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2/9/03, cont'd...-- It's the age of Aquarius...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANITA!! It's Anita's birthday today. The youngest Brown is now 15 years old! So I kind of have a job now. I am now dog-sitting for this cute couple that lives on 37th. They were really nervous about finding a dogsitter cause their biggest dog, a Mastiff-Retriever mix (HUUUUUGE), is really protective and selective about who he allows in the apartment, but he loved me and adapted to me instantly. Woo hoo! They are some cute dogs, too. The only problem is she only goes out of town every now and then, so it's not like this is a fixed income. Oh well, it's a start! I have lots of laundry and homework to finish up, so I better get started. Bye bye babies... 2/9/03, 3:19 am-- I'm freaking out.... Oh my GOD, I had the best birthday!!! I wish everyone could have been here, but I had a great time, even without you! First, I slept in and just chiiiiiiilled until Zack came over for King Cake. We ate to our heart's content and then we went up to Silk Road Palace, this crappy little Chinese restaurant on 81st and Amsterdam. We had SO much fun. Then we went down to Cliff Street, Tot and Zack's dorm, and we went to this party that got busted almost as soon as we got there. It was so funny. And then we went to another party that SUUUUUUUUCKED. It was fun though. I got some phone calls from my girls Kimmie and Sharon and a call from my mommy. Now I'm home and I have to go to sleep. So I was reading this girl's away message, and we have the same bday, but she's one year older than me. Yesterday her away message was "one more day till the decade of babies and marriage"--- SHE'S SO RIGHT!!!! I never thought of that, but now I'm freaking out. One more year till I am expected to have a husband and baby(ies) in TEN YEARS!!! I'm trippin'..... And look at my role models-- my own mother got married at 26 and had me when she had just turned 30, in "THE" decade; Jenni got married at 27 or so; Kimmie is already settling down, whether she likes to admit it or not; you know Lexi and Zack are thinking long-termness; and Crystal is already worrying about Bri Bri proposing..... I am just not ready for this stress!!! Sharon is the smart one, with no kids, no ring, no permanent responsibilities..... I thought you were supposed to freak out about 30, not 20!!!! I'm not even 20 yet and I'm freakin'.... Oh well, I better go to bed and just worry about being 19 for now. My last year before I have to worry about the decade of babies and marriage.... I hope I die in 2003, cause I will die of a heart attack if I turn 20. 2/8/03-- MY BDAY!!!! "It's MYYYYYYYYYYYYYY birthday!!!" I am having the greatest birthday. (Except for the fact that my ALL my bestest friends aren't here, just some of them.) We've been celebrating it since last night, but tonight has been SUCH a blast so far. We just went to a TACKY TACKY TACKY chinese restaurant and now we're going to a tacky basketball/frat party at Tot and Zack's dorm, but I can't wait. I have to go now, cause Ellen and Zack are fighting. Later my babies.... thanks for the presents and birthday wishes!! Mwah mwah mwah! 2/6/03-- Ronnie fall down, go BOOM! My heart hurts again, but it's from being a dumbass, not from sadness. We just had a fire alarm, which is actually a "turn your lights off and be quiet" alarm, so Ellen and I did just that. But they always threaten to check your room, so you have to keep an ear out for the door opening and Rita, "the Jew of Death," seeing you with your deer-in-the-headlights look on your face. Anyway, the fire alarm went off and we went about our happy ways. Well, "ears-like-a-bat" Ronnie thought she heard the front door open (it was actually just Erin...), so I started to walk quietly across the room, with those exaggerated steps, y'know? My foot got stuck somewhere, somehow and I went BOOM and just fell onto the floor. I'm talking face-first, no hands, no knees to protect you. Just boom. It was hilarious. Poor little Ellen had her headphones on, as not to miss a second of "Will & Grace," so she heard a boom from the outside world and looked down in time to see me just laying on the floor, laughing hysterically. Since I have no boobs, I hit my chest on the floor, which got my heart beating to a different rhythm, so now my heart hurts again. Oh well. I just can't imagine how funny it would have been if it really was our Hall Manager (who happens to live on our floor) opening our door, and here I am, sprawled out, laughing my butt off. Ellen's suggestion was "You could have just closed your eyes." And what? Act like I got knocked out on the fall? Oh man, that would have made a story...
That was the most exciting moment of my day, I suppose. Same ol', same ol'. It's the weekend-- yay!! Happy birthday to Mommy and Sharon. Good night to everyone else. I'm going to go see Tot's boys playing bball and then it's off to "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days" tomorrow. Fun fun fun!! Peace out....
