1. all night long, all night strong.
2. we are damn good with our hands.
3. if we can commit to chipboard, relationships should be easy.
4. you should see the things we erect.
5. used to doing things over and over again.
6. finishing early never happens.
7. we know the true meaning of interpretation
8. creative positioning.
9. work well in groups
10. entry and passage are always exciting.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
i don't need sex-the school of architecture fucks me all the time
(not original - from a facebook group, but i totally relate)
If you are architecture students you've probably experienced:
-the taste of wood glue
-changes in your vocabulary: homework to project, ball to sphere, etc
-you don't understand how somebody can spend less than $20 at the supplies store
-you hate people telling you "go to sleep" or "do you still have a lot of work?"
-your friends and you don't have the same concept of work "oh, well do it right before class"
-you've slept more than 20 straight hours on weekends
-you can easily discuss with authority the effects of caffeine on different drinks
-no matter the effort you put in a project, somebody will always say “why don’t you add this" or “why don’t you change this here" or “i think that…but…yeah, its ok"?
-you’ve heard all your ipod songs in a week
-you aren’t seen in public without bags under your eyes
-whenever you get invited somewhere, it is followed by “or do you have a lot of homework?"
-you’ll dance ymca with a choreography without a drop of alcohol in your system
-you write down a quick message with rapidographs, lead holders, markers and ink
-you constantly make up excuses for courses that are not design related why you didn’t do your work
-you have more pictures of landscapes and places than of people
-your worst nightmare consists of not finishing a project
-someone once called you “lazy" and you wanted them murdered
-you can live without human contact, sunlight, food, but if your plotter’s ink runs out… chaos!!!
-when somebody lends you a Bic pen you look down at it
-you don’t care about sports cars, your favorite car is the one where you can put in your model and your huge computer
-you design spectacular things without an idea of the cost
-you have the modern mark: a blister in your palm’s hand for the constant use of your mouse
-everybody tells you how they admire your work, “but there is no money for it"
-you’ve gained the ability to sleep in whatever surface: pencils, keyboards, backpacks, your studio mates, food, etc
-you always have the idea that your project will always be recognized
-when you finally have free time to go out you keep thinking “who was the idiot that designed the restaurant’s bathroom?" “who designed this menu?" or “who designed this [chair, table, lighting, fork, etc]"
-you've been at many sunrises, yet you've never seen one (definitely my fave!!!!)
If you are architecture students you've probably experienced:
-the taste of wood glue
-changes in your vocabulary: homework to project, ball to sphere, etc
-you don't understand how somebody can spend less than $20 at the supplies store
-you hate people telling you "go to sleep" or "do you still have a lot of work?"
-your friends and you don't have the same concept of work "oh, well do it right before class"
-you've slept more than 20 straight hours on weekends
-you can easily discuss with authority the effects of caffeine on different drinks
-no matter the effort you put in a project, somebody will always say “why don’t you add this" or “why don’t you change this here" or “i think that…but…yeah, its ok"?
-you’ve heard all your ipod songs in a week
-you aren’t seen in public without bags under your eyes
-whenever you get invited somewhere, it is followed by “or do you have a lot of homework?"
-you’ll dance ymca with a choreography without a drop of alcohol in your system
-you write down a quick message with rapidographs, lead holders, markers and ink
-you constantly make up excuses for courses that are not design related why you didn’t do your work
-you have more pictures of landscapes and places than of people
-your worst nightmare consists of not finishing a project
-someone once called you “lazy" and you wanted them murdered
-you can live without human contact, sunlight, food, but if your plotter’s ink runs out… chaos!!!
-when somebody lends you a Bic pen you look down at it
-you don’t care about sports cars, your favorite car is the one where you can put in your model and your huge computer
-you design spectacular things without an idea of the cost
-you have the modern mark: a blister in your palm’s hand for the constant use of your mouse
-everybody tells you how they admire your work, “but there is no money for it"
-you’ve gained the ability to sleep in whatever surface: pencils, keyboards, backpacks, your studio mates, food, etc
-you always have the idea that your project will always be recognized
-when you finally have free time to go out you keep thinking “who was the idiot that designed the restaurant’s bathroom?" “who designed this menu?" or “who designed this [chair, table, lighting, fork, etc]"
-you've been at many sunrises, yet you've never seen one (definitely my fave!!!!)
