shallow thoughts by csolly: January 2003

Monday, January 13, 2003

Oh man, I'm getting so excited about my upcoming birthday party. A lot of people from out of town are going to be coming AND even those people are dragging friends along. Plus all the people I know here in town and all of their friends. I think tomorrow I'm going to buy myself a birthday present of a new (but not expensive) dress to wear. I had a good weekend. Friday night I went out with Jessica to her friend's birthday party at a cool bar in SoHo. Saturday morning, I woke up a little hungover and caught a bus to New Jersey to spend the rest of the weekend with my cousins that you know I love so much. My 14-year-old cousin got a kitten for Christmas so you know I spent a lot of time playing with him. They fed me, we talked a lot. Had a great time. They even gave me a birthday cake on Saturday night. Very sweet. Today I got a lot of business taken care of. Paid all my bills last week (which I suck at, but now I've paid them all on time 3 months in a row. *pats self on back*). Today did the shopping and cleaned up the apartment. Did laundry, including linens. So now I'm kicking back, watching the end of the Sopranos 3rd season, which I got as an Xmas present. I think this is going to be a good week. :)

Friday, January 10, 2003

Ugh, must ... get ... Donnie ... neutered. Now he's taken to going to the window, howling at the dirty little kitties that prowl the roof outside, and luring them onto the window ledge so they can howl at each other some more, a pane of glass apart. It is kind of funny to see, but I think he's prob pretty unhappy that the little skanks are out of reach. Poor fella. Must get neutered.

Wednesday, January 08, 2003

Whoa ... I've been informed by my brother that The Bachelorette not only grew up in the St. Louis area, but also went to our church. He said they showed a pic of her kicking around in the very same soccer uniforms that we used to wear. (Out there in StL, extracurricular soccer, which everyone plays, is organized by churches; even if you don't go to church, that's who ya gotta go to to play.)

Tuesday, January 07, 2003

For a kitten that supposedly hates my guts, Donnie follows me around an awful lot. What a tease. Things are going pretty well. New Year is off to a good start. Lots of job openings up my alley, which makes me very hopeful that something great will be coming along shortly. Money is tight, but household is under control. (Except for the kitten with the raging hormones, whose testosterone supply will be taken away shortly.) Been too busy to see many movies lately, if you can believe it. There are so many in the theater that I want to see, too, but I probably won't get to. Eh, they'll be out on DVD soon enough. ;)

Saturday, January 04, 2003

I think we've found the problem ... [conversation with Kari, bro Matt's girlfriend] Kari: Matt says he is gonna send back the lava rock he took from Hawaii. See Solly: send back? what lava rock? Kari: He took a lava rock when you all where in Hawaii. Kari: I guess Matt saw on TV that it is bad luck. See Solly: ahh Kari: He says that it is cursed. See Solly: then get rid of it! Kari: He has to find it first. Kari: It is in one of the many boxes. Kari: He has the address to mail it. See Solly: mail it where? Kari: To the tourism board in Hawaii. They have people there who will walk it up to the volcano. Kari: He also thinks it is why he hasn't gotten a job. Kari: The wierd thing is you haven't had anything go wrong yet, so I think it is all coincidence. See Solly: nothing go wrong??? Kari: Not breaking bones or getting injurted. See Solly: since hawaii, i've lost 2 jobs! See Solly: and been dumped, and so broke i had to sell my car, and had my city terrorized! it's been the worst year and a half of my life! Kari: OK, so we need to find this freggin rock. Kari: Do i send it to a volcano or to hana lolo? See Solly: volcano Kari: OK Kari: We found the rock. Kari: We will send it soon.

You're not going to believe this, but ... Dad has broken his ankle. ::commence laughter:: Man, my parents are weird. This is even worse than the year they each individually confided in Matt and me and that they were getting the other a hot-air balloon ride for their anniversary. Dad, we know you love Mom and all, but I think you've gone a little too far this time. (I have a sneaky suspicion you sabotaged yourself so you wouldn't have to keep doing the dishes, but that's just a theory. Heh.)

Thursday, January 02, 2003

Ups and Downs, Ups and Downs Dad kept calling our Christmas trip "the worst vacation ever." With an attitude like that, it was a little hard to have fun, but we tried. In Hilton Head, we did get to play golf (but only once), rode our bikes, went to a great Christmas concert, and had lots of great seafood meals. On the downside, Dad was given a work assignment just before he left for the trip and spent too much time with his laptop and not as much with me and Mom as any of us wanted; Momma took a little trip down some stairs and ended up with an ankle the size of an egg and a broken tibia, or fibia, or whatever; brother Matt couldn't make it down for the holiday so we were missing him terribly; and I spent a good amount of time wishing I was back in New York. Eh, these things happen sometimes. My New Year's was pretty good. Spent it with good friends, Lex, Heather and Dan. We got silly on margaritas, wine and champagne while we watched Christopher Reeve in Times Square. (What was he doing there, anyway? I bet he didn't have to stand there for 12 hours saving his spot! *wink*) Which reminds me that in the last few days I've felt pretty blasé about New Year's Eve. It's because I've already had the best NYE ever -- Times Square for 2000 --, and will never ever feel the need to try to top it. ;) Otherwise, things are going pretty good. Getting back into the groove of applying for jobs, though the one that I really really want could still happen. I'd be ecstatic if I got it. Rest assured, you will know it if I get a job. Hope you had a good New Year's, and no matter how your 2002 fared, I hope 2003 is better.

Wednesday, January 01, 2003

Yeah, happy new year's and all that. Bleh.

shallow thoughts by csolly