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What's a Livejournal? [17 Oct 2011|10:54pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Young Charley Ferrari, you are adorable.

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[13 Dec 2007|10:21am]
[ mood | annoyed ]

So I started looking at apartments yesterday. First apartment I see:

The broker (I'm morally opposed to using a broker to find a rental too, but the apartments are cheaper so it makes up for it) originally described the living room as "romantic". It's romantic because it faces a wall in an alley.

I didn't say "and" or "but". I said "because".

Also, he made sure to point out that "the complexion of the neighborhood is changing, you guys aren't the ones who would get bothered" (!!!). So Illegal.

I miss apartment hunting in Montreal.

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[21 Oct 2007|10:52pm]
[ mood | tired ]

Because of my LJ hiatus you guys probably didn't know that I got into two car accidents. In one week. Seriously, I rear ended two people in a row.

Well, my car is running again! Here's how ghetto it is now: the battery was damaged, so I have to jump start it anytime I want to start it. Luckily I have a battery pack that does that, but still, I need to open the hood every time I want to start it.

Oh, and opening the hood means undoing the belt that holds it down now.

I like to keep it classy.

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[18 Apr 2007|08:04pm]
There's something you all should know about me:

On the subway platform today, there was this really hot guy pacing in front of me and having a nice little conversation with himself and I have to admit, the fact that he was batshit insane was definitely a turn on for me.

Speaking about talking to yourself, I got a bluetooth headset for my vonage V phone. I think it's amazing, and yes, I'm one of THOSE people now.
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[15 Apr 2007|07:20pm]
Just wanted to make one thing clear.

First, we had TV. Then we decided that wasn't real enough, and made reality TV. Then we decided that wasn't exciting enough, so we made fictional shows based on reality show premises.

That being said, I'm obsessed with Drive.
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[03 Apr 2007|02:14pm]
No seriously. What was I smoking when I thought it would be a good idea to get a job that involves driving between multiple locations? I got lost a minimum of 3 times today.
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[10 Mar 2007|10:09pm]
[ mood | cranky ]

There is something so unsettling about being hungover in your parent's house. After going out in Queens. What am I doing with my life?

Queens was fun though. The hangover wasn't. And I'm losing an hour tonight, and I obviously didn't start packing for my training in Philadelphia.

Oh yea! There's a 50% chance I'm going to be an auditor! For Regional Reporting! Isn't that exciting!

I also interviewed with Deloitte for a job in their Financial advisory services economics group, which would be fun and I would probably take over the auditor job. Of course that would make me the biggest asshole in the world considering my boss at Regional Reporting explicitly said that he didn't want someone to quit right away.

I think I'm going to boycott this daylight savings crap. Who cares about farmers anyway. Who's with me?

I'll leave you guys with a biographical film about my life:

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[07 Feb 2007|08:23pm]
Remember that time I had a week full of job interviews and told everyone to call me on my cell phone instead of my house phone and then proceeded to drop my cell phone in the toilet?

I am so brilliant sometimes.
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[04 Feb 2007|10:39pm]

This pretty much made my life.
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[29 Jan 2007|08:29am]
[ mood | dorky ]

There is something you guys should know about me.

Right now I'm watching Deal or No Deal with an excel spreadsheet open calculating expected returns.

BTW they lowball like crazy.

I could SO be the banker!

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[29 Dec 2006|02:49pm]
[ mood | amused ]

I'm glad I write in this now because this story is too funny.

So I played poker last night, and had to take my dad's ghetto van to go there. I hate it, it sounds like a drag racer and has no bumbers and is a huge blue van. I was pimpin.

Then I actually won some money, which NEVER happens.

I also decided to bring home a mini keg of german beer, because I didn't get to drink any of it while playing poker because I was driving. So I drove my friend home and of course it turns out that the keg was plugged with paper towels because they couldn't find the original plug and it spilled all over the van. And of course while dealing with the spiled beer in the van I missed my turn and ended up lost in the North Bronx.

Recap: I was driving aimlessly around the Bronx in a shotty van that smelled like beer with an open mini keg behind me at 3am. I am so smooth it hurts sometimes.

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[21 Dec 2006|04:48pm]
PS HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIELLE your gift is being delivered to your house and it's inappropriate so you're mom will love it.

