"Conversation on the way to the train" written by Hodown on estrip.org

09/17/08 11:22 - 65ºF - ID#45713

Conversation on the way to the train

Me: You know [redacted] is scared her daughter will grow up to be sluts like us.

Her: Oh whatever it's 2008 people are fucking more now than back in the day. By the time she grows up people are going to be fucking WAY more.

Me: Yeah let's not let her know that.

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/17/08 05:52 - 70ºF - ID#45710

Paul

He never fails to make me feel better. No matter what he always has a joke or funny story for me. It's kinda like a long distance hug talking to him.

Also I want him to join Facebook. If I have to be on it so does he. BFF rules dictate that whatever one person does the other person has to do too.

Ok terrible picture, but I'm clearly thrilled to be hugging him. Either that or I was reallly stoned. Either one..

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Words: 85
Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/15/08 08:27 - 59ºF - ID#45692

Reasons why I continue to hate humanity

1. When I have my ipod on I can't hear you. Also I don't want to hear you. Don't talk to me. There's a reason I have my music on and it's so I don't have to speak to you.

2. Little passive aggressive notes.

    Note A from the couple upstairs: Please clean lint trap throughly and dispose of all litter in the rubbish can. I have so many problems with this note. #1 Rubbish? Are you english? No you're not so call it a garbage can like the rest of America. #2 Since there are only 2 people who use the dryer clearly this note is aimed at me. Why not just mention it when we say "Hi" on the street? If there is in the trap they clean it out and place it in my box if dryer sheets. That makes me just put it back on the dryer. Don't be douchy like that.

    Note B is from my landlord and placed on the front door: If you receive any unwanted mail please be kind and place in recycle bin. Again I believe this note is aimed at me. What happens is since we don't have mail boxes they pile the mail by apartment. For some reason all the mail addressed to randoms and every take out menu is placed in my pile. I just take my mail and leave the rest behind. Sorry but if you're the landlord then you're dealing with the left over mail, not me.

I seriously deal so much better if people just come out and tell me if they have an issue. If you feel like notes are the way to deal, then I ignore them.

3. Bitches with huge effing bags that they don't pull close to them on rush hour trains. Oh I'm sorry I didn't realize your bag needed to dig into my back the entire train ride.

4. People who get to the front of the line an don't have their money ready. Come on, it's not a surprise you're about to make a purchase.

    To expound upon this at my bodega people never put their baskets back.     They leave them on the counter so the cashier has to step out from behind     the counter, return the basket, get back behind the count and then ring up     the next purchase. The basket pile is RIGHT NEXT to the counter. How hard     is it?

Ok that concludes my angry New Yorker Rant for the day..

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/15/08 12:41 - 62ºF - ID#45687

Yeah I'm saying it

Remember Mr. Eau du Fromage? The dude who sent me cheese from France? Well we have a very flirty rapport. And I kinda heart him and his bald head.

Anyways, last time we spoke I told him I was bitter and sad. He was like "Great working with you is going to be a lot of fun in the next few weeks cause you were already kinda a bitch." We had a good laugh and joked about how [title of show] was a relationship killer (side note: he knows another girl who went to see this with her bf and they broke up the next day).

Fast forward to today which is the first time I've seen him in a few weeks.

His first words were "Don't yell at me because I didn't say hi, you were on the phone."

I then said "Your tie looks like it came from salvation army circa 1973."

He replies "Someone has a case of the Monday's."

Oh offices. You crack me up so much.

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/14/08 09:18 - 84ºF - ID#45683

90210

Who would have ever thought that I'd find wisdom in a trashy TV show (ok I totally could see finding wisdom, me and Mike could. But for the general public I'm sure they don't look to 90210 for sage advice).

I quote:

"The best way to get over a break up is a hook up."

So maybe it's time to slut it up a bit? If 90210 says it, it must be right..

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/11/08 11:02 - 60ºF - ID#45637

Yesterday

After work yesterday I was making my way home to JC so I could attend the cocktail party at a co-workers penthouse apartment. So I get to the PATH train station and I see the asshole who groped me 2.5 weeks ago. Last conversation I had with the detective who was handling my case was "You didn't call us back when we had the guy, we had to let him go. Call us if you see him again."

