Lunch Time Blogging is for People Who Have Lunch!

Lunch time is my favorite time, but as Douglas Adams so clearly points out, "time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so." This hour has gone by faster than the majority of the day. I wanted to read up on so many interesting articles, but I haven't.

In any case, here are the headlines that caught my eye today:

• People do too like to read science
• Broca's area and chimpanzee communication
• Cannibalism May Have Wiped Out Neanderthals
• Hacked and robbed blind, one guild's cautionary tale
  
• Week in pictures

Poof and like that, lunch time was over!

Fantastic Fridays!

I love Fridays. Every other Friday I get paid. I get to wear jeans to work because it's Casual Friday. Fridays mean I can stay up all night playing WoW, watching movies or hanging out with friends because I don't have to wake up early on Saturday! My favorite Saint is even named Friday! This Friday is even more special than any other Friday. Why? Well it's the 29th of February! That's pretty exciting! Second, it's the last day of February which means March is just around the corner, meaning that it's only another 12 days until my birthday! I also finished all of my graduation certifications so it's all just regular updating from here on out! And more importantly Andrew comes home from California! A week sans Drew finally comes to a close and I get to rejoice by seeing my baby and doing any one of the following things above and more! :) Smiles all around!

I'm in a silly mood and most definitely do not want to be at work. It's the weekend warrior in me coming out! I'd much rather be out with friends laughing and having a ball. But I can't complain much about work, it's just Cathie and I. It's a rather slow day, there won't be any advising and we pretty much have a good time together.

I'm just excited! There was so many places this post could've gone, but I'm hyper like a 5 year old that ate too many pixie stix so my mind's off the wall. I'll edit it when I get home or maybe during lunch!

Into The Night

I'm beyond tired. At least that's how I feel when I wake up. Why I'm up even now amazes me, I should be sleeping, but instead up doing three days worth of Targum Crossword puzzles for reasons unbeknownst even to me!

I'm having a difficult time journaling, in the normal pen and paper sense. I feel that anything I write is, well just stupid and pointless. My feelings and my thoughts feel forced and when I even try to hold on to any creative thought process that might pass through my head, it simply disappears. Gone, like a flash of light. This makes blogging equally difficult, because if my journals are empty then there's no reason for this to exist.

Dinner at home with the parents. Weird though, it's no longer their home. I realized that NJ Transit riles me up. Being on the platform, waiting for the train and then sitting in one of those blue odd patterned seats in the middle of the pink car with a bunch of people walking slowly and talking a bit too loudly all spark up some hidden ire in me. That entire journey to Perth Amboy was another saga. One I care not to blog over and one I'm too lazy to write. It's the same old song and dance with that scenario.

Where has all of my inspiration gone? My motivation has shifted from actually doing something to merely doing things that bring me momentary pleasure. It seems like now I'm only thirsty for a glass of water, rather than hoping for something more tastey. And maybe the truth is that I always lived in some delusion where I was extraordinary and need to start focusing more on the fact that I'm ordinary and lack the extra.

Blah blah blah.....I think it's time for sleep and a new play list, this sure is a downer.

On a happier note, I forgot to mention that last week I saw Carmen perform at the Red Lion Cafe. A night of firsts I must say: First time I saw Carmen perform, first time I went into the Red Lion Cafe, and the first time I saw Carmen in about three years. (Ok, that one's not true, I saw him earlier this winter, but whatever!) It was nice seeing him again after so long and knowing that he's up to good things and getting to talk to him for more than a second. It was an even greater pleasure watching him perform. I bought his EP, it's excellent. Hope he keeps doing his thing and I get to continue watching him do so! He's on the myspace somewhere if anyone is interested.

I do believe it's time for me to sleep.

Mystical source of pleasure and satisfaction....

http://men.msn.com/articlees.aspx?cp-documentid=6273622&GT1=10921
This is actually from the women of Marie Claire...which is a woman's magazine, which explains why women's magazines suck.

A man shouldn't Wii in front of a woman? Since when have girl's been too good for video games? Is it ok if you XBox in front of some dingy broad though? What about Playstation 3? That should be ok right? I mean she'll obviously see that you're a big spender!

