another blog via work

hey there ladies. i'm sitting at work and everyone is leaving for lunch but i came 3 hours late so i'm sitting here pretending to work so i get paid for this hour. hah. i stopped at the bank before work so that i could deposit a pile of money that has been building on my desk for like 2 weeks. since i counted teh money i realized i'm very close to affording a ticket to denver. who's comin with me?! i'm thinking end of july, so that i can just quit my job and not have to worry about trying to find coverage.

hmm. so like jess said this weekend was a weekend of mansion parties. and not the glen cove mansh..brett's and also mary kate's houses. i wish all of you could of come to them. there were kegs and games of 25 cup beer pong. which resulted in a lot of severely wasted people. especially this one kid who by like 10 was face down in brett's lawn, he even stayed there facedown when a thunderstorm blew threw. what a winner.

oh so creepy story bout brett's....me and sal fell asleep on one of the couches in his ballroom and at 4am we were woken up by this kid sitting over us just staring at us. he then proceeds to ask if we were "together"...and sal told him "no" and he's like "oh, someone wanted to know" and then walked away. what a creep. apparently this kid also asked chris is he could like "hit it" with my sister, while she was standing right there. but jess in her inebriated state started to yell at him. hah.

yesterday jess came to my house at like 9am, i was still fast asleep. cause my phone was tossed on the floor, so i missed all her calls. we then went and had a lovely diner brunch. after that we went back to my house and watched backdraft all afternoon. oh how i love that movie.

last night i worked my first dinner shift at steamboat. i fucked up a few times, but only minor things. the weather was strange so no one comes to eat dinner at a marina, so it was pretty slow. in 5 hours i had 5 tables. thank god for jacked up prices at dinner, 20 minimum for an entree. i managed to walk out with 60 bucks. there was this one family that i had with this son who was probably like 10. he was so specific, and i felt like he had a palate of an adult. first he orders a cran and club, then an order of steamers, and then proceeds to order a $60 lobster. gotta love long island and its rich people. cause his parents were totally cool with the fact that he probably ordered about $75 worth of food for himself.

Well i'm gonna end this here. I'll be seein Guyetti and Jones tonight at the gahden. I wish you could come to the reunion Garri. Miss youuuuuu! <3
mmm. i smell people's lunches right now. i really want a meatball.
<3 Ali Jean

Hit me on ma beepa, beepa, beepa...

Yo sons so I got a job where Alysse works waiting tables in Times Square (well west 49th and broadway) where someday soon I'll be making bank but probably not until mid-july after I work my way up to 5, maybe 6 tables. I finished training this week and take my exam on monday- but have yet to really study all the shit on the menu and the ingredients because I'm always so distracted with other things I want to do! Like 2 mansion parties in a row this weekend (not the Glen Cove Mansion.. real mansions!) and sleeping in all day with Michael or Ali, depending on who I'm hung over with. :D.

I got the 4th 5th and 6th of July off so you can bet your sweet bippie I'll dress to impress as a bodiqua at SaL's baller bash. Holliepop made an appearance at the Mansion party on Friday and made me non stop laugh all night, someone spilled beer on my skirt and she made me a garbage bag skirt called - Kirkland Signature Skirt. The brand of garbage bags was Kirkland Signature. I wore it all night it was a hit. Kinda like Hollipop.

Jones I loved ya black cat story! I miss you wish I got to see you more, I miss last summer when neither of us ever really worked haha and we just hung out in the New or went wandering in the city with to-go drinks. Them was the days.

I'm starvin'''''''''' I'm at Ali's whom I had to wake up to get dropped off here because Mike had to go to work. I'm so glad it always works out so perfectly when I come that if Ali's working, he's not, vice versa. *sigh*. it's a beautiful life

(oh, ohhh)

Okay Love ya'lls. Miss ya'lls. balls.

guyetti

bleep, bleep

happy saturday, errbody.  

i got a job at a restaurant a week or so ago.  i've been serving there.  it's an upscale place called jimmy's steakhouse and the first few days i was there, i loved it.  then they had a reservations-only wine dinner the other night.  after having two tables stolen out from under me by the guy who trained me and having some guy with really, really bad plastic surgery make me run endlessly to the kitchen to make special orders for his mountain lions at home, i decided that helping rich people's asses get fatter is the LAST thing i want to do.  

so, yesterday i interviewed for a bank job.  it went really well.  i applied for a full time position and if i get it, i will get full benefits.  scha-wing.  i will know by friday if i can quit jimmy's.  

