For your contemplating pleasure:
My horoscope:
Your self-esteem might suffer now, but these feelings may not be directly related to an overt rejection by someone you like. Instead you could be picking up on subtle uncertainties in others that you turn into negative judgments. If you can examine your own heart and take full responsibility for your emotions, you won't end up feeling like a victim.
Still amazed at how this works sometimes.
*Still haven't gotten a good nights sleep in a week, wake up feeling like someone hit me in the head with a rock. Pampered chef fun, batman??, bbq pulled pork, father's day goodness*
Can't sleep, Can't stay awake
Save yourself.
Because the only thing that matters
is that you get away from the pain
and the thought of losing your mind.
Don't blame yourself.
It was everyone around you who made you act this way.
There's the stage and your chance to watch it go down.
Don't fake yourself into ever, ever thinking about yesterday.
That was then, this is now. Don't call it undone.
Don't take what you've been dealt.
You can exit out the back and make your getaway
before anyone can see the damage you have done.
This time is the last time so be here, here now.
This time is the last time. Somehow make it through.
State your case. You've got everyone's attention.
What can you say? Thanks or forget what you've been given.
Take your place. Do you think that you deserve the best of everything?
We don't get why you're here. Can you figure it out?
This time is the last time so be here, here now.
You've got to get away.
Oh, I get lost in the thought of losing you.
You've got to get away. I know it's a dream but it must be true.
Wave now goodbye. It's the lesson that you've been given.
You can always move on to better things.
This time is the last time so be here, but be here now.
This time is the last time somehow.
This time is the last time so be here, but be here now.
This time is the last time. Somehow make it through.
Because the only thing that matters
is that you get away from the pain
and the thought of losing your mind.
Don't blame yourself.
It was everyone around you who made you act this way.
There's the stage and your chance to watch it go down.
Don't fake yourself into ever, ever thinking about yesterday.
That was then, this is now. Don't call it undone.
Don't take what you've been dealt.
You can exit out the back and make your getaway
before anyone can see the damage you have done.
This time is the last time so be here, here now.
This time is the last time. Somehow make it through.
State your case. You've got everyone's attention.
What can you say? Thanks or forget what you've been given.
Take your place. Do you think that you deserve the best of everything?
We don't get why you're here. Can you figure it out?
This time is the last time so be here, here now.
You've got to get away.
Oh, I get lost in the thought of losing you.
You've got to get away. I know it's a dream but it must be true.
Wave now goodbye. It's the lesson that you've been given.
You can always move on to better things.
This time is the last time so be here, but be here now.
This time is the last time somehow.
This time is the last time so be here, but be here now.
This time is the last time. Somehow make it through.
100 Degrees In the Shade
Apparently, New Jersey is stuck in what the weather people call a “Bermuda Heat Wave”. Lots of words for— It’s god-damned hot outside!! Supposedly, it may come to an end if the remnants of Tropical Storm Arlene (Arleen?) ever make it here.
Sorry for the random meteorological update, back to our regularly scheduled programming. Friday night was the Hanson concert. We get to the parking lot about a half hour before doors open at 7:30. *My biggest pet peeve ever, right here* Beck and I figure we’ll get on the line around 7:30. We came for the music, not to be smushed like sardines in a can. 7:30 rolls around and the line isn’t moving and it has wrapped around the back of the building and through 2 parked rows of cars. Did I mention the show was sold out? They don’t open the doors until quarter after 8. If the ticket says 7:30, be done with the freakin’ sound check by 7:15, it isn’t that hard is it?!?!?!? Anyways, by the time we got in it was 8:45. Just in time to see the opening band play 3 count them 3 songs. Which I guess is good because I didn’t care for them too much, except for their cover of Hard Days Night, which was pretty good, I’ll give them that. It took another half hour for Hanson to actually come on stage. Show was great. I have to give them that, I may not be a huge fan of the new stuff, but the show was good. But throughout this, Theresa must make friends. Who is it this time but a 40+ year old woman. She asks me to make sure no one takes her spot in the bar area. Oh and if some middle aged guy comes looking for his wife, you can let him stand here. Can we say drunk a little? Well she returns with her drink…Bailey’s with who knows what in it. She proceeds to tell me the other bar ran out of Bailey’s so she needs to be on this side. Her entire family loves Hanson. They went to their first show in Vancouver, her husband, daughter and herself. And they were just in awe. She also shared that she must always be on IKE’s side of the stage. He’s the best. Just a totally amusing exchange. All in all the night was enjoyable. By the time we got outside it was nice and cool, compared to the cooker that is the Starland Ballroom.