West Wing is on in a little while. Tomorrow is my mommy and Sharon's birthday. I'd wish them happy birthday on my wonderful site, but they won't even read this tomorrow, so it doesn't matter.
For once, I wish I was in Nevada. I'm so sad. And boring. Jesus, how boring am I?
That's all for tonight, kiddies....
wondergurl 007 (10:48:41 PM): what/
jennilei55 (10:48:51 PM): Corki died today
wondergurl 007 (10:48:55 PM): oh my god
jennilei55 (10:49:05 PM): thats what i thought
wondergurl 007 (10:49:10 PM): from what?
wondergurl 007 (10:49:24 PM): i'm sorry
jennilei55 (10:49:30 PM): I told JF " I don't know how I am going to tell V
wondergurl 007 (10:49:39 PM): she's on my wallpaper!!!
jennilei55 (10:49:50 PM): she was old and had heart failure, kidney failure
wondergurl 007 (10:49:59 PM): but....
jennilei55 (10:50:02 PM): leave her there, cuz that is all that is left
wondergurl 007 (10:50:17 PM): i'm really sorry jenni
jennilei55 (10:50:33 PM): so she went to the vet because she was very sick last night and while there she died.
jennilei55 (10:50:40 PM): that was my princess dos
jennilei55 (10:50:42 PM): dog
wondergurl 007 (10:51:38 PM): i can never come to your house again, sorry
jennilei55 (10:51:52 PM): why, JF and I are still alive and Red
wondergurl 007 (10:52:03 PM): yeah, but corki was the real reason i came over there
jennilei55 (10:52:19 PM): now you will have to have another reason
jennilei55 (10:54:51 PM): that was very hard, I am glad you were not here, JF would have had two sobbing women to deal with
wondergurl 007 (10:55:13 PM): poor guy. poor you. i'm really sorry jenni. she was the greatest dog
jennilei55 (10:55:39 PM): thank you
thanks for being there, ellen.
on a lighter side...
I have to put up a picture of Jenni, cause the rest of her family is up here (except for the boys. boys are gross) and I don't want to play favorites. Plus, now Keith has something to throw darts at. You, too, can have your picture on the internet, if you send me one. Oh-- if Anita or Jonathan is reading this, I need to know how to make a whole new page, cause I need one for pictures. Mainly for Corki's picture, cause she's so cute (Angela Soto will second that emotion)...
(see picture archive)
This is my Jenni Lei. It's a little scary cause my batteries were dying in my camera, but now she has something to look at when she comes here. And if Jenni can bother to sign my guestbook, so can you.
Okie doke, I have the weight of the solar system and the media on my shoulders and snickerdoodles on the brain, so I have to go.
See ya.
Ok so this morning I'm sleeping in my Nyquil-induced coma, happy as can be, when at 4:45 I hear this very loud ERRR ERRR ERRR ERRR. It's our fire alarm. I just lie in bed for a second thinking peacefully, "Is this really happening? It's still dark outside. What is going on?" Right then, Ellen wakes up and groggily says, "Ronnie, is that the fire alarm? Is this for real?" We both got up and began to get fire drill apparel on. Easy enough for Ellen, but I am useless when I first wake up, so I wander aimlessly around the room, not even knowing what I am really looking for. The alarm goes off and I try to crawl back into bed. I start getting under the covers and tell my bed, "I'm sorry I ever left you my little bab--" "ERRR ERRR ERRR ERRR." I was FURIOUS. Ellen and I were like "Are they serious?" I finally got my coat and shoes on and Ellen realizes I don't have my NYU ID. If you don't have it, you are the last one to come back into the building because they have to "verify" that you live here. So, I rushed back into the flames-- oh wait, there WAS NO FIRE-- so I rushed back into my cold room and found my ID and proceeded to go down the narrow 13 flights of stairs with 400 other kids. It took us about 10 or 15 minutes to actually get downstairs, where we are herded like cattle into groups on the street. The fire trucks left around 5:30 and then we were herded into the lunchroom, where the max. capacity is 380 and there was about 500 kids in there, which would have been ANOTHER reason to call the fire department. Once they set us free, the f-ing elevators didn't even work, so we had to hike up the same exact stairs that we just hiked down. We got back into our room at around 6 am and went back to bed. The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, mainly cause I was so stoned off of my Nyquil from the night before.
Well, I have a rendevous at Cliff Street that I must attend, so goodbye my babies. Talk to you later.
Today is Carli Elena's 5th birthday. Isn't my baby so cute? (see picture archive)
Anyway, today was a poop day. I got sick from kids at work/volunteering(?). It didn't hit me till like 10 or 11 this morning, but I think I'm over it now. But let me tell you, it was a miserable 12 hours.
