The Journal

I only post for charity...

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 02:08:36 GMT

Hello all -

As in past years, I will be participating in Marist College's Relay for Life. This year, the event has a much greater sentiment to me than in years past. I am hoping that with your support, Marist College will be able to raise more money for the advocacy and support of cancer research than we ever have in the past.

If you are interested in joining or donating to my team, Notes for Survival, click on the link below:

http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RelayForLifeEasternDivision?pg=personal&fr_id=4277&fr_id=4277&px=4424904

Thank you guys -

Mikey

I barely ever post...but this is a good cause, really

Wed, 12 Apr 2006 01:48:24 GMT

So, I haven't updated in about forever...but I know there are some LiveJournal holdouts that still read this jobber at one point or another. (And to those that have already acted on this info...thank you, I am eternally thankful for your consideration - words just can't do justice to really express my appreciation.)

Here's what I've got for those of you that still aren't in the know:

On April 21, 2006, I will be participating in Relay for Life. Relay for Life is an overnight event designed to celebrate survivorship and raise money to help the American Cancer Society save lives, help those who have been touched by cancer, and empower individuals to fight back against this disease. During the event, teams of members from the Marist community take turns walking for twelve consecutive hours.

Relay is so much more than just walking laps. It is a time to remember those lost to cancer and celebrate those who have survived. It is a night for people who have shared the same experience to comfort and console one another. Please consider supporting me in this year's Relay for Life at Marist College as every little bit helps.

To join our team or contribute to the efforts, please cut and paste the following link to my donation page in your browser:

https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=128442&lis=1&kntae128442=D608D324359A47A38C15327233BCF957&supId=123411705

Please let me know if you have any questions about Relay at Marist...I thank you in advance for even thinking about the event. In the event you can't donate to the cause, please spread the word about Relay to friends and family. Raising awareness for the cause will only help fight the battle against the disease.

Remember, together we can all make a difference.

Wed, 09 Nov 2005 04:01:57 GMT

We need to hang onto our past. The present is far too difficult.

Ms. Safrey - who'd a thunk it...

Wed, 10 Aug 2005 19:42:17 GMT

Which "Saved By The Bell" Character Are You?

I may get drunk...

Mon, 08 Aug 2005 19:46:54 GMT

...but never drunk enough to do what this fool did.

We Built This City

Mon, 08 Aug 2005 03:45:10 GMT

Really, Jefferson Starship was an amazing group. Awesomely bad my ass...VH1 I love ya, but your collaboration on making We Built This City the Number 1 Most Awesomely Bad Video was a huge mistake.

As it seems that every other weekend we all seem to meet up with each other, this time we played cool metro style. Highlights of the weekend:

I got my first pimp cup. (Thanks Lisa)
I managed to walk 5 blocks in Queens without shoes (and I can still walk today)
I realized that I should not be responsible for any phone call I make under the influence of alcohol any time after 3:00pm.
Sigourney Weaver is quite the prolific actress. We all need to be regaled with stories of her success at 3:00 in the morning.
At 7:30 on a Sunday morning, the Saw Mill Parkway is the quickest way to get to the Taconic without having to drive through Bronx neighborhoods.
In a pinch, rubbing alcohol removes nail polish that you have no recollection of being painted with.

Here are some wonderful pictures from this weekend's gathering...one would think I'd learn.

8.6.05 Pics

I find myself growing yet one more year older within the half-hour. I've got to thank the friends once again in making the passing years increasingly bearable and helping me remember why I love to live again!

Peace out kids...the summer's not over yet - more fun to follow

I just want to be one of the cool kids...

Wed, 06 Jul 2005 02:11:14 GMT

*TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey*
Name:	Mike
Birthday:	August 8, 1982
Birthplace:	Bronx, NY
Current Location:	Wappingers Falls, NY
Eye Color:	Brown
Hair Color:	Brown
Height:	5'6"
Right Handed or Left Handed:	Lefty
Your Heritage:	Italian-American
The Shoes You Wore Today:	Black Loafers
Your Weakness:	Alcohol
Your Fears:	Lack of Alcohol
Your Perfect Pizza:	I can't eat pizza anymore...but if I could, it would have to be an extra-cheese/pepperoni on thin crust
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	Lose 19,000 pounds
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	fascinating
Thoughts First Waking Up:	My name is Mikey...people like me...and I am a good speller
Your Best Physical Feature:	my eyebrows
Your Bedtime:	midnight or later
Your Most Missed Memory:	Mondays at Noah's, Tuesdays at Doughboys, Wednesdays at A1, Thursdays at Noah's, Fridays at Noah's and A1
Pepsi or Coke:	Coke
MacDonalds or Burger King:	Burger King
Single or Group Dates:	Single
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	Lipton
Chocolate or Vanilla:	Vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee:	Coffee
Do you Smoke:	Marlboro Lights and the occasional cigar
Do you Swear:	Fuck no
Do you Sing:	I think I do...others call it vocal assault
Do you Shower Daily:	you betcha
Have you Been in Love:	at the time I thought so
Do you want to go to College:	been there...done that
Do you want to get Married:	I do
Do you belive in yourself:	I didn't for a long time...but I'm starting to get there
Do you get Motion Sickness:	nope
Do you think you are Attractive:	nope...never really did
Are you a Health Freak:	no way...but I have to watch what I eat
Do you get along with your Parents:	occasionally
Do you like Thunderstorms:	I do
Do you play an Instrument:	Trombone, Tuba, Baritone Horn, Trumpet, piano (badly), guitar (badly), clarinet (badly), but I play a mean set of spoons
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	about 2 hours ago
In the past month have you Smoked:	about 6 hours ago
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	xx no response xx
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	xx no response xx
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	you betcha
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	nope
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	never
In the past month have you been on Stage:	nope
In the past month have you been Dumped:	nope
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	nope
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	nope
Ever been Drunk:	often
Ever been called a Tease:	once...but I don't think he really knew what it meant
Ever been Beaten up:	never
Ever Shoplifted:	nope
How do you want to Die:	been too close too many times already...don't want to think about how its really going to happen
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	College Executive
What country would you most like to Visit:	Italy
*In a Boy/Girl..*
Favourite Eye Color:	Blue
Favourite Hair Color:	Black
Short or Long Hair:	Short
Height:	5'10"+
Weight:	185+
Best Clothing Style:	Relaxed Prep
Number of Drugs I have taken:	1 at most
Number of CDs I own:	as many as they want
Number of Piercings:	0
Number of Tattoos:	0
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	2
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

