Archive for May, 2004

Maybe it was the champagne…

Sunday, May 30th, 2004

I will do an update of the past week’s events tonight, but this Weird Amanda Dream© was too much to remember later. Perhaps it was the champagne I had last night, or the extreme amount of sleep I got, but it was long, crazy, and out of control. Mostly involving members of The Ram.

A girl I went to high school with, Liz, called me on my cell phone and asked me to come to a bar, China Club, with her at 10 p.m. Her friend was bartending there and she wanted to see him, but had no one to go with her. So I agreed, and started getting ready to go out. I left my room (I was still at Fordham at that point) and began walking down Fordham Road. It was that point of night right before it got dark, and the sky was a reddish-black. There were hardly any cars on the street, which is strange for Fordham Road. As I was walking past the Department of Motor Vehicles, a girl walked out from behind the corner of the building and started walking next to me. She introduced herself as a girl named Catherine, and she said she went to high school with one of my cousins, but wouldn’t tell me which cousin it was. I asked her what school she went to, and she pointed up at building next to us, which happened to be St. Anthony’s. I told her I didn’t have any cousins who went to St. Anthony’s. She shrugged and asked me where I was going, so I told her to the bar, and she said she could give me a ride, just as long as I walked to her car with her.

We walked across a small foot bridge, and she said we were now in New Jersey. We then walked across this large parking lot, which was surrounded on three sides by brown, murky water and a few wood docks. Her silver sedan was parked at the end of the parking lot. Suddenly, a skinny, short blonde girl appeared out of nowhere in a bathing suit and greeted Catherine. Catherine removed her clothes, and she was wearing a bikini. They grabbed each other’s hand and jumped off one of the docks into the water, and started swimming around. They yelled at me to come join them, so I jumped into the water in all my clothes. It was very warm. A jellyfish touched my leg and I freaked out and got out. I said goodbye to them and started running.

Suddenly, I was at Jamaica train station on one of the island platforms with Steve. I was still wet from swimming, and he told me I had to go home and change before I caught cold. I told him we had to catch a train towards Islip, and we saw a bi-level train pull into the station. We ran for it, but just as we got to the door, all the doors shut and the train sped away. Suddenly, bi-levels were speeding by at lightening speeds on both sides of us, one right after the other, in both directions. Steve said it would probably be better off if we just walked back to Fordham, so we walked up the stairs.

Suddenly, I was on a highway ramp with no cars – just Dan, on a bed, with a table tray. He was visibly upset, and thanked me for coming to talk to him. On his tray was a hamburger and about 10 bottles of different varieties of ketchup. He asked me to squirt ketchup on the hamburger for him, so I took the normal bottle of Heinz and dumped it on the burger. He then said, “No, that’s not what I want; I want the guacamole-flavored ketchup.” So I put the green-tinted ketchup on top of it. He thanked me, and I left.

Suddenly, I’m in The Ram office, and Jim (), Rebecca, and Courtney are down there baking gingerbread cookies with pink frosting. I asked them where everyone was, because the staff meeting was supposed to start in five minutes. They said it was moving out day, and no one was going to come. Jim then handed me my orange backpack, which was filled with stuff from my room.

I walked over to the gym, where all the Fordham students were congregating to leave. Lisa greeted me, and said she had to go to the bathroom, for me to come with her. We walked through a doorway, and suddenly we were in the South Shore Mall, inside of G+G. She said, “I know of a secret bathroom here,” and she pushed away some clothes that were hanging on a sales rack against the wall. We went through the doorway there, into this sparkling white bathroom. Lisa disappeared, and I started grabbing toilet paper off the roll and throwing it around the bathroom. Jess Berta appeared out of nowhere and told me to stop, because it isn’t nice to throw toilet paper around the bathroom.

Suddenly, I was in the mall again, and I saw Allison ), and Eileen ), playing “Family Feud” on this long line of arcade games in the middle of the mall. There were people at every arcade, competing to win a light blue leather suitcase set. They had to answer the question, “What material is most used for fake teeth?” and Allison answered correctly and won the suitcase set, which looked like big light blue hat boxes. She jumped up and down when she won, then saw me and yelled at me for not meeting her earlier like I was supposed to. I apologized and told her I had to go meet Liz at the bar.

