The Little Things

Hey chicken mcnukks..whats going on? It's been a busy few days recently so i havent had a chance to keep u guys updated, but im making significant time now, so deal. lol.

Um whats new? Well a couple of nites ago my plans of going to a party fell through and i decided to go to bed early..or so i thought...it turns out i had one of the roughesht nite sleeps of my life. I usually have trouble sleeping- i toss and turn a lot when i sleep and sometyimes i take more time trying to fall asleep then i do actually sleeping..but usually when i sleep- im out no bad dreams and no piss breaks- im out like a light...but not that nite...i had a wierd dream with some1 climbing into my house and then into my room and pretty much just watching me sleep... it was a guy with cut off sleeves too which makes it 10 times creepier... it made me feel so uneasy and i woke up all friggen paranoid..then i went to sleep again and was awoken by a phone call slightly after 4 in the morning about my brother being in a car accident...he's fine..the car on the other hand isnt but thats life i guess... (its a complicated story and 1 i dont like talking about so thats it on that topic) so it was hard to get back to sleep after that.

I shaved my head recently.. i've done it every summer for the past 3 years so its not really a fashion thing as it is tradition. If u never seen me bald, well u havent seen me without a hat lol. But i kinda look like an anorexic Butterbean...i dunno why but i kind of like it. The only thing that sux is the timing. i've been sending out resumes like a mad man and if i ever get called for a good job i'll have to go looking like a deflated Goldberg.

Today i saw a midget and as is customary when seeing a little person i stared until i couldnt stare anymore (he walked away)..and dont act like u wouldnt do the same thing...there is just something about these little batards that make u gawk in awe..its like a car wreck- u know u shouldnt be looking, but when u see it... ur eyes light up like christmas trees and u watch with eager anticipation for every sickening second. The image of this little guy stuck in my head all day, and brought me oodles of joy... i had visions of him acting as a bouncer at a club.... and then in an intense basketball game and then i found these bad boys...im sick i know but is there something funny about the link that says "view larger" or is that just me? And i know i said i'd never date a little person but check out that chick mini-golfing..not too shabby. good things do come in small packages.

I feel bad for this kid eric. I went to high school with him, i worked with him and i even had a class with him at hofstra.. We both graduated together and he invited me to go to his graduation party like a month and a half ago but i couldnt b/c i had class the next day. So just today he IM's me and asks me to go to his party this sunday and i accepted cuz i had nothing else going on plus my friend jim was going so i thought id go. Well it turns out that my work party ( i know its gay but i promised bert i'd go) has been moved to this weekend (in my favor cuz we are going to mountain creek next sun) and now i have to cancel on eric again!!! He's not the coolest kid in the world and he'd tell u that himself..but he is a really nice guy and i feel bad canceling..so i havent done it yet but i know i have to.

A new show starts tonite on FX at 10 pm and i couldnt be more excited.. My favorite shows are on Hbo and Fx so if it even looks remotely interesting to me i'll give it a whirl. Which says a lot about 6 feet under, the comeback and deadwood- but they mite be good..who knows?

Food and Drinks

I'm gonna hit u with a quickie hit, just to update y'all on the wedding and shit.