Wordarup! Indeed

Wed, 06 Jul 2005 01:22:09 GMT

The Fourth of July '05 has come and gone...sigh! Maine was a kick ass time. It was my first gluten-free barbecue experience, and I must say, a damn good one. The drive went by relatively quickly, actually the fastest 5 hours of my life. Good company makes the drive go by like nothing. I could only imagine what taking that Greyhound was like, but knowing that group - I'm sure it was either filled with laughs or a lot of slumber.

I think most people would have to say that the food was incredible this weekend. Started off with a burger/dog fest on Saturday. I'm thinking gluten-free rolls should really be heated and buttered or something before eating. They were uber-nasty. Jared, I apologize for the roll that went incognito into the masses - but think about it, that's the kind of crap I'm forced to eat now. Sunday was a full fledged smoker-fest. Brisket and pork butt...mmm...pork butt. Its only right that something so incredibly tasty is named after the nicest part of the body. Too bad its really shoulder. I've discovered that a bottle of malibu, a bottle of wine, 16 wine coolers, and two really strong screwdrivers can get me nice and sloshed, and I won't get sick!

There was some interesting conversation on Sunday night...and for some odd reason, I felt slightly slutty.

10 Lessons Learned From This Weekend:
1. 25 year olds are not meant to be with 35+ year olds.
2. You are never too old to learn a new drinking card game.
3. Mis-interpreted song lyrics are much better than the real ones.
4. Katie Safrey may be the single funniest female on the planet (yes, even funnier than Kathy Griffin and Joy Behar)
5. Fatties can still set and spike.
6. People from home can still ruin your weekend from hundreds of miles away.
7. If I tell people in Portland that I am getting married, I can score a butt-load of free booze.
8. When Doug has pizza...he has pizza
9. Toddlers and old people: expected to pee their pants. Drunk 25 year olds: not supposed to happen. But funnier than shit.
10. I will only NUMA NUMA for special people.

As much as we'd love to, we can't relive the college experience. But what we have to realize is, the people we are really destined to continue on with after we wear that dreaded cap and gown will always be there. It could be a drunk phone call, a stupid email, or a gathering of the masses, but in one way or another we all seem to have an unsaid love for each other. The ones that were meant to be in your life will always be there. Melissa really said it best - we are the bestest crew of friends ever invented.

Here are the plugs for people:
My Pics: My Pics
Bisti's Pics: Bisti's Pics
Melissa's Pics: Melissa's Pics

I'm glad I was able to be myself this weekend. I'm glad I didn't get sick. In three weeks, we do it all again!

PopeMania '05

Sat, 02 Apr 2005 17:37:55 GMT

Not that I am anxiously awaiting the passing of the JP2, but us Catholics have to make the religion slightly more progressive - almost "rock 'n roll" if you will.

Here is my proposal -

POPE IDOL
Each Cardinal or Bishop that is in the running for the papacy must audition for the pontification. They must perform one mass in Latin, get on the altar of the Sistine Chapel and perform one number from Sister Act.

Simon, Randy, and Paula will all critique the performance...
RANDY: That mass was awesome, dawg...Whoopi couldn't have done it better herself.

PAULA: You really made that mass your own. You took something and made it your own. I just loved it.

SIMON: That was atrocious, get out of my church.

Ryan Seacrest then comes out to explain the voting options. OK, conclave - the lines are open. Text message your vote using your Cingular Wireless, or call (800) POPES01 for the Archbishop of Milan. You can vote online - popesonfox.com.

SEACREST OUT!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

You may get tons of Catholics filling the pews that way. Justin Guarini has my vote.

Good idea? Let me know...

MIKEY OUT!

Its a stupid entry...but perhaps a good sign.

Fri, 14 Jan 2005 01:59:40 GMT


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I may actually be the most boring individual on the face of the planet

Fri, 24 Sep 2004 00:56:43 GMT

I think its been about 4 months since I've actually updated this thing. It's been 4 months and 1 day since I graduated from college. And...

IT SUCKS MY BIG FAT ASS!!!!

I really shouldn't complain that much. I really am one of those lucky people that never endured the entire "can't find a job" phase that so many recent college graduates are destined to experience. I graduated from college on May 22. I went to work on May 24. I suppose my summer employment was decent. I stayed with Financial Aid through most of the tumultuous staff changes and vacancies. Of course, they screwed me in the end. But who had the last laugh come August 27???? Oh yes, it was me.

