I'm sick and wiped out. I took little red pills, which work perfectly for congestion, but I did not sleep for a single minute last night.
I want to go home but I can't. I have an acting class, and Alex is having people over to his house to was the rise and fall of the Spartans on the History Channel. Am I the only one whose friends have parties to watch tv?
(Oh wait, M.A.S.H..)
I am reeling from weirdness and a really healthy, yet completely circular, conversation.
I'm not getting engaged. You know, still.
It's weird and sad and for the first time I do not know what I want. I don't feel like half of a whole anymore, I feel like just plain old me. I just want to move on and do stuff and travel and be alone. Meet new people. That's hardly fair, right? Even though it took him six years to figure out it's what he wanted, and by then I had given up? That doesn't fit into a seven-year relationship, does it? Oh, itch, you metaphorical and literal bitch. You heart-breaking, torso-inflaming cliche. You ruiner of plans and user-upper of hydrocortisone.
30 September 2002
27 September 2002
I got a NY Concerts update email, Triumph the insult comic dog is going to be live somewhere on Halloween.
crappy costumes encouraged, show up poopfaced.
It's raining really hard here, and the office is so quiet, I'm lulled.
Think my current events column will still be current a week after I damn wrote it and sent it in? I keep thinking it might be funnier and more polished if I had more damn time work on it. jesus. What the crapshit? I guess it's hard to run a webpage when you work full time and you're the fucking stand out character in a play or whatever. My article uses the word "grandpa-palooza". Come on, you guys.
crappy costumes encouraged, show up poopfaced.
It's raining really hard here, and the office is so quiet, I'm lulled.
Think my current events column will still be current a week after I damn wrote it and sent it in? I keep thinking it might be funnier and more polished if I had more damn time work on it. jesus. What the crapshit? I guess it's hard to run a webpage when you work full time and you're the fucking stand out character in a play or whatever. My article uses the word "grandpa-palooza". Come on, you guys.
friday five:
1. What are your favorite ways to relax and unwind? At night, beer and mindnumbing tv/movies. Not something good, because if I see something I really like I won't be able to sleep (like the giddy eight-year-old that I am). In the mornings, npr. Weekends I like to sit and drink coffee and listen to cds.
2. What do you do the moment you get home from work/school/errands? Take the mail into the potty, whether I have to go or not. Actually, I'm usually just coming from the gym, so I will jump in the shower, come out and sit in my robe, with a grilled cheese sandwich and a beer in a frozen mug. There was nothing better ever in the world, ever.
3. What are your favorite aromatherapeutic smells? Hazelnut coffee or hot chicken wings. I bought a perfume over the summer from bath and body works called "love". It smells kinda pretty too, also.
4. Do you feel more relaxed with a group of friends or hanging out by yourself? Self, I guess.
5. What is something that you feel is relaxing but most people don't? The news. Two hour walks with good music works, but I don't really need to relax very often. I am one low-stress individual. The most relaxing thing to me is to exhaust myself and then collapse somewhere.
First thing I overhear this morning is a guy to another guy on the phone, "Wow, that was convincing, you really sounded like a receptionist there. You probably don't want to hear that, though . . ."
I'm right here.
Ass.
1. What are your favorite ways to relax and unwind? At night, beer and mindnumbing tv/movies. Not something good, because if I see something I really like I won't be able to sleep (like the giddy eight-year-old that I am). In the mornings, npr. Weekends I like to sit and drink coffee and listen to cds.
2. What do you do the moment you get home from work/school/errands? Take the mail into the potty, whether I have to go or not. Actually, I'm usually just coming from the gym, so I will jump in the shower, come out and sit in my robe, with a grilled cheese sandwich and a beer in a frozen mug. There was nothing better ever in the world, ever.
3. What are your favorite aromatherapeutic smells? Hazelnut coffee or hot chicken wings. I bought a perfume over the summer from bath and body works called "love". It smells kinda pretty too, also.
4. Do you feel more relaxed with a group of friends or hanging out by yourself? Self, I guess.
5. What is something that you feel is relaxing but most people don't? The news. Two hour walks with good music works, but I don't really need to relax very often. I am one low-stress individual. The most relaxing thing to me is to exhaust myself and then collapse somewhere.
First thing I overhear this morning is a guy to another guy on the phone, "Wow, that was convincing, you really sounded like a receptionist there. You probably don't want to hear that, though . . ."
I'm right here.
Ass.
26 September 2002
25 September 2002
So, I've got functioning equipment and I'm at work, so I have plenty of leisure time.
I felt like such an asshole yesterday, I had my Indomitable Spirit t-shirt on and I was drinking out of my Globo Chem mug. Stupid fangirl. I was alone in the apartment but I still put my jacket on just so I wouldn't feel like a loser. (ps-it didn't work)
Even though I wish I was still in New York, I am glad I get to sleep in a real bed, and food and places to sit are plentiful here. I have a check waiting for me somewhere in this office as well. I hemmoraged money this past week and it caught up to me in my last hour of vacation, when my credit card got denied at the airport Nathan's Hot Dog. Not my shining moment.
