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Tuesday, October 17th, 2006
6:23 pm - Here we go
Ahhh, thanks to thuggery's help I figured out the ad shit. Switching to a basic account. Very complex. Don't try it unless you have to.

Hey check how stale my jokes are!

Good time to shut this baby down. For now I'm not gonna stick to my guns anymore. HAR! HO! Check my humor!!

Anyway, I'm not deleting this account, but I'm gonna let it lie fallow for a while. Catch me at hufffyhenry, I mean, if you want. Some random creep already added me there.

Bye journal.

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3:32 pm - Mirror neurons
"The most significant finding was the discovery of 'mirror neurons,' a widely dispersed class of brain cells that operate like neural WiFi. Mirror neurons track the emotional flow, movement and even intentions of the person we are with, and replicate this sensed state in our own brain by stirring in our brain the same areas active in the other person.

"Mirror neurons offer a neural mechanism that explains emotional contagion, the tendency of one person to catch the feelings of another, particularly if strongly expressed. This brain-to-brain link may also account for feelings of rapport, which research finds depend in part on extremely rapid synchronization of people’s posture, vocal pacing and movements as they interact. In short, these brain cells seem to allow the interpersonal orchestration of shifts in physiology."

(from the NYTimes)

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11:02 am - Bummer summer
I created a new lj account, but the new format with advertisements pisses me off too much to use it. It's slower and there's all these obnoxious banners and blinky things and ugh. Out my face.

Too bad, I wanted to lay this one to rest. For now hufffyhenry will just exist in the nebula.

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Wednesday, October 11th, 2006
2:47 pm
Ack! Ladies, how do you feel about male gynecologists? I have to have my annual checkup in the next two weeks for reasons I will disclose very shortly, hopefully, and my girl Ida is out of town. The only doc they could fit me with was a man. Richard James. (Richard D. James? Shudder.)



I've only flashed my snatch for one male doctor before, and it was totally wack. He was handsome and young, and apologized for how "embarrassing" it was. He stuttered over the word vagina. "Your vuh-vuh-vagina." Wicka-wicka-wicka, thanks dj.

FUCK.

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Monday, October 9th, 2006
7:18 pm


breaking news, this just in! i want these!


* * *

these are disgusting in a 'walrus dick' kinda way but i sorta want them just for sloppin' around:

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2:20 pm - HEY BROOKLYN
Do any of you guys ever use pet sitters for your cats (or dogs or whatever)? Do you have any you'd recommend? I'm looking at "Petato" right now... Seems ok but I hate to use a place without some sort of personal recommendation, you know? What if they're shady assholes who let my girls starve!

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1:18 pm - Working on a holiday
HEY! Please check out scruffulous's breaking world news recap (i.e. pictures from this weekend).

I feel like I'm really growing up because Saturday I went to historic sites all over Brooklyn and my overwhelming feeling was COOL!!!!, not 'I'm tired!' In Greenwood Cemetery we walked through catacombs and elaborate tombs. Performers played mournful accordion music and draped themseves over headstones and trees. There were a million goth couples there, and in the entrance there is a massive nest of green parrots. Outside the cemetery gates is a greenhouse filled with fake bouquets for the graves.

Before that we got to go inside the great stone archway in Grand Army Plaza. Inside the archway going up a narrow spiral staircase is a puppet museum (open Saturdays through Oct from 12-4. They are putting on a performance of Nosferatu for halloween.) Anyway, you can just walk in and wander up this set of stairs overhanging with giant hand-made puppets -- old grizzled men, skeletons, dog-lady creatures. Please don't gag at this comment, but it's truly magical.

We also went to the opera house at BAM and twirled around on stage, which was fun because I feel I was truly destined for The Stage, and simply got sidetracked with this editing/office business. Lata!

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Tuesday, September 26th, 2006
9:44 am - about me, bugs
I have bedbugs, and I accidentally tore my cell phone in half.

If you need me, until further notice, I'm festering in infested quarantine. I still have the stolen internet, but it's real spotty. Like my legs! Ho!