So who do I see waiting for the train at 23rd Street? I get on the train and have the conductor call a PATH cop. I'll admit it was kinda embarassing being like "um mr conductor blah blah can you call a cop?". However I was determined to get this jerk. The train goes to the next stop, they hold the train and like 10 cops show up. The guy resists arrest, so they cuff him and take him to a cop car. Then I get taken to this weird secret room in the PATH station until they can figure out what to do with the guy. I guess the problem is the crime happened in Jerz, but they had him in NYC and it would be some sort of extradition issue. Long story short he had MULTIPLE warrants in NYC and was going right to jail.

I'm so glad that I followed through with this whole situation. I really do not feel it's ok to just feel people up if you want to. It's a big problem in large cities for women, everyone I know has a story about some scum bag doing this to her. It really pisses me off.

Basically moral of the story is:
-There are weird secret rooms in train tunnels.
-Transit cops are hot and will flirt with you (one gave me his number!)
-Don't fuck with me because I will crush you (ok thats a bit dramatic, but still)
-Penthouse apartments aren't all you'd think/hope they'd be (yes, I still went to the party afterwards. I mean I needed a drink).

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/10/08 04:44 - 65ºF - ID#45628

Kindness

So I know I'm back to hating the world/humanity- but every now and then there are people who make me almost retract that.

We have a guy in our office who is french and also has a general distain for people, but for some reason he has taken a liking to a few people in our office. Apparently I'm one of them. After my week from hell he asked about me frequently and makes a point now and then to see how I'm doing. There's a get together tonight in JC that both him and I are going to and he made a point to say that he looks forward to seeing me and having a drink.

I guess I'm just suprised that he's been so kind to me. It kinda gives me warm fuzzies.

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Words: 136
Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/09/08 12:54 - 64ºF - ID#45615

Norwegian Wood

I just finished the book Norwegian Wood by Murakami. I higly suggest you read this book if you like Hemmingway/Fitzgerald. I'm a huge fan of books/movies that have a sense of longing and sadness through out them. With all books that I love I couldn't put it down and am sad that I've finished it.

Ok this is turning out to be a terrible book review. I think I need time to digest it before I can talk about it.

That being said I now need a new book to read. Suggestions?

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/08/08 04:09 - 73ºF - ID#45604

It's so over..

Years ago (sigh) when I was in college my roommate and I were heading out to a party and were trying to decide how to transport our alcohol across campus with out getting caught. We decided that tequilia in a apple juice bottle was the best way to go. It looks the same and no one needs more than an apple juice bottle of tequilia. I threw a lime in my pocket for good measure and we were on our way. About half way across campus we decided to start drinking. We were trashed by the time we actually got to the party. The next day I didn't get out of bed- period. For years afterwards I could not even smell shots of tequilia with out feeling barfy. It was at that point I decided me and tequilia were breaking up for good.

Well fast forward to Jessica in her 30's. Like any relationship worth its weight in gold it's never really over. 2 weeks ago I decided me and tequilia should get back together. We first re-connected in my mom's pool in AZ. I then decided to get hot and heavy with it yesterday- Sunday afternoon. After an all you can drink brunch we decided to hit up happy hour for half priced margaritas. Man oh man. Words can not describe how utterly crappy I felt. Which is why I now have deemed me and tequilia over forever. Seriously someone please punch me in the head if I EVER suggest tequilia again.

Some random thoughts from friends re: drinking tequilia on a Sunday:

A haiku:
Passed out drunk at nine
Pre-dawn hangover sets in
Monday spinning? No.

I woke up fully dressed on my bed with the lights on at 3 in the morning..

..another brilliant Sunday afternoon/night.

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Location: Jersey City, NJ

09/05/08 11:03 - 80ºF - ID#45587

It scares me

that my gym is stalking me. I haven't been really hardcore work out like I was a few months ago and my gym has noticed. They have called me with increasingly scary messages.

Message from owner: "Hi we've noticed you haven't been using the gym as much this summer, we've missed you."

Message from my trainer: "Hey Jessica. I've missed you. Hoping we can start training again now that fall is here."

This is all code for: "You are going to get your ass kicked for slacking. So we hope you're ready for a few barfy workouts!"

I seriously feel nervous even thinking about it.