In early August a position posted on the Marist website for an opening in the Human Resources office. I interviewed on the 18th, and was offered the position on the 27th. It was the funniest thing in the world when my boss offered me the job. I was sitting in Financial Aid, and had just gotten out of a meeting with the Director when he gave me a speech about how good the summer was, and how he wanted to keep me on as a temp until there was a final decision about what positions were going to be in the office in the future.

Sidetrack to a brief history in Financial Aid:

I started in Financial Aid in February 2001 as a file clerk. By senior year, I was promoted to senior student worker/front end supervisor. I saw the complete turnover of 4 full time clerical staff members, 2 administrators, and 16 student workers. Right after graduation Nancy resigned to take a position in a different office. Trying to seize the opportunity, I applied for her job. My boss knew that I applied for her position. Did I get the job? Nope. Was I even interviewed? Nope. Why? Because my former boss is a jerk. Not only did he not hire me, but he wanted me to train the person he hired over me. That didn't sit well with me. So I went job hunting.

Cut back to August...

I get out of the meeting with the Director of Financial Aid, where he basically is telling me that he is going to take pity on me by letting me stay in the office until I find something more permanent - to me saying yeah, well...here's my two weeks! So here's my official title...Human Resources Junior Assistant for Recruitment, HRS/Administration, and Benefits/Assistant Office Manager. What will my title be when I tell people - HR Assistant. So they worked out a nice transition deal for me with Financial Aid to ease them into my absence, and now I am a full fledged, benefits earning, screw you Financial Aid saying member of the Marist College Staff. It feels nice.

What doesn't feel nice???

The fact that I was busting my ass all summer to impress the college staff, and never took care of myself. I never took a vacation, and my health kind of suffered around my birthday. I'm feeling better, less stress involved with the new job. But, I feel like I've lost touch with everyone. I live for weekends, but as much as I want to travel on the weekends, I get exhausted or have family shit to take care of. I need a vacation, or a weekend, just where I can be with my friends, drink myself stupid, and not have to worry anymore.

Nobody ever said growing up would be easy. I like it...but I hate it at the same time.

I'll try to keep in touch a little more frequently than I have been.

Peace out kids!

P.S. - New contact info again... (don't hate me)
Work Number: (845) 575-3000 x2220
Cell Number: (845) 625-3055
Home Number: (845) 298-1168
(at least my email and IM are the same)

Even the quizzes are against me.

Fri, 28 May 2004 03:00:21 GMT

mikeynaps may explode without warning

M
EXPLOSIVE

From Go-Quiz.com

Holy Jeebus...

Thu, 06 May 2004 04:40:21 GMT

So its been a while since I've updated...about 2 months, but is anybody really keeping track.

I've actually been thinking about how truly important archiving and journaling is. I've come to what really is the "close" of my college career. I never really thought about it. I came into Marist so incredibly scared. I remember my first day of class. It was Tuesday, September 5, 2000, at 9:30am. I had College Writing II with Prof. Lisa Nielsen. I never thought that some of the people in that class I would still be in touch with, never mind become friends with. Katie Safrey, Doug, Commuter Steve, and a few others. Its so incredibly weird to see that these are people that back then, you would never think you would carry an impact on your life, but all have in fact changed you in one way or another. It was so horrifying to walk onto that campus as a commuter. I remember what it was like when my brother went to Marist. He never really seemed to do anything or care about much about what went on at the school. I was really afraid that I was going to fall in that same trap.

Now that I look back at the close of my fourth year here, I can't say that I would ever change a thing. I know that college has changed me. The people I've met, the people I've befriended, and the people I love, have all come from my experiences from Marist. I've carried some friendships from high school throughout the college experience, and where I thought that sharing that life in college would strain the relationship, I know now that it has only strengthened. It is exciting to see that the same group that came here as 18 year old fools has progressed to young professionals. I can say that I have learned a lot and have much more hope about the future from the classes that came before me. The Classes of 2002 and 2003 have taught me more about my potential as a leader, and the strength of my character than anyone. You have given me hope in knowing that even though college may be over soon, it doesn't have to end. Having those strong bonds in friendship with those that have already left Marist, and those that will be there for the future gives me hope and solace.

So granted, I have the fall semester to really get all of this off my chest. But I know that after May 22nd, there will be a bunch of people that I may not see for a very long time afterwards. The more that I think about it, more of my Marist life comes back to me in snapshots.

Marist Memories:
Band.
KKPsi and TBS.
Living in the boonies of Pleasant Valley and proving to myself that I can make it on my own.
Moving to 32 Parker with my best friends.
Every Pagano party.
Every A1 party.
Freaking Pittsburgh.
Freaking Kutztown.
Every guy that has had a piece of my heart, and every girl that has helped me piece it back together.
Noah's.
Southwestern Flare.
Disney.
Loving each of the triplets as independent, vital, separate women.
Dough Boy's.
Tuesday nights with my little sister.
Dumbass text messages to Adam when I am sure he'd rather not hear from me.
Three senior formals.
Financial Aid.
Three inflammations in one year: appendicitis, tonsilitis, ricitis!
Burros and cacti that have their hands in the air.
Golden Girls and the Nanny.
Having 9 different phone numbers in 3 years.
Every MAAC Tournament.
Every Band Formal and Semi-Formal.
Ties around my head.
Brother's wedding.
My brothers marrying each other.
Marlboro.
Pig roast???
Febreze in the face.
Coming out and growing up at the same time.