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Monday, September 25th, 2006
4:49 pm - Not waving but drowning
On Saturday we rearranged my apartment. Heavy furniture and appliances hauled, shoved, shaken out, beaten. I had a dining room nook by the window, a footstool by my bed. But I woke up with blood spattered in my sheets and little bites on my legs, and everything turned upside down. It seems silly to panic over bedbugs. They're gross, but they're tiny and, after all, just bugs. But when they're in your home, they could be anywhere. Your favorite books, records, photographs, sheets, chairs, rugs, blankets, could all be hiding eggs. Exhausted from no sleep, I frantically took all my cloth belongings and stuffed them in bags and brought them to the laundromat. I threw out almost everything that had been on my floors: Boxes for moving, clothes for selling, my knitting kit. Rugs swept off the floor and bundled in garbage bags. The cats hurriedly nudged into carriers and brought away. This morning the exterminator came. He mopped his forehead with his shirt and shrugged when I asked him if it would work. Clouds of chemicals fogged the rooms when I left, and I remembered too late to put my aloe plant on the fire escape. I don't want to go home, no, I don't want to face anything. Why when things fall apart do I orphan myself? The discomfort in my home is obvious, but why do I extend that sense of alienation to my friends? I feel hated and forgotten, and while I "know" it's absurd, it persists. Stifle the rolling of your eyes and facetious comments; I'm tired.

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Friday, September 22nd, 2006
12:47 pm
Yowwza, my shoulder's sore. I had to go get a tetanus shot and antibiotics this morning, because the cat I was fostering chomped my hand. She wanted a piece of Pern and I was not about to let that go down and risk my girl getting sick, so I swooped in and grabbed her before she could inflict damage. Within minutes my hand was throbbing. Melanie tells me this is Cellulitis. ANYWAY, Jesse, you'll be interested to note that Dr. Sheridan thinks it's a bad idea to take in strays. Just, you know, FYI.



Other than that, I'm revamping my bathroom with new bathmat and shower curtain and even, EVEN, one of those foam spa pillows you suction on to your tub. Luxury.

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Wednesday, September 20th, 2006
11:53 am - Ladies!
Has anyone ever used this?



Does it work? I have super dry hair...in fact, i chopped most of it off last night to alleviate the "witch wig" feeling i've been carrying around for the past month. you know, those horrible drugstore witch wigs kids buy for halloween?



Yeah. My stylist recommended this ridiculously expensive silicone serum (Barex Velvetizzante), but I looked up the ingredients online and realized I have a similar product at home (Biosilk Silk Therapy). Eff that! I use Bumble and Bumble Coconut Shampoo/Super Rich Conditioner, Leave-in Conditioner, and Biosilk Silk Therepy. Bah! I drink shitloads of water, I'm healthy, but I have straw 4 hair - help!!

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Monday, September 18th, 2006
4:36 pm
So, here are some facts about me.

1) For a long time, I was obsessed with mommy blogs, and all I wanted to do all day at work was read them. I'm kind of over them now. I still enjoy my two faves, but as for the others, it's only out of routine.

2) I delayed responding to my favorite professor's email because I'm kind of ashamed of my mundane job and lack of creative efforts. And then I finally wrote her back and told her about my ambivalence, and she didn't write back. Well, that's a lie, she finally did today but it was terse and didn't reference any of my email.

3) When I was in undergrad, I wanted to get an MFA in poetry. lolz. :(

4) I shop at this health food store near my office, and for a while I was on a soy yogurt kick. I'm on semi-friendly terms with the Pakistani man who runs the place, and so one morning when I asked for coffee and he chirped "soy?" all expectantly, I said yes! Soy! And then I got it in my head that he thought I was vegan, so for two weeks I only bought vegan food there. And I felt proud about it. And when I broke down and bought a chocolate bar one day, I could swear he felt dissapointed.

5) I'm really scared that ultimately I won't be able to sustain my life in NYC, and I'll have to leave.

6) I wanted a rice krispey treat, and instead I bought Diet Dr Pepper. Suck!

7) I think I'm about to really dick someone over, and I feel like scum.

