hmm said the ghost

today's post title comes from my mom - jennifer swan - who is a kindergarden assistant at an elementary school. combine her in-depth knowledge of children's rhymes, songs and books with my family's inane ability to quote stuff and you get a lot of catch phrases at 474 craigville beach road. the other one we like, in honor of the holiday, is 'i'm not afraid, there is no need, he's just a grown-up pumpkin seed' in reference to a jack-o-lantern. =)

with the closing of october comes the beginning of nov and charlo's bday! happy day friend! may all your wishes come true.

today was a bit trying. here, in the words of the naked gun, is how i currently feel:

'it's a fourth and fifteen and you're looking at a full-court press.'
'like a blind man at an orgy, i was going to have to feel my way through'

yeah. sigh. not good. everyone's out of the office this week so i'm holding down the fort. on top of it all, had horrendous experience of being invited to a classical music concert by awk 50+ yr old d-wannabe. this guy is someone i've met at the d club - he went to brown but hangs out at the d club for some unknown reason. have been polite to him when we've met - as i like to tell my mother i was well brought-up, but i was certainly not expecting to be blitzed out of the blue and invited out.

charlo ventured that perhaps it was okay - maybe i could get a free dinner out of it - but there really is no way to make this okay. 1. i hate classical music. 2. he's weird. 3. HE'S FIFTY YEARS OLD. what makes him think asking out 23-yr olds is a good idea? and the worst part was when i blitzed back non-commital polite decline he responded that 'he hoped i could accept his invitation in the future.' sorry friend. if i hadn't already signed up for this match.com biznass i would have done so today. immediately. have reached a new low. (or is it high?)

no real news to report. the week drags on. in the process of applying for jobs and filling out dating profiles one certainly has a lot of time for reflection on one's positive and negative qualities. so far i'm managing to stay on the positive side the majority of the time but you can't help but wonder how long i can keep this up. oh well. know thy self right?

show me the fever

my god - i can hardly type my triceps hurt so badly. i am dreading waking up tomorrow - i did this ab class at the gym (instructor: there are no breaks in my class - if you have to do something easier, do crunches. yeah. 'easier' my ass) and then this 'definitions' class in which i worked out with dumbells - something i have not done in a long time. i cannot believe that i now pay money to be put through this torture when i could voluntarily choose it back in the days of crew. ha - volunteers of america anyone?????

being a relative newcomer to the world of the gym (former motto: i'm not into working out, my policy is no pain, no pain. i mostly go for the classes) i have some observations:

1. this elliptical business is bullshit. i do not see the appeal, nor do i see how you get in a good workout. suck it up and run for christ sake.
2. i am determined to come out of this with a six-pack. apparently it is not physically possible for everyone to have a six-pack, but i intend to come damn close.
3. the gym is really a hot place for vain people. all those mirrors and narcisstic-types checking themselves out. haha.

more to come i'm sure.

in other news - inspired by mulley, and to a certain degree, my roomate, i have joined match.com for a three-month subscription. i'm tired of this bar crap and i want to go out on dates and have fun (much like rush - dating involves free food and meeting people. who doesn't like those things?) plus - it takes the concept of facebook-stalking to an entirely new level - you can stalk people's profiles and then you can ask them out - since that's the whole point of being on it. will chronicle my exploits here - but i'm excited about it. and if anyone asks, we met in a bookstore. unfortuantely, i have ZERO hot, normal attired, sober pictures. if anyone digs one up please send as it seems that involving myself in sd has completely eradicated the possibility of normal pics.

just got the d alumni mag and good lord there are lots of engagements/marriages. i guess it is the beginning of the end, we couldn't put it off forever and now it has started. really quite scary in a lot of ways but i suppose it must be done. at least weddings are fun - haha.

seriously - i can hardly move. i haven't hurt this bad since basketball try outs at exeter soph year. 10 suicides in a row. can you believe i was a three-sport varsity athlete in high school? haha. humor me.