In the course of 1355 days, I've grown from a scared teenager to a less-scared, but more self-aware young adult. Thank you. Thank you Marist. Thank you for letting me be me, and bringing me closer to the people that care about fostering that.

Peace.

4 years, and I think we've finally figured it out???

Tue, 09 Mar 2004 16:43:28 GMT

I think they call it March madness for a reason. The first weekend of March has traditionally always been the MAAC tournament. After last year's adventure, I promised myself that I would make my senior year MAAC the best one ever. Well, that kinda didn't happen, actually not at all. On Thursday, 5 of the brothers, sisters, and soon to be's headed down to Kutztown for the NED Convention. It didn't run all that smoothly, logistically anyway. But, KY and IA kicked some major ass this weekend.

1. Congrats to KY for finally winning a district award. Granted it was the Chapter Academic Achievement Award, and tons of chapters win it, but it really is nice to bring some type of honor back to the basement of the student center.

2. Here's to being the only chapter having 100% of its actives with the Personal Academic Achievement Award. (People don't need to know that we only have 5 actives right now).

3. I really can't say how proud I am of the chapter. We went down with three for KKPsi, and when we we left we had our full 15. Each and every one of the MCs made their mark on the district. You guys took it upon yourselves to make friends with new chapters, and they loved you all. I hope that after the Memorial Service, the leadership workshop, the hymn, and the stepshow, you all felt what the brotherhood was all about.

Well, early, early Sunday morning, we took a big long drive back to Albany to be the biggest athletic supporters we possibly could be. And we did! We're going to the big show - Art says more than likely Texas, but I feel like we may end up in Connecticut or something. I'd love to go either place, four years with the team, I feel like I was on the court and helped win the game. Its an honor, and it was great to see the tears flow from the seniors realizing that we actually won! Go Red Foxes!

After the game, it was time to try to regroup. It took about an hour to find the van, Grasser you're sometimes not the best with directions, but Kate you are the best navigator ever! Anywhoo, we went to get a bite to eat at the Troy Pub and met up with Jars. Good time, some nice beer. Something just wasn't right though. You ever know that you were having a good time, but something just didn't feel right about it, or sit well. No, it wasn't gas or nausea, but I felt weird at the table. I felt either conflicted, or trapped, or both, can't explain it myself - but who gets that way when you're at a pub with your close friends?

So, I am tossing around the idea of running for NED Member-at-Large. Its currently vacant, but I don't know. You have to be a full-time student for the full year, and I don't know if I'd fulfill that qualification.

No word yet about the NYU jobs, but my fingers are still crossed.

Alumni, don't forget about the Alumni banquet April 3rd at the River Station in Potown. Sign up quickly, we can only take 50 people.

I think I am just taking on so many things right now to make up for the fact that I am so alone. It just preoccupies my mind. It actually killed me that I walked out of the apartment on Thursday afternoon, knowing that there were people still here, said goodbye at like the top of my lungs, and got nothing. It kills me that when I get home from work or school I have noone to tell my day to. I can talk till I am blue in the face, but sometimes its like talking to a wall. I'd love to say that I don't need to have that, but I am just so confused, and it seems like noone wants to listen. Last night at the bar, seriously a prime example.

There's not much right now. But its just time to move on.

Peace.

An interesting weekend, but now someone's got a case of the Mondays

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 17:07:19 GMT

Allo,

So the contest is over...I am so surprised that there was not an overwhelming response to the contest. (Sarcasm abound) Anywhoo...instead of extending the deadline I am going to honor the terms and conditions of the game, and end it now. The answer to the question was 24 1/2". Yes, the circumference of my skull is larger than the waists of popular supermodels.

The winner is: Jared.

With 22 3/4" the boy from Argyle wins the game. Thank you to the "anonymous" Kate DeAngelis for participating in the contest. You will receive some lovely parting gifts at a later date. Jars, tell me where and when and I'll make good on the contest.

There were some very nice parties this weekend. Michelle, I love that we celebrate your Hanukkah Birthday. I love that you get the biggest kick out of me making a fool of myself. But seriously, can you honestly tell me that you aren't surprised I can do a full split, swing my fat ass around, and do a stripper dance on the floor.

MC's you kick ass. Saturday was a good time, I'm glad there was some good bonding time and I am glad that you got to meet some of the alumni. You're all going to make me very proud.

ALUMNI BROTHERS: Don't forget to check your email. If you have any questions, or need a place to stay for any of the listed dates, call me.

Well, off to another week. If I'm lucky, I'll make it to see Friday. Wish me luck.

Peace.

40 Days and 40 Nights

Sat, 14 Feb 2004 06:41:22 GMT

In fact, its been 40 days since my last update and hmmph...

Good news is...all is clear on the health front. The latest infection surfaced and got my tonsils. They have since been removed and all is clear for now!

First off, Valentine's Day is a giant crock of poo. Weekend escape more than likely.

In horrifying news, I have not been back at my apartment since I got back from Florida. A lot of that has to do with not having a car, and then once getting the car back, not having it be able to be on the road. Tomorrow should be the final day of that problem. I love my mom and all, but I can't stay here anymore. Since my departure from the coop, she has since turned my bedroom into the "computer room" and gotten rid of the spare bed. So for the past month, I have been sleeping on the living room couch. Its nice to feel like a houseguest in your own home. In fact, I think once I get the car driveable, I am going to go on a little day trip to an undisclosed location. Must be back by Sunday afternoon though - stupid work!

