Posted by Colleen on Feb 9, 2009 in
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Weekend So thus far today, my packing has been this successful: I threw shit out from my desk (that I don’t even need to go through) and packed both my U.S. and British editions of Harry Potter and my Lord of the Rings books. Yeah, this is not good lol. I can’t really do anything outside of the house before 3:30pm each day because I’m on doggie nurse duty for Strider - 13 pills a day, including diuretics which means he has to be taken outside to go to the bathroom at least once every 1.5-2 hours. My dad does the pills but it’s a huge ordeal because some are so large that they have to be literally shoved down his throat. I feel badly because the dog will unintentionally bite down on his hand at least 4 times each session & this morning he drew blood.
My birthday parties were fun. I gotta admit that on Friday, I was just totally not feeling doing anything birthday-related. It took longer to pick Strider up from the doggie cardiologist than I thought it would and I missed the train into Manhattan, so I just drove in to Astoria and took the subway to Hi-Fi to meet up with the BTR crew. Annie made me FUNFETTI CUPCAKES, which I think I had 4 of. It was fun and nice to see everyone who could make it.
Also on Friday, I had a surprise. Jay couldn’t make it this weekend and knew how disappointed I was so he sent me beautiful flowers to make up for it :) Aren’t they purdy?
So, Saturday was the big party at Stout in Herald’s Square. I didn’t end up going to New York Comic Con because I was just drained from the previous 2 days and needed to try to chill before the all-nighter. Katelyn and her friends Kelly & Eddie came in with me at 7pm so we could get a lot of seats for everyone at the bar.
Everyone tricked in from around 7:30pm-10:30pm. I was so excited to see everyone and even more excited to accept multiple birthday drinks. In fact, at around 12:50am, Randy & Claudio got me a double shot of Tequlia and for some reason, I then thought that it would be a good idea for Katelyn & Eddie to take the last “early” train home at 1:12am without me and I’d just take one at like 3am and get a cab for the 25 minute ride back. Yeah, I don’t know either. Sooooo around 1:30am, I wanted to go home and was “stuck.” So what did I do? My grandparents were staying at the Marriott Downtown for a conference that night & I decided to go drunkely visit them. Then I slept over in their hotel room. Yeah. Don’t even say a word.
We did a family party yesterday but it was quieter. My mom’s been sick the last few days and we wanted to keep it low-key so the dog didn’t have a heart attack, but it was cool. Still lots of good food. My aunt & uncle told me that I should enjoy 25 because everything beyond is just “early 30.”
So yeah, that’s my birthday story. Also, I know that this could come across wrong, but I’m just sorta “woah” to have seen this:
In 2 years podcasting, I’ve never ever been on any iTunes featured list or top something. It’s in the Audio Podcast list of the TV/Film category. Jay & I started the ChuckCast as a joke but then decided we liked doing because it took a total of 1 hour a week with recording and editing (knock on wood) and seemed like fun we should keep having! :) I’m actually not going to look at any reviews because I remember the last time that I did something that was more in Jay’s “territory” and 75% of the people who commented hated me. I wasn’t trying to come off poorly but damnit that sucked hardcore and I’d rather just say “screw it” and be kept in the dark this time.
Anyways, I have a bunch of pictures from my birthday party, but I’m putting them after the jump because there are quite a few (I’ll put more up on Facebook when I feel like it). My camera’s crazy ass flash makes me look like I haven’t been out in sunlight in 3 years and I also look drunk basically from an hour in (I think it was more like 2.5 hours in though…). I’m also aware I’m in desperate need of a haircut & am getting on on Friday. Much thanks to everyone who came out and who left me messages on Facebook, Twitter, MySpace, message boards, etc.
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Tags: Birthday, Birthday Party, Stout
Okay so we’re having dismal snowy/rainy weather on Long Island today. My first-half of the day counterpart didn’t come in today and the weather was all snow this morning, so there were a decent amount of cancellations. Basically, I’ve got not a lot to do & I’m bored so I’m doing what bored people do: blogging. I used to like having time to kill at work but the last 6 months has put me out of practice haha. So let’s see what I can entertain myself by yakking about.