Celebrity Sightings!!
I saw John Waters on the subway. He really really looked like a guy taking the subway. It was amazing.
I saw Rich Hall* at Eating It and he fucking killed. I was pleasantly surprised. He also pointed me out in the crowd and called me gorgeous, which I'll take. He's a stranger and he didn't mean it, but it counts.
At Hooray for America! Janeane Garofalo was behind me looking for her seat before she figured out she was supposed to be in the balcony. It was a hilarious visual to see people freak out in a wave as she walked by.
I think my row may have been singles only, which is kind of a good idea in theory, assuming people will get to talking about their shared interests and hook up. Except that the guy to my left was creepy enough for me to not want people to think we were together. And I am a total bitch for that. (bows)
*he is the british Le Poupee. Remember sniglets?
I felt like such an asshole yesterday, I had my Indomitable Spirit t-shirt on and I was drinking out of my Globo Chem mug. Stupid fangirl. I was alone in the apartment but I still put my jacket on just so I wouldn't feel like a loser. (ps-it didn't work)
Even though I wish I was still in New York, I am glad I get to sleep in a real bed, and food and places to sit are plentiful here. I have a check waiting for me somewhere in this office as well. I hemmoraged money this past week and it caught up to me in my last hour of vacation, when my credit card got denied at the airport Nathan's Hot Dog. Not my shining moment.
Celebrity Sightings!!
I saw John Waters on the subway. He really really looked like a guy taking the subway. It was amazing.
I saw Rich Hall* at Eating It and he fucking killed. I was pleasantly surprised. He also pointed me out in the crowd and called me gorgeous, which I'll take. He's a stranger and he didn't mean it, but it counts.
At Hooray for America! Janeane Garofalo was behind me looking for her seat before she figured out she was supposed to be in the balcony. It was a hilarious visual to see people freak out in a wave as she walked by.
I think my row may have been singles only, which is kind of a good idea in theory, assuming people will get to talking about their shared interests and hook up. Except that the guy to my left was creepy enough for me to not want people to think we were together. And I am a total bitch for that. (bows)
*he is the british Le Poupee. Remember sniglets?
23 September 2002
My brother's keyboard is only accepting about 67% of my keystrokes.
Wow. It was really, very good.
Love them, sexually.
I bought way too much swag.
saw tavie and tara and gina. That was cool. ;)
A comedy festival in New York would be redundant. Every night of the week I've seen an amazing show or two.
I've never written so much in my life. I don't know if it's being away from my womb-like daily existence or if it's the inspiration of being in the city or maybe it's just fun to be pretentious and whip out a notebook at the Starbucks and chuckle softly to myself.
Tonight: the Luna.
There's a lot to say, but I'm going to have to wait for more leisure time on properly functioning equipment.
Wow. It was really, very good.
Love them, sexually.
I bought way too much swag.
saw tavie and tara and gina. That was cool. ;)
A comedy festival in New York would be redundant. Every night of the week I've seen an amazing show or two.
I've never written so much in my life. I don't know if it's being away from my womb-like daily existence or if it's the inspiration of being in the city or maybe it's just fun to be pretentious and whip out a notebook at the Starbucks and chuckle softly to myself.
Tonight: the Luna.
There's a lot to say, but I'm going to have to wait for more leisure time on properly functioning equipment.
19 September 2002
I spent the day alone in New York city. Everyone should. By 11 am
I was lonely, sweaty, hungry and my feet hurt, which I took as a sign I was doing something right. I joked that I would be spending this time sipping tea in a cafe and scribbling in my journal, and then I did exactly that.
Tylenol pm kicking in.
I was lonely, sweaty, hungry and my feet hurt, which I took as a sign I was doing something right. I joked that I would be spending this time sipping tea in a cafe and scribbling in my journal, and then I did exactly that.
Tylenol pm kicking in.
17 September 2002
Bah, I'm in the garage.
This shit pisses me off.
Fucking morons.
1. High school boys are idiots, by definition, and get in the way of the girls getting a real education. It is a fact that girls tend to be more timid in high school and don't participate as much, at the same time teachers tend to call on boys more often. (I love men, a whole damn lot. But they should be able to go through what they go through in high school without having to deal with seeing girls all day, too.)
2. When you go to an all-girls school, you see the star athletes are women, the star students are women, the class leaders and bullies and poets and clowns and math nerds and punks are all strong women.
3. When I "integrated" into college and later the workforce, I entered it knowing myself, not defining myself by the attention I got or didn't get from men. Nor did i find myself threatened by the presence of other women.
4. I have real, honest friendships with other women as well as men. Not sure how much it had to do with high school, but it's true. It makes me crazy when women say, "I don't have any female friends, all my friends are guys, I hate women, they're so bitchy." It breaks my heart.
5. 97% of my class went on to college, almost 70% of us on scholarship. Half of us were offered more than one scholarship to more than one school. I'm not sure if that helps my case a lot, but it certainly says we weren't getting a lesser education.