the stories we can tell

hanging out at home on this LOVELY sunday afternoon. brisk weather, sunshine, i'm inside and cozy with nothing to do but feel groovy. really nice. =)

yesterday were the halloweeen celebrations - begun at the respectable hour of 10 pm. we trekked down to bklyn to fiesta with charlo. had a respectable turn out - polly pocket and shawn, megh, two of charlo's friends from work, and boxa's friend kelsey from andover and two of her friends. costume-wise we had: a traffic light, two pageant queens (miss michigan and miss D.C.), 80's aerobic instructor, ballet dancer, raggedy anne and an easter bunny playboy style. (wicked fun game! see if you can guess who was who).

in the grand tradition of st. paddy's day - here are the toasts from the event (most are verbatim - i would like to say there was a lot of ivy-league rivarly, social consciousness and big words)

HALLOWEEN 2006 POWER HOUR
1. most wonderful time of the year
2. meeting old friends
3. to yale - b/c they're awesome
4. it's a small world after all
5. the rowers
6. brooklyn - "the best borough"
7. red light - green light
8. manhattan
9. call on me
10. macrobreweries
11. midterm elections
12. yale daily news and "they're extremely accurate coverage"
13. ally - wherever she may be (aka - "some midwestern place" - p. pocket)
14. princeton football
15. awesome costumes
16. a day that let's us wear things we would otherwise not be caught dead in
17. start of a very busy night
18. charlo - for hosting this event
19. ivy league snobbery
20. gale force winds
21. the triumphant return of the 80's to 21st century fashion
22. the departed - finest film ever made
23. pure synthetic magic
24. Abercrombie and Fitch - for not making clothes that fit normal people
25. daylight savings - aka - having another hour to party tonight
26. awk nicknames
27. all of our misadventures being posted on sd4life.blogspot.com
28. americans - they are awesome - some of them
29. glitter and marshmallows
30. music on gym mixes we don't admit we listen to
31. belly button lint
32. steam-grilled taste
33. bud light
34. ohio state buckeyes (apparently they're number 1?)
35. really cool people (aka self call)
36. beer that is not natty light (pretty damn close though)
37. totally hot and totally cool friends
38. plastic (that famous line from the graduate)
39. bull shit attitude and baggage at the door b/c we don't need it
40. chocolate chip cookies
41. midwest
42. missing? (i booted here. to be fair - megh, charlo and i had had an entire 16 oz beer before everyone arrived on top of 42 shots of beer)
43. to find your way to bklyn despite constant subway changes
44.coors is greater than or equal to bud light
45. boys. sometimes a girl just needs one
46. short, non-existant skirt
47. people who actually live in teh district of columbia
48. only one spill so far and no booting (not entirely accurate. see minute 42)
49. carbination
50. xyz town - giving tdx sweet ideas since 2006
51. anthropology (the subject, not the store)
52. hugs
53. sleeping in an hour later
54. outer boroughs and their eminent subway convience
55. match.com
56. single (being single)
57. mtn biking (for some unknown reason)
58. 59 - which is divisble by 4 and 2
59. jerk it out
60. nobody drink the beer the beer has gone bad

interesting group of toasts - you can prob tell they are befitting of our educations - 4 kids from princeton, 3 from d, 2 from yale and 1 from columbia.

afterwards we headed out to the phi delt party on wall street with a bottle of sky as a peace offering. the non-d people bailed pretty early - but megh and i stuck around for awhile. saw the usual suspects - nyc style. at one point this kid who had been an 'aquarium' with live goldfish taped to him took the fish off and put them in a bowl. from there it was a slippery slope to stupid boys taking said fish out of the bowl, putting them in shot glasses and adding vodka. this is why pledging frats is bad.

this morning i had the character-building experience of wearing my 80's leotard, leg warmers and call on me outfit on a walk of shame the entire length of manhattan home. i took the subway. let me tell you - that took some guts. but it's all about the stories we can tell - and i think that's a pretty good one. ;-)

happy halloween and day light savings! i'm going back to bed.

