Apartment Search

So its time to prepare for my move to my new apartment. Well, actually I have to find a place to live first. I have been all over Craigslist and i think I may have found what I am looking for. Its located in downtown Jersey City about 4 blocks from the train station and the price is so reasonable. Its not in the luxury building I wanted to move in but it will also save me about $1000 a month. We can always ball out of control when we actually become a lawyer. Anyway, I am calling tomorrow to setup an appointment. Here's to hoping this place is a good look for me.

Amazing Weekend

I had such an amazing weekend. The ND kids are so much fun. We explored NYC so much that I now have a new favorite restaurant in the village. Plus, I found this pair of Seven's I have been searching for my whole life. Probably not my whole life but yeah they were a great find. Plus, we went to AC and I loss all my money including what I won last week but it was all worth it.
Look out for the ND reunion Memorial Day 2009, Chicago. Sign up sheets at the bottom of the post.

Brent Crude $133 a Barrel

Oil is $133 a barrel. Yes, Oil. Not Gold but Oil. How ridiculous? Anyway, enough is enough with these ridiculous gas prices. I had to do something. So today I purchased an ETF that purchases oil futures contracts. I am about to be rich bitch. Not really, but if prices keep rising I will definitely reap the benefits. Oil to $200.

AC

Yesterday, I was so bored that I took a little road trip by my lonesome. I was driving to the mall and then randomly decided to keep driving. An hour and a half later I was in Atlantic City playing roulette. Do I have a gambling problem? Probably, not. However, I do enjoy winning money, which is exactly what I did this weekend. I won enough to buy a pair of shoes from Hugo Boss and put a little change in the bank. It was definitely a good look.

In Case You Missed It

Mary J. Blige Stay Down (Live)
by Phillips-Entertainment

What is a Pleb?

In Ancient Rome, the plebs were the general body of Roman citizens, distinct from the privileged class of the patricians. A member of the plebs was known as a plebeian (Latin: plebeius). The term is used more commonly today to refer to one who is in the middle or lower class, or who appears to be; however, in Rome, plebeians could become quite wealthy and influential.

In British, Irish and Australian English pleb is a derogatory term for someone thought of as inferior, common or ignorant. A pleb is seen as the lowest form of society and the highest form of loser.

Source: Wikipedia

Damn Plebs

Today I spent time doing charitable works with the plebs. Let's just say I walked away realizing two things: You people are ugly and mean. Not ugly in the literal sense but ugly in the way you treat each other. All this reaching and striving to be held in high esteem in my court has truly affected your dealings with each other. You all are keeping each other down and getting no where at all. Its sad. You all can do better.

Beheading

Offender: Subway Riders
Offense: Assault

Every morning I have to deal with the same thing. Pushy old people forcing themselves into overcrowded trains to make it to work. Everyday I have to see someone get elbowed in the stomach or have someone's forearm placed against their throat all in the name of arriving to work before 9am. The fact of the matter is your job will be there if you get their at 905 or 855. Trains run every 4 minutes. There is no need to make a fool of yourself by getting stuck in between the closing doors of the train. I must admit its pure comedy for me unless you happen to touch me. Oh, and don't think just because its crowded you can "mistakenly" touch me in those dark places. I will definitely cut a b*tch.

Punishment: Riding the train for the next month smashed against the door with some 300 pound beast's belly against your man junk, some old ladies cheap perfume placed right below your knows, and one of those hobos who won't shut up discussing all the things that are wrong with this country right next to you.

Comical Emails

From: Nigerian Princess
To: The Planner; FrontOffice Girl; King;
Subject: RE:

ooo seems interestinggg..shall investigate later.
 
omg guys, can i just stress the benefits of a HIGH-protein diet? I haven't been to the gym since like 4Q'07, and i went last night and I feel like i look more toned today!! (maybe it's all in my head??). Eat tons of chicken bones and eggs and your body will love you for it.

From: FrontOffice Girl
To: Nigerian Princess; The Planner; King;
Subject: RE:

HAHAHAA!! but I see you eating pasta/twix/scooby cookies/basically anything you please. and yet you've lost weight. how do you do it?!!!! fatty grasshopper must learn. 