Suddenly, I am in this restaurant with my extended family. The waiters (who all looked the same, in all white and slicked-back black hair) brought out the appetizers, and when we were done eating, they took the plates back and told us it was time to go home. A few of my cousins started arguing that they hadn’t brought out the entrees yet, and the waiters said we only paid for entrees. As they were fighting, I walked over to the restaurant’s bar and ordered a gin and tonic. A really strange looking man with a yellow (not blond, but yellow) beard handed me my drink and told me to leave.

My cell phone started ringing, and when I looked in my pocket book, I had two cell phones – my current one and my old one. Both were ringing, so I answered the old one, and it was a guy claiming to be my boyfriend, and asked me why I had stopped calling him or answering his messages for the past two months. I told him I was sorry and that I was going out with Steve now, so he shouldn’t call me anymore. I answered the second phone, and no one was on the other line.

Whoa. The End.

Eh, haven’t done one of these in ages

Thursday, May 27th, 2004

x. Slept in your bed: Me.
x. Saw you cry: Mom.
x. Made you cry: Fordham.
x. Spent the night with: Hmm, I guess Allison () and Eileen () because that was the last time I ever had people sleeping in the same room as me. Does that count?
x. You shared a drink with: Took a sip of Karen()’s whiskey sour.
x. You went to the movies with: Mom and Alyse to see Shrek 2.
x. You went to the mall with: Myself.
x. Yelled at you: Mom.
x. Sent you an email: Columbia House.
x. You kissed: Kissed Mom goodbye this morning.

x. Said “I Love You” and meant it? Yes.
x. Gotten in a fight with your pet: Pippin, all the time.
x. Been to New York: Uh. Duh.
x. Florida: Disney World when I was five.
x. California: No.
x. Hawaii: No
x. Mexico: Does Brentwood count?
x. China: No.
x. Canada: New Brunswick and Prince Edward Island.
x. Danced naked: Sure.
x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: No, God help if my dreams ever become reality.
x. Wish you were the opposite sex: Wish, no. Curious to how it feels, yes.
x. Had an imaginary friend: Yes, her name was Felicia.
x. Things you like in a girl/guy: Respectful, conservative, smells nice, good sense of humour (moo), sweet. Not necessarily in that order.
x. Do you have a crush on someone: Steve. Duh.
x. What book are you reading now: The Story Girl by Lucy Maud Montgomery. I never finished it from last summer.
x. Worst feeling in the world: Disappointment.
x. What is the first thing you think when you wake up: Steve, because he wakes me up every morning :o)
x. Future daughter’s name: Julia
x. Future son’s name: Jonathan.
x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: Nope. Lots of pillows and my old security blanket though.
x. What’s under your bed: My closet. I’m in a loft bed.
x. Favorite sport to watch: Not a big sports person, but if I have to, baseball.
x. Current Age: 21.
x. Siblings: Two brothers, two sisters, half-sister, half-brother, and two in-laws.
x. Location: Islip, NY
x. College plans: Going into my senior year at Fordham.
x. Piercings/tattoos: Six earrings in left ear, five earrings in right ear, tattoo on left shoulder.
x. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Steve :o)

x. Do you do drugs: Does NyQuil count? (OK, only once in a while to help me sleep. Chris () understands)
x. Do you drink: Occasionally, but never to get drunk.
x. Who is your best friend: If you weren’t the best, you wouldn’t be my friend :o)
x. What are you most scared of: Fast cars, millipedes, death of someone I love.
x. What clothes do you sleep in: Sweats when it’s cold, boxer shorts and t-shirt when it’s warm.
x. Where do you want to get married: On the beach or the Botanical Garden.
x. Who do you really hate: I don’t hate anyone. Dislike, yes.
x. Been in Love: Yes.
x. What type automobile do you drive: 2002 Toyata Sienna CE. Minivan, wheeeee!
x. Do you have a job: Health food store, yeah baby.
x. Do you like being around people: Most of the time.
x. Are you for world peace: Of course.
x. Are you a health freak: Not a freak, but I’d like to be healthy.

x. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with: Lust, yeah. Love, no.
x. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did: Yes.
x. Do you have a “type” of person you always go after: People who like trains or Journey, it seems. Well, now I have someone who likes both :o)
x. Want someone you don’t have right now: Nope.
x. Are you lonely right now: Nope.
x. Ever afraid you’ll never get married: Nope.
x. Do you want to get married: Eventually.
x. Do you want kids: Maybe, we’ll see when the time comes.

x. Room in house: My bedroom.
x. Type(s) of music: Eighties and classic rock.
x. Color: Green.
x. Perfume or cologne: Michael Kors, Sunshine Jasmine Oil, Calgon Hawaiian Ginger, Bath and Body Works Coconut Lime Verbana, Bath and Body Works (forgot the citrus fruit) Jasmine.
x. Month: December, my birthday and Christmas!
x. Stone: Blue zircon (my birthstone) or sapphire.

x. Cried: Nope.
x. Bought something: Nope.
x. Gotten sick: Nope.
x. Sang: Nope.
x. Said “I Love You”: Yup.
x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them: Yup.
x. Met someone new: Yup.
x. Moved on: Nope.
x. Talked to someone: Yup.
x. Missed someone: Yup.
x. Hugged someone: Yup.
x. Kissed someone: Yup.
x. Fought with your parents: Nope.


LAYER ONE: On The Outside
— Name: Amanda
— Birthdate: December 17, 1982
— Birthplace: Bay Shore, NY
— Current Location: Islip, NY
— Eye Color: Hazel or green
— Hair Color: Dark brown with red highlights
— Height: 5’6
— Righty or Lefty: Righty
— Zodiac Sign: Saggitarius

LAYER TWO: On The Inside
— Your heritage: Italian and Irish with some English in there somewhere
— The shoes you wore today: Black Old Navy flip flops
— Your weakness: Chocolate
— Your fears: See above
— Your perfect pizza: Mushroom Sicilian
— Goal you’d like to achieve: I know it sounds cliche, but to be happy. And I’m doing pretty damned good.

LAYER THREE: Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
— Your most overused phrase on AIM: hehe, hola
— Your thoughts first waking up: See above
— Your best physical feature: My eyes
— Your bedtime: Depends, but between 11 p.m. and 2 a.m.
— Your most missed memory: High school

— Pepsi or Coke: Coke
— McDonalds or Burger King: McDonald’s
— Single or group dates: Single
— Adidas or Nike: Nike
— Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton
— Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate
— Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino

— Smoke: No
— Cuss: Yes
— Have a crush(es): Steve :o)
— Do you think you’ve been in love: Yes
— Want to go to college: I’m kind of there
— Like high school: Liked
— Want to get married: Yes
— Believe in yourself: Yes
— Get motion sickness: Only on spinning teacup rides
— Think you’re attractive: Depends on the day
— Think you’re a health freak: See above
— Get along with your parents: Yes
— Like thunderstorms: Yes
— Play an instrument: Piano

LAYER SIX: In (in what?)
— Drank alcohol: Yes
— Smoked: No
— Done a drug: No
— Made Out: Yes
— Gone on a date: Yes
— Gone to the mall: Yes
— Eaten an entire box of Oreos: No
— Eaten sushi: Yes
— Been on stage: Yes
— Been dumped: No
— Gone skating: Yes
— Made homemade cookies: Yes
— Gone skinny dipping: No
— Dyed your hair: Yes
— Stolen anything: No

— Played a game that required removal of clothing: No
— Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: 21st birthday
— Been caught “doing something”: No
— Been called a tease: Yes
— Gotten beaten up: No
— Shoplifted: No

LAYER EIGHT: Getting Older
— Age you hope to be married: When I’m out of college and have an established career
— Numbers and Names of Children: Don’t know yet
— How do you want to die: Happy
— Where you want to go to college: Fordham ’05
— What do you want to be when you grow up: Something with writing or editing
— What country would you most like to visit: Italy