Saturday was a party, ie, sit outside for 3 hours in the heat, trying not to stick on launch chairs, and generally try to seem like I’m a coherent human being after a late evening. I believe it was a success. But what do I know about anything.
It seems like I have been tagged so-
List five songs that you are currently digging. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the five songs in your blog. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.
1. Hanson- Get Up and Go
2. Something Corporate- Hurricane
3. Weezer- Beverly Hills
4. Jimmy Eat World- Futures
5. Beatles- A Hard Day’s Night
Ugh at least I’m not sitting at home where everyone else is. For some reason having 3 other people at home just makes me really nutsy and uber tense. So I guess it is a good thing I am out of the house working. Not that I’m super happy about working. Gives me something to do.
Oh- I’m going to try to make some Pulled BBQ pork over the weekend. Watch this be an experiment that goes horribly wrong.
Sorry for the random meteorological update, back to our regularly scheduled programming. Friday night was the Hanson concert. We get to the parking lot about a half hour before doors open at 7:30. *My biggest pet peeve ever, right here* Beck and I figure we’ll get on the line around 7:30. We came for the music, not to be smushed like sardines in a can. 7:30 rolls around and the line isn’t moving and it has wrapped around the back of the building and through 2 parked rows of cars. Did I mention the show was sold out? They don’t open the doors until quarter after 8. If the ticket says 7:30, be done with the freakin’ sound check by 7:15, it isn’t that hard is it?!?!?!? Anyways, by the time we got in it was 8:45. Just in time to see the opening band play 3 count them 3 songs. Which I guess is good because I didn’t care for them too much, except for their cover of Hard Days Night, which was pretty good, I’ll give them that. It took another half hour for Hanson to actually come on stage. Show was great. I have to give them that, I may not be a huge fan of the new stuff, but the show was good. But throughout this, Theresa must make friends. Who is it this time but a 40+ year old woman. She asks me to make sure no one takes her spot in the bar area. Oh and if some middle aged guy comes looking for his wife, you can let him stand here. Can we say drunk a little? Well she returns with her drink…Bailey’s with who knows what in it. She proceeds to tell me the other bar ran out of Bailey’s so she needs to be on this side. Her entire family loves Hanson. They went to their first show in Vancouver, her husband, daughter and herself. And they were just in awe. She also shared that she must always be on IKE’s side of the stage. He’s the best. Just a totally amusing exchange. All in all the night was enjoyable. By the time we got outside it was nice and cool, compared to the cooker that is the Starland Ballroom.
Saturday was a party, ie, sit outside for 3 hours in the heat, trying not to stick on launch chairs, and generally try to seem like I’m a coherent human being after a late evening. I believe it was a success. But what do I know about anything.
It seems like I have been tagged so-
List five songs that you are currently digging. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the five songs in your blog. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to.
1. Hanson- Get Up and Go
2. Something Corporate- Hurricane
3. Weezer- Beverly Hills
4. Jimmy Eat World- Futures
5. Beatles- A Hard Day’s Night
Ugh at least I’m not sitting at home where everyone else is. For some reason having 3 other people at home just makes me really nutsy and uber tense. So I guess it is a good thing I am out of the house working. Not that I’m super happy about working. Gives me something to do.
Oh- I’m going to try to make some Pulled BBQ pork over the weekend. Watch this be an experiment that goes horribly wrong.
We didn’t know you humans were...mind readers!
Well, if I have to start somewhere, how about here. Yesterday afternoon my father was flipping through the myriad of movie channels we happen to get. He stops on encore mysteries. It is the weird black and white film. I put down my stuff and start watching. I easily get sucked into B and W films, it’s a major problem. Turns out it is a 50s B-rated science/horror flick. What is even weirder is the fact that the movie was made in 2001. Yeah I know, weirdness. The film was hilarious. The title, The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra. The name exudes cheesiness. There are evil scientists, aliens, mutants, and it wouldn’t be complete if there wasn’t a skeleton. I think that I might just have to get my hands on a copy of it. (Alright, alright, I know I’m an odd duck.)
Anyways, I have managed to either keep myself busy, or just bore the life out of me the past couple of weeks. I haven’t been able to figure out which. Two weeks ago, I picked up tutoring a student in algebra. He just finished up at RU, is going to be a securities trader. Really nice guy. The sessions aren’t like pulling teeth. So it’s a good way to spend my time.
I am deciding whether or not to join a gym. I feel like if I force myself to go, I will actually exercise hard. It isn’t that I am not exercising in some fashion. Been going to the park for walks, or short runs, in between the days I do Pilates. Or I could always just sit outside and sweat off the pounds. How fun is that. I am leaning towards not. I just can’t justify the price tag, even if I get to use weight equipment, treadmills, ellipticals, or Olympic size pool. Damn the saving up for graduate school.
