Friday, October 5

wedding woes

It's been a really long time since I posted anything, but I'm in need of venting so here I am. Wedding planning fucking sucks. Alex and I have looked through pretty much every "wedding location" in the NYC area (including Long Island, excluding New Jersey) and have not found a single place we both want to get married in. We're not asking for much.

  1. Reasonably priced (less than $125/person)
  2. not a wedding factory that cranks them out 2+ at a time
  3. no mirrored walls or ceilings
  4. no lace or doilies
  5. no nasty carpet or wall paper
  6. windows!!!
  7. some place memorable
I spoke to a catering director from one of our "finalists" out on Long Island (which we are now reconsidering) and the worst thing he said was "all the brides LOVE the pond." Fuck you, catering guy! I don't care what other brides love. Actually, the fact that a few dozen (hundred?) brides have come through there and had the same exact ice sculpture and fruit display, makes me want to vomit. The complete lack of effort and creativity that our wedding would require of them makes their price seem even more absurd.

Totally bummed.

Wednesday, August 8

overheard at a meeting

Scene: small conference room in small generic hotel. People are schmoozing before the first presentation begins.

Miss K and Ms. L are sitting next to each other at a small table. Mr. J is standing facing them from across the table.

Mr. J: Hey, I haven't seen you before. What's your role?
Miss K: I'm the new intern at Workplace X
Mr. J: Great! Interns are so hard to find these days.
Ms. L: Especially good ones.
Mr. J: I had this great intern once. Then she got cancer.
(group sighs in unison)

Wednesday, June 13

the good life

After a nice dinner at the Stanford Shopping Center (salad with lightly grilled tuna fillet), Alex and I went to the gym/pool. I did 3 miles on the elliptical while he swam laps, followed by hanging out in the pool and hot tub.

I love my job.
I live in a great area and a very nice apartment.
The weather is always perfect.
I have lots of friends around.
I own a Wii.

Pittsburgh can kiss my shiny metal ass.

(oh, and Pirates 3 sucked)

Sunday, April 22

bummer

Got up at 8am today to wait in line at the local Best Buy for a Wii. The store opens at 11 on Sunday and we got there around 8:55. We didn't know how many they had, but there were already quite a few people in line. Another car pulled up at the same exact time as us, and those people (a guy and girl) made it to the line before us. A store employee arrived shortly after and announced that they had 18 consoles in stock.

A guy in line behind us, who had waited in line unsuccessfully on 4 previous occasions, did a head count of who was getting wiis. The couple before us were getting Wii's # 17 and 18! After they found out that particular fact, they didn't face us for the rest of the time in line. I can't be sure they were actually a couple. I suppose they could've been friends who just drove in together, but there was a guilty look about them.

There were, in fact, several couples/families in line who were each going to get a Wii, most likely to resell on Ebay, or for other friends/family who couldn't bother to get up early to wait in line with the rest of us. The very sad guy behind us (#20) offered $325 to anyone in the line ahead of him to buy their wii. Turns out that the first people in line had set up a chair for a friend of theirs who wasn't sure if he was coming. They were "saving" his place. The lady made a call to her friend who decided to take #20's $75 extra bucks and sleep in instead of coming out to wait in line. Another "gentleman" in line ahead of us happened to have a wii in his trunk, which he walked around and offered to the people behind us for $365, and then went back in line to buy yet another wii to resell. ARG! These people have no sense of fairness or decency.

So the hunt goes on.

Saturday, April 21

raw dough

Safeway brand frozen pizza just isn't any good. It looks very promising, and parts of it actually taste pretty good. The problem is that it's impossible to cook it. You can overcook it by up to 10 minutes and get the edges really burnt, but the center will still be completely raw dough. It's pretty nasty and soggy... literally dripping. I've tried multiple types of this pizza and cooked them in both the regular oven and toaster oven, and have yet to get a fully cooked center. I give up on Safeway pizza. Too bad I can't post reviews for their brand items on their website, I'd give it 2 stars.

Monday, April 2

April already? Yeah Baby!

It's Sunday night and as Alex wages war against the Malm bedframe crossbeams I figured it was a good time to update the blog.

