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It's almost like vacation this week. |
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I don't normally get three days off in a week.
I did a whole lot of nothing yesterday besides drinking a whole bottle
of vodka and watching "I Love New York".
(I am hopelessly addicted to VH-1.)
I work tonight, have a day off tomorrow. Work, another day off.
I need to do something SLIGHTLY more productive tomorrow.
(It was nice vodka and came with an ice scraper.)
Thinking of going to NYC perhaps. There's always something
to do there and
it beats cleaning the house.
 miiyukki · Tue Jan 09, 2007 @ 06:02pm · 10 Comments |
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What a lovely spring day! |
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Well, not really
BUT
that's what it felt like today in Connecticut.
Pity I had to work for the majority of it.
I knew it was nice out because of how many Frappuccinos we made.
It seemed like a neverending stream of them!
When I got out of work it felt like I had just stepped into April.
Carrying my wool coat was a burden, but driving home with the windows
open was so nice. I really wish that I had today off, there was so much I could
have done.
Also, my bonus went throught at work and it was WAY more than I expected!
I think I'm going to take a couple friends out to dinner to celebrate
because, seriously, why not?
Hope everyone else is having a great weekend!
miiyukki · Sat Jan 06, 2007 @ 09:58pm · 2 Comments |
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Pleasure burning in my ears. |
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I've decided to gauge my ears.
Nothing big. Maybe a 4. I don;t normally wear earring though even though I have two holes in each ear.
I've been wearing 16s in my first hole this past week, and have just traded up to a 14 on the first and replacing the 16 to my second ear. Right now my ear lobes burn...in a strangely pleasant feeling. I like it, maybe way too much.
Getting new jewlery is the added bonus. I go every week to Trash American Style...and always find new vinyl to buy. This week's bounty was UK pressings of The Smiths Hateful of Hollow and Morrissey's November Spawned a Monster. I also picked up Public Image Limited's Album.
I've become addicted to buying new records for my Hi-Fi.
miiyukki · Tue Mar 07, 2006 @ 10:46pm · 16 Comments |
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Don't Ask Why (Don't Ask Why) |
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I see you naked in the bath
Cigarette stains on your hands
Wilted flowers in a vase
I ask how are you
Yeah, how are you?
I wipe the condiment bar at the cafe clean for what I hope is the final time for the night when Durling comes up and plants an iPod bud in my ear, with lyrics that are so distant yet familiar.
I see your lipstick on your glass
And I think you're drunk,
I start to laugh
And i find the note
The letters ran
And it said i loved you
Yea i loved you
I smile in familiarity and he removes the bud and reciprocates my smile. I still can't put my finger on the song. He sees the confusion in my eyes.
"Sponge.", he tells me.
Yes. That's right. Oh my goodness, yes. I light up and tell him how I saw them on a complete lark when I was in college.
It was late winter, 1995. My brother, Ted was stying the night at the dorm with me since we had to go up to Springfield the next morning to go up to MEPS and our recruiter was going to pick us up before the crack of dawn. We had gone shopping at the Salvation Army earlier in the day to buy some old work shirts, since that was the rage then. He was rocking out his newly found Greyhound bus shirt and playing guitar on my roomate's bed when there was a knock at the door.
I opened it up and there was a bedraggled hippie at the door. He had to be at least 40 years old. Until I realized that it was my roomate's friend I wondered how he got past the front desk. Who am I kidding? I wondered how he made it past the front desk.
"Is Meach here?" Melissa is my roomate, but she goes by the name, Meach.
I show him that it's just Ted and myself and he invites himself to come in and use the phone. It seems that he was supposed to meet up with a couple girls from the Fairfield Hall dorm, but they weren't there so he was hoping they'd be here, with Meach, but now no one could be found. I heard him leaving mumbled messages to them, reminding them that he had the tickets for tonight. The tickets for tonight.
I wasn't that big into campus life so I didn't know what "tonight" was. I spent most of my time in the dorms or in the 24 hour computer lab, playing MUDs on the VAX system. Oh yes, amber screened VT100s. We weren't a very high-tech univeristy yet. Anyway, tonight on the Westside campus was a concert, and now these two extra tickets were being offered to my brother and I.
Love Spit Love, Sponge, and Live. Starting. Now.
We followed our hippie guide, Loops to his old beat up Omni to get over to the other campus and parked as close to the event center as possible. The concert started, and the music carried down the hill. I walked as fast as I could towards it. I was still new to the concert scene and excited to see another big show. We opened the doors after being briefly searched for weapons and other-such contraband.
Don't ask why
Don't ask why
Sixteen candles down the drain
The music washed over me. I was in love with it, letting it wrap around me. Oh. No. Those were Loops' arms wrapping around me. Ted had found friends and run off with them, leaving me with the sketchy guy who I felt I needed to be civil to since he was kind enough to take us along and give us a ride. He tried to hold he closer and closer and I could feel him poking against my back until I finally retaliated with a swift elbow.