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Friday, May 1, 2009
What do Mark Twain and the G-10 caucus have in common?
Answer: Their passion for total abstinence.
According to Mark Twain: Total abstinence is so excellent a thing that it cannot be carried to too great an extent. In my passion for it I even carry it so far as to totally abstain from total abstinence itself.
According to Mark Twain: Total abstinence is so excellent a thing that it cannot be carried to too great an extent. In my passion for it I even carry it so far as to totally abstain from total abstinence itself.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Always scan ads carefully before applying..
Reading between the lines is key when responding to ads nowadays... anything can be made to sound above-board:
Tired of being out of work? Sick of dead in jobs? Well then join our
hands on customer service team with plenty of perks. Close to home.
Pays really well. Has benefits. Social atmosphere. Room for
advancement. Elite clientele. On the job training with immediate hire,
no bosses looking over your shoulders. Beat the recession. Join our team
of well rounded ladies. Get paid for your hands on relaxation therapy
in a calm setting.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
A life lesson
THERE! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your slate, I know;
And the glad, wild ways
Of your schoolgirl days
Are things of the long ago;
But life and love will soon come by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your heart I know;
And the rainbow gleams
Of your youthful dreams
Are things of the long ago;
But Heaven holds all for which you sigh. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
---James Whitcomb Riley
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your slate, I know;
And the glad, wild ways
Of your schoolgirl days
Are things of the long ago;
But life and love will soon come by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your heart I know;
And the rainbow gleams
Of your youthful dreams
Are things of the long ago;
But Heaven holds all for which you sigh. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
---James Whitcomb Riley
Monday, April 6, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Marley&Me
"A Dog has no use for fancy cars, or big homes, or designer clothes. A walk along the street, will do just fine. A dog doesn’t care if you are rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb… Give him your heart, and he'll give you his. How many people can you say that about? How many people can make you feel rare and pure and special… How many people can make you feel... extraordinary." -fave quote from this movie
Saturday, March 28, 2009
All the Way
When somebody loves you
It's no good unless he loves you - all the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you - all the way
Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue sea is
That's how deep it goes - if its real
When somebody needs you
It's no good unless he needs you - all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the in between years - come what may
Who know where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you - all the way, all the way
(as performed by Frank Sinatra and Celine Dion)
It's no good unless he loves you - all the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you - all the way
Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue sea is
That's how deep it goes - if its real
When somebody needs you
It's no good unless he needs you - all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the in between years - come what may
Who know where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you - all the way, all the way
(as performed by Frank Sinatra and Celine Dion)
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Last night after I got home from a family function, I was going through all the usual pre-bedtime rituals and all of a sudden I was enveloped in a very sad mood. I was thinking about how sweet it was for Mr. C to initiate a huge party for Mrs C...and my thoughts drifted to how much he loves and cherishes her. Then I thought about my friend D, whose husband S had a hot bath ready for her when she got home from work one night last week, complete with candles and soft music. And I thought about my lawyer’s husband who was at her baby shower on Friday and how much he obviously loves her and holds her in the highest regard.
I have a real soft spot for husbands who are radically in love with their wives and not afraid to show it. Husbands who say things like, "I want to take care of my health so I don't miss one day on earth with my wife." Husbands who bring their wife a cup of tea in the evening when she's watching TV, not because she asked, but just to bless her. Husbands who never utter an unkind or negative word about their wife to others. And they're not trying to make an impression but really truly live their love for their wives in everyday life in little, almost effortless, ways that are completely foreign to me. I can't even imagine what it would be like to have someone treat me with such honor.
And I know these marriages aren't perfect - two imperfect human beings living under the same roof will always experience their share of tiffs and disagreements. The difference is that these couples don't focus on the differences but on their love for and commitment to each other and the respect for the bond of marriage that causes them to put their differences aside and focus on being one.
