Lazy and Poor

2004-09-29T17:38:00.000-04:00

So I've decided that this is way too much of a hassle to keep doing. Instead my brilliant works of genious shall only be found on LiveJournal, user name: elci. I find that actually trying to maintain a semi-real webpage requires way too much time & effort. Thus, may I direct you to this page's title: Lazy & Poor.

So fairwell, blogspot. You were ... well, sometimes pissy to me ... but mostly ok. I can't say I'll miss you. Oh, PS, anyone know how to fix my digital camera? I don't know what's wrong with it. It's quite possible that I just need to recharge the batteries. Oh, and for those who keep asking, yes, I could live perfectly fine without internet as I continue to not have any in my apartmemt.

PPS, Halloween party the 29th (Friday before) by invite only. So don't ask me because I might say no, but just be aware that I may ask you.

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2004-06-17T19:47:00.000-04:00

Woot. I LJed it up. Hi, if you were Anonymous in my last blog comment thingy, could you tell me who you are? Thanks. Here's something funny from Adrian's LJ:

"when we were unpacking some of her stuff on friday night, she pulls the cutest little pink choker out of a box. the next thing she pulled out was a powerdrill. typical laura. lol."

Good times.

PS Erik is still wicked hot. As soon as my body adjusts to this new BC (LAME) I hope to hit it.
PPS yo I really need to get to the gym.

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2004-06-09T22:35:00.000-04:00

WOOT!

Back in touch with Erik. Gonna see him next week. Hot. I'll be moved into my apartment by Sunday. Wicked hot. Adrian will be here when I get back. Uber hot. Team Satan will soon be reunitied. Too hot for words.

Man, I miss Camden waaaaaay too much. I am so PUMPED about Del coming to visit!!! He'll bring that aura of London with him! Niiiiice ...

So tomorrow me & Ants are gonna hit up the mall as soon as I get home. Then massive packing of my life will consume. I don't think 'consume' is the word I mean to use there. Oh well.

JUMP! For my love ...

Aww snap, Adrian is SO bringing alcohol with him. We'll have us a little party just for the sake of being in the same city again. Shit! I can't wait to party!!! Drew is tryingto pull one together for Friday night just so I can wear my PunkyFish shirt (the long-sleeved, basically backless one.) HOT!

Man I haven't had any action in soooooooo long. Whoever I get my hands on first is gonna walk away bruised, son. And I can hear Nika saying "As opposed to you waking up the next morning bruised?" and she'd have a point. Is it my fault I put so much passion into my dancing. Or, you know, making out.

Damn. Hey Nika, let's go get Bibimbab next week. That'd be hot.

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PS I laid down earlier because I had a headache and ended up passing out for 2 hours. Not cool.

2004-06-05T22:14:00.000-04:00

So hi. I have an apartment. Stay tuned for an apartment warming party announcement.

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2004-06-02T20:33:00.000-04:00

Most gorgeous. sunset. ever.

Today was a day ... I woke up and went to the Palladium gym. Saw Danny. Didn't lift much because of the soreness left over from yesterday. Met with the guy on Broome St. Best place I've seen so far, but tomorrow I'm gonna see 1 or 2 other places, depending on when the mail gets here. The mail will have my license. My license = access to my Fleet account. Access = money. Hooray! So after the place I wasted time online until I got an LJ comment from Alena saying she was in Kimmel. So I ran over there and chilled with her & met her bff Kiwi. Then Brian joined us. Then we ran into Alice and that made me WICKED happy! Then we saw Alena's place at Palladium. Then me & Brian had dinner at Patsy's up here. Their Penne ala Vodka is the best thing ever.

Tonight I'm making phone calls. Tomorrow I'm getting my phone charger from Holly. Then the gym for a run. Then back here to shower & get my license. Then back down again to get money & the keys to look at a place on Thompson St. Then maybe a movie with Zagzag if he ever gets around to contacting me. I HATE it when boys are lame & don't initiate contact! They never fucking call or email or IM first! I do all the fucking work!

Anyhoo, wish me luck on these apartments tomorrow. Oh, also I'm gonna email Selina about volunteering this weekend.

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2004-06-01T13:49:00.000-04:00

I'm staying in a fucking brownstone.

UWS, Brian's aunt's place. I'm on the top floor, across the hall from Brian. The room I'm staying in has it's own bathroom. This is nuts. The apartment hunt goes on. If I get nothing by this weekend, time to go back to a broker. Blah. But hey! They feed me here! I love it! Today I dragged my duffel up here (lots of hurt involved) then slept another 2 hours, then went for a run, then ate lunch (spare ribs! yummy!) then showered. Now I shall wait to hear from this guy about a place (LES.)

wish me luck!

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2004-05-30T23:21:00.000-04:00

Close, but no cookie

Adrian just almost got 3/4 of Team satan into an AIM chat, but Rehanna had been drinking so she signed off. And Alena doesn't AIM. I feel gurgly. I think it might be from eating too much pasta. Ouch. I hurt. In a bad way. Yes, it is totally possible to hurt in a good way. Like after an intense workout. Or all the falling it took before the landing of an intense jump combination. Or waking up and realizing your crotch is bruised from grinding so hard. Good hurt.

I digress. My point ... did I have one? Doubtful. I can't wait to sleep in a bed again. It will be the high point of my return to the states. Sure, I had a bed in Burlington, but other stuff got in the way of me enjoying my bed. Next time I enjoy that bed it'll be in my own fucking apartment with Adrian a room away and soon enough a hot guy will be in that bed with me, dammit.

I will make my dream a reality even if it stresses me so much my hair falls out. Or I cramp from eating too many carbohydrates. Or I spend entire days without setting foot outside.

I need help. I'm woman enough to admit I'd really like someone to help me through this. And no, not just in a food/money/fun way. In a good, hey I'm here for you, friend kind of way.

Help.

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2004-05-28T14:41:00.000-04:00

Holla from Water!

Back in my old dorm from fall semester with Holly. I have 2 apartment viewings tomorrow for direct owner renting places. This week has been nuts. I decided that brokers are evil.

Oh, and my wallet was stolen on Tuesday. Something I don't want to go into. But I did get to see Zagzag. He's still tall. And cute.

So now I'm watching a Roswell rerun on TV. And I ate something. And I've been going to the Palladium gym. I'm sore in alotta ways. Got to see Anthea yesterday here and her new boytoy. In a weird way he reminded me of Danny Wing. Huh.

Now I'm gonna be lazy and - GASP! - take a bath!!! I haven't done that since December! Wow!

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2004-05-23T21:30:00.000-04:00

And my obligations keep compounding.

Friday was fun, I got my locker, met new skating director Kenny, saw Natalie, and had lunch with Catie. Afterwards Me & Jon ended up chilling in the Barnes & Noble on Astor Place til I got real bored at like 9.30 so I called Erik. Said he was coming up to Union Square (ish) to play pool. Said he'd call me in a short while. I played around in Virgin. Gave up at 10.45 and went back to Rubin. He hasn't contacted me since.

Saturday was travelling, my sister's dance recital, and being suburban with Ants. I got a slush then we hit up Chilis followed by Mary Poppins at my place. Asleep at 3, got up today at 8.15. Fuck knows why. Wicked hot thunderstorm at 3am last night, though. TONS of lightning. Had awesome breakfast with my fam, including nana, my dad's mom, for his birthday. Then we watched Scary Movie 3 which Scott (brotherandahalf) gave him as a present. Then I lounged. Watched Roswell episodes with Rae (sisterandahalf) and did laundry. Then dinner, cake for dadandahalf, another movie (Reservoir Dogs.)

Now packing. Tomorrow travel, going to Breanne's, get to see a Jason Mraz concert for free. I only know one of his songs. Plus lots of calls to make. Hopefully doing pick-up lessons on Tuesday. Katie's birthday on Wednesday. Friday move my shit to Holly's - my old place at Water St. - where I'll no longer have a nice couch to sleep on. Oh well. I did a piece about how all this makes me feel on my LJ (username: elci.)