PPS Sneha have my babies?
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[21 Dec 2006|04:36pm]
[ mood | drunk ]

I AM writing in livejournal again!

On the drunken 2 train ride home, a guy was talking about the pictures he took of the drunken guy passed out at the 18th street station with grafiti all over his face. The reason why it was ljworthy was because he kept on saying OH THESE PICS ARE GOING STRAIGHT TO MYSPACE.

Also, there's a coffee shop on Morris Park ave called MORRIS PERK. I feel it deserves some more investigation. Because honestly, morris perk is not geared towards old Italian men.

I also joined a facebook group called "I've been robbed by the drunk version of myself". Very fitting. And worth mentioning here, even though all you stalkers will hear about it on your facebook feeds. Goodnight.

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[12 Sep 2006|06:25pm]
[ mood | sick ]

Things that make me think the universe is about to end.

1- I definitely lost my ID in New York. I couldn't find it before I left, and just decided I would get it right after all the first years did their thing. So today I decide to go and get it and apparently they had it. I definitely remember the night in New York it went missing (it was somewhere in the village). Somehow it travelled from the village to Montreal. I should have asked it for a ride.

2- A plane crash landed in Parc Jeanne Mance, right by avenue du parc. Again, like the Portuguese people who periodically hold religious parades outside my apartment, as far as I know I'm the only one that has seen this. You would think a plane crash landing in a parc would get a little more publicity.

3- I was about 6 inches from rushing flood waters on my first day calling at work. I walk into Rabinovitch house to find a huge gaping hole in the front lawn, because apparently a spruce tree that was planted there was taking away water pressure. After walking through that mess I decided to to take the seat in the corner against the utility room door. All of a sudden it sounds like gushing water from the other side of the closet. They shut it off before the water got into the computer room but it definitely got all over all the electrical boxes and caused power outages today. Obviously I moved my seat.

4- I have to go to Coasters tommorow. For business. I'm going to a bar on official business. I think I could leave it at that.

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[31 Aug 2006|05:30pm]
[ mood | amused ]

So I'm in Montreal now, and everything turned out to be extremely easy to straighten out. They didn't even charge me the $200 reinstratement fee!

I also need to say that I <3<3<3 Cafe Planete sooooo much. I thought I would have to go all the way to St Denis to get free internet in a cafe.

Life is good right now. The only thing that's not good is this strawberry smoothie. Not impressed.

I don't have internet or phone reinstated in my apartment (hence why I'm in cafe planete), so call me to get a hold of me!

Also, In I-knew-it-would-happen-sooner-or-later news, I'm getting facebook-hit on by someone who found me because we have the same last name. Incest makes me hot.

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[29 Aug 2006|12:25am]
[ mood | scared ]

I'm getting good news about the study permit. Everyone is saying that they're no where near as anal as I'm picturing them to be, and I should be fine without one letter, especially since my proof of status at McGill is pretty much implied by my transcript. And if anything my dad can go up to my apartment and get the letter and bring it back down.

That's the good news.

The bad news: After looking through my RBC statements, I noticed that there wasn't a deduction for July's rent, even though I definitely slipped the check into her door. Now, the check is definitely written out; the only thing I use my RBC checkbook for is rent, and June was check 36 and I'm up to check 38 in my book. Of course this isn't proof to my landlady who is probably going to murder me by the time I get up there, considering in her eyes I haven't paid July or August's rent.

Seriously, every summer I come back to Montreal wondering whether or not I'll be homeless.

I'm pretty much not going to be allowed into Canada after I graduate.

EDIT: Remember that time I forgot that Ankura came up and paid July's rent?

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[28 Aug 2006|08:11pm]
Can we talk about how much I love Washington Mutual? I just got my introductory package today and my banker sent me a CARD. A birthdayish card card. Seriously, adorable.
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[28 Aug 2006|05:36pm]
And, to finish off the apparently lets-hate-on-charley themed end of summer blowout.

I'm leaving to go back to school on wednesday probably. And today I find this. Seriously now.
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[25 Aug 2006|08:10pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

Today pretty much made me want to cry.

First off, I'm not going to McGill this weekend. I have to go next weekend because apparently it's impossible to get a document scanned in the Bronx.

