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I want to move to England sometimes. Well, alright.. take an extended visit.. for a year perhaps. Just to get the flavour, accent and some additional traveling. When you're that close to the Continent, you have to take a sidetrip.

I hate P.M.S. But it's not pre- any more.. what would be the acronym for "during" be? Hm? D.M.S.? That almost sounds like one of those "new-fangled" metal/rap bands (aka knock-offs of Korn). I woke up at 4am this morning with horrible cramps. Fortunately I had some medicine available for just this kind of situation. All I can tell ya' is being a woman really does suck sometimes. If there is such a thing as reincarnation.. I think next time I should come back as a guy. Just a thought for any possible beings listening that have any upper hand in that decision, ok? Cool.

Off to a freakin' long day of work. Cheerio!
"And you're listening to Mega-Rock!"

Matt and I took a drive down to Pennsylvania yesterday. I noticed that Jenny and her boyfriend Aaron also took a drive there too.. but for different reasons. We just needed to get out of town for a few hours. I'm not all that familiar with PA. I've been to Philadelphia, Lancaster, Erie, Warren, Bradford and parts of Amish country before, but most of it was so long ago that I really don't remember much. I do remember endless rows of "Amish" stuff that was ultra-commercialized around the Lancaster area. Blar.

Anywho, we drove into Warren and got a map of PA since I handily left my AAA map at home. Matt has been around a good chunk of Western PA after living in Corry for a little bit, so we decided to head directly south. We went by this brick house that I initially thought was cool but couldn't figure out what the guy in army fatigues hanging out on the front porch was all about. Add several American fl…
My calves hurt. Urg. But they hurt for a good cause. I spent most of yesterday standing in sandels that don't really give good support. So it's my own fault. But it was for good reason!! I could have worn heels instead, but I was smarter than that.

To explain: my boss had his fundraiser last night that featured our glorious U.S. Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton at the Roger Tory Peterson Institute. I've seen her several times (pre-First Lady, as First Lady (twice), and as U.S. Senate candidate twice) and have interviewed her twice (still have the recordings of that). So I guess you could say I was excited to see her but it wasn't falling out of my shoes excitement. The evening involved running around a lot, setting up/striking the set, making sure people were where they were supposed to be, getting more film for my boyfriend-boy wonder so he could take pictures of Mrs. Clinton with various donators, dealing with the media and schmoozing when I had a chance. To…
Does anybody else find it bizarre that we can have blistering hot days one part of the week and then really cool-must-wear-a-jacket weather the other half? Oh wait *smacks self upside head* I live in Western New York.. what was I thinking??

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this is fairly normal. I can remember going to camp (Girl Scout or music) and having it get real cool about mid-way through the week and scrambling to find any particle of clothing that might keep me warm. It's the mornings that'll kill ya'. *heh* Although I do like being able to sleep well at night.

It's Friday, It's Friday, It's Friday *sings* That doesn't really mean anything since I do have work to do this weekend, but it's the principle that I won't have to drive to Mayville tomorrow morning or Sunday. If I lived in Rochester still I wouldn't bitch about a 30 minute commute, but something about having to do it out here bugs me. At least it&…
"And you're just so busy.. busybusy.. busybusy... ewwww.. oohhh.."

I'm on this song-quoting/reminicing kick lately. I sat this evening and started going through my entire Morrissey collection, not including The Smiths years. There's something fun about singing along with "The Moz" when no one else is around. He's sorta funny with all his "yodeling" that he does. Well, some people would call it moans of pain.. or something *grins* Plus, the memories I have now are more recent and not of high school.

I'm addicted to blogs. I now have *counts on fingers* at least 5 blogs I check daily (some more than once). I'll have to list all of them to the left soon so you can share the obsession.

My S.O. is bugging me to finish this entry so he can check his email and log onto one of his RPG. He won't say that out loud but I know that's what he's going to do! I thought having two phone lines in the house would help, but we r…
"Tooooodddddddd... why you punish me????"

