one night in 2003, sophie and i wound up going to this kid mike’s house. i was dating/fucking mike (i don’t know what you could call it aside from dramatic bullshit, we never officially dated) – it was going on and off for years… i always sum it up with the song “let’s go to bed” by the cure… anyways, we wound up there and it was a bunch of us drinking and being fools… i was in the kitchen and found one of mike’s shoelaces on the kitchen table. i thought it would be cute to wear his shoelace around my neck so i wrapped it around my neck twice, knotted it super tight and cut it off with a chef’s knife.

i was pretty drunk at this point. i look back and can’t believe i did something so stupid while i was drinking, i could have really done something stupid and hurt myself…

at any rate, i love this thing and i can’t seem to part with it.
i’ve made a lot of memories wearing this thing since then.

countless shows, foreign countries, through various boys and girls, the romanian, the tsevis tragedy, through all of my cascarino’s days, several states, drunken nights, my apartments, horrible moments, glorious moments… just a ton of experiences. it’s like, part of me.

can’t part with it yet, lol. maybe i’ll cut it off in 2013 so that i can say i wore it for an entire decade of my life…

Drink whenever:

• Canadian stuff, eh? (any reference to canada i.e. saying “aboot” or the presence of mounties)
• Paige says “hun”
• Jimmy is using his legs
• Any character is left with blue balls (girl or guy)
• Hazel and/or Terri are insignificant
• Liberty needs a deep dicking
• Emma mentions the environment
• Emma is a cunt
• Craig is batshit crazy
• There’s bad parenting
• Sean is gangsta
• It goes there and/or is 100% intense
• Manny is a slut
• Media Immersion is mentioned
• Ellie is depressing or is wearing something bought at Hot Topic
• Emma’s Dad is retarded
• Marco is gay
• There’s a random black person or lesbian in the background

one of my “him”‘s was there… (referring to one of two ASSHOLES i “dated/hooked up with” last year – a friend of his…)

i kinda felt bad after we disappeared for like, almost ten minutes, but oh well…. you decided not to date me, and you haven’t been a friend… (i didn’t do anything on purpose, i didn’t know he was even going to be there – but w/e – i went to make moves mannnnnn, so i made ‘em.)… he left me hanging back then, and obviously never gave a shit, so what am i supposed to do?

sophie and i got rather tipsy, had fun, came home.

here i sit with beef ramen<3 (BEST) and i’m about to fall asleep.

…good times.

spent a lot of time with erica – actually a lot of the last week was spent with her. i want to get in as much time as i can while i’m still living over here… we had dinner together, hung out at the house because the weather was shit… got drunk. then i wobbled over to the knights to see my love jennifer<333 we drank, had some laughs, went across to the diner and had a romantic late night snack<3 and then we went home... (after waiting an hour for our cabs - worst!)

saturday i slept in and then george asked me if i wanted to go out with him to some bar and it wound up being his brothers birthday. soooo i met his brother (and his fiancé) for the first time at a german restaurant/bar in long island city. it was a lot of fun, they were both super nice we watched the ranger game (it was the first game against scott gomez<3 ugh. anddd the rangers lost, meh.) and then we left after a while... cuddlefest! best!<3 </CORNBALL>

george dropped me off this afternoon and erica and i picked right back up where we left off, chowing down @ cinco de mayo (shocker) drunk&sober by 7PM. we watched the yankee/angels game and then we went shopping and here i sit typing this. when i should have hair dye on my head.

will do that now.

stillllllll can’t find my purple haze dye feck.

friday: movie night with my lovie<3 a mi casa...

saturday: went to the jersey shore (long branch) for my cousin kim’s wedding… it took place on the beach at a resort… it was kind of surreal, when i looked around at the hotel behind me and the boarwalk area, it screamed CANCUN! until i looked towards the beach and saw dirty jersey water… lol. bleh. it turned out to be a lot of fun, but super tiring since we were dancing in sand all night…

(L>R) this is my moms sister/my aunt edie’s family… my cousin marie (a week younger than me/my other half in life), kim, uncle ed, aunt edie and katy. ed is actually kim’s step father, my aunt remarried in the early 80′s.