New list of things to do:

- call St. Vincent's
- call Christine's realtor
- find out my lisence # and order a new one
- take online ISI judge test

- get in touch with Brian
- get in touch with Kathleen
- call Zagzag
- fix text messaging
- start going to the gym

later days (wish me luck on being a nomad)

2004-05-20T21:48:00.000-04:00

Blah blah woof woof

I'm in my old room in Water st. right now. It's sad. I miss it. Catie your snowflakes are still here!!! Someother chick's stuff is on my side of the room though. Bitch.

Yesterday I spent most of my time at the rink and ended up doing dinner & drinks because it was Brandon's last day! That's so lame! At least I got to say bye. I saw everyone but Erika and Erik and lots of kids I knew. You know. Too many kids. Anyway I didn't go in today 'cause it's Holly's birthday. We did Serendipity and Shrek 2 and Spice and some Dawson's Creek season 2. HOT. Tomorrow I have a list of things to do (8 long) written on my hand. Fuckers. I mean feckers.

Gah. Then 'family time' Saturday & my dad's birthday Sunday. Then back here for a crazy 4 nights at Breanne's. That oughta be NUTS! Ok, I need to regroup here:

- new license
- email Del
- get a locker from Veronica
- fix my text messaging
- order a ticket for the Chinatown bus
- Join NYU gyms for $45 for the summer
- Call St. Vincents
- Call Joey about the TB test

and maybe call Erik

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2004-05-18T07:18:00.000-04:00

Ummmm ... stuff.

Sunday I chilled at Ants' house and tried to find all the songs that I heard constantly in London. I feel like I'm missing so many and that makes me sad. Yesterday I got a TB test (thanks Mike) and a new OC perscription. Then I got Pizzeria Regina with Drew. Then I did a freestyle session with Rae. MAN, I'm rusty. At least I landed up to a double flip.

Last night at 8 I went to Chilis (for old time's sake) with Kim, Pam C., and Danny Wing. I love my Danny Wing, he is so coming to visit me this summer! Then I find out from Adrian's AIM that we need to find a place by June 1st, not the 15th. That means I have a shitload of work to do once I get to Manhattan tomorrow.

Anyhoo, I have a hair appt today with Judy at 11 and then subsequent cleaning/packing/chilling w/ Ants. Dude, you know what sucks? I have felt totally unsexy since I got back to this town. It's just something about Burlington. Gah. Wednesday morning I have to be on the 'Rica commuter rail at 6.58 so I can catch the 9am Chinatown bus. That means I'll get in around 1 and by 1.45 I should be eating the most perfect bagel I'll have had in 5 months. Sigh ...

Three nights with Jon. This should be interesting. I wonder if I'll see Erik. I haven't had a drink since Saturday and I didn't even finish my sangria 'cause I was so damn tired. Ooh! We might have a party Saturday night. Don't know where, but hey, as long as I'm drinking and hooking up with someone, I'm happy.

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PS Anthea and I had a conversation about defining "hooking up" because alot of people interchange the meaning like it ain't no thang, you know? So for me, if you ever see me say "we hooked up" it means "we made out for a long time and his hand may or may not have been down my pants and/or my hand may or may not have been down his pants and/or I may or may not have been kicked out of the boys bathroom." Capice?

2004-05-16T11:14:00.000-04:00

It's Sunday. It's raining. I'm bored.

If I was still in London right now I'd be on my way home from Camden Market. Maybe we'd then watch some Sex & the City or Dirty Dancing or Clueless. Oh, so Friday night. I ended up going for nachos at La Perla (just past Percy Passage) with Monica, Kathleen, Raluca, Doug, & Doug's friend, another faghag. Then I went back to chill online in Brian's room. Then I found Adrian and when Rula walked by she told us about a roof party we could get to through Raj's room. HOT.

We found tons of people out there and s'mores. We even climbed up to the very top where Mike was laying down very drunk. It was wicked fun, especially the part with climbing through the windows. Then poker in Jamieson's room. I had a piece of chicken from Mike's fridge cuz the BBQ carterers gave him a whole tray. 'Sebastian' passed out on the TV lounge sofa where we relocated the poker game with Josh joining in. We later put on SatC for old time's sake. Adrian went to sleep. Alena snoozed on Mike after poker/SatC was over. I chilled til my bus arrived. Sat next to Chris from Farringdon. He was on my flight, but not next to me. I bought a book and finished it half way to America. I had good food on the plane. I talked to the funny old British man next to me wearing an American flag tie.

Boston. Dad picked me up. It was 88 and humid. Home, say hello, kiss the dog, go to On the Border (let Scott drive,) eat food, drink sangria (thanks dad,) go home, unpack, try to watch the first Indiana Jones, go to sleep at 7.30.

Wake up at 5.15, take a slash (that's British for piss) and pass out again til 8.30 when you hear dad making you that bacon he promised. Convince yourself moping about it being over is silly and you'll see all these people again. Very soon. Next on list: shop with sister and do laundry. Pretend it's not raining. Order new lisense.

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2004-05-14T12:29:00.000-04:00

Yo. Lame. This didn't work yesterday.

So I'm tipsy right now. Just got done with the BBQ. I had 3 sausages & a piece of spicey chicken and a coke. Also before we went I had a bottle of wine & so did Adrian. We even brought it into Bedford! HOT. Then Adrian wrote my sisterandahalf an email.

Listen! Hotness! My brotherandahalf (Scott) got a 1280 on his SATs!!! Yay Scotty! And I got a fucking A in orgo!!! I'm gonna get into Med school!!! Now I need to finish packing and drink more. I still have half a bottle of vodka to kill. Nika won one of the picture contests! HOT! I think I'll exchange my two psych books for books i'll read at blackstone.

Oh PS I updated from the other night on my livejournal, user name: elci. Go read it.

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2004-05-12T10:49:00.000-04:00

I'M DONE!

Time to drink. I mean shop. I mean sleep. I mean all three.

2004-05-11T11:04:00.000-04:00

ICCo much? I thought so.

This will be a short as possible.

Yesterday whilst cramming psych Stephanie made brownies for Marisol's birthday. She then frosted those said brownies. Chocolate frosting. Then we dragged our lazy asses from the 2nd floor up to the 6th to surprise Marisol We being me, Nika, Alice, Nima, Rehanna, and Stephanie. It was good times. We scared the shit out of Marisol. I proceeded to entertain everyone be just being me. Thanks for the goofy genes, dad. Sleep at 1.30, managed to not dream of orgo, but woke up thinking about aldol condensations and Michael additions at 7.45.

The exam wasn't too bad. I finished in an hour and a half (or so) then went home to sleep. That only lasted a half hour until Re came back to bitch about said exam. I then was forced out of bed. I ate. I read some Bio. I slept for another hour. I showered. I Bio'd. Now I'm back at Bedford so I can use the Bio computer program to study more. Yay for only one more final, at least. Tonight is SO an ICCo night. Most likely the last one, too. Sniff!

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2004-05-10T11:46:00.000-04:00

Good-bye Organic Chemistry. I love you. I'll miss you.

So no more Orgo until I take the Kaplan MCAT course. That's really sad. It's my favorite pre-med course. Right now I should be studying for my psych exam tomorrow at 9am but I need to just zone for another 10 minutes. Also eating would be good. I'll get very little sleep tonight.

Finally got an e-mail from Erik. It only took him a month to contact me. Not that I'm bitter or anything. I'm still really pissed I couldn't get my old job back though. I'll be making $175/week LESS this whole summer. Fuck. Also I still don't really know where I'll be living after May 23rd. And I really miss working out. And Tex-Mex. At least my parents gave me another $200 this weekend. I think I'll buy clothes and alcohol with that money. Not all of it. Just most. Starting Wednesday right after my Bio final. I'll walk to TopShop while drinking. Hot.

Man. I can't believe I'm going home.

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2004-05-08T07:28:00.000-04:00

Mmm ... lips ...

Yesterday I did massive orgo which meant I got talked into drinking a little bit and going out to Cheers with Adrian, Alena, Rehanna, John, Fahd (pronounce it Fah-hed), and sketchy French-man, Noah. I wore Adrian's yellow button-up shirt but tied and open. I realized I'm looking forward to being back in the states so I can whip myself back into shape. I got all soft & stuff. So yeah, cover at Cheers was £8 which sucked. But on the walk there we saw a small Asian man dancing on a pole in a bar in Soho. It was hot. We stopped to watch for a couple of minutes. Cheers itself was ok. No hot men. They played Return of the Mac, though, which is the song I would cry myself to sleep with like every night in 7th grade. I'm still repressing.