thursday

there’s a line in ‘bridget jones’ diary’: something along the lines of ‘it’s a truth universally acknowledge – as soon as one part of your life starts going well another part falls spectacularly to pieces’

given that, i suppose i should not be surprised at finding myself in the position of trying to find both a man and a job (so, you might say, what part of your life is going well then? Answer: I don’t know). not sure that trying is the operative word – as the only thing I can really try (and i am) is the job finding part – i happen to subscribe to the belief that you can’t really actively seek a guy – aside from taking the best advice your mother ever gave you: go, you might meet someone (aka – putting yourself out there and being open to it) - it’s one of those things that just has to happen but there are some days that I feel I’m a bird with a wing down – as is it REALLY possible to be looking for and find two out of the ‘life-happiness’ trifecta?

then again - i’m not sure i really know what ‘life-happiness’ is these days so maybe you shouldn’t ask me.

what i'm looking for

just heard this song in bath and body works. seemed kind of appropro:

Well I don't know what I'm looking for
But I know that I just wanna look some more
And I won't be satisfied
'Till there's nothing left that I haven't tried
For some people it's an easy choice
But for me there's a devil and an angel's voice
Well I don't know what I am looking for
But I know that I just wanna look some more

Well I don't know what I'm living for
But I know that I just wanna live some more
And you hear it from strangers
And you hear it from friends
That love never dies, love never ends
Now I don't wanna argue, no I don't wanna fight
'Cause you're always wrong and I'm always right
Well I don't know what I am living for
But I know that I just wanna live some more

I used to be involved, and I felt like a king
Now I've lost it all and I don't feel a thing
I may never grow old, I may never give in
And I'll blame this world that I live in
I visit hell on a daily basis
I see the sadness in all your faces
I've got friends who have married
And their lives seem complete
Here I am still stumbling down a darkened street

And I act like a child and I'm insecure
And I'm filled with doubt and I'm immature
Sometimes it creeps up on me and before I know it
I'm lost at sea
But no matter how far I row
I always find my way back home
But I don't know what I've been waiting for
But I know that I don't wanna wait anymore

- brendan benson 'what i'm looking for'

ruminations

today’s point to ponder:

when a guy asks you if you have a bf – that means he’s interested on some level right? being asked this is a new thing for me so i’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. I mean, on the one hand, it makes perfect sense – if you want to know if someone is available – ask them. (asking questions is a good way of finding things out – prairie dawn) but why is that so difficult?

happy belated bday to mulley over in london! hope she had a lovely fiesta and we wish we could be there to celebrate! lots of october bdays eh?

plans for halloween are in full swing – i am going to be a girl from the call on me video. i realize it’s hard to distinguish girls in 80’s leotards from other 80’s iconic videos like flashdance but the difference here is i know the call on me dance and i do not know the flashdance one – which makes it a whole different ball game. ;-)

congrats!

AND - some crazy news to announce - whit and mcknight are engaged!

whit blitzed out friday night to say that he had proposed and she had accepted. she said that they are waiting to see where matt was deployed before making plans - but congrats to them and 'weddings? i LOVE weddings! drinks all around'!

wknd update

was quite a busy wknd here in the big city! Got things started off the right way with drinks with swanny – who was in town to go to the theatre (said with snobby upperclass twit british accent). apparently she saw the ‘lion king’ and ‘mary poppins’ among others – you will have to chat with her about it for theatre reviews.

tay tay also put in an appearance, having returned from charlotte where she spends most of the wk, and littlechen as well – quite an impressive gathering given the demands on our time, dislike of the city, west-coast dwellers. swanny looked fabulous with a v. chic haircut post ‘locks of love’ donation and it was lovely to see her as had not since graduation!

we all cut out fairly early, and tay tay and i got up v. early to take the train north along the hudson river line to hike breakneck ridge. We were about 60 miles north of the city with a bunch of hikers. i had printed up directions earlier which I promptly left on my kitchen table. taylor had a book – but had also left the directions at home. the directions had said to start at one train stop, the book said another. we went with the printed directions, figuring the book would work eventually. there was a mass of people moving to one trail so we followed along the white trail – scaling rock (seriously – was practically rock climbing) and then encountering one false summit after another. it was a beautiful day for hiking – striking views of the Hudson river as we went along. but the book wasn’t matching up – part of the problem was we couldn’t figure out where we had started. there were yellow and red flares along the way – but not where the book said they should be. happily there were a number of people to guide us – including a d ’99 that we encountered along the top of the ridge (again - meet them in the STRANGEST places) – had lunch on a beautiful but windy rock and made our way back down again.