That would be Heidi and my version of "Time" by Hootie & The Blowfish. It's what we interpreted the song as soon after I found out this guy I was dating was apparently dating 4 other girls and lied to me about it. It wasn't a serious relationship but I was still irritated by the fact he lied to me. So this Hootie song comes on the radio (probably the former WMAX) and Heidi and I both have that realization that the words can be twisted slightly. *heh* I heard this song as I pulled out of the Wal-Mart parking lot tonight. What a splash from the past. It actually made me smile.

I have a cool job. Really. Tonight I got to go to the annual American Red Cross dinner for the local chapter. I don't cook, so it was nice to have someone else cook for me and I didn't have to pay a cent (other than my time and attention). This weekend I have to help set up for a fundraiser for my boss. Senator Hillary Cli…
You Let Me Change Lanes...

I song I had totally forgot about has reared its head in a Mercedes-Benz commercial. Geggy Tah's "Whoever You Are" was one of my favourite songs my sophomore year in college. I even saw them in concert at the War Memorial in Rochester (before it became the Blue Cross/Blue Shield Arena). They opened for Rusted Root. That was one of the best concerts I've ever been too. Mostly because I had just come off a very bad break up and really needed to just have fun and break loose. A couple weeks later I met the guy I thought I was going to marry. We're just great friends now *grins* It's funny how life takes different turns.

The heat is still with us here in Chautauqua County. We're supposed to get some thunderstorms tonight, which will make things a lot better. I just was not prepared for the heat. On another happy note, my parents will be swinging by Mayville tomorrow afternoon to have lunch with me on their way back from Cl…
Simply put.. it's hot.. too damn hot.

The weather forecast actually said it was going to be "sultry" tonight. That's not counting today. Which is supposed to get near 90-degrees. Figure in the humidity and that's one awful heat index. Naturally, today I spend most of the day outside tending to press conferences and sitting in the County Government tent for the County Fair. I pray I don't melt, although I could stand to lose a few *winks*

I need to be off to the first press event at the airport. I have an arm's length list of things to go over with my boss who has been gone seemingly forever. And a stop up to Mayville on the way to Dunkirk (I can't believe I forgot to make copies of the press release for the umpteenth press conference today!!) Gr. Ok, all is good.

Check ya' later
Rising Steam of Hope...

Kaldi's Coffeehouse is now open on Fridays and Saturdays from 8pm until 1am. I'm still trying to figure out this wonderous gift that has graced my life! Ok, that may be exagerating it a bit, but I can't tell you what a bit of heaven it was to be able to sit at a table out on the sidewalk with a cup of coffee in the middle of Jamestown at 10pm at night. That's almost unheard of unless there's a festival going on (like Lucy Fest.

Speaking of... there was actually a festival going on today. Just for the day though. Our annual Celebration of Culture. It was pretty cool. I started having flashbacks or nice remembrances of the Folk Festival that used to throw down at the Rochester Science Center & Planetarium. My mom danced in it with the Middle Eastern Dance group she belonged to (and taught). Yup, my mom.. the 100% Polish lady did belly dancing up on this huge stage for all of Rochester to see. It was quite fun! And the funny thi…
The week is about over.

I've already worked a full week this week. It's something I'm kind of proud of, but at the same time it had me feeling drained and acting bitchy up until yesterday. That's life.

I'm not at work yet. The secretaries don't really expect me this morning. I do have to get in before noon (I feel) since I have a media advisory to fax out, talking points to write for my boss for Monday's press event, a letter to write to the 8 counties in Western New York for NYSAC, and I have to finish re-organizing my boss' office. It's the organizing that has drove me absolutely batty. I mean, seriously, how many people that read this honestly like organizing someone else's shit? I do admit that there's some satisfaction in seeing that I can make a desk appear from under the mysterious piles of paper. Now I just worry that I need to have more things filed. Well, that's for later today.

Oh, check this out. I got my letter in t…

I was so faithful to writing on this. Damn, Damn, Damn!

