Exhaustion

"Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming?"
-Welcome to my life, Simple Plan

As tacky as Simple Plan can be, I can really relate to that song, especially right now. I'm sooo tired. I know how people always complain about being exhausted, but I think I have finally reached my limit. I can only go on for so long.

I have such a chaotic time ever since I came back from New York. I've been running around performing errands, I had to help my mom get ready to travel to Greece, and I've been trying to do stuff around the house. (Ie. Cleaning, doing the laundry etc.) Unfortunately the stuff in brackets has yet to be done. By the time I get home I'm so zonked that the last thing I want to do is clean or wash clothes.

School is also starting up again. I can't believe how quickly the summer went by. September 1st is only one day away. Soon I'll be stuck in class, bored out of my mind because I hate some of the topics that I'm taking. At least in those crappy classes, I won't be suffering alone. PinkPolish and I will silently brood.

The one thing that I do like about back to school is getting ready. Shopping for new jeans, purchasing your books, buying notebooks etc. It's all about the thrill of getting ready, but that thrill quickly diminishes once the first day of class begins. As Smithers would say: "Boo-rns."

Anyways, that's all I got for ya today. I'm going to try and sneak out of work early. Maybe I can get some extra sleep when I go home. Be good ya'll.

Sushi, Tequila & Cream Cheese

Alrite so im sure you've all heard the stories about how great of a city New York is, blah blah blah. Well, they're true. We had an amazing time. I would like to tell everyone that if ever you want to go to some place where the men will whistle and hoot and holler and anything that walks by, New York is the place to go, its quite the ego booster even if its homeless men trying to peer up your skirt.
The trip started off well, LemonDrop and I went to most of the major attractions including the naked cowboy (pictures in an earlier post). I was a bit dissapointed - when they say naked I expect full penile nudity, stead he was clad is these very modest white briefs which didnt allow for even a bit of a bum cheek to peak through. But props to the naked cowboy, he is about 35 and has an amazing body - but what I want to know is, what happens when he turns 45? Does he then become the semi-nude cowboy? Who the hell wants to see that?! Doesn't this guy have a day job?
So besides the fact that the Americans are crazy and put ice cubes in all of their hot beverages (ie, tea, and coffee) they were all pretty nice excpet for, as LemonDrop explained earlier, the occassional perverts who spend their time in a drunken slouch on the sidewalk waiting for unsuspecting tourits to walk by so they can jeer their slovenly lustings at her. Yes, I was hit on by 40 year old men and Puerto Ricans the entire time - a fact that really didnt help my profanity problem. However, the worst incident involved a family member of Lemondrop's. We had gone to Astoria in Queens (Greektown) to a club called Cavos - a really beautiful place - and had gone there with LemonDrop's aunt and uncle who live in New York. While there, they met up with a friend, a 39 year old Gynaecologist named Stavros. Well I would guess about 5 minutes after being introduced to this guy he was behind me and trying to jam my ass with his erect penis while his hand was attempting to creep up my skirt. Can you imagine the nerve of this guy?! The real kicker, is that LemonDrop, her aunt and her uncle were both there watching it happen and did nothing. They actually approved of this man, old enough to be my father, trying to dry hump me on the dance floor! As if that wasnt bad enough, to add insult to injury, he was REALLY ugly. He was short, puny, and covered in lots of body hair. (not that I have anything against body hair - I definately have had one or two fantasies involving Tom Selleck, but who hasn't!) He was like a little horny troll and I honestly believe he became a gynaecologist because it was the closest he could get to a vagina without having to pay for it - unfortunately for him, most of the ones he sees now are yeasty....
LemonDrop and I explored all of manhatten, including Chinatown where a street vendor mistook her for my mother. We spent a lot of time in the cafe's in Little Italy and were even on a hidden camera show for the Comedy Network. We took a beautiful horse and carraige ride through central park lead by an older Irish man who, after we had paid him, attempted to make with the lip love once the trip was over.
My fondest memory however of New York involves our last nite there, a 24 hour sushi bar and tequila. When LemonDrop and I arrived at the last hotel we stayed at, I decided it would be a great idea to get naked, stand in front of the window and watch all the people walking by who couldnt see that I was naked and get cheeky and do a little dance. Well, if an hour later I didnt finally look across the street to find a 24 hour sushi bar with ceiling to floor panoramic windows that look straight into our hotel room. So, ive come to terms with the fact that the image of me, naked, flailing around mocking the people below on the street, is somehwere on the internet and its entirely possible that if I ever chose to run for political office it would surface. After the horror of the nudey...sorry sushi bar, LemonDrop and I decided to make out last nite in the city be one to remember - and of course what way to better remember a night than get totally hammed off of beer and tequila. We had gone to a pub called the Gingerman which was a block away from the hotel and had a menu of 66 different beers from around the world. Everything was fine until the final shots of tequila showed up. LemonDrop and I left the bar and all I really remeber are LemonDrops last words of "Hey PinkPolish, I can't feel my feet." The rest of the night was a blurr of bagels and vegetable cream cheese, a sketchy tourist asking us if we wanted to see him naked ( I think we said no cause I would have remembered a naked guy) and then the funky taste of tequila, Grolsch & creamcheese in the morning.