decided to walk back towards the town of cold spring as we had a bit before the train came. When we reached cold spring we realized why the book had not matched – we had hiked a completely different trail. thus, had hiked 5 miles in the woods with no directions whatsoever. we decided we would have to give the book another chance (we had been threatening to turn it into kindling) b/c was not really fair to hold our predicament against the book as was not on the trail the book was describing.

town of cold springs was ADORABLE – had some hot apple cider and apple scones from the bake shop – checked out some antique stores and caught the train back to the city. here’s tay tay’s account of the adventure:

i absolutely loved the hike, cold springs, the apple cider, the extra scenic train trip back to the city complete with evening mood lighting, the candle, etc.

all in all was brilliant idea – would totally do it again.

after a refreshing fiesta siesta, ventured out to a d party in e midtown with megh – saw some of the d ‘08s who were in fine form, encountered slaine and stegger who were three sheets to the wind – had some smirnoff ice to take it easy and began planning for halloween. i’m thinking i will be a girl from the ‘call on me’ video. cannot pass up a chance to flip my hair.

sunday i spent in bed, doing laundry, and baking bread. all of which were v. satisfying. and here we are, another monday over. going to do an ab class across the street, and then to brooklyn to play bocce/observe bocce and have a beer. onwards and upwards.

the stuff of legends

you can’t make this stuff up folks. from ‘overheard at dartmouth’ in friday’s d:

"A bunch of '05 Sigma Delts were back this weekend and completely destroyed our house. There are marshmallows and glitter everywhere."
- '08 girl

yup. that’s us. ’05 sd’s. destroying houses with marshmallows and glitter since ’03x. (we’ve been busy since soph summer – what with the tequila shots and the aforementioned marshmallows and glitter and all). in our defense, we cleaned it up. i mean i mopped the basement - haven’t done that since junior spring. reminded me of the times i coerced boxa into mopping it with me under the threat of banshee wailing and boy tromping, but it wasn’t the first time that wknd i wished boxa had made it back to the east coast either.

itbsd’054lifebiatch!

only sport where you get a letter . . .

for sitting on your ass and going backwards - new dictionary of exeter language

haha - thought this little tidbit from jcrew about the origins of their inspiration for that chic alore clothing so many of us love might be of interest, esp in light of the fact that head of the charles is in boston this wknd. (yeah i was shopping online at work - so what? gazillions of people do. in fact - i'm writing a pitch RIGHT NOW about eretailers so this could conceivably be research no? haha.)

yes, it's true, the head of the charles is this wknd in boston - so many of the folks will be returning. what looks to be a swinging party is shaping up in cambridge at arthur and luke's apt, but i'm not sure if i'll make it up to boston for the third weekend in a row (can only take so much of my darling fung wah bus). also - watching crew is not really my idea of a good time - though i suppose if there was ever a time to watch crew it is head of the charles wknd! gluck to ppocket who is racing (btw - i remember the foot of the charles our frosh year. ppocket did a fantastic job steering the ducklings down the charles. make way for ducklings - haha) and tell rosi we said hi and apologize for plaguing her with our antics so many years ago. tee hee hee.

oh crew.

let them eat cake

and happy birthday to allette! she's finally 23. it was lovely to celebrate with her over the wknd before she heads back to the woods at the end of the week. wish we could celebrate with you tonight too friend! :)

attitude adjustment

i think about paris when i'm high on red wine,
i wish i could jump on a plane.
and so many nights i just dream of the ocean.
god, i wish i was sailin' again.
oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder,
so i can't look back for too long.
there's just too much to see waiting in front of me,
and i know that i just can't go wrong
with these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
nothing remains quite the same
with all of my running and all of my cunning
if i couldn't laugh i just would go insane
if we weren't all crazy we would go insane

-- jb 'changes in latitudes'

working girl hilarious

everybody needs goals right????

It’s beginning to look a lot like . . .

well – given the weather outside right now in nyc – it’s unclear exactly WHAT is going on (it’s 65 degrees and warm after 3 days of freezing rain and not even Halloween yet) but for some reason I am SO in the holiday mood lately.

