Blond Sugar

No es verdad.

2009-10-16T22:22:00.004-04:00

Just finished great book, as in kept me reading when not on subway great book, entitled 'water for elephants'. Which, I will admit, I have seem many a copies toted prior and had unfounded disdain based on. BUT very good book. Brought something to light at the end which made my jaw drop. For real. I wish I knew how to post videos but I don't. sooo here's a link

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XlPYikt_qvo&feature=player_embedded

I never knew Thomas Edison was such a deutche, although when rationalizing, I realize he also wanted to use his electric to kill people so that's better than just unjust animal cruelity, but I feel like this is a personality trait that was left out of the teachings re: inventor of light bulb (that is what he did, yah?). Apparently no more backing GE.

PS I'm tired and can't spell

Don't Look No Further

2009-09-01T21:38:00.004-04:00

Baby, I'm back. I'm here to cater to you. (Anything that you want me to, I'll do it) whhhhhat. US Open brings back high school memories what can I say.

Well working on it.

Magnums of wine are always a good idea- esp on Tuesdays- cause Tuesday was made to party. (errr there goes nostalgia from AOE days- Dollar beers - plspls).

I'm coming back so be wary.....This may not be pretty. I have lots of thoughts/ideas and would like to share them but only when I'm ready. Maybe my slouch is my shell. Who knows. Yes, I would say be prepared (elementary , my dear). This is a threat. And if there is no follow through please pursue with a vengence.

MISSSESANDKISSESXOXO

PS can I hit it in the morning- with a team member? Who's on first for this?

My Match

2008-07-24T15:52:00.004-04:00

Hmmm, I think I may have met him this weekend. I was on my way UPstate to my lovely home in order to spend some QT with la familia when I came across a very interesting character. I knew we would be a compatible crew when he got on the train dripping sweat , twelve pack of coors lights in hand. He did not sit down, rather stood opposite my seat, while tapping a silver bullet every 7 minutes. With circa 3 beers left, and my two bloody mary's kicking in, he decided to make conversation with my riding partner and I. He told us we made a cute couple. My seatmate got off at the next stop which left me and Gary (his real name swear) to get to know each other better. Over the course of our conversation (he never sat down mind you), we learned a lot about each other. He told me how great his wife was, and how she put up with his drinking for all these years. He also tried to predict my future, wondering why I wasn't in a relationship and/or in love. As wierd as it sounds, Gary seemed to care only about two things, boozing and love. I was told I would meet the man I am to marry by Christmas. And then I was bought a Bud heavy. I told Gary that I wasn't getting married for 10 years, but if I would be honored for him to make a speech at my wedding, if of course he brought his wife. Funny things happen in upstate new york.

A Parting look at Gary:

Serious and Boozie

2008-07-09T15:05:00.003-04:00

Riiiight..soooo...This was written between glipses of Wet Hot American Summer in Hipsterville and bars and my i-phone last nite:

ts all intolerance of everything. This talk of other ppl. Smart people can't stand models and models can't stand smart people. Perhaps
its traits in others we wish we could have but know its impossible.
Blondes can't stand ppl who can't stand blondes. (this reference is not used due to my personal hair color but more because I feel its the most vendettaed (FYI not actually a verb but for sure should be one) hair color out there). Defensiveness, its others against us. Yeah, black ppl dont like ppl who dont like black ppl but everyone else who doesnt like ppl that dont like ppl for any pyschicality, that means a lot, siiiii. Now when it comes to wealth... Is there a difference.
Is it just as bad to not like wealthy ppl as it is to not like a certain race?(PLs notethe following is a personal defense re: not auto backing the wealthy, which in no way means I don't actually like the wealthy. AKA guard up) Its not about wealth in general but more the attitude ive found comes with it. I guess I need to relive my childhood to gather municiple thoughts on this. Basic question being:
do the lower middle class act the same... In their traditions regarding the world that is. Probably, but I have such a ridiculos swell of pride for these guys it probably mars my vision (as all my visions are clearly pure toward all...FYI if you don't know me I can be a sarcastic asshole). I guess I also feel its easier for the wealthy to infiltrate lower classes socially , I mean the way most (insert wikapedia link for hipster here) yeah that's all I mean.
I hate my life. But. I don't, as it turns out, hate it more than I would hate having anyone elses life. Does this make me a depressed or a realist. That's not a question. Oh shit, guess I should leave the bar.....umm x2+proofreading ahhaha