- New Lost tonight. I may or may not have seen it already. Go ahead, hate on me. I wouldn’t go back & unwatch it for anything. I’ve had to stop discussing the show with my fellow geeks since I’m afraid of giving something away because there were (IMO) a lot of puzzle pieces that start to fit together more and I don’t want to disprove something someone says by going, “Well, that can’t be because…” And if you think that Jay & I talk about Lost because of the podcast, guess again. 85% of the time, we only talk about it if we’re surrounded by friends who bring it up.
- Moving date approaches. I’m nervous but I’ve got a lot of fun things going on the next 2 weekends. I’m going to see Michael Ian Black do stand-up comedy in NYC with Pookie this Saturday night, January 31. She asked me if I wanted to go see it at 8pm or 10:30pm & my first thought was, “Why on EARTH would we go at 10:30pm? That’s so late.” Which then prompts me to think, “25? Fuck, I’m old.”
- The following weekend is my “last weekend” in NY. The weekend of my 25th birthday. Annie is throwing together a Birthday/Going-Away Soiree with the BTR crew on Fri, Feb. 6. It’s going to be good times. Well, duh. Cause with Annie’s cupcakes, how could it not be good times? Also, I’m having a gathering in Herald’s Square on Feb. 7. I don’t care if the bar is a controversial choice. It’s close to Penn Station, where I’m probably coming from & it’s still cold in NYC. Therefore, that’s where I’m having it. It’s for Ian-face’s birthday too (naturally). Good times will ensue as well.
- Fun Fact: My & Ian-face’s 25th birthday coincides with the 2nd anniversary of Anna Nicole Smith’s death.
- I’d really like to go to New York Comic Con again this year (Feb. 6-8), but the only day that I could make it is Saturday. This isn’t a problem except that the freaking cast of my new favorite show Chuck is going to be there on Sunday! Also, the casts of Fringe & Joss Whedon’s new show are going to be there Sunday as well. Yeah, I’m a geek. Stupid birthday.
- If you haven’t already heard already, Scarlett Johansson is doing a cover of my boy Jeff Buckley’s “Last Goodbye.” I’m going to defer all discussion on this to Amanda.
- And finally, I’m thinking about making this blog into an actual website or at least updating the format/template a little bit. But more about that another time, I suppose.
Okay, I think I’ve successfully killed a little bit of time. I’ve actually written this blog twice because it didn’t save the first time when I went to publish it and then it was gone. I was way wittier the first time, but oh well. At least it’s 6pm now. May 7pm come fast & may 9pm come even faster. That’s what she said.
Posted by Colleen on Jan 13, 2009 in
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Allison has requested I make a new blog post so that she doesn’t have to see my bloody finger anymore and I kinda think she’s right! So lucky for Ali and the rest of you tired of looking at my mangled claw, I’ve got an announcement:
I’m moving to Raleigh in the middle of February!
My last day of work is February 4 (a Wednesday) and my birthday is Sunday, February 8. I also found out as I got home tonight that Brian & Bobby got tickets to see “The Daily Show” on February 9, so I am going to go with them and then drive down to Raleigh that week and try to find a job, etc. I’ll couch hop with Jay and Sara & TJ and who knows maybe Clif’ll let me crash for a night. At least the slumber party will distract me from the absolute terror I have about finding a job haha. I told my bosses at work and although I was scared to do it, I was really more just sad in general. It’s a nice place to work and they’re really good bosses and I like the people I work with so it’s kinda like I’d be losing more friends.
But anyway.
I’m really excited and really scared. I’m excited because I think that it’ll be a great new chapter of my life but I’m scared about finding a new job. I accepted back in 2007 when I decided that if it came to it, I’d be the one to move that it would mostly mean giving up 90% chances of ever having a job in the fields that I have my degree in (Communications with focuses in Journalism & PR as well as a minor in English & Theatre). I worry too much and I think too much. And nothing is or will EVER be as beautiful as New York City and that’s a fact. BUT I like Raleigh and even though it’s clear that I will really want to end up back in NY someday, I cannot wait to start a new life there.