It also might be that there is v. little going on by way of excitement until thanksgiving, or the fact that I’ve been writing holiday pitches about TMX elmo all day – but I’ll let you draw your own conclusions.

Speaking of excitement – last wknd was, of course, homecoming, and many many ‘05s came home to htown. Unfortunately, I registered v. little as the all day drinking marathons took their toll. Took the fung wah up to boston on Thursday night – STILL in love with it despite the flipping over/fire issues – the bus got in 15 minutes early and I had my own seat. What’s not to like? – to stay in the north end with the kiddies. Picked up allette from the airport in boston and headed up to htown with the xh mix of wonder and other assorted harbor and basement mixes. Arrived around 1 and immediately started playing pong – surprisingly we were the first people in the basement – nobody rages anymore – but midterms might have had something to do with that. And from there it’s kind of hazy – I know we threw marshmallows all over the basement – the throwing part was fun but my god I regretted that decision. Beer plus sticky is NOT a good choice. At one point I couldn’t even lift my feet to hit the pong ball. Good lord. my bro came over to pregame the bonfire, and I know I ran around with reiten a couple times, but that’s about it. Passed out at sig ep with kevin at some point to the sounds of early eighties across the street at sig nu. Let me tell you, sig ep has NO insulation!

sat am we all woke up early – prob b/c we all have jobs now and are used to waking up at indecent hours of the day. Sad I know. But this meant we were able to get the harbor game rolling earlier than ever. Rounded up the usual harbor suspects and the game was on at 10:30. floor was STILL sticky – so had to do some mopping, and Diana had thrown glitter all over the first floor bathroom so there was glitter EVERYWHERE (sticky plus glitter = crazy) but it was a blast to play harbor and dance around. from there I continued to drink though I really should have taken a break – at some point we all went over the alumni tent by the gym where laurak and I discovered the pool was wide open and no one was around. We SO SO SO should have taken off our clothes and gone skinny dipping in the back pool – I really regret that we didn’t – but we were well behaved (I know right?) and did not.

again – hazy for the rest of the afternoon/evening. We were having get bombed tails at sd with phi delt – apparently I was v. angry with ms. Bennett for not letting me into the irish crème before the phi delts arrived and I was also gray so it was prob a good thing I booted and passed out in celeste’s bed (not in it though – I was with it enough to avoid that.)

we walked around occum on Sunday – it’s become something of a thing to do in hanover. We were pleased with ourselves for getting out and enjoying the day. Was great to see allette out of the woods, ceppos was up, Glassman, Maynard still hasn’t left, reiten and huyett – i think they actually left sd but hard to say. Laurak had to head back to Stamford early on Sunday to work – did not envy her at all – she said the drive was rough. My bro met the usual suspects – he said that I made quite an impression on the ‘10s (I was afraid of that). It was good to be back in hanover – I was glad I had gone up the wknd earlier to actually see people – but the binge drinking was really out of control. We did end up mopping the basement and cleaning up after ourselves – we’re responsible binge drinkers – haha.

people were missed – it seemed strange for them not to be there though it also was sort of like any minute they would come down the stairs and holler – and we all kind of wonder when we’ll be back again. Certainly was a last hurrah in many senses of the word – but there’s still glitter on my cell phone and usual suspects to gchat with – so the spirit will live on as surely as there will always be keystone and our names carved in the basement wall.

can you tell me how to get to htown?

that seems to be the question on everyone’s minds in the days leading up to homecoming – and if you’re coming from nyc it’s not easy, despite the fact the city is teeming with d alums. Given the folks who are looking to plane, train and automobile it back up to the college on the hill, it looks like it’s going to be an insane time.

but first to the rest of the events of last weekend – weather continued to be beautiful – kevin and i sat out on the porch of one of the new tuck mall dorms. It’s a bit silly b/c you have to use an id to get in the dorm, then an id to get out on this porch area, and then an id to get back in. you’d think the one id to get in would be sufficient – apparently not. said dorm has a baby grand piano too – how long til that gets wrecked? here’s the d’s article about the people living the good life in the cushy new dorms. the porch has adirondack chairs so we sat in the sun and observed the soccer game on the gold coast lawn. I did run pine park – the leaves and the sunshine and the water as I did were AMAZING – was v. sore yesterday and today – nyc doesn’t have hills!

did go to rush as well – I think the rushees were rather confused when they asked ‘so are you an ’07 or an ’08’ and they learned I was a ’05. sd rush is a v. loud and active event (lots of dancing) so I was exhausted by the end of pref night, despite not doing any delibbing (sometimes being an alum rocks). But there was just as much spirit and energy and ‘oh man I love this house’ feeling throughout to make me glad I am a part of it all. I was commissioned by cody to burn the pref night mix which is a real winner – get psyched.

