WebJournal - The blog will set you free

WebJournal - The blog will set you free
News of no interest whatsoever except to very close and patient friends and family members and maybe people with no life

Thursday, October 06, 2005

THE DEMISE OF THE BLOG

It was fun while it lasted, but it's not fun anymore. It's over kids. Close friends and family members, I will keep you posted. People with no life, go get one of your own. As for me, I am going back to paper. I might scan and upload my journal, password protect it or send pdf copies as a newsletter. I might turn to vblogging. Then again, I might just shut up.

11:08 PM

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Easy for him

The hunk just fed me chocolate cake for breakfast. Now I'll have to fast the rest of the month. Yeah, right.

Very promising week ahead

Next week Alessandra, Adriana's friend whom I missed the first she was here, is coming to town again. She's offered me tickets to both the Conan O'Brien and Letterman shows, but they are taped in the afternoon so I don't think I can make it. She has also snail mailed me a ticket to the U2 concert next week.
Don on the other has promised to be "in party mode" all next weekend and has a ticket for the Queen concert on Sunday. He should be coming with his friend on Saturday afternoon. I don't see much sleep coming my way.

8:43 AM

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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Nice to have around

The hunk is very sweet, a very welcome addition to the household. He told me the first day that he’s very easy to live with and he is indeed. Also, he bought an iBook yesterday which means I had a brand new baby to play with in the evening. It’s his first Mac, so I had the pleasure to teach him the basics. I now have to install a few programs for him.
The hunk is also no idiot and he has been working the town like he owns it. He’s running from a casting to a client’s appointment all day long and he’s figuring everything out really fast. All this plus a quick sense of humour. Do you hear me complain? Oh, and he loves kids. And he’s faithful to his girlfriend. Which proves being hot does not automatically translate into being an ass or retarded.

Therapeutic dance night

This Friday Marc and I might resume our dance-till-U-drop nights out. It’s a good thing as I have been known to dance alone in the house like a madwoman recently.

4:13 PM

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Monday, October 03, 2005

Lusting after the bad boy

I was never one to fall for the bad boy. I used to like them clean cut. But in my old age I am slowly but clearly leaning towards less mainstream types. Even so, I can´t believe I am actually attracted to Danny Bonaduce. Danny Bonaduce, for Chrissake!!!!! I saw one episode of his reality show and I was hooked. This morning, before 6 AM, I was watching two other episodes and wondering how can I like such a raw wreck. The man is a mess. He drinks whole bottles of vodka, injects himself steroids, goes into wild rages, sobs uncontrollably. A complete descent into a major mental meltdown and yet ... there is something about him that is so damn masculine, so damn charming, I am glued to the TV. OK, that and the washboard abs.

By the way, the hunk is here. Cute. Very cute. Very so much not my type. But he is very sweet.

10:58 AM

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Sunday, October 02, 2005

News from oveseas

While enjoying several mojitos for breakfast with Nicolas, Monica SMSessed. Seems I am invited to a 3 day party at Checco's parent's castel outside Rome at the beginning of January. Seems my friend Paola left her husband for the second time, and the sister of another friend did the same. I will know all the details by tomorrow at 8 AM, when Monica calls to update me.
In the meantime, at Nicolas' urging, I am cheking out Yahoo's personals...

4:52 PM

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Third one and counting

2:37 PM

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A former mojito

2:32 PM

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A personal sleep pattern

It's something I've done since I was a teenager. I sleep very little for days in a row, then I pass out. I still remember being a child and staying awake way past my bedtime, reading under the blanket with a flashlight. In high-school, while dating my soon-to-be-ex it was not uncommon to come home in the early hours, shower and go to school. In college I would work at a full-time job, go to evening classes, go out after classes and even find plenty of time for exercise/dance classes. I remember that a group of hard-core wanna be dancers would meet for late night classes during the week, and Saturday mornings too. So nothing much has changed. This past week I was at the gym between before 7 AM, sometimes at 6 AM, every morning, and never asleep before at least 1 AM, so on Friday I got home from work at 6 PM and promptly lost consciousness. I vaguely remember Annie calling me in the evening, but I fell asleep right back until 6.30 AM on Saturday. And then I never really got out of bed. Sure I got up, took a nice long bath, came back to bed, got up, went to get food, cooked, eat, went back to bed, got up, went for a massage, came back, went back to bed. Needless to say, I could run a marathon today!

9:52 AM

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Thursday, September 29, 2005

So not with it

Our chosen restaurant has been closed for two weeks or two years, I am not sure. So pathetic. So we went to Ideya instead. Great mojiito, great caipirinha. Delicious flan. The food was not bad either. And I ordered the dessert wine too. Vivian and I had a great time, good girlie sort of time, talking and laughing our asses off. It was almost all about guys, ex guys, current guys, future guys. By the way, Don called. He will be here in a couple of weeks. That should be fun. The man knows how to have a good time.

