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Thank You Sopranos and the Zab Judah Fight

June 11th, 2007 (09:32 am)
amused

current mood: amused

With your qustionable season finale and Conte basically ruining Judah's career I've never gotten this many pissed off phonecalls in my life. The last guy ranted for 10 minutes about how much the finale sucked THEN complained about the state of television and how reality shows are ruining the the country..... I am now waiting for the boxing fans that will be crying cause they bet all there money on Zab

...today is going to be beyond awesome

Wilma [userpic]

Ouchie

June 5th, 2007 (09:06 am)
sore

current mood: sore

Once ina while I'll wake up with a stiff neck. I'm not really sure why this happens,maybe its stress or in the middle of the night I decide to sleep like a crab but yesterday morning my alarm goes off for work and when I try to lift my head off my pillow a serge of pain cascades my back and lower neck. Last year it was worse, I remember it was so stiff that I couldn't even turn my head without wanting to cry. This time it's pretty tame, but still very annoying.
I need one of those tiny asian men at the mall to come to work and just step on my back or something.

Anyway in other news lastweekend was my graduation class for the improv, I preformed and I didn't freak out which is a major thing for me. In the end I'm glad I did it and I've met some amazing people, so yeah heres to the future, whatever that is.

Wilma [userpic]

Taking it to the streets

May 30th, 2007 (11:28 am)
calm

current location: Office Pimpin
current mood: calm

Yesterday while waiting for my mother to pick me up from Newark, a man stood by me talking on his cell phone. His attitude seemed to me pleasant as he assured the person on the other end that he would call later and that his phone was about to die. He hung up and took a deep breath and exhaled with extreme enthusiasm. He looks over at me with a huge grin in my face and he says, "I'm sorry I know I don't know you and this sounds crazy but I love that woman..I fucking love her." All I could think to say was , "Wow man..that's deep."

He turns over and starts talking to me like I had been over his house and maybe dog sat while he went on vacation. "Boy I was married for 10 years and I never felt that way about the ex the way I feel about her. Hey you ever been married?" I say, "No" He says, "You got a boyfriend?" I say , "No" He looks surprised and says , "Wow..have you ever been in love?" Slightly annoyed, but curious to what he would ask me next i said, "No I've never been in love."

He shakes his head as if I had just told him I lost my legs over in Iraq. In a sympathetic voice he says, "Young lady I suggest you go out there and you fall in love, it's the greatest feeling in the world. Everyone deserves to, your not the exception."

I stare at him, knowing that he was planted there by one of my friends to freak me out or to just make me irate, but reality sets in when my mother starts beeping for me. I tell him to take it easy and that it was truly awesome that he fell in "love". As i walk away he waves and says "YOU GO OUT THERE AND YOU FALL IN LOVE OKAY?"

My mom, confused of course asked me "What the hell is he talking about?" I just simply say, "Oh nothing just some friendly advice."

Wilma [userpic]

Between..

May 25th, 2007 (12:22 pm)
nervous

current mood: nervous

the old man with the gheri jurl that sat in front of me on the train yesterday, the crazy lady with the megaphone yelling about jesus with the plastic aborted fetuses next to her, French tourist, Fleet week, cats that if you pay a dollar it can supposedly dances, and possible drunk pictorials with improv buddies, I should really take my camera everywhere like I use to.


I still aspire to have my coffee table book with the worst photos in the world.

I have this nervous feeling I can't shake, maybe i'm like that woman from Medium, but without the bowl haircutt.

Wilma [userpic]

And now...the best phone call I've gotten at work so far..

May 15th, 2007 (03:28 pm)
thirsty

current mood: thirsty

Me: "Good Afternoon HBO this is Courtney speaking"
Caller: "HEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY" "WOOOOOOOooOOOOOOO"
Me: "And a good afternoon to you sir."
Caller": "Hey there operator lady can I please speak to (insert name)?"
Me" "You certainly can"
Caller: "So yeah sweetheart hows your day?"
Me: "It's gotten better since I started talking to you."
Caller: "Oh stop your too much...hey did you happen to see the Sopranos this Sunday?"
Me: "I sure did."
Caller: Hey what do think would of happen if Christopher blew his nose?"
Me: " I huge dry cleaning bill sir."
Caller:(laughs) "Omg your hilarious." (continues to laugh)
Me: "Well I'm glad your enjoying yourself, I'll connect you right now."
Caller: "Alright...and you have a AWESOME day."

(and I connect him)

On second thought I think the best call hands down was when that guy started singing "Whats new PussyCat" randomly on my first day.

Wilma [userpic]

I'm so bored at work...