Everyone was rushed out – so there wasn’t much raging – but that meant we had the basement to ourselves. Played pong with my bro and his ’10 friend from the track team. I apologized for the state of the basement, saying it’s usually a lot ragier – but they were glad to get on a table, as they had not been able to since arriving on campus. Being a frosh guy sucks – haha. Invited them back over this wknd – they’ll get the picture.

My bro is pretty good at pong already – was fun to engage in this v. d tradition together. on sunday linsalata came over and we rage-called strack – who came down to play 6 games with us – including one game of boones pong – ouch that was rough but still amazing. Hit up the new d offices – they look great (except for the paint color in the sam room – ick) and make everything look neater and more organized. monday I hung out at collis – bummed dba from everyone and had an omelette. It was another beautiful day in the neighborhood – so sat on collis porch, did the crossword, hung out. plans are in the works for a repeat of the 10 am harbor tradition – looks like it will be at sd by default as xh is on probation along with every other frat on campus. should be an interesting wknd!

who’ll be back for the fun? to my knowledge, allette, laurak, diana, ceppos, glassman, steger, nugent, huyett, reiten, and blandy among others. shaping up to be an out of control wknd and I prob won’t make it out of sd – but that isn’t exactly something new. sooooooooo excited for friday!

in the midst of all this loveliness almost i am persuaded to love autumn best

it is a GORGEOUS day in new england today. clear blue skies, sunshine, temp in the low 60s, and FOLIAGE like you would not believe. absolutely beautiful.

sitting here in sig ep waiting for kevin to take a shower so we can go get food. campus is jumping - lots going on and people outside. unfortunately, girls rush starts shortly - which will put a damper on the fun - but planning on going for a run along the river through pine park and then perhaps joining in the rush festivities (who says sd doesn't have an alumni network!)

the dorm on tuck mall is the only one of the new ones that i've seen thus far - god it's crazy to have it there. aside from the weirdness of having a building in a place that i remember meeting at the tree with the rest of the team to walk down boathouse hill to the boathouse for races freshman spring, it does tie the campus together quite a bit better. tuck is less of a graduate school down tuck mall and more of a part of campus. that part is nice.

also - tonight's full moon (aka harvest moon) is going to be 12 percent larger than normal due to the position of the earth's orbit. check it out: http://www.space.com/scienceastronomy/061006_full_moon.html

nobody ever expects the spanish inquisition

quite literally - no one does. this is one of those phrases (from monty python incidentally) that i feel is sort of a useful thing to say when things are going all disasterous. kind of 'supercalfragilisticexpialdocious' like. kind of adds a bit of humor and levity to not fun situations. i like it for the same reasons i like 'things change people change spare change' check it out.

chatted with karla briefly today - she said that 50 bikers (road, not motor) sang her happy bday on her birthday and that she is maybe going to PERU. didn't get to find out exactly what she meant b/c it was cool quitting time - but that's a turn of events!

in this public forum i am going to peer pressure diana to have ceppos download pics from the last seven months to ceppity's computer so that we can get them before the fifth year reunion. good lord. sd time indeed!

i stood outside in the sunshine for quite awhile today waiting to tape someone for a vlog. i was standing on 67th and columbus (upper west side for you non-nyc folk) where they were filming an episdoe of 'law and order'. as celebrity interactions/tv show tapings go, i think you should feel berift if you did not see this show being taped while living in nyc - it's ubiquotous (sp?), but seeing how i never see the celebs while they are galavanting around - i just read about them the next day on the subway on the way to work - i was pretty psyched about it. look for the girl with a camera and pink cardigan in a future l&o. ;-P

heading up north for the weekend to see the fam and the friends before the haziness sets in. really psyched for the next two weeks though - could be good! will keep you all posted. speaking of up north, a useful website for keeping tabs on the foliage and some 'sigh. don't i wish i were in htown right now' pics at joe's dartblog.