It was a really busy weekend. I worked both Saturday and Sunday at the Yeah Baby Expo in Santa Clara. On Saturday, we all showed up at 8am to set up our Consumer Genetics booth. By around 2pm we were all worn out and not very enthusiastic about talking to people for another 3 hours. Our strategy for Sunday was to take shifts. I volunteered for the afternoon shift ;) so I got to sleep in a little. I got there at 1am so that I had energy to talk to the expo goers while others could veg in the background. Then we all went out to dinner at El Torito which was delicious.

Tomorrow I start week 2 at my job, although when you work a full weekend it all starts to blend together. I bet tomorrow will feel like a Wednesday.

Why is the Wii still impossible to get?

Thursday, March 1

week 1

It's been 1 week since I arrived in California. It's been both eventful and relaxing at the same time. The day after I arrived I had a job interview which went well. Friday morning I had a meeting in San Francisco, followed by a night out in SF with all my "Bay Area Peeps" (as my email group is titled). We went to The Slanted Door, which was fantastic. That was followed by partying at Boss. Unfortunately, we were all so full from dinner, none of us could get drunk, despite lots of trying. Then we crashed a karaoke room to sing a few hits, and back out to the club floor. The following night included Wii fun at a friend's place. Since then, there's been lots of laundry, cleaning, errands, and sleeping. Not too bad.

Alex is out for the rest of the week in Colorado leaving me free to roam around the apartment. At first I thought it was going to suck, but so far so good. After dropping him off at the airport, I went grocery shopping. In addition to the usual stuff, I got some tequila and margarita mix (it's awesome to be able to get that at the grocery store), and I also got some Alize (flavored cognac).

//begin ramble:
The concept of grocery membership cards is really sneaky. I spent something like $130 tonight, and as the cashier was handing me the receipt he pointed out that I saved $15 with my membership card. Well, duh! Who wouldn't want a membership card then? Everyone must have one, so what's the point of even making people sign up for it? It's not like there are so many competing grocery chains out here... just Costco and Whole Foods (that I know of). So what do they gain by making me carry around a plastic barcode? They get to analyze my shopping habits and categorize me and make me a part of a very large dataset that helps them determine which brand of chips to put next to the dip and what aisle to keep the specials in. It's a bit scary really when you think about it. So far they haven't directly used it against/at me, but I wonder if one day they will.

...sorry that was a side track .... end ramble//

After I got groceries, I went to the gym for the 3rd time this week (yay me!). I then made my very first batch of guacamole (which came out delicious), and watched The Core streamed directly from Netflix. It actually worked pretty well. No stalling or buffering (although I let it sit for about 30 mins before I started playing). Too bad the selection for "watch now" is pretty shitty. (Otherwise I wouldn't have watched The Core.)

Oh, and I turned that job down for now. So the search goes on....

Pictures from the move and the night out are up on my Flickr.

I don't think I'm making much sense anymore. I think it's time for bed.

Tuesday, February 20

the move, part 3

It's 5:43am on Tuesday 2/20 and it's finally done! The lock is closed and everything is in the ReloCube. My original flight out of here was supposed to be Friday 2/16, but through a series of unfortunate events, plans changed.

First, a crazy ice storm passed through the area on Tuesday. In a matter of a few hours, every surface was covered in a perfect mold of ice. It was very cool, and also very annoying. It made driving anywhere awful, and loading stuff was impossible. We rescheduled the flight to NYC from Friday to Sunday so i could still make it to my dad's 50th birthday party. Well, Saturday evening I got an email from JetBlue informing me that all flights out of Pittsburgh have been canceled through Monday. Panic set in and I quickly reserved a flight on United. At about 4am on Sunday, we realized that we weren't going to finish in time for our 10:30am flight. What to do? Nap for 3 hours, fly to NYC, and come back to Pittsburgh of course!

So we were in and out of NYC for less than 24 hours. My dad's party was good in that "lots of old russian people in a loud russian restaurant" sort of way. I saw my aunt and cousin who I haven't seen in at least 3 years. Alex got to meet or at least see the rest of my clan, and we ate a lot. Didn't drink as much as we should've though, but we had slept for 3 hours for 2 nights before so we were effectively drunk without the alcohol.

