*sad puppy dog eyes*

I know that my package in on the UPS truck in front of my office. I know this because when I track my package it says "Out for Delivery." However, the UPS guy is delivering another package to someone else on the street. I know that mine will be next hopefully and that it's swimming in the sea of packages that are in his truck, but I'm so tempted to go over there and peek in and say "um, hi there, I think you have a package for me as well. Can I have it please?"

But, I'm not going to do that because that's slightly weird and probably stalkerish of me. So I'm just going to stare out my window and wait for the UPS truck again.

All for a new 4 GB memory card for my Crackberry. Look at me! I am addicted to my Blackberry it's official!

*looks hungrily out the window again*

Thiefed from KRAD...

(Snurch source.)

Your Bumper Sticker Should Be

If you can read this, I can stop suddenly and sue you

What Bumper Sticker Should Be On Your Car?

Oh yeah...you know it's true. As any Connecticutian, I have a black belt in suing. I've already been to court twice! HA!

I wonder if it's easier for him to get a cab...

According to amNY.com, Nintendo is launching an ad campaign featuring Super Mario helping nab cabs for people in midtown.

That is so beyond awesome, I don't really know what to say. I'm just going to bask in the goodness that is Mario.

ITSA ME, MAAAAARIO!

My friend is healthy again!!

MY FRIEND IS GOING TO BE RELEASED FROM THE HOSPITAL TOMORROW!!!!

OH MY GOD!!

His kidneys are responding beautifully, the dialysis he was on cleaned out all the garbage from when his appendix burst, his infections are clearing up and he's breathing on his own!

The only thing is that his digestive system is so sensitive now since it's healing up that he's in pain and having problems eating, but he's drinking Ensure and maintaining a good liquid diet and once he's healed up on the inside he'll be able to eat again!

I can't even really express how happy I am, I really thought things would turn out for the worst and it's been a rollercoaster ride emotionally dealing with a friend in the hospital. It's just something you can't really prepare for and it's different when it's a friend rather than a family member, it really is.

OK, I have to call like a million people now and let them know! AHHHHH!!!

Good Times!

I was looking through my Photobucket and came across old happy fun time pictures when I was in the UK last year...wow, it's been a year already, jees...


Queuing (waiting in line) for NIN.


Fancy a sketch??

He he...good times.

Melancholy

Melancholy has always been a weird emotion and I don't know why we still need this emotion, evolutionarily speaking of course. Is this emotion somehow beneficial? Did this emotion help us hunt or survive the cold way back when and that's why we still have it after all this time?

I guess my melancholy is up since the weather is getting gorgeous and I'm nearing my first trip out West to even gorgeouser (is that a world, well f*ck it, it is now!) and yet I have a friend that's still recuperating from a burst appendix. Also, frankly, I wish I were seriously dating again.

None of this first date or even second date crap, I want to have someone to come home too and share my life with. I liked those times that I had that and I miss having someone to care about and also having someone care about me.

I do enjoy my single time and dating and barring is fun, but I kind of want something more real, something substantial. So even with the weather being nice and stress in my life kind of subsiding, I'm just not fully happy. There's a longing that I have that's getting more difficult to hide.

Well...I can always go and buy myself some happy at the mall...hmmmmmmmm...perhaps... :-)

I think it's past time for a new happy pair of shoes or some killer jeans. Ahhhhh, retail therapy...

Weekend Shenanigans

Friday night my sister came over and we had happy fun times in and around New Haven:

- dinner and drinks at TGIFriday's where I attempted that new steak and plantains sandwich again, but the steak is still WAY too tough to eat from a sandwich. It looked like I was a cavewoman ripping away at a fresh kill, but it just tastes so good!

- then we went for milk shakes at Laura Ashley's in New Haven which has some of the best ice cream I've ever had and some of the coolest ice cream makers who also know how to smack a bitch if sh*t starts goin' down: this uppity couple came in demanding to use the bathroom even though Laura Ashley's only has a secret employee only bathroom and when the ice cream person kindly explained to them that there was a public one RIGHT NEXT DOOR, they still demanded to use theirs. Needless to say though, the ice cream makers were victorious in defending their employee only bathrooms and the uppity couple left in a huff. *high five*

- Saturday was spend walking on the beach with the sister. Sadly, I left my camera at work, so no pictures this time, but I assure you the scenes were beautiful and a welcome sight after the weird and long winter we've had.

- Then snacks and such at Gourmet Heaven after we went to see some of the art at the Yale Art Gallery.

- Saturday night was spent with a good friend of mine, where we showed off our dating battle scars and recanted tales of love and loss over cosmos and other various martini concoctions at Hot Tomatoes. And after all that bitching, we were able to snag some cute eye candy to join us for some drinks and exchange our numbers with before we left.

