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let me start out by saying i was one drunk bitch this entire weekend...and i'm feeling it now. that old adage..drink so you have no hangover, wow, so true...but wow, so painful when you do stop... anyway, congrats to jakie, eitan, mike, and brad for making it their personal mission to make me so sloppily drunk eitan had to carry me upstairs to bed on friday at 11:30pm. mad props!

also, i have cute toes!

anyway...some musings, ponderings, realizations and other bullshit that really doesn't matter...FUN!

.25: i found out that my friend isaac in california bought himself a new honda accord. i also found out that three days after he bought himself a snazzy new honda, it was stolen from his driveway, in broad daylight, while he was home. ain't that some drama in the lbc?!

.76: how much tweak do you think the "kaboom" guy does before those commercials? jesus christ, he made me tired in the 2.5 minutes it took him to explain the marvels of the shit.

.12: intimidation by intelligence is the stupidest thing i've ever heard of.

.0623: met a guy who's dad is hiding in a shady motel from his mom and sister. why? because the dad won a huge settlement, and since then the mom and sister have been trying to get his money....wow, that's love.

.33: "total eclipse of the heart" is one of the fucking longest songs....period.

.093: mike's wife, talee, is currently doing her phd in genetics at columbia (feel free to hate her at any minute), and as part of her work, she created a one-red, one-blue eyed mouse named carmine. while she was away in the hamptons with her family for some shindig, her hubby, mike, had to babysit the mouse and brought the fucking thing to my place. so here, in his pocket is hundreds of thousands of dollars in government funded research, and here is mike putting carmine in the bathroom with my cat lulu, closing the door and taking bets on who would come out alive. coincidently, my money was on carmine.

.2: eitan is one hot mother fucker. green eyes, black hair, nice carmel skin, awesome bariton...but ya know what? evan is still hotter! HAHA!!

.042: that fucking song is now over. cue awesome lady saw song. phew.

.91: two weeks ago when i went down to nyc for one of the shittiest weekends ever, i was waiting at the bar to get a drink with eitan and jakie. miller light girl came up, offered us a free beer, and proceeded to explain that miller is having some promotion where the winner would recieve a fully stocked bar in their domicile. eitan looked at her and said "that's retarded", and she said "i think it's awesome", and he said "yea, if you live anywhere outside of the city. where the fuck are you going to put a fully stocked bar? i live in a studio the size of a urinal..you want me to sleep in my fuckin bathtub?" she walked away.

.92: coinciding with the aforementioned trip to nyc, who the fuck's idea was it to open up a Noodles on 29th, when there is already Noodles on 28th? i mean, who's fucking idea was that? "lets open up another restaurant......100 feet away from the original, and across the street."....and did they get fired?

.067: i realized i'm not that stupid spineless girl i was two years ago in the face of other peoples desires. that makes me sickeningly happy.

.198: while in a drunken stupor i was explaining to my house-guests i cried..and instead of saying "i cried", i said "picked up gently, a single tear found it's palatial retreat upon its destined course down my rosy cheek"..and i liked that. it confused the shit out of them. i also liked that.

.42: i just re-fell in love with the pm dawn....how gay!

.3: we're vulenerable, we're sensitive, and we're confident. so many people rolled into one, we contain so much, so much creativity, so much energy, so many contradictions, so much confusion, so much clarity, so many moments of faith and fear, so many different characters are within us....

.21: diet chery vanilla dr. pepper is the fuckin shit.

.055: do you hate recieving lengthy e-mails from people..because it kinds of sets up the expectation that your's will be equally as long? do you hate getting e-mails from people who you used to be friends with, but now aren't so much...and you have to do the whole fake bullshit thing, just to be nice and fair semblance of pleasantries between the two of you? don't you wish they would just stick to sending you forwards? yea, figured...just me.

.925: i spent $500 on a new pot and pan set. ladies and gentleman, chef boyar-elle in da house!