We got back to the pits at 1pm on Monday, canceled our JetBlue flight to San Jose, and rebooked for wednesday morning. We figured we'd be done packing by midnight and get lots of sleep and have all of Tuesday to clean the apartment. It's now 5;50am, and we're just going to bed...

All that matters is that it's done. Tomorrow ABF will pick up the relocube and I'll be off to Cali! Yay!

(pictures of the ice storm and the party should be up on my flickr soon)

Sunday, February 11

moving, part 2

Most of the furniture is gone and I'm sleeping on an aerobed, but the move still doesn't feel real. There are a hundred tiny little things lying around that need to be packed. This week will be very hectic. Besides finishing packing, Alex and I need to clean the apartment and redo some of our "renovations," i.e. replacing nasty yellowed light cover switches with beautiful brushed steel ones, changing the shower head from our nice one to the original one which sort of dribbles some water on you, etc...

Yesterday we went to the Waterfront (for possibly the last time) to get the aerobed and some other supplies. I stopped by Victoria's Secret b/c I had a coupon, and I needed a bra to wear with a new dress for my dad's birthday next week. I needed a bra with a low back so that the clasp doesn't show. Well I got one but it's so super complicated! It comes with an instruction booklet! The straps can be made into a halter or an x-cross or probably a few dozen other things. It took the sales girl 5 minutes to explain it to me and tweak the "settings" before I could try it on.

Then we had an awful dinner at Rock Bottom, which is too bad b/c our previous experiences there were pretty good. I'm not going to miss dining out in Pittsburgh. The food is mediocre, even at the "good" restaurants, and the service is laughable.

...more packing today!

Tuesday, February 6

my new "job"

My new job is managing craigslist responses to my furniture ad. I've received a dozen or so replies for all the furniture I'm selling. I'm not sure, but I believe I invited about 10 people to stop by tonight to look at all the stuff. Having dealt with craigslist before, I expect maybe 2, at most 3 people to actually follow through.

The hardest items to sell will be the couch and mattress. The mattress in particular since I'd like to keep it till the last possible minute. Oh well.

Saturday, February 3

last lonely weekend

The title says it all: this is my last weekend alone in Pittsburgh or otherwise. Next weekend Alex will be here, the weekend after that we'll both be in NYC, and then we'll be in California. Yay! I really can't wait to get out of here, and most importantly, to rejoin Alex. But to prevent myself from getting too dramatic about my time alone, I've compiled this list of things I that I enjoy that will be more difficult to do when Alex and I share our domicile again.

Things I will miss from all my free time alone:

  • watching all the Law & Order (SVU) that I want
  • eating just a salad for dinner
  • putting garlic into everything
  • putting nail polish on in the bedroom
  • watching SG-1 as much as I can
(Deja vu... did I already post a similar list?)

(the list may be edited if I think of anything else)

Tuesday, January 30

my lucky day


teeheehee, hee

I just couldn't stop laughing when I saw this: brace yourself!

Teehee!

I mean, he looks great and I'm sure it took a lot of work and self-discipline, but it's just so wrong and naughty. Talk about trying to overcome type-casting. haha!

Wednesday, January 24

23 days! (and counting)



packing has begun!

Sunday, January 21

the move 1

Packing is always a trip, pardon the pun. I'm unpacking the bins that my stuff has been confined in for the past year, and repacking them in some organized (and padded) manner. In the process, I've been running across my past.

Yesterday, I came across a small photo album with pictures from high school. Most of these were from the last few months of senior year. It was good to see faces of friends and teachers I haven't seen since. I also noticed that I wore my hair pretty much the same way. I look so young in those pictures! It's amazing how much difference 8 years makes. I'm not "old" but the Anna in those pictures is "young."

I also found my notes from the creative writing class from college. For the first time since that class, I read my poems and short stories. I couldn't remember writing most of them, but I really enjoyed reading them. A few were quite good (in my subjective opinion). I briefly considered posting a few of them here on the blog, but I decided against it, for now.