Ps the proofreading made me go back and add a lot of explanation. I used to be told I was smart, but never did well on essays. I guess that means I was smart, but assumed that everyone could fill in the gaps. Accepting maybe. But uncomprehenable and unwilling to explain, sometimes for sure (aka PLs read my mind or, uhoh, I may not accept you?! Haha I big heart jks and life)

Xo

Sent from my iPhone

Women In Love introducing Mr.DH Lawrence

2008-04-22T15:40:00.003-04:00

Not only did I read the book, but I also got the netflix. Granted it took me over a month to watch the whole thing and return, but still I thought these were positive steps in the classic literary direction. To my shock (although defo not dismay), the movie was actually quite good, even if I had not breifed myself by reading the book. I would def. not have gotten as much out of the simple veiwing, but still think it's worth it. There is a naked fight scene that borders, if not surpasses, the awesomeness of Eastern Promises. Plus it gets really creepy in spots and makes you feel funny like only a 1960's British Movie can. Lets just say those kids sure know how to get naked.

Beyond the physical, there is a real story to be told, a feel of the times. Britain is at and/or around the first world war (okay sometimes I'm bad with dates, history, policitcs, etc...) but the narrative attacks the time period on a more personal level. Through two relationships the reader sees the way the country is changing, by way the narrowing gap between rich and poor, the feelings of the working class and even whats going on in the arts scene. These issues fall into the background as the two love stories unfurl. The love stories could not be more different, yet the subject of each is a Brangwen sister. One of the love stories is of a fast, unpassionate but which the label 'love' is actually branded. The other consists of a man who wants to obtain something deeper, higher, more spiritual than just love and at first does not want to submit to the earthly sense of the word. This love develops into, as you can imagine, a much more loving love. (did I just say loving love what does that even mean).

Anyways, this book, movie et al sent me into what I like to call 'think mode'. (don't worry or get scared it doesn't happen all too often). Thing is I have a short term memory problem and can't seem to remember what it made me think about. But I know it made me ponder our exsistence on the planet and what we should be looking to accomplish in life- is it love, money, doing better for other people? I also know that the couple that ended up together were so in love and happy it made me hurt a little. Imagine if one of these two lost their other half , I feel like the whole world of the remaining would be turned upside down and perhaps not worth living (Romeo and Juliet anyone?). I want everyone I know to be happy, and these people certainly were happy, but I sometimes I also think that girl, you need to diversify. Hedge those bets you know. Futures and Options, that's my business anyways....

April you Fool

2008-04-01T14:49:00.004-04:00

long time eh. for a little bit there my job and my life took over from my constant internet attentiveness, which is shocking really. I don't think I've even been on facebook in like a week (okay for like more than 2.4 minutes at a time but you get my drift). It's good though, I wish the weather would stick. A few weeks ago, S and I were lollygagging through parks petting poodles, last week I couldn't leave my mom's house for fear of frostbite and this weekend...well this weekend I couldn't tell you what the weather was like except it was so windy on Sat nite I got blown to the ground and hurt my ankle. After that I was cold due to the ice stuck I made myself hold desperatly to my foot at the bar. Ah, life. My detox week started appropriately with port and chocolate cake at a steak house, I can only wonder how it will ever end. I've also started reading a V. trashy book, so trashy I am embarrassed to share the title, although there is champange and a straw on the cover so really you can't get much better than that. Oh yeah and No Country for Old Men. I back. Like for sure. I think that pretty much sums up the month of March- April you better watch out...I'm coming for you....

hero(s)