On one hand I'm happy with my life the way it is. I have freedom to come and go as I please. I don't have little kids to worry about or a husband to check in with. I can be spontaneous in meeting someone for dinner or going shopping or whatever. I can watch whatever I want on TV, eat whenever and whatever I want without worrying about feeding someone else, and pretty much do as I please. Yet as content as I am in that respect, there's still a part of me that wants someone in my life that will love me with abandon...and I would return that love in the same manner. I would love to be reminded at some point in my life what it's like to be loved, cherished, respected, and a little spoiled.
I don't know if God will give me a second chance at being loved, cherished, respected, honored, affirmed, edified, and blessed. But it is a deep, long-abiding desire of my heart to experience this, to know what it's like, to not be alone anymore but share my life with my soulmate. I feel a sense of urgent need for a husband and family unit.
I have a real soft spot for husbands who are radically in love with their wives and not afraid to show it. Husbands who say things like, "I want to take care of my health so I don't miss one day on earth with my wife." Husbands who bring their wife a cup of tea in the evening when she's watching TV, not because she asked, but just to bless her. Husbands who never utter an unkind or negative word about their wife to others. And they're not trying to make an impression but really truly live their love for their wives in everyday life in little, almost effortless, ways that are completely foreign to me. I can't even imagine what it would be like to have someone treat me with such honor.
And I know these marriages aren't perfect - two imperfect human beings living under the same roof will always experience their share of tiffs and disagreements. The difference is that these couples don't focus on the differences but on their love for and commitment to each other and the respect for the bond of marriage that causes them to put their differences aside and focus on being one.
On one hand I'm happy with my life the way it is. I have freedom to come and go as I please. I don't have little kids to worry about or a husband to check in with. I can be spontaneous in meeting someone for dinner or going shopping or whatever. I can watch whatever I want on TV, eat whenever and whatever I want without worrying about feeding someone else, and pretty much do as I please. Yet as content as I am in that respect, there's still a part of me that wants someone in my life that will love me with abandon...and I would return that love in the same manner. I would love to be reminded at some point in my life what it's like to be loved, cherished, respected, and a little spoiled.
I don't know if God will give me a second chance at being loved, cherished, respected, honored, affirmed, edified, and blessed. But it is a deep, long-abiding desire of my heart to experience this, to know what it's like, to not be alone anymore but share my life with my soulmate. I feel a sense of urgent need for a husband and family unit.
Monday, March 16, 2009
wisdom is..
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives. -Cyril Connolly
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Why do men just disappear?
(source: poshrat - http://forums.plentyoffish.com/1900782datingPostpage3.aspx ... for my own reference so reproducing it here in full...)
He's playing you because he can..that's it pure and simple Lass. For him it's a confirmation his 'technique' still works, and he likes to keep in practice using you as his 'sounding board'
No doubt he boasts to his buddies he can 'have you any time he wants', and uses the same pretty phrases on every lass he meets just to prove it to himself as well.
Men are easy to understand in that respect..you bruised his ego by walking, he is getting back at you for as long as you will let him..and if you have fallen for the line 'Let's do it one more time for old times sake' he'll just keep coming back for more.
Once you realise which head is attracted to you, you'll realise the other one is just saying what you want to hear..is that clear enough?
OT..I think the main problem of why men walk without SAYING why..comes back to the case of the vanishing chivalry and Gentlemanly behaviour..they haven't been taught how to.
Too much emphasis on the Man being the Hunter..and developing his technique to get a girl, and a complete loss of what to do next once he's got one..and more importantly, how do depart gracefully if she isn't what he was seeking in the first place!
Men are physical beings for the most part. They are attracted to the appearance of a Lass, and , sad to say, the USUAL first thought is how to 'conquer ' her resistance and bed her.( Okay guys don't all protest that isn't so in your case..I am just trying to simplify things a little here for the ladies who have undergone the normal proceedure)
IF he succeeds early in the game...and it is a game, try and understand that fact..then he is faced with complications.Either she was darned good in bed and he has to make some form of commitment to keep her..or she thought he was damned good, and she sees it as a commitment to her.