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Friday, September 15th, 2006
1:43 pm

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Tuesday, September 12th, 2006
4:55 pm
Because there's a chill in the air, I'm going to share with you one of my favorite easy comfort food recipes. I usually add a couple ripe plum tomatoes and some spicy Italian sausage, but hey, you know.

Roasted Red and Yellow Pepper Sauce with Garlic and Basil

For 4 servings

3 meaty bell peppers, some red, some yellow
16 to 20 fresh basil leaves
2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
4 garlic cloves, peeled
Salt
2 tablespoons butter (sorry vegans)
2/3 cup freshly grated Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese (doublesorry)
1 pound pasta

Recommended pasta: Ridged rigatoni would be best here, but other
tubular pasta, such as penne, ziti, or maccheroncini, would also be good.

1. Wash the peppers in cold water. Cut them lengthwise along their
crevices. Scoop away and discard their seeds and pulpy core. Peel the peppers, using a swiveling-blade peeler and skimming them with a light, sawing motion. Cut the peppers lengthwise into strips about 1/2 inch broad, then shorten the strips, cutting them in two.

2. Rinse the basil leaves in running cold water, and gently pat them dry with a soft towel or paper towels, without brushing them. Tear the larger leaves by hand into smaller pieces.

3. Choose a sauté pan that can subsequently accommodate all the
peppers without crowding them. Put in the olive oil and the garlic
cloves, and turn on the heat to medium high. Cook and stir the garlic until it becomes colored a light nut brown, then remove it and discard it.

4. Put the peppers in the pan, and continue to cook at a lively heat for another 15 minutes, stirring frequently. The peppers are done when they are tender, but not mushy. Add an adequate amount of salt, stir, and take off heat. Gently reheat when you’ll be getting ready to toss the pasta.

5. When you are nearly ready to drain and toss the pasta, melt the butter in a small saucepan at low heat. It should be just runny, not sizzling.

6. Toss the cooked, drained pasta with the contents of the sauté pan, then add the melted butter, the grated Parmesan, and the basil and toss thoroughly once more. Serve at once.

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11:43 am - just purchased






current mood: yay

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Monday, August 21st, 2006
3:46 pm - Grilled cat
Bet you thought this was gonna be an animal abuse horror story. No! So I guess this dentist gave his 1-year-old black persian gold caps on his lower teeth, because they jut out from the cat's mouth in an extreme underbite, sort of like a bulldog, and he was afraid they might break or be damaged.

Look at this guy!

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Monday, August 14th, 2006
9:21 am
Oh hay. It's that time again, boys and girls: the infamous Barney's Warehouse Sale.

What: Barneys Warehouse Sale
Why: The sale is unloading men’s and women’s clothing, footwear, accessories, baby stuff, and housewares at 50 to 75 percent off.
When: Aug. 17-Sept. 4; Mon.-Fri., 10 a.m.-9 p.m.; Sat. & Sun., 10 a.m.-7 p.m.
Where: 255 W. 17th St., b/t Seventh & Eighth Aves. (212-450-8700).

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Wednesday, August 9th, 2006
2:32 pm
this week has been a reeeeeeaaaaal shithole.
Thursday, August 3rd, 2006
9:39 am
i feel positively bovine! this bitch is bloated, crampy, and hot. my backpack is extra heavy. i don't walk, i lumber. can't i just pop a vicodin, sit in a cold bath with some cold wine and call it a day?

current mood: puhleeze

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Tuesday, August 1st, 2006
11:00 am - coincidence? or FATE!
I just called to make an appointment with a joint specialist. My knees are sore from running, and with my flat feet they'll just get worse. But I was pissed because the guy who was recommended to me was out of network, and required a referral, but I don't have a general practioner to give me one. I bitched to P and she said I was in a real predicament. "Something's gotta give," were her words.

I thought about this. I decided she was right, I needed to stop being a baby. So I called this GP I'd heard about and made an appointment. And guess where her office is? In the SAME EXACT BUILDING on the SAME EXACT FLOOR. There you go. There you fucking go.

Thank you, Jesus!

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