small college and yet there are some that love it. =)

more important news

it was karla's bday on friday! many of you might have already realized this, thanks to fb (those stalking, info-mining people are useful for something) but we have to wish her happy bday in this appropro forum as well.

yay karla and we miss you lots out in the mid-west. on the plus side, you already have a location (aka a house) established for the sd retirement home, which is more than any of us can say right now i think . . . =)

mwah!

weekend update

this blog gives the term ‘weekend update’ a whole new meaning, though it is a poor subsititue for the scathing social commentary and scandalous recaps of the Sunday afternoon WDCR radio show, and Monday afternoon ‘doodad and mullet radio shows’.

things that are not working: BLITZ! It’s amusing b/c d alums all over are frantically gchatting and gmailing to say ‘can you get on blitz?’ my ’04 co-worker and I were just talking about it as we were waiting for the elevators at lunch and we ended up meeting an ’08 who works at the publishing firm on our floor who could also not access blitz. (side note: she turned out to be a tripee of kevin garland's – ahhaa – small world).

had an interesting wknd to say the least – heard from lingley on fri night that she had run into my brother at milque and cookies at phi tau. apparently he was v. saucy with her – i was just amused. Headed out with charlo and her friend jane for some pre-gaming at their co-workers apt before meeting up with a boy who was in nyc for the wknd. I proceeded to behave appalingly, walk out, fall asleep, all sorts of not legit stuff, and have now driven him away and back into the arms of his ex-gf. great. perfect end to a hellish week.

sat i went down to the book fair in soho with charlo where all the books for a dollar. Was delightful to reminisce as we discovered old favorite titles like the babysitters club, nancy drew, and by the shores of silver lake. also realized that it must not be THAT hard to write a book, given some of the insane titles for sale. i picked up a ‘mba desk reference’ thinking I would do some catching up on my econ (aka – learn some econ) – turns out said book was written by a tuck professor that we work with. i’m telling you, these connections are scary (or maybe, as the boys on the bus last wknd suggested - they were v. impressed/confused by my turning around to talk to them - i’m just really tapped in).

wasn’t really feeling up to going out on sat night – but littlechen was having people over, and having not seen him since me, him and em’s little bro passed out on my bed at our apt party in july, i rallied for him. Was glad i had as discovered he had spent his lehman bonus on a pong table and carried it up 17 flights of stairs b/c it wouldn’t fit in the elevator. I love littlechen right now. had gathered a bunch of d kids – marco, deane, luke, pete Chalmers and anna w. Chalmers, steph dolan, kevin carmody. Steph and I got our asses whooped by kcarm and matt muffleman (side note: kevin was wearing a shirt that had his initials embroidered on his liver) but was still nice to play pong! Second wknd in a row – I like this game - =) efforts to revise our performance were interrupted by calls for a boat race – I was forced to be the anchor and we all trooped out and down the street to a bar. Anna, steph and I cut out to the mcdonald’s across the street – reminiscing about mozz sticks and cheese fries at food court – so glad they were down with the snack break. received a phone call from chris dragone telling me he had just met my bro at the track house – word travels fast in the d circles. Rejoined the kids and danced with Kevin carmody (it’s something we like to do) before heading down to brass monkey. At some point (and here’s where we find out who reads this blog) matt muffleman started making it very clear that he wanted to hook up. while he was pretty damn cute and trying out for the olympic crew team – i really couldn’t bring myself to take him back to the apt. maybe it was the events of the night before, but just couldn’t do it. Kept thinking of slex dumping spaghetting all over his head in Westside soph spring after she found he had cheated on her while she was on the fsp in florence. found a middle ground by consenting to make out with him a lot – which i will say was not bad – but eventually just ran away and into a cab back to the upper west side.

woke up at 3 in the afternoon – messed around, etc. back in the saddle for another week – hopefully will go better than last. and HOPEFULLY blitz will start working again!