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09.28.2006 @ 8:31 PM in Lifestream
Life needs to stop pounding on me so I can take a breather.

My First Real Baseball Game

09.25.2006 @ 11:33 PM in Lifestream
One of the great things about working recreation for my agency is that I get to do things that I would otherwise probably never do on my own. One of those things is going to a major league baseball game, and in Toronto (YAY!) no less.

I’m still Alive…for now

09.23.2006 @ 1:32 AM in Lifestream
I just finished the most taxing and emotionally draining week of work I have ever had. Work aside, the week was full of those moments where you just wanna scream "fuck" at the top of your lungs. yesterday was the cake... I left my keys in my apartment for the first time ever. The door locks when you close it; so if you are pretty much SOL if you are outside keyless. I always knew it was gonna be a bitch if it ever happened, so I devised a mental block in my mind where I never let the door close unless I know I have my keys.

Week-in-Review/ Weekend Forecast

09.16.2006 @ 2:00 AM in Lifestream
I guess the week wasn't so bad, but I feel like so much happened:
  • I was poor again this week, like 5 dollars stretched into days. I'm trying really hard to get out of debt, and in doing that, I'm neglecting to buy food. I have a tendancy to forget to take care of myself. All these goddamn bills don't help either. A hint: never merge your finances with any one... EVER. I wish I wasn't so naive before.
  • Switched to T-mobile today because Sprint was too expensive with the family plan I was stuck with. I'm paying about 100 a month for Sprint. Ouch. Switching to t-mobile for ~70 a month, which gets me 600 minutes, free nights and weekends, 1000 text/picture messages, equipment protection, and my wireless Internet account for the iBook. I hate having to kill a contract and sign another, but in the long run I'll save money. Plus I get to port my number. The phone isn't too bad for free:
Motorola v360
  • Thursday was the big ole auction/fundraiser for my agency. Held at Salvatore's Italian Garden Kitschfest, we raised about $95k. My job was to sit at a laptop and input all the bid information in our auction database. Crazy hectic with everyone needing all these reports at the same time I have to put the bid info in. I had a teammate at another laptop, so it went smoothly enough.
  • Skylar needed food, so I headed over to Animal Outfitters today. I've decided to get him a toy with every food purchase, and this time he got a catnip lemon; Omar always has the kookiest toys around. I told him that Skylar has been scratching his ear raw, from too much wax i guess. Omar gave me some samples of medicated q-tips to clean Skylar's ears with, and told me I could bring him in and he'd take a look if it didn't get better. He also gave me a number for a vet to take the puss to, just in case he ever needed it. On a sad note, one of Omar's feline companions passed away from kidney failure at 18 years. My sympathies go out to Omar and his wife. I don't know what I'd do if Skylar left me. Let's change the subject.
  • My secured entry to my floor is compromised due to the deadbolt being torn off. I have no idea how that happen, but I assure you tomorrow, Horizon Realty should be fixing it.
This weekend is going to be spent in 25 dollar increments, because my insurance card came. I'm getting my 25 dollar 3-month membership to the BAC and seeing the doctor ($25) for some checkups. Hopefully I'll get some allergy meds and crazy pills while I'm at it ($15+$10=$25). I need my crazy pills. Oh, and I'm getting drunk with the Starbuckers from Williamsville Place tonight. Brent's Carrie is going to Italy, so it's a farewell drunkfest I guess.

Bucky behind bars again, no pigs splattered.

09.09.2006 @ 3:49 AM in Lifestream
What an uneventful end. They caught the bastard, at like 8pm or so on the NY-PA border. Not much to say else but he gave up willingly and exhaustedly. One news source called him a wimp. Why? Because he didn't "splatter Chautauqua County with Pigs" like he promised? Sheesh, not everything is like Law/Order. I remember growing up in NC, we had Eric Rudolph. He escaped and we were looking all over for him for years. This guy was just like Bucky, but more of a mountain man. One day someone found him dead propped up next to a dumpster or something. Oh well, life goes on. what a bloggful night this has been.

Weekend Update/What is Labor Day?

09.04.2006 @ 11:54 PM in Lifestream
What a weekend, I've had so much nothingness happen, I was too busy to blog.

Sailors, Starbucks, and Bears, Oh my!