This line is just a tad bit ridiculous:

Flip it, flop it, swing it around, tug on it, adjust
it, scratch it, or do anything that will remind us that it's just a goofy
appendage and not a mystical source of pleasure and satisfaction.

That pretty much sums up my argument right there. Mystical source of pleasure and satisfaction WTF?! It's a penis, not some kind of magical item that you find while trying to finish a quest. There's no fellowship coming to destroy this thing!

Olympic Airway Flight 411

landed, at 3:14 this afternoon! Now, why might that be anything to note? It happens to be the flight my parents were on...so I'm happy that it landed safely and I got to see and hug my mom and my dad for the first time in 11 months! I've never been that far from them, and not to be able to call them whenever I wanted due to time differences, or constantly wonder what they looked like, this made my week, my month, my year so far! Though, I have to say they looked a little odd, but I don't think I've ever seen them be so...happy and relaxed.

They brought two suitcases and we wouldn't be Greek if both of those suitcases had clothes, so I will share with you part of the bounty my parents brought back with them. I'm so excited, I want to go on the Olympic flight back with them!!

This φλιτζάνι actually belonged to my grandmother, my mom brought it over as a housewarming gift. Everyone needs φλιτζάνια in their place!

This is part of the bountiful feast. I will be eating like a champ!

Lastly, there's a calendar and it has pictures from my island, which is pretty exciting because I haven't seen my island since I was 14. It's been that long and yet I still feel like that's home!

There's plenty more. I got gifts from 'Αννα, my θειά and my mom and dad brought an even grander mess of things. I just rather not blog about it all. I'm extremely excited that they're back. They didn't have to bring any of it, I was just happy to be able to give them both hugs!! This is going to be the best month ever!!

Undone.

I told myself I'd blog something noteworthy at lunch, but I wrote on a piece of paper instead. I tell myself when I get home tonight, I'll journal and by that I mean actually finish an entire entry and not leave it half done. I haven't actually finished anything I've meant to finish. I'm like that character in The World According to Garp, Alice who always writes but never finishes. Maybe today I'll actually accomplish new things.

On the plus side. My glasses are ready. I'm excited!

I definitely love to dance and don't do it enough!

Silly Scallions!

I love these scallions! They're so silly!!

Sad Songs Say So Much

"Lonelily"
I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I lonelily landed my wants in her hands
In a way I felt you were leaving me
I was sure I wouldn't find you at home
And you let me down
You could have knocked off the evening
But you lonelily let him push under your bone
You let me down
It's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone

You're coming home, you're coming home

I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I was lonelily looking for someone to hold
In a way I lost all I believed in
And I never found myself so low
And you let me down
You could've called if you'd needed
But you lonelily got yourself locked in instead
And you let me down
It's one thing being cheated
But you took him all the way through your bed

And now you're coming home
And I'm trying to forgive
You're coming home
And I'm trying to forget
You're coming home
And I'm trying to move on
You're coming home
And you haven't called yet

You're coming home
And I'm trying to forgive
You're coming home
I'm just trying to forget
You're coming home
I'm trying to move on
You're coming home
But you haven't called
You're coming home

You're coming home, you're coming home

I gave me away
I could have knocked off the evening
But I lonelily loomed her into my bone
You let me down
There's no use deceiving
Neither of us wanna be alone
Damien Rice

Ahh.... Mr. Rice, curse you and your home hitting lyrics. And nature I would've preferred the bigger gut over the larger brain right now. Though I must admit, I do this to myself, I put myself in these moods and situations and rather than being productive, I just sit and mope in my own inability to do anything well.

There are books that need to be sold, others that need to be read, notes that need to be digitized, index cards that need to be re organized, bone field guides that need to be reorganized, an apartment to be set up and millions of other things I could tackle instead of enjoying myself at own emo laden pity party. I definitely bite off more than I can chew and I need to stop filing myself with things I'll never be able to swallow let alone digest. It's nice to have fun sometimes, but I need to actually get back to work sooner than I thought I would.

Ugh!

At least I got pretty flowers! : )

Andy Loves Me!

I walk out to his car to get in....open the door and see these beauties! The camera phone does not do them justice, but they completely made me day!!!

When I Was Your Age....