Today, I found my yearbooks from high school and college. The college yearbook was mostly a waste of money. Of the roughly 4,000 seniors, I knew only a handful. The book is filled mostly with Cornell propaganda and advertisements, and pictures of every Greek house on campus. It's not signed by anyone, and really has nothing of personal value in it. My high school yearbook, by contrast, is filled with memories. I reread some of the notes written for me. Many were from friends I haven't spoken to (or thought about) for a long time, a few were from friends I've recently rediscovered. A few notes were heartwarming. I wish I'd kept a copy of all the reciprocal notes I left for others. What did I write, and who did I write it to? Many were probably "have a great summer and good luck in college," but a few were more personal. I guess that's part of the process. You leave a part of yourself with others accepting the risk that they will disappear and take that part with them.

Friday, January 19

pretty snow


Yay! Pretty snow. It's hard to tell from the pictures, but it's snowing heavily with the perfect kind of flakes: large and fluffy. With so many flakes coming down, it almost looks like the flakes can float forever and don't actually come down.

I wish I had a real camera. I'll get one soon I think. Although, can you really capture the beauty of a snowy day?

Wednesday, January 17

one route

I've previously ranted about the horrible state of Pittsburgh's roads and road signs. At this point, it doesn't really matter to me. I only drive to a finite number of places (work, grocery store, mall), and I only know one way to get to each of these places.

This morning, as I approached the bridge I usually take to the north site, I noticed that it was closed off. A tractor-trailer made a narrow turn and got stuck across the bridge. I actually had a moment of panic: How the hell do I get to work??? I could only make a left turn, so I took it. After the initial panic subsided, I regained my sense of where I was, and where the next closest bridge was. It wasn't that bad of a detour, but since I never drive in that part of town, I was afraid of turning the wrong way down a one-way street, or ending up on an on-ramp for a highway heading to the airport.

I need a GPS device.

Tuesday, January 16

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What is "it?" If I get "it," you'll find out.

Monday, January 15

no sleep till monday

For several months now, Sunday nights have been a total waste of sleep. I just can't fall asleep Sunday night. I think it's because I get 6 hours on weekdays, and then try to catch up Friday and Saturday nights (~10 hrs each), leaving my sleep cycle totally screwed up by Sunday night.

I've tried taking sleep aids, but that just makes things worse. My eyelids get heavy, but my brain is totally clear and alert, giving me an experience of being trapped in my own body.

Around 4pm today, I'll start to feel nauseous and delirious from exhaustion. Hopefully I can get myself to bed early tonight, but that's unlikely. I don't know why, but I just can't get to bed before 1 am. Ever.

Monday, January 8

NYC: the Russians and stupid people

Overall this weekend was both good and wasteful. I flew in Thursday night to 1) get in more family time, 2) get in more friends time and 3) make sure I was there for my uncle's 50th birthday party on Friday evening.

Of course none of my friends could meet Thursday night since everyone was back at work, and most people lived too far for a quick get-together. Ditto on Friday during the day, with the family event Friday night. Saturday during the day was another waste... no one was available to hang out. Saturday night was great. I met up with "Aris" for dinner and (many) drinks in the city. Sunday morning I saw a friend for brunch in Brooklyn. I hadn't seen her in 3 years so it was good to catch up. Then Sunday afternoon/evening no one was around to hang out either so I changed my flight from leaving Monday morning to Sunday night. So the hanging out that I did do was great, but there was too much down time... which is not a good thing when the result is me sitting around my grandma's apartment listening to her and my mother argue nonsense all the time.

The Russians

My uncle's party was at a Russian restaurant which I assume is his favorite because he always goes there (my grandfather's wake, his 25th wedding anniversary, etc). For those who haven't been to Russian restaurants for large parties, here's how it goes:

1) it's BYOB, and my uncle B'd 2 large boxes of vodka, cognac, and wine for 30 people;

2) there are no menus. The table is set before everyone arrives with platters of cheese, salami, fish, etc... and as the platters empty, more stuff comes out. Two signature dishes are fried potatoes, and crepes with red caviar. There are benefits and drawbacks to this style of service. The bad is, if you don't like salami or fish, or potatoes, there's not much to eat, and the menu is always the same from one party to the next (one year to the next). The good is, if you do like that kind of food, it's heaven, and even if you only like some of the food, you can easily fill up on anything you like.