Either way...he is now in a situation too deep to extract himself from easily. Visions of tearful sessions, guilt trips laid on him (ie you only wanted me for my body etc) and all the other Hollywood, TV drama scenes come to his mind..so he opts for the classic 'riding off into the sunset ending, leaving the heroine stoically biting her lip, and waving once he is too far away to see her tears.
The other scenario of course, is that his well tried and well worn technique doesn't succeed in bedding his intended in the time space he alloted, ergo she isn't his sort of woman, and just about any reason/excuse is enough for him to off and search again for a more willing conquest...again..no word of why..or at best maybe hints of boredom when with her, and mumbled promises of 'I'll call you later in the week' etc.
Men are simple to understand , Ladies. They put a lot of effort into baiting the hook, playing the line and securing the catch, once they have overcome fear of rejection..which takes a lot out of them to begin with.
Once the fish is on the hook, so to speak they now have to go through another learning process..and have to come to a decision...either pull it on board and that's it for fishing any more...another long involved learning curve...or cut the line and let it go....and the easy way out is the one they normally choose!
Yes..I was guilty of such behaviour 'when I was a lad'..until my very Victorian Father found out and chewed my ears off for such 'un-gentlemanly manners'!
As he made quite clear ..ending an involvement is never easy, but it takes a MAN to be able to do it gracefully...only BOYS run away when the going gets tough.
He's playing you because he can..that's it pure and simple Lass. For him it's a confirmation his 'technique' still works, and he likes to keep in practice using you as his 'sounding board'
No doubt he boasts to his buddies he can 'have you any time he wants', and uses the same pretty phrases on every lass he meets just to prove it to himself as well.
Men are easy to understand in that respect..you bruised his ego by walking, he is getting back at you for as long as you will let him..and if you have fallen for the line 'Let's do it one more time for old times sake' he'll just keep coming back for more.
Once you realise which head is attracted to you, you'll realise the other one is just saying what you want to hear..is that clear enough?
OT..I think the main problem of why men walk without SAYING why..comes back to the case of the vanishing chivalry and Gentlemanly behaviour..they haven't been taught how to.
Too much emphasis on the Man being the Hunter..and developing his technique to get a girl, and a complete loss of what to do next once he's got one..and more importantly, how do depart gracefully if she isn't what he was seeking in the first place!
Men are physical beings for the most part. They are attracted to the appearance of a Lass, and , sad to say, the USUAL first thought is how to 'conquer ' her resistance and bed her.( Okay guys don't all protest that isn't so in your case..I am just trying to simplify things a little here for the ladies who have undergone the normal proceedure)
IF he succeeds early in the game...and it is a game, try and understand that fact..then he is faced with complications.Either she was darned good in bed and he has to make some form of commitment to keep her..or she thought he was damned good, and she sees it as a commitment to her.
Either way...he is now in a situation too deep to extract himself from easily. Visions of tearful sessions, guilt trips laid on him (ie you only wanted me for my body etc) and all the other Hollywood, TV drama scenes come to his mind..so he opts for the classic 'riding off into the sunset ending, leaving the heroine stoically biting her lip, and waving once he is too far away to see her tears.
The other scenario of course, is that his well tried and well worn technique doesn't succeed in bedding his intended in the time space he alloted, ergo she isn't his sort of woman, and just about any reason/excuse is enough for him to off and search again for a more willing conquest...again..no word of why..or at best maybe hints of boredom when with her, and mumbled promises of 'I'll call you later in the week' etc.
Men are simple to understand , Ladies. They put a lot of effort into baiting the hook, playing the line and securing the catch, once they have overcome fear of rejection..which takes a lot out of them to begin with.
Once the fish is on the hook, so to speak they now have to go through another learning process..and have to come to a decision...either pull it on board and that's it for fishing any more...another long involved learning curve...or cut the line and let it go....and the easy way out is the one they normally choose!
Yes..I was guilty of such behaviour 'when I was a lad'..until my very Victorian Father found out and chewed my ears off for such 'un-gentlemanly manners'!
As he made quite clear ..ending an involvement is never easy, but it takes a MAN to be able to do it gracefully...only BOYS run away when the going gets tough.