Perhaps I sound like an elitist. It's possible I got a better education because it was a private school, but that's not what we're talking about. Feminists are complaining that it's sexist to allow an all girls school to be an option in a non-private school. That is the epitome of feminist self-hatred. "If it's only women it won't be as good. We need to be just like men to be good enough." How can it be sexist? There is no sexism when it's just women. Great Hera!
I think, no matter what, I am better off psychologically for being an alumna of a girls only school. Yes, girls got pregnant, came to school drunk, got in fights. Yes, it was still friggin hard to be a social being in high school. I think the pressure would have been ten fold for me had they added males to the mix.
(I think girls only stuff once you've left high school is dumb and uneccessary, but whatever.)
I don't know, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe we should get a taste of the glass ceiling before college. Maybe we should get used to defining ourselves by nothing more than our sexual desirability earlier on in life than college. Maybe we should get used to being passed over, mocked out, and condescended to in our formative years long before we have daughters of our own.
I didn't go to public school, was it that great that we can't even give people the option?
and with that, I go to the airport.
This shit pisses me off.
Fucking morons.
1. High school boys are idiots, by definition, and get in the way of the girls getting a real education. It is a fact that girls tend to be more timid in high school and don't participate as much, at the same time teachers tend to call on boys more often. (I love men, a whole damn lot. But they should be able to go through what they go through in high school without having to deal with seeing girls all day, too.)
2. When you go to an all-girls school, you see the star athletes are women, the star students are women, the class leaders and bullies and poets and clowns and math nerds and punks are all strong women.
3. When I "integrated" into college and later the workforce, I entered it knowing myself, not defining myself by the attention I got or didn't get from men. Nor did i find myself threatened by the presence of other women.
4. I have real, honest friendships with other women as well as men. Not sure how much it had to do with high school, but it's true. It makes me crazy when women say, "I don't have any female friends, all my friends are guys, I hate women, they're so bitchy." It breaks my heart.
5. 97% of my class went on to college, almost 70% of us on scholarship. Half of us were offered more than one scholarship to more than one school. I'm not sure if that helps my case a lot, but it certainly says we weren't getting a lesser education.
Perhaps I sound like an elitist. It's possible I got a better education because it was a private school, but that's not what we're talking about. Feminists are complaining that it's sexist to allow an all girls school to be an option in a non-private school. That is the epitome of feminist self-hatred. "If it's only women it won't be as good. We need to be just like men to be good enough." How can it be sexist? There is no sexism when it's just women. Great Hera!
I think, no matter what, I am better off psychologically for being an alumna of a girls only school. Yes, girls got pregnant, came to school drunk, got in fights. Yes, it was still friggin hard to be a social being in high school. I think the pressure would have been ten fold for me had they added males to the mix.
(I think girls only stuff once you've left high school is dumb and uneccessary, but whatever.)
I don't know, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe we should get a taste of the glass ceiling before college. Maybe we should get used to defining ourselves by nothing more than our sexual desirability earlier on in life than college. Maybe we should get used to being passed over, mocked out, and condescended to in our formative years long before we have daughters of our own.
I didn't go to public school, was it that great that we can't even give people the option?
and with that, I go to the airport.
I have all my luggage and an extra pair of sneakers next to my desk. I can't wait. I'm leaving right at five.
I forgot to bring a book. My boyfriend did not offer to help me with my bags at any point this morning. Not that I care, I just found it odd and funny.
I don't think I remember what it's like to not be sick to my stomach.
I forgot to bring a book. My boyfriend did not offer to help me with my bags at any point this morning. Not that I care, I just found it odd and funny.
I don't think I remember what it's like to not be sick to my stomach.
16 September 2002
Our Lady of Perpetual Nausea, pray for us. I said do it! Now!
I feel stupid and dull and angry at myself today.
I woke up as Todd was coming to bed last night and tried to ask him to set the alarm for me. I was still almost all the way asleep, and I called him 'David' for absolutely no reason. Well, that's got to stop. I'm pretending I don't remember, but it's still kind of shitty no matter how you look at it. I feel really bad about it. I never even dated a david. I only know 'daves'.
I was going to work out, but then I asked my boss if it was ok, and he hesitated in that 'it's-ok-but-really-not' way. That is eating away at me. I wish I didn't care what people thought. I wish people could say what they meant. I wish I wasn't a secretary. Wishwishwish.
I am really happy about going to New York, even though getting there is going to be a logistical nightmare. A girl at work led me to this museum, which looks pretty good. I'm going to the UCB on Wednesday by myself, so if you're going to be there wave to me from a distance. Because I probably won't want to sit with anybody. I'll probably bring a book to read. I'll be the one inconspicuously holding a big purple flower between my teeth and softly weeping.
Also, I'm going to this on Thursday. I will also be alone, as the only people I know for a fact will be there are going to be on stage.
Wow, I am as mopey as my page title implies. :D
I feel stupid and dull and angry at myself today.