3) no Russian restaurant is complete without live entertainment involving scantily dressed young girls doing covers of American/Latin songs in a thick Russian accent. They throw in some Russian songs as well. At the beginning, they had a large screen playing some Christina Aguilera concert. As dinner got going, the "MC" came out dressed in a bright red suit complete with bowler hat, and passed the mic around for the toasts. Then he joined the "band" either behind the piano, or on the accordion (yeah, that's right).

It was just our party at the restaurant so we sort of "ran" the place. We had them turn the music up or down, depending on our mood. Half the guests also decided they couldn't wait an hour, or god-forbid, step outside for their cigarette, so there was lots of chain smoking at the table. My uncle, the guest of honor, was only at the table about 25% of the night. Every time someone wanted to toast him, he was nowhere to be found. I think he was the only person considerate enough to step out for his cigarettes, and since he can only go about 2 minutes between them, he was running back and forth quite a lot.

I think an experience at a Russian restaurant can be summarized by this sign, posted by the entrance:


Stupid People

I'm generally a very patient person, but one thing that really gets me, is the stupidity of people, especially in airports. Aiport stupidity is particularly irritating since it directly affects me by increasing my waiting time in lines. The biggest problem at the JetBlue terminal in JFK used to be people coming up to the bag-drop counter without their boarding pass, even though there are 50 open machines by the entrance with big signs telling everyone to print their boarding pass before getting in line to check their bags. It would really piss me off when 3-4 people in a row would go up to the counter without their boarding pass. If the terminal was really busy, the agent would just go through the check in process and print the boarding pass for them which would take 5-10 minutes when it should take 1. Thankfully, this problem has mostly been solved by roping off the bag-check counters and having an agent check for a boarding pass before allowing someone to get in line.

Yesterday, I saw several new forms of stupidity. This one couple packed their 2 suitcases so that one was much heavier than the other. This resulted in the guy opening both suitcases on the floor in front of the counter and repacking! I kept wanting to scream "get out of the line asshole and repack where you're not holding up a line of people." Immediately after him, was a girl with a personal item, her purse, a carry-on suitcase, and a lamp shade. She had a 5 minute discussion with the agent about the fact that the lamp shade was indeed considered a carry-on and she would need to ether check it or her suitcase. "Well, which one should I check?" Let's see... the lampshade, which will get thrown around and crushed, or your suitcase, which is made for checking? Idiot.

I'm sure these were all smart people in the book sense, but they weren't very smart in the practical sense. Too many people these days lack any ability to make practical decisions. I'm not even talking about "street smarts," just your normal human consideration for others around you. Have your frakking ID out when you walk up to the counter and security too. Rummaging through your purse or wallet for 2 minutes is annoying for everyone behind you. And who these days isn't aware that you have to take your laptop out for the x-ray?

/rant

Ok, I feel better now. Happy week 2 of 2007!

Thursday, January 4

Happy 2007

Here's a quick recap of December: Alex organized a surprise early birthday party for me before I left cali. All our friends were there, which made my 24.96th birthday very special :) There were balloons, pizza, cake, and Taboo.

Then there were a few weeks of Pittsburgh, ack. Fortunately, they were broken up by a weekend trip to my favorite city, NY. I don't even remember what I did that weekend, but it was great. Oh, and if you ever go in to Tiffany's to look at rings, bring a guy. He can be a stranger off the street, or your favorite homo, it doesn't matter as long as he looks like a guy. No one pays attention to a group of girls.

Then came 1.5 weeks in Loveland for the holidays. Fortunately, I didn't have too much trouble getting there. My flight happened to be a few days after the big blizzard out there, and except for a 3 hour delay, everything went fine.

New Years sucked as usual. Just sitting around in the tv room, going upstairs for a glass of champagne at midnight, and more tv. Am I 25 or 45? I really can't tell anymore. Next year I want to do something. Hopefully I can convince a few people to go away for new years... somewhere with a party and lots of people. Vegas? Mexico? Cruise? Any suggestions?

I should really write in here more often. Sometimes, a minor funny/weird thing will happen and I'll want to write about it but then I figure since I haven't written any real updates, I shouldn't start writing about stupid inconsequential things, and so I never end up posting anything.

Happy 2007 everyone. Everyone should write more in their blogs, and if you don't have one yet, what the hell is wrong with you? It's 2007!