Archive for the ‘Boyfriend’ Category

Quite the Busy Bees

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

It’s been quite a busy weekend so far: Friday was the Light the Night Walk; yesterday was spent at South Street Seaport and meeting some of my Journey-fan friends for dinner and an Evolution concert; and today was spent sleeping way too late, bowling and eating frozen tomatoes. (more…)

Amanda Vs. The World, Part III

Monday, September 24th, 2007
  1. Amanda vs. the Office Coffee Machines (0-2) – The first one wouldn’t even dispense liquid, and the second hot machine proceeded to pour out cold water, iced coffee and watery chocolate milk.
  2. Amanda vs. Target (0-1) – I could not use my 10 percent coupon without my Target credit card, when I wanted to pay cash. It was too much of a hassle to go back home, so I did not get my $5 off.
  3. Amanda vs. MSG (0-1) – No, I did not fight to get good Van Halen seats. This time, it was monosodium glutanate in Chinese food, which left me with a monster migraine and vertigo.
  4. Amanda vs. Lexcie (0-1) – Apparently, I smell like burnt toast, but I had no retort.
  5. Amanda vs. Fordham (5-0) – They sent me yet another letter asking me for money. I apparently owe them $10 for a 2005 dorm violation. They’re blocking me from registering for classes. But I’m not a student there anymore, so I’m not paying! Ha!

So, (5-5) this week. Even though it looked like I was in dire straits, Fordham kept the score even. Stay tuned for the tiebreaker.

Back to the Boogie Down

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007

Yesterday, Lexcie and I made an excursion to the Bronx to meet up with Allison and Eileen for Fordham’s Homecoming celebration (which, of course, they lost 31-24). It was actually my first time at Homecoming, because as a student, I was usually cramming for mid-terms.

We first had to meet Allison at her apartment in the Inwood section of Manhattan, so we grabbed an uptown A train, only to discover that there was a G.O. and we had to switch at 168th Street to the 1 train in order to get up to 207th Street. I never transferred at 168th Street before, and found it to be quite a nifty station – you can only transfer via elevator. The elevator still says “To A and B Trains,” although the B train hasn’t run along that 8th Avenue Line since 1997. (There was also station signage that gave the old B train route, and likewise, you can find signs pointing to the non-existant C train running up the Concourse Line. However, due to a G.O., we did see a C train at the Tremont Avenue station later in the day.)

It was interesting to traverse a route I was so familiar with only a few years ago, yet is now so different. (more…)

Pop-Up Attack

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

I can’t decide what’s more annoying: Adobe, which has been incessently sending dialog boxes to my desktop to remind me to update my Shockwave Player, or Lexcie, the human pop-up, reminding me when I need to do things. See, my day goes like this:

Adobe (6:30 a.m.): You have new updates ready to download.
Me (6:31 a.m.): <clicks “Remind Me Later”>
Adobe (7:13 p.m.): You have new updates ready to download.
Me (7:14 p.m.): <clicks “Remind Me Later”>
Adobe (7:15 p.m.): You have new updates ready to download.
Me (7:16 p.m.): <clicks “Remind Me Later”>
Computer (7:16 p.m.): <freezes>


Lexcie (6:00 a.m.): Wake up! <makes human alarm noises>
Me: (6:00 a.m.): Five more minutes.
Lexcie: (6:04 a.m.): One more minute!
Me: (6:04 a.m.): Let me sleep until 6:05!
Lexcie: (6:05 a.m.): It’s 6:05!
Me: (6:05 a.m.): <no answer>
Lexcie: (6:06 a.m.): You’re one minute late! You said only five minutes!
Me: (6:06 a.m.): <clicks “Remind Me Later”>

At least I learned how to disable Adobe. However, Lexcie came without a user manual.

End Of An Era

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

Yesterday, I attended a town meeting that addressed the fate of the Islip Triplex movie theater, which closed down in September 2006 after almost 60 years. It was subsequently purchased by local developer J.J. Nazarro Associates, who plans to raze the historic brick building and put a mixed-use retail center in its place.

However, Islip resident Marcalan Glassberg wants to turn it into a multi-use arts center, incorporating a dinner theater, performing arts center and an art cinema. You can read the background story at the New York Times and Islip Bulletin.

