inspired by girldateslondon.com

she's really quite amazing with her persistence and noble attempts to maintain self-respect and dignity in the dating world. it truly does seem like we're subjected to blow after blow of booty calling and relationshipless relationships, aside from the ridiculous amounts of time spent deciphering the significance of an email, text, or voicemail message. perhaps, 'he's just not that into you' IS well put...

ten pills a day, baby!

feelin like quite the oldie these days with all the meds i'm on- an antibiotic, sudafed, and ibuprofen. thankfully, i think their preventing me from actually feeling ill (and drinking alcoholic beverages, i should add) makes me wonder about folks that have longer term illnesses and have to take these quantities of meds every single day....crazy!

backtracking

clearly, it's been ages since i've conjured up a thought or two to slap on here. perhaps i've been more consumed by the day to day lately- in a distant kinda way.

wow, i just realized how long- it's been months- almost half a year! and, yes, the new year festivities have come and gone. and, no i have not made any new year's resolutions. of course, there are the intermittent goal-making sessions i have with myself, but nothing earth-shattering. the usual self-improvement type stuff- be more social, get out of the house more often, try to figure out a career goal, etc.

so i guess the reason that i've even wandered back on to here is that i've been sick at home all day today and am running out of ways to keep myself occupied. good, old pharyngitis!

back to school

there's always this naive excitement at this time of the year, almost a giddiness among school-going kids and their families. they're transitioning to a life that seemed a dull routine only three months prior. i guess in some crazy way i re-live this through all my teacher friends, their kids, and so on.

i've succumbed to it in some way i guess because i have also dropped the ball and enrolled in continuing ed class at nyu. statistics for management, they're calling it. plus since i'm considering going back to teaching in the fall, i'm being even more attentive to it all to make sure that it's the direction that i'd like to head...

ny mets vs atlanta braves

who would have thunk it? me at a baseball game. it was quite fascinating actually. i enjoyed re-learning some rules, and learning the rest for the first time (the bulk actually falls into this category :) the mets were crushed by the braves - they just couldn't seem to get it together despite the rowdy and optimistic crowd . . . also nacholess! they just didn't seem to have nachos to sell!

and i will continue to spend the next hour (it's 2:51am) trying to battle my insomia!

laryngitis continued et nyc exploits

i'm at home again on the verge of total and complete boredom. i made a duane reade run to buy some guaifenesin (supposed to help break up the phlegm). post-that i'm just waiting for the medicine's effects to cure me of this virus! although, there are no real cure for viruses - you have to just wait them out....

i do have few going-out-out updates that i've shared with most peeps by now. one being the randomness of a couple saturdays ago at the bulgarian bar in the lower east side. we began and ended the evening at this spot.

the first 'story' is not really a story but just the fact that some guy in a highly excited state bashed my friend's knee into a speaker. quite a way to jumpstart the evening.

the second story of the evening was set at uncle ming's when two men began chatting with me while my friend bought us drinks. as we exchanged pleasantries and some info about our hometowns, one dude mentioned he's from rhode island. since i went to college there, i thought i'd build on that. the dude asks me where i went to school, and after hearing that i went to brown, he asks, "isn't that the really liberal school where women don't shave their armpit hair?"

i know i should have been completely appalled and somewhat incensed by his ridiculous attempt at getting a rise out of me or making conversation or whatever you want to call it but i let it slide because of the high from being out-out on a saturday nite in enycee. (funny thing is i don't know many women at brown who don't shave their armpit hair.)

moving on to the third story of the evening in the bulgarian bar. seconds after my friend and i enter she's drawn away by another man who is also in a highly excited state and begins jumping up and down with her. i wander over to the staircase and lean on the railings watching the two tear up the dance floor. my eyes turn to this scruffy lookin dude who is spastically sketchin away while stealing glances at me. obviously freaked out by this, i walk across the dance floor towards the bar area and stop short to see if he's followed me, and i quickly find that he has indeed followed me to the other side of the bar. he asks me to dance, and i politely decline. minutes later my friend and i make a move and check out of the crazy bulgarian bar.

all of this makes me really raise an eyebrow or two at nyc nightlife. and maybe even not just that. i was at the laundromat the other day and the pick-up line used on me by another scruffy lookin dude was - have you read siddhartha by herman hesse? so maybe i'm actually raising eyebrows at the city in general?!?

tis confirmed

laryngitis!

under the weather

don't know from whence it came but it's here to stay. i guess i'll have to battle this throat infection for the next few days : ( feeling a little better two salt gargles and two cups of hot water later. in T minus 10 minutes i'll head to duane reade and begin the search for over the counter meds to try to win my throat back.