I woke up as Todd was coming to bed last night and tried to ask him to set the alarm for me. I was still almost all the way asleep, and I called him 'David' for absolutely no reason. Well, that's got to stop. I'm pretending I don't remember, but it's still kind of shitty no matter how you look at it. I feel really bad about it. I never even dated a david. I only know 'daves'.
I was going to work out, but then I asked my boss if it was ok, and he hesitated in that 'it's-ok-but-really-not' way. That is eating away at me. I wish I didn't care what people thought. I wish people could say what they meant. I wish I wasn't a secretary. Wishwishwish.
I am really happy about going to New York, even though getting there is going to be a logistical nightmare. A girl at work led me to this museum, which looks pretty good. I'm going to the UCB on Wednesday by myself, so if you're going to be there wave to me from a distance. Because I probably won't want to sit with anybody. I'll probably bring a book to read. I'll be the one inconspicuously holding a big purple flower between my teeth and softly weeping.
Also, I'm going to this on Thursday. I will also be alone, as the only people I know for a fact will be there are going to be on stage.
Wow, I am as mopey as my page title implies. :D
13 September 2002
friday five:.
1. What was/is your favorite subject in school? Why? In grammar school and high school it was English, I read constantly. The only time I ever felt worthwhile in school was when they put me in accelerated reading. Until I got to college and the english department crushed my spirit. In college I liked acting and ecology. (Me no good at english? thats unpossible.)
2. Who was your favorite teacher? Why? My seventh grade gym teacher, Mr. Kowal. He was a really great regular guy who talked to us like we were people, not kids, but he never lost his authority. He subbed in for our history teacher for a few weeks and became this really great, engaging history teacher.
3. What is your favorite memory of school? In the 5th grade, Sr. Alphonse Marie read to us after lunch every day from this 'little house on the prarie'- type book a friend of hers wrote. Mahitabel, I think it was called. We got to just sit with the lights off and listen. It was over the winter, so I took off my shoes and put my feet on the radiator. Nice and cozy like.
4. What was your favorite recess game? Four square.
5. What did you hate most about school? Quite a lot. Getting up in the morning. Doing homework. Being humiliated and yelled at. Being a loser. Not having friends, then having rotten friends that treated me shittily. Not having a date to the junior prom. Pretty much everything that didn't have to do with putting my feet on the radiator.
1. What was/is your favorite subject in school? Why? In grammar school and high school it was English, I read constantly. The only time I ever felt worthwhile in school was when they put me in accelerated reading. Until I got to college and the english department crushed my spirit. In college I liked acting and ecology. (Me no good at english? thats unpossible.)
2. Who was your favorite teacher? Why? My seventh grade gym teacher, Mr. Kowal. He was a really great regular guy who talked to us like we were people, not kids, but he never lost his authority. He subbed in for our history teacher for a few weeks and became this really great, engaging history teacher.
3. What is your favorite memory of school? In the 5th grade, Sr. Alphonse Marie read to us after lunch every day from this 'little house on the prarie'- type book a friend of hers wrote. Mahitabel, I think it was called. We got to just sit with the lights off and listen. It was over the winter, so I took off my shoes and put my feet on the radiator. Nice and cozy like.
4. What was your favorite recess game? Four square.
5. What did you hate most about school? Quite a lot. Getting up in the morning. Doing homework. Being humiliated and yelled at. Being a loser. Not having friends, then having rotten friends that treated me shittily. Not having a date to the junior prom. Pretty much everything that didn't have to do with putting my feet on the radiator.
12 September 2002
I wore a skirt to work today for the first time in two years. I feel so sassy and bohemian. I did more this morning than I've done all week, so I will dick around on the internet until further notice or until someone gets pissy with me.
I told Don I would do improv for them if they needed me. This looks bad, I know. "oh well, now that we have this great space and we're getting paid and she wants to do shows." But that's really not it. Half of the cast is in other shows. It would be awful for them to have to cancel shows at this great new place because they couldn't get three people together to do improv. He's only going to call me if they really need me anyway.
And I'm not defensive about it at all.
Heh heh. Heh heh.
Yes.
delicious.
There I go again, spreading the odencross love.
Do you realize that I haven't yet watched the commentary on my same guys new dresses dvd? Because I just realized it.
I am some kind of moron.
The bad kind.
This post is too long.
I told Don I would do improv for them if they needed me. This looks bad, I know. "oh well, now that we have this great space and we're getting paid and she wants to do shows." But that's really not it. Half of the cast is in other shows. It would be awful for them to have to cancel shows at this great new place because they couldn't get three people together to do improv. He's only going to call me if they really need me anyway.
And I'm not defensive about it at all.
Heh heh. Heh heh.
Yes.
delicious.
There I go again, spreading the odencross love.
Do you realize that I haven't yet watched the commentary on my same guys new dresses dvd? Because I just realized it.
I am some kind of moron.
The bad kind.
This post is too long.
I went home after work and watched. I didn't realize a family a block away from me lost a son.