It's Friday the 13th, but the irony is - my mind is filled with beautiful thoughts... like these poetical thoughts I just read:
If I had a single flower for every time I think about you,
I could walk forever in my garden.
- Claudia Ghandi
---
Is It You?
“The man of my dreams has almost faded now.
The one I have created in my mind.
The sort of man each woman dreams of in the deepest
and most secret reaches of her heart.
I can almost see him now before me.
What would I say to him, if he were really here?
Forgive me, I have never known this feeling . . .
I’ve lived without it all my life.
Is it any wonder, then, that I failed to
recognize you?
You . . . who brought it to me for the first time.
Is there any way I can tell you how my life has changed?
Any way at all to let you know what sweetness you have given me?
There is so much to say . . . I cannot find the words.
Except for these. . .
I love you.
Such would I say to him,
. . . if he were really here.”
---
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in
Itself the light of hidden flowers;
Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
I love you because I know no other way than this
-Pablo Neruda
---
So true...
love is not death or dying
it is an eternal awakening
If I had a single flower for every time I think about you,
I could walk forever in my garden.
- Claudia Ghandi
---
Is It You?
“The man of my dreams has almost faded now.
The one I have created in my mind.
The sort of man each woman dreams of in the deepest
and most secret reaches of her heart.
I can almost see him now before me.
What would I say to him, if he were really here?
Forgive me, I have never known this feeling . . .
I’ve lived without it all my life.
Is it any wonder, then, that I failed to
recognize you?
You . . . who brought it to me for the first time.
Is there any way I can tell you how my life has changed?
Any way at all to let you know what sweetness you have given me?
There is so much to say . . . I cannot find the words.
Except for these. . .
I love you.
Such would I say to him,
. . . if he were really here.”
---
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in
Itself the light of hidden flowers;
Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
I love you because I know no other way than this
-Pablo Neruda
---
So true...
love is not death or dying
it is an eternal awakening
Friday, March 13, 2009
Just wondering why this would happen... was busy explaining to this guy why I couldnt see him again... he heard me out and confessed how heartbroken he was. The following week he kept asking for my opinion on things (via email), and I answered each email as briefly as I could. Finally I relented and told him we could continue seeing each other.
Then he disappeared.
??????????????
---
Overheard today:
Miss B: I'm tired of men coming on to me when all I want to have is a quiet drink. How do I say "Fuck Off" in a polite way?
Smart-Ass friend: "Fuck off... please."
Then he disappeared.
??????????????
---
Overheard today:
Miss B: I'm tired of men coming on to me when all I want to have is a quiet drink. How do I say "Fuck Off" in a polite way?
Smart-Ass friend: "Fuck off... please."
Thursday, March 12, 2009
March 9th
There's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me. - Gretchen Kemp
Monday, March 2, 2009
quote
"To fall in love is easy, even to remain in it is not difficult; our human loneliness is cause enough. But it is a hard quest worth making to find a comrade through whose steady presence one becomes steadily the person one desires to be."
- Anna Louise Strong
- Anna Louise Strong
Sunday, March 1, 2009
I seem unable to indulge in that most relieving of emotions - self-pity... I'm going through what's supposed to be the single most trying time of my life, yet squeezing out a single tear is the most arduous of tasks.
Yet it's supposed to be healthy. I need to pour out those emotions so that I dont end up indulging in self-destructive behavior...
A whole year has gone by and .... nothing.
Then a couple of days ago I decided to get caught up on Grey's Anatomy ... what is it about this series that opens up those silent streams every time? I dont get it.
Yet it's supposed to be healthy. I need to pour out those emotions so that I dont end up indulging in self-destructive behavior...
A whole year has gone by and .... nothing.
Then a couple of days ago I decided to get caught up on Grey's Anatomy ... what is it about this series that opens up those silent streams every time? I dont get it.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
a few laughs... cynics sometimes make my day
Watch - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7N5Sa62pDk and make sure you really appreciate the beauty and depth of the words,
then read the first comment by gabsta123 below it. DONT read the comment first. For maximum effect, make sure you listen closely the the words of the song.
