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September 23, 2005
You have got to be kidding me.
So, about 4 months ago I move into this fan-fucking-tastic building with my booboo. This is a *nice* building: 24 hour concierge, gym, study room, pool/bar area - super sweet.
About 2 weeks after we move in there is an announcement of "building maintenance". Poeple will be repairing the outside of the building, a sort of preventitive maintence sort of thing.
There are strange men that seemed to have made a home on this mad array of scaffolding and they live outside my living room window. It seems the construction has now travelled outside my bedroom window!
No Problem.
Well, now there is a fucking problem as every morning for the past 2 months I have been awoken by something that can only be the a Tyrannasauru's Vibrator plunging through the depths of a mountain range. This vibration carries its way through ever nook and cranny of my apartment. It follows me into the bathroom, it accimpanies me whilst I make dinner and it is DIRECTLY outside of every window. I used to have a nice little ear outside my window which is now covered with workman's bridges, buckets and assorted loud, vibratory devices.
This morning the vibrator woke me up, except it was accompanied by something so much worse. A radio playing "What is love", at full volumne.
This is not the mood music I was expected.
Grrrr..
Posted by lysa at 11:33 AM | Comments (4)
September 14, 2005
Yes, you said that!
daBooBoo: rule #1 = never go to strip club with pants on
dugUp: BBC Vocan (ON/YMLAEN ... Turn Off Troi I FFWRDD)
oofJeff: whatever. there's no 'ip' in 'cgi'.
oofJeff: wimp. you're getting soft, being a kept woman and all.
SkirtOnWeekends: I used to steal quarters and bike over and drop the quarters in the gambling machines
rockCandy: that's good.. then it should be managabee
SkirtOnWeekends: i dislike boys.
SkirtOnWeekends: hm. maybe instead, i should get cleavage
SkirtOnWeekends: i am wearing a skirt. on a weekend. unsolicted. and completely of my own volition.
And, my favorite:
re: Brooklyn Baked Ziti
me: ok, i'll share my ziti.
me: but i wish to make it known that this is a sign of trust, love and respect.
daBooBoo: share it after we're married ;)
me: you know, that might be the fairest thing i have ever heard.
Posted by lysa at 4:38 PM | Comments (4)
September 12, 2005
Another Year
By request, the citizens of Battery Park City have taken pictures of the Tower Lights.
Posted by lysa at 1:37 AM | Comments (2)
September 8, 2005
Wow, Color me Impressed
I sincerely didn't expect to ever have another entry in the "Ego Boosts" category, but I got another one today.
So, there I was, sitting outside the computer services department at BMCC enjoying some free wireless access and chatting it up with some friends - yes, of course online friends.
So, I figure, why not? Lemme walk inside and see if they have anything I can do in there, make a little cash - maybe get my tuition knocked down or even have an opportunity to surf on the encrypted network at BMCC.
I walk in and ask if they had any opening available and was sent to "Ann". I walked into the office and asked for "Ann" and a girl in blue said "Ann" wwasn't there, and she'd go get her. I should take a seat outside. So, I sit. Two minutes later the girl in blue comes out and introduces herself as "Ann". I'm stumped as to why she needed to deny her identity, but, whatever.
So i ask about any open positions and "Ann" asks for my resume. I e-mail it on the spot and then she says there are no open positions. I'm not too perterbed, just wish she would have said that first, and I leave. I come home and find this in my INBOX:
Dear Me:
Our managers have reviewed your resume and would like to invite you for an interview.
Would you be available next week in the morning?
Thanks,
Ann LastNameHere
so, it could be nothing - they could want someone full time, or, it could be Windows....ewwww.
Will keep you updated.
Posted by lysa at 4:12 PM | Comments (4)
September 6, 2005
"Cheaper than a Hotel, less crap than Mom's"
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, They have to take you in.
~Robert Frost, The Death of the Hired Man
There's a lot of bullshit behind the word home, but this is a little bit of sunshine for those who create one filled with enough warmth to calm a hysteric at the wee hours of the morning - make up a bed you don't expect she'll sleep in and feed her in the morning.
You know who you are, I love you.
thank you.
Posted by lysa at 12:41 AM | Comments (3)
September 3, 2005
Top 10 lyrics I wish I thought up
1. "Can you whisper in my ear, the things you wanna feel" - Slide, GooGoo Dolls
This is a sweet lyric and remensicent of all that love stuff, when you just want to make someone else's dreams come true and have the confidence to know you can.
2. "The lights are kinda rough, but I can turn them off" - Hey Rose, Girlyman
I love the subtlty of this. It's sensual without having to to be overtly sexual. I mean, who doesn't know what happens when the lights go out?
3. "What day is this, besides the day you left me?" - Stay or Leave, Dave Matthews.
Who hasn't been here? The day doesn't matter, food doesn't matter - you'd forgot to sleep if it wasn't for your best friend getting you so crocked you pass out.. this is the lingering thought after every bad breakup. This sums up so perfectly what volumes of bad poetry can never accomplish.
4. "I just wanna make love to you in some dark, rainy street somewhere" - Bleed A little While Tonight, Lowest of the Low.
Maybe it's the meter of this song - I mean, the lyric itself isn't all that complex - but there is something about this line that just takes me right there - in that alley, kisses through the rain. I just hope he places this scene in the summer...
5. "Lovers come and go, when Hot gets a little cold" - Hot gets a little Cold, Cyndi Lauper.
Simple, yes - but so damn telling about what happens when that initial fire burns out and you have to figure out if you have something beyond lust.
6. "And now you just turn away and say Romeo? I think I used to have a scene with him" - Rome and Juliet - Mark Knoffler.
This song might actually make it onto another list - the best story telling song of all time along with "devil went down to Georgia" and Bob Dylan's "Hurricane". I think it took a lot of creativity to take such a known tale famous for it's tragic love story and turn it into a comedy - even if it is only in a song.
7. "When I was a boy" - Dar Williams.
Yes - I wish i thought of the whole song. It's sung ripe with sarcasm, as us Dar fans have gotten used to over the years. The song is about the gender roles we're forced into as adults and reminds of how things were when we were little, when little boys were little girls and little girls were little boys.
8. "Standing in line marking time--/Waiting for the welfare dime/'Cause they can't buy a job/The man in the silk suit hurries by/As he catches the poor old ladies' eyes/Just for fun he says "Get a job"/ - That's Just the Way it is - Bruce Hornsby
I was tempted to flake out on this one and put the whole song, but I figured that was inexcusible, and Dar would have to serve as the exception. That being said, this stanza is far more powerful with the company of the rest of the song, but it hits hard all by itself. It's a touching tribute to the stupidity of America, and a frightening reminder of how some shit just doesn't change.
9. "But I got debts no honest man can pay" - Atlantic City, Bruce Springsteen
I don't doubt that it's the sincerity that makes this line heart-wrenching and real, something Bruce manages to do quite frequently on Nebraska and now, Devils and Dust. His down-home folk makes you forgot how stinkin rich he is, and convinces you that maybe, maybe, he still has a soul.
10. "Baby I want scary kisses,/I want hits and I want misses,/I want hell and I want bliss,/and all that stuff between it,/and if you gave me safety in a short time I'll be driven crazy,/I would rather run and fall,/then take no chance at all" - Scary Kisses, Voice of the Beehive.
This sums up what 15 years of therapy couldn't manage to figure out. We don't like to be bored.
Posted by lysa at 3:05 PM | Comments (4)