Who knew that I had a holiday all my own? Apparently, these 3 people did. Thanks for remembering jerks!
Person #1: Random girl on subway
As I was taking a nap on the subway on my way to work this morning, I awoke to a person pushing up against me. I thought to myself, “Wow, the person next to her must be a real fatty!” I opened my eyes and looked over. Surprisingly, there was a big empty seat next to her on the bench. She smushed me again. What. The. Hell. Why are you all pushed up next to me when there’s a giant abyss of space on the other side?
Exasperated, I went back to sleep only to have her wake me up about 3 more times. The last time, I looked over and noticed that an actual orca was sitting next to her. Luckily, it was my stop so I vamoosed the hell out of there.
Person #2: Coworker #1
I’m walking down the hallway when someone runs up behind me, taps my knee-pit and barks. As my face contorts into its best WTF face, I notice one of my coworkers skipping away with a look of mischievous glee on his face.
Person #3: Coworker #2
I’m standing in my cubicle when Coworker #2 walks by and decides to nonchalantly give me a pat on the ass. Great.
Thanks for reminding me of this wonderful holiday everyone! You can bite me! :)
I’m a city boy. Specifically, I’m a New York City boy. What’s the difference you ask? We don’t follow traffic signals. We cross whenever and wherever we want. We’re tough; because damnit, we’re New Yorkers.
This morning as I was walking to work, I came upon an intersection with a Don’t Walk signal against me. I quickly glanced up the street and strode across the crosswalk. As I crossed I overheard a woman teaching her child, “Now look both ways before you cross! Oh look! There’s a car! Plus, it says don’t walk!”
And there I was, crossing the street on a Don’t Walk signal, with a taxi barrelling down half a block away. As I quickened my step, I overheard the little girl say, “But Mommy! He just crossed…”
I’m a great role model.
I didn’t know what I wanted for dinner tonight. I wandered up and down Lexington until I spotted a noodle shop. It wasn’t fast food and it wasn’t pizza, so why not? As I worked my way down the menu, I saw “Singaporean Rice Noodles,” with a little red pepper next to it. In fact, it was the only fried noodle dish with a red pepper. I was in a spicy mood.
At least I thought I was. Back at the office, I’m eating these super spicy noodles and I start sweating bullets. No sweat (HAHA), I think; I have a bunch of napkins with which to dab my forehead. But then, who decides to walk into my room but my boss, wanting to chat it up. Great. So she’s sitting across from me talking about God knows what, and all I can do is sit in front of her, nodding and sweating like a monkey. It got so bad that I had to wipe my face with a napkin while she was making idle conversation. How embarrassing.
But at least the noodles were good.
Random fact about me: I don’t like listening to James Blunt’s You’re Beautiful on the radio because they replace “f*cking high” with “flying high.” In my opinion, that (correct) lyric makes the song. Way to let me down again radio. Sigh.
The guitar and cymbals crescendoed as I walked down the lonely, dank hallway. I knew what was coming. As I emerged into the night, the cold air hit my face and the drums hit. I slid my finger across the volume dial and closed my eyes as I walked to my car.
It was almost surreal.
Lights will guide you home.
Rules of the game: Post 5 Weird and Random facts about yourself, then at the end, list the names of 5 people who are next in line to do this. Also leave a post on their xanga to let these people know
1. A little more than a year ago, I had no idea what EPs, covers or B-Sides were.
Prior to last summer, I was deep into the world of pop and hiphop. I even had a music folder titled just that. Its funny how 99% of the music I listen to now is rock. I also find it interesting to share that 30 of my 45 gigs of music has been accumulated in this short span of time. Feel free to check my last.fm site to check out what I’m listening to.
2. I am a threadless whore.
I think I have about 10 of their shirts. And I am even linking/promoting them with this fact. That’s how much of a threadless whore I am.
3. I like to dance around in my underwear.
But you will never catch me doing so. Well, I hope not — for both of our sakes.
4. I think a lot more than you think I do.
I overanalyze everything, and I mean everything. I dwell a lot upon random things too. I don’t really know how I find time to do so, since I usually occupy myself with mind-numbing, useless crap. Many people think that I am “nice” and considerate. That’s actually just because I think about everything, including you. If you don’t think I’m considerate, I’m probably thinking about you, but just don’t care enough to act on it. And if that’s not the case, then I’m sorry I’m such an asshole to you. I have a lot on my mind.
5. I’m addicted to the happy pill.
Zoloft anyone? Just kidding. Or am I?
I’m not going to tag anyone, because anybody I tag probably won’t do it anyway. But if the spirit so strikes you to do one, please do. I only did this because I <3 M. That’s the only reason. I hate jumping on these xanga bandwagons because then everybody has the same “unique” entry.
Oh yeah, I finally got off my lazy ass and made a new layout. Enjoy.
There I was: sitting at a felt-topped “World Series of Poker” table, surrounded by five Filipinos and a Chinaman, when I hear the subtle chime of my cell phone–alerting me to the arrival of a text message. Curious (and pleasantly surprised), I pull out my cell phone to check who it was from: 718-3__-7_7_. And this is what the text read:
Yo I have pocket aces. I think you should fold.