i didn’t have my camera, just my iphone… so i’m depending on others to send me NICE pictures, but here: my sister was attempting taking a pic of the three of us (that’s her boyfriend) and after three pretty try’s, instead i just made this face… AINT I PURRRRDY? lol

the night ended with these fireworks shooting off, super pretty!
…wound up sleeping at my mom’s house, it felt weird… haven’t slept there in months.

sunday: spent time with mom, went to dinner with erica @ cinco de mayo’s – got a tad inebriated!, hung out with jen at the knights and then went home with george – watched wall-e<3

monday: cuddled, got some coffee, totally RELAXED, BSG nerded out, walked around the hood, and stuffed myself with empenada’s con mi amor… so perfect on our day off

friday night i had an escape from it all… i went to go see the bouncing souls at webster hall (left). i went with steve and a few of his friends that i’ve been acquainted with before (on more than one occasion-they’re just more his friends than mine…). so we had some drinks, caught a buzz and went into the crowd… the set list was okay, no great songs they never play though, but i danced my little ass off and had a lot of fun. one of the better shows i’ve been to in the last two years, i must say.

on saturday afternoon, jen brought her little dog jackson over to meet oscar but oscar wasn’t havin’ it… the attempts were cute though… we made an exquisite, “adult” salad (as jen puts it, lol) and she read my tarot cards… which were kinda on the money. the reading (of course referring to my love life, lol) made me cry, and also gave me positive vibes… at night my friend matt was showcased at a gallery in williamsburg and i went down there to support/enjoy. i met up with jes and her main squeeze KA and my boy george also rolled through… we did a walk-through, chatted it up outside and got our drink on until everyone departed because of the lack of booze at the gallery… so we all went to some bar near where we were and hung out for a bit. george left and we went to hope lounge which SUCKED. the music was horrible and it was filled with vinny mozzarella’s (lol) so we went to the diner and got our eat on.

sunday was supposed to consist of: rox, missy, jen, booze, sun and girl talk… but in actuality, it wound up being: jen, jackie, drizzle, booze, and san loco instead… which turned out to be a fabulous time!<3 …my lazy ass got up way too late to make a free show to see girl talk in the hip(w)-burg (barf!) – so we wound up chillin’ instead… jen slept over and we had a temporary tattoo, bed cuddling, fun time – so all in all, a fun weekend – woo!

i woke up to a text from my babe rox who wanted to chill out at coney (holy fuck she makes me feel pale, lol… look at my legs! i need a tan!) – the siren music fest was going on, so we were gonna hit that up. i heard a lot about it all week but i didn’t know what type of music it was or anything so i checked out their website. this year i only knew two bands from the line-up. i checked out the other years and there are some GOOD bands on the past events. cursive played in 2007! aaaaaaaaaaaand i wasn’t there, boo that.

so i’m on my way to her… on the Q train, sitting in the two seaters at the end of the car, sippin’ on my huge iced coffee, texting away, minding my business… when this dude feels the need to come next to me and undo his belt/pants and tuck in his wife beater and redo his belt. ew. as if that wasn’t horrid enough to have to witness, he starts doing a train car workout.

could i even make this shit up? (pics after the jump)

this guys starts stretching in front of the doors with his ass in my face, and i just look over and his son wants to die of embarrassment and his wife is searching through her bag for something. doesn’t even notice. so finally he starts stretching on the next pole (visual below), away from me, thank god.

and then puts his feet up on the wall and started doing push-ups (pictured above)…
…after he did his push-ups, he was whining about needing purell.

guh.

so we got some drink tickets, chilled out, chatted, people watched, made fun of people were talking about AND watched, lol, and had some good love/sex and life talks. we also managed to get drunk by 5pm. which is when ilya found me. haha, worst. we made our way to beer island, which i think is setup for people falling backwards in chairs for everyone elses amusement… sand is a sloppy thing. especially hard to walk on when drunk. our friend deirdre came by who i haven’t seen in ages, but i only got to see her for a few minutes… we were all starving so we went left there to get lunch/dinner at don burrito’s (sorry jen!)

ilya, nick and michelle came back to my apartment to hang out… we walked the dog and chilled out on our smaller balcony… which isn’t actually all that small. we should fix it up and get some chairs out there, it was relaxing. i really want to utilize it.