I can't stop measuring my words. I want to blather on, but I know nothing I'm going to say is going to be sufficient. I'm glad I watched, even though I kept feeling like I had just heard about it for the first time. I wanted to spend the whole night with someone in my lap, patting his head until he fell asleep. No one in particular, just someone who needed it.
I can't stop measuring my words. I want to blather on, but I know nothing I'm going to say is going to be sufficient. I'm glad I watched, even though I kept feeling like I had just heard about it for the first time. I wanted to spend the whole night with someone in my lap, patting his head until he fell asleep. No one in particular, just someone who needed it.
Overheard on the subway:
old man in suit to another of same, regarding retirement:
". . . you know what I found out though? If you retire you can't get another job in the system, but if you're elected to something, you can collect your pension and your salary. So . . . .I'm going to run for something."
old man in suit to another of same, regarding retirement:
". . . you know what I found out though? If you retire you can't get another job in the system, but if you're elected to something, you can collect your pension and your salary. So . . . .I'm going to run for something."
10 September 2002
Don't you hate when you do something minor and inappropriate and it makes you sick to your stomach, even though the offended party may not have even noticed? I'm so obsessive.
Oh my god-yyys- so. fucking. good. They get inside your head and kick your head's ass.
The jury is still out on the shins. They might be a little too 'early beach boys' for my taste. I have to listen a few more times. There are a couple songs that I just love.
By the way, I tried to reply to tavie's Godspell comment, but my own commenter won't let me. Yes, i love this album but the guy just RUINS "all good gifts". That was the song, man. When I was in high school, our brother school's glee club would have concerts. The guys would get up there and belt out "I really wanna thank you loooooooord . . ." and we would swooooooon. That and "fill my cup" always got me.
(ok, is it wrong to admit that hymns got me hot and bothered ? shall I quit talking about high school? can I stop with the rhetorical questions? yeah.)
Oh my god-yyys- so. fucking. good. They get inside your head and kick your head's ass.
The jury is still out on the shins. They might be a little too 'early beach boys' for my taste. I have to listen a few more times. There are a couple songs that I just love.
By the way, I tried to reply to tavie's Godspell comment, but my own commenter won't let me. Yes, i love this album but the guy just RUINS "all good gifts". That was the song, man. When I was in high school, our brother school's glee club would have concerts. The guys would get up there and belt out "I really wanna thank you loooooooord . . ." and we would swooooooon. That and "fill my cup" always got me.
(ok, is it wrong to admit that hymns got me hot and bothered ? shall I quit talking about high school? can I stop with the rhetorical questions? yeah.)
09 September 2002
100 things about sarah:
1. I was born in the hospital where my mom, my aunt and my grandmother worked. My sister is a critical care nurse there now. She's the one who gets to run down the halls when there's a �code blue�. I am in awe of her.
2. I live in Buffalo, but I'm moving to New York in spring.
3. I try to make myself sound cooler than I am.
4. I am a vegetarian in spirit.
5. I wouldn�t know what to spend money on even if I had it.
6. My family used to not get along very well. Now we have a lot of fun together.
7. I consider myself an actor, even though lately I find acting horribly embarrassing and pointless.
8. My first kiss was at camp when I was 12. He was African American and very nice to me. My next kiss was five years later. He was a big fan of Rush and a dick.
9. I am just starting to find my own taste in music.
10. When my boyfriend is too busy to hang out with me I replace him with a celebrity crush. My apologies to David Cross.
11. Most people treat me with an odd amount of respect, bordering on reverence. It fascinates and confuses me.
12. As much as I hate to admit it, working out works.
13. I refuse to have a negative body image.
14. I hate elitist pricks who put down the poor or uneducated.
15. I was called �stubborn� recently. I consider myself pretty laid back.
16. I hate drama over petty shit. Suck it up.
17. I love being surprised.
18. I never learned to drive, and probably never will.
19. I could eat nothing but grilled cheese sandwiches. I want one right now. On rye, please.
20. I'm a secretary, and I don�t mind it. My office is pretty cool.
21. I'm writing a one-woman show, and so far it's the most gratifying experience I've ever had.
22. I'm on the writing staff for a children's tv show that is in development.
23. One of my best friends is a professional mime and sports mascot.
24. I can't live without my portable cd player.
25. I think child molesters should get the death penalty.
26. I used to be catholic, now I'm agnostic, leaning toward atheist. My parents don�t know.
27. I just found out this summer that I can kind of sing.
27. My favorite song of all time is "girlfriend" by Matthew Sweet. (currently: "bang" by the yeah yeah yeahs)
28. I can't remember the last time I was really hit on.
29. One guy in my office calls me �sparkles�; another calls me 'Number 6'. My entire family calls me "serry berry" or "bear". My online friends call me 'serra', but it's pronounced the same as my real name.
