Sqb I don't remember him, but there was an article about him recently in something(? I read so many papers, etc I don't remember where) about his google wacking. For those of you who don't know google wacking is a "hobby?" where you type in two totally unrealted words to try and get only one search result from google.

Its another beautiful day here in NYC and I am stuck inside all day again- oh joy...

Lilho should hurry up and finish school. Then she should move to NYC. I can't take this no family thing, and I refuse to move to AZ right now (ask me again in 3 months when its the dead of winter and I may have a different take on that).

Question of the day: Is it wrong to date a real estate broker in order to get an in on the market in hopes of living in a better apt?

Work is almost over- this day can not end quick enough. I am seriously considering working for another year, saving everything I make so I can just quit working for 6 months and travel. It seems recently that work is sucking the will out of me. Between the commute and dealing with office bs I can't take it anymore. I mean at 27 I have high blood pressure. I feel like that episode of Friends where Phebe has a heart attack and she is like 30.

Springfaerie I know EXACTLY what you are talking about. Aound the begining of the month I turn into this crazed woman. I am grouchy/bitchy/crying/moody and everytime I have no clue whats going on. In addition I crave chocolate like its going out of style. One time I ate a pack of powdered hot coco like it was normal, then I questioned my sanity and realized it was a week right before the big P. I'm glad Im not alone with my hormonal changes ;)

your story book illustrations are amazing. I used to have a book when I was little with womderful pics like that. I think kids would really dig a book like that- no joke.

supporting local businesses. It was even more important to me when I lived on the strip. I always said if I could just take the strip and my old apartment and transplant it into NYC I would be as happy as a pig in mud. I love Buffalo in a co-dependant way and really want the best for it. I always believed there was an amazing community waiting to burst out of the elmwood scene and it just needed some help. It started to emerge right as I moved. Part of this community is knowing your local business people and supporting them. Now I am in Jersey City and I do the same. Big corporations tend to suck everything they can out of a person/community and not give back. My roommate used to work for Macy's. I couldn't believe the stories he told me. ONe time around the holidays (side note- everyone was required to work on saturdays during the time from thanksgiving until after the new year for no additional pay) anyways a rat died overnight. The copywriters came in the next day and saw the rat lying there. So they called maintance. An hour went by, a half day went by, a day went by. My roommate being the funniest guy ever put a tombstone over the rat with RIP BEN on it (Ben being Michael Jackson's infamous pet mouse). then two days go by, my roommate has a memorial service for Ben, stopping everyone to have a moment of silence. Finally three days later the rat gets cleaned up. No one saw the humor in the death of the rat or saw the humor in naming it Ben. Do you think the CEO of Macy's would have stood for having a dead animal in his office for days? No way. But apparently its ok for a salaried worker to have it rot next to him for days. Since I heard that I refuse to shop there, even if they are having a huge sale. So after my long story the point is I am all for localy owned and operated (unless you are Panos of course and are trying to pave the whole city into a parking lot)

So recently I hear about the drive-by in Kenmore. I have so many feelings about this. Why oh why my beloved Kenmore did you have to be ghettofied? I remeber when we used to not let one of our friends, Kristina, sit with us (unless we invited her to) because she lived outside the one square mile that is Kenmore. Me, Paul and Heather used to spend countless hours explaining to her that she did not live in Kenmore and therefore was inferior.

My mother predicted the downfall of Kenmore with the apperance of abandoned shopping carts on every corner. How right she was. Then the Dollar General moved in and kicked out good old CVS. That was strike two. Now with the arrival of the shooting it is strike three. There are tons of cops in Kenmore- why werent they preventing crime? I got harassed by the police all the time when I was a kid for things like going 4 miles over the speed limit, being out past 9 pm with out an adult (when I was 16), sitting in a car in my own driveway (with Paul), parking less than a foot over the sidewalk (me and paul had to go to court for that one- needless to say we won).

My family (the Mang's) are one of the first settlers of Kenmore. They donated the land that St.Paul's now sits on and our home was a historical landmark. The first home in Kenmore also is on my former street. How sad my ancestors would be to see their dream for a quaint village shattered. Ok maybe that was a bit dramatic, but still no one wants the town they founded to be a dump.

My momma moved to Arizona a few months ago- looks like she got out just in time to escape the ghetto that is now Kenmore.

We should do a few things:

1. Plan an all out camping bash before it gets fridgid. If we plan somewhere in the middle of the state we could all meet up in the middle!

2. Have everyone list their top ten movies and books.

Weekend update: My hair is turquoise and black and blonde. I got a lot of flack for it and had to pretend like it was a mistake. Thank god I have the face of an angel so I can get away with it :P Spent all Sunday shopping. I really think I have an addiction. Someone needs to sit me down and talk to me about how I am not a socialite and I can not afford to spend like I do!!! In my mind I justified it by saying I won at Belmont so I can afford to spend. However in reality I only won $50- which is way less than what I spent. Ugh...

Also- Paul if you could find it in your heart to not post the reminants of our shattered relationship that would be great. Thanks! (remember how in '92 we used to say "great thanks" to everyone?- and we wonder why Mike and Sarah turned out the way they did!).

Tommorow I am going to Belmont. I'm not sure how I feel about this considering I don't really believe in horse racing. Why is it that rich people are into the weirdest and most animal cruel sports? Hunting, horse racing, fishing...

out of my mind at work! Anyone have some good ideas how to make a living outside of the office?!

Sqb- I don't know where the other two locations are that you have pictures of. If the church was near the MOMA Manhattan then it has to be on Musemum Mile which is right next to the park.

Speaking of the park I can see it right now. I have a view of it through the office in front of mine. I want to be there and not trapped inside!

Sqb are the B&W photos yours? I only ask because one of them looks like it was taken right outside my building. The one titled "nine lives". I can't imagine that there is another 9 that looks like that. Interesting...