In exactly 3 weeks to this day, I will have lunch with a Disney Imagineer. I super excited. I called to make a reservation, and they had one spot open. So I took it. Totally interested in how they got their job, and the whole process of an attraction becoming part of the parks. Hurray.
Anyone have any good vacation reads?
Oh yeah, I can’t forget the excitement this week, Hanson on Friday night, party Saturday, and the Seafood Festival on Sunday.
Anyways, I have managed to either keep myself busy, or just bore the life out of me the past couple of weeks. I haven’t been able to figure out which. Two weeks ago, I picked up tutoring a student in algebra. He just finished up at RU, is going to be a securities trader. Really nice guy. The sessions aren’t like pulling teeth. So it’s a good way to spend my time.
I am deciding whether or not to join a gym. I feel like if I force myself to go, I will actually exercise hard. It isn’t that I am not exercising in some fashion. Been going to the park for walks, or short runs, in between the days I do Pilates. Or I could always just sit outside and sweat off the pounds. How fun is that. I am leaning towards not. I just can’t justify the price tag, even if I get to use weight equipment, treadmills, ellipticals, or Olympic size pool. Damn the saving up for graduate school.
In exactly 3 weeks to this day, I will have lunch with a Disney Imagineer. I super excited. I called to make a reservation, and they had one spot open. So I took it. Totally interested in how they got their job, and the whole process of an attraction becoming part of the parks. Hurray.
Anyone have any good vacation reads?
Oh yeah, I can’t forget the excitement this week, Hanson on Friday night, party Saturday, and the Seafood Festival on Sunday.
8.5 hour days are boring!
I figure I really haven’t posted anything of significance recently. It has been a boring work sort of life. Still enjoying my car. I am happy it is summer here at Brookdale but the days just drag on forever. Then when I get home I have no energy to do my Pilates. Hopefully when all of the season finales for my shows are done with, I will just set out to do my exercising.
Anyways, I am going to adjunct next fall for one of the pre-algebra classes. I am quite excited about it. Now maybe I will not feel so much like a tool. Yeah, I feel like a tool at work. Just sit around waiting to answer peoples’ questions. Plus I get to have full control over the material and grading. I now have the whole summer to plan out lessons, quizzes and tests. By the fall I really shouldn’t have to do anything except for teaching and grading. Hurray. Not to mention the extra cash will come in handy.
Also I managed to pick out a couple of more schools to apply to. As I make steps to through this application process, I am starting to get this big sinking feeling that I won’t be accepted. If I do get accepted, it won’t be on terms amenable to my situation. There is this little voice in the back of my head that says, don’t let yourself get rejected like this. Go enroll at Kean for a Masters of Education and get into the classroom real fast. But my other little inkling says, you have always wanted those three letters attached to your name and the title Professor. If I don’t do anything, I know I’ll be stuck here in the job forever because it is secure, and I am no risk taker. Ugh. *Need to stop thinking about not getting in and actually apply* So here is my list: Princeton, Rutgers, Duke, Virginia Tech, Old Dominion, NC State, University of South Carolina, and Vanderbilt. Reminds me, I need to email Dave and Ben about it. Also need to sign up for the stupid subject test again.
In 5 weeks, I’ll be enjoying the sunshine and the Big Mouse. Other than that I am a boring, boring person with no life.
Well, if life doesn’t work out I can always join a convent.
Anyways, I am going to adjunct next fall for one of the pre-algebra classes. I am quite excited about it. Now maybe I will not feel so much like a tool. Yeah, I feel like a tool at work. Just sit around waiting to answer peoples’ questions. Plus I get to have full control over the material and grading. I now have the whole summer to plan out lessons, quizzes and tests. By the fall I really shouldn’t have to do anything except for teaching and grading. Hurray. Not to mention the extra cash will come in handy.
Also I managed to pick out a couple of more schools to apply to. As I make steps to through this application process, I am starting to get this big sinking feeling that I won’t be accepted. If I do get accepted, it won’t be on terms amenable to my situation. There is this little voice in the back of my head that says, don’t let yourself get rejected like this. Go enroll at Kean for a Masters of Education and get into the classroom real fast. But my other little inkling says, you have always wanted those three letters attached to your name and the title Professor. If I don’t do anything, I know I’ll be stuck here in the job forever because it is secure, and I am no risk taker. Ugh. *Need to stop thinking about not getting in and actually apply* So here is my list: Princeton, Rutgers, Duke, Virginia Tech, Old Dominion, NC State, University of South Carolina, and Vanderbilt. Reminds me, I need to email Dave and Ben about it. Also need to sign up for the stupid subject test again.
