running tally

renting a car

renting a car is much more difficult than it should be.  there should be one giant database on the internet with all car rental agencies.  you should be able to type in the dates, the car and where you are.  then the nearest ones should pop up, offering the cheapest deals, and more options. why the internet has to be hard, i will never know.  the single reason why i always fly jet blue is because of how easy their site is.  new york to buffalo?  kthx.  these are my options?  i’ll take this flight.  okay payment?  here you go.  DONE.  ALSO why they hell does it matter how OLD you are when you rent a car?  they should have a goddamn database that can access your driving record.  THEN they should decide whether or not to give you some sort of extra fee.  does the youth of america STINK up your cars?  why is there an automatic fee if you are like, three days away from turning 25?  what will those three days do?  do they charge different amounts for 22 verus 23 year old?  all of these problems and more is why america stinks today.

 in other news:  i want to be a famous actress so i can wear pretty dresses and go to fashion shows. AS MY JORB.

happy day!!!!!!!

never eat at the soup man.  they gave me the tiniest sandwich and the most generic soup i have ever had.

happy valentine’s day.

the eventful life of me

this weekend was a crowning achievement.  i think i know hold the record for the most episodes of gilmore girls watched within a 72 hour period.  and even though i left the house twice for a grand total of twenty minutes, i feel drained, lethargic and achey.  i walked to the bodega.  the close one.  i am trying to make myself sound lazy but i am just sick.  my face is a wall that is blocking my breath, my glands are swollen, my joints ache, my throat tickles, my cough is disturbing my office-mates, and my sneezes are like mini earthquakes.  in my body.  so i’m hydrating.  and i am not hungry. 

the rest of the world was busy.  obama won maine, the virgin islands, washington, louisiana and nebraska.  bush was busy endorsing mccain.  yahoo officially rejected microsoft’s offer and m and t sent me e-mails about how i lost 300$ last week.  where did that 300$ go? is the prevailing mystery that is stumping everyone, especially me.  i am getting really good at bringing lotion, chapstick and warm clothes that can pretend to be professional to work with me. 

“starve a fever feed a cold.”

meanwhile i hope my nose does not become cherry red and annoyingly enough i am looking for meaning in life.  work makes me feel meaningless. 

journal

today i am aimless! 

the gap doesn’t have the plaid shirt anymore.  which is very sad to me, i really wanted it.  so i bought more stuff from the internet.  i seriously covet this canvas tote from urban outfitters but it’s 60$!  for a simple goddamn tote.  but i do have it saved on my favorites and i look at it sometimes.

easter is in march this year.  this seems wrong to me somehow.  bryan was complaining about leapyears the other day.  bryan complains about the dumbest things.  he has it out for the van that sells juice in the summer, it is called “community juice” and he wants to fire bomb it. 

today is the fattest day of the year.

122 million!

ps-

CRASHHH!

today i drank a cup of coffee in the morning.  when i got to work i was talking a mile a minute, well many words a minute and people were looking at me.  half an hour later, and still now, i crashed so hard.  my body is dragging on the ground, i feel as though my elbows are attached to my sides and my neck wants to bend in half.

naturally i am finding it difficult to keep track of time, focus, and read.  so i decided to shop online instead.  i love internet sales.  i think i ordered the last gray plaid button up at the gap.  GOOD. 

poli-tix

for some reason i love politics, i always wish i knew more.  i minor-ed in poly-sci in college pretty much because i wanted to know more.  i should have taken a better american history course.  but i took poly-sci and now in most of my free time at work i read www.washingtonpost.com.  i like listening to people debate politics so i love reading the comment pages of the news stories on news websites.  BUT i cannot debate or explain my own political opinions.  i get too emotional and i also am worried of being factually wrong, so rather than risk feeling dumb, i usually sit back and let other people talk politics while i listen and ask some questions.   

right now i am interested in the 2008 presidential campaign.  it is innately interesting, i want to know everything about it.  which is pretty easy, it is all over the news.  it is actually almost all that is in the news.  i think people are obsessed over who is going to be the democratic nominee.  the simple fact that the nominee will either be a black man or a woman is fascinating to most people, including myself.  it is unfortunate though, when asked what are the differences between them, hillary and barack only say verions of: “what is more important is that we are both way different than the republicans!”  i want them to debate, to clash to be productive.  i am naive in wanting there to direct confrontation and conclusions drawn.  i wish that they could have no representatives, that before this race i had never heard of them.  because gilmore girls characters have been cracking hillary for president jokes for a few years now.  which is weird watching an episode on dvd and lorelai goes “i’ll see you when hillary’s president!” 

gov. Bill Richardson re: Barack Obama

“I had just been asked a question — I don’t remember which one — and Obama was sitting right next to me. Then the moderator went across the room, I think to Chris Dodd, so I thought I was home free for a while. I wasn’t going to listen to the next question. I was about to say something to Obama when the moderator turned to me and said, ‘So, Gov. Richardson, what do you think of that?’ But I wasn’t paying any attention! I was about to say, ‘Could you repeat the question? I wasn’t listening.’ But I wasn’t about to say I wasn’t listening. I looked at Obama. I was just horrified. And Obama whispered, ‘Katrina. Katrina.’ The question was on Katrina! So I said, ‘On Katrina, my policy …’ Obama could have just thrown me under the bus. So I said, ‘Obama, that was good of you to do that.”

this pretty much made up my mind, don’t know why. 

i'm OPEN!

i play soccer once a week on mondays.  it reminds me of high school.  it also reminds me of my father, because WHEN i was in high school, playing soccer pretty much daily, he had what i called “old man soccer” (or oms) once or twice a week.  and sometimes i would go with him for fun.  also, lots of those old men were really good, and like, from brazil or some shit.  and i would play with them and be way better because i was in better shape and i was younger.  but there would always be the one old man on the other team who was way better than me.  he was the one from brazil obviously.

digression:  my dad only befriended foreigns so i knew a pablo, a chang, a felix, a kszyszek, a leszek, a tadeusz, a dharma and a randy.  the randy actually was american and my dad calls him chief.  they were all nice. 

but anyway.   now i am 22 and not in high school and playing adult soccer.  it’s not quite oms for ME but it is for some of the guys on my team!  yesterday, we lost really badly.  our team is full of really great players (some of them are foreign even!)  playing now is always surreal, whether i play well or not.  for one thing, we play on pier 40 and it is a floating turf field surrounded by manhattan skyscrapers.  i have to take the train there.  this makes me feel weird, to be dressed for soccer and carrying my shin guards and socks in my bag.  and on the ride HOME i am all sweaty and red in the face.  i feel weird about that, being exposed and post-athletic in public.  playing now also feels surreal because yesterday, there were grown men FIGHTING on the field.  one guy kicked another guy which started this whole revenge foul for foul thing.  then we lost, and i also lost count of the goals against, it was like ten or eight i think.  up there.

but the first week i was in pain two days after playing, and now i feel fine.  it’s funny because i am not in good shape at all, it’s the winter and i am fat and i don’t like being outside and i try not to walk places.  but i really want to keep playing when it gets nice out and maybe go running sometimes.  nothing too crazy but maybe like twice a week.  UGHHH i want to score a goal.

earl grey

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