oh manskies, old school.
this is my sister sarah and i in the EARLY cascarino’s days<3 (the whitestone store)

…i had kind of a strange and tiring day…

this morning i woke up and got ready at a slower pace than i wanted to, but felt better about it when i walked up to the Q train platform and the train arrived after about 3 minutes after i climbed up there… i was stuck sitting in front of a day camp group of about 10 on the train. they wouldn’t hold still and kept hitting my knees. their ages ranged from about 4/5-12. obnoxious little fuckers were all wearing neon orange hats to distinguish themselves in a large group outing i guess… aggravating colour to look at first thing in the morning i suppose… they kept trying to fit like 3/4 kids in a 2 person spanned area… wanted to get up but the train was so packed that i couldn’t.

whatever. 34th street rolls up. they’ve been gone, good. i get stuck behind some chick on the staircase/upstairs who feels the need to stroll like we’re on a romantic walk on the beach… bitch, move. you’re in the subway. so finally i get up to herald square… doing my usual bus lane speed walking up to penn… i get downstairs to the ticket machine and this FOOL is taking 9739 years. all the ticket machines are in use, so i stay where i am. he’s stuck straightening out his dollar bills… last one. print. go. — i buy my ticket, get down the stairs to track 17, doors are closing. don’t see train door opening person to give the pleading look to… starbucks it is.

venti iced skim marble mocha and a reduced fat very berry coffee cake. (i’m sure it is, whatevz.) lots of yankee fans everywhere. (ew) — waiting, waiting, waiting. people watching… trying to figure out on the big LIRR map where atlantic ave LIRR stop comes into play, no conclusive info. — train on track 20. skipping murray hill and auburndale (my stop). hoooooorah. to bell blvd i go.

surprise erica, pick up lunch for me and ma dukes… kisses and hugs from aniceto, jorge and julio<3 (casci’s fam!) get a ride from delivery driver… finally get to my mom.

i haven’t posted at all about what’s been going on with my mother lately… she went for a stress/echo test and it came back positive. which means there could have been a blockage in her heart. we found this out last week. yesterday she went for an angioplasty and it came up clean! no blockage! woo! but i still went to take care of her, where they inserted the catheter is all stitched up and sore. she isn’t really supposed to walk that much, so i helped out all day. we watched a lot of TV, which was cool since i don’t watch much TV in general… had fun talks, lots of laughs, just hung out…

all i wanted to do at 9:44PM was begin my journey back home to brooklyn… i’m so tired with all the caffeine coursing through my veins since 10AM, holding two heavy shopping bags full of BS… i’m just minding my business, trying to haul ass to the auburndale LIRR station – as i’m walking from mom’s to the train stop, some tan car holding a bunch of hooligans passes me by and some kid screams out “nice hair, stupid!”. i’m like, yeah okay whatever – it’s dark out. next block, five mins later, another car passes me with two or three kids in it passes by and one screams out “bitch!”… lol… really? wtf is wrong with people?

…mind you my hair is down today with a bobby pin holding a chunk of the front/left with a bobby pin. that’s it. i’m wearing flip flops, shorts and a v-neck today. i look kinda normal, not so stand out-ish… what the hell?

another car passed by and there were whistles being blown… sorta evened out the insults, lol…

zzz. can’t wait to hit the bed.

i know, it’s been boring around here…  i live a boring life people…
i promise to spark it up soon – i have a lot going on in may
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
okay so saturday, now that i’m not heated over the FUCKING asshole anymore…

aside from getting into a screaming match with steve, and then bitching him out…  i ran into a lot of my friends, got HIGHLY inebriated, and also made an ass of myself.  for the most part, had a good time.

my friend john came out.  which was cool and strange. (we sorta used to hang out/date? in 2005)  …i had not seen him in ages…  he’s best friends with two kids that used to work at casci’s with me (one was with him, one of his friends i know was there too), that’s how we met…  and we had a good time.  turns out he’s got an anchor tattoo on his arm that reads “worship” & “tribute” in the scrolls.  HOW COOL/WEIRD? lol.  (okay, if you don’t know i have an anchor tattoo on my left arm and “worship/tribute” on my chest).  he says he told me about it but i honestly couldn’t remember and was amazed.  laura kept saying we were fated to be together… lol.  and yes, obv. he’s a huge glassjaw fan as well.

i saw one of andrews old friends and one of jeffs old friends – together.  weird, i hadn’t seen them in years either.  i can’t say that i remember most of our conversation other than mike telling me he was breeding his pitbull and joe loved that i could still spell his intricate italian last name in my phone, lol…  they were with my ex jeff’s ex marilyn who i take the bus/train with into work.  oh our little queens towns…

and the usual suspects were there…
and erica was out for a bit…

erica and i had gone out for dinner/sangria at like 6 and that’s when the madness started.  i didn’t get home until almost 4:45 AM.  you can only imagine the state that i was in.  i don’t remember a lot of the end of the night…  laura left to see her ex at some point that was working down the block at the tanning salon, my friends are lushes that stayed there, steve left after we fought, asshole left and i wound up making fun of him and what his ex was wearing (not knowing it was his ex – lace stockings and jean shorts? she’s not even fierce enough for that – pfft.) and stumbled home.

well, DUHHHH!  i forgot that everyone gives a flying fudge about what i do on the weekends, and i forgot to share what i did this past one…

friday: erica’s!
saturday: cascarino’s w/erica and then we went to the mall – i finally got an iphone, i got this wonderful piece of sexy bag that is known as my new snakeskin betseyville bag (it needs more purple on it betsey, boo you!) – i got the newest DKNY perfume, yum! and some ridiculously large, awesome, neon pink, $11 bag from target… haha, my bags were on different price spectrum’s that day…

sunday: krays/casualties free show @ club europa in brooklyn…  sweaty, friend filled, free, lots of beer, HOURS of music, cute punk rock boys, my shiny pants (lol), i finally broke out the op-ivy shirt i drew…  more beer.  phil’s moustache, tim got arrested, BILLY TAINT!, jimmy chune?, jorge with emo hair, jake with a mullet, ridic! pictures i won’t be able to get from joanna because i’m “not on facebook” wahhhhh, bite me – that website sucks, lol.

andddddd that was my exciting weekend.

holiday cocktail lounge on friday was fast and furious, since we needed to be somewhere else later on…  we get there so early and get sloshed by like 8PM – it’s the worst.  so we decided since sophie had her work key, we’d go to her office to nap…

…little did we realize the elevator was locked as well as the staircase doors to get onto the floors…  worst.  so we hung out in the staircase for a few and then decided to move ourselves to a local bar for a $10 pitcher of bud light before the events of the evening started…

decided i wasn’t going to bother with the male species at all, until some suit that worked for AMEX wound up chatting with us…  someone put suicide machines on the jukebox at the bar and all three of us were like ???  whoa!  and YES! and he was impressed i knew who they were – me and soph were like, this is our scene…

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wow the superbowl is boring! zzzzzzzz.

i was falling asleep on erica’s couch, so i came home instead of putting myself through that anymore…  gonna hit the shower and the pillow.  i had a long ass day…

i like to go to cascarino’s on the weekends to chill out with erica and the gang…  i went to barnes and noble today, bought my favorite little mexican aniceto a english/spanish translation book and then was on my way over to the restaurant…   i brought UNO, had good eats/good company…  lots of caffiene and then booze @ winnie’s…  then i wound up working?  tattoo’s exposed and all, lol.   it was kinda weird, but kinda fun at the same time.

i just want to rest.  and damn the weekend for going too fast.  i’m in need of a lazy day, dammit.