30. Even though I understand it, I don�t like it when people leave off the 'h', or worse, put it in the wrong place.
31. Yes, I have online friends, and I love them.
32. I can live without the internet and my cell phone.
33. I watch a lot less tv than I used to.
34. I wear a lot less makeup than I used to.
35. I dangle my participles.
36. I think I may have had ADD in school, but no one cared enough to find out.
37. I went to catholic school for 13 years, and I went to an all-girls high school. Strange as it sounds, I would recommend it highly.
38. In high school I was in the drama club, yearbook, and the literary magazine. I got cut from the soccer team.
39. I was a lonely kid. I read books and wrote bad poetry constantly.
40. I am the youngest of four, I have two brothers and a sister.
41. I wish I knew more about history, politics and Greek mythology.
42. I wish I knew Latin and Spanish.
43. My favorite piece of music is Bach�s solo �cello movements 1-18. That�s a lot of music for your listening dollar.
44. I despise everything about the 80s except for Big Country.
45. On September 11th, 2001 I read Laura Kightlinger�s book cover to cover.
46. I spend far too much of my workday in the bathroom.
47. I have a friend in the Peace Corps who lives in Uzbekistan.
48. Last year I wanted to be a lawyer. It was more out of poverty than love of the law.
49. When I was a kid I wanted to be a nun or a folk singer/poet.
50. I will never hire someone to clean my house.
51. I hate answering the phone.
52. I can�t draw.
53. I�m pretty good at putting away money.
54. I think my face is prettier now than it was when I was younger.
55. They don�t make bras in my size.
56. The last book I read was Barrel Fever by David Sedaris, and it disturbed me too much to enjoy it.
57. My favorite place in the world is the Museum of Natural History in NY.
58. I�ve never ridden a bike, and I would really like to learn how someday.
59. My favorite word is �pants�; my least favorite word is �higher-ups�. (I prefer to call them �brass�.)
60. I am a strong supporter of masturbation.
61. I have smoked pot a handful of times and it is just not my thing.
62. I made out with a girl once. On a dare. It was great during, weird the next day.
63. I drink a lot of beer. I keep mugs in my freezer.
64. I have a degree in communications, but I don�t think I learned anything in college.
65. I learned more from the Second City conservatory in Toronto.
66. Diane English, Tom Calderone and Tom Fontana all went to my alma mater.
67. I prefer rain, wind and darkness to sunshine.
68. I love long car trips.
69. I really haven�t traveled enough. My dream is to go hiking in Peru.
70. I have always been the dumper, never the dump-ee. I am convinced that will someday come back and bite me in the ass.
71. I love haunted houses.
72. I love Superman.
73. One of my friends is related by marriage to the guy who designed Aquaman.
74. I tried to read Lord of the Rings but I just couldn�t get into it.
75. I wish I had a dog or a cat. I�d prefer a dog, but I�ll take anything right now.
76. I�ve never been to a Bills game or a Sabres game.
77. I am a very bad, obvious flirter.
78. My favorite movie is The Professional.
79. My favorite actor is Brenda Blethyn.
80. I think Janeane Garofalo is prettier than Uma Thurman.
81. Bill Hicks is my favorite comedian.
82. I don�t like sitcoms because I can�t stand to watch people embarrass themselves.
83. I�m allergic to penicillin and laundry detergent.
84. I have extremely sensitive skin. I itch always.
85. I would make a terrible waitress.
86. I need glasses.
87. I would rather listen to brand new music than something I already know I like.
88. I believe in following your instinct, even when it defies logic.
89. I sucked my thumb until I was fifteen.
90. I roll fabric between my fingers constantly.
91. I grew up in a really bad part of town. The house I grew up in was condemned and turned into a parking lot.
92. I grew up next door to a church; we always showed up late to mass anyway.
93. My mom was born with CP. I didn�t figure it out until I was seven.
94. I talk too loud sometimes.
95. I feel it�s un-American of me, but I don�t like the music of The Beach Boys, Pink Floyd or Moby. (I do like him as a guy, though.)
96. I love ecology, biology and astronomy.
97. I don�t really believe in astrology, but I read my horoscope anyway. (Leo. Rawr.)
98. I�m horribly forgetful. I left my parents house the other day without my shoes on.
99. My hair is long and thick and a weird mix of brown and copper.
100. I�m constantly embarrassed to tell people when I like something because I assume everything I like must be stupid. That�s unfair to everyone involved.
1. I was born in the hospital where my mom, my aunt and my grandmother worked. My sister is a critical care nurse there now. She's the one who gets to run down the halls when there's a �code blue�. I am in awe of her.
2. I live in Buffalo, but I'm moving to New York in spring.
3. I try to make myself sound cooler than I am.
4. I am a vegetarian in spirit.
5. I wouldn�t know what to spend money on even if I had it.
6. My family used to not get along very well. Now we have a lot of fun together.
7. I consider myself an actor, even though lately I find acting horribly embarrassing and pointless.
8. My first kiss was at camp when I was 12. He was African American and very nice to me. My next kiss was five years later. He was a big fan of Rush and a dick.