LAYER NINE: In a partner
— Best eye color?: Doesn’t matter
— Best hair color?: Dark
— Taller or Shorter?: Taller
— Best weight: Uh, I’m not good at judging
— Best articles of clothing: Button-down shirt
— Best first date location: Park

LAYER TEN: In The Numbers…
— Number of drugs taken illegally: 0
— Number of people I could trust with my life: I guess I’m just trustworthy, can’t count
— Number of CDs that I own: Around 70
— Number of piercings: 11
— Number of tattoos: 1
— Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: At least 200 times at Fordham alone. So I’d guess around 250 altogether. It’s sweet being a newspaper editor. Bylines! :o)
— Number of things in my past that I regret: I can count them on one hand.

Do be do be do…

Friday, May 21st, 2004

Vacation has been good so far, no complaints here. I start work at the health food store on Monday, so it’s back to 40 hours of tuna fish, vitamins, and weird people per week.

Tuesday, I went to go see my nephew Joey’s roller hockey championship game. He’s on the 14 and older team, so most of his team are freshmen in high school. There was one very loud woman, a mother from the opposing team, screaming plays at her son’s team and yelling, “Joshua, score a goal, you can do better than that!” All the parents seemed to be getting fed up with her raucous behavior, then my 11-year-old Zach told her, “Be quiet and get an education.” Zach, with diarrhea of the mouth, as always. Joey’s team won. Later, Alyse and I dragged Mom out at midnight to see the opening of Shrek 2 which was HILARIOUS. Go see it! I won a purple BLI Frisbee for answering “Who does the voice of Puss in Boots?” when the radio station did some games before the opening. I rock. And I now have a purple Frisbee. Be jealous.

Wednesday, Steve came over after work to spend some time with me :o) We had dinner, went to Heckscher Beach to watch the sunset, got asked to leave by the cops, then came home and cuddled and watched Shrek I’ll see him again on Sunday’s MOD trip, which is looking like it’s going to be a hot day on the Arnines. But yay for stopping at Coney Island for lunch!

Yesterday, I went to Joey’s final championship game, a real nail-biter! They won 6-5, and he didn’t get any penalties for once (Mom and Andra bet him $20 each that he would get penalties, now he’s $40 richer, haha) The bitch was there again, screaming plays at her kid, and yelling, “I’m gonna ring your neck, Joshua! Score a goal! You can do better! I’m gonna kill you when we get home!” All the others were appalled. How can you do that to a kid? All I know is, one kid from the other team ran out of the rink crying his eyes out. I wonder if it was Joshua. You just don’t do that to a kid. I swear, if I ever have kids, I’m not letting them play competitive sports. Too much bullshit, in my opinion.

Today, I went to the Laundromat to get all my college stuff cleaned, like my comforters, pillows, clothes, and towels. It took two hours, $20, and six loads of laundry to finish. At least the dryers were free; otherwise it probably would have cost me another $10. And the place did not have air conditioners, like it claimed, so I was sweaty, smelly, and hot as hell when I left. I then went to the mall to get Andra a gift for the bridal shower. I bought her this nice lavender rhinestone peignoir set from Victoria’s Secret from me and Alyse; it skimpy, but not too risqué, for the honeymoon :o) Then I went to Macy’s, found myself a white cardigan to replace my yucky one for Margaret’s wedding. I was annoyed by how many sales associates asked me to open credit cards with the store. I hate shopping. I then went home, slept until I was woken up by “Jeopardy!” then tied ribbons on all of Andra’s favors.

Tomorrow’s the shower, and then Sunday’s the MOD trip. Thus will end my extremely busy week, and then back to my regularly scheduled summer.