We got bored quick so at like 1.30 me, Adrian, Alena, and Re left. We regrouped w/ PJs & food and caught the end of Boogie Nights then put on Bend it like Beckham. I got wicked sleepy around 3.30 so just left to pass out. Woke up this morning at 10.30 because the fucking loud-ass people on Newman. Why can't they ever just sleep in??? Every damn morning they throw shit into some big bin just for kicks or something. Argh.

Today is another orgo day. I have to make notecards for the most recent stuff we learned then go through every single chapter and see what I can do to each type of functional group (you know, like an amide or an ester or a carboxylic acid.) I'm sure that'll be fun. Also I'll call my mum to wish her a happy day-before Mother's Day just in case I don't talk to her tomorrow. Also at 3 me, Re, & Nika are gonna bake mac&cheese. Hot.

My brother's going to prom!!! That's soooo freakin' cute! I wish I knew who this chick is, though. I guess she does winter track so maybe I knew her when I was a senior before I quit winter track to work more and skate more. Anyway, this time next week I'll be on my plane home, hopefully enjoying some yummy British Airways food and hallucinating due to the dramamine and thinking about calling St. Vincent's for the volunteer position. Lots to do, lots to do.

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2004-05-07T07:57:00.000-04:00

When I went to sleep the sun was up.

Yesterday I was extremely productive. I just about finished my third psych essay (making it one to go) and read lots of bio and did my study notes for the recent stuff we learned in orgo. I got home from Bedford a little after midnight from this mega study day to go finally finish my 3rd psych essay. Only a movie was on downstairs. After that, of course, I sat down and worked. Until around 1.45 when Adrian & Alena came back downstairs. They were admiring the rips in my jeans when a certain Michael walked by with alcohol. We grinned and ran upstairs to retrieve Alena's vodka so as not to show up empty handed. I really didn't mean to start drinking at 2am last night, but it happened. And it was pretty damn funny. I didn't know 3 of the people there, but ... eh. We re-named this kid Noah from NYU Paris 'James' and Michael became 'Sebastian' with a Barcelona accent.

Around 3.45ish Jamieson kicked us out so me, Mike, Michael, Adrian, & some other kid went to Alena's room with her to finish off Mike's vodka. He used the ice cold vodka bottle to make my nipples hard. Huh. So music is on, alcohol is flowing, me & Alena are trying on her clothes. Let me just say how impossible it is to breathe in a corset, a real one. Many pictures were taken and will eventually be posted. And yes, at 5 Alena kicked us out by saying "Ok, who's going to leave so I can masturbate?" I slept til 11.30 and now I'm at Bedford again to do work. I GOT to finish psych today so I can orgo all of this weekend.

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2004-05-06T16:27:00.000-04:00

Mmm ... Van Morrison

I'm really pissed off I didn't bring his best-of cd with me. Last night while "studying" in the TV lounge me, Nima, & Alena got to talking about Alena's wedding which is this July. She's having trouble deciding on a song for her first dance with Eugene. Then that got me thinking about how pissed off I was when they used Into the Mystic for the dance in American Pie 3 because it nearly ruined that song for me. Then I thought about what I want my wedding song to be. I'm not saying in case someone steals it! Ok, fine, who cares, it's Moondance by Van Morrison. And my wedding will be an October wedding. Actual marriage just my immediate family and his. Justice of the Peace will perform it in a small room, absolutely no religious affiliation whatsoever. Then the hugest party you've ever seen in your life with everyone I've ever met. Open bar, kids, open bar.

Today I studied in the British museum with Nika. During a break we got crepes across the street. It was way too yummy. I want to drown in Nutella. If finals weren't next week I'd be drunk right now. Possibly even hooking up with a stranger already. Speaking of hooking up, the other day I had a long conversation with Alice about the quality of kissing among Americans & Europeans. Now I've only kissed 5 Americans (don't know how many Europeans - too much brain cell death from alcohol) so I don't know if this is safe to say until I've sampled more, but I think Europeans are far better kissers. Here's why:

- Europeans open their mouth more, making for a deeper, more passionate kiss, even with casual hook-ups
- Europeans know how to use their tongues better (why they can pull off a more open mouth)
- Americans let teeth get in the way, often don't really know what to do with their tongue, and therefore keep their mouths too closed

Tsk. C'mon boys, get your acts together. I'll just have to start making out with alot more of you to teach you how it's done. Oh, PS, don't gag me. A more open mouth doesn't mean I want you licking my tonsils. Also I like it when a little bit of nice lip-kissing is thrown in the mix. I personally think the poutiness of just-sucked lips is fucking hot.

I think this blog had a point, originally, but I don't recall what it was anymore, besides me taking a break from orgo and searching for someone to explain the mutarotation of monosaccharides. Anyone? No? Anyone?

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2004-05-05T07:15:00.000-04:00

I want to swim in a bowl of Bibimbab.

That's what I ate for lunch today with Nima. And last night for dinner I went to Olive (amazingly good Indian food - seriously, best naan EVER) with Rehanna & Nika. I gave Re a piggy-back ride home. I haven't been very productive lately. That makes me sad. Though I have been looking around for 2Br apartments with Adrian lots. And I wrote a vignette yesterday morning during psych class which I copied onto my LJ (go read it, user name is elci.) Today we get to go to the Natural History Museum for free because it's a Bio trip and we get to go behind the scenes & everything. Woo! I think I might go to the British Museum tomorrow to finish up my second Psych essay. Then Bedford for Orgo/Bio.

So I bought that Punkyfish shirt I fell in love with. It cost £2 less at the store in Trocadero. It's hot. I tried it on for Nika & Re last night. Afterwards I put my bitter wife-beater back on (free-boobin) with my black cords & flip-flops, my hair a total mess up in butterfly clip, and walked up 2 flights to give Adrian his belt back. Then walking back down to my floor the weirdest thing happened. I see this guy who I've seen around the computer lab before, always thought he was cute but not tall enough. As we pass on the stairs, we make eye contact as he sexily peels off his hat (you know, one of those knit ones for when it's not that cold but kind of chilly) and once-overs me in all my blah-ness. I was soooooo confused. It was hot. We had a moment.

There was an episode of Angel on TV last night from season 3. The episode right after Connor comes back and Cordy's hair looks like total shit and Groo just leaves and Lilah is fuckin' gorgeous ... oh wait, she's gorgeous every episode she's in. Yeah, so I watched part of that until Lilah wasn't going to be in anymore scenes. Dammit, Joss!!! I loved her! Her character had so much potential for development! Her and Wesley were the best couple EVER!!!

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2004-05-03T08:15:00.001-04:00

Mmm ... cheap wine ...

When I got back from some orgoing yesterday Monica was in my room saying how the Marine really likes me and I should go with them to Hard Rock since it's their last night and they're being shipped to Spain today. I said "ummm, no" because that means money for dinner and then drinking and then cover to whatever club we hit up. Monica said ok but that it made her sad. I then ate some corn on the cob.

Ready for my night to start, I find Alena & Adrian watching Dirty Dancing downstairs. Alena sends me for Tequila (or Vodka) and a mixer and to get my own wine. As I run down the stairs in hopes of a 24 hour store being still open on a Sunday at 8.15, I see who else but the 2 Marines sitting in the front entrance, waiting to be signed in by Ms. Monica. I already have momentum, so instead of stopping I just say "you two again!" and my Marine goes "you're kidding" and I say "nope, have to get alcohol, latah" and was out the door. WEIRD.

So yay alcohol, I got a bottle of white wine for £4.19 (only 4p more than I usually pay at Tesco) and Alena's Vodka & cranberry. When retreiving them from the TV we see Inna. We say come with us. She says ok, see you at 9.30 (we planned to power hour.) Then we start drinking. Jess comes into Alena's room while she's just getting into the shower, so she shouts out come with us!! And I give Jess the details. She says ok. I run back to my room to offer a taste of wine to Nika and I find Rehanna there. I convince her to come with us too! Then she talks Nika into it! Woooo! So Adrian dressed Alena and me and Nika. I ended up wearing my own jeans/pumas, but was in Alena's C-cup bra (I'm D cup) with padding and a sheer, short, 3/4 sleeve blue shirt. My nipples were just about falling out.