I woke up early so I can get the handwritten letter making Abby my proxy to pick up the document I need to cross the border. I was going to scan it and send it by email, because Abby doesn't have a fax. So I leave in the POURING rain (I think there was a tornado upstate) to staples to their copy shop. The first one I go to says it apparently takes two hours to scan one page. Then I go to the other staples across the Bronx in Riverdale, and of course get stuck in traffic in the Saw Mill because it turned into a river. Then at the second one it costed $6 to scan but $14 to get it on a disk, and obviously they couldn't be easy and just email it to me. So I had to go to the ATM to get money but realize that I left my card at home because I had it out to open my WaMu free checking account. So that's done. Then I go home to get my card and then go back to a copy shop in westchester square (which my dad would have told me about after I went to the first staples but couldn't because he was taking care of the flood that appeared in our basement today). Once I get to the copy shop in Westchester Square, its lunch time, and the guy who does scanning is out at lunch and the person there doesn't know how to use computers and tells me to come back in about an hour and a half. At this point after all of that I just felt like punching babies, so went to the Palisades with Jamanda.

Oh and to top it off. Joey decided to get his haircut at the mall and Amanda and I decided to get pretzels after deciding what haircuts we wanted from the hairdresser's books. While we were gone the hairdresser asks Joey "Oh, was that your father?" Joey is my younger brother by two years, for the record. I basically sobbed uncontrollably after this.

So, I have an extra week in the US. Now you can get your sheets back Danielle!

I'm going to Lake George this weekend though.

Oh, and Annie is living on my street this year. That puts Edie AND Annie in my neighborhood next year. Why do I only have a term left?

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[24 Aug 2006|07:03pm]
So I need a copy of my proof of registration from McGill so I can get my study permit renewed, and I obviously left my second copy in Montreal on my desk. McGill takes 6 business days to do anything, even to FAX IT. And I'm not allowed back in the country, even to get the document which is on my desk in Montreal.

Anyone can lock their keys in a car, I had to go and lockmyself out of CANADA.

The quickest way I can get it is if I fax Abby a WRITTEN letter telling anyone she can get the proof and then have her fax the proof back to me. Seriously, how backass is that. I even tried to fax mcgill the written letter but that would actually be HELPFULL so they didn't agree.
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[21 Aug 2006|02:34am]
Check out the shameless self promotion in this post.

So it was finally decided that my neighborhood is bumblefuck enough to be included on Forgotten NY

I love it. A few things to add however:

1) Don Cerino grew up in that little white house on Graham Place Alley.

2) The Italian flags weren't painted all over the place until after Italy won the world cup.

3) There actually used to be a really pretty mansion on Williamsbridge and Pierce:

But it was torn down so they could build more of those ugly gray Bronx buildings, but they probably ran out of money so now its just an empty lot for nothing.

4) The Mamma Maria restaurant is actually just part of a shopping complex on the corner of Bronxdale and Morris Park, which was built when I was a kid and has gone through some interesting turf wars. If you look at the bottom floor you can see a place called "For Kids Only" which is a daycare center. Originally, each storefront was a separate store, with Mamma Maria and For Kids only being two of them. Slowly, For Kids Only began to expand until it took up most of the building leaving only Mamma Maria and a Cafe. Then suddenly, I come back from college this summer to see Mamma Maria taking up the whole thing.

No clue what happened, but honestly, who needs three floor daycare supercenter?

And yes, Regis Philbin is from my neighborhood.
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[20 Aug 2006|06:38pm]

I was standing on line for something, no clue what, and I start flirting with the guy behind me. I actually remember him really vividly, he was my height and skinny with spiky blonde hair all over sort of like a blowout but less obnoxious, and he always seemed like he was staring right into my eyes. Somehow I was also being supersmooth (despite what happens in real life). There were computers where we were waiting and while I was flirting with him I was facebook stalking him, obviously (FYI it was at this point writing this out on a little pad I keep by my bed that I realized I was on line to get something AND online on facebook... my head amuses me sometimes).