08.27.2006 @ 10:13 PM in Lifestream
Sometimes a weekend just flies by and you don't have time to post about all the hellish things you did. henceforth is the weekend synopsis. Friday Not being a payday, this means I get to watch the last of my money get tossed at meaningless events and occasions. I think buying food costs more money than paying bills. I elect to stop eating all together; a sound financial decision. Brent and I get invited to a wine party by one of his Starbucks partners, Dave. Dave is a super-hot, scruffy, ex-figure skater with a girlfriend. I'd hate to see anything happen to his girlfriend; I hear she is prone to accidents. We almost don't go, but Brent's "Carrie" tells us she is wearing spandex and cowboy boots. We get there at 11:30. About 8 others were there; I was the only non-partner. It didn't really matter, as everyone's Starskills flew out the window soon after midnight. Unfortunately, I have to refrain from posting details of exactly what happened due to all the details being potentially damaging and unLegendary. At some point, Frizzy's became the after party of choice. Six of us head out from Depew to Allentown. Someone paints the interior of her friend's car, and our group drops to four.

Narcissism at its sexiest

08.24.2006 @ 4:14 AM in Lifestream
Sometimes I can't help but look at myself. But really folks, I'm so down to earth. I'm at Brent's working (supposedly) on some custom Google Maps API for the blog. A few cosmopolitans later, I'm in front of the iMac taking pictures of myself eating a pink cupcake.
Cupcake 400 x 300
Cosmos and vanity are so bad for productivity. The cupcakes was really good, too. Flickr'd for your pleasure.

Madonna-thon at Marcellas a disaster

08.21.2006 @ 1:19 AM in Lifestream
Brent has never been to Marcellas. I told him he wasn't missing anything. I really only go to dance and mess with all the boys that want a chance at me.

Neurotic Laptop PC user of the day.

08.19.2006 @ 10:05 PM in Lifestream
First off, I'm at Starbucks today because of three things: 1. It's been raining all day, and the fair was the last place my ass was going to walk around all wet in. 2. Spot coffee is packed full of Elmies (Elmwood infiltrators) because of the Elmwood Festival of the Arts. 3. My beloved free wireless hotspot is not showing up of late, probably do to the bad weather. So, I'm at Starbucks paying for my internet today. There is a nice free hotspot called "linksys" that you can get while sitting at Starbucks, but bad weather makes the signal weak and intermittant. The T-Mobile hotspot is strong and beefy. $9.99 for a daypass isn't that bad either. Ok... bitch time. I totally thought that a laptop was supposed to be portable. Something about no wires, less hassle, and makes ya look sexy in a coffee shop. I admit to plugging in a few peripherals, the iBook's battery needs to be replaced, so the power adapter is always in. Ok, and I have headphones and a USB mouse going, too. But the guy at Starbucks today, who I'm currently watching, is just ridiculous. Pandora is streaming nice and loud, and I can still here him and his frantic racket. He comes in and plops his bookbag on the table next to me. He starts to unpack. First, he pulls out his Dell lappy and begins to fiddle with the battery. He begins to sigh in a rather bitchy, faux-geek tone. This man is obviously not loved by electronics. After a pointless inspection of his battery, he has come to the conclusion that he must plug it in. That requires using the outlet I am using. I'm a nice guy, but if you get in my space, acknowledge it. The man was 8 feet from the outlet, and I was in his direct path. He proceeds to run his cord under my table, and leans over my messanger bag to plug in. I give him my patented cunty death eyes. He is oblivious, and goes back to trying to turn on his computer. The sighs are still going and the dramaticisms of his movements make me almost sympathetic. Almost. Watching him from the corner of my eye, he spends the next ten minutes attaching his USB mouse, jumbo studio-style headphones. I gather he is trying to find a free wireless network. He sees me on the internet and he becomes frustrated that he is not at successful. He almost opens his mouth four times to ask me something. Meanwhile I think his cellphone is sending him text messages saying he's an idiot. Today, his gadgets must have went on strike. Someone just left. He starts to pack up. Once again, he reaches over my shit and unplugs. But, wait, folks. He has managed to get my power cord caught up in his. Once again, he gets the death look, but he silently and hurriedly untangles, packs everything on top of his Dell, and rushes over to a more prime spot for free internet, I suppose. I can still hear him making racket and whiny noises. Whispered obscenities escape here and there. He moved once more and has now settled into his "prime" spot. I don't think he bought anything at Starbucks, either. I hope his battery blows up. I don't know why I blogged this. [tag]Starbucks, Dell, Apple, Elmwood Ave[/tag]