hey people. sorry i havent written in a while. i basically havent slept in two weeks, so i'm too tired to string a sentence together, or apparently capitalize. i havent written another part to my lulu story yet, but i do plan to. my friend is in from israel for the next three weeks, so dont expect many posts very soon. i know exactly whats going to happen to lulu and her friends by the way, so all i need to do is write it down. i'm very tired and sick of not sleeping. my boyfriend has a stomach virus. that was very random. this is how i think now a days with no sleep. i'm somewhere between hyper and exhausted. oy. wish me SLEEP!!!
Oh by the way, i've got a plumbing story for you people. later.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Chapter 1:
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lulu. She was not the prettiest girl in the world, but she was unique in one way. She was the naughtiest little girl in Kew Hills. She was ten years old and always trying to find a way to show off, and also to ignore her parents.
One day Lulu was walking to school with some of her best friends, John, Mira, Debra, Sally, and Daniel. John had just come back from Florida where he had visited his grandparents. It wasn't the most exciting of trips he said, but his grandparents had gotten him this great hat, and he was talking about it, and talking about it. Honestly, he was driving Lulu crazy. She wanted to tell everybody about her great idea, but she couldn't because John wouldn't shut up about his stupid hat.
"It's just a hat John!"
And with that, she grabbed the hat, took it off his head, ran ahead of everybody, and threw it in the sewer.
"Lulu! How could you, my grandparents gave that to me!"
John shocked everybody by sitting down on the edge of the sidewalk and crying. None of them had seen John cry in years. "John it's a hat, I'm sure you could get another one," said Mira. "No I can't," said John, "My grandmother picked out that hat. It's the only thing she's ever gotten me that I actually like, it's special." Everybody said, "oh."
Lulu was running up ahead because she was so mad a John. She didn't hear him yell at her, she didn't see him crying, and she didn't see her friends trying comfort him. She walked to school alone, sat alone during lunch, and basically ignored all her friends. She was so mad all day, she didn't even notice that they were ignoring her as well. She stormed out of school early and went off into the woods.
Later on, after school, Debra asked Mira, "Where's Lulu? She wasn't in class this afternoon." "Who cares Debra, I'm sure she went home." "I guess."
So Mira, Debra, John, Sally, and Daniel walked home together. John was quiet, and the others really didn't have anything to say either. When they got back to their houses they split up and went off to do their own things. Lulu didn't come home.
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lulu. She was not the prettiest girl in the world, but she was unique in one way. She was the naughtiest little girl in Kew Hills. She was ten years old and always trying to find a way to show off, and also to ignore her parents.
One day Lulu was walking to school with some of her best friends, John, Mira, Debra, Sally, and Daniel. John had just come back from Florida where he had visited his grandparents. It wasn't the most exciting of trips he said, but his grandparents had gotten him this great hat, and he was talking about it, and talking about it. Honestly, he was driving Lulu crazy. She wanted to tell everybody about her great idea, but she couldn't because John wouldn't shut up about his stupid hat.
"It's just a hat John!"
And with that, she grabbed the hat, took it off his head, ran ahead of everybody, and threw it in the sewer.
"Lulu! How could you, my grandparents gave that to me!"
John shocked everybody by sitting down on the edge of the sidewalk and crying. None of them had seen John cry in years. "John it's a hat, I'm sure you could get another one," said Mira. "No I can't," said John, "My grandmother picked out that hat. It's the only thing she's ever gotten me that I actually like, it's special." Everybody said, "oh."
Lulu was running up ahead because she was so mad a John. She didn't hear him yell at her, she didn't see him crying, and she didn't see her friends trying comfort him. She walked to school alone, sat alone during lunch, and basically ignored all her friends. She was so mad all day, she didn't even notice that they were ignoring her as well. She stormed out of school early and went off into the woods.
Later on, after school, Debra asked Mira, "Where's Lulu? She wasn't in class this afternoon." "Who cares Debra, I'm sure she went home." "I guess."
So Mira, Debra, John, Sally, and Daniel walked home together. John was quiet, and the others really didn't have anything to say either. When they got back to their houses they split up and went off to do their own things. Lulu didn't come home.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
My weekend is so not worth talking about...
Have you ever had any of those disturbing waking thoughts? It's like you're in a semi sleep state and you are not exactly conscious where your mind is drifting, but you aren't asleep either. Well today, I was on my way back from Connecticut with my father and grandmother, and all of the sudden I started wondering what it would be like to suddenly lose my hearing, 100% of my hearing. I found this little "dream" of mine, very disturbing. I imagined myself years ahead, married to my boyfriend, only to find that when I woke up one morning, I was totally deaf. I couldn't hear my own voice, but what upset me most was that I could no longer hear his voice. I really do love hearing his voice.