I walked two mikes in the snow to work....both ways! Ha ha! It's funny because it's true! The walk wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. The rain was light, the sidewalks were a toss up between completely cleared off and miserable and if I had my phone you would've seen the puddle I had to cross through. It was knee deep, which I know for everyone else isn't serious because my knees are at the level of people's shins...but it's all relative people! Thank goodness for Target Galoshes!! Not only did I look stylish but my feet are dry too. And Andrew's daypack kicks so much ass!!

I Get it From My Momma

Ridiculous amounts of blogging today, but I have to boast about my awesome improv dinner accompaniment! My mom's well known for not really using recipes but just coming up with stuff on her own from flavors she knows and loves and also knows we'll love. I just conjured her prowess at cooking and made something delicious....all from realizing that my grape tomatoes were going to go bad!! YAY!!!!!!!!

Another thing to be excited about? There's no longer a bunch of crap in my living room. It's all almost coming together. Save for the two piles of crap that still exist (one that is actually garbage and one that's books that need to get sold) this place is relatively clean. The most organized places in the place? The bathroom, the kitchen and surprisingly the bedroom. I say at least (due to our not wanting to break the bank) another month before this place is set up the way I like. Although with my analness I'll keep moving stuff around until I'm content with it.

I need to type up or scan my notes so I no longer have to save the paper copy. They take up entirely too much room. Scan and type up all except for my bone books. Those will stay how they are.

I also found all my journals. The fact that I hold on to them is a little disturbing but I don't know exactly how I should dispose of them. I'm scared some bored garbage man will decide to read through them and know all of my secrets. I can't burn them because I seriously doubt the legality of that in New Jersey. I'm so bad at getting rid of old things that I can't even delete my old blogs!

This post sucked but I'm too tired to care about the grammar or my inability to write entertaining prose. I'll edit it another time!

Frustrated and annoyed.


I wish the hammock was still there for me to go to. Although I'm positive that at first you'd be disappointed in me, I'm sure I'd still get a hug and then some solid advice.

Jersey Girl.

NJ's to the left!

Sure it might seem like we're progressive, but our local government is so corrupt that it's beyond disgusting. Although I like the fact that we seem to be one of the most progressive states because I lean to the left myself (and I'm a little disgusted at myself with this) but I actually agree with this Republican from Morris County:

The liberal legacy in New Jersey won’t be abolishing the death penalty and apologizing for slavery, he said. It will be high taxes and deep deficits. “What we’re not doing is talking about reducing property taxes or reducing the flight of people from New Jersey,” he said.

Not that I pay property tax because I rent, but I used to live in Perth Amboy and knew what the property tax is there. It was beyond ridiculous and it keeps getting ridiculous. Maybe the reason for the large number of wealthy people in NJ is due to the fact that the middle class can't afford it anymore!

We might be leaning too far to the left, into the red and I don't mean Communism, but towards increased state debt!

It's nice having all these liberal perks and benefits, (although in my opinion civil union does not equal marriage in any way shape or form, but that's another entry.) but at what cost and more specifically at what cost to the working middle class? So high that I who enjoy these perks can't afford to live here? Honestly, Pennsylvania is not a pretty place and there's only one other place in this country I could even slightly imagine myself in. That place is A LOT farther from home!

Improving on the dictionary.

This is the current definition of silly:
sil·ly: /ˈsɪli/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[sil-ee] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation adjective, -li·er, -li·est, noun, plural -lies. –adjective

1.	weak-minded or lacking good sense; stupid or foolish: a silly writer.

2.	absurd; ridiculous; irrational: a silly idea.

3.	stunned; dazed: He knocked me silly.

4.	Cricket. (of a fielder or the fielder's playing position) extremely close to the batsman's wicket: silly mid off.

5.	Archaic. rustic; plain; homely.

6.	Archaic. weak; helpless.

7.	Obsolete. lowly in rank or state; humble.

–noun

8.	Informal. a silly or foolish person: Don't be such a silly.

But I definitely think it should be like this:

sil·ly /ˈsɪli/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[sil-ee] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation adjective, -li·er, -li·est, noun, plural -lies. –adjective

1.	weak-minded or lacking good sense; stupid or foolish: a silly writer.