9. I am just starting to find my own taste in music.
10. When my boyfriend is too busy to hang out with me I replace him with a celebrity crush. My apologies to David Cross.
11. Most people treat me with an odd amount of respect, bordering on reverence. It fascinates and confuses me.
12. As much as I hate to admit it, working out works.
13. I refuse to have a negative body image.
14. I hate elitist pricks who put down the poor or uneducated.
15. I was called �stubborn� recently. I consider myself pretty laid back.
16. I hate drama over petty shit. Suck it up.
17. I love being surprised.
18. I never learned to drive, and probably never will.
19. I could eat nothing but grilled cheese sandwiches. I want one right now. On rye, please.
20. I'm a secretary, and I don�t mind it. My office is pretty cool.
21. I'm writing a one-woman show, and so far it's the most gratifying experience I've ever had.
22. I'm on the writing staff for a children's tv show that is in development.
23. One of my best friends is a professional mime and sports mascot.
24. I can't live without my portable cd player.
25. I think child molesters should get the death penalty.
26. I used to be catholic, now I'm agnostic, leaning toward atheist. My parents don�t know.
27. I just found out this summer that I can kind of sing.
27. My favorite song of all time is "girlfriend" by Matthew Sweet. (currently: "bang" by the yeah yeah yeahs)
28. I can't remember the last time I was really hit on.
29. One guy in my office calls me �sparkles�; another calls me 'Number 6'. My entire family calls me "serry berry" or "bear". My online friends call me 'serra', but it's pronounced the same as my real name.
30. Even though I understand it, I don�t like it when people leave off the 'h', or worse, put it in the wrong place.
31. Yes, I have online friends, and I love them.
32. I can live without the internet and my cell phone.
33. I watch a lot less tv than I used to.
34. I wear a lot less makeup than I used to.
35. I dangle my participles.
36. I think I may have had ADD in school, but no one cared enough to find out.
37. I went to catholic school for 13 years, and I went to an all-girls high school. Strange as it sounds, I would recommend it highly.
38. In high school I was in the drama club, yearbook, and the literary magazine. I got cut from the soccer team.
39. I was a lonely kid. I read books and wrote bad poetry constantly.
40. I am the youngest of four, I have two brothers and a sister.
41. I wish I knew more about history, politics and Greek mythology.
42. I wish I knew Latin and Spanish.
43. My favorite piece of music is Bach�s solo �cello movements 1-18. That�s a lot of music for your listening dollar.
44. I despise everything about the 80s except for Big Country.
45. On September 11th, 2001 I read Laura Kightlinger�s book cover to cover.
46. I spend far too much of my workday in the bathroom.
47. I have a friend in the Peace Corps who lives in Uzbekistan.
48. Last year I wanted to be a lawyer. It was more out of poverty than love of the law.
49. When I was a kid I wanted to be a nun or a folk singer/poet.
50. I will never hire someone to clean my house.
51. I hate answering the phone.
52. I can�t draw.
53. I�m pretty good at putting away money.
54. I think my face is prettier now than it was when I was younger.
55. They don�t make bras in my size.
56. The last book I read was Barrel Fever by David Sedaris, and it disturbed me too much to enjoy it.
57. My favorite place in the world is the Museum of Natural History in NY.
58. I�ve never ridden a bike, and I would really like to learn how someday.
59. My favorite word is �pants�; my least favorite word is �higher-ups�. (I prefer to call them �brass�.)
60. I am a strong supporter of masturbation.
61. I have smoked pot a handful of times and it is just not my thing.
62. I made out with a girl once. On a dare. It was great during, weird the next day.
63. I drink a lot of beer. I keep mugs in my freezer.
64. I have a degree in communications, but I don�t think I learned anything in college.
65. I learned more from the Second City conservatory in Toronto.
66. Diane English, Tom Calderone and Tom Fontana all went to my alma mater.
67. I prefer rain, wind and darkness to sunshine.
68. I love long car trips.
69. I really haven�t traveled enough. My dream is to go hiking in Peru.
70. I have always been the dumper, never the dump-ee. I am convinced that will someday come back and bite me in the ass.
71. I love haunted houses.
72. I love Superman.
73. One of my friends is related by marriage to the guy who designed Aquaman.
74. I tried to read Lord of the Rings but I just couldn�t get into it.
75. I wish I had a dog or a cat. I�d prefer a dog, but I�ll take anything right now.
76. I�ve never been to a Bills game or a Sabres game.
77. I am a very bad, obvious flirter.
78. My favorite movie is The Professional.
79. My favorite actor is Brenda Blethyn.
80. I think Janeane Garofalo is prettier than Uma Thurman.
81. Bill Hicks is my favorite comedian.
82. I don�t like sitcoms because I can�t stand to watch people embarrass themselves.
83. I�m allergic to penicillin and laundry detergent.
84. I have extremely sensitive skin. I itch always.
85. I would make a terrible waitress.
86. I need glasses.
87. I would rather listen to brand new music than something I already know I like.
88. I believe in following your instinct, even when it defies logic.
89. I sucked my thumb until I was fifteen.
90. I roll fabric between my fingers constantly.
91. I grew up in a really bad part of town. The house I grew up in was condemned and turned into a parking lot.
92. I grew up next door to a church; we always showed up late to mass anyway.
93. My mom was born with CP. I didn�t figure it out until I was seven.
94. I talk too loud sometimes.
95. I feel it�s un-American of me, but I don�t like the music of The Beach Boys, Pink Floyd or Moby. (I do like him as a guy, though.)