We go to G-A-Y bar. Me and Inna don't have ID and for the first time there I get rejected. So we go back to the Shitz and then return. Some guy asked for one of the numerous black rubber bracelets I had on (Alena's) but I said no, they aint mine. We meet up with our people and dance. Ran into Michael from that same night we met Del. He was acting strange. Nika says he's an exact replica of Jack from Dawson's Creek. Jack is cuter in my opinion. Also Michael is from Northern Ireland and in the words of Del, way too queeny. Adrian and Alena managed to find people to make out with until 12 when the lights came on.

We then went to Cheers which cost £5 which I mooched off of Inna. Inside, dancing, a drink, a tall guy who couldn't handle me so I gave him to Inna instead. More dancing, another drink. Alena & Adrian go home. Inna's hooking up with the tall guy. Rehanna's enjoying herself as aways. Nika finds a Greek guy who's a really good dancer and she salsa'd with him. Jess found a cutie too who she kinda hooked up with. I then found a really tall French guy. He spoke very little English. I finally got him to come to the dance floor where he sat on the rail and I grinded up on him. He was a reeeeeaaaaally good kisser. I don't need to know French, I know French kissing! I made out with him for like a half hour.

We ended up staying til the very end. I walked back with Jess. She's wicked chill. I was still pretty damn tipsy when we got back, so me & Nika sat around while I drank a half pint of tap water, a half pint of milk, and a half pint of chocolate milk. Feeling like my ADH would soon go back to doing its thang with water reabsorption, we passed out at 4.15. Woke up a few times to pee. Finally got up for real to shower at 11.45. Such a pity that after the gorgeousness of yesterday it's raining again today. Hopefully Tesco will be open for a little while so I can pick up some OJ. When we get back to the states, me & Alena are going to make shirts that say I <3 Camden.

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2004-05-02T12:26:00.000-04:00

So you know that scene in Grease, the sleepover at Frenchy's house, and how Marty mentions one of her BFs is a marine, and they all go "a marine, ahhhh!"?

Yeah. So I hooked up with a US marine last night. It was hot.

Of course I started my period yesterday too and planned to study all night, buuuuut .... no. Monica made me drink and go out. With two marines. And Nika. And Rehanna. Then Lena came too. At 11 the dance floor finally opened at O Bar. Kickass music. Shawn (the Marine) had a decent body. Not really my flavor. But hot anyway. Plus reeeeaaaally good kisser. Then my cramps came back and Doug gave me painkillers he had from his kidney stones. Heavy shit. Yay!

Oh, I never mentioned Thursday night. Doug bribed me with alcohol into going to this sketch gay bar with him called The Edge. The 2nd floor has a piano and open mich. He has a fab voice. He bought me 2 vodka cranberry and 2 double vodka cranberry. I sang along alot. My throat hurt like a mofo the next morning. It was worth it.

Oh and Saturday day I went with Alena, Lena, Nick, Meg, & 2 other Boners (people from the Marylebone dorm) to the Saatchi gallery. It was soooooo fucking cool. I loved it! And today me, Nika, Alena, & Adrian went to Camden Market. It was sooooo much fun, despite when Alena lost an earring (which used to be her g'ma's.) I have to go back Tuesday to buy a Punky Fish shirt I'm in love with. Adrian bought a wicked hot shirt at Cyberdog. I had dim sum. Twice.

Now I gotta do some orgo. At like 9 Adrian's going to be in my room ready to drink and decide where to go partying for tonight. We're going to go back to our old habit of drinking entire bottles of cheap wine. Hot.

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2004-04-30T08:36:00.000-04:00

Yo, what's a wing bedroom?

Captain's Log: My search for a place to live goes on. The prospect of finding an apartment while still across the Atlantic looks dark. I may have to wait until I actually get back to the city. Fortunately, it looks as though I will have a roommate for the remainder of my college education. Commander Stimpy ... I mean, Adrian hopes to move in late June, though, so that leaves me with a month and no real ideas for where to reside in that time frame. I have been offered a couch, a guest room, and numerous NYU dorm floors. The only question is how long will each of these offers stand? More research must be done. Unfortunately that takes time and diligence, which right now I should be using to prepare for my battle against the evil space aliens. I mean my organic chemistry exam.

I am not yet worried. I have 8 good studying days ahead of me. Live long and prosper. May the force be with you. No, the worrying will come later. I could go for some chocolate. Saaay, this soap bar is kind of like a chocolate bar ...

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2004-04-29T07:35:00.000-04:00

So last night me, my pretty hair, and my roomie went out.

First we met up with Xenia and Anthony at Farringdon (another dorm) and went to the vodka bar. I got cherry vodka (very yummy) and tried Nika's raspberry (sooooo good!) as well as Xenia's & Anthony's rosepetal (ew.) Then we went to Walkabout (Australian themed American tourist trap club, but Wednesday night students get in for free with all drinks £1.50) where we found Rehanna, Alena, and Ian. Nika soon after found her friend Jen (birthday girl) and her crew. They finally began to play hip-hop and I was happy.

The funny thing is there was this guy I kept eyeing. He looked EXACTLY like this kid who was a grade below me in high school, with small hoops in both ears & everything. Very weird. Also lame 'cause he never came up to me to dance. I can't do all the fucking work. Actually, later on in the evening I was taking a water break with Re, sitting on a side table, when everyone else went for more drinks, he came right over and stood RIGHT in front of me. I so easily could've grabbed his ass but I wasn't thinking. Plus he only stood there for a splecond before putting his beer down and walking off. ODD.

We left around 2 and me, Ian, and Anthony got those really dirty sausages with onions and mustard outside the club for the walk home. I really really love living so close to everything. All the British people I meet have long-ass train/bus rides to get home after a night of partying. We sang "The way you make me feel" the whole way. I passed out and had an extremely long, extremely detailed dream. Now I get to prepare 4 essays for my psych final! Woo!

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PS from Adrian's LJ:

Find your 23rd post (or closest to).

Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).

Post the text of the sentence in your LJ along with these instructions. (Eh, who needs LJ)

"Boys in drag is just always wicked funny!"

Oh yeah. Go Laura from 2 years ago.

2004-04-28T07:03:00.000-04:00

I got the funniest email yesterday morning.

So I've been hitting up Craigslist like a mofo, looking for a place to live and all. Yesterday morning, before my 8.30 psych class, I got an email responding to my room request. The guy said he wasn't renting his room anymore, but that I sounded interesting! I got hit on via Craigslist! He proceeded to tell me all about himself! WTF!

Anyway. I was real bored last night so I chilled in Alice & Nima's room. They had me read them stuff I'd written after I had no more juicy stories to tell. It was pretty damn funny. Sleep around 1. Nika gave me some of her extremely yummy bread. Of course my alarm failed to go off this morning so I didn't get to eat before orgo recitation (last one!)

Now lunch, then the last Bio lab/lecture.

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PS I straightened my hair. It's pretty.

2004-04-27T03:18:00.000-04:00

Yesterday was fun.

I found my debit card (with Nika's help) which turned out to be in my coat pocket hanging on the back of the door to our room. We than got Thai food after the required class was let out forever!!! Earlier that day we'd also had the last orgo lecture which was really sad despite the lovely digressions Urch kept going on. "Blow me, it's an amide!" Then internet in Brian's room. Then Dazed and Confused in Katie/Raluca's room. Then I went to my room at 12.30 to go to sleep but Alena, Sumo, and Adrian were all looking at Ireland pictures on Nika's computer. Adrian had kindly finished off the bottle of French wine we didn't want.

Then the funny thing happened: A stretchy mesh wine-holding thing that came on the wine bottle. Adrian took it, named it Mr. Wooky, then began poking Nika with it who in turn poked him back with her fingers. They made funny martial arts sounds. Nika said it was "Chinese boxing." Sumo and I were laughing way to hard. I think I pulled something. I couldn't really breathe. Then Adrian hid it down his pants. Then he took it back out and "vicariously cock slapped" Nika. Then Nika stole it, more laughter and funny noises, Adrian took it back, finally at 1 they called it off. A truce, I guess.