May 2nd, 2007 (02:49 pm)
bored

current mood: bored
current song: humming the hbo sports theme song

That im actually posting about it on Live Journal. God i need to start writing in here more. Well working at HBO i've learned two things. Microsoft Outlook does kill alot of time and Having your friend sit a cube over to you is a true luxury.

Now if you don't mind I have to crush aspiring writers dreams by directing them to the "dream killers" line.

Wilma [userpic]

So whats new with you?

March 4th, 2007 (05:53 pm)
gloomy

current mood: gloomy
current song: Death Cab for Cutie- Follow you into the Dark

I really don't know why I still have this. I never write in it anymore and the friends I did have on it probably think im dead. Eh I don't blame them I haven't been interesting in quite a while, but then again have I ever? Don't answer that.

Things are changing..I can tell, but I don't think im ready, I might say I am but I'm sure ive had plenty of oppertunities but squandered them out of fear or cause I'm fucking stupid. But thats okay ive always been late to the party. Whatever that means.

I have a headache, cause im PMSing...i think ive blamed everything on that today, so I'm going to go with that.

God this entry was pointless.

Wilma [userpic]

my new career goals

November 2nd, 2006 (11:16 pm)

So since ive been looking for new employment and nothings been sticking I've been thinking long and hard of my "plan b". So after searching my soul and being inspired but ole Hallows Eve ive come to the conclusion that I should consider the profession of a....



.....Dominatrix.....

Yup and i think i'd be good at it..

I mean I can set my own hours, be my own boss, travel, meet new people..hell I'd be "helping" people with a rare service only there "mistress" can provide. As your handcuffed to my bed..tell me your problems..why you hate your boss... and i'd be a helpful ear...while im applying your favorite nipple clamps.

And from what I heard the moneys insane...so I estimate if i throw my hat in the ring now...really per-fect my craft, I'd be out of the dominatrix buisness in about 3 years. Then with the money i earn i'll write a comedy book detailing my hilarious encounters in the S&M world.(If Barnes and Noble wants to publish this..im willing to consider for a considerable amount). I'll have a successful book tour...appearances on some HBO late night special...maybe get my own sitcom where I'll star and write.

Wow my life sounds way more interesting now...all i need to do now is lose 30 pounds...find a comfrontable push up bra and come up with a snazzy new name.

I was thinking Mistress Aurora...

Oh and my trademark paddle technique would be i bend the guy over and when im about to spank him I yell "Say it Loud"..and he yells "I'm Black and I'm Proud"....



Yup...

Wilma [userpic]

I hate Zach Braff!!!!

September 11th, 2006 (03:43 pm)
cranky

current mood: cranky
current song: Snow Patrol- Chocolate

Ive seen the trailer for "The Last Kiss" movie and i hate to say this...I might get bitch slapped by over-sappy indie kids who secretly watch the O.C. but I HATE THIS GUY. For one I didn't like Garden State...i thought it was a tad on the over-rated side and besides from the decent soundtrack I found it OKAY...not GREAT like some of you people professed at basement parties in New Brunswick....

And by watching the trailer I can pretty much guess the entire movie. Guy is unsure about life...and discovers what he really wants out of life while gettin into mildy entertaining situations with his even more stupid friends and finally wins back the girl that is clearly out of his league...and doing all of this "quarky" stuff while Snow Patrol....the Shins... or The Willlowz are playing in the background.

Please the only "Zach Braf mania" thats really going on is at Zach Braffs apartment

Now if you excuse me...I must wait till Jackass"number 2" comes out!!! :P

Wilma [userpic]

I thought you would like to know

July 30th, 2006 (02:31 am)

Last Sunday after Mike's improv graduation show, ula, steve and I were on the subway on our way to hipster-land and all of a sudden this homeless guy comes in with a shabby bicycle and a kitten in his bag...he sat next to Ula and I and started talking...but to none of us...he was talking to the kitten and apprently they were havin a tiff cause the kitten was pretty much embarrased by how his friend was acting. Ula punked out and sat on the other side..which of course gave the kitten a place to rest his weary bones. They were talking back and forth and the entire car was ease dropping on there heavy conversation. Ula then motioned me to scoop up the kitten and place it my bag cause the homeless guy feel alseep. I thought that was a bad idea...

We left the subway and Ula says "Why didn't you save the kitten?" I replied "If i did I wouldn't be able to sleep at night knowing I took away that guys only friend." and to me honest that kitten deserves a can a fancy feast...that lil guys is the reason why that man hasn't peed on anyone yet.

And also tommorow Mom, sister and I are going to Harlem for a music festival thats doing a tribute to Marvin Gaye...I hope to buy a retro T-shirt and finally prove my blackness...