RIP Journey’s Greatest Hits

Just needed to add this footnote here. My Journey’s Greatest Hits CD has bit the dust. It died of natural causes – no scratches or dirt, just seriously overplayed. It was the first CD I ever bought in 7th grade. Wow, that was eight years ago! It was definitely my most-played CD. There were some days where I’d just listen to it over, and over, and over again. Some songs still play, but “Wheel in the Sky,” “Ask the Lonely,” “Who’s Cryin’ Now,” and “Lovin’ Touchin’ Squeezin'” skip and repeat over and over again. Sadness. It is time to get a new Journey’s Greatest Hits CD. I may just burn a compilation copy from all my other CDs, but I’m kinda nostalgic since it was my first CD ever. Now accepting donations for a new CD :o) ::nudge, nudge::

Summer turns me upside down…

Tuesday, May 18th, 2004

“Summer, summer, summer, it’s like a merry-go-round…”
– The Cars

School’s over, and I’m home in Islip. It’s been somewhat of a relief, because Fordham’s just been getting tiring with The Ram and schoolwork. I need the break.


Out of my three college years thusfar, this had to be the best one. I ended up with a 3.75 GPA this semester, which brings my cumulative GPA up to 3.25 and my major GPA up to 3.5. That makes me quite happy, especially after the not-so-good Spring/Fall 2002 semesters.

Some memories from this year:
– O’Hare 227 with Eileen () and Allison () and our toilet paper dysfunctions and interesting conversations.
– Halloween with Eileen, Allison, Steve, Ed, Joey, and Jay. I guess the “aftermath” was pretty memorable, though a few unnamed people suffered through it 😉
– Executive-Editorness at The Ram and the drama, late-night sex talks, that silly “bang/marry/dump” game we used to play, and “The Beaver Song.”
The Ram banquet and its drunken debaucherie. “Here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson!”
– My 21st birthday – the first and only time getting really wasted – and being up early anyways to have an IM conversation and drunken breakfast with Kathleen ()
– Editor-in-Chiefness at The Ram and getting out early, Jim Price () climbing through the ceiling with the sage advice from Eve (), the interesting Print Shop conversations, dealing with Sal, having no cups or plates for the pizza and soda, the really odd phone call, Jim torturing Cathy, Cathy torturing Jim, Pat torturing the staff, the disappearance of three editors, and more yet to come…
– The 227 dry-erase board stalker, which turned out to be Jim.
More to come later…

I’ll be living in Walsh 707 with Eileen, Allison, Marty, Trish, and Meg next year. Come visit!


This summer will be a blast, I just know it now. I’ll still be working at the health food store (seventh summer!) and hopefully write/edit for one of the local newspaper. I also have lots of things coming up, including:

5/22 – Andra’s bridal shower
5/23 – Arnine MOD trip (first one with Steve that we’re together, non-SMEE) and causing trouble :o)
5/30 – Margaret and Kevin’s wedding
7/11 – Andra and Keith’s wedding
7/20 – Journey concert with Steve at Sovereign Bank Arena in Trenton, fifth row on Jon’s side of the stage
Ram barbeques and parties
– Thursdays with Steve
– Eileen and Allison coming to visit and vice-versa
– The beach
– Seeing all my friends again

Yes. This summer will rock :o)

Oh, happy day (oh happy day)

Tuesday, May 11th, 2004

Journey is going to be in New Jersey on July 20!

It’s about time they announced a metropolitan-area date. I was about to hightail it to Connecticut to see them on the first day of school! I’d much rather go to Trenton though ::jumps up and down:: Finally! I was going through Journey concert withdrawal. Based on the set lists from the past shows this year, it looks like the concert will kick ass if they continue with the surprise material: “Remember Me,” “Just the Same Way,” “Dead or Alive,” – and even Jonathan’s solo “When the Spirit Comes” – eek! I think I will be sad if “Feeling That Way / Anytime” is nixed, though. This will be Journey show #8 for me, I think. Wow. And I’ll drag Steve along this time, if he doesn’t mind 😉

On to other things…

It’s been pretty busy here with finals and whatnot. Two finals down, two more to go, then I’m free! I finish Thursday, then I will be spending the day in New Jersey Friday with Steve to meet his parents and other fun stuff 🙂 Saturday and Sunday will be packing and getting-readiness days, then I will be moving back to Long Island on Monday for the summer. I’m going to take the week off to unpack and get ready, then Saturday is Andra’s bridal shower and Sunday is the MoD trip on the Arnines. I’ll probably begin work at CHADF the week after that, then have a three-day garage $ale, $o $top by and buy all my $tuff! 🙂

OK, last night’s dream takes the cake

Thursday, May 6th, 2004

I honestly think this Weird Amanda Dream © takes the cake. It might have even been better than the dream I had about Homer Simpson selling me underwear.