Loops kept trying to grab me close while I scanned the crowd looking for my brother, until I caught him floating past on the crowd. I yelled to him as loud as possible and to catch his eye. Loops swayed behind me, rubbing himself against my back until my brother came back to me and looking at my face saw all he needed to know. I may have been the more independant of the two, but also the most passive. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the throng of people. I may hate crowds, but for once this crowd was a saviour.
We ended up begging rides back to the other campus after I bought a couple overpriced t-shirts.
Right after getting back to my dorm room, the phone rang. I let the answering machine get it. It was Loops. He had seen us get dropped off and wanted to come back up. Sighing, I grabbed Ted and fled down a back stairway and we stayed up most of the night at the diner, drinking waterdowned coffee with other people who had gone to the show as well.
I watch you passed out for awhile
I touch your face and start to smile
And on your note is my reply
I wish I loved you
I wish I loved you
The next morning, Ted and I went to Springfield to be sworn into the Army.
Somehow this one song evoked that entire memory.
(Don't ask why)
(Don't ask why)
(Don't ask why)
Sixteen Candles down the drain
Sponge: Molly (16 Candles)
miiyukki · Mon Jan 16, 2006 @ 05:40am · 9 Comments |
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I meant to check out an old TB Sanitorium in CT, but made a couple detours on my way.
First, as always before I hit I-84, I touch base with the old girl, Fairfield Hills. Checked out the houses being built/renovated on Mile Hill, turned around in the Cochran parking lot and went through the campus. I decided to take a quick tour of the front loop since I saw a sign on the front entry of Newtown Hall and wanted to get a better look. It was simply a sign for the. C.H. Booth Library Book Sale that was held there in the late summer, but on closer inspection, there was something far more sweet than that. An opened padlock. The only lock on the front door. Wide open.
I went back around the circle and parked to the rear of Watertown Hall and was about to get out when like a bat out of hell, a Newtown cruiser swept in and parked a few lengths behind me. I took a few pics of Newtown until I called it a wrap and returned to my car. Leaving, I saw that the cruiser followed me out of tha campus.
It was about lunch time and I hadn't eaten breakky yet, so I thought I would stop off at the Southbury Training School and pick up a lunch box there and then bee-line northward, hitting Cedarcrest and Mansfield. I passed the Gatehouse Cafe on campus and then felt since I hadn't yet been to Leonardo's Italian Bistro further up campus I'd try that today.
Rounding a few wrong turns, I found my way to the little bistro. I bet it's cute in the summer since there's a patio, but in the winter it looks a little cold and desolate. I looked around, and unlike the Gatehouse, there wasn't many people, even in the 12 o'clock hour. I went back to my car to retreat there, and the car didn't start. Not even turn over. Here I was, stuck, at the Southbury Training School.
For those who don't know what a Training School is, it's a place that people left mentally retarded people. An institution of sorts to ready them for the outside world. Unfortunately, many didn't "get the skills" necessary to go into the outside world . Southbury stopped taking "students" in 1986 since it mad now become a nursing home for the mentally retarded.
..and now my car is stuck.
A woman came down to her car and I made my first contact to ask for my way out. I asked if she had jumper cables, which she didn't, but the guy in the kitchen might. With a little more confidence, I went into the building which was set up sweetly like a restuarant, with checked tablecloths and flowers. No one was in teh dining room, but the kitchen was bustling. I peered in and the woman presumably in charge asked what I was there for. I was about to answer when one of the residents rushed me and vigorously shook my hand. Surveying the kitchen, it looked like there were two supervisors and mostly residents manning pizza ovens. I spied to one guy who looked like he was in a supervisor's position and asked for jumper cables. He didn't have any but after the lunch rush was over he'd try to find some...so I figured I'd stay for a spot of lunch. I helped out, making pizza with eth "students". The residents seemed excited to have a guest, setting a place for me and poking in to talk. Some were more coherant than others, but all more than friendly and facinated by their visitor. They regaled me with stories about Christmas, and cups of coffee. One man played games with me. He didn't like to talk, he liked to point out objects for me to describe. I didn't understand he game, until he grabbed my hand to point out objects. Once I caught on to his game, he got into it, pointing vigorously and quickly to see what I'd catch.
One woman, the most coherant of them all, was most concerned with my car and making sure I was okay. She seemed very motherly. I wondered what she was doing at the School. Leroy, the male supervisor finally took me out with his truck to check out the car and try to jump it.
It didn't start up.
I went back to the kitchen to call a local garage. The female supervisor I could tell was becoming impatient with my presence. She started asking questions why I was there. Honest? I'd like to know the layout before they close it down. State Schools are rapidly becoming a thing of the past, making way for smaller group homes, closer to the community. Stephan, rushed me again, to vigorously shake my hand. Other staffers coming in and out started to wonder what I was doing there, my welcome was wearing out.