2.	absurd; ridiculous; irrational: a silly idea.

3.	stunned; dazed: He knocked me silly.

4.	Cricket. (of a fielder or the fielder's playing position) extremely close to the batsman's wicket: silly mid off.

5.	Archaic. rustic; plain; homely.

6.	Archaic. weak; helpless.

7.	Obsolete. lowly in rank or state; humble.

–noun

8.	Informal. a silly or foolish person: Don't be such a silly.

9. Also see Eleni:
(for proof you can all see below!)

Moving In Day Feels Like A Million

Some how I'm still unpacking things. I have to admit though, I haven't really been as dedicated to the act as I should be. I've been going out a lot and ignoring both my budget and my domestic duties. All of which will eventually lead to nothing but disappointment in the end. The truth of it is though, I really want to throw out have of the shit I own and just buy all new crap. Screw the budget, screw sentimental value, screw all my old stuff!! So...I'll start with this fish!

Sleepy

I'm extremely tired today. Went out last night and probably shouldn't have only to spend money that I shouldn't have. drank a lot of alcohol (by my standards) that I shouldn't have and went to bed way later than I ever intended. And I want to journal about things that I know will surely affect me, but right now none of it bothers me at all and that pretty much makes me a terrible person. Maybe I'll do a better job pen and paper wise. We'll see.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22809222/

I'll talk about it when I get a chance.

Jen's Party

Jen's Birthday Party and yet there aren't any photos of Jen and I! We'll need to rectify that! First walking into the house.
Katie loves prison, it makes me tired on the other hand.
Me and the Drew.
Patricia, Me and Andrew. We look like some kind of messed up family! Ha ha ha! A much better description of the party later!!

Feelin' Blue

I'm at work practically falling asleep. The combination of it being too quiet, the lousy weather and being out late last night is making it rather difficult for me to stay awake. Lately, this blog has been mostly pictures, (they're worth 1,000 words, saves me the trouble of typing!) but lately I've been reverting to irritating my faithful readers with my prose. (My sincerest apologies, I promise to return to pictures as soon as there is something meaningful to capture. Though last nights Giants' celebration dance in Ruthy's Apartment were worthy enough.)

I know the point of a personal blog is to disclose intimate details about my life to the thousands handful of readers who come across my page. I don't feel too comfortable with sharing some of those secrets to any Tom, Dick or Harry that comes across this page, so don't mind my being cryptic. There's so much I want to say and yet, I don't even know how to say it. I wish I just had a space I could go to and be alone for a while to get it all out and then have a long discussion on it. Maybe when I've penned it all out on paper, I'll take the time to carefully edit it here...this way I'm not teasing my entertainment.


So I'm feelin' a little blue right now. Blue and utterly exhausted! Although, I must admit, remembering that last night the Giants beat the Patriots in one of the biggest upsets in Sports History. Is truly amazing. I was never a fanatical sports fan until recent years, but now I understand why my father and his friends would curse at the TV and practically cry when their team played both miserable and horribly. I get it now, I totally get it!

Anyway, here are some pictures to lighten my spirits at least:

A Lil' Procrastination Goes A Lil Ways.

Yes, I have things to do, but it's more important that we figure out who will play me in the made for TV biographic movie!






I think I should get Jack Black for SURE!

Moving In Sucks!

New Haircut!

Move Along

Well folks, I am no longer a resident of Perth Amboy. Well any documentation I have says otherwise, but all of my things are in Highland Park. Plus they also say home is where the heart is...and well, mine's here! Moving out has made me realize that a lot of the things I own are garbage! Garbage and books! I think I have more books than the Perth Amboy Public Library (at least more books published after 1960)! It's really hard trying to figure out where to put things and how I'm going to decorate everything. So I've been slacking a lot and watching a lot of Ninja Warrior and MTV Tr3s! (Yes, I've been watching Spanish MTV). Andrew decided we needed the cooler digital cable package, so now we all have these channels. I can even watch the Inter game right now! Pretty exciting! Siere A soccer used to be a daily Sunday thing for me. So it's cool that I can watch it again.

There are still so many things I need to get, and this doesn't seem like it's going to be a very quick process. So I should probably get off the computer and get to work... Super Bowl Party is later today anyway.