not much to update...our house party on saturday was excellent. people getting their fun on. all good.
let's see...the next party should be next month. all, indeed are invited. when i threw parties at the eyehouse it seemed much more fun and easier. the crowd was more on the suburban pa/frat party tip, but my girl and my friends showed so it was a great party (to me).
work is still, well it's there. let's just say that.
thinking about going to philly next week. there are some friends i need to see. also my alma mater.
i'm sorry if this blog is mad boring but i'm sleepy right now...i feel like moby.
if you don't like my mushiness...first, fuck you. second, stop reading here. thanks.
does anyone out there know cheap airlines that fly to vegas (wink wink rain).
i love my baby a lot. things can be and will get tough (in school, in general) but i know you're strong babes. i don't worry about you because i know you're driven by nature to succeed and make a difference and love with your heart. that's just one of a million things i know i love about you. if i could buy a million stars i'd give them all to you. you're one of a kind. if i could sing i'd sing for you...i could live without the shine of the sun, but i can't live without the shine in your eyes and heart.
september is about through (1.75 weeks left). hard to believe. i had dinner last night at a great restaurant called (get this)..le mas perrier. what the fuck? i wondered the same thing. ultra pretentious, mega snobby, mable pillars, model type servers, kind of place that makes you want to eat at taco bell for the rest of your life. but like i said it was a great place. the food (no matter how overpriced) was delicious....i think 99.9% of the reason it's so great is because someone else picked up the tab.
so what does the weekend hold...ah yes. tomorrow is my house's inaugural party. sort of a house warming if you will. my girl and my friends will be there. unfortunately, my family cannot attend. it should be fun, so long as no fuck up stranger messes up my house. it's funny though how karma works, in high school and college i was always that stranger than came to your house, drank your beer, pissed on your bathroom floor (aim is not good after 7 lagers), and made you angry that you let someone invite someone who invited someone and so on...my next blog will contain post-party updates.
more and more i'm growing distasteful with where i'm at. there hasn't been too much progression professionally. same stuff...granted it has been 3 months, but still i don't really see anything 1 year down the line...now what you may ask, does this all mean? it may mean a number of things. a) maybe a career change b) maybe a move to another city-same job c) maybe a move and a career change. i'm a bit confused and annoyed and hopeful that something good will happen. but we'll see.
the only good i've seen over the last few months is how wonderful it is to be in love, how wonderful it is to have a close family, and how wonderful it is to have good friends. there have been a lot of let downs professionally for me, but luckily the aforementioned have kept me sane and balanced. i've been quite the pessimist lately, but i think living with such paranoia (inherent) and such negativity does take a toll on someone. not to sound philosophical but life is good. i love my family and i love my girl and i love my friends.
a sappy man's manifesto? hells no.
granted i'm a lost highway professionally, i'm headed the right direction personally.
by the way...fuck the mushyness of this....whateveryouguysthink...
true love has been found and it was under my nose for the past five years. luckily i'm with her and she's here with me. we do have issues...100 some odd miles to be exact....but that WILL go away. i promise babes. your spirit, presence, heart, smile, laugh, intelligence, sincerity, drive, determination, and love keep this car on the right route. i'm not lost anymore buster.
paul.
you should hear some jackjohnson.danielbedington. and what the f...thestrokes.
you should see madden2003...off the heezy
you should come to my party...only if you were extended an offer..j/k
you should try to find love...it can be a wonderful thing.
in jersey city...at buster's place. really nice view of the city...the view of her face is much prettier though. makes me wish i was here everyday to see it...in the morning (with sleepies in her eyes)...during the day (when she's dropping knowledge with determination)...and at night (before she denies the world her beautiful eyes...because beauty has to sleep too)...ok new york city is on my agenda for the next year.
work was tremendously busy but i managed to get in at 7 and leave at 5. caught a train to nyc...which by the way got delayed...i actually think it's a conspiracy. more expensive the train the less likely you get "delayed" fucking monopolies. guess what kids...i get to go back to high school tomorrow. bleh!
you ever get that feeling you get when you just know things feel right. i'm feeling that right now. don't feel this way very often but i always feel that way when it "rains" particularly those summer rains. i do love her so. as sappy and as bleh as i sound. i'll tell it to the world...i don't really care if they want to hear it or not...go to another website. hi love!
gotta run...springsteen on t.v. always catches my attention.
bye.
oh yeah...
jack johnson is great..."flake" should be downloaded to your computers immediately.
cold weather feels good when the summer heat has taken a toll on your body.
i like cable modems...things seem faster...even my typing. ok that's bullshit.
anyone have frodo's number?
quite a surreal feeling these last couple of days. i've been on media overload both at work and home and in the car. hard to believe its been one year (almost) since i and the rest of the world felt numb, surreal, lost, confused, angry, and helpless...9/11. the recent media blitz that began last week has led me to remember what i was doing a year ago...living at eyehouse...working at the gap...starting my senior year at drexel...so on so forth.
i am indeed still amazed and very proud of what i witnessed after that horrific day...a nation united...cultures united...the outpouring of help and sympathy from the rest of the country and the world. unfathomable. still remember the tireless workers who worked on clearing the remains of the WTC...still remember the church near ground zero that became a memorial...still remember feeling helpless and feeling remorse for not being able to do more...not that i could impact anything...but knowing that i tried was what i wanted.
