fuckin a.

what the fuck is up, lj?

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:29:17 GMT

i'm always in my own little world here during the daytime. everyone is so busy doing things and i'm just kind of floating, staring out the windows, wondering which car belongs to which client. thank goodness for lipton pureleaf, even if it does give me 1oclock heartburn.

i've tried to write in here so many times over the past season. i would say i'm too busy but, really, i'm too lazy. i start and then do something else and forget my train of thought. not that anyone really cares.

so, i'm a gypsy. things at home got kind of bad, and then kind of worse, not to mention i have no bathroom or electricity half the time so i packed up a (several) bag and took my show on the road. kim and i shared a bed while joey was away for two weeks. we had adventures with dead mice, giant spiders and fighting for covers. it was good times but i think for a roomate i'll need someone who likes to drink and be stoned less than me. we didn't really get anything done other than finishing off braincells. i spent a couple nights in new paltz being pampered. that was nice but exhausting and i'm feeling guilty about it even now. my weekends have been in connecticut being totally surprised and at rest. i've been to countless beaches, had breakfasts in bed, filled with cotton candies and have several seashells and lighthouse pictures to remember it by. it's (he's) exactly what i need to balance right now. the past two weeks i've been with ta, she's a favorite because she can get ready in the morning without waking me up, isn't cranky when i open the curtains to do my makeup and shares my penchant for junkfood after 10pm.

i had an apartment ready to move into 9/1 (i still do) but the landlord told me this week she will only own the building for another two months, which would leave me broke and homeless come december. i'm 95% sure that won't be happening now. i'm negotiating with some other places to stay/work right now,including a tempting offer by my boss to build me my own place, but i don't want to decide on anything until i'm totally sure what i want for the future. i can stand being without my bed for another couple weeks. maybe. at least i have a good selection of people/places to stay.

i'm mostly bummed that i don't get to swim anymore, i haven't been to the gym in a good two months, my yoga mat is stuffed in my trunk with basically everything else i own and my diet is mostly sodium packed lean cuisines and tomato sandwiches. my pants are fucking tight.

i'll update this when i have my computer running again with some awesome summer 07' pictures i'm sure you're all craving.

i have to work now.

Thu, 17 Aug 2006 13:03:54 GMT

yeah, it's thursday. that means i'll be inside until 8:30 having no clue as to the fresh breezes, singing birds and cloudless sky. or the climate, really, at all. i drove all the way to wappingers from work last night to get the vegetarian chicken i woke up craving. i'm sure that will be the highlight of my week.

anyway, this is from tuesday at work. clearly, it demonstrates how little time i have between arriving home at night and falling asleep watching prime time television in all of my clothing...

i did not want to leave my sister at all last night. it wasn't the first time it's physically pained me to get back on the train. i ended up not getting home until midnight (though, i did enjoy a lovely "cinnamon-soymilk-steamer" induced coma on the ride up) and not going to bed until two a.m. which means my dollar movie will likely be once again interrupted by my involuntarily closing eyelids.

what a perfect, relaxing, summery set of days. jason showed me around his new neighborhood, gross breakfast &discount store adventures the following morning. beanie &i went to jersey for a bit, then dinner with sean without ANY fights and lots of bread. i always forget how much i miss him.
the rest of the weekend was cuddling, ice cream, breezy afternoons in the park, j&p and fun with racism. (seriously, call my voicemail if you haven't yet.)

i miss everyone. especially 1758 victory blvd.

return of the mack.

Tue, 01 Aug 2006 01:18:20 GMT

real quick, favorite part of my day:
my mother on a newscast about mel gibson showing in the diner over dinner: "why does he hate jews so much?"

meghan and i have been trying to talk on the phone for about two weeks now. i have this huge mental list running of things we need to discuss and i'm sure i'll forget all of them by the time i dial. (she'll likely do this as well and we'll just end up talking in the same circles we always do..)