The wedding was excellent. It was a busy friggen day from start to finish but the time actually flew by. We got to the church at about 3:15ish and did a quick little rehersal before the peeps came. At the moment of truth i wasnt nervous at all...ehh maybe a little bit but i think i did a pretty good job. Not that its hard friggen work walking down the aisle and forcing a smile but i think i did ok. After the church we hopped in the limo, with the AC cranked as high as it could go and it was off to the Carlton for pictures and food!! Let me tell ya, a man can get used to the kind of treatment- food and drinks were everywhere and coincidentally so was i. When the camera stopped shotting i was either at the bar or looking for the nearest bus boy. Great food at the cocktail hour!!! and what was even greater, once we got upstairs in our own private quaters...there was more food!!! It was a beautiful thing!! After the cocktail hour it was time for us to be announced to appear on the dance floor. One by one all the wedding party people were announced and we danced out like the drunken idiots we were..oh yeha i was def buzzed there wasnt anything else that could have me open to the idea of dancing. So we danced out and then i danced with my mom for 1 song then it was off to the table. I sat next to the groom's sister Dina and at the risk of sounding gay- she was an abosolute delight. I had a good converstation with her the whole night, she kept it flowing well. Occasionally I glanced over at her b/f and wondered if he realized how lucky he was. i'm not saying she was gorgeous buttttttttttttttttt she def. was pretty and her personality made up for any defaults she may have had. She was exactly my type, the sterotypical sweet and funny girl that occasionally pops up into ur life and makes u wish u had a chance. Atleast thats been a running storyline in the endless snoozefest called my life. My brothers g/f asked me the other day whats ur type- and i said i dont really have 1. I dont limit my options to just  leggy blonds with mellons the size of, well mellons. No, the only thing im looking for is some1 with personality..so much personality it makes up for my lack of it. Anyway, back to the friggen wedding. The rest of the wedding went well- the venue was too stuffy though i think the AC had to be broken or something cuz it was too much to handle at times. Another slight criticism was the loudness of the band- i always seem to get hedaches at weddings i guess cuz im the oldest 22 year old in the world but i just think they can keep down a notch. All and all i had a great time and i didnt want the night to end and this is coming from some1 who hated weddings a year ago.

The night of the wedding was also the night of my good friend mike's birthday so a lot of people went to fridays to celebrate that nite. I felt bad i missed it so i wanted to try and make it up to him. We (me, bert, brad and gina) decided we all go out to a bar in mike's honor. We originally went to boss crokers and it was deader than elvis in there, u'd figure a sat nite would be jumping- but no sir that wasnt the case at all. So we had a drink and then we decided to leave....actually it was more like we were forced out but whatever, we left. We then went to a massapequa bar (that shall remain nameless for multiple reasons: 1- i forgot the name, 2- i dont want to see any of u there) and it was much better. Lots of people that i didnt know and no1 there to bother us/kick us out. Mike and his sister came and we had a great time with drinks and food- it was awesome untill bert got on his horn squashed the fun. He told people from work where we were and it kind of put a damper on things. I like to see coworkers from time to time but when celebrating a friends b-day its not right to go and talk to those people and leave the guest of honor- u know? i didnt like the fact that they came at all but whatever we stayed about 20 mins with them and then we decided to call it a nite.

Gettin Hitched, Bitch

NO, NO, NO, NOT ME, obviously! There isnt a woman in her right mind that would marry me, which gives me a great idea- on sat i'll be heading to the psych ward with love in my eyes and a ring in my hand. But on a serious note, my cousin Phyllis is getting married!!!!! 

Ok, lets dive right in today..

Yesterday was the wedding rehersal dinner for my cousin phyllis and her soon to be husband richie.  I'll be walking down the aisle with the groom's brothers wife (got that?) as well as my cousin (by marriage) Dom. It's 2 guys for every girl. I'm not really nervous yet but as with everything i'll probably get nervous a half hour before the actual ceramony and become more figity than a heroine addict with a nervous head twitch. I get nervous when i friggen flush the toilet- i cant imagine what i'll be like when/ if i ever get married. I dont know why i should be nervous tomorrow though- yea i'm walking down the aisle but no1 is looking at me- they are all waiting for the bride. I'm like the blooming onion appetizer before the friggen 24 oz portor house steak..and these people are hardcore canivores. Atleast thats how im looking at it... Anyway the rehersal went down fine- without a hitch..(no pun intended). The dinner was good too. We went to thom thom's, its a local restaurant in wantagh...the food was ok- i got the skirt steak (sweet irony). I also received a gift from the bride and groom and it was pretty good 1 at that. First let me just say that it is an honor to be picked as part of the wedding party. I feel as if i should have gotten them a gift (besides the monetary 1 they'll receive). But yeah thay got all the guys the same gift, I know its hard to get a gift for every1, so they opted to get a nice humidor for the guys and some jewelery for the chix. I'm not a cigar man but the box is so nice it really can be used for anything, plus its got my initials engraved on it...i like it a lot. I really like just telling people i got a humidor..it sounds cool, humidor lol. Soooooooooo the wedding is tomorrow and i'll be out and about all day starting at 1:30..so dont call me- which im sure no1 will anyway but theres kind of a story to that....Lets just hope it doens rain like the dickens tomorrow as huricane or tropical storm dennis arrives or maybeits huricane iris- i dont know but i hope its nice up until like 8 then i dont care if ti pours. 