So Keith lost a big chunk of his school money today, which I can't help but to think is partly my fault for keeping him so active over the summer. (you have sick minds...) But he worked everything out(?).... let's leave it at he's working everything out. He has to get a job and he relinquished his plane tickets to New York :(. So, it's me and Ang taking on New York. Lord help us....
I'm sorry my life is so uneventful. West Wing wasn't on tonight, that made me mad. I need an idea for a new quiz cause the "Spring Break" one isn't so hot now. Now it really is a fantasy book....
See ya...
New poll. Smoky eyes. Didn't watch the State of the Union, due to new episode of Smallville, but that's ok cause it was taped by the lovely Zack Ford. I have to go to bed soon so I can be bright-eyed and bushy tailed for the little babies tomorrow morning.
peace out homies....
Another Brown has a website now, so go check out an odd batch of calamity. It's not as cheerful as her sister's (Anita of Table Scraps fame), but her artwork is kickin. Don't mind the imaginary creatures... Get over there, click the click, vote the vote. It's some good she-it.
Anywho, (Cmon T.J. I ain't got all day....) I've I got some homework calling my name. If you get around to it and have the kind of time I pretend to have, im greaseswabber and tell him to update his stuff. Gracias. Oh and if I have been grumpy for the past couple of days, it's because there Anita's been in New Hampshire or something and alas, there has been no updates to Table Scraps, but you should already know that because you look at it everyday....
Ok, peace out homies... I can't sleep, mainly due to the fact that I took a big nap at Tot's earlier. Damn naps. I don't have anything to say; still recuperating from Friday night and earlier today...
For all my non-Nevada and Texas friends, this is what a cowboy looks like. You don't know what you're missing. (They're a little more appealing when they're younger.) If Kimmie was online, she'd know what I'm talking about...
(see picture archive)
And aren't Savannah and Kayla cute? They're so precious...
Anyway, I have to go to bed. I'm gonna try, at least. Nothing new on the job front. Oh well, there's always Dancing Bananas to keep me happy...
See ya...
Anyway, see what I get for making Lexi happy? I get called gay in my own guestbook. Making Lexi happy gets you nowhere....
But look how excited she gets:
bulletjuntao3: oh my god i'm on the net!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that is so so so so so so SO SO COOL
Auto response from wondergurl 007: the sooner you fall behind, the more time you have to catch up....
bulletjuntao3: i feel so excited, i feel like shauna when she visitied you in new york last year
bulletjuntao3: I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M ON THE NET
bulletjuntao3: THAT IS SO SO COOL
bulletjuntao3: i hope taht people jerk off to this picture of me
bulletjuntao3: i mean-------i never take good pictures, but i hope that the y do it anyway
bulletjuntao3: ok well thanks for including me in your webiste-----i am happy
bulletjuntao3: GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
bulletjuntao3: like tupac see? she's like a happy little puppy with a bone....
1/23/03-- I LOVE LEXI
(see picture archive)
Have I told you about my one of my best friends, Lexi? She is just the best girl in the world. Not only does she have the voice of an angel, she also makes me laugh and she's the one person that I can relate to when I talk about my world of blunts, 40s, and bitches. (It's not easy being a straight-up G like us.)I have to devote something to her that she can see to prove my love and loyalty to her, even though I'm writing A WHOLE WRITING THE ESSAY THING ABOUT HER. But no, she likes instant gratification, even though she tells me CRAP about her Bahamas trip, which is a little fishy. Now I have to leave you and go IM her so she'll stop whining about THAT. bye bye.
It's SO cold here, I can't take it. Seriously. It's going to be a HIGH, yes a HIGH of 17, and just when you were going to tell me to stop complaining about the temperatures when there are little eskimos in Alaska surviving O degrees, the wind chill (with our high of 17 degrees) is expected to be below zero. As in NOTHING. As in it's so cold you can't even measure it. If I wanted to be a polar bear,
I would have signed up for that class, dammit.
Ok, so what punk(s) voted that they felt no need to look at Anita's site? I mean, you can bother to check up on my site, yet can't bother to look at Table Scraps? It's the only reason you're reading this right now. She's only 14, people. Check it out, it's tight. And, you obviously have so much to do otherwise, considering you're still reading this after I have already insulted you. So go. P.S.-- I like my roommates a lot now. (Don't tell Lex.) Not that I ever didn't like them, but I was indifferent to them till I got to know them. Hmm... hope it's mutual now that I think about it.
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