So I ask him out but he didn't want to go because he thought I would be drunk, so I promised I wouldn't drink. So we go out and I don't drink (it's actually really funny because in a lot of dreams I'll feel smashed and will have trouble walking and this time I decide not to drink and everything is vivid) and we end up kissing and going home together (yet despite the fact we went home together there was no sex... which is odd in my dreams). I woke up in the middle of the night and saw he wasn't there and got upset a little bit, but then went outside and found him there just getting some air, and we kissed again and then I woke up. The whole thing took place in a city late at night with only blurry yellow lights visible all around.
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[18 Aug 2006|03:58am]
[ mood | drunk ]

So, everyone on my flist should head to the city tommorow, because I have friends over from McGill, and they're way too alcoholic for just me to entertain. So everyone here should expect a call from me tommorow. Just warning you now.

Just for the general direction of the day, today was Manhattan above 14th street and tommorow is Manhattan below 14th. Speaking of Manhattan above 14th street, we seriously found the best bar ever on 7th and 19th in our search for a dive. If I'm ever lost in the future, I suggest starting the search there.

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[16 Aug 2006|03:36am]
So, I was just kidding about that whole going to school in the winter thing. Everyone was surprisingly helpfull and apparently I just have to send more documents in and it will be processed in a matter of days. And McGill ACTUALLY OFFERED to send a document directly to them, which floored me. I'm so jaded sometimes.

Also, remember that time I thought the letter Quebec sent me was only in French because I didn't realize that the english translation was on the next page? Yea.

In other news, I was going to clean my room today but spent 2930823098 hours playing lord of the rings risk downstairs with Joey and his friends.

Yay Abby and Susa are coming tommorow!
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[14 Aug 2006|09:37pm]
[ mood | fuming ]

So lets talk about how fucked I am.

I get a letter from the lovely people at Immigration Quebec (in only French just to be difficult) saying that I was missing a statement of sufficient funds for tuition (which I did include in a bank statement) and because they didn't trust my bank statement they didn't cash the check that you wouldn't think would need to be certified if it were included with the bank statement, so its basically a huge mess and they send it back to me. Unprocessed. Two weeks before I have to go back to McGill. This thing takes 6 weeks to process btw, they weren't lying about that. There is absolutely no way I am going to be legal in Canada by the time class starts, and I don't expect any special treatment from the McGill administration. I'm going to call international student services tommorow and cry to them, but thats the best I can do. I'm obviously going to spend all day on the phone tommorow.

Lucky for me, I was going to graduate a semester early, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to have to use that wiggle room and take a semester off because of this bullshit and graduate in April. It really sucks that I'm going to have to spend yet another winter in Montreal, but I'm pretty sure I can get those jobs that I kept on hearing about too late in the summer (yet perfect for this shit). I could use the money, and this would also avoid awkward class issues I've been having, and the awkward situation with starting grad school a few weeks after I graduate with my BA. But seriously, how much does this fucking suck?

Also seriously, who wants to sublet my room in Montreal. $375 a month, its ridiculously cheap.

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[12 Aug 2006|01:55am]
[ mood | sketched ]

Funny story: Walking behind two guys on 14th street talking about a friend who was stabbed with a bottle and how blood was spattered on their shirts.

Funnier story: Having them turn around and say "hey, you went to our high school".

And that wasn't even the sketchiest thing that happened to me tonight.

Basically, what I'm really trying to say is that I'm madly in love with Sara with-the-pen Mantin.

I also would like to take this time to mention that the Red Hot Chili Peppers have written me a theme song. I'm sure you've heard it on the radio and I'm still waiting for my royalties.

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[09 Aug 2006|08:13pm]
[ mood | determined ]


Remember when everyone said I was crazy for wanting to live in a houseboat off Manhattan?

For those of you who don't know, my newest crackhead scheme is to live on a houseboat off Manhattan. I just decided this while in Maine so that's why you probably haven't heard. $500 a month people! I even thought I had to dock off 79th street.

For some reason my last entry isn't apearing on anyone's friends pages. You should go see it. It's a pretty neato conversation about BDSM and game theory.

Also, there isn't much I can say about Maine that hasn't already been said, so I will just say AIMEE LOZIER IS AN AMAZING HUMAN BEING.