Now psych class is starting 1/2 hour early. LAME.

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2004-04-25T07:30:00.000-04:00

Hi

I think I lost my debit card. That's not a good thing because I'm in London and I need it to access the money my parents put into my account so that I can eat. I think the last time I used it was Wednesday night (which I wrote about below.) And since I haven't used it sine then I have no idea where it went! Noooooo! Bad!

And now I have to write a 3 page paper due tomorrow.

But on the plus side I've found some good rooms on craigslist. Booyah.

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2004-04-22T13:10:00.000-04:00

Wow. Last night was ... wow.

The Bio exam happened. I think I did B+, A- if I'm lucky and she likes me. After the academic day was done I returned to the Shitz. Shortly thereafter, Adrian comes into my room proclaiming: "So I have a bottle of vodka in my room. I'd like it to be gone when I wake up tomorrow." We proceeded to Tesco to buy cranberry juice and bumped into Alena. We made her join us then decided to get our drink on in her room, power-houring with double vodka cranberries.

After getting sufficiently on our way to being drunk and visiting my smoker-with-TB neighbor Mike, we left for Ku Bar, a gay bar on Charing Cross. I wore my shirt I got in Toledo, Spain. It was hot. Alena wanted to wear a shirt backwards ('cause it had slashes on the back) but her boobs just popped right out. It was wicked funny! At Ku Bar we each had another drink, but there was no action and crappy music. So we left and hit up G-A-Y Bar on Old Compton and the fun really began.

Since Adrian bought my drink at Ku Bar, I bought our first round of drinks at G-A-Y. At the bar some attractive man who looked early 40s was totally mackin' Adrian. After drinks we hit the dance floor. I noticed a tall, skinny, cute white boy wearing a shirt that said "F**K Fashion" except the *s were stars. Hot shirt. Totally Adrian's type. So I make friends with Paul and his "straight" friend Chris (who me & Alena think is secretly in love with Paul) and their faghag Rachel. Adrian buys the next round. Another of Paul's friends says to me "tell your friend that Paul wont kiss him, he has to kiss Paul. Paul never makes a first move, the bastard." Or something equally British. So the two boys hit it off! I felt good. Alena and I danced more.

Then it turns out we're supposed to meet up with NYUers - Ian, Fernando, Nicole, and Alicia. Adrian says to tell them we'll meet up at Cheers over by Piccadilly. We head there ourselves with a few additions: Paul, Chris, and Rachel. I'm done drinking but Chris keeps trying to buy me drinks. Two skeevy old men pay for Rachel & I to get drinks; vodka coke. Ian shows up with a cry of "LAME" in reference to those not making an appearance. Adrian takes Paul home. I make out with a really hot stranger who keeps asking me to go home with him. We finally depart at quarter of 3. Rachel and Chris go to catch their train. We say "see you next week." Me, Ian, and Alena walk back to the Shitz. I'm starving and thirsty o I drink water and eat some cold-cuts-style chicken and swiss cheese. I pass out at 3.

Today I woke up to Nika's alarm at quarter of fucking 9. She claims she wanted to start working on her paper. Guess what? She doesn't until much, much later. So I showered and got dressed and had some more chicken slices. Then I went over to Paddington to have breakfast with mum and sisterandahalf and say goodbye to them for the next 3 weeks. Then my mum gave me money. I hugged her. I picked up Nika and Nima at the Shitz at 12.30 and we went to the British museum. Walked around, then finished the book I got the other day. While I was reading I saw this mouse peek out from under a book shelf in the reading room of the British Museum. It was so freaking cute! Nika saw it too. I then napped while Nika finished up. Or rather until she was forced to because the reading room was closing.

Then we had amazing food. This place called Bibimbab which has a special Korean dish that is soooooo good! I was deeply satisfied afterwards. I plan to return there. I think tonight I'll start the other new book I got courtesy of my mum's money. You know, instead of doing something productive.

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2004-04-20T15:03:00.000-04:00

I love my mum!

Today was lovely. My mum & sis came to the Shitz at 9.30, sat down for a few, then we went for a walk. We did Soho, Leceister Sq, Trafalgar, the Strand, The Jubilee bridge, and then ... oh yes ... we got pasties! In the words of my friend Meg, "a pasty is like a hot pocket from heaven." Of course it couldn't last forever and afterwards they hit up the British Museum while I got to go to Orgo Lab (last one!) After that Bio, Wagamama with Nika & Kathleen, now more Bio. Ask me about the kidneys. Or the diferences between boys & girls. I can tell yah.

Ooh, on an interesting sidenote of mum-is-here-and-paying-for-everything, my dad sent me a brief little message to say that his "brother's" (best friend's) son wants to e-mail me about going to NYU for pre-med. Last time I saw a picture of this guy he was fiiiiiiiiine, so I'm hoping that hasn't changed. Also that he's tall. Yeah. That would be good.

Gah! Back to Biology. Wish me luck, the exam is tomorrow at 1.30. PS Wagamama rocks.

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2004-04-19T05:23:00.000-04:00

Mmmm ... yesterday was lovely. Not in the weather sense, though, because it fuckin' poured.

My mother and sister called me at 8.45am to let me know they arrived safely in London and they'd meet me at the Tottenham station at 9.30 which meant I had to get up and get dressed. Picked them up, hugs, Starbucks for my mum's coffee-fix and breakfast for me & Rae. Then Camden Market!!!

I took them to Punky Fish and Cyberdog and I got dim sum. Then they retreated to their hotel to nap. Then we regrouped later and they took me & Nika to dinner at that Italian place on Old Compton. Yummy! I totally <3 limoncello. (sp?)

Last night instead of Bio-ing I watched What Lies Beneath. I saw Alena who was happy to see me alive (this is a SB [spring break] reference from Malaga - you'll get the back story eventually.) This morning in Bio I saw a certain Adrian Frazier himself. I scolded.

I spoke to Erik on the phone Friday night. It's annoying how we keep starting over every time I contact him (like he ever gets in touch with me. Ass.) I also called Drew but since he has money he was going out to dinner with friends so I didn't get to talk to him. Boo to no money. Glad mum is here to pay for everything. Back to Bio ...

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2004-04-17T11:03:00.000-04:00

There is something I hate.

More than Bush. More than the Yankees. More than ANYTHING.

When someone attacks my friends. I have a friend who is a senior in the high school I went to. He is gay. He is open about this. He loves himself and doesn't hide this. He has the respect of teachers and students and parents throughout my home town.

But my home town is one of your typical suburban nightmares: narrow-minded, bigoted, polictal in every aspect. I was too happy to get away from there, leaving behind my suburban social butterfly sister and my homophobic brother.

But I can't really escape it. Not until everyone I know and love is far, far away from there. Not until my good friend doesn't have to deal with someone keying the word "fag" on his car and leaving him to pay to have it fixed with no idea who did it. Only when something like this happens to do I wish I was still at the school. I would be so fucking angry. I would find out who did it. I would kick the shit out of them. Instead all I can do is hope my siblings realize the implications of this hate crime and actually DO something about it.

It has to stop.

2004-04-16T08:09:00.000-04:00

Wow.

I cannot believe that those 2 weeks passed like nothing. Switzerland, France, Spain, Morocco, Spain. I did it all without a hitch. I did it all and became even more poor. I now owe my travel friend Jay like £30. Yah. Not cool. But he did take a million & 2 pictures which he'll burn onto a cd for me so I can let all (2) of my readers experience what I did. Like, for example, skiing in the Swiss Alps, or sunbathing on a beach in the French Riviera, or haggling in a Moroccan medina.

Today, though, is a different story. After catching up on precious internet time which does NOT cost me any money, I will be retreating to the 3rd floor quiet room to drown myself in Biology. I have an exam Wednesday. Yes, it is only 10%, but I'd like to do better than last time (B) because I want to ask Prof. Wells (bio) for a recommendation letter. I also would like to ask Prof. Urch (orgo), but first I'll have to remind him of who I am (he's old and stuff.)