School is going well, I guess. Good news comes on the Fraternity front. 10 new MC's and 3 honoraries for the semester. From 4 to 15 actives in a year, we must be doing something right - finally. The tricky part comes with the College. We're now in the process of becoming an autonomous club, which Bob Lynch actually supports and recommends. So, now its time to draft a new constitution, create a budget, a presentation for the SGA Senate, and create a joint council with TBS to be recognized by the College. (ALL ALUMNI AND HONORARIES THAT READ THIS - CALL ME at 845-633-3860 TO FIND OUT DEGREE DATES)

Then there's Financial Aid. They kill me. I get reamed out for taking time off to get my tonsils removed, then when I come back (mind you, with only a day to recover) I get the fantastic job of revamping the application process and putting it on the Web. That's on top of my responsibilities of rewriting the Policies and Procedures Manual which needs to be submitted for Middle States reviewal by March 1.

Art still has me putting in late nights. Its very disconcerting when you find yourself working in the Music Department and leaving the building hours after he leaves. Its also very disconcerting to be the only student in the College that has swiping access to enter the student center. Purchase orders, alumni banquet, club elections, and prepping for the MAAC Tournament (which I am not even going to), and NED Convention are all on my docket for the next week or so.

I haven't had a drink since Lisa's birthday, that's both health related and lack of a life. I miss beer. I hope it misses me. I don't know how to meet up with it again. I just hope we haven't parted on bad terms.

I've ordered the cap and gown - seemingly its no turning back. May 22, 2004. As of St. Valentine's Day it will be 98 days till graduation. Horrifying!

Hopefully the updates will be a little more frequent now that I am feeling better.

Peace.

P.S. - **Here's a little contest** I had to measure my skull for my graduation cap. The person that comes the closest to accurately guessing the circumference of my skull without going over wins dinner on me. (A cheap to moderately priced meal, mind you I am still a poor college student, so we're talking like pizza or dollar menu stuff here)

I watch movies

Sun, 21 Dec 2003 19:11:29 GMT

Thanks go out to Melissa for giving me something to do while I sit on my ass regretting that I ate Taco Bell last night.

the internet movies database top 100 movies. Place an asterik next to the ones you have seen.

Rank Title
*1 Godfather, The (1972)
*2 Shawshank Redemption, The (1994)
*3 Godfather: Part II, The (1974)
4 Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King, The (2003)
5 Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, The (2002)
*6 Casablanca (1942)
*7 Schindler's List (1993)
8 Shichinin no samurai (1954)
9 Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, The (2001)
10 Citizen Kane (1941)
11 Star Wars (1977)
12 One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975)
13 Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)
14 Rear Window (1954)
15 Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back (1980)
*16 Raiders of the Lost Ark (1981)
*17 Memento (2000)
*18 Usual Suspects, The (1995)
*19 Pulp Fiction (1994)
20 North by Northwest (1959)
21 Fabuleux destin d'Am?lie Poulain, Le (2001)
22 Psycho (1960)
*23 12 Angry Men (1957)
24 Lawrence of Arabia (1962)
*25 Silence of the Lambs, The (1991)
26 Buono, il brutto, il cattivo, Il (1966)
*27 It's a Wonderful Life (1946)
*28 Goodfellas (1990)
*29 American Beauty (1999)
30 Vertigo (1958)
31 Sunset Blvd. (1950)
32 Pianist, The (2002)
33 Matrix, The (1999)
34 Apocalypse Now (1979)
*35 To Kill a Mockingbird (1962)
36 Some Like It Hot (1959)
37 Taxi Driver (1976)
38 Paths of Glory (1957)
39 Third Man, The (1949)
40 C'era una volta il West (1968)
41 Fight Club (1999)
42 Boot, Das (1981)
43 Sen to Chihiro no kamikakushi (2001)
44 Double Indemnity (1944)
*45 L.A. Confidential (1997)
46 Chinatown (1974)
47 Singin' in the Rain (1952)
*48 Requiem for a Dream (2000)
49 Maltese Falcon, The (1941)
50 M (1931)
51 All About Eve (1950)
52 Bridge on the River Kwai, The (1957)
53 Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)
*54 Se7en (1995)
*55 Saving Private Ryan (1998)
56 Cidade de Deus (2002)
57 Raging Bull (1980)
*58 Wizard of Oz, The (1939)
59 Rash?mon (1950)
60 Sting, The (1973)
*61 American History X (1998)
62 Alien (1979)
63 Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939)
64 L?on (1994)
65 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)
*66 Vita ? bella, La (1997)
67 Touch of Evil (1958)
68 Manchurian Candidate, The (1962)
69 Wo hu cang long (2000)
70 Treasure of the Sierra Madre, The (1948)
71 Great Escape, The (1963)
72 Clockwork Orange, A (1971)
*73 Reservoir Dogs (1992)
74 Annie Hall (1977)
*75 Amadeus (1984)
76 Jaws (1975)
77 Ran (1985)
78 On the Waterfront (1954)
79 Modern Times (1936)
80 High Noon (1952)
*81 Braveheart (1995)
82 Apartment, The (1960)
83 Sixth Sense, The (1999)
*84 Fargo (1996)
85 Aliens (1986)
86 Shining, The (1980)
87 Blade Runner (1982)
88 Strangers on a Train (1951)
89 Duck Soup (1933)
90 Metropolis (1927)
*91 Finding Nemo (2003)
92 Donnie Darko (2001)
93 Toy Story 2 (1999)
*94 Princess Bride, The (1987)
95 General, The (1927)
96 City Lights (1931)
97 Lola rennt (1998)
*98 Full Metal Jacket (1987)
99 Notorious (1946)
100 Sjunde inseglet, Det (1957)