so yeah, that was my night.

today i’ve gotta go to queens for a wake. my friend franks brother died last week… he just had a daughter 9 months ago, poor baby girl. i feel so bad for her in all of this. and for his family, obviously. he was an acquaintance of mine, we weren’t good friends or anything… just saw him out a bunch of times with his brother. frank is the kid i made my confirmation with in 2005. we used to work at cascarino’s together, he was one of my delivery boys.

on that note, gotta get ready to go. to get to queens is one hell of a journey on sundays. trains run like shit.

saturday:
hung out with jen and ilya all day until he left… we attempted to watch mallrats and fell asleep for about an hour – then when we finally woke up – i decided since my pay was deposited early this weekend, that i was gonna take jen out to dinner for mexican food… we ventured off into the wilderness of brooklyn and didn’t realize i did it without my wallet… about 35 minutes north of the hood we realized this, and came back. only to find that it didn’t even matter because my bank card wasn’t in my damn wallet anyhow. so i tried to figure something out but it was already almost 8PM and the bank was closed… so we just made mac and cheese and watched TV in the romantic setting of my christmas lights<3 lol

sunday:
thankfully my boss went into work on sunday, and turns out on one of my weekday afternoon coffee excursions i left my bank card in my work sweater… so i went to dumbo to pick it up – had another jason schwartzman spotting!!!!!! (sneaky little man has been hiding) – got a coffee and was on my way to queens. had to see my lovie dovie erica and go see mama dukes.

erica and i went to cinco de mayo for some food/sangria (shocker, i know) and watched classic ranger games on MSG. felt soooooo good to do that again. we were watching the ’94 stanley cup finals against the canucks. crazy how anxious one can still get watching a series from 15 years ago, lol.

mommy and i went to target and i bought some much needed BS and she finally came to see my apartment… she even said it was such an easy/fast ride, i don’t understand why my queens turd friends aren’t here more often, lol.

and that was my weekend, in case you were wondering.

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.

predestined paths.

(i believe in life magic, lol)

there are little white dots all over the walls from where i had stuff taped up, my monster collage walls…  still nowhere near as bad as my old house, but enough…

…i’m gonna miss my little mid-urb neighborhood…  i realized that last night when i was getting home from work.  i had to leave early because of ridiculously horrible cramps, and wound up being back here while it was still light out.  and quite warm.  – i love spring time so much.  and it looks so pretty around here – all the big/little houses with such character (especially the tudors! – fave!) – flowers and trees…  not buildings and hustle/bustle…  well not too much of it anyways, especially on my side streets…

in fact walking home during spring/summer and fall nights from bell is one of my favorite things in the world.  once the warm weather hits, i live for it.  good exercise and it clears the head…  so this weekend, i gotta fit it in before i won’t be around all the time.  especially to sleep here…  although i’m sure i’ll be here for many drunken nights that i’ll end up crashing on the couch…  haha i’m acting like i’m gonna be in another state or country…  but brooklyn – especially where i’m going to be – is kinda far.  especially when you don’t drive.  and now i REALLY don’t have the need to, lol.  and i think it’s gonna be a way different crowd than around here.

BLAH BLAH BLAH.
i’ve got a closet the size of  a small bedroom and a red haired italian boy to get tattoo’d with often!

so…  in other news.  the rangers won tonight (snoozefest, i know – but it’s the playoffs! – GO LUNDQVIST! GO DUBEY!<333) anddd i finally got my rosary ring that i had ordered… one size too big – so it’s on my middle finger instead of my ring finger…
(note to self: SIZE 5 ring finger.)

uhhhh i forgot to post a lot recently…  for example: last thursday, erica and i were going to go for a walk with some coffee because it was nice out – and instead, walking passed kc’s bar – we see our boss vinny from casci’s chillin’ out with this other bartender we know and his gf – so we go in to say hi and it’s all downhill from there.  i then bumped into shonen and danny at the bar (you dont even know who these people are!) and sean and danny from endwell… (a band) and erin as well.  it was a druken mess of a night.  on a thursday.  on bell.

yeah.
bayside<3

yeah, i don’t live an exciting life at all.
goodnight.