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A difference a year makes….

I know a lot has happen since my last post that I didn’t get a chance to post about….because well I’ve been busy, and I don’t think about posting to my blog all the time.

Anyways….a year ago today I was introduce to the most wonderful person in the world.  She is so amazingly, wonderful and beautiful and to quote Bruno Mars, “…and I tell her everyday…”  A year ago today has definitely been the best day of my life so far.  It has been such a wonderful year getting to know Laura and I am so excited to spend many more years, learning more about her and experiencing many new firsts together.

I LOVE YOU BABY!! HAPPY “the day we met” :-*


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100 Strong

I am dedicating 100th post to my amazing girlfriend Laura. I can’t imagine life without her. I believe things happen for a reason, and I believe she came into my life at the right time. When I am with her all my troubles seem to dissolve away. One look at a her and her beautiful smile, immediately puts a smile on my face. If I was having a bad day, her smile puts all that to rest. I feel so comfortable around her, I feel like I can talk to her about anything and the best parts is I do and she does the same.



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It’s funny cause it’s true…

  1. Never give me work in the morning. Always wait until 4:00 and then bring it to me. The challenge of a deadline is refreshing.
  2. If it’s really a rush job, run in and interrupt me every 10 minutes to inquire how it’s going. That helps. Or even better, hover behind me, advising me at every keystroke.
  3. Always leave without telling anyone where you’re going. It gives me a chance to be creative when someone asks where you are.
  4. If my arms are full of papers, boxes, books, or supplies, don’t open the door for me. I need to learn how to function as a paraplegic and opening doors with no arms is good training in case I should ever be injured and lose all use of my limbs.
  5. If you give me more than one job to do, don’t tell me which is priority. I am psychic.
  6. Do your best to keep me late. I adore this office and really have nowhere to go or anything to do. I have no life beyond work.
  7. If a job I do pleases you, keep it a secret. If that gets out, it could mean a promotion.
  8. If you don’t like my work, tell everyone. I like my name to be popular in conversations. I was born to be whipped.
  9. If you have special instructions for a job, don’t write them down. In fact, save them until the job is almost done. No use confusing me with useful information.
  10. Never introduce me to the people you’re with. I have no right to know anything. In the corporate food chain, I am plankton. When you refer to them later, my shrewd deductions will identify them.
  11. Be nice to me only when the job I’m doing for you could really change your life and send you straight to managers’ hell.
  12. Tell me all your little problems. No one else has any and it’s nice to know someone is less fortunate. I especially like the story about having to pay so much taxes on the bonus check you received for being such a good manager.
  13. Wait until my yearly review and THEN tell me what my goals SHOULD have been. Give me a mediocre performance rating with a cost of living increase. I’m not here for the money anyway.

Anyone who has worked in an office environment and really anywhere can attest.

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Friggin A…

Friggin A why is it so hard to talk to a pretty girl you want to get to know? Is it the fear of rejection? Perhaps it’s the fear of embarrassment.  Perhaps its a combination of the two.

I just don’t understand why it’s so difficult for me to talk to a girl I find attractive.  For the past couple of weeks I have had my eye on this one girl.  She commutes into the city same time as me.  We take the 7:43.  She usually boards the second to last car and I usually wait for the last car.  I keep playing this scenario in my head where we would meet each other on our walk from the car to the platform, however I keep missing her by the slightest second.

So today, I decided to deviate from my normal routine of waiting for the last car of the train and follow her and wait where she waits.  Of course, my shyness/fear of rejection/fear of embarrassment took over and I failed to say “Hi, good morning.”  So later I decided to take the 6:05 train home, the train she normally takes, but yet again I failed to say anything.

It’s just so frustrating knowing you could be throwing something away by not saying, “Hi.”  I keep telling myself just say, “Hi,” if it blows up then go back to your normal routine and  never see her again, but when the time comes, my heart starts to beat really fast and I get all clammy and cotton mouth and nervous and just stand their, probably looking like an idiot, with the occasionally glances at her and then looking the other way.

ARRRRRGH!! why is this shit so difficult.  Tomorrow will be the day.  I AM GOING TO SAY HI (at the least) 



Ok, so huge mess moving into our new place but somehow we did it. We were planning on moving in June 2. And we were gonna paint our bedroom Memorial Day Weekend. However, we only gave our landlord like two weeks notice so, we got semi evicted – we found a note on the door saying something to the effect of, “Since you’ve given us short notice of your vacating, you have left us in a tenable short. We have two prospects that would need the apartment on or before June 1st, so we need you out on or before May 31st.”

Meanwhile we already had a truck scheduled for June 2nd and he said fine when we told him this, but now he was all like if you stay past May 31st I am going to charge you another months rent.

[side-rant: WHAT AN ASS, YOU’RE GONNA CHARGE ME AN EXTRA MONTHS RENT FOR TWO DAYS FUCK THAT ASSHOLE. We have been good tenants to him, fucking wrinkly old man. ARRRRRRRGH!!!!.]

So we had to scramble to get a truck for Saturday (yesterday) and move all the shower gifts to my parents (That night), since we cant take off during the week to move we needed to get out this weekend, plus if we were able to get out this weekend we weren’t going to give in the rest of the rent we owed him (we pay in increments, which we offered to us to do couple months back).

So luckily we were able to get a truck and pack it up and move all the shit in yesterday during the hottest day so far. Thank to the wonderful help of my friends Espo and Simon we were able to get everything out of the apartment and PIECE THAT FUCKER OUT. Thing was we had to put everything in the Living room and kitchen so we were able to paint the bedroom today (we painted the living room last weekend, luckily).

We are going to be so much better off here (I hope, *KNOCK ON WOOD*). We are closer to the train station, which I need to commute into the city for work. We are on the other side of the Roslyn Bridge (if anyone is familiar with the Roslyn Bridge) and Kamille has a straight shoot up to work in Port Washington. Although I had to pay an extra 24 bucks a month for my train ticket, we need to pay our own electric and cable and internet, we lost the dishwasher, washing machine and dryer and we decreased in size, the pros definitely outweigh the cons. See below for a list of pros and cons:


1. Closer to the train station
(so Kamille doesn’t have to waste gas and time going back and forth picking me up)
(the whole being under ground thing just didn’t work for us, we like being able to open up our windows)
3. Closer to supermarkets and restaurants
(the nearest supermarket was like 5 miles away)
4. Easier to get to
(Easier for all you to find so you have no excuse for not coming over
(we are saving 300 dollars in rent, although we are pretty much throwing that back to electric, cable, telephone and internet, still)


1. We need to pay our own electric, cable, telephone and internet.
2. I have to pay and extra 24 buck on my train ticket (see PRO #1)
3. We got screwed on the moving out day (as you just read)
4. LOT SMALLER SPACE to the CON list.

Yeah I think thats all the CONS, at least all i can think of right now.

I’ll get pictures up here once we get settles.

Ok well it’s late and im tired (even though im not going to go to bed )

Next time we move will be when we are ready to get a house (hopefully, *knock on wood* and then we will hire movers to move our SHIT!!

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