I was afraid this would happen come political season. Well, that has nothing to do with it actually. Just a basketfull of work to put it nicely.

The trip to Rochester was nice. I didn't get to see a chunk of friends I was hoping to see, but everything was fine otherwise. It was Cornhill Arts Festival weekend.. and a record year for crowds I guess. My parents, Matt and I took in the sites. I saw too many high-priced pieces of furniture I would LOVE to have. Of course I have no place to put anything, so why cry about it?

I was actually excited about seeing the construction on the new Stutson Street bridge. Ok, ok.. so it won't be called the Stutson St. bridge.. it will be the O'Rorke Bridge. I have hopes that this will be a smashing replacement based on all the animated stuff depicting what it will look like. I'm still disappointed that they had to tear down the old Marina Dodge.. which as a car l…
How does time get away??

Last week turned into a unbelievably busy mess that looks to continue through the rest of this month. I'm still boggled by that. Fortunatly, a trip to Rochester is in the works for this coming weekend. I'm beginning to think I need a vacation with all this looking forward to weekends and whatnot!

Went to a nice party Friday night. Our friend Chuck had it at his parent's house (where he's staying until November). It was a bit cool outside, but comfortable. Probably the nicest thing was sitting on the patio/porch in the backyard. Drinking red wine. Eating shishkabobs, homemade salsa and hummus. Oh yeah, and Matt will tell you I was flirting with a guy from Toronto, but since he was talking to him just as much it kind of makes you wonder, eh? Kidding. It was terribly relaxing. So much so that I had to go home fairly early because I couldn't keep my eyes open. Unfortunatly, I missed being proclaimed a semi-celebrity by a semi-lucid…
*shakes off depressing mood*

I took a short road trip this past Sunday with Matt. I was in a mood to get out of the house and told him I was taking off. He said "Where you going?" I replied "East."

We drove, listening to Beck's "Mutations" and stopped in Salamanca at an overlook in the Allegany State Park. Mist clouds were hovering around the hills. The weather had turned sharply colder that afternoon from the morning. I don't think it was even 70-degrees (had been in the high 80's the day before). We drove on to Olean in search of food. It's so sad to see how these cities in Western New York just seem to be closing down. We continued up a hill past some remote towns. Stopped at another overlook for a Kodak moment and drove on. We ended up eating at a Perkins in Bradford, Pennsylvania. The place is almost a literal ghost town minus the huge Super K-Mart and Food Barn. It made me feel lonely.

We drove back, listening to Countin…
There are moments at work where I get these ideas the opposite of dellusional granduer. I call them the insecure granduers. I doubt there's such a thing. I just needed to make up a phrase for convenience sake.

See. This is how it goes. I come into work early to get a leg-up on a list of projects that fell into my lap the day before. I earnestly begin working away. Filing, typing, deciphering etc. Then co-workers begin trickling in at their appointed times. All is still well. I feel I'm making modest progress. Then the main co-worker shows up. Annoyingly picks apart an advisory I've written because he thinks the font needs to be much larger. Contradicts facts I know to be true. Questions some things I've done and then snarls off to his office. To get a feel for him.. he treats everything I say with a large degree of impatience, as if I'm moving too slowly and has no interest in what I have to say.. only what he wants to order me to do. I thought it…
I'm trying to listen to WBER on-line, but the link doesn't seem to be working. That happens sometimes. I haven't figured out if it's just due to everyone listening to it and taking up all the "spots" or if the link is just screwed. This is what Sunday mornings are for, aimless thinking.

The thunderstorms I mentioned yesterday have moved on. It was so dark in my "dining room"/computer/tv room that I almost had to turn on the lights. But why waste energy if you don't have to?

Amazing! The sun is shining!

Well, on my list of stuff to do or like to do this weekend. The only thing that's on its way to being completed is reading one of my library books. I'm more than half-way through it.. My Little Blue Dress by Bruno Maddox.

It's nice to be in July. I'm still at the "youngish" state where I feel like I can really shake off the shackles of being in school. Of course it's only been six years since high school a…