2008-03-12T15:32:00.002-04:00

People have hero's. I know this is true because at summer camp one of the great getting to know you ice-breakers is to sit in a circle and one by one describe your hero, with of course, proper explanation. The possibilities of response are clearly endless. One little camper may describe their fish from the fair that lasted a whole five days, your CIT may cite their least drug-fearing friend and who knows what those junior boys do...probably dirt. ANYWAYS. After sitting through about eigthteen too many of these situations, I have figured out who my true hero is. My Gram, duh:
Anyone who has been lucky enough to meet her- count your blessings, and for those of you who haven't, keep those fingers crossed. For, she is one awesome lady. Her parents came off the boat, making her first generation Italian. Her father ran a butcher shop (thank god I wasn't around then). She was one of the first ladies to go to college via nite school. She is still a liscenced real estate agent. She fell in love with my grandfather at age 21 and never looked back. Oh yeah and she's one hell of a chef. Sure, I'm sure she's had some tough times but she is one of the most postive people I know. Grams, I've got your back - you're one awesome chick.

2008-02-28T09:52:00.002-05:00

Ah, the feline resident of 2L who is gorg that's for sure. The qualms of the ladies of the house: she always trying to flirt with our men. Silly Nora, tricks are for kittens.

Lately I've been Feeling Low...

2008-02-25T15:55:00.003-05:00

So it's Monday. Usually Mondays are okay for me, one of the more productive/positive days of the week. First day back on the job, up and raring to go, moving millions and kissing clients asses. But today something is just a bit off. I'm pretty sure drinking from 1PM-5AM on a Sat isn't too healthy for anyone, but as I am coming to realize with age, they must classify booze as a depressant for a reason. ek. This weekend I was unusually agressive, and have to apologize to anyone I may have offened.! Sometimes it's just hard to take it all, you know. Usually, Sunday would be a good day to recover, but I was in such bad shape yesterday the trek to the couch and back was quite a challange (though, I did, thankyouverymuch, make it to the gym because i'm nuts). I need to thank my roomate for some fortifying substances as well, what would I do without her. Being in such a depressed, physically and mentally, state of being yesterday has carried over into my Monday, my new week, my fresh start and I'm not liking it. I, at the moment, am so over everything- working, living, playing, I want to move home and be taken care of again, it's a pretty bleak outlook. Let's hope that Tuesday comes with better bearings. maybe I will go into hibernation, which I always claim I am going to do but can't resist real life sometimes. maybe, just maybe, I will wake up tomorrow smiling (but I think it's suppose to rain....)

czerwinsland

2008-02-22T11:17:00.009-05:00

So, Mr.Rosenshien and I were discussing the possibility of me having my own island the other day via the chat that is G. As it turns out, my last name and the word island create quite the 'play on words' as I believe you call it. czerwinsland. I have decided this magical place will be just off the coast of Costa Rica, only the tiny island hasn't been found yet. I hope to be able to venture out soon to make it's discovery.

At first, I claimed the only people who were allowed on the island were platinum blonde chicks and urban cowboys. Upon further thought, I realized that I am the only platinum blonde I know (besides lilo who is, of course, always welcome). Therefore, I have decided to open the island up to all of my friends. As for guys, well anyone who is slightly dirty (but hot), scruffy, a mountain man or an urban cowboy (clearly) will be lavished with open arms. (stevie, this somehow includes you).

Activities will include, but are not limited to: drinking, playing, powderpuff football, swim and surf, drugs, order and chaos, being smart, puppies, doing nothing, tanning, eating delciousness, all preferably in sweatpants or bathing suits.

See you there.

L train

2008-02-05T15:52:00.000-05:00

If you looked at this pic you would think it was the 80's. no, but seriously, right...so, my morning commute is not the most enjoyable in the world, but there is one saving grace. Sometimes on my uptown F or V train there will be my favorite conductor ever. The way he says 'Stand Clear of the Closing Doors', phew I've never heard anything like it- he must be a bit southern or something, it's just that smooth.

K advised me of an article about good things in New York- and one of these 'good things' was that you can party on your way to the party on the L train. I'm going to have to go ahead and disagree with that one- although the people watching can get good if you know what I mean....I'd rather not.