I was waiting in the McDonald’s drive-thru, and the line was about a mile long. People started to complain and get restless, beeping their horns. My cell phone rings, and it’s Mom to tell me she was on the line and for me to meet her.

I leave my spot and walk for a while around this long curve of cars, and I found my mom’s minivan, parked. She had set up a table outside and was playing cards with the Murphy’s, sans Karen, because the drive-thru line was so long. Melanie was crying, and she said she was upset because last time they had to wait on line so long, the woman working at the window dumped corn all over her cheeseburger.

I walked away and saw another table, where a person was renewing annual name licenses. I decided I didn’t like my name Amanda anymore, so I changed it to Pickles Smith. The man asked me if I was sure I wanted to change my name to Pickles, and I said yes and signed a release form. He handed me a license, Social Security card, and a library card with my new name, Pickles Smith, on it.

I go back to my mom and tell her I changed my name to Pickles, and she was visably upset. She asked me why I would do something so drastic, and I told her I got bored with the name Amanda.

Suddenly, I’m on a train, wearing a white shirt with “Pickles” written across it, tan skirt, and high heels. I’m sitting in my seat next to this rich woman, who kept looking at me. She said, “Oh my God, is that a designer skirt, I swear I have the same one.” I told her no, then threw a pack of Skittles on the floor. I looked over, and she was suddenly in the same exact outfit as me. She asked me what my name was, but I was embarrased to tell her my name was Pickles, so I wrote “Amanda Marsh” across the seat in front of me in permanent marker. I begin to cry, because I then realize I can’t change my name back to Amanda for another year.

I get off at this weird station, and as I’m walking on to the platform, Elizabeth Smart (yes, the Utah girl that was missing) gets on the train. I yelled, “Oh my God, hi!” and waved at her, but she ignored me.

Suddenly, I’m in front of the McGinley Center, doing yoga with my friend Kristen. It’s beginning to rain, so we decide it’s time to leave. The guy in charge of the post office in the basement walks out the door and greets Kristen and I, then I told him not to call me Amanda because my name was Pickles. I pointed to the name on my shirt, and as I look down, I realize that I’m not wearing a bra. Embarrassed, I start running back to my dorm.

What’s really weird about it is that I love my name as it is. Seriously, if I ever get married, I’d have a tough time changing my last name. Why the hell would I pick a name like Pickles Smith? Oh well, it seemed like a good idea at the time…

Time for the weekly update

Thursday, May 6th, 2004

It’s been crunch time at school so I’ve been pretty lazy with updating this thing. I have quite a lot to post today, so bear with me (and I forgot how to do cuts, but I’ve labeled the sections for your convenience. How nice of me). First things first:

HAPPY 21st Birthday Allicia!


Thursday, I brought Steve home to meet Mom, Grandma, and Alyse. It didn’t go as badly as I thought. I just worry way too much 🙂 They all like him (even after the moo tube came out [and no, I am not spelling it correctly just to torture Jim ()]), so that’s always a plus! We also met Andra, Keith, and Zach over at Zach’s hockey game, and Zach managed not to have diarrhea of the mouth. I was shocked. Susie also didn’t go for the kill (or Steve’s hand), which also shocked me. Overall, good day 🙂

I had taken NyQuil the previous night, so it knocked me out come Friday. Between the medicine and lack of sleep, I wound up sleeping from 1:00 a.m. to 12:00 p.m., then 2:00 to 3:00 p.m. and didn’t study at all for Monday’s final, like I had hoped. NyQuil kicks ass is more than one way!

