, but I couldn't remember all of them and I don't have the punching/kicking bag-thing, so it wasn't the best, but I was sweating and tired after 1/2 hour so I gained back about 3 points (the class itself would get me about 7 back)!

Wednesday I went to see the Mets game with Thighs and they won and that was great! Shawn Green was the star of the night! He's great b/c he comes out to good music (often Song 2 by Blur)! :) The night ended well, too.

Last night was pretty awesome! Saw Interpol, got drunk on wine and came home with some cool merch! (Zip-up sweatshit and t-shirt.)

Tonight I'm going out with a friend who I haven't seen since her wedding a month ago, so I'm looking forward to that. Got my ass to the comic shop today, FINALLY! I hadn't been there in over a month! Have two books by friends of mine that I've been meaning to pick up.

Anyway, nothing exciting, but all in all a pretty great week!

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PS Not quite. I also bought tickets to TWO MORE shows this year (the tally is up to 10 now)! Ween and Nada Surf! Man, I fucking love music!

Family, Mets & The Boys Come Home!

So I spent the weekend with my family. My dad's a big jerk and didn't want to drive 2 hours back home alone (b/c my mom and I were going to the Mets game), so just me and my mom went to visit my aunt and uncle. My other aunt and uncle were there, as well as my cousin and his girlfriend (who I used to hate but now adore), my mom's gay cousin and his boyfriend (who I also adore) and my uncle's best friend and his wife. My uncle has an awesome beach house and loves to cook, so I spent the day eatin', drinkin' and sunin' (not that I needed any more sun, I burnt myself BAD last week)! Pretty tame, but nice and relaxing, though so much of my mom was driving me a bit batty...

Oh, but before I went there, I went to Weightwatchers to be weighed and I lost another 1.25 lbs! That's a total of 4.8 lbs. in 3 weeks! Woohoo!! I can't wait to be 125 lbs. again. I swear to christ I will do this! I MUST! I had some fatty breakfast my uncle made this morning so tonight I am hungry, but I was really good at the game today and did not break down and have a hot dog or ice cream cone (which I wanted SOOO bad)! Go me!

Speaking of Mets, 4-1 and the return of Pedro Martinez! Man, he's super-awesome! He fucking hit a double and a single!! 2 for 2!! Mota sucks balls though and gave up a home run with his first fucking pitch. Lame. I bought little pig-tail thingies with little blue and orange baseballs on 'em though. They look cute around my little buns...heh. :-P

So I didn't mention, but my boys (my housemates) went camping this week, leaving me home alone for 5 nights. Not cool! :-P I don't like being along. Luckily, I only really had to be alone Tues. & Wed. night b/c I was out late Thurs. & Fri. and then at my uncle's last night. But they're back now! Our sweetheart dog was so excited to see her daddy! It's great cuz she knew the second his car pulled up and ran to the window, so I followed and when they looked up at us, I was waving and she was barking. Precious. We both ran to give our love for their return! I missed them. I'm so fucking lucky to have roommates that are my best friends too. I think it's that way b/c we WEREN'T that close before we moved in (in fact I didn't even know one of them at all). I've heard so many stories of best friends moving in together and then never talking again.

Anyway, I think I'm going to watch a movie with one of 'em, so I'm off.

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The first step's a doozy!

Or a snore-zy...

Here's my first blog post. Gotta start somewhere right? Tonight I went to a Cyclones ballgame. It was pretty lame. I should have been at Shea watching the Mets trample the whoevers. Oh well, I was hanging out with some cool peeps, including a co-worker (love my job and my work peeps). Had to take a new way home, and I was a bit nervous, but it all worked out easy-peasy.

I should be in bed, and I will be shortly, but I got caught up on a message board I go to, which gave me the idea to start a Facebook account, which I then spent an hour playing on (it's pretty cool), which then reminded me that I've been wanting to start blogging forever. "Blogging." Wow, that sounds gay. I'm going to try not to get used to saying it.

I'll probably pass this on to the one person who's blog I regularly read. After that, who knows. Maybe just other "Girl"s. Which means it'd be like 5 people. :-P We'll see. Hopefully I'll have something interesting to say. But probably not.

For right now, I can tell you I'm on Weightwatchers and that'll probably come up a lot. Tomorrow I'm going to cheat b/c I have a family gathering thrown by a great cook. Eh, gotta be able to cheat SOMEtimes, no?

Okay, it's bedtime. I've screwed around for long enough.

PS I'm going to follow in my blog-idol's footsteps and use codenames. First codename she knows about: Hot Dog. Looking forward to seeing him again when he gets back from his trip. Then I have to figure out where we stand.

PPS I've decided NOT to get too personal with this thing, as I realised I'm not that comfortable with it. So I've edited this. Oh well.
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