Margaritaville

This week seems like it has just flown by. I had my nephews baptism on Sunday (I am officially a godmother!). On Monday, upon my return from work, my mom told me that she was going to Greece. That's right. She snapped her fingers, and POOF, next thing I knew, she was on a plane to Greece. How crazy is that?

PinkPolish gave me a call the night before and asked me if I wanted to go to Margaritaville-Fest. The company is paying for our hotel, and for all the booze we will be consuming! I finally have something to look forward to! MARGARITAS in the country!

"The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind." -Humphrey Bogart

I'm going to hook myself a cowboy this weekend. Beyond that, there's been nothing exciting this past week. Just sheer chaos.

School starts in 2 weeks and I feel so underprepared for my language classes. Do you ever have those moments when you just blank out and can't remember anything (and I'm not talking about what happens after excessive drinking)? I have those moments quite often in language classes. Maybe that's what I should start doing tonight...

Quote of the Week and something more

"If ignorance is bliss, then why aren't more people happy?" - Anonymous

A collegue of mine asked me that yesterday. With all the stupidity in the world, you would think people might be a little more blissful. On my way to work yesterday, there was this SUV in front of me. This female driver who was going 40km in a 60km zone really pissed me off.

I have to admit, female drivers are the worst kind of drivers in the world! This lady who was driving the SUV was not only failing to go speed limit, she was also trying to balance her morning coffee, as well as doing her make-up and a cigarette. Not only was she doing all of this, but she also ended up taking my parking spot. The spot that I ALWAYS park in. It was really frustrating!

Last night I saw Step Up with a girl from work and PP. It was a great teeny bopper movie, and Channing Tatum was looking as hot as ever. I believe the best part of the movie was when he plopped down on his bed, stomache first, and you got a nice visual of his ass. Mmm, his ass. It definately had a "boing" factor to it.

I can't believe school is only 3 weeks away. The days are passing by quickly, and I feel as if I've done nothing during this break. I guess that's the life of a student eh?

New York!

This might be a longer post than usual, but as you may or may not know, PinkPolish and I returned from New York City this past Friday. We really didn't want to leave though. We had a blast down there.

We saw the Museum of Sex, which has some interesting gadgets in there, and makes you wonder if a woman can really get off on a thrusting dildo. We saw the Metropolitan Museum of Art and spanked some 2000 year old lions. We saw the Naked Cowboy in Times Square. We were secretly filmed for a new tv show that will be airing in the spring of 2007 for the Comedy Network. We took a carriage ride through Central Park. (Our driver kissed us! I guess that's what you get for hiring an Irish man to take you around the park.) We were hit on shamelessly by passerbys. PP flipped off a record number of people and even told one 40 year old man to go buy some viagra.

Overall, it was a great trip with many memories which will be rehashed sooner or later. There are just so many, and I know PP and I are pretty lazy and tired right now. I will leave you with a few pictures that we took in the Big Apple.

This picture, is pretty self explanatory. (The lady in the pic is my aunt.)

This is the Manhattan Bridge as seen from the Brooklyn Bridge.

You gotta love the Naked Cowboy!

The beautiful bridge in Central Park where so many of the movies we know and love were shot. *Sigh* I wish I were in New York again.

Suburban Swank in New York City!

Ladies and gentlemen, we have finally arrived!

Really briefly, because we're about to head out, I want to give you a little something to go on about our adventures.

1) We almost died in the car that picked us up from the airport.
2) We made an iced tea blunder. (We didn't know that in the US, iced tea really means tea that has been iced down.)
3) I flashed PinkPolish and a sales associate at victoria's secret (after I asked where the dildo section was)

Pictures comming soon!

Quote of the Week

"For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything."

-Alex Karev (Grey's Anatomy)

A little bit of Tuesday humour

One day old man Stumpy and his wife Martha went to the Illinois State Fair. There is this man selling plane rides in his single prop show plane for $10 per person. Stumpy looks to Martha and says, "Martha, I think I really should try that." Martha replies, "I know you want to Stumpy, but we have a lot of bills, and you know the money is tight, and $10 is $10." So Stumpy goes without. Over the next few years they return every year, and the same thing, Stumpy wants to ride, but Martha says no money.
Finally, when Stumpy and Martha are both about 70 years old, Stumpy looks to Martha, and says, "Martha, I'm 70 now, and I don't know if I'll ever get the chance again, so I just have to have a ride in that there airplane." Martha replies in the same old fashion, and Stumpy kind of slumps down. The pilot is standing near by and overhears the conversation...
The pilot pipes up, "Excuse me folks, I couldn't help but hear your situation, and I have a deal for you. I'll take both of you up together, and if you can both make the entire trip without saying a word, or even making the slightest sound, I'll give the ride for free. But if either of you make a sound, its $10 each." Well, Martha and Stumpy look at each other, and agree to take the ride.
The pilot takes them up, and starts to do loop de loops, twists, dives, climbs and spins. No sound. The pilot lands the plane, looks back at Stumpy and says, "Sir, I have to hand it to ya, you didn't make even the slightest sound and that was my best stuff." Stumpy looks back at the pilot and says, "Well, I was gonna say something when Martha fell out, but $10 is $10!"Source