Back to what i eluded to earlier, i feel a sort of divide happening amungst my friends, myself included. I could be going crazy here and i hope to god that i am, but i feel as if there is a shift going on and some people are being brushed aside. Now there always was little cliques within our clique and certain people would call people and certain people wouldnt call people but we always were friends no matter who called who. I remember when my friends jimmy and mike were having their differences, i did everything in my power to try and get them back together agin and i had some success but eventually they did go their seperate ways..sort of. But now im not even going to try to stop it cuz somehow i feel as if im in the middle of it all. It seems to me, and again this is through my eyes which are in deep need of new corrective lenses, that tribal lines seem to be breaking and friends are turning into more of acquaintances and its kinda sad really. I have always held my friends in the highest reguard and if there is 1 thing that i truely i love it's wrerslting lol. but if there is two- it would be my friends and wreslting  (sometimes friends even more so than wrestling) And its border line tragic that people would make plans, or not ivite other people that they consider to be friends or make plans that seem to be done out of spite for another person, or even not help a friend at all in order to prove a point. I'm not perfect nor do i claim to be but i feel as if everytime i have done something wrong- i try and resolve it- i also feel as if other people dont share that philosophy. Now this will prob. all blow over cuz this sort of thing happens with friends but we have always been so close i feel this is kind of new ground. i guess thats all i really wanted say about that right now.

I dont know who reads this thing, or why any1 would, but its my boyn Mike's birthday today, so Sim if ur 1 of the few that reads this drivel- happy birthday man- lets go out on sat night and celebrate!

The Yanks, aka my American Heros  had a kick ass victory tonite- battling back constantly to beat the villans of baseball known as the boston red sox. Whats even sweeter is that Arod hit an A-Bomb of the sinister 1 himeself curt the squirt schilling. GOOD GAME!

I got a raise today- im so exited about it- i wasnt even gonna ask for 1 cuz i felt like i was gonna leave in a month or so anyway but i looked at my pay check and there she was!!! Its only a 50 cent raise but it was nice to see. I'm not gonna wanna leave that place..eh once i get offered some mucho dinero it will be adios amigos el saf-t-swimos.

You know what i hate: when people dont believe me. Like at work. People ask to schedule a class for a certain day and i say "nope nothings available" and then they say "really?" like im putting 1 over on them and when they leave i'l have a friggen big hardy laugh about it and tell all my co-workers how i really got mrs. hellobowitz (made up name) good today. Why is it so hard to believe me. I'm not gonna turn around and go, gotcha! or say -u know what- i did find something- i wouldnt have found it unless u said "really" in such an astounded voice. Believe me- i know what im doing.

Aight i got a big day coming up in less than 24 .. no check that, holy crizap less than 10 hrs so i gotta get some sleep. talk to u naggers soon.

Making a Splash

Nothing screams fun and excitement quite like a waterpark..and what better place to get the S-O-X started than splish spash. The day started off well... i was up at about 7:45, which is kinda funny cuz im supposed to wake up early for work on saterdays but that never seems to work out but yesterday my head shot of the pillow in a fit of joy. Usually i'm smacking the snooze button every ten miutes like a pimp smackin his hoes.  Its wierd how when u wanna wake up for something- ur able to. Anyway we (brad, scott, bert, and me) got some bagles and started cruising..we saw a liscence plate that read "havin fun" and thats exactly what we intended to do. We f'd around all day just crackin jokes and doing stupid stuff. Key notes of the trip included: sun tan lotion wars, bert getting a black eye, and a life guard threatening to kick our asses, "seriously" lol. Ahhh good times.

We (bert, brad, and my favorite lady Gina) also hit up the bar  that nite (i dont wanna say the name of it  for fear of seeing people we know there), but it was a nice little quaint bar. Quick service and roomy as well...i guess its cuz we were the only ones in there!! But it was a rebel's delight- and that's prob. why i enjoyed it so much. Another reason it was so good was b/c of the group that went. Me and bert are always game to go to the bars and stuff and mike too for that matter but it def. gets more fun when more people come. And it was an added bonus that gina came cuz i was under the impression she was anti-drinking. So hopefully we get to do it agin sometime.After that it was off to berts house to chill. We had a couple more drinks and just chatted. it was a good ending to a great (but long) day.