But before worrying myself, I'd like to revel in the shower I had this morning in my own room, in my own bathroom, with a very clean towel, without worrying about privacy because my door was locked, my shades drawn, and my roommate not back yet. I'd also like to revel in the fact that I am wearing a clean shirt and the ring Nika picked up for me in Ireland. Lastly, I'm fondly recalling the fact that I slept in my own bed last night with my own sheets and my own pillows and I woke up to people speaking English below my window.

K, done.

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2004-04-13T18:23:00.000-04:00

So guess what.

I´m in Madrid right now.

I am typing this in Madrid. I don´t think it´s really hit me yet the number of countries I´ve covered in only 2 weeks. Thursday night I fly back "home" to London. Eventually I´ll get all my stories on here, bit by bit, as well as all the pictures you can (or can´t) stomach. But for now I´ll enjoy my tomorrow in Madrid and my Thursday in Toledo.

Buena noche. Hasta mañana. I just like the fact that the ñ key is right here!

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2004-04-01T10:06:00.000-05:00

Before you do anything else with your life, I insist you read this beautifully written piece by my friend Laura at Maybe-Not.

I wanted to forward this to set THE record straight. I don't know why this started, but after reading your conservative propaganda, I felt the need to respond.

I don't doubt that George W. Bush cares very deeply about issues plaguing many Americans today. However, caring deeply and being competent enough to do something constructive about it are two very different things. George W. Bush has, in fact, failed his country and fellows citizens during his time in office.

You claim that some new generation of young people are standing up and are proud of America's rash, bold attempt to fight for the freedom of others around the world ( a freedom that has somehow become our sole responsibility). Being a young person myself, I would like to let you know that you couldn't be more wrong. In fact, the youth of America is outraged that George W. Bush has all but forgotten about the domestic issues plaguing our Divided States of Embarrassment in order to further his international campaign. Not only has he turned his back on us, he has also turned his back on ALL of our allies (with the possible exception of Israel because, really, they have no other allies). As I'm sure you know, we went into war with Iraq without French support (oh and by the way, the French are the reason we have our freedom), without the support of the United Nations (an organization we claim to promote and adhere to yet consistently ignore), and reluctant English support. Furthermore, George W. Bush threatens the freedom of every American citizen as he takes away freedom from those in the Middle East: taking away the sovereignty of one country chips away at the sovereignty of all others. Sure Mr. Bush's administration wants to help the Iraqi people build a government--a government of people he has hand chosen to do his bidding. This is a dangerous president to set.

George W. Bush hand-chose this war because of his own personal connections with the oil industry. I know it's been said before, but it has to be said again: this war was about oil, not George's whole-hearted concern for the people of Iraq. I'm sure you know all about the genocide occurring on the border of Chad, and of course you know about the brutal dictatorship killing thousands in Liberia. Why doesn't George waltz in and save the dying and starving in these countries? Because Chad and Liberia have no natural resources that we can take advantage of.

While George W. Bush continues to ruin our foreign relations, things at home continue to look bleak. You comment that millions of American jobs were lost in the past due to liberal view of freedom and responsibility. This surprises me, as our economy soared to new heights under the Clinton administration. Once Bush took office, it seemed no one could find a job. But it surprises me further that you would make this comment because you surely know that economic up and down swings have little to do with the president. If you have a problem with the economy, you should talk to Alan Greenspan. After all, we all learned in Macroeconomics that tax increases and cuts have little or no effect on the economy as a whole. Surprisingly enough, poor foreign relations have a bigger effect. But I won't launch back into my discussion of foreign policy.

I'm confused as to why you brought up the SuperBowl, because football and boobs have little to do with elections. But since you brought it up, I'll retort. Though I understand the frustration of thousands who sat down with their children to watch the game, I wonder if the outrage was a little misplaced. Every night on television, there is violence, sex, and everything-but-nipple nudity. Then all of a sudden the blurred, microscopic picture of what could have been a nipple (I thought it was a pastey at first) is shown on television for possibly half a second (probably shorter) and everyone freaks out. If it hadn't been for the nipple slip, I'm sure no one would have complained about the gyrating dancing and sexual nature of the performance as a whole. Just think about it.

Back to George. We do want a president that will take the heat and do the right thing for America. As I've previously stated, George has done nothing but the wrong things for America. We need a president who is going to re-focus our domestic efforts and correct the errors of the over-zealous, narrow-minded past president. Bush is nothing more than a war president: he uses military "victory" (if you'd like to call it that) in order to persuade millions that he's doing a good job. He's exploiting the people of Iraq and the victims of 9/11 to further his political goals while he embarrasses his entire country and forgets about domestic issues.

I'm on the ANYONE BUT BUSH campaign, I just wanted to set the record straight about who I support.

Lovely. I really can't put it that well myself. So my mum gave me money and my dad will too so that I can eat on this trip. I have heard "you owe me big time" and "i told you so" numerous times since I arrived in London those fateful 14 weeks ago. Now all I can do is try and de-stress. I have bags unders my eyes, a pounding headache, and a chest cold (STILL.) Liz is here. We'll figure out money/airport issues when I get of the comp.

So I must leave you now, after such a short while. But real life comes before virtual life. Peace out to all my home-ies. If I weren't poor I'd send you all postcards. Instead I'll put pictures online when I return.

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2004-03-31T12:41:00.000-05:00

I think all of Central London was happy today.

Well, except that bitch who wouldn't refund the purchase I made yesterday. LAME. Oh well, it's still a decent travel backpack. The stuff I still have to do includes: book CTM over-night buses in Moroccoo, find bus that gets me to Malaga from La Linea/Algeciras, book trains Zurich to Lucerne, Lucerne to Interlaken, figure out how much money this is all costing me, beg my dad for more money to buy another memory card, get batteries, do laundry, finish orgo lab write-ups, pack, ask Adrian which car service to book to take us home from airport on return flight, schedule meeting place/time for flight out Friday morning, find maps of each place so we can find hostel/train station/airport/bus station/ferry station easier.

And everyone wonders why I'm freaking out, still. At the rate I'm going I'll be lucky to have $100 to spend on food, nevermind souveniers. Whatever. I only really want to buy something in Morocco. I'll live. I'll also plead to daddy. Gah ... it's hard to enjoy spring break when I'm still so worried about money. I also wanted to have the roomieandahalf buy me a caladdagh (?) ring when she's in Ireland cuz I lost the one I bought when I went there. And I have to eat tomorrow. And take the tube to Heathrow. LAME!

Adrian, our de-stressing exercise isn't working. Fuck it, I'll just go home & do orgo.

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2004-03-30T05:39:00.000-05:00

The sun is out! I didn't wear my pea coat today. It smells like Spring outside (what little I can smell, anyway.) I'm currently fantasizing an everything bagel with strawberry cream cheese and the orange flavor Vitamin Water.

I went to the free health center on Gower today. The doctor I saw told me to get over-the-counter .5% hydracortizone for the scarily-dermatitis-looking rash behind my knee and this aqueous cream which can be used to wash your fash & body AND to moisturize as a lotion. She says it's the shit. That must be why it costs £18.50.

Yesterday after Orgo I walked down to Piccadilly with Liz & Jay to reserve Eurail trains. We got everything we needed except that the night train coming into Madrid arrives at a different station than our connecting train to Algeciras. So instead we only get a night & half a day in Barcelona and we have to book a hostel for that night in Madrid. Whatever. As long as we get to Morocco on time.

Ok, time to research those ONCF trains and then prep for Orgo Lab. Only 2 labs, 2 recitations, and a 10 minute presentation before break! Wooo!

OH!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL!

Sisterandahalf turns 15 today. That was soph year of HS for me. Very risque.

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2004-03-29T04:21:00.000-05:00

I think I'm going to have a nervous break down.

This works out well with my schedule since my psych class tomorrow at 9am is cancelled. Turns out you have to reserve most trains you take even with the eurail pass. You can't just hop on & off. This presents a problem since I LEAVE FRIDAY.