My life as a sitcom

Sat, 20 Dec 2003 02:37:54 GMT

My LiveJournal Sitcom
Visiting mikeynaps (PBS, 2:30): mikeynaps (Kevin Costner) hits a pocketwatch with jennybean617 (Heather Graham)'s sock. That night, argyleny (Mayim Bialik) and starkle75 (Tom Berenger) find a lost puppy at a Broadway show. The next day, infinitefermata (Michelle Yeoh) marries hkp17 (Lucy Lawless)'s manicurist. Later that day, melissa608 (Adrien Brody) buys english muffins instead of printers, ruining chrissye1028 (Bridget Fonda)'s day. Upstairs, tomslife (Candice Bergen) causes problems at work when a file from pelle79 (Cesar Romero) has a virus. Wacky results follow.
What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom? (by rfreebern)

My LiveJournal Sitcom

Visiting mikeynaps (PBS, 2:30): mikeynaps (Kevin Costner) hits a pocketwatch with jennybean617 (Heather Graham)'s sock. That night, argyleny (Mayim Bialik) and starkle75 (Tom Berenger) find a lost puppy at a Broadway show. The next day, infinitefermata (Michelle Yeoh) marries hkp17 (Lucy Lawless)'s manicurist. Later that day, melissa608 (Adrien Brody) buys english muffins instead of printers, ruining chrissye1028 (Bridget Fonda)'s day. Upstairs, tomslife (Candice Bergen) causes problems at work when a file from pelle79 (Cesar Romero) has a virus. Wacky results follow.

What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom? (by rfreebern)

Holy Jeebus!

Fri, 12 Dec 2003 07:40:34 GMT

Almost a month and no updates? Well I hope you're all wearing a panty-shield because I am going to rock your world.

Actually, I'm not. I find myself busier and busier as time goes by. That's a fantastic thing, because it really preoccupies myself from realizing that I have nothing really to look forward to once it all ends. It scares me that once classes end, and even really when I start grad school, I am just really not going to have anything. I don't like it. I don't have a life outside of what I have taken on at school. I have gotten so accustomed to feeling like Marist is my life, that I really don't know what I am going to do once I get my degree. I've made up my mind about what I am going for my masters in. No longer am I gearing towards Educational Administration/Leadership, but I'd like to go slightly broader into Public Administration. It scares the hell out of me that I have all of these plans, and I see that there is someone in the plans to go through it with me. But, I am horrified that if I leave the area, I am going to be horribly out of sorts and be miserable. The two schools that I am targeting right now are SUNY Albany, and good ol' Marist. Who knows? I might stick around Poughkeepsie and waste my life here. I might move up to Albany and waste my life up there. Either way - its going to be a much different life. One that I embrace for the change, but fear for the loss.

Give me 4 days, and I'll be all set. Give me till tomorrow, and hopefully by then I'll have a car. I'm taking suggestions for Christmastime and New Years' Eve plans - it may be one of those eat a pot pie and drink a bottle of Malibu holidays. Since when was it ok to have the only holiday you look forward to be Arbor Day???

Anyways, I'll check back in after finals, wish me luck!

Peace.

November has not been nice to me...not one bit!

Mon, 17 Nov 2003 01:23:42 GMT

So stalkers, I bet you've been anxiously been waiting for an update.

Things seem to have gone downhill since Halloween. I hated Halloween. I went to a random party with people I didn't know got pissy and left. Then there was the day after. I was looking forward to this party for God only knows how long. Lisa's masturbatory incident should have been some sort of sign of what was to come. Party was good...got nice and sloshed, and got some good hickeys. Hell, I am told that I even gave a few good ones! Lisa took a tumble, and I ate lots of turkey. I returned to Poughkeepsie for a meeting, and came home to a broken in apartment. No worry, the jerk offs only got into the basement, nothing taken, nobody hurt. We got in touch with the landlord and it took forever and a day to get everything taken care of.

Everything was fixed up by the time the weekend rolled around. Except my body. Friday night I partook in a little retail therapy. After my shopping spree, Jenn and I went and had pizza for dinner. (1/2 cheese, 1/2 mushrooms) I started feeling ill, and Jenn and Michelle went out that night without me. By the time they had gotten home, around 2:30 - I was already in the bathroom for an hour. That morning, I went to Medicus to discover that I had developed an allergy to fungus and mold. Mushrooms are bad! I made it to the football game, the we had our 3rd degree and a nice dinner. (P.S. - Congrats to Alden, Melissa, and Meghan) Jared stuck around for the weekend because he had some work to do in Wappingers, so we went out to some interesting bars, came home and crashed. I was supposed to get up early on Sunday to go with the Band to see I Love You, You're Perfect, Now Change, but I was still feeling crappy and stayed home. That's when I decided that it should be taco night. Jared, my Gartland Girls, roommies, and Melissa came over. I got stoned after dinner and fell a few times. So Monday was going to be a good day, after an uber-busy and pseudo shitty week, I was actually looking forward to Monday. The day went well, and then after band, I found my roommates had gone out with Jared to the bars. Not a problem, I had tons of work to do, and I didn't need to go to the bars that night. I woke up much earlier than usual Tuesday morning (don't you worry anti-Christ, you are more than welcome to return to Poughkeepsie any damn time you want, because I said so). I went to my car to get to my 11:00, to find that not only was my car broken into but my front panel and electrical shit was all tore up. Not fun. Not fun at all. I ended up renting a boat of a car which I will be using until at least the 26th, and hopefully by then I'll have a new car.