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[09 Aug 2006|05:35pm]
I'm "working" FYI

Chucktown - don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back says:
im going to pretend this BDSM erotica counts as internet research
david says:
haha, only if your prof is the sexual ethics teacher
Chucktown - don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back says:
hahaha great now im imagining my game theory prof bounding and gagging me
david says:
oh you'd love that wouldn't you
Chucktown - don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back says:
hahaha im picturing how SUCK IT BITCH would sound in a russian accent
david says:
you're a dirty little minx aren't you?
Chucktown - don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back says:
david says:
oh oh oh
david says:
and set it in a jail cell
david says:
and name it "the prisoners' dilemma"
Chucktown - don't expect to get your bloody black backpack back says:

I also should mention that there is a legitimate reason I was looking at BDSM erotica.
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[02 Aug 2006|03:31am]
[ mood | accomplished ]

So I tried to fall asleep but couldn't because I was thinking about completely redoing my room. This is what happens when I don't have a crush on anyone.

Here's what it looks like now:
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I <3 MS Paint.

Basically, I think the bed cuts up everything. The space in front of the desk is wasted and to the left of the bed into the closet.

Here's what I want to do.

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The bed has a little nook within the dressers, and there's that HUGE open space in the middle of the room which I could even move more stuff into! I'm a really big fan of pushing beds against walls and never get why they're always in the middle of the room. I think it's dumb. But is putting it behind dressers a little too much? I like nooks, and would probably build a fort on my bed if it were behind the dressers. I think it could work.


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[01 Aug 2006|09:44pm]
[ mood | tired ]

So I've been noticing a new thing lately. I'm moving around in my sleep. It could be I'm just noticing it now because Maxim is in the room with me: he'll assume that my rolling around means that I want to play with him, when in reality I'm having a fun dream about chasing bunnies. Has anyone who's slept in the same room with me noticed me doing this?

I'm going to Maine this weekend! By way of Boston and New Hampshire! Well, I'm taking the chinatown bus up to Boston and then will take the T to Ellie's where we will leave. And Megan's taking us to a HICK BAR. Seriously, after a hick bar in Maine my life will pretty much be complete.

I also have a new plan-for-life-of-the-day. I was talking to Joey's girlfriend Amanda and she says that if you get a TAship in CUNY you go there for free. So I'll get my masters in CUNY, probably in urban planning with a concentration in economic development. Then prosident of the small island nation of San Lorenzo? I don't know.

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[29 Jul 2006|05:20am]
[ mood | amused. as ever. ]

I'm going to write about tonight, but the sun is coming up and I had a headache, so I will just state a few facts.

I went to school with Don Cerino from kindergarten to high school.

I know of 4 other people who were in my same class from K-12.

Statistically, that means there was a 1 in 5 chance that, with my educational background, I would have become a white rapper instead of going to McGill.

Don Ferrari even sounds cooler than Don Cerino.

I just feel that this is something you should know about me.

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[22 Jul 2006|03:49am]
Apparently, a $10 blue striped polo shirt at a Montreal street fair = BLUE STAINS ON MY NECK AFTER IT RAINS.

Also apparently, it turns out after googling him (on his command, with quotes after his name):

Junior political science and music major Eric Dinowitz said that he thinks most students cheat at some point in college. He said that one popular method he has heard of is hiding answers in pens and screwing off the tops to look at them during exams.

“I think it’s very clever, by the way,” he said.

Dinowitz added that he has never attempted this maneuver himself.

Also, his sister thinks we're going out.
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[19 Jul 2006|02:18am]
[ mood | dead ]

Why I just died:

Jersey is going up to Montreal this weekend, and coming back down on wednesday. I asked, since she's going up, if she could bring Max down, forgetting that she's Jersey.

1) She's obviously bringing Jake, her dog.

2) Her rats, Petunia and Amy, are also coming down with her.

So, This weekend she will be crossing the border with a dog, a cat, and two rats. And apparently it costs $45 per rat to take them to a border vet. So, she will be crossing the border with a dog, a cat and the Mouskewitz family hidden away somewhere.

What was that July 12th Charley?

Anyone else reminded of the game where you have to get a dog, cat, and mouse across a river without them eating eachother?

Honestly, my cat's life is more interesting than mine at this point.

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[18 Jul 2006|12:15am]
[ mood | calm ]

1) The South Bronx is gay now?.

2) Fun with hipsters.

3) Rocko's Modern Life is dirty.

Talk amongst yourselves.

Coming soon: the outer boro drinking tour, and my quest to find out what my CLICK 6.23.06 time square clicker whistle really means.

Seriously, if you've gotten a clicker in time square try to shed some light on this.