i literally have no time for livejournal anymore. i'm working almost fifty hours weekly. i'm also getting paid for those fifty hours weekly, which is quite nice. even if i mostly spend it on health foods. i absolutely love my job and every one i work with. genuinely LOVE it. i never thought i could handle being so grown up. i'm so proud of everything i/we've done. to see this thing that we all built up (i did the least building) from nothing, this booming business created by, supported by and maintained purely by women, to see a smile on everyone's face all day, to honestly enjoy walking in every morning and proving everyone wrong is payment enough to do it all over again the next day.
yeah, i'm gonna gloat a little. i organized an entire event by myself. i didn't think i knew what i was doing, but to watch everything pan out the way it did on sunday was so incredibly rewarding. i called press, radio stations, senators, representatives, council members, caterers, and EVERYONE came. when i started, kim told me the newspapers and radio wanted over 10 thousand dollars to promote us and in one month i had free press, radio stations and restaurants just offering to cover our events. FREEEE. it was such an emotional afternoon for all of us, even without all the wine and i can unabashedly say i fucking impressed the hell out of myself. hi, i'm angie, i'm a p.r. rep. HAH.

so, other than working. i've made a little nook for my social life. yes, i pronounced it dead but it's back like the riz. last weekend i did a little shchmoozing with steph over many glasses of wine and plates of food at the artist's palate.. my new bistro obsession. by schmoozing, of course, i mean finding the owners, chatting them up, and convincing them they wanted to bring food to our opening for free massages. yeaah. the next day i rewarded myself with a pedicure at the shop and drove up t o megan b's house (which is now my favorite little b&b in the wilderness) where we sat around all night chatting, eating pasta salads &drinking franzia. the following day was much the same until around 4 in the afternoon when i officially wore out my welcome. it was amazing and exactly what i needed. i absolutely am 100% enamored with that girl. thank you, jason.
tara and i have once again begun our weekly dollar movie nights in addition to renting piles of dvd's that take us weeks to complete because i constantly fall asleep. related, don't ever ever watch the squid and the whale. ugh.
friday amy called me fresh and back from argentina. it was officially the end of my detox and we naturally ended up at the panda drinking an entire bottle of wine over eggrolls and orange tofu. after, being far too tipsy to drive our cars, we decided it would be a great idea to take a little sunset stroll down to the waterfront. where we, of course, indulged in some tall cans in paper bags. we ended up basically roaming the main mall, running into some friends, drinking $2 beers at redbar (who am i?) all night until we wanted our leftovers in the car. we had some really fantastic talks about being each others only confidantes. i needed to be reminded of how fabulous she truly is.
saturday started out completely different than its ending. ta called me with some not so good news so i decided to cheer her up by inviting her along to our (mine and beanie's) OG excursion. we got loud over salad&breadsticks, got pukey over cocacola twizzlers, and after lying in bed complaining about our distended abdomens decided to go out anywhere. we ended up randomly with levi and tara in tow dancing and drinking all night at the pavillion, of all places. buttt, the dj played the new justin timberlake consecutively for us which basically made everything not only okay but perfect. i definitely plan on making a return trip.
sunday was the big day and today i'm nothing but worn out. my limbs feel like they've been twisted and turned in all the wrong ways and shoulder sitting #2 happened today which has just added in all kinds of soreness.

i'm really just thinking about how much cake is left from yesterday.

one of the many from friday's binge.

"tara, please don't play with my camera."

BEST. MOVIE. EVER.

ever seen what happens to a black girl's feet in the summertime?

before drinks.

after.

&my favorites.

the happy birthday booty house song just came on my itunes shuffle. yessss.

doooo what i saaaay okaaay.

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 16:47:48 GMT

happy birthday to me me me.

i just watched six (who knew?) ride videos on mtv.com and now i think i may go for a walk.
thank you, everyone who has called &sent messages, especially jason&sannah for making my morning.

i love today.

Wed, 16 Feb 2005 02:42:04 GMT

i juustwannnt to feel like somone calres about me again.

Tue, 24 Sep 2002 19:38:17 GMT

friends only.

+if you add me, say a little something, otherwise i probably won't notice.

dear you.

Thu, 29 Aug 2002 01:32:47 GMT

maybe youre reading this. maybe not. either way im sure you will eventually. you should know, i do think its fucked up you all of a sudden decided to make yourself disappear. whether you valued our friendship or not; i take offense to this. &believe if you ever do make your presence known to me again, you will be welcomed with an earful.
thanks anyway.