scrabulous is fabulous

must-see website: www.scrabulous.com

on two hours of sleep

and somehow managing. i think it's from all the beverages and chocolate from last night, sure did a number on my heart rate. i did have a fantabulous time with my teacher crew though. we started off at pukk, wandered around looking for a dessert spot, decided on chocolate by the bald man, and bar hopped till we dropped. all in all, it was one of those one-of-a-kind nyc nightlife adventures that was long overdue.

to passer le temps during my insomniac spell last night i watched four episodes of desperate housewives last night, and i'm eagerly awaiting my next netflix installment : )

oh what a day, mid-august now in 2007

(read it to the tune of 'oh what a night...')

i forgot my cell phone and lunch at home this morning. : (

it was one of those mornings that i was procrastinating by washing dishes, tidying up my room, and walking aimlessly around that apartment. yup, not a good scene come 8:45 am since i should be heading towards the train station by then. i'm not sure why i've been slippin since i have a decent track record of gettin to work on time.

aha! it just dawned on me that my phone alarm is now set for 7:45 am when it used to be set for 7:15 am. i think it's all the movies i've been watching lately. i tend to stay up till 12 or 1, and it's probably around then that my alarm magically changes from 7:15 to 7:45. i guess i'll have to go home and institute some changes. . .

bizzy as a bee

kinda, sorta, not really though. i have been playing catch up with work and sleep the past few days, but not with my gym routine. i haven't been to the gym in weeks! i knew this was coming since i've become kinda bored with the routine and all (i hit my six month anniversary with my gym in the recent past...) but playing catch up with sleep is tiring enough!

i've become a bit of a bed potato, if you will. i get home, get water, go back to my bed, get food, go back to my bed, get more water, go back to my bed - all the while pausing and unpausing whatever happens to be in my dvd player. and i'm really starting to wonder if there is such a thing as 'enough sleep.'

off to trini

packed and pooped, headin out of town! holla!

talking issues in the wee hours of the morning

how is it possible that i got swept into a conversation (a.k.a. argument) with my mother about the inappropriateness of statue of liberty mementos as a wedding gift to my cousin's friends living in india and the detriments of globalization/misguided obsessions with the american dream at 8:30 in the morning?

wondering if this is 'normal'...

(an article i found in the help-me-get-through-this-morning-google-search-therapy phase of my day: living the american dream)

nausea

not from stomach issues, morning sickness, being at sea, or anything like that really. the source: staring at a computer all day. my eyes, staring into fog of times new roman letters swimming around, play tricks on me (trix are for kids! a voice in my head cries) but it continues.

my bladder awakens after the umpteenth cup of water that i have had today and i trudge myself over the the bathroom key and out to the bathroom in the hallway. good news: it's clear.

94.8% of my day is over and i'm stickin the rest of it out.

recent addictions

- t.v. series: gilmore girls, desparate housewives
- activities: sleeping, internet surfing, going to the gym, frisbee-ing (when i have folks to frisbee with)
- foods: bagels and whipped cream cheese

your droopy-eyed blogger,
me

on a lighter note

and now i officially can't get enough of blogging for the day after being completely absent for close to two months.

so what is up in my world these days? well aside from the insanely incisive self-reflection phase that i'm indulging in, i'm completely wed to my routines of going to bryant park during my lunch hour to read while people-watching, sometimes doing that even after work hours, heading to the gym shortly thereafter, and watching dvds rented from the mid-manhattan library (i'm currently watching season I part II of the gilmore girls episodes) while dying of heat in my oh-so-hot-hot-hot 2nd floor non-AC equipped bedroom. (although i do have a high powered fan :)

i'm slowly becoming addicted to the gilmore girls. it's a pretty decent plot line and while i'm not sure if the show will ever really compare to t.v. shows like friends or books like londonstani, it is pretty decent time pass.

alrightie then. guess i'll sign off now till my next post (which might very well be up in thirty seconds, at this rate) haha.

thought of the day

if i'm ever THAT demanding of my future husband, please shoot me

sleep

is this for reals? seven to nine hours of sleep for adults? when i get seven hours of sleep, i wake up feeling really friggin' exhausted. i mean, can you pick which range you like the best?

i think the adolescent range speaks to me during the work week, and on weekends the infant range seems most appropriate : )

on toning muscles that you didn't know existed

post-exercise these days i find myself flexing and feeling might proud that, aside from losing a few extra pounds, i now have some real physical strength to be reckoned with and i'm not playin'. . .my younger brother (not little :) actually thinks it's weird that i go to the gym everyday. i didn't follow him up on that at the time, but i'm wondering where he was coming from when he said that. is going to the gym on a daily basis not a girlie thing to do?!?!