My summer classes ended on thursday and i did pretty well. I got a 91 on both the mid-term and the final and i had to do a final presentation on thurs and i nailed that. So im pretty confident i got an A (or in the A family) which would be a nice little GPA boost. I'm gonna miss my professor though- i had him for 3 classes and he is a short yet delightful fat man. Hes a good hearted guy who loves the ladies although he hasn't had much success..he also takes care of his mother, who has alzheimers, he has bad knees and battles diabeties. if i was a film maker i'd make a heart warming, made for tv movie about his life.

I got my last class starting on tuesday and im not looking foward to it. I know nothing about the teacher nor the subject of anthropology. I just hope it goes well and im able to get through it. from there its off to get a job or if i cant find anything, ill need to go back to get my masters and hope something opens up from there.

You know what i hate: fiesty puerto rican chicks. Listen, i got nothing against the latinos nor do i have anything against fiesty females- infact that can be attractive, but once these jennifer lopez like wanna-bes start pointing that finger and moving their wrists back and forth like hands on a grandfather clock it kinda pisses me off...not to mention when they say something like "he cant handle my pureto rican actictude". First off its attitude and secondly, if ur so proud of ur heritage go back to ur home land whether its mexico or pureto rico. If your in the US u got to speak english senorita.  Don't like it?, go back to san juan where being a dumb ass isnt only accepted its a requirement. Now this didnt affect me directly- i just heard overheard a chica say that and it bugged me.

My personal opinion: Jessica Simpson's new music video, is hot but the song was better when it wasnt remade. Jessica is as beautiful as she is ditzy and she def has some talent but u couldnt really tell from that song. Willie Nelson's voice can't even be heard. The washing the General Lee in a bikini was also unnecessary but greatly appreciated.

I'm A Failure

In the words of Dave Chapelle, "Good Evening Bitches."  I've been trying to start this 10 page paper since i got home from school but i only got as far as my name. In my own defense i have had a few distractions which have taken up huge gaps of time. I'm going to the computer lab tomorrow though to try and get  focused, i figure there should be nothing there to distract me, but we'll see.

I finally got an e-mail back from my Hofstra friend and lover (although she doesnt know that). She was away in Europe for about a month so thats why she didnt write back. It was good to hear from her and i hope the e-mails continue but  i remain pesamistic. I dont want the same mistake to happen as it did with tara so ill definately try my best to stay close.

The saf-t-swim softball game happend on sat and it was a lot of fun. Our team got our asses kicked but it was more about having a good time then actually winning.  We had a pretty good turnout, i figured it just be 5 people tossing the ball around but we had more than enough people. After the game- i got into a heated arguement with my parents about never bring home- which is complete and utter bullshit. I think I'm home too much. The thing is when i am home im always in the basement or in my room- cuz my dad tends to annoy me on purpose- and who needs that. I am a loner i guess- whatelse can i say.

I'm watching Pulp Fiction right now, GREAT Movie..and speaking of great TV- Rescue Me started up last night and i couldnt be happier. With that on tuesdays and entourage on sundays i now have 2 good shows to look fowards to. They compliment the other days where im watching wrestling or yankee baseball. In a related story... I need a g/f!! The sands of the hour glass are falling rapidly and i'm not getting any younger. My new years resolutuion was in part to find a g/f and i've had less success then the Kansas City Royals this year. The last woman i picked up was Mrs Butterworth when i had my eggo waffles. I dont want to complain and rant about it any longer but its been troubling me for a while and i need to get my ass in gear.

No luck yet on getting a job either- i've put in applications to big companies like Computer associates and of course Con-Ed but i didnt hear anything yet- we'll see what happens.

I've been going to the gym a lot lately to try and tone up my body..its still not looking pretty even after a year at the gym but i see minor improvements which keeps me holding out hope. I wanted to be going to the gym hardcore this summer and i invisioned huge results but again to no avail.  I'm just a complete and utter failure in every sense of the word.