From: Nigerian Princess
To: FrontOffice Girl; The Planner; King;
Subject: RE:

lol oh yea...oops forgot about the pasta and TWIX (which i have..umm EVERYDAY!!) and scooby snacks, but I'm working on trasitioning to an ALL PROTEIN diet like my coworker who looks like an extra from '300'.

From: FrontOffice Girl
To: Nigerian Princess; The Planner; King;
Subject: RE:

what i really wanna know is how Janet jackson goes from 600 lbs to 120 in like 3 months. such perseverance!!

From: Nigerian Princess
To: FrontOffice Girl; The Planner; King;
Subject: RE:

chicken bones and eggs!!!!
 
and maybe a lil suction here and there...

From: The Planner
To: Nigerian Princess; FrontOffice Girl; King;
Subject: RE:

I think Janet Jackson needs to find her happy weight and stay there. All this yoo-yoo dieting is not good for the heart. Look what happened to Luther :-(

From: Nigerian Princess
To: The Planner
Cc: King
Subject: RE:

lmfao...he was having a dozen crispy cremes and two pizza pies for BREAKFAST. it was only a matter of time before he would finally get to dance with his father again!!

Estelle on Letterman

IRHMJ

I Really Hate My Job. I Really Love My Fellow Analysts.  

Two New Obsessions

Learning Spanish. Finding an Apartment.

Four days in Madrid inspired me to try learn Spanish again. I was a beast in HS until my second year Spanish teacher decided he hated me and taught to the bottom of the class. Anyway, I plan on teaching myself by listening to Podcasts and watching tela novelas. Wish me luck. 

Oh, and rent is so high in the NYC area. I might have to commute each day from Maine to find an affordable place. Seriously a box should not be called an apartment and it definitely shouldn't cost $2,000 to rent. Here's to hoping a find an affordable place so I can eat while attending law school. 

Sunday Times Pt.2

I am kind of back on schedule. Sunday's are my reading and Sunday morning political talk show day of the week. Once again the Sundays NY Times Magazine has a quality cover article. Check it out. 

Still Not Back to Normal

Since I have been home and returned to work I have felt terrible. I don't know what is wrong with me but I am sleepy, have terrible migraines, and just want to slap people. That is all.

Bonus Parade

Savings & Loans issued the year end review/compensation calendar yesterday. I didn't see it until today and it made me so happy. Basically we get our money in July which means the end is near. I have an exact date, July 26, 2008. Exactly 85 calendar days away. August is mine!

Rejection

UCLA provided the first flat out rejection of the cycle. All the schools ranked above the Bruins either accepted me or place me on a waiting list. Since they took 4 months to respond they were out of the picture. But ladies and gentlemen that concludes my cycle. 3 acceptances, 2 waitlists, and 1 rejection. 

Savings & Loans

Returned to work today. Anywhere but there would be great. Definitely nauseous for most of the day. One coworker believes I am allergic to the building. Nigerian Princess believes she has contracted malaria. Meanwhile my manager has joined the Hate On Me club. He is now one of dozens of members, who eventually discover life sucks when you put so much energy into disliking another human being who has done you no wrong. 93 days until Freedom. 

Sunday Times

I am still recovering from my long journey across seas so I didn't go to work today. Instead, I spent the day washing clothes, shopping, and taking care of things I didn't do before I left. Anyway, the Sunday Times Magazine had some really interesting reads this week. You kids should check them out if you have some time.

http://www.nytimes.com/pages/magazine/index.html

Waitlisted at Harvard

Finally, found out while i was away that I have been waitlisted at the Big H. I guess that is far better than being rejected but it will still be a long summer. At this point, I am going to NYU but if Harvard calls I will definitely listen.

I'm Back

Sorry loyal subjects for the long abscence, I was gallavanting through foreign seas and lands. Anyway, it was a wonderful excursion and much needed break from Savings & Loans. Below are the some funny moments/ mundane events that made this trip memorable. Be warned some of the quotes or incidences you will not get. You had to be there. Luckily, Blue Jeans and the Spaniard were there so they should get a kick out of some of these stories.