Not a problem, not a problem, it's ok ... breath. I'll go to STA right after bio ends in an hour & a half. Screw studying for my orgo quiz, I have to fucking travel. I also have to do soooooo much more before I pack my not-yet-purchased backpack & jump on my plane at Heathrow. I have to find out about bus prices and timetables, train reservations for Morocco, currency exchanges, where I have to get my passport stamped, what to avoid, what to definitely see, how to save mucho dinero, what kind of phone card will allow me to call the rents at least once, and just how the fuck I'm going to register when I'm in Madrid/Toldeo.

You see why I need to have a nervous breakdown? I think I'll feel much better. Just as long as I finish the paper for my bio presentation tonight. And finish the orgo lab I never did last week. And succesfully sneak out of the required class. Oh, & I should get those other pictures off my digital camera & get another battery before I leave. And possibly another memory card. Ack! So much money!!!!

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2004-03-27T09:22:00.000-05:00

So I wrote something this morning.

It was a decent length, almost 3 pages front and back in my writing notebook. I once told Erik I'd write a short story with him in it but that turned into a vignette with only me. It was really good, though. It makes me happy to read it. It was 2 quick paragraphs about how I fantasize my summer in the city. Of course in reality I'll be frantically looking for a cheap apartment and worthwhile person to room with while begging the rink to give me as much work as possible because I'll owe my parents whatever they have to lend me for first, last, & security.

But let's not dwell. Johnny Depp is shooting a movie in like zone 3 or 4 or something ridiculous like that which I can only get to by train. Well guess what, world. I'm in debt! So Laura doesn't get to see Johnny Depp. DAMMIT!

Oh! Oh! Oh! Guess what!!! My good buddy Clara is gonna be a camp counselor with me! Woot! I just hope I get lots of money and I can still coach. I love to coach way too much. Hooray for ice!

Ack. 2 people each owe me £27, along with one person owing me £1 and another owing me £4, but i owe someone else £11. Sooo .... uhhh .... math ... I'm owed £48? That's almost $100. Word. I should start charging interest. Alright, I'm going away now. I think i'll make some chicken. Maybe. Or noodles & egg. Ooh, I can't wait to get back to quality chinese & thai & malaysian & japanese & korean food back in manhattan.

::gurgle::

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2004-03-26T09:10:00.000-05:00

Oy ... being sick isn't very fun.

Especially considering I have 2 labs, a quiz, and a bio presentation to get through Mon-Wed before my flight to Zurich a week from today. Also it's stressing me out juuuuust a little bit that I can't remember which hostel I booked in Madrid. For some reason I didn't receive a confirmation email. Or if I did, I didn't save it. Sucks to be me, huh? Shit. I also need to send my advisor my schedule for next semester so I can get it approved because I'll need to register at 2pm on the 14th when I'll be either in Madrid or Toledo. ODD.

Yesterday Camden didn't happen. Instead I watched Interview with the Vampire with Rehanna. Later on in the evening, Brian, myself, and my sisterandahalf engaged in a battle of wits via AIM. And by "wits" I mean "who can say the more random thing and still have a response." I do believe Brian and I kicked that 14 y.o.'s ass. Go older/smarter/broke-r people!

With the remaining £10 I had in my wallet last night I purchased ingredients for fajitas. I could half taste them. Re had my leftovers and said they were ab fab. Dammit! Mansi is in the TV room watching Alias right now! I miss Sydney so hard ... and Jack. And Vaughn! ::drool::

Right. This is sad. But I'm just so bored with sitting in my room, on my bed, reading and blowing my nose and hacking up phlegm. Great way to spend a cold, gray Friday in London. Dammit! C'mon, summer! I have cute tank-tops!

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2004-03-25T08:00:00.000-05:00

It's warm! Well, warmer ...

I'm sick. Again. Still. Whatever. On top of the sneezing/hacking/headaching, yesterday I noticed my sandwich from Marks & Spencer tasted funny. I figured it was somehow related to my hangover. But THEN when later on that evening I was consuming my ICCo pizza, I realized on the second to last piece that I could no longer taste it! Tragedy! I told myself "It's ok, Caplan. You can get through this. You probably just burnt your tongue. Move onto the chocolate ice cream." I proceeded to do this but to no avail. I could barely detect the crunchy honeycomb pieces in my expensive ice cream (Damn Brits.)

So to cure my shittiness, I went to TopShop. This is where I would like to live. Two floors of women's clothing including undies, bathing suits, and shoes. A floor of accesories and also a Men's clothing floor. I know I'm in love. The best cure for the common cold, in my opinion, is shopping. Even when you can't really afford it. Even if you're using the $75 dollars left in your account which is supposed to be for food. But it's ok! Don't worry! Students have a 10% discount! And I gave myself a five-finger-discount on a little bracelet as well.

Purchases: Union Jack thong (a must, which oddly enough took me 2 months to buy), bright blue girl boxers (ok, fine, I'll admit my underwear fetish), and a red t-shirt w/ a little England flag on the right boob. I'm waiting til my mum & sister get here before I go back to the big purchases. Oooh, they had these jackets .... mm!

Ok, that's enough. Rehanna is getting off of work study now and we'll go pick up Raluka and head up to Camden. Damn! I love Camden so hard!

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2004-03-23T15:32:00.000-05:00

Gah! I am a procrastinator and a half!

My 1500 word biology paper on the adaptations, characteristics, and phylogeny of plants in temperate and tropical biomes is due tomorrow at 1.30pm. I have 864 words and 3 sources. I have no idea what I'm talking about. I'm also trying to have a conversation with Jimmy but that isn't working. Jimmy + AIM = very few words. Whatever. He's hotter in person.

Handed in my Developmental Psych paper today. I think he likes me. I hope I'll get an A. If not, I'm sure I'll kickass on the final. Orgo Lab blew this afternoon. We weren't going to finish anyway and then the fire alarm went off. LAME. I invented our melting point range and left.

Man I'm hungry. Only thing I ate today was noodle & egg for breakfast/lunch at 10.30 and now it's way later. 10 hours later. I want to go to Wagamama. It's this great asian chain restaurant. It's a little on the expensive side, but we have a rule at NYUL: when purchasing food, pretend it's a $ in front of the price. Instead I'll probably finish a little after 11 (sorry Adrian, no Ghetto Club tonight) and make myself a sandwich at home. LAME!

Also lame is the fact that my work is under new management so I don't get my old job back. Instead of making $1000+ a week I'll be making $700+ a week. GRRR! stupid new management. Give me money!!! The kids like me and respect me, you fuckers! I know them all! I'd like to see who the fuck you put in charge. No where as good as me. Psh.

Okay, Bio.

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2004-03-22T14:17:00.000-05:00

Teehee! Don't you love it when something just makes you giggle?

I just found out that my BFF Drew is 4 months younger than me! I thought he was 8 months older. WEIRD! So I'm currently skipping the NYU in London required class after having my RA sign me in. I have to edit a paper due tomorrow and start another due Wednesday. Had my Orgo exam today and it blew. Page 5? What? You mean I wasn't supposed to leave that blank? So during the break like half the class went to ULU (University of London Union) to get a pint at the Duck & Dive. I had 2 smirnoff ice & an extremely fattening quesadilla. Then I realized the male bartender was American. Then we lost a pound to a gambling machine.

Crap! I was supposed to email someone ... about something ... dammit, what was it? Oh well.

Anyway, we ended up not going back for the second half of class (me, Adrian, Meg, & Maeve.) In other news, Drew still hasn't figured out how to call nor has Erik even bothered to contact me online. Feel the love. At least Drew is trying ...

"With our staunch determination and ferocious iron will, no tyranny will quell us in our task."

Political kinda guy. Go figure.

later days.

2004-03-21T07:14:00.000-05:00

It's trying so hard to be Spring outside today!

The sun is actually out and it's not below 50.

So last night around 10.30, 11, my friend Rehanna decides our orgo break should consist of us taking a walk. So I strap on my freshly washed jeans, my kicks, and my favorite courd jacket and we end up walking to the Trocadero, this huge mall/arcade/movie theater/bowling alley/sports bar/pool hall type deal next to Leceister Sq. We got candy and played air hockey. 'Twas fun.