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[14 Jul 2006|02:07am]

So, I was upstairs watching TREMORS III with my mom tonight.

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Reasons why this is the number 1 movie of all time.

1) Originally they're chased by this thing

Size of a whale, like 50 feet long. And circumcised.

THAT ONE IS CALLED AN ASS BLASTER. SERIOUSLY. It obviously flies around with an assjet.
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[13 Jul 2006|03:36pm]
Firstly: Hopefully I'll get my CAQ stuff this month. If I do, Montreal is happening the weekend of July 29th. If I get them afterwards, then I will go up then, sometime in August. Also the next weekend I may try to slip away to Maine. Obviuosly everything else will be decided at the last minute, because last minute decision making has been so good to me in the past. I'm cooooming for you Max!

Secondly: I had ANOTHER recurring dream last night. The one where I'm in someone's house but everything is different and there are tons of secret rooms. I was in my apartment building in Montreal. First of all, it had red walls. And there was a doorman (the lobby was as dank as ever but there was a doorman sitting at a box there). And instead of just a sketchy back stairway there was a whole sketchy back set of hallways which led to more apartments, and the neighbors in these back apartments were having a party. The first living room also was flooded, and all the furniture was floating all over the place. Kevin Cinnamon was there.

Obviously I had sex with one of the neighbors, as I so often manage to do in my dreams. Although in the middle he just looks up at me and is like "you know I'm not gay right?". Then I stopped and went back to my flooded apartment.

I'm pretty sure I belong in a mental institution.
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[12 Jul 2006|05:46pm]
[ mood | adventurous ]

Soooo sometime at the end of July I need to head up to Montreal to renew my study permit. I haven't gotten it yet, and hopefully I will so I don't have to pay a $2930482 re-instatement fee.

Jon, the guy who's taking care of my MaximCat, is also throwing a hissy fit because he peed on his throw rug. Apparently I was supposed to tell him Max peed on the futon, because it's not common knowledge that pets pee.

Also, I want to somehow get to Maine through all of this. Because it's the only state on the eastern seaboard I haven't been to and I want to see the whales.

I can think of lots of people who want to do at least one of the trips in this triangle. And Max needs to get from Montreal to New York.

Anyone else reminded of the game where you have to get a dog, cat, and mouse across a river without them eating eachother?

Basically what I'm asking is if anyone wants to play this with me. The prize is a free stay in Montreeaaal. Anyone? Bueller?

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[12 Jul 2006|02:46am]
[ mood | ecstatic ]


And I thought I would head to sleep early today.

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[11 Jul 2006|09:18pm]
[ mood | amused ]

If you thought the Portuguese in Montreal should, as an ethnic group, be put in an institution, you should visit Morris Park.

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C (My personal favorite, look for the random Albanian flag.)

Exhibit D

In the first video, make a left after the huge NYPD van, go down two blocks, and my house is on the right. I was in Manhattan at the time and unfortunately missed out on the public displays of nationalism.

Also: Gilette is officially on my hate list. Six blades is an obscene amount of blades to have on a razor, and that last blade on the top does nothing but CUT MY EARLOBE.

The sad part is, this isn't the first time I've cut my earlobe while shaving...

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[09 Jul 2006|01:53am]
[ mood | distressed ]

Oh, and what's worse than finding a centipede in your room? Finding a centipede in your room and smashing it with a book and realizing that it actually ran away and is now probably pissed at you.

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[09 Jul 2006|12:05am]
[ mood | ambitious ]

The recurring theme of this summer is shamelessly leaching off people/institutions of higher learning/parents.

FACT: bending forks is harder than it looks...

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[02 Jul 2006|07:16pm]
[ mood | calm ]

So today before my final exam I was obviously watching Mr. Rogers Neighborhood with Nora. Then managed to write two essays on nuclear weapon proliferation and terrorism. Then I saw two pigeons kissing on the mouth on the way home. So I'm not sure exactly what I think of the world right now.

Oh, and I'm going back to New York tommorow.

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[29 Jun 2006|12:08pm]
So last night was the second night I had this dream. I think I'm awake and laying in bed, and then I hear scratching at the door. Normally I think it's just Max being a menace, but all of a sudden a big red lizard with black spots comes under the door and into my room. It just stands there and makes frog like "WOP WOP" sounds. Here's a picture:

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[28 Jun 2006|04:24pm]
[ mood | happy ]

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So I spent last weekend at summer campCollapse )

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[24 Jun 2006|02:09am]
[ mood | Jean Baptiste-ey ]

So today was the best Jean Baptiste Day ever. This was the weekend to be in Montreal.