11:27 PM

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They are always filming something in this town. Part of the crew is having dinner, part is filming a flick. Soho, at around 10 PM.

10:09 PM

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Out to meet Vivian.

7:27 PM

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Bragging

I just chatted with my niece Jimena. Her sister, Valentina, will appear as an extra in a Milos Forman movie. She has a horse jumping scene. She is filming it as we speak. OK, so maybe she will not get an Oscar for this, but you got to start somewhere, don't you?

12:22 PM

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A new trend?

Tuesday night a new colleague invited me over for dinner. Only there was no dinner. There were 5 of us and 4 slices of pizza. I stuck to a liquid diet and drank the bottle of wine I had provided. I am still speechless.

Thankfully, there are other social meals to be had. Breakfast today, not counting the Red Bull I drank on my way to work, was a merry affair at the cafeteria, with the usual suspects. The topic? The Office, a brilliant sitcom we are all getting addicted to. I watched an episode from the British version and a couple from the American version. I liked them both, but the British one is funnier, in a very dark sort of way.
Lunch today will be with Pascale. Dinner with Vivian over at Isla.

Plans

So far it's a movie with Melissa tomorrow. A Stila "red carpet event" on Saturday (basically, a make-up sales pitch). Something on Sunday for brunch, to greet a friend/colleague arriving in town. And then Sunday afternoon it's the hunk grand entrance. My girlfriends are already standing in line.
I am also half planning a quick trip to Cancun.

11:14 AM

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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

1:32 PM

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Monday, September 26, 2005

No sense of measure

As usual, I made enough empanadas for an army.

A few patties

9:22 PM

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Pre-empanadas snacks. Crab meat and extremely high fiber content crackers. See, I care about you colonic health.

6:35 PM

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An agonizingly slow weekend

Mostly work and taking care of a very devasted friend with a broken heart. Oh, and I also watched an amazing movie that I somehow missed when it played in the theaters.
Well into the wee hours I was still making changes to a text that was due this morning. God knows how, but I was up and very much alive early this morning, at the gym with Annie at 7 AM. And now, after a quite productive work day, I am feeling a little restless. I am in the mood for cooking and have just invited Pamen, Francia and Chema over to try my hand at empanadas. Hopefully, they will be alive tomorrow.

4:50 PM

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Saturday, September 24, 2005

Closet space

Throwing out old stuff. Making room for new stuff.

11:37 PM

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A perfect day for a wedding

On our way back from the hairstylist and my new post-chemo look, Pam and I passed a wedding party leaving a church. The bride was very very cute, so was the groom. Young and happy. Broad smiles on their faces. For a moment I was tempted to shout out "Enjoy the day! It's all downhill from now on!' but it would have been a stupid posed blase attitude. I do not feel that way at all. Actually, I feel like I'm 15 again. I still believe in the whole hoopla wholeheartedly.

5:48 PM

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NY baby

Jonathan's son is around one year old. He has an activist/writer for a dad and an Indian studies college professor for a mom. He also has a Tibetan nanny and is being taught sign language so he can communicate before he learns to talk. The kid is on his way to a very cool life.

Shopping mood

I got part of my order from La Redoute yesterday. So far, I like everything. But now I absolutely have to hop over to DSW for a pair of boots.

Saturday!

I am peeping out of my window from my bed. It looks like a perfect sunny day and I have a gazillion things to do.

9:50 AM

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Thursday, September 22, 2005

Non-blogging mood

I have yet to recover from my second day at the gym at 6 AM, after just 4 hours of sleep. Tuesday night I resumed my baby-sitting duties with Cecilia's kids and watched Harry Potter III with both of them stretched out on top of me. I thought I would sleep after that, but not really. Yesterday I took home some work but then went for a manicure/pedicure and a short back massage (I was so stiff I could hardly move my head), shopped for food and basics, made dinner and waited for Pam, who is in town for a few days.
At 1 AM I was on the computer, installing Windowx XP on my emulator. Today is going to be a long long day. I already downed a Red Bull. It will not be my last.

10:14 AM

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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

A girlie afternoon

Yesterday I was on the phone with Cecilia when the line went down. She showed up at my desk saying her phone had died. Mine had died too. So had my other colleague's I said it was strange and that maybe we should all leave. I was joking, of course, but a few minutes later I heard Chema in the hall saying everybody was leaving and that we should just go. It was, by all accounts, a self-evacuation. Nobody actually gave the order but hundreds of us took to the stairs. Some of us met at was is supposed to be our meeting point but most people just went home. A bunch of us had lunch at a nearby Indian buffet while placing call back and forth to other colleagues, trying to find out what was going on. A couple went into the building again and walked up to their offices only to be evacuated again, this time officially. And that was it. The rest of the afternoon was spent at Sephora getting Pamen made up and then at Bloomingdale's, buying an outrageously expensive and probably useless wrinkle cream. For dinner I went out with Nicolas and although I fell asleep close to 1 AM this morning I was awake by 5 and at the gym by 6. Now, if I could only get in the shower and go check if the power is back at work ...