Saturday was Margaret’s bridal shower. Wow, I can’t believe she’s getting married. It seems like only yesterday we were jumping up and down on her trampoline and playing Barbies. Life is going way too fast. That was a fun time, can’t wait for her wedding! I also got to see Melanie () and Karen (). I had to leave early to go babysit, so I took the train in from Central Islip, met Steve at Penn Station for half an hour (he was in his uniform, woohoo), then went up to Scarsdale to babysit. I came back to Fordham, which was still hopping from Spring Weekend, and saw Kathleen () and Kesner (), who were, uh, celebratory?

Sunday, I was again supposed to study for my test, but failed to do so until 10 p.m. that night (the test being at 8:30 a.m. the next morning). I studied until 3 a.m., slept until 5 a.m., and then studied some more. There were 12 study questions, and Dr. Fractenberg was picking six of those, splitting them into groups of threes, then I have to pick one question from each section. So, I figured that if I did eight of the 12 questions, I would at least know two on the test. What sucked about the test was that the four questions I didn’t study were on the test, and out of the two I knew, one I knew well and the other I knew somewhat. I think I didn’t do as well as the midterm… oh well. We’ll find out soon enough. I wound up sleeping the rest of Monday.

Tuesday was the last Ram production night for the semester, woohoo! Tuesday was a pretty good day, because:
1) We had a shitload of interesting stories, considering the previous weekend’s events, including rampant drunkedness, Busta Rhymes concert, and a riot, with arrests.
2) I was informed by the Office of Student Activities that The Ram will be getting control of the Print Shop and getting new computers (finally, our PCs are about five or six years old!)
3) I didn’t have to work hard on Sal’s advertisement this week. And he also said we could come play Twister at Pugsley’s. Wheee!
4) Jim still doesn’t know what a moo tube is
5) Cathy brought lots and lots of cookies to production night.
6) I was out of production night by 5 a.m.

My classes are all over; I just have three finals, one three to five-page paper, and today’s oral presentation for the Kavanaugh scholarship.


1) Fordham Security Sucks – Yesterday morning, 4 a.m., in the Ram office, Eileen, Pat, and I smell gas. I call Security. A guard comes down, sniffs, and says, “I smell gas.” Wow, you’re a genius. He said he would call the boiler man, but we didn’t need to evacuate. Ten minutes later, he returns with another guard. They say, “We smell gas.” Two geniuses! But this time, they attribute it emission fumes from a truck that was parked outside of the McGinley Center. They said to call Security in 20 minutes if the smell didn’t go away. Eileen says, “They’re going to come back and find us dead on the floor.” Mmm, carbon monoxide. Twenty minutes later, the original guard comes down and says, “We found the source of the problem. Sodexho [the cafeteria people] left a pilot light on in the cafeteria and it had no flame, so that what you smelled.” GREAT. IF SOMEONE LIT A FUCKING MATCH OR CIGARETTE WE COULD HAVE GONE BOOM! Sorry for the f-bomb, but that’s just stupidity at its finest.

2) Expedi Printing Sucks – I was enjoying a nice sleep after production night and probably having a Weird Amanda Dream ©. However, my slumber was interrupted by my cell phone’s ringing at 10 a.m. It was Expedi, the printer for The Ram, to tell me that they did not accept the format we usually send our color front/back pages in. I asked why they didn’t tell me before I sent the pages in, and the woman just told me, “Sorry.” So, I get dressed, go down to the office, and fix the pages to their brand new specifications. I call the woman back to tell her I resent the new pages and to check them for me so I could go home. I waited on the phone for an hour, then she gets on the phone and tells me in broken English that the page was wrong. I asked her angrily how to fix it and she said she didn’t know how. Luckily, Eve () came to the office around that time and help me get the pages in the right format. Eve to the rescue, once again. So, I call the woman back and told her I resubmitted the pages. She said, “Oh, the photos are low resolution.” Then I yelled at her for not warning me about the format changes ahead of time, otherwise I would have had the photos edited for the specific format. What did she say? “Sorry.” Sorry ain’t gonna cut it, bitch. Expedi is officially dumped as The Ram’s printer.

3) Jim Price Sucks – I couldn’t leave this one out. And he still won’t know the power of the moo tube!