after my interview at the bank dan took me to a pet shop to play with puppies.  i miss my OJer pup so bad and i miss giving tummy rubs and having a little buddy to share my leftovers.  almost as soon as we got to the pet shop, i fell in love with a little scottie dog.  he was the happiest, cutest little guy and it really sucked leaving him there.  i want to go back and get him so bad.  i read about an adoption day that a pet rescue is having today and i am still considering going just to go play with all the neglected puppies that need homes.  it'll be hard to not come home with one, though.  the rescue is only charging between forty and eighty bucks depending on the dog and the fee includes all of the shots, spaying or neutering, food, toys and a session with a trainer to help the dog get adjusted to its new home.  it sounds almost too good to be true and i don't want to go and get attached.  i haven't decided if i want to go yet.  decisions, decisions.

i have some projects to do in the studio today.  i am doing some reference vocals on a couple songs my dad wrote for that country singer he's been working with.  the songs are so pretty and they're a lot of fun to sing.  i'm looking forward to getting in the studio again, even if it's just to sing someone else's songs.  it'll be fun to just sing.

some friends are having a big backyard barbecue tonight and i look forward to murdering some pulled pork with my mouth.  maybe throw back a few beers.  

if all goes to plan, i will spend my day playing with many puppies, singing in the studio for hours and downing steer and beer.  the only thing keeping it from being a perfect day is you ladies not being here.  soon?  please?

i have to head on up to the studio, but i will post later with more tales of colorado mischief.  

miss miss miss love love love,

britt

a hangover post

its 11:14 am and i've been at work at my mom's office for 3 hours and 14 mins. and let me tell you, it feels like i've been here for like a month. i'm sitting here blogging to my you guys, filling out a scholarship application and chatting with mclaren via the facebook chat, i'm avoiding real work so hard today. i'm such a cranky pants, the fact that i'm nursing a hangover and running on minimal sleep doesn't help.

you see last night drew had a party at his house cause his parents are away and it was going to be bryan' s birthday at midnight. so of course i attended this event, and of course i got involved with drinking a 12 pack and also playing beer pong. by the end of the night sam disappeared and i was left waiting for her cause she was my ride. so me and mike sat on the couch listening to the sounds of connor and bryan attempting to play the piano across the room. this resulted in us falling asleep mid conversation and then me waking up at 2 am to my phone ringing and it being my sister outside waiting for me. i was not a happy camper.

fyi...i told mclaren i'm going to come and visit him on monday night, so jones and guyetti i hope your free, cause he said beer garden. so, i expect to see you guys there.

britt, i hope that work allows you to take off so that you can grace us with your presence on the first full day of independence in the year 2008.

i wish we could all be reunited like right now, i miss my ladiez. i want a mattress party...no i need a mattress party. <3

love love love you all.
<3 Ali Jean

p.s. i love that i just paid my damage charges for my apt and it was like 2 bucks and it said that i broke a window and a picnic table. hahah.

There are a million reasons why I love black cats. This is one of them.

So, the other night I was completely freaking out about so many things. Mom, Jess, Michael and I were watching Lars and the Real Girl and as much as I wanted to see that movie, watching someone battle anxiety whilst having an attack of it was making me insane. I bolted for the door around 1:30 a.m. and went for a walk. Upon my return, I wrote some notes about my adventure. This is the story of what happened while I was gone. 

How I Met (the Ever-So Statuesque) Mr. Tippy Toe

"I speed-walked until my lungs adjusted to take breaths at a normal pace again. As my legs slowed and my lungs stretched, I entered the Pratt campus. I veered right, towards a bench and just as I did I noticed, what I mistook for a statue of, a black cat. He prompted my motion to come to a halt, as I stopped to stare at him. I stopped at the nearest bench to admire him and his aura. 

He began to come closer.

I laughed as i imagined him coming over to greet me, to notice that I was crying. 

He continued towards me, and came even closer. 

As he landed on the second bench to my left, I smirked as the thought of him ending his journey in my lap crossed my mind. 

He began to cross over my lap- but suddenly decided to stay. I let him sleep for almost an hour before I figured that I should wander back home myself. I'm happy that I always go with fate."

It was exactly what I needed. I needed that company like (the desert missed the rain). I keep having these anxiety attacks / fits of pure frustration that keep me up at night and wake me up in the morning (respectively). I really am not into this dog, or his owner, and I miss my girls. I live with two of them and never see them :( Though, last night I managed to get Jess to come hang out and that was nice. Ali Jean, I'm trying to figure out a day that I can come visit. I need your adventures. 

I really, really, really, want a kitten.

<3jones

yes, please.

just wanted y'all to know that this, this right here, is what my current county does for entertainment.

<3

-britt

Complaint Post.

Bah. Driving to work just to get out in the parking lot and spill coffee all over yourself is the worst. I had to drive all the way back home and change. Thankfully I randomly had one of chris' towels in my car, so i didn't have to sit on a soaking wet seat. Ok, I'm done with my complaining.

Loves you!!
<3 Ali Jean