7:48 AM

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Monday, September 19, 2005

Evacuated!

2:55 PM

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Undoing the damage

I was at the gym today at 6 AM. When I came back the doorman greeted me with an applause.

7:28 AM

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Sunday, September 18, 2005

Lovely Sunday

Melissa wanted to have vegetarian dim sum today. I acquiesced. Unfortunately the place was full so we had to share a table. We got one nice guy and two skinny, pasty white chicks with absolutely no energy and repulsive claw-like fingers that spent all lunch talking about diseases and whether it was wise or not to eat wild fish. Why, for the love of God, can't vegetarians be regular people? Is it really necessary to spend all your life monitoring your health? One got into all the details of her latest dentist appointment and her concern with mercury poisoning. Her dentist was dismissing her concerns but she had insisted. What a couple of pains in the frigging ass!
The situation got considerably better after lunch, when we walked though the San Gennaro feast and I right into Mark Consuelos and family. I think I saw other celebrities - the redhead from Sex and the City and the blonde guy from Queer eyes for the straight guy - but I am not a 100% sure.
After leaving Melissa at home I went over to Oscar's for the exhibit. I can't bring myself to say anything about the art now. Plenty will be said soon. In any case there was music, as usual, and I was out of there in no time, as usual. Pamen, Fabian and I had a few drinks over at the corner, then Fabian left, we stayed, and eventually worked our way back to the salon and a very interesting conversation with a guy who worked as crew for the movie "The Intepreter".
It's back home now. I am legally drunk, too tired to upload the pictures from today and yesterday (dinner at Ana's) and, frankly, too sad to even try.

11:02 PM

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Second mojito and counting

7:17 PM

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Party at Oscar's

4:37 PM

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Saturday, September 17, 2005

It was about time

The King has finally met Nicolas.

10:34 AM

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Friday, September 16, 2005

Bitching around

Monica woke me up with a phone call from Rome yesterday. Her ex-husband has married again. I have no idea who the bride is but after reading around a bit, she sounds like a typical second wife. And a short-time one too. We, the old gals, had a good laugh about it.
The other news is that Monica will indeed be coming to NY for New Year's Eve with Raoul and their two children. Which means I'll be on my own for Christmas. Gotta plan something.

Windows on a Mac

After the whole virus experience on M.A.'s laptop, I think I will stick to Macs. Problem is there are a couple of PC-only programs I really need. So I just downloaded iEmulator, a much cheaper solution than Virtual PC. I know need a Windows CD to install.

8:49 AM

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Wednesday, September 14, 2005

9:15 PM

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6:59 PM

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All good things come to an end

M.A. is gone. Shit.

The weekend was low key. Saturday night we cancelled dinner with Cecilia and Silvio and just stayed home trying to watch a movie. After two lousy pay-per-views that we cut off after a few minutes (one being The Upside of Anger, which we both found absolutely boring, and the other some Spanish flick that he remembered having seen and being awful) we ended up watching Big on a regular channel. Sunday we got to CompUSA as soon as it opened to return a USB wi-fi adapter and buy a new one. His laptop had been acting weird but we had yet no idea of what was awaiting us. After CompUSA we had lunch in Chelsea with Nicolas and two of his friends before coming home and, after a lot of looking around on the Internet, we found our his laptop had been contaminated with a virus. Actually, a nasty worm that freaked him out. After having spent quite some time installing reference material and software on his notebook I was freaking out myself. The rest of the day was spent battling the trojans while he cooked. In the evening we agreed to watch again the absolutely delightful Finding Nemo and then had a nice long mellow chat all through a bottle of red wine.

Yesterday I had a meeting in the morning but afterwards I took the afternoon off so we could go check out notebooks, just in case. Eventually, after installing Norton's antivirus and the latest update, we managed to get rid of the worm. Today I took the whole day off and we went to the Riverside Park for a stroll, before heading to Lalo's for lunch. Given that their beer was warm, they did not have peach for my Bellini and we had just been to Zabar's for some great cheese and pasta shopping, we stood up as soon as I finished my lemonade and took a cab home.

Now he is at airport and his flight has been delayed. I just text messaged him and I am ready to try and get some sleep. Tomorrow I have to report to work at 6.30 AM for some protocol duties I've been "volunteered" to. It's going to be a long day welcoming presidents, kings and queens and the likes. Well, personally, I will only be welcoming ministers and their wives, a lot less glamorous task. It should be fun anyways and, best of all, it should keep me busy. Hopefully I will be very tired in the evening. I might go get a massage.

1:30 AM

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