After a few erroneous phone numbers (and learning how to make call off campus) I finally contacted a garage to come collect my car and get it going again. The residents were excused to sit in the dining room after doing such a great job at lunch. The female supervisor started to get a bit short with me, so I said my goodbyes and sat in my car, finding a book to read while I waited.
The car service I got was great. I wasn't expecting to have to replace a starter, but they seemed to have cut a great deal with me...but I had had enough of an adventure for the day and called it quits.
miiyukki · Wed Jan 11, 2006 @ 09:54pm · 2 Comments |
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I'm going to go play with my new camera today and get used to the setting once Bryan goes and pops my door. (I'm too short!)
Hope everyone had a merry-merry.
I worked yesterday while everyone celebrated. Today I get to celebrate while everyone goes back to work. Suckas.
miiyukki · Mon Dec 26, 2005 @ 05:45pm · 4 Comments |
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I've started a guild...well, actually it was the idea of Seicer who is on Gaia and UER.
It's sort of D5/UER for Gaians...a way to chat it up here and get a little gold and knowledge in the process. If anyone is interested in exploration of old structures or some good ol' fashioned guerilla historic documention then check out: Your NO TRESSPASSING sign is like a WELCOME MAT to ME if you look under my guild listings.
Getting all my Chrimby stuff in gear.
miiyukki · Fri Dec 23, 2005 @ 09:40pm · 2 Comments |
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Yeah. You caught me. I catch up on Gaia here and there.
Do I post much? No. Sometimes I find I have very little in common with blithering 13 year olds. Sorry.
It's like I have to have a few drink to get into Gaia-mode...and yeah, I don't drink so much.
There's a lot that I've been getting away from. One being trying to popular on an online forum. ******** that s**t. Real life counts so much more. I don't need people online to like me. I know I funny, bizarre, and clever. I don't need an online audience to tell me such.
Do not ask to borrow my stuff. I'm sick of being people's closets. I'll lend things out to people I know IRL. Why do I have to keep repeating myself?
******** Chrimby. My family's ditching me. ******** this s**t.
miiyukki · Wed Dec 21, 2005 @ 03:39am · 5 Comments |
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I got home from NeOpex (New England Office Product Expo) in Rhinebeck NY.
It was one of the best weekends I've had in a while!
We arrived on Friday night and drove by everyone because we were so lost. Just as we got out of the car, Mike Dijital comes over and confuses the ******** out of my because his tag says "Fedge". Appartently we missed the BBQ and they fire was too big to cook on anymore. I was feeling ill so i didn't drink much, but everyone was really cool. I ended up sleeping early...
Saturday I woke up kind of late, the sun was shining but my stomache felt better. Bry and I were off on a trip to the old Pines Hotel up in the Catskills. Bry drove Mike and Matt Trakkahhh and I...it was an hour and a half and just as the ride started to get tedious, there were plenty of hassidic Jews to entertain us as they walked down the street. The hotel was in the middle of no where, a ghetto apartment complex on teh other side of the road. We ran through a hole in the fence and across the lawn and through a basement door. We acended up to the main lobby and everyone brandished cameras. Drie pointed out some of the sights and everyone broke up and went in various directions. There were so many cool leftovers in the hotel to take as souvieners such as pins, postcards, noisemakers, even a cassette of "Mr. Music, Live at The Pines"! Caveman and Drie found an old video, still shrinkwrapped of New Years 1986 at The Pines. The hotel was so cool, with an indoor and outdoor pool, skating rink, and carpeted walls (how retro!) Drie found a stash of t-shirts and we all got one and we took a group shot of us and since we had a lot of time left we all hit up the Concord Hotel which was close by. A bit more modern looking, it wasn't as interesting. A lot of stuff was liquidated from the hotel so in some parts it was an empty shell. I made it up onto the roof and took pictures from there. At one point I got lost because I ran off myself and all the rooms and floors looked alike.
I finally found the lobby and Bryan, Matt, and EatsTooMuchJam were there too so we headed to the tennis courts where we found an abandoned Eurovan full of camping supplies including an REI tent and a propane lantern. The van was cool too! With our plunder we ran back to the cars and washed down with some Wet Ones.
We would have stopped for food, but Mike knew that people would wait for him to cook so the longer we took, the hungrier that they'd be. When we got to the campsite, a police cruiser was waiting for us to warn us to keep it down. We could get as drunk as we wanted, just keep the voices down. I was in a better mood for a party and we cooked some of the leftover food for everyone and ripped into the beer. I had some Jager which I shared and Bryan drank most of and demonstrated walking through the campfire. Caveman kept yelling at the other campsite "STFU!"
I'll have to continue this later. I have to get dressed for work now.
miiyukki · Mon Aug 29, 2005 @ 06:36pm · 4 Comments |
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