Movie Picks: I didnt get to see Batman returns yet but i did see Mr & Mrs Smith (twice) and i thought it was pretty good. Angelina looks amazing as usual. The flim to see is definately Cinderella Man though- its another sad but good boxing movie. That seems to be the recipe for success. I also saw The longest yard- ehh it was good for what it was but not great. I heard the Perfect Man was a solid chick flick and how can it not be good with such star power as Hilary Duff and Heather Locklear? Movie of the year is still Sin City, followed by Cinderella Man.

Quotables: Earlier today, Michael Jackson's lawyer said that Michael will no longer share a bed with young boys. Which explains why this afternoon, Michael was spotted buying a large hammock

Reunited...& It Feels So Good

This weekend brought back quite a few memmories for me as i saw/spoke to people who i havent had much contact with in the last few years.

Back in the high school days i was friendly with pretty much everyone but my core group of friends remained my buddies through out college and right up until the present (with the exception of 1). I was fortunate enough to have almost all my friends stay local so i didnt have to worry about losing contact with them or even me making new friends. The only friend that moved away was the one that i was probably the closest with at the start of high school. Even senior year we'd go to school together and have a locker right next to each other. He went away to school and I visited him once in Boston, but for the most part we have lost a lot of contact. i really only get to see him like three times a year so whenever hes around i make it a point to see him atleast once (even if i dont feel up to it, or feel like seeing other people) b/c its kind of a big deal for me. So with that all being said, my boy Matt was home and i went over his house friday night. It was nice to see him- he hasnt changed much- the only thing is he was busy entertainging his guests and i didnt really get a chance to have a long chat with him..i did however manage to meet his g/f and let me tell u- shes as sweet as she is beautiful. i'm so happy for him. Shes very friendly and personable which was the opposite of what i was expecting from a girl from the dairy state aka Wisconsin. They are moving in together and probably the start of something great..i'm thinking of heading down to wisconsin myself cuz i havent had much luck here on the east coast.

On Sat. Bert, his older sister leigh and i headed to the nutty irishman for a few drinks. I'm not a club or bar guy really but i like to go somewhere sit down and just chill once and a while and thats what we did. We called up Simeione who is the same way as me and the 3 of us just chilled at a table and had a few drinks. Thats why i like playing poker- its not about winning money- its chillin with the follas.Oridinarily sat night would be card nite but recently the tradtion has stopped and i have found myself watching reruns of cheers on sat nights so when leigh asked me to go i said sure...then i got a call from scott saying that cards was on so i was in a bit of a tough spot but i didnt wanna brake the plans i set.

The real excitement came on sunday night though.. i was on the computer looking up information for my summer class aka pictures of hot chicks, when an old friend signed online. Her name is Tara and i used to work with her at K-mart. I probably mentined her a thousand times on here or if i didnt mention her by name i probably eluded to her. She was without a doubt the best thing that ever happend to me. When i was going out with jen- i would talk to her about things, when my life seemed to be in shambles- she was there to walk me through it. When i had no life- she'd tell me her wild stories and made me envious. She was a best friend and almost always put a smile on my face. But when i broke my wrist things took a turn for the worst as i knew they would. She used to say that we wouldnt lose contact but it was inevitable- she was busy with her life and i was at home recooping and once i finally got well enough to go visit her..things seemed to have changed- i felt like i missed so much and i kind of blamed myself for letting her go. I'm not talking romance here either which may sound strange but shes just one of those people that makes u feel better about urself whenever ur with her so her friendship is vital to me. Anyway i stoped in kmart some nites just to see if she was working and we'd have a little chat but once k-mart closed i knew my days were numbered. She shares a sn with some1 and everytime i'd Im her it wasnt tara- so i stopped Imign her. But last night i saw her sn and i decided to give it a try and when it was her i got so excited. It was like i found my long lost sister- cuz i really missed this girl so so much! We caught up on old times, shes having a baby (shes married..and 4 or 5 years older than me- i forgot to mention that earlier lol)! I felt so happy for her, but at the same time so happy for me- cuz hopefully i can get back a small piece of what i've been missing for years now. I even had a dream about it last night- so im pretty damn happy about it... now if i can only talk to my hofstra chick- i'd be set for life.