On the upside...I was uber happy that I got to conduct the last field show of my college career. It normally wouldn't have happened, but Art was directing the Pit Orchestra for the musical, and we had nobody else to do it. To top it off, we actually won, and it was a wicked exciting game - and I hate sports! So now I am at work, looking at car options, and kicking myself.

The next holiday is Thanksgiving...fan-fucking-tastic. I'm working until 2:30. My mom wants me to go down to her brother's house after I get out of work, but I've never really been much for the holidays, so I am seriously considering heating up a hot-pocket and spending the "holiday" in bed. The only good thing about November is television!

Hey world...check me out!

Tue, 28 Oct 2003 19:28:10 GMT

I must be violating some sort of office policy by doing this during work, but fuck...I am sorry, I hate writing books. Policies and procedures is like the worst job in the world, and I shouldn't be writing it. I should be helping in the format, but when I leave this awful place nobody really will know what to do, literally.

So, to pass the time, I am going to do this, that I stole from Michelle who stole it from Kimbalyah...I love you both and am eternally thankful that you hav now provided me with something to do in the office.

::15 Random Favorites::
1: cold pillows on my bed
2: the smell of garlic
3: sleeping past 8:30
4: gay romantic comedies
5: drinking, and knowing where to stop myself
6: knowing when to stop myself and keep on going
7: the noodles that they used to serve with lunch in elementary school
8: velourish blankets
9: braiding the fringes on those wonderful throw blankets with the things on the side
10: going to sleep without having too much on my mind
11: the fact that my mother is my best friend
12: living with my two best friends in the world
13: the wheezy smokers cough
14: the crisp air that tells you its going to snow
15: my penmanship (I have always liked my own handwriting)

::14 Favorite Foods::
1: pizza
2: breaded mozzarella sticks, not those deep fried battered ones
3: fettucine alfredo
4: mac and cheese
5: grilled cheese
6: diner toast
7: my mother's gravy
8: chocolate
9: pepperoni calzones
10: fluffernutter
11: funfetti
12: tacos
13: Cookie Crisp cereal
14: cheese and crackers

::13 Most Watched Shows::
1: The Golden Girls
2: The Nanny
3: ER
4: Seinfeld
5. Lizzie McGuire
6. The Family Guy
7. Mad About You
8. Even Stevens
9. The VH-1 Top 20 Video Countdown
10. I Love the 80s (I Love the 80s Strikes Back, too)
11. Will and Grace
12. Trading Spaces
13. Designing Women

::12 Good Bands in your Opinion::
1: The Police
2: Kiss
3: The Doors
4: Aerosmith
5: Rolling Stones
6: Maroon 5
7: Something Corporate
8: New Found Glory
9: Chic (Yes, Le Freak)
10: INXS
11: U2
12: Bon Jovi

::11 Memories::
1: falling off the jungle gym in 4th grade and breaking my arm
2: falling off my bike in 5th grade and breaking my ankle and thumb
3: coming out to my best friend, in her car
4: healing from heartbreak for the first time...and every time after that
5: the relationship Michelle and I had in the past to what it is now, who'da thunk it?
6: having an emergency appendectomy during the blackout
7: the first time I ever cried over a boy
8: the first time I ever cried over a girl
9: the first time I ever got drunk
10: getting attacked by fireworks at the 1812 Overture concert at West Point
11: every A1 or Pagano party that I've ever been to

::10 Close Friends::
1: Michelle
2: Jenn
3: Lisa
4: Pagano
5: Jared
6: Kate DeAngelis
7: Corrine
8: Carolyn
9: the Triplets (Kimmie, Cindy, and Jeannine - its great to have finally become friends with all of you)
10: Quinn
(i dont like this one... because if you arent on here it doesnt mean you arent a close friend... have to give the disclaimer :) )

::09 Things you're looking forward to::
1: Graduating
2: Graduate School
3: Leaving the pain behind
4: Getting out of debt!
5: Not letting people down
6: Having my own family
7: seeing my friends become successful in their own futures
8: a new car (in like 15 years!)
9: settling down

::08 Things you wear daily::
1: My thumbring
2: my watch
3: my glasses
4: hair product
5: my cologne: I love it...and so does Cindy!
6: underwear
7: eyebrow and earrings
8: clothes, silly

::07 Things That Annoy You::
1: when people say, "alls I know..."
2: stupid people
3: sluts at Marist
4: stupid families that call Marist and have no idea what is going on
5: people who feel uncomfortable passing gas around their best friends. I am a firm believer that if you are really comfortable with someone, then go ahead, let 'em rip.
6: David Hasselhoff
7: being disorganized and dirty

::06 Things You Touch Everyday:: (Michelle, we are the same kind of toucher)
1: this goddamn computer
2: my car
3: my shower stuff
4: my cigarettes
5: my keys
6: my hair