2.4.8

2008-02-04T15:32:00.001-05:00

I'm really into today's date because my favorite number is 4 and I like even numbers and it's a good progression, 2 x 4 = 8. Execellent.

Welcome to Feb. I have decided, after careful deliberation with mr.tdawkins, that a smarter idea than New Years Resolutions (or at least in compliment to said resoluctions) would be New Month Resolutions, having a new resolution every month. Most people can't stick to their resolutions for a whole year, and this gives a reason to celebrate every month (f it, there's a reason to celebrate or not to celebrate every minute eh). Sooooo..Feburary , yes of course I've always had trouble with the spelling of that one, my resolution is going to be....Okay, truth be told I'm still undecided. My Jan resolution was to watch more movies and I did super well at it. My gut instinct for this month was to take more baths, but lately our tub has been g-unit-ross. I need something to go with the CTFD theme of the year, maybe my monthly resolution will be to have a resolution on time for next month. hmmm. Or to spend more time like this:

PS I read my first article on the Iraq war yesterday- I blame peer pressure. And now I'm confused. ha!

LaLohan

2008-01-31T09:52:00.000-05:00

Oh my,! I'm pretty sure I just stumbled onto the best gem of the internet..Lindsay Lohan leggings watch 2008.

Happy Thursday indeed. I don't blame the girl for never changing , she has a backable uniform for sure. Have I ever mentioned that I think if life were different circumstances I think we'd be friends....And yes confessions of a teenage drama queen is on my netflix.

http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/lindsay_lohan/index.html

we're the places that we wanted to go

2008-01-26T21:07:00.000-05:00

Getting ready to go out , one more sat. night post project runway catch up. The last week has had me thinking a lot.l Oh, and happy. Like this weird contentment, I still have the lingering feelings of depression, who knows if that will every go away for anyone, but there has been a deep seeded contentment coming out. And this is because of my friend, my habits, my family...seriously I had been taking a steep back and looking at things from the outside, and I realize the beauty in all of my friends, in the network of greatness that surronds me and that I yearn to be part of and make people feel as good as they make the world feel. PS this is a serious one, but I really like things at the moment. And it's not just new influences though that's good too....um, but i'm getting my usual restlesness and feel like I may be taking the easy road out by living in new york and so close to so many people, so networked. I want to pick up and leave again...but to where and who's coming with me. !

Year of the Rat

2008-01-18T16:43:00.001-05:00

I'm not so sure that you can see it but this is a dead rat in the subway where I live, right on the tracks. awww probably got hit by a train. Fittingly it's the year of the rat and Me-ho sent me a year of the rat horoscope (Iwas also born in the year of the rat) here's what I'm being told...

'not the time to have a steady boyfriend or girlfriend. very unlikely they will marry you 15 years down the road. some will grow ugly and fat and when you look back you will be glad'

I hope you're right, mr.fortune, I hope you're right.

my friends kill your friends with awesomeness

2008-01-17T14:45:00.000-05:00

G and I just figured out that our first name initials make LG , like Lake George...OMG and it took two mugs to figure that out.

I have two favourite quotes of the past week from some steller ladies:

'The only thing I ever feel is happiness' .... this post conversation that bud light in a can is the most delicious beverage ever

AND

'I'm like, why don't you hate me? don't you know if you hate me I'll love you?' ohhh booooysss...

snow cakes

2008-01-16T15:39:00.000-05:00

This is one of the prettiest cupcakes I have ever seen. Pink and overflowing...just the way it should be. I was going to make some obscure reference to life there, but it's just not coming to me at the moment. I am thinking of trying to try to make PB and J cupcakes maybe for my trip to the district this weekend or maybe upon return. The recipie specifically tells me I need to 'share with my friends' ha! so there...cupcake party?

Gorgeous

2008-01-08T15:54:00.000-05:00

Saw the Diving Bell and the Butterfly on Sat. OMG. It was gorgeous, completely beautifully done. Not for the weak of heart though. Rather, very much for the weak of heart, either or. So sad I just wanted to sit in the theatre and cry after it was over, but not in a bad way. Okay, maaaaybe in a kinda sad way. The kind of movie that makes you appreciate what you have. Plus you come out feeling smarter because you have to read.