I’m just going to miss my friends. I’ll miss Cassidy (bitch moved back from North Carolina as I was moving there), Tricia, Julia, Amanda, Amanda, Ali, Ian, Brian, Claudio, Randy, Anthony, Joe & Steph, Eddie, Bobby, and everyone around here that I know I’m not mentioning (forgive me). I’ll miss the BTR crew, Annie & Jeff & Max & Maia and all of our mid-day margaritas. I’ll miss Yankee games with Angri & Sabella & Storey. I’ll miss my dog Strider. But most importantly I’ll miss my family: my parents, sisters, grandparents, aunt, uncle, cousin. Just as way excited as I am to move, I’m just as sad that I won’t get to see them whenever I want to anymore. I know that this post sounds somewhat shaky but I made this decision with both my heart and my head and I’m certain that it’s the right one.
It’s gonna be a big adjustment and I’m really gonna need a lot of support from all sorts of places.
Oh, and I’m gonna need a job if anyone’s hiring…
I know I’ve gone MI-blogging-A the last month, but I’ve had nothing really interesting to say. Went to Raleigh for two fabulous weekends in a row. Dog sat for my aunt last week. Workin’. Seeing movies (Loved
Zack & Miri Make a Porno and
Role Models, really liked
Quantum of Solace). Finally finished all 4 books of the
Twilight series - I hated Bella right until the very end where she got a lot more tolerable, but over all really enjoyed the second and third parts of
Breaking Dawn actually. I think
Eclipse and
Breaking Dawn kept me interested because the stories branched out to other characters and not just Bella self-loathing and pining about Edward, which made me question how anyone could ever let their young daughters read books with such a terrible role model for a heroine. Now I’m continuing my decline into geek by reading
Harry, A History by Melissa Anelli. I think it’s quite fascinating though. Hung out with Ian and the newly engaged Joe Matero & Steph (and her rock). Met up with Julia, Amanda & Topher this past weekend and saw the Mepham High School’s version of
Dracula, which was directed by my Home Fry himself, Eddie. That’s about it.
Anyway, the last month really has flown by, which is why I’ve had nothing interesting to really say haha. Although Jay did get me into Chuck this past month and it’s awesome. Definitely check out that show (Season 2 is on hulu.com and I haven’t seen Season 1 yet but it’s not hard to follow at all). Anyways, I should get to work. I have to work this Friday even though only one doctor will be in, so Jay & I won’t get to spend Thanksgiving together, which is a major bummer. Hopefully the next few weeks go by quickly, since we won’t see each other again ’til Dec 13 when we go to California for the weekend. I’ll probably get all whiney before then though.
To conclude this energized post, here’s a funny cartoon from the New York Post. Dedicated to all my Mets fan friends out there:
Posted by Colleen on Jun 2, 2008 in
Amanda Giordano,
Reflecting/emo The contents of my apartment are now in my parents’ living room/on my bedroom floor. Moving is exhausting and emotional. I really did love my apartment in Astoria & it makes me sad to have had to leave it. And I already miss living with Amanda. I watched crappy TV last night (Living Lohan, shut the hell up.) without her and it’s just not the same! But the truth is, if I had stayed, I wouldn’t have been able to save up money for what I want to ultimately do. And that’s something that makes everything that’s completely shitty shitty shitty right now completely worth it in the end. I walked around my apartment right before I left, after everyone else had already gone & took some pictures of it (okay, my lazy former landlord was letting the new girls move in a day early w/o coming to inspect our place, so I wanted proof we left it in good condition because damn it, I want my $850 security deposit back!), including my view from the roof. That freaking roof was my salvation last summer; it’s so peaceful out there, day OR night. It’s what I’m going to miss the most. But enough depressing stuff. Let’s get on to the boring stuff. Here’s some pictures from move out day:
By the way, I’m going on the cruise for my parents’ 25th anniversary on Thursday. That’ll be fun 
We loaded my crap up in 1 minivan, 2 Rav 4’s, & a Highlander.
It actually looks smaller with nothing in it…
Empty bedroom
One last look at the infamous, wonderful roof…
Haha, I saw this cat randomly walking on the tin part of the little roof & thought, “HA! A CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF!!” Insert dork comments here.
Peace out, 23-39.