(some additional hilarity from the exchange between AndreaSPitaim and astralotustslm below that)
---
here's one circulating on Facebook/email...
Jaluo drives into a service station in his battered , Volkswagen clad in shorts, All-Stars, funky beard and i-spoti(small hat). He hands the attendant the keys complete with a beautiful Tupac key ring:
JALUO: "jasa tank-Super" (jaluo means fill up the tank!)
Attendant: "How much?"
JALUO: "Omera adwaro petrol mar super full tank?" - Meaning, hey I said fill up the tank!
Attendant: "I only speak English!"
JALUO: "No problem. Good day to you Sir. I currently feel a profound desire to replenish the propellant of my motorized vehicle. Therefore, I cordially request you to transfer, from your subterranean reservoir, a sufficient quantity of the combustible fluid of the highest octane rating to fill the appropriate receptacle of the said means of perambulation to the brim."
Attendant: "YAWA?"
Jaluo: "Do you have a problem Sir? I thought you said you spoke only English?"
Attendant: "English? That is not English!"
JALUO: "My dear Sir, are you veritably attempting to insinuate that you do not even recognise the language which you allege to be your singular means of communication?
---
Having a really good day.
then read the first comment by gabsta123 below it. DONT read the comment first. For maximum effect, make sure you listen closely the the words of the song.
(some additional hilarity from the exchange between AndreaSPitaim and astralotustslm below that)
---
here's one circulating on Facebook/email...
Jaluo drives into a service station in his battered , Volkswagen clad in shorts, All-Stars, funky beard and i-spoti(small hat). He hands the attendant the keys complete with a beautiful Tupac key ring:
JALUO: "jasa tank-Super" (jaluo means fill up the tank!)
Attendant: "How much?"
JALUO: "Omera adwaro petrol mar super full tank?" - Meaning, hey I said fill up the tank!
Attendant: "I only speak English!"
JALUO: "No problem. Good day to you Sir. I currently feel a profound desire to replenish the propellant of my motorized vehicle. Therefore, I cordially request you to transfer, from your subterranean reservoir, a sufficient quantity of the combustible fluid of the highest octane rating to fill the appropriate receptacle of the said means of perambulation to the brim."
Attendant: "YAWA?"
Jaluo: "Do you have a problem Sir? I thought you said you spoke only English?"
Attendant: "English? That is not English!"
JALUO: "My dear Sir, are you veritably attempting to insinuate that you do not even recognise the language which you allege to be your singular means of communication?
---
Having a really good day.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Bored at work and chatted a bit... Just typed a phrase and waited for response over and over... Hilarious little bot...
Also got beaten in 10 seconds flat....
Also got beaten in 10 seconds flat....
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Rent in full
A businessman met a beautiful girl and agreed to spend the night with her for $500. They did their thing, and, before he left, he told her that he did not have any cash with him, but he would have his secretary write a cheque and mail it to her, calling the payment "RENT FOR APARTMENT."
On the way to the office, he regretted what he had done, realizing that the whole event had not been worth the price. So he had his secretary send a cheque for $250 and enclose the following typed note
Dear Madam:
Enclosed find a cheque for $250 for rent of your apartment. I am not sending the amount agreed upon, because when I rented the place, I was under the impression that:
#1 - it had never been occupied;
#2 - there was plenty of heat; and
#3 - it was small enough to make me feel cosy and at home.
However, I found out that:
#1 - it had been previously occupied,
#2 - there wasn't any heat, and
#3 - it was entirely too large.
Upon receipt of the note, the girl immediately returned the cheque for $250 with the following note:
Dear Sir:
#1 - I cannot understand how you could expect a beautiful apartment to remain unoccupied indefinitely.
#2 - As for the heat, there is plenty of it, if you know how to turn it on.
#3 - Regarding the space, the apartment is indeed of regular size, but if you don't have enough furniture to fill it, please do not blame the management.
So, Please send the rent in full or we will be forced to contact your present landlady.