My other waking dreams, to my recollection over the years have been equally disturbing. People I love in car accidents, or in a fire, or some other horrible situation. I think, not totally sure, but I think this is the first time the horrible thing was happening to me. However, even though this was happening to me, it was more about it's impact on the people surrounding me, sort of. I'm not sure.
I'm not crazy by the way. I'm not now, nor have I ever been depressed. I'm just me. Take it or leave it.
Have you ever had any of those disturbing waking thoughts? It's like you're in a semi sleep state and you are not exactly conscious where your mind is drifting, but you aren't asleep either. Well today, I was on my way back from Connecticut with my father and grandmother, and all of the sudden I started wondering what it would be like to suddenly lose my hearing, 100% of my hearing. I found this little "dream" of mine, very disturbing. I imagined myself years ahead, married to my boyfriend, only to find that when I woke up one morning, I was totally deaf. I couldn't hear my own voice, but what upset me most was that I could no longer hear his voice. I really do love hearing his voice.
My other waking dreams, to my recollection over the years have been equally disturbing. People I love in car accidents, or in a fire, or some other horrible situation. I think, not totally sure, but I think this is the first time the horrible thing was happening to me. However, even though this was happening to me, it was more about it's impact on the people surrounding me, sort of. I'm not sure.
I'm not crazy by the way. I'm not now, nor have I ever been depressed. I'm just me. Take it or leave it.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
So, today is Sunday, officially one week into the new year. When I deposited my paycheck, I wrote '06. I just realized that. My first mistake of the year, lol. I don't think the bank noticed though, so, all's good.
Last Thursday, I went bowling with my boyfriend. We went to the only local bowling alley left, near Queens College. I guess people don't really bowl anymore? Local bowling alleys have been closing for years. Anyway, I can't bowl, seriously, I suck. I mean, I used to be better when there was a bowling alley up my block, but that closed years ago. I think the first game I bowled a 43, or something like that, and my boyfriend bowled 70 something. Ok, we both suck. In the middle of the second game, I got a call from my mother. My grandmother was in the hospital with pneumonia. Turns out she doesn't have pneumonia, but whatever. So we finished our game, I mean what else could we do? I bowled a 17 and I can't remember if my boyfriend broke 100. He got two strikes in a row in the last frame, and one almost strike, hehe. Ok, he's better at bowling than I am. When we play pool, he still tends to win, but it's a little for fair.
Anyway, he came back over for dinner on Friday night. My mom got home from work around 5:00pm, and then she and my stepdad went over to the hospital. I was left at home to cook. So, for my mom and stepdad, those wacky vegetarians, I made salmon. It was pretty plain, just grilled with a little bit of parsley. For my boyfriend and me, I made lemon chicken. I didn't have a recipe, I just guessed. I had three pieces of chicken cutlets, and three lemons. I took the chicken (washed it of course), and put it on a plate. I poured the juice from one lemon over the chicken and let it sit there for a while. Then I loosely breaded the chicken. I poured another lemon's juice over the chicken again. I added some extra breading to the plate for thickening. I put some lemon peels on top of the chicken also. I put some lemon zest on the bottom of the pot, before putting the chicken in it. I poured the last lemon into the pot and mixed it with about a teaspoon of tomato sauce and a little bit of oil. All of that together coated the bottom of the pot. I put the chicken inside and baked on 345 degrees until it was cooked. When it was done I put some parsley and sauteed onions on top of the chicken and served it. I also, stir fried some snow peas with garlic, onions, and parsley. I added some pepper and just the smallest amount of salt. I made wild rice to go with the salmon (I burned it a little bit), and I made some linguini to go with the chicken. I made a garlic and oil sauce to go on top of it. And that's it.
After dinner my boyfriend and I lounged about a bit, then we went for a walk. We ended up circling half of my town. We didn't get back until 3:30am. It was a long walk, and we stopped to get ice cream and pretzels on the way. When we got home we basically just went to sleep. My boyfriend wasn't feeling too well at that point, so I didn't set the alarm for the morning. We ended up walking up around 12:00pm. We both took showers, had a little fight, made up, and went for lunch. We went to the best local pizza place and had... you guessed it, pizza. It was very good. We just wandered around town a little bit after that, went in and put of a few stores. I needed to go the optometrists office. I need new glasses. So, I went there, I picked the frames and found out how much it will cost to have them made with my wacky prescription. Ok, not wacky, I'm just far sighted instead of near sighted. Anyway, after that we walked back to my house. My boyfriend carried me a little bit, lol. I was tired. We got back to my house talked a bit, ate a little snack, and watched a bit of TV. We fell asleep for a half hour or so. We left my house around 8:30pm, and went for dinner. We drove to a good Chinese/Japanese place called Tofu. It was good. We thought about going to a movie, but we had just missed all of them by like 10 minutes. I hate starting movies in the middle.