London Gravitas
Our first interaction with a Brit was at Paddington as we tried to take the Tube to our hotel. We needed to purchase tickets so Blue Jeans inquired with the station attendant about getting a pass.

Blue  Jeans: Hi! I'd like to purchase 2 three day passes.

Station Attendant: Will you be traveling before 930?

Blue Jeans (after conversing with me. I had been on a plane for 7 hours so you know how that conversation went. Basically just buy the damn tickets and hurry up) : Probably.

Station Attendant: No Sir....Its a simple question. Will you be traveling before 930? (Emphasis added, including dry British accent.)

Needless to say I burst out laughing and realized we weren't in Kansas anymore. Oh, the Brits and their no holds barred approach to conversation. Gotta love it.

Mouthwatering Treats
The following was a post dinner conversation about the chocolates the restaurant provided. The humor in this lies in who said it. Sadly, the person requested anonymity but he/she will always know we had this moment.

King: I dont like it. Its too hard. I'd dont like hard things in my mouth.

Anonymous:  Well if its going to be in my mouth, I'd like it to be hard.

Brown Sauce
The second day in London started off with a bang. It was 8 in the morning and we are about to take the Tube to Picadilly Circus. As we entered  the train station Blue Jeans and I heard  this huge racket. For a second we thought we had  been transported back to home. Lo and behold its an African station attendant and African woman in the midst of a heated argument. All we hear is: You Shut  Up(British Accent). No, you Shut Up(thick British Accent) Ten times over.

Suddenly, the station attendant tired of this ridiculous back and forth rushes down the escaltor after the woman and launches what he believes to be the nastiest of all verbal attacks: YOU'RE A SAUCY WOMAN !!
BAHHHH!!!!
Please make it stop. I'm still laughing. He called her saucy. Is this the south in 1909? Nope, it is London 2008. What takes the cake is that these fools were arguing because the woman didn't say Cheerio or Top of the Morning. Only in London.

Otter. Look it up.

Hopeless American walks into an Italian restaurant near the Trevi Fountain whispering in broken Italian. The  Italian waitress disgusted with this woman's woeful attempt responds:   I speak English (Emphasis Added).

Silly Americans always trying too hard.

Blue Jeans should be slapped twice for this one. Everytime I think of this story my legs start to hurt. We get off the Tube at Covent Garden and surprisingly there are 5 elelvators located at the exit with a bunch of people waiting for them. Clearly a sign. Blue Jeans decides we should walk, "It will be faster" So we enter this cylindrical turret type of staircase. Think British castle. We literally ascend from the depths of Hell. We meet Cerberus and Hades along the way. By the time we reached the top we're covered in soot and years have passed by. Not really but you get the picture.Really wanted to slap a bitch.

Winning at this shady casino in London. You know I had to get it in. Definitely thought I was going to be cut if I left with any of my belongings including my teeth. We hurried out of there after I won playing roulette.

Random conversation between Blue Jeans and myself while at dinner in Paris reminiscing about Madrid. Be reminded Blue Jeans doest have an evil    sarcastic bone in his body.

King: He looked just like the Spaniard. Blue Jeans:  Yeah, if  the Spaniard gained 50lbs, had a beer belly, and wore a tight shirt.

So not the case. The guy def looks like the Spaniard and def wasn't fat nor did he have a tight shirt on. In fact it was a black sweater but two weeks with the King and suddenly Blue Jeans had mastered the malicious attack about those we meet. Classic.

While riding the subway in Paris this plump man enters a rather roomy train. However, he decides he is going to squeeze between the train door and this stylishly dressed Parisian man. So Fat Ass struggles to enter this space not meant for people while also reading his book. He beats the Parisian up trying to maneuver all his junk into the spot. The look of disgust on this man's face will forever be engrained in my memory.
Not only did he have ass rubbed all in his face but now his look was dishoveled. You all know that pain. Too funny.