On the way to the office, he regretted what he had done, realizing that the whole event had not been worth the price. So he had his secretary send a cheque for $250 and enclose the following typed note
Dear Madam:
Enclosed find a cheque for $250 for rent of your apartment. I am not sending the amount agreed upon, because when I rented the place, I was under the impression that:
#1 - it had never been occupied;
#2 - there was plenty of heat; and
#3 - it was small enough to make me feel cosy and at home.
However, I found out that:
#1 - it had been previously occupied,
#2 - there wasn't any heat, and
#3 - it was entirely too large.
Upon receipt of the note, the girl immediately returned the cheque for $250 with the following note:
Dear Sir:
#1 - I cannot understand how you could expect a beautiful apartment to remain unoccupied indefinitely.
#2 - As for the heat, there is plenty of it, if you know how to turn it on.
#3 - Regarding the space, the apartment is indeed of regular size, but if you don't have enough furniture to fill it, please do not blame the management.
So, Please send the rent in full or we will be forced to contact your present landlady.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
I love valentine's... really gives some good pointers insofaras who's for you and who's around just to have a good time.
Some pleasant surprises... some disappointments... but it's all good...as they say - all's fair in love and war.
Broke up again today - seems to be becoming a rather unpleasant habit, but at least this time I had the good sense to draw the line where it needed to be drawn. Learning... and growing.
So now the year can finally begin.
Some thoughts:
A proof that experience is of no use, is that the end of one love does not prevent us from beginning another.
Paul Bourget.
Every day I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing and which, shirking pain, misses happiness as well.
Mary Cholmondeley
"Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration."
D.H.Lawrence
and my own (perhaps cynical) observation... Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. MONEY makes the world go round.
Some pleasant surprises... some disappointments... but it's all good...as they say - all's fair in love and war.
Broke up again today - seems to be becoming a rather unpleasant habit, but at least this time I had the good sense to draw the line where it needed to be drawn. Learning... and growing.
So now the year can finally begin.
Some thoughts:
A proof that experience is of no use, is that the end of one love does not prevent us from beginning another.
Paul Bourget.
Every day I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing and which, shirking pain, misses happiness as well.
Mary Cholmondeley
"Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration."
D.H.Lawrence
and my own (perhaps cynical) observation... Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. MONEY makes the world go round.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Mad about Owen Wilson
Been seeing posters of 'Marley & me' about town and not a hint of when it's going to be showing... dying to see this movie... it's been a while since I had a good laugh and Owen Wilson really tickles my funny-bone. Every time. He makes 'goofy' look cool. Love his mad mop of blonde wavy hair, his cocky half-smile, his blase take on life's grave topics....
The perpetual hint of mischief that hangs about him...
This one should be good. Nice to see that he's resurfaced, after that sad episode in 2007.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Quick tips on surviving Valentine's after a breakup
If you're like me, you're dreading Valentine's Day because it really intensifies feelings of what could have been, who's he with now, wondering where he's planning on taking her, whether he's thinking of me and a myriad other thoughts. Especially since I don't anticipate having a date because I've turned down everyone who's asked coz I don't feel up to it and no one seems good enough to compensate for my ex.
I found some quick tips to get through the day and added a few of my own:
1. Do not think about if he's with someone else. You don’t know for sure, so there's no point to daydreaming about it. It's pure self-torture so why bother doing this to yourself. Bottom line is - it’s just plain self-defeating and a total waste of time. If you start having those thoughts FORCE yourself to think of something else. Distract yourself.
2. Remember it's just a holiday that was created for monetary reasons (consumerism). These card and chocolate companies, stationary, department and jewelry stores make a killing on Valentines Day.
Who is this Valentine dude anyway?
3. If it's going to upset you then don’t go to any Valentine's Day functions. Just ignore the entire day and night.
Be in a state of denial.
Do something fun that has nothing to do with romance on that day. Get a massage; go buy a new outfit without looking at the price, then binge on your favorite junk food and work it off at the gym; go to a movie you would never dare go to because it's below your intelligence (wear shades though); on your way home buy the Metro, True Love, Hello and Drum (or whatever your fave read is) and read about all the celebrity break ups and divorces over a warm mug of Drinking Chocolate. You'll feel like a million dollars afterwards. By the time you do all of this Valentines day will be over.