We ended up back at my house and we watched Minority Report. I got it on DVD a while ago, and never watched it. I recommend it. By the time it was over, it was after 3:30am, so my boyfriend went home. I miss him already.
Today isn't worth talking about, this is the most productive thing I have done thus far today. Ya know, there are a lot of bad movies on Sunday afternoon. Well, tomorrow, I'm off to work, so I'm just relaxing for the day.
How was your first week of 2007 people? How was your first weekend?
Last Thursday, I went bowling with my boyfriend. We went to the only local bowling alley left, near Queens College. I guess people don't really bowl anymore? Local bowling alleys have been closing for years. Anyway, I can't bowl, seriously, I suck. I mean, I used to be better when there was a bowling alley up my block, but that closed years ago. I think the first game I bowled a 43, or something like that, and my boyfriend bowled 70 something. Ok, we both suck. In the middle of the second game, I got a call from my mother. My grandmother was in the hospital with pneumonia. Turns out she doesn't have pneumonia, but whatever. So we finished our game, I mean what else could we do? I bowled a 17 and I can't remember if my boyfriend broke 100. He got two strikes in a row in the last frame, and one almost strike, hehe. Ok, he's better at bowling than I am. When we play pool, he still tends to win, but it's a little for fair.
Anyway, he came back over for dinner on Friday night. My mom got home from work around 5:00pm, and then she and my stepdad went over to the hospital. I was left at home to cook. So, for my mom and stepdad, those wacky vegetarians, I made salmon. It was pretty plain, just grilled with a little bit of parsley. For my boyfriend and me, I made lemon chicken. I didn't have a recipe, I just guessed. I had three pieces of chicken cutlets, and three lemons. I took the chicken (washed it of course), and put it on a plate. I poured the juice from one lemon over the chicken and let it sit there for a while. Then I loosely breaded the chicken. I poured another lemon's juice over the chicken again. I added some extra breading to the plate for thickening. I put some lemon peels on top of the chicken also. I put some lemon zest on the bottom of the pot, before putting the chicken in it. I poured the last lemon into the pot and mixed it with about a teaspoon of tomato sauce and a little bit of oil. All of that together coated the bottom of the pot. I put the chicken inside and baked on 345 degrees until it was cooked. When it was done I put some parsley and sauteed onions on top of the chicken and served it. I also, stir fried some snow peas with garlic, onions, and parsley. I added some pepper and just the smallest amount of salt. I made wild rice to go with the salmon (I burned it a little bit), and I made some linguini to go with the chicken. I made a garlic and oil sauce to go on top of it. And that's it.
After dinner my boyfriend and I lounged about a bit, then we went for a walk. We ended up circling half of my town. We didn't get back until 3:30am. It was a long walk, and we stopped to get ice cream and pretzels on the way. When we got home we basically just went to sleep. My boyfriend wasn't feeling too well at that point, so I didn't set the alarm for the morning. We ended up walking up around 12:00pm. We both took showers, had a little fight, made up, and went for lunch. We went to the best local pizza place and had... you guessed it, pizza. It was very good. We just wandered around town a little bit after that, went in and put of a few stores. I needed to go the optometrists office. I need new glasses. So, I went there, I picked the frames and found out how much it will cost to have them made with my wacky prescription. Ok, not wacky, I'm just far sighted instead of near sighted. Anyway, after that we walked back to my house. My boyfriend carried me a little bit, lol. I was tired. We got back to my house talked a bit, ate a little snack, and watched a bit of TV. We fell asleep for a half hour or so. We left my house around 8:30pm, and went for dinner. We drove to a good Chinese/Japanese place called Tofu. It was good. We thought about going to a movie, but we had just missed all of them by like 10 minutes. I hate starting movies in the middle.
We ended up back at my house and we watched Minority Report. I got it on DVD a while ago, and never watched it. I recommend it. By the time it was over, it was after 3:30am, so my boyfriend went home. I miss him already.