Warily, I scanned the faces at the table, analyzing which one of these diabolical fiends had sent me such an obvious ploy at mental blitzkreig. “Hahaha, funny guys… who sent me the text?” Nobody knew what I was talking about.
Then I remembered: my away message. “Poker night. text or call the cell <3″ Curses! That’s the last time I’m putting up poker in my away message you bastards.
P.S. Which one of you sent the text? 
1. I hate how awful shit always happens to my friends.
2. I hate how things are never simple and easy.
3. I hate how (most) girls are dumb. (Don’t even front like you don’t know this is true.)
4. I hate how we put so much trust into people, only to have it stepped on and thrown back into our faces.
5. I hate how things have to be weird.
6. I hate that feeling I get because of the above.
7. I hate how time flies.
8. I hate seeing my bumper lying in the street.
9. I hate getting sick.
10. I hate uber high gas prices.
1. I heart you.
2. I heart the peanut butter and jelly flavor at Ralph’s.
3. I heart you too — ever since that fateful day on 217th Street :D
4. I heart threadless.
5. I heart my new 200 gig hard drive.
6. I heart Starbucks’s Mint Mocha frap.
7. I heart downloading and “discovering” new bands.
8. I heart that feeling. Yes, you know what I’m talking about: that feeling.
9. I heart chocolate-covered blueberries.
10. I heart myself.
~ Labor Day was super fun. It was great to have our little reunion, even if we did get harrassed by the lake police.
~ Bands for you to check out: Ivy, Acceptance, Orenda Fink, The Spill Canvas, Kings of Leon, Ida, The New Pornographers, The Used, Jack’s Mannequin, Relient K, Clor, Red Letter Agent, Embrace, and Enon (in no particular order).
~ If anybody can get their hands on I’ll Be Near You by Ivy, I will be your best friend forever (from the upcoming movie, Bee Season).
~ Movies I want to see this fall: Bee Season, Corpse Bride, Pride and Prejudice, Lord of War, Everything is Illuminated, Oliver Twist, The Chronicles of Narnia, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Elizabethtown, Rent, Waiting, and maybe a couple more I can’t remember… :P
~ Prison Break is an amazing show.
~ The OC is on tonight. YESS!
~ I can’t wait for the Bloc Party concert this Friday.
~ I’ve become a threadless.com whore, and I’m damn proud of it.
~ Peanut Butter and Jelly is an amazing flavor at Ralph’s.
~ I’m happy.
~ It’s a small world after all… you just run into people all over the place.
~ Swinging on swings is fun as hell.
~ Good luck to everyone who starts school tomorrow. xD
~ I need a haircut soon. So does Jerry :X
~ My mom thinks I’m dirty since I walk around in flip-flops all day.
~ She has a point.
~ I need to restock my Altoids.
~ Life is good.
~ Shoes are the bane of my existence right now. :D
~ We all need to pray for New Orleans. Seriously. There are some crazy things happening down there and all over America.
~ Summer 2005 was one of the best summers ever.
~ I don’t know what else to say. Maybe I’ll edit this entry later. Or maybe not.
~ Here’s a pic to warm your <3 and feed your soul.
1. Singaporean Chili Crab Festival
2. Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge
3. Nostalgic visit to Stuy
4. Laying in the grass
5. Penang: family style
6. Crepes in Washington Square Park
7. The uber-awesome musicians in the park.
8. The Edukators
9. A bleary-eyed goodbye: see you in a year you stinker.
Today was almost perfect. Like 80% perfect.
Sorry for all the lame posts lately. I bet nobody cares about my shotgun updates, because frankly, you have no idea what I’m talking about. So I finally got off my lazy ass, and put together a couple of pictures for you to drool over. This is only a small selection of the events of the past month, if you want to see more pics or the videos (live 8 and fireworks), email me or something. But yeah, here’s a bunch of eye candy fo’ ya viewing pleasure (click pics to enlarge).
Cornell Graduation BBQ: June 3, 2005
Church Graduation BBQ: June 10, 2005
Independance Day Weekend: July 1-4, 2005
M’s house in Jersey with K. Grocery / general “old people” shopping. Dinner at Prospectors. Driving around looking for alcohol. Jenga w/ M’s bro and K. M’s friends arrive. “Adult” all-nighter conversation with M and K. Wake up at 4am to head to Live8. Arrive in Philly with a party of 10 at 6am. Wait and bake for 6 hours for the concert to start. Effing awesome concert: Will Smith performs the theme to Fresh Prince, Jay-Z’s last performance ever, etc. Heat exhaustion, free condoms, and the best Coke ever. Spray from the fire trucks. Dinner at the Continental. Passing out at D’s house. Passing out at M’s house. Brunch with the family <3 (thanks for cooking girls!) Train ride home with N. Meet up with J and A and shop all day. Penang. Passed out at home. Met up with J, J and A and ate at Jackson Hole. Stroll by Central Park. Flea markets are only open on the Weekends. Met up with T. Stroll from NoHo to Midtown. “St. Denis” Met up with A. A loves her lightning bolts. Looking for alcohol and other miscellaneous groceries. Head to M’s apt to see the fireworks. Best. Fireworks. Ever. T gets drunk. Took J and J home. Passed out.
Peace, Love, and super fun times,
Clear Pants Rainheart 