So that reunion set the tone for another reunion of sorts...ECW- 1 night stand, it was a PPV reunion of a now defunct wrestling orginaization and let me tell u- i miss that shit. High flying action, chair shots, flaming tables and dives from the blcony were all sights that could have been seen last night as well as a few shot interviews by wrestlers and comentators.. Overall it was phenomenal!

Whats not phenomenal is thatiwent to the beach yesterday and i got friggen toasted. My skin ir redder then the race of a drunkin irish man. My right foot is so burnt that when i stepped in the ocean steam rose up. i have put every type of lotion i have in this house on it and it still burns like a fire at the mirenda house.

but i gotta run- sorry this entry wasnt so exciting for u guys but for me it was very meaningful.

The old days

The summer of excitement has gotten off to a rather slow start but i dont want to call it a disappointment just yet, i still remain optimistic. I know i have set my hopes pretty high for the next few months, i have a nasty habbit of doing things like that, but we'll see how it goes...as for right now there hasnt been a lot to talk about, thats why u have been with out my endless wisdom for a little over week. I just have been so unmotivated to write. Sometimes i would start an entry but i lost interest almost immediately. So if ur reading this i obviously was able to get through an entry without gettin too disgusted with my self- existance.

Ok first things first... i know some people are way too interested in this topic but im going to attempt to be as brief as possible... the prom. Alittle background, i was asked to go to the prom by one of my best friends, thats right i said it.. Bert is one of my best friends, even though i see his backhand more then a tennis player and he says the most mind numbing shit- i stil think hes one of the best friends any1 could ever have...anyway..i was asked to go to this thing and i immediately said yes. Not b/c i desperately wanted to go, but she asked me for whatever reason, shes a pretty girl so im sure she could have gotten some1 else to go with...but she chose me so i accepted..and besides its not like my schedule is that busy with girls asking me out- so whatever i said yes.  I guess i prob should have tried to get out of it cuz i didnt know anyone and i do mean anyone there. I only knew my date and her friend and their is only so much that can be talked about. But whatever i accepted and i went. All in all the night was ok. I tried to be the best date possible, trying to stay smiling and i even danced A LOT....i havent danced since my senior variety show in high school and it wasnt pleasnt and believe me its still just as bad. I always said that i dont go to bars and dance because im white! White people dont dance at clubs- they own the club....Anyway i really hope she had a good time cuz prom is considered to be an everlasting memory, although when i steped foot in the country club i didnt remember seeing half the shit- its the after prom stuff that i still recall. But whatever i hoped she had a good time cuz i def tried to make it enjoyable.

The real story of that night was how old i felt. Now of course being around kids that watch spounge bob square pants is gonna make any non saturday morning cartoon watching college kid feel old, but it was more than that. My personality is the stay at home, watching girls softball on espn2 and lets the good times roll type of guy, im not "Mr. life of the party" by any means- (those days if i ever had them, are longggg gone). So i just felt old..not to mention none of the teachers recognized me and i was about the age of a lot of the new teachers which really freaked me out. Then i saw some pictures and thats when the real depression sunk in. I looked like Mr Clean with a god damn cocaine addiction, standing next to the fountain of youth trying to recapure his glory years. I'm sure i was the source of jokes cuz if i were a senior  i'd be making fun of me too. Anyway it really was an eye opening experience and i realize that i better start lookin at craft-matic adjustable beds cause those days dont appear to be that far off.

Yankees lost again. Its funny how when the mets win the yankees lose and visa verse. Its really becoming an obvious cycle so i guess the real key to the yankees isnt trading giambi or firing the coaching staff but rather beating the shit out of carlos beltran and mike piazza.

I'm still waiting for a grade from last semester. I swear to God this shit should be illegal. I thought all grades had to be in by like 4 days after the final but apparently thats not true. I asked my mkt teacher and he said that there really is no set time when the grades have to be in by. He suggested that we (as if i still maintian contact with my classmates) put pressure on him to post the grades...i dont wanna be that guy who keeps writting emails cuz he mite drop my grade- id rather get up on my soap box and bitch about it here and hope some1 else does my dirty work.

I havent gotten to the gym in almost a week. I plan on going to the gym tomorrow after class- just for abs but i may have to bang out some other body parts cuz ive been slacking so much.- ok this entry got really boring and im drawing blank on what else i wanted to talk about so i'll talk to u all whenever i get the motivation.