Today isn't worth talking about, this is the most productive thing I have done thus far today. Ya know, there are a lot of bad movies on Sunday afternoon. Well, tomorrow, I'm off to work, so I'm just relaxing for the day.
How was your first week of 2007 people? How was your first weekend?
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Ok, I don't really want to write about my trip to CA. Let's just say that the majority of it was fun. I got to see family I haven't seen since last year. The kids all got taller. It's amazing how they do that from year to year. Anyway, we didn't see any sights this time out. We really just hung out. Stayed on the baby's schedule. We woke up everyday at 7:00am and had "brunch" at 9:00am. I always thought that brunch was more of a meal between 11:00am and 2:00pm. Anyway, we had fun. The only bad thing was the coming and the going. I don't really like flying. The airline lost one of our suitcases on the way there, and lost all of them on the way back. Now THAT was aggravating. On the way back to NY the wind was blowing pretty hard in Burbank CA. What does that mean? It means that either the plane had to lighten its load of people, or its load of gas. Since nobody was willing to take a later flight, the plane only took enough gas to get us to Palm Springs. So we landed there to refuel. As a side note, happened to be where President Ford's plane was waiting for him. Anyway, for some reason it took about an hour to refuel. We missed out connecting flight at Dallas Fort Worth. When we got there, the next flight was going out immediately. So we ran to the other side of the airport and boarded the new plane. We asked, "Will our luggage be put on this plane?" "Yes, of course, while you were traveling to this port (or w/e it's called for a plane), your luggage was traveling by ground." Oh please. When we landed in Laguardia at 9:30pm our luggage was not there. We went to find out where it was. Apparently, it was on the next flight, due to come in at 11:30. We could have gone on that flight if our luggage would have been put on it. Anyway, we finally got our luggage back and went to find our car. We got to it at about 12:30am and we went to go eat something. Diner at 1:00am, I do not recommend. So that was my trip to CA. I took lots of pictures, I'll post the sight when I get around to posting the pictures on it.
Ok... New Years Eve... My boyfriend and I planned to go to a nice Italian restaurant in Roslyn. He made a reservation for 10:00pm. I know that's late. He did this because they told him they were going to have post new years festivities. They lied. Or they just thought more people would be there, I don't know. Our waiter left about twenty minutes after we got there. It took me three tries to get a coke. The food was ok, nothing special. They were taking inventory, vacuuming, and just hanging around by 11:00pm. We were one of two tables that were full. The valet came into the restaurant handed Rich his car keys and said good night. They basically kicked us out by 11:45pm. We spent the next hour driving around looking for somewhere to toast in the new year. We did stop the car mid road at midnight. We had a nice long happy new year kiss. It's amazing really, nothing was open. Every bar we passed was closed. I figured they would be open late on new years. Anyway, we ended up at a bar around the corner from my boyfriend's house. We had one glass of bad champagne and then went back to his house, and finished off a bottle of good champagne. We danced a little, and talked, and eventually went to sleep. It was my best new years eve. They've always been somewhat bad before.
I don't really have anything else to say. The rest of my weekend was really not very active. I spent it with my boyfriend and his family, but we didn't really do anything. I did manage to get addicted to one of my boyfriend's car racing computer games though, lol.
Anyway, have a good day, month, year people. Happy New Year!
Ok... New Years Eve... My boyfriend and I planned to go to a nice Italian restaurant in Roslyn. He made a reservation for 10:00pm. I know that's late. He did this because they told him they were going to have post new years festivities. They lied. Or they just thought more people would be there, I don't know. Our waiter left about twenty minutes after we got there. It took me three tries to get a coke. The food was ok, nothing special. They were taking inventory, vacuuming, and just hanging around by 11:00pm. We were one of two tables that were full. The valet came into the restaurant handed Rich his car keys and said good night. They basically kicked us out by 11:45pm. We spent the next hour driving around looking for somewhere to toast in the new year. We did stop the car mid road at midnight. We had a nice long happy new year kiss. It's amazing really, nothing was open. Every bar we passed was closed. I figured they would be open late on new years. Anyway, we ended up at a bar around the corner from my boyfriend's house. We had one glass of bad champagne and then went back to his house, and finished off a bottle of good champagne. We danced a little, and talked, and eventually went to sleep. It was my best new years eve. They've always been somewhat bad before.
I don't really have anything else to say. The rest of my weekend was really not very active. I spent it with my boyfriend and his family, but we didn't really do anything. I did manage to get addicted to one of my boyfriend's car racing computer games though, lol.
Anyway, have a good day, month, year people. Happy New Year!
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