Sunday's report to follow...

Testing Mobile Blogging

Let's see if this works...
Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T

*And it did, awesome! So when I'm away on my trip, I'll be blogging from my Blackberry (and further wasting away it's widdle battery). SCORE!

60 Points!!

Last month I finally decided to get my credit up and running again since I had the salary power to back up even the crappiest of loans. Thankfully, the wonderful people at CitiFinancial were able to give me a starter loan at a decent interest rate with the promise to increase my loan as long as I maintain my payments and fix my credit score.

Well...with all those stipulations being met by yours truly, my credit score has now increased by 60 points!!!!!

So at this rate I should be a normal person that in the future when I do want to buy a house someday, I'll be able to do so without paying through the nose. This is of course once whatever is happening to the economy decides to stop kicking our collective asses.

And in 2011, any nasties remaining on my credit report will be automatically removed, further increasing my score!

So with finally being proactive about the situation and with a little dash of time, I should be up and running in no time!

*hugs Citibank and offers to hold red umbrella*

Eris World Tour LA is a go!

Tickets have been bought and money is being saved and all systems are go!

Many thanks to Kerin for letting me crash while I'm there. She is the woman! And check out her bloggie too, she'll be linked in my sidebar shortly.

Taste of Spring

Yesterday made it up all the way to 78 degrees! And it was completely gorgeous.

However, this weekend is supposed to be rainy and sucky, so I made sure to absorb as much weathery goodness as possible.

Emotional Blowback

Well, my friend is coming around a bit. He's stable and still in the hospital. He'll be on a routine kidney dialysis for a while to clean those little puppies out and he'll be also on an AMAZING amount of antibiotics to kill all of the badness from his body. So it is all just going to take some time.

Emotionally, I'm shocked at how long it took me to cry. I must have entered what my receptionist called it, a "survival mode" where I just getting by on standby mode until the situation was deemed safe for me to react emotionally. So yesterday was a nice crying party in order to clear out my emotions and move on from there.

I have noticed though, some people are weird about approaching me now. Most were able to address me directly or at least let me talk to them about it, some however were very standoffish even being somewhat mean to me. I guess it was an inability to figure out what to say or how they should treat me, but common sense would say "maybe I should at least be nice." Well, I don't know, that's just me anyway.

So now it's just routine calls into the hospital to find out his condition and routine visits to keep up his spirits.

My friend is sick...

My friend's appendix burst last week. He went in for surgery at Griffin Hospital Thursday night. Friday afternoon, I get the call from his mother that I should call him and probably visit since "he's not doing to well." I try to call his room Friday night, no answer. I try to call his room Saturday morning, no answer.

My sister and I figure we should just go and visit then. So we go Saturday late morning and he's not in his room. I think that he probably got sent home and feel awesome that he's not there anymore. Then a nurse comes by and says "you're looking for him, he's in ICU now."

ICU is never good and the bottom of my world drops out from beneath me. I enter into this mental protection zone where I'm just a zombie that's completely numb and has no emotions.

We go downstairs to ICU and learn that he's in the very first room (not a good sign). We come in and he has an oxygen mask on and is not conscious. He does however wake up when we whisper "good morning" to him. We had bought these cute little Get Well bears and were dancing them around, so that made him happy. Then his grandmother and mother walk in and then a nurse comes in. Something happens and all of a sudden the nurse turns the light off and he needs to puke or something, so we scramble because we're not related to him and pretty much know that we'll get sent away.

I get a call from his grandmother (who I'm better acquainted with) on Sunday. His kidneys have shut down and the puss from his appendix bursting has gotten circulated into his blood and he's now having problems breathing. However, he's no longer intubated, apparently he pulled out his tube during the night (which is a pretty good sign actually and pretty bad ass in my opinion) so he's 50/50 breathing on his own (he does have a mask on to help him out).

I'll see about visiting him again today.

*tumble weed rolling across*

Yeah, I know, I don't really update that much anymore. I'm working on that, I really am. I think the problem is that I'm actually kind of happy about things. I guess this feeling of happiness makes me want to rant less and less. It's kind of like when the rocker finally gains the big house and the nice car his music lacks that real angst anymore and his music starts sucking.

Not to say that my life is peachy, but I do feel much more happier than I have in the past. I enjoy my down time more and enjoy hanging out more and I guess that influences my time spent in front of my computer. And now after reading what I just said, it makes perfect sense now.

And I'll always having dating and what not to complain about; boys are weird, that's something that will never change. :-P

Google April Fool's Day

Heh...


When you click to find out about "custom time" you get this...


And how does one change the time of their email you ask...

"How does it work?

Gmail utilizes an e-flux capacitor to resolve issues of causality (see Grandfather Paradox)."

LULZ