In 5 weeks, I’ll be enjoying the sunshine and the Big Mouse. Other than that I am a boring, boring person with no life.
Well, if life doesn’t work out I can always join a convent.
Star Wars Horoscope for Virgo |
 You show efficiency when working for a good cause. But you tend to be a bit fussy when it comes to doing something out of the ordinary. Like many Virgos, you want to stay out of the spotlight. You do well at picking up the smallest details. Star wars character you are most like: C3P0 |
Seeing as I have nothing to do...
Yeah, I'm at work right now. There are no pressing matters of state here, so I present you with the new Oasis song. It is just stuck in my head. I think it's good.
Lyla by Oasis
Calling all the stars to fall
And catch the silver sunlight in your hands
Come for me, set me free
Lift me up and take me where I stand
She believes in everything
And everyone and you and yours and mine
I waited for a thousand years
For you to come and blow me out my mind
Hey Lyla
The star's about to fall
So what d'you say
Lyla
The world around us makes me feel so small
Lyla
If you can't hear me call, then I can't say
Lyla
Heaven help you catch me if I fall
She's the queen of all I've seen
And every song and city far and near
Heaven help my mademoiselle
She rings the bell for all the world to hear
Hey Lyla
The star's about to fall
So what d'you say
Lyla
The world around us makes me feel so small
Lyla
If you can't hear me call, then I can't say
Lyla
Heaven help you catch me if I fall
Hey Lyla
The star's about to fall
So what d'you say
Lyla
The world around us makes me feel so small
Lyla
If you can't hear me call, then I can't say
Lyla
Heaven help you catch me when I fall
Lyla by Oasis
Calling all the stars to fall
And catch the silver sunlight in your hands
Come for me, set me free
Lift me up and take me where I stand
She believes in everything
And everyone and you and yours and mine
I waited for a thousand years
For you to come and blow me out my mind
Hey Lyla
The star's about to fall
So what d'you say
Lyla
The world around us makes me feel so small
Lyla
If you can't hear me call, then I can't say
Lyla
Heaven help you catch me if I fall
She's the queen of all I've seen
And every song and city far and near
Heaven help my mademoiselle
She rings the bell for all the world to hear
Hey Lyla
The star's about to fall
So what d'you say
Lyla
The world around us makes me feel so small
Lyla
If you can't hear me call, then I can't say
Lyla
Heaven help you catch me if I fall
Hey Lyla
The star's about to fall
So what d'you say
Lyla
The world around us makes me feel so small
Lyla
If you can't hear me call, then I can't say
Lyla
Heaven help you catch me when I fall
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Horoscope
Sometimes I am amazed at how dead on my horoscope is. Case in point,
Today's Horoscope:
Your threshold of acceptability may now be tested as contrary voices tug at your consciousness. One voice reminding you that you can do anything you choose. You want to love and be loved. You want to be needed at work. You want to be recognized for your wit and your intelligence. But the other voice is asking for quiet anonymity, for you are much to careful for indiscriminate interactions. Take a risk and let yourself be seen for who you are. You may be surprised at how liberating it feels.
Well everything except for the last two sentences are true. We all know I'm not a risk taker.
Today's Horoscope:
Your threshold of acceptability may now be tested as contrary voices tug at your consciousness. One voice reminding you that you can do anything you choose. You want to love and be loved. You want to be needed at work. You want to be recognized for your wit and your intelligence. But the other voice is asking for quiet anonymity, for you are much to careful for indiscriminate interactions. Take a risk and let yourself be seen for who you are. You may be surprised at how liberating it feels.
Well everything except for the last two sentences are true. We all know I'm not a risk taker.
Well...an interesting weekend. Went up to Dickinson. Good to see the boys for a tiny bit. Got to see all the wonderful physics people. I miss being in that whole atmosphere. Saw Nea, physics Brian, Skip, Geoffy, Dackman, and Bass. Good fun. The infernos concert freakin' rocked. They sounded about 20 times better than we did last year. Or that is what I thought. Scotty sang my favorite Hootie song in the entire world, Hold My Hand. Ader and Cuyler did a little parody on If I Had A Million Dollars, which rocked. They all rocked. I miss it so much. Maybe I should try to find an a cappella group around here and join it. That would be cool.
Went to a suprise baby shower for one of the gals I work with. It was awesome. The surprise worked out perfectly. Plus the day turned out to be beautiful. Beckie and I went out to Applebee's that night for a little bit of food.