The town meeting was touted as a “Save the Theater,” but judging from the reaction of a good portion of the attendees, the gathering was anything but. (more…)

Darwin Candidates on Loose

Tuesday, September 18th, 2007

I don’t know what it is, but Darwin Award candidates have run amok the past few days, waiting for natural selection to pick them for the team.

I was waiting for the 7:10 LIRR out of Islip yesterday morning when the train began to pull into the station. A 20-something girl on the eastbound side of the station was ambling towards the pedestrian crossing, where you cross the tracks right just west of the platform. There’s no gate at the pedestrian crossing, but there was a flashing warning bell and a sign that says to look both ways for trains.

I suppose she wasn’t expecting the engine to overshoot the platform (it does so the first car boards at the end of the platform), and crossed in front of the train while it was still moving. (more…)

Garage Sale, Day Two

Sunday, September 16th, 2007

Today was significantly better than yesterday, and sales totaled around $70. Items sold include: a broken Tamogatchi for 25 cents; a sea-horse shaped bottle of bubbles for 10 cents; a Swarovski tiara for $10, because “Mommyyyyyyy, I want to wear it to school on my birthday!”; a creepy bracelet that had eyeball-shaped beads for $1; three dirty lawn chairs for $2; and a $3 travel iron that someone haggled down to $1.

In fact, the bulk of the sales came just as Lexcie and I started packing up. Three different carloads of people decided to take a peek through the boxes, and I wound up selling $8 worth of items in the last few minutes.

You may ask, for a measley $70, if the garage sale was worth it. To me, it was. For one, I wasn’t out spending the money this weekend, and there wasn’t any other way (besides illegal activities, and y’all know I’m a good girl) to pocket that kind of money.

Plus, I did get some reading done, and helped a 75-year-old man with his computer and online connectivity problems (and in return, he gave me a pair of sunglasses. And in return, Lexcie gave him $5). An in an odd way, both the book I was reading – Danny Wallace’s Join Me! – and the man were connected. Short book synopsis – Danny unwittingly starts a cult (or rather, “a collective”) called “Join Me” after placing a newspaper ad asking people to “join” him by sending him a passport photo. People start joining him, not knowing the purpose of joining him. Soon, threats of people leaving his collective force Danny to think of a purpose – and the purpose becomes making people’s days better through random acts of kindness, first starting with old men. (I’ll leave the rest for you to read – and I do highly suggest another favorite Danny Wallace novel, Yes Man).

So, some interesting statistics regarding my garage sale: (more…)

Garage Sale, Day One

Saturday, September 15th, 2007

So, today I held a garage sale. In six hours, I sold two blouses, a roll of raffle tickets, two VHSs, a plaque, three pairs of earrings, a bracelet, Brita water filters and a pin for a grand total of $18.10 and two stuffed animals. I rock.

And today I learned: (more…)

Revisiting Old Friends

Tuesday, September 4th, 2007

So, tomorrow is the first day of school. Not for me, of course, but the Wednesday after Labor Day always floods my memory. Sometimes it still feels strange not waking up at 6:30, throwing on my school uniform, packing my backpack, eating a breakfast of cinnamon raisin toast and waiting for a yellow school bus. Sometimes I’ll walk pass the book publisher in my office building and smell elementary school – a mixture of new textbooks, Crayolas and copier fluid. (more…)

The Power of Hello

Friday, August 31st, 2007

Ever since I was young, my mother would say “Hello” or “Good morning” to random people we passed on the street while out for a stroll. It’s a habit I’ve picked up on, but have limited to suburban areas.

Today, I was walking outside of my Manhattan office building, I passed a co-worker on the street and said, “Hello.” Well, the man next to her thought it was for him, and came up to me with this flirty look on his face. “Hey baby, how are you doing today?” he asked.

Well, this took me by surprise. I replied, “Uh, I was saying hello to my co-worker, but hello to you, too.” Well, if words could deflate! He said, “Oh…” and walked away. I felt sort of bad, but when I turned around a block later, he was still standing there and waved at me. I waved back.

Lexcie met me a few minutes later for lunch and I told him. Naturally, he laughed, because he knows he has nothing to worry about. (And not like I have anything to worry about either, because he tends to get hit on by the same gender – which is amusing, because he doesn’t set off any gaydars here. And I have a pretty good gaydar, too.)

Well, I hope I didn’t ruin that poor guy’s weekend. Just goes to show you what kind of power one little word has.