can't believe its been a year. i look at the last year and i like to think i did what i wanted and lived how i wanted (continue to do so...in spite of my restrictions...ie. work and bills). i can only look forward and do what i can to get by...and just live. keep livin' the dream...from vanilla sky...for those who didn't see it.
that's my take on the anniversary. one we all wish didn't have to happen.
i will switch it up now. i wondered today if we are safer than we were a year ago. maybe...i think the government is doing as good a job under what circumstances it was dealt, the timeline it was given, and the pressure it faced. will it stop anything from happening...don't know...have they done something to quelle the fears of society...possibly...has America become more aware of what has been happening to the rest of the world for decades upon decades...yes.
aside from being at work, i don't think i'll be that attentive to what's going on there. i think 99.9% of my co-workers will be watching the tele and witness the services occurring around the country and world. we even have a service tomorrow morning at work.
work...oh yes. it is a very stressed "ok". i can't complain because i do have a job (knocking) and i know it's a good starting point but two things bother me...ok it's not as fast-paced and challenging as i thought and i am not in a metropolis like nyc, dc, london, paris, or sf. it's de...which is fine if you like corporate campuses, cafeterias overlooking the sea or river, and as many trees, grass, and just land that the eye can see. give me honking cab drivers, people shoving people, yelling, screaming, and bustle. not to mention the fact that i can catch the train and go see my family, who i miss...especially my cousins...my best friend who i see once every 4 or 5 months...and my love who i long to see every day and night...and who i want to see teach...stay tuned i might be posting from somewhere else (next year).
i think that was enough writing...i'm going to go have a beer and make a call...dial-a-friend anyone?
listening to jack johnson...springsteen...mr. cheeks
seeing non-stop cnn...cnbc...that70s show...shit is mad funny.
thinking...umm....beeeeer....doooooonuuutss.
well a good morning.good afternoon.and a good night to all.
labor day weekend...shot by pretty fast but it was well worth it. summer is over...very bittersweet. no more ladies in scantly clad (sic) clothing...but now we can (for the meantime) avoid the unbearable, smoldering heat and humidity...yes this is your quasi-weatherman...heard that coppola is making an adaptation of one of my fav books...ontheroad...a little excited but i don't want my own pictures to be distorted by someone else's.
last time i checked it was still 87 degrees...almanacs...i don't buy them...i just wanted to say that...oh i also wanted to say that i still listen to techno and like moby's music a lot.
finally got a chance to meet up with chef mark in nyc...he finally got to meet rain (compliments were abundant)...ate at [fresh.] on reade (bet w.broadway and church) belissimo (sic)...bestnewjointinnyc..excellent seafood. this kid will be a most excellent chef...andiwillbeaco-owner
whatelse...went to angel bar...didn't see too many though...more evil than good found there. the hiphop set was off the heezy though...i told avrillavinge that she was too young to be there and she told me to stop hitting on the hilton sisters...isaidiwashitting on natalie portmanwhotoldmethat she'd give me her number if i wasn't wear such hideousjeans(levisvintage517) and my free winona, i mean free martha stewart shirt with cocktail sauce on it...long story all.
now back in 'ol de. trying to stay busy...tackling on addtional activities outside of work. plan to volunteer for a couple of campaigns for senate and congress. gotta start doing if you want to accomplish change. i did too much "talking" during the last 22 years. like the song...time for some action...iwillbepress.secretary. heard that myfiveyear reunion is coming up...think i'll pass on that drink...i'll be driver that night.
um...what else...oh year previously mentioned plan to take on germany's oktoberfest have been shelfed for now. let's just place the blame on timing and a lack of surplus in my account...donations are wellcome. look for updates...2003 is a possibility. very very very bummed...sorry tob...neilandiwanttoplaywhereintheworldisnico?
sorry mini diversion...eh...sit on my face. i'll write what the fuck i want. speaking of which.....
...an interesting factoid feel upon my lap this weekend. it was a lovely discovery actually...i found out that one of my ex-girlfriends...let's um...call her J...took it upon herself to enact the zipcode rule during our relationship and sleep with an ex (who lives where they protested with tea back in the day). needless to say i was astonished and have not had a clear mindset until letting loose in this entry. i hate to dwell on things...especially since i have long forgotten about that worthless trip, but ladies try to keep it clean here. that is some skankoniafiedschizzy shit....if i did that shit (none of you will ever know) i would cover my ass so my sig other wouldn't EVER find out. thought harvard b*****s weren't this stupid...applying your overpaid education 1nce in awhile would be appropriate.
i apologize for that rant. but if you knew me it takes a lot to make me angry.
thank God i have who i have now. i can't blame the messenger.
going to the strokes show in october...details to follow. redecorating my room is a creative process, but it still remains...a process. goodlife.
listening to. thevines.mpthreeslikecam'ronandrhcpandcoldplay
viewingsome. vmas.1233am.superhero.anicebed.
thinking about. work tomorrow.3am-is-onlytwohoursandtwenty7minsaway. youneverknowwhen you'llhearsomethingthatjustpissesyouoff buthenthatsamenews canhelpyourrealize whatisgood and whatisright and whatfeelsgood.