Vouge

2008-01-04T15:31:00.000-05:00

So I read a lot of magazines, right. I was reading vouge on my Subway ride home last nite and in my slightly boozed up state I read a fairly disturbing article on partial birth abortion. I was about a woman who had one because her child was going to die either way- and this way she would have an easier time at having kids in the future. And then it went into all this abortion politics talk. Which made me think that maybe my Aunt is right. Maybe we do take for granted a lot of what the women of previous generations fought for. Maybe it's going to take some serious heat under our asses to take any action on anything. I am a big proponent of sitting on my ass that's for damn sure. But the thing that struck me the most about this article was it's placing. I mean Vouge? x

2007-12-30T16:51:00.000-05:00

Sooo...the holidays are over. It always happens so quickly, lots of buildup for two days of excitment. I had a good holiday, far too short though. This whole working thing is good at getting in the way of life. Last nite we had a little shindig at 201 Johnson, thanks to those that came out- it was a good time for sure. There was lots of cookies and holiday cheering. Although one thing is not so cheerful at the moment, I am looking forward to the new year. New Year's what a weird time right. I don't think a resolution is the way to go for me, but I do think it's time for a mindset change. I want to change things in my life but there is no resolution for that, resolutions are too specific. January I hope to find myself reading a lot, watching a lot of movies and catching up with pop culture like a feind. mmmhmmm. Sunday drinking alone. xo.

Drink?

2007-12-20T09:48:00.000-05:00

Sooo..It's almost Christmas and I love love love the holidays. So super psyched for going home and doing nothing and getting and giving tons of presents. This pic is from my company christmas party I should be like famous or something, riiiiight. PS, nite didn't turn out that well.ek! Anyways looking to share some holiday cheer.

Things going on: Somone I know, kinda, dropped off the face of the earth and it's really creepy. Having a party next Sat, please come. and and and....

2007-12-12T16:36:00.000-05:00

So, G and I went speed dating this weekend. Let me tell you- it was a time to be had. Not one attractive man, so we got drunk. we even started double dating (both of us on one at a time) I'm surprised we didn't get kicked out. Here's one of the hotties...

2007-11-28T13:38:00.000-05:00

So things are going better than expected. SOOOOO time to put on the dancing shoes, and scope for hotties in W-burg this weekend...at least that's the hopes...who's coming with me.

Johnson Ave

2007-11-28T13:35:00.001-05:00

2007-11-20T15:10:00.000-05:00

2007-11-20T14:50:00.001-05:00

I feel like shiiiiiiiit. I got approximatley ( reoccuring theme here, I don't know how to spell) 4 hours of sleep last nite and i'm a total B if I don't get my needed 8 per evening. Went to a concert last nite and got in a hugggggge fight. Turns out, I'm kind of an asshole too, only I didn't know it. I get drunk too much and cause a scene. That should probably stop. Last nite was only Monday and I didn't get that drunk but still caused a big good scene (if you were there, beware.) Anyways point of the story is it's time to start over or stop all together, hard decisions and apparently not mine to make. Holler at your Thanksgiving. Oh and shout outs to the awesomeness people that helped me through this ALB weekend in a fun manner.x.x.o. Sunday I literally thought that I could keel over and die. Once again a five hour nite sleep- i'm an idiot. I like sleeping more than most anything in the world because when you're sleeping you can't worry about anything on purpose, time just goes by and that feeling is amazing.

2007-11-15T16:26:00.000-05:00

Things that I like: Sugar. Lindsay Lohan. Wine. Jack. My friends (and they are good). Cupcakes (to look at but not to eat). Online restuarant reviews (I still don't really know how to spell restuarant, that's probably wrong huh). Numbers. Diet Coke. drinking. Sunday Brunch. Running. I don't know what I'm going to write about yet but sometimes I have thoughts, swear. Probably boys and resturants and my new home in new york city and how I want a kitty and a puppy and I need to do laundry , like seriously. See, my life is awesome eh. xoxo (yes, I like gossip girl, but I bet i'm older than you think).