4. If you do accept a date, do not, I repeat, do not start comparing other men to your ex or the guy you're trying to get over. This is like poison to the brain. Just be in the here and now, and right here and right now your ex is not around so don't give him the satisfaction of thinking about him. That whole thinking about your ex while you're with a new man is so self defeating and devaluing to the new man you're with. As that great singer said, "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with!!"
5. Work extra-long, hard hours on the eve of Valentine's... you'll be too obsessed with sleep the following day to notice the passage of time and only too relieved to plonk yourself in bed at the end of the day without a single thought of missing out on the evening's potentially missed niceties.
HAPPY VALENTINE'S.............
I found some quick tips to get through the day and added a few of my own:
1. Do not think about if he's with someone else. You don’t know for sure, so there's no point to daydreaming about it. It's pure self-torture so why bother doing this to yourself. Bottom line is - it’s just plain self-defeating and a total waste of time. If you start having those thoughts FORCE yourself to think of something else. Distract yourself.
2. Remember it's just a holiday that was created for monetary reasons (consumerism). These card and chocolate companies, stationary, department and jewelry stores make a killing on Valentines Day.
Who is this Valentine dude anyway?
3. If it's going to upset you then don’t go to any Valentine's Day functions. Just ignore the entire day and night.
Be in a state of denial.
Do something fun that has nothing to do with romance on that day. Get a massage; go buy a new outfit without looking at the price, then binge on your favorite junk food and work it off at the gym; go to a movie you would never dare go to because it's below your intelligence (wear shades though); on your way home buy the Metro, True Love, Hello and Drum (or whatever your fave read is) and read about all the celebrity break ups and divorces over a warm mug of Drinking Chocolate. You'll feel like a million dollars afterwards. By the time you do all of this Valentines day will be over.
4. If you do accept a date, do not, I repeat, do not start comparing other men to your ex or the guy you're trying to get over. This is like poison to the brain. Just be in the here and now, and right here and right now your ex is not around so don't give him the satisfaction of thinking about him. That whole thinking about your ex while you're with a new man is so self defeating and devaluing to the new man you're with. As that great singer said, "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with!!"
5. Work extra-long, hard hours on the eve of Valentine's... you'll be too obsessed with sleep the following day to notice the passage of time and only too relieved to plonk yourself in bed at the end of the day without a single thought of missing out on the evening's potentially missed niceties.
HAPPY VALENTINE'S.............
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Towards the end of last year i met this person who would seem to really turn my fortunes around - you know how it feels when you meet someone who gives your ex such a BURNOUT that you pray it works and one day you meet your ex when you are doing so well with your new catch and your ex is barely getting by... yeah, that fantasy...
Yeah, so things were going pretty well in this new scenario.. that is, till yesterday, when he had to take a longish trip and promised to call once he arrived. Then he didnt... then i got into a tailspin about why did he bother to promise to call if he wasnt planning to, and a whole rollercoaster of not-so-sober thoughts, coz 4real - I liked this guy - for a change. Normally I get into relationships (well, more like friendships coz I never go the whole hog) coz I'm 'being nice' without really appreciating what the guy has to offer... but this guy - I liked...
I got played. I mustve missed the signs.
Well, the Internet has 'answers' to everything so I did a search on "why men say they'll call, then they dont" and came across this interesting site... didnt really sort my situation... but I got lots of laughs out of it...
Yeah, so things were going pretty well in this new scenario.. that is, till yesterday, when he had to take a longish trip and promised to call once he arrived. Then he didnt... then i got into a tailspin about why did he bother to promise to call if he wasnt planning to, and a whole rollercoaster of not-so-sober thoughts, coz 4real - I liked this guy - for a change. Normally I get into relationships (well, more like friendships coz I never go the whole hog) coz I'm 'being nice' without really appreciating what the guy has to offer... but this guy - I liked...
I got played. I mustve missed the signs.
Well, the Internet has 'answers' to everything so I did a search on "why men say they'll call, then they dont" and came across this interesting site... didnt really sort my situation... but I got lots of laughs out of it...
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