Even Strider won’t go in the living room…
It’s so funny. I HATE packing. Last year, I was packing up to move out on my own (with the lovely Amanda) to Astoria. And I did not mind at all. I stayed up ALL NIGHT (literally) packing and went running on no sleep at like 6am, fully energized. I was so excited to pack and move. That was when Jay and I were still just talking and I know I talked to him til like 2am that night, then kept packing til 6am. It was just really exciting “I’m moving forward” times. This year, I decided packing sucks ass. I hate it. It’s a pain in the ass to do and takes away from precious sleeping hours and all the dust makes me sneeze. Meh. It’s almost midnight and I’m sitting on my roof right now, procrastinating from packing, and sulking hardcore. Or rather, whining hardcore.
John & I just recorded our last regular episode of MetroBuzz in Astoria (potential Rooftop Session on Friday, but it’s a very 50/50 thing right now because we haven’t actually asked our guest yet if he wants to do it lol). Naturally, I got nostalgic. Amanda recorded with us as our guest. She recorded our first MetroBuzz ever in Astoria with us and she recorded our last one. I’m such a freaking girl. I wish things had worked out better, but I’ve got some REALLY amazing things planned for early next year and in order to do that, I HAVE to move home to save for it. So I’m going to do my best and not be a massive emo bitch til then lol. I think I can do it because I literally have something fun to do every weekend from now (well this weekend is moving so that doesn’t count) til the last weekend of July. But right now, I have to rip off the bandaid, like Jay said.
I’ll stop being a baby after the actual move happens. Right now, I’m just still bitter about all the disruption that this packing is causing. But I’m seeing Billy Joel with my sisters on Thursday night, which is going to rock!!!
Okay, it’s getting cold outside and I’ve really got nothing relevant or important to say other than packing sucks. Today was Brian’s birthday, so he and his new girlfriend Dina came by on their way to the Mets game (they live in Connecticut) as my dad and I were moving the first round of my stuff out. We all went to the Beer Gardens afterwards - Dad included (it was his idea to go this morning when I talked to him). That was actually REALLY fun. I love that I inherited my dad’s love for drinking beer. He bought us 2 pitchers, which though was only 2 beers for each of us 4, it was still really awesome. My dad rocks. Happy Birthday, Bri
Posted by Colleen on Jun 16, 2007 in
Amanda Giordano,
Story time Okay, so let’s tell the story about how the dude setting up my new desk last Wednedsay asked me out. Twice. He’d only been there for 16 minutes. Great. Then he asked me what religion I was. I answered, “Catholic,” & he asked me if Catholics were allowed to date outside the religion (he was Muslim). It was good, fun, awkward times.
My roommate is SO supportive of my troubles:
[Amanda's sn]: there must be something about your purple star boxers that just turns him on in the worst way…..
I fucking love my purple star boxers. Bitch. Oh yeah & a bird crapped on me the same morning when I went to take the garbage out. Nice.
For all my Lost fan friends, this may be the funniest thing I heard all week:
JNorton15: So you want to see possibly the best Lost message board quote ever?
JNorton15: “When Rose said to Bernard “If you are going to be hiding in the bushes, lets get you into something dark” .. was she refering to herself ???”
Anyway, I didn’t want to leave a sad post like I did yesterday as the last one I did, especially since May 17 is over & I feel much better now AND there’s all sorts of awesome things going on right now.
1. I cut my hair, about 7 inches. I don’t think I look like me at all, but sometimes you just need a change, so I’m glad I did it
2. Amanda Giordano & I are moving into an apartment in Astoria, Queens on June 1. Visitors welcome. Yay, NYC livin’. It’s sort of scary to officially be an “adult” now, but we all know that I’m definitely not going to start acting like one any time soon. Hooray for being broke, but it’ll be worth it…
3. I helped Paul from Barenaked Hurley (the Lost parody band) write his last 2 songs & it was really fun. I stayed up literally all night on Tues so help him finish it, but it was such a blast to be a part of something that awesome. If you’re a Lost fan, go to iTunes & download the Barenaked Hurley podcast feed, because all of his songs are hysterical.
Finally, to all my Marist friends who are graduating - GOOD LUCK! I’m so proud of you guys & I miss you all a lot. I’ll (hopefully) see most of you tomorrow, whenever I get up there (I’m going to Rachel & Will’s grad party). <3
It’s been a busy, busy few weeks with work @ AT, the “real job” hunt, the podcast & lots of crazy adventures. It’ll be a massively long post if I talked about everything at once, so I’ll just go in order over the next few days.