Where to begin.

So, basically I've been having a great summer up here. Just this weekend: thursday, I went to Korova where I seriously knew half the bar. DJ and all. I was in good form. It was pretty random, and I thank everyone for bringing up my ego.

Today Susa and I spent the whole day trying to find Baptiste-ey celebrations around the city. Apparently it didn't feel like a real Jean-Baptiste Day because the world cup was going on and everyone was beeping around with Argentinian flags and the Germans Blitzkrieged the Swedes and it was grand prix weekend (although not on my side of town luckily). So we walked around the festival on St-Laurent and stole some Quebecois flags by accident and went to a house party at Kira's with her French roomates and getting in on the Acaidan guy's poker game sometime in the future. I love run on sentences tonight.

I'm meeting so many cool people up here but I really need to get back to NY sometime after my class ends.

Tommorow I'm either going to this guy's house on the east end to go fishing off the docks and ride on his boat, or tam tams. Je ne sais pas.

Anyway. Later in the summer if I ever do a road trip we're doing a stop off here, because hello, I have an apartment up here that's just gathering dust if I'm not in it. Good night liverjournal.

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I once dumped a girl on the way to Roy Bar [26 May 2006|04:31am]
[ mood | drunk ]

So I went to about 9 different bars tonight, saw 2 (two) bags of coke out in the open on opposite ends of Montreal, and met an Australian exchange student from Brisbane who laughed when I told him that Brisbane and Melbourne were on opposite coasts and compared the outback to the midwest. All in all, a really fun night.

Also, I saw a tampon (unused... not eww) and a hacky sack I've never seen before on the floor of my living room today, initially freaked out thinking that a menstruating sk8ergrrl had broken into my apartment and then realized that Max probably just broke into Ankura's room...

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[21 May 2006|07:54pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

So this weekend New England moved up a couple of notches in my book.

Ellie's birthday party/weekend was the funnest time ever. Her parents are the cutest people in the world and gave me 293048230948 pounds of food to take back up to Montreal. Otherwise we went to Boston where we explored the north end and Leslie got to see the ocean (however, I Couldn't find the Christian Science field that Danielle, Anna and I defiled in high school), and I fell in love with an Australian street performer. The rides up were equally ridiculous and included a stop to the BEN AND JERRY'S FACTORY and DARTMOUTH, as well as the christmas tree shop on the way up, where I acted exactly like they do in the commercial and bought a pillow with cowboys on it for $5.

Also, at Ellie's party this girl told a story that made me cry, but she claims it has a good message about dreams and aspirations.

You be the judge:Collapse )

Also, before we left I painted what can only be described as one of the defining paintings of our generation. Pictures of it exist and will be posted once available. Now off to coasters to have $7 pitchers. Ciao.

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[16 May 2006|02:04am]
[ mood | tired ]

Two things.

Today I went to talk with Maxim because I was having trouble with the job he gave me, and as he was going through it he went to another window on his computer that had two girls kissing on it. He explained that there was a hazing incident in his old school in an OMG-they-think-I'm-looking-at-porn sort of way. It would be really funny if you knew him because he's basically a 30 year old awkward teenager.

Yesterday I downloaded the spanish language national anthem, and its actually really good. Better than the english version good. Seriously, everyone who's complaining about it being sung in spanish is just jealous.

Also I found someone who's in my june class! Yaaayy!

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[14 May 2006|12:09am]
Hi livejournal!

So far this summer I've pretty much just been an alcoholic in Montreal, although I should probably cool it before I spend my entire student loan.

At least I HAVE been cooking more... at other people's houses. Tonight was Burger night at Abby's! For about the third time this week! I've pretty much been living on burgers and eggplant parmesian. And some chick peas.

My research job is now done from my apartment because the engineering computers didn't have a good version of Matlab to use. So I basically get paid to run matlab programs in my pajamas in the background while on facebook.

Also, about 9 people want to set me up with someone yet I'm still not getting any. What's up with that?
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[02 May 2006|02:43am]
tonight is vault worthy.
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