Rachel (sisterandahalf) sent me two pictures of the boy she's drooling over. One is of him smiling (nice smile, even if he does look like a 13 y.o. to me at 17) and in the other his shirt is off & he's holding a bottle of vodka. Funny thing, considering how straight edge my 14 y.o. sister is. Anyway, good pick, Rae, even if he is a pothead who drinks. You are now in the state I was in 7th/8th grade, the obsessing over pictures and screen names. Soon you will move onto groping at school dances, assuming your alcohol laden breath gets past the cops at the door, and drunken house parties. Well, maybe not you, but if he's drunk, remember my advice - making out & funny pictures after he passes out. That's my girl.

Now back to chapters 21 & 22. Crap! All this typing about drinking and making out has distracted me! Must ... go ... party ... must ... make out ... with strangers ... must ... get ... trashed!

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2004-03-20T08:33:00.000-05:00

I'm convinced that you can only focus on something for an hour at a time.

Not only are classes here in London structured around this belief, but after Orgo-ing for a while I found myself unable to focus any longer. I checked my phone clock and voila! It had been almost exactly an hour. So now, for my break, instead of getting food because I had 4 pieces of buttered toast this morning, I'm going to do a stupid thing I found on a friend's live journal. It's kind of along the lines of "never have i ever." You X all those that apply to you.

(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN DRUNK
(_) I NEVER HAVE SMOKED POT
(_) I NEVER HAVE KISSED A MEMBER OF THE OPPOSITE SEX
(_) I NEVER HAVE KISSED A MEMBER OF THE SAME SEX
(_) I NEVER CRASHED INTO SOMEONE ELSE'S CAR
(X) I NEVER BEEN TO JAPAN
(_) I NEVER RODE IN A TAXI
(X) I NEVER HAD ANAL SEX
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN IN LOVE
(X) I NEVER HAD SEX
(X) I NEVER HAVE HAD SEX IN PUBLIC
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN DUMPED
(_) I NEVER SHOPLIFTED
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN FIRED
(X) I NEVER BEEN IN A FIST FIGHT
(X) I NEVER HAD A THREESOME
(_) I NEVER SNUCK OUT OF MY PARENT'S HOUSE
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN TIED UP (SEXUALLY)
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN CAUGHT MASTURBATING
(X) I NEVER PISSED ON MYSELF
(X) I NEVER HAD SEX WITH A MEMBER OF THE SAME SEX
(X) I NEVER HAD SEX WITH A MEMBER OF THE OPPOSITE SEX
(X) I NEVER BEEN ARRESTED
(_) I NEVER MADE OUT WITH A STRANGER
(_) I NEVER STOLE SOMETHING FROM MY JOB
(X) I NEVER CELEBRATED NEW YEARS IN TIME SQUARE
(_) I NEVER WENT ON A BLIND DATE
(_) I NEVER LIED TO A FRIEND
(_) I NEVER HAD A CRUSH ON A TEACHER
(X) I NEVER CELEBRATED MARDI-GRAS IN NEW ORLEANS
(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN TO EUROPE
(_) I NEVER SKIPPED SCHOOL
(X) I NEVER SLEPT WITH A CO-WORKER
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN FISTED AND/OR HAVE NEVER FISTED ANYONE
(_) I NEVER HAVE THROWN UP IN A BAR
(X) I NEVER HAVE PURPOSELY SET A PART OF MYSELF ON FIRE
(_) I NEVER HAVE EATEN SUSHI
(X) I NEVER HAVE BEEN SNOWBOARDING
(_) I NEVER HAVE BEEN HAPPY WITH MYSELF
(X) I NEVER HAD SEX AT A FRIEND'S HOUSE WHILE THEY WERE THROWING A PARTY
(X) I HAVE NEVER HAD SEX IN A DRESSING ROOM
(X) I HAVE NEVER GIVEN ORAL SEX
(X) I NEVER CHEATED ON MY BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND
(_) I NEVER SEE THE GOOD SIDES OF THINGS.
(_) I NEVER FLASHED ANYONE.
(X) I NEVER LEGALLY PURCHASED PORNOGRAPHY
(_) I HAVE NEVER FLOWN ON AN AIRPLANE

Yeah, I'm boring, what did you expect? I have a weblog.

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2004-03-19T07:25:00.000-05:00

Two ... er, three things.

1. So my HTML is rusty. I want a vertical line to seperate my links from my blog so that your cursor doesn't go all link-y when on the same line as the links. Help?

2. Drew (one of my BFFs) got his first tattoo! I'm so proud! It looks so good. As soon as I remember how to HTML a picture I'll put it right here:

3. Last night I saw Kill Bill Volume 1 again. It was at this cheap-ass theater in Leceister Sq. for only £4. It was probably cheap because it's the most stupidly constructed theater ever. Don't go here if you're under 5'5", like my girl Rehanna. Afterwards we ran into Nima & Brian at Tesco (grocery store) and decided to cook a midnight dinner in Brian's single. Re made chicken & veggies w/ rice (it was wicked good) and afterwards she made sponge cake.

Oh, did I mention that Brian has a SNES emulator on his laptop? So hard! I played Megaman X for a while but I sucked cuz it's been a really long time (a decade) since that game so I opted for FFII which I played for 2 hours. It was hot. I really missed those characters. Stupid Squaresoft had to go make shit for Playstation ... grr.

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2004-03-18T10:34:00.000-05:00

I'm ready to kill someone.

I've been waiting extremely impatiently for NYX #4 to be released. Issue #3 was released in December, so we all figured issue #4 would be released in January. No dice, we were forced to wait til February 4th. (Oh, when I say we I mean fellow comic book geeks and myself.) Then come the 4th, no NYX! It's release date was pushed back to the fucking 17th of March! Finally that day was yesterday. And guess what. NO NYX! Argh!

On the upside the next Y graphic novel was released but of course it's wicked expensive here so I have to wait another 2 months to purchase it. Boo to that.

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2004-03-17T05:48:00.000-05:00

Woo! St. Patty's day like what.

Saw British Les Mis last night. It was pretty damn good. Jean Val Jean's range was mind-blowing, Javier (sp?) was perfect, Eponine really belted that shit out, Marius could've been better, Cosette was typical falsetto chick, young Cosette was kickass, Gavrosh (sp?) was annoying, Fonteine (sp?) was ok.

Afterwards, since it was Kelly's birthday and all, we went to The Sport's Cafe for a couple hours. For anyone state-side now who ever goes to London, this is the bar all the Americans go to. Word.

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2004-03-16T07:34:00.000-05:00

So last night on AIM my sister proved to me that she is, in fact, my sister.

We were discussing her recent weekend ski-trip which included her, 2 girlfriends, and 28 junior boys (she's a freshman, our brother's a junior.) According to her the hottest and second hottest guys in high school were on the trip and were super nice to her even though they both are pot-heads. I asked for pics, seeing as she now has a digital camera, but she said it was too tricky and the only shot she has is an accidental one of her friends head & one hottie's torso. Then she proceeded to type:

Sister: ... I wish his face was in the picture
Sister: or at least his crotch

I couldn't be any prouder!

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2004-03-15T14:38:00.000-05:00

Ack!

I swear I have a good reason for posting again so soon.

This may be old news to you but being in London, computer-less, TV-less, radio-less, I'm completely out of the loop despite being 5 hours ahead.

Joss Whedon is writing a brand new X-Men title!!! eee!!! It's gonna to be The Astonishing X-Men, totally reviving Xavier's original 5 and it's gonna to be HOT! I am sooooo freaking pumped for this! Of course it won't be released until late May, when I'm back in the states, so that's good for my wallet but bad for every other part of me (yes, my wallet is a part of me, deal.)

Ok, I just completely nerded out. I need to breath for a moment. On the upside the next issue of NYX is finally coming out this Wednesday after the release date got pushed back 5 fucking weeks. Word. Ok, I'm done.

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2004-03-15T13:33:00.000-05:00

Ooh! Brand new blogging device! Why? I'm sick of xanga and wasn't interested in Livejournal and can't afford a real webpage yet. Gimme a couple months, mmk?

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PS real blog eventually
PPS who wants to help me HTML and make this look all pretty & stuff? If you're offering, email me at lcc246@nyu.edu. Please, no more stalkers. I have 2 already.