96. I love ecology, biology and astronomy.
97. I don�t really believe in astrology, but I read my horoscope anyway. (Leo. Rawr.)
98. I�m horribly forgetful. I left my parents house the other day without my shoes on.
99. My hair is long and thick and a weird mix of brown and copper.
100. I�m constantly embarrassed to tell people when I like something because I assume everything I like must be stupid. That�s unfair to everyone involved.
06 September 2002
1. What is your biggest pet peeve? Why? Negativity. It's too easy to make conversation out of bitching about stuff. and it bums everybody out. I'm really laid back, though. Almost too laid back. It takes a lot to piss me off.
[amended: don't touch the neck. ever. don't even look at it.]
2. What irritating habits do you have? Laziness and impatience. Are those habits or traits? I blow my friends off a lot.
3. Have you tried to change the irritating habits or just let them be? I have made an effort to not blow people off as much, because it's a bad thing to do, plus I hate when people do that to me.
4. What grosses you out more than anything else? Why? Loud chewing and phlegm management of any variety makes me want to vomit.
5. What one thing can you never see yourself doing that other people do? This is such an open-ended question, but I would say: breast augmentation and chewing tobacco.
[amended: don't touch the neck. ever. don't even look at it.]
2. What irritating habits do you have? Laziness and impatience. Are those habits or traits? I blow my friends off a lot.
3. Have you tried to change the irritating habits or just let them be? I have made an effort to not blow people off as much, because it's a bad thing to do, plus I hate when people do that to me.
4. What grosses you out more than anything else? Why? Loud chewing and phlegm management of any variety makes me want to vomit.
5. What one thing can you never see yourself doing that other people do? This is such an open-ended question, but I would say: breast augmentation and chewing tobacco.
05 September 2002
I went to dinner at my sister's yesterday for eggplant parmesan and a vomit inducing game of "switch if" (which my 2-year old nephew won by repeating "Switch if. . . scooby do." just to watch us run around the room).
Then we watched American Idol. I think Paula Abdul was drunk.
I have to write an article and I have no ideas at all.
Then we watched American Idol. I think Paula Abdul was drunk.
I have to write an article and I have no ideas at all.
04 September 2002
Look at this guy: 'Frank Peterson' Stupid fool.
I need to stop smoking again. I started and stopped three times this year. I can go months without it and then I pick it up again. I'm not even addicted, I just get into patterns and I have to shake myself free.
We're depressing ourselves talking about my move to the city. It's sad and awful. I keep listening to I am the cancer , which makes it worse. It's not going to be for at least four months but it's still depressing. I'm excited and scared and depressed and hungry.
I need to stop smoking again. I started and stopped three times this year. I can go months without it and then I pick it up again. I'm not even addicted, I just get into patterns and I have to shake myself free.
We're depressing ourselves talking about my move to the city. It's sad and awful. I keep listening to I am the cancer , which makes it worse. It's not going to be for at least four months but it's still depressing. I'm excited and scared and depressed and hungry.
02 September 2002
Well, shit, where did my comments go?
oh, snap.
c'est la vie.
I told dave I would post about saturday, so here goes:
We went to the big and tall casual male (for he is a man of generous height) so he could buy a suit for when he's in Reservoir Dogs (a stage adaptation, I have low expectations) but it was closed.
Then we went to media play where I bought a new portable cd player because I dropped mine and dave gave a glowing review via comment card to the guy who "helped" me pick it out. I got a gumball the size of my head, which I had to finish the next day (while watching Jesus Christ: Superstar, which just fucking rules. any deity that can rock atheists as well as the devoted is fine by mine.) We then went to CGIFriday's where I got all loosey goosey on a single margarita. We deemed my illness "oreo madness" and staged a coup against the people on the patio. Not as fun as I make it sound, but kind of.
oh, snap.
c'est la vie.
I told dave I would post about saturday, so here goes:
We went to the big and tall casual male (for he is a man of generous height) so he could buy a suit for when he's in Reservoir Dogs (a stage adaptation, I have low expectations) but it was closed.
Then we went to media play where I bought a new portable cd player because I dropped mine and dave gave a glowing review via comment card to the guy who "helped" me pick it out. I got a gumball the size of my head, which I had to finish the next day (while watching Jesus Christ: Superstar, which just fucking rules. any deity that can rock atheists as well as the devoted is fine by mine.) We then went to CGIFriday's where I got all loosey goosey on a single margarita. We deemed my illness "oreo madness" and staged a coup against the people on the patio. Not as fun as I make it sound, but kind of.
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