Sunday was Mommy's Day. So we trekked out to Old Bay restaurant and had wonderful beers and food. Ugh was super stuffed. Afterwards, Dad and I headed out to see Hitchhiker's. It started out really good, and then it puttered out. It almost seems like they picked the wrong things to show in the movie. But what do I know.
The bro comes home tomorrow. OOO Fun.
you are the "you suck, and that's sad"
happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit
brutal.
which happy bunny are you?
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Ha....funny. I almost certain it's true though.
Went to a suprise baby shower for one of the gals I work with. It was awesome. The surprise worked out perfectly. Plus the day turned out to be beautiful. Beckie and I went out to Applebee's that night for a little bit of food.
Sunday was Mommy's Day. So we trekked out to Old Bay restaurant and had wonderful beers and food. Ugh was super stuffed. Afterwards, Dad and I headed out to see Hitchhiker's. It started out really good, and then it puttered out. It almost seems like they picked the wrong things to show in the movie. But what do I know.
The bro comes home tomorrow. OOO Fun.
you are the "you suck, and that's sad"
happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit
brutal.
which happy bunny are you?
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Ha....funny. I almost certain it's true though.
Cinco de Mayo
Happy me, as well as happy car! I finally picked up my *new* car Tuesday night. Hurray for my blue Volvo v50. I absolutely adore it. I haven't quite decided on a name for the car...so for now it stays happy car. Only thing I don't like about the car...it has no freakin' place to keep change for tolls. But one makes due. I still love my car.
Happy Birthday to my lil bro!!!
It's my last late night for the semester. No more late evenings for another month or so. So I'm happy about that.
Don't have anything else to report.
happy!
Happy Birthday to my lil bro!!!
It's my last late night for the semester. No more late evenings for another month or so. So I'm happy about that.
Don't have anything else to report.
happy!
Can't Be Held Responsible...
Dude...might as well just start with my story. Friday night, beckie presented me with a perfectly good opportunity to go out and hang with her, steve and james?? And what did I do...I said I don't feel like it. What did I do instead, you ask? I cleaned. Yes, the entire house...dusted, vacuumed all that jazz. I also did a wonderful 30 minutes of pilates. What the hell is the matter with me?!?!?! I must have some serious chemical imbalance if I'd rather stay at home to clean and workout than go out with friends.
Saturday at King of Prussia was enjoyable. Would have been moreso if dana was able to make it. Good to see laurie, after...sheesh it must almost be a year. Glad she is getting along well down there. Yey for seeing cryssy and suzer. We had lunch at t.g.i. friday's with our overly friendly water dave, who happened to share more information with us than we really needed. It still gets me how huge that mall is. I was the only one who did any shopping...being in need of a bathing suit. *Can't fit into the suits from like 3 years ago...yeah remember crosscountry sized me. they were tiny bathing suits.*
It is May, and that is a happy thing. Warmer weather, being able to spend some time outside. Brother comes home. That should be...interesting.
I'll write when some big life changing event happens.
The middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be lookin' for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross
even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I've been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I'd never lose
Something somebody stole
I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I've been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night
’M’not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That is runnin' to the promised land
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night
Saturday at King of Prussia was enjoyable. Would have been moreso if dana was able to make it. Good to see laurie, after...sheesh it must almost be a year. Glad she is getting along well down there. Yey for seeing cryssy and suzer. We had lunch at t.g.i. friday's with our overly friendly water dave, who happened to share more information with us than we really needed. It still gets me how huge that mall is. I was the only one who did any shopping...being in need of a bathing suit. *Can't fit into the suits from like 3 years ago...yeah remember crosscountry sized me. they were tiny bathing suits.*
It is May, and that is a happy thing. Warmer weather, being able to spend some time outside. Brother comes home. That should be...interesting.
I'll write when some big life changing event happens.
The middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be lookin' for something
Something sacred I lost
But the river is wide
And it's too hard to cross
even though I know the river is wide
I walk down every evening and stand on the shore
I try to cross to the opposite side
So I can finally find what I've been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the valley of fear
To a river so deep
I been searching for something
Taken out of my soul
Something I'd never lose
Something somebody stole
I don't know why I go walking at night
But now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore
I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life
Until I find what it is I've been looking for
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night
’M’not sure about a life after this
God knows I've never been a spiritual man
Baptized by the fire, I wade into the river
That is runnin' to the promised land
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the desert of truth
To the river so deep
We all end in the ocean
We all start in the streams
We're all carried along
By the river of dreams
In the middle of the night
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