First weekend in Jan., as mentioned in “
Don’t go across the tracks,” Allison, Amanda, Julia & I met up at Ali’s apartment in Chelsea for a little diva reunion. (After I
finally got there,) we (sadly) skipped the tree in Rockefeller Center in favor of dinner bc we were all starving. Julia took us to this place called Gingerman’s on 34th that had beer from around the world. If you ever go, get one of the hot dogs. They’re faaaabulous. We went back to change & decided to go to Marquee around 11:30pm. Ali lives just a few blocks from all those “trendy celeb” hangouts so it was lovely to not have to walk far. It was also ridiculously warm for Jan., as we were wearing short sleeves/tank tops without jackets. The club is pretty sick nasty, but you can only sit down if you buy a bottle of wine or Grey Goose or Cristal for $250, minimum. We were not all about that. However, we had a secret weapon: Ali’s freaking hot. She’s “that blonde girl” that everyone always stops to hit on, no matter where you are. Ali took care of finding boys to let us sit down & share their Grey Goose. But I get ahead of myself.
So, no matter where I go, I’m always all about exploring the joint. I have to know everything about everywhere & what the deal is. It’s the reporter in me. After quizzing one of the bouncers near the bar, I decide the place for us to be is upstairs. At some point, Ali asks - and I quote - “Coll, what shot can I get that will get us the most fucked up?”
Never ask me that question.
I’m trying to figure out what level of inebriation that everyone’s at (which at 11-f’ing-dollars a drink really wasn’t that high at all), combine it with what time of night it was, divide it by number of non-sketchy hot dudes in the place who I’d trust buying one of us a drink (I’m picky & judgemental so that number was also very low) & then multiply that whole equation by just how nice I’m feeling at the moment. I consider going for Rumplemintz…because who doesn’t like 150-proof toothpaste? But I can’t do that to the girls. So I opt for 151. Yeah, I don’t know why either. I think I was bitter that I’d been there for 2 hours, only had like 2.5 drinks & getting another would cost another $11. So I rationalized that I was doing everyone a favor.
No one threw up, but no one could quite breathe for a good minute afterwards. I’ve done 151 with Frankie & Brian at home and it’s never seemed quite as evil as it did at that moment. Luckily, I came to my senses quick enough to ask for a glass of water for everyone to chase with.
So Ali finds some dudes to let us sit at their table. I become bored with them very quickly & turn to my left and make friends with these 2 gay guys, Mark & Lee, who lived in Canada & Michigan and had just spent New Years in Egypt. I’m fascinated by people’s travel stories & quickly ignore the girls & the table of dudes and talk to my new BFF’s for the next hour & a half. At some point, they start pouring me Grey Goose & tonic. OH - Dennis Rodman was at the club but I’m surprised I even remember the entire night. I didn’t realize how much overpriced vodka I drank until after we got home. Ugh. It was not fun.
The next morning, we all woke up & I had the hangover that lasted the entire day. I’m talking I felt like shit until I got off the train at 8pm. I’ve only been hungover 3 times in my entire life - that being the third. Now I remember why I usually cut myself off & start drinking water about an hour before I leave a bar even if I’m not driving. We walked around, got bagels, went to see the tree (hooray!), went to Central Park & then got dinner. Ali got hit on a bunch more times. I don’t know how she deals with it. Frankly, if someone had tried to hit on me in the middle of Jamba Juice at noon while hungover, I’d probably have to have a very intense inner dialogue to keep myself from dumping my drink on their head. It was overall a very pleasant day. I had an awesome time, we’re going to all meet up again soon, maybe around my birthday (Feb. 8). Hopefully Meagan can come this time.
Allison, Coll, Julia & Amanda - I mean Lipschitz, Pop, Six & Squish
I love lamp! And 70-degree weather on January 6!
Ali’s good at Photoshop. Hooray.
Looks like the Grinch won this round.
Amanda covering her mouth is an unnatural thing.
SO funny. He didn’t try to hit on me or anything like that. He just handed it to me, I thanked him & he shook my hand and thanked me for being so “hot” and then WALKED AWAY! It was SO random but it had been a rough ass like 9 days & it was just an awesome NYC story lol