::05 Movies You Could Watch Over and Over::
1: Breakfast Club
2: Empire Records
3: Cruel Intentions
4: All Over the Guy
5: Clueless

::04 Of Your Favorite Childhood Toys::
1: Crayola Coloring Kit
2: Thundercats sword
3: Spirograph
4: Pound Puppies

::03 People You Have Kissed::
1: Corrine
2: Jenn
3: Dan

::02 Of Your Favorite Songs:: ... tough one
1: This Love - Maroon 5 (its new, but I like it)
2: Cry - Faith Hill

::01 Person You Could Spend the Rest of Your Life With::
1: I wouldn't answer that question until I knew that I would be his same response

I suck at this updating thing

Sun, 26 Oct 2003 20:08:23 GMT

So, lots of crap since October 8. Alumni weekend, registering for the last semester before graduation, work, work, blah, blah. Sometimes it is horrifying to think that in the near future, I am going to need to either have a job or go to grad school. I'd prefer to do both, and who knows.

Anyways, I think I'll only talk about this past weekend, as it is still fresh in my mind. On Friday, KKPsi's NCFR came to visit our lovely chapter at Marist. So, on Wednesday and Thursday, I was in hyperactive organizational mode. I love getting in those types of modes. I went into the Music Department Office to prep myself for the day. I was in there for no more than 15 minutes when the new Assistant Director goes into anaphalactic (spelling???) shock. At this point, the MD is crisis central. Health Services, Security, and Fairview Ambulance are all ushered into the MD. In the meantime, I am cleaning like a little bitch. By the time I was done cleaning, it was 1:00 and Adam was ready for us. The appointments went very well, I learned a lot about what I need to do, and he put a lot of my fears aside about my capability of being a leader. After dinner, the brothers, sisters, and many others went to Take Back the Night, a vigil and speak out to support the victims and survivors of domestic and sexual abuse and rape. Major props to everyone that got up to spoke, I would never have that type of courage. After TBTN, Adam came and bunked at 32 Parker. I swear, on a personality level, he must be my twin. We all drank a little on the porch, sang a little, danced a little. To be honest, it was a relief. I was afraid at first, but we was actually very cool.

Saturday was a long, long, day. Breakfast at 11:00 went well. We then went to A6 to play a long, long, long game of Trivial Persuit. I sabotaged the game, I just wanted it to end. I'm sorry brothers, but my sanity comes first. After that, we said our goodbyes to Adam, and I dropped him back off at his car. He was heading to UConn. It was weird, as after he left, it felt like someone I had known for a long time had said goodbye. Jars and I left the parking lot to head across the street for some food and to get the prizes for the bowling tourney. I was the bowling queen. I swear I have never bowled so well in all of my life. We left hoe-bowl and I spent some quality time with my girls. We had a fantastic night at Renny's and Hatters. I got majorly blitzed (color me shocked), and have the biggest hickey of my life on the left side of my neck. I saw lots of random people at both places and really felt like I was really confident with myself. I felt fantastic until I woke up. P.S. - Ms. Fallon, I still haven't gotten a call back about the wonderful message you left on his phone - we'll see if the new friend ever talks to me again.

Today, I work. Noon to close. Crapper! Nothing exciting here. Drama at home, and I just can't take it. Can't wait until next weekend. Halloween on Friday, then upstate for the weekend to see everyone again. Its these types of parties that make me feel like myself again, and I love it.

Keep in touch - I suck at this updating thing.
**New and final cell phone number: 845-551-6410**

Peace.

Maybe...just maybe

Wed, 08 Oct 2003 04:40:53 GMT

So...as much as I feel like I am getting a stronger grasp on what I want out of life, I feel as though I am losing control of it. Its not really that I am worn out or anything, I just really don't know how much more I have to give.

I feel like if I give in, I might seem like I am weak. It's just difficult sometimes. Even though I feel like I have some sort of direction, I am lost. And the sad thing is, is that I don't know who I can turn to. I love that people can come to me to get things done and to help out everyone, but who can I go to when I need a pep talk or some guidance. I don't have all the answers, but I sure as hell can try to look for them. I think that's the whole point of being here, to keep growing and learning. I just need some help, guidance, and companionship on the way. I don't feel alone, by any meaning of the word. But, I think that I do need that someone to help me get through it all. Where he is, I have no idea...but I don't think I have time to pencil in the search party to find him.

In the meantime, maybe I'll sleep???
Maybe I'll work on a grad school application essay???
Maybe I'll read some more???
Maybe I'll get a chance to update the KKPsi website???
Maybe I'll get the chance to write an email to College Activities asking them why they still haven't included KKPsi or TBS onto the Clubs/Organizations website???
Maybe I'll figure out a way to prove to everyone that I am not destined to fail at everything I do???
Maybe I'll come up with a press kit for the Marist Band concerts???
Maybe I'll work on an alumni directory for the band and the LGSA???
Maybe I'll figure out a way how to leave the Financial Aid Office in the office???
Maybe I'll meet that special someone when I get coffee in the morning???
Maybe I'll wake up in the morning - that's a toss up...

Is there anyone out there, cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe?

Happy Friend Day

Wed, 01 Oct 2003 14:26:20 GMT

I love the fact that Jenn got pulled into Hallmark's corporately fabricated holidays. Friend Day was September 30, and how I needed it yesterday. It really wasn't all that bad of a day, just toward the end it got uncomfortable.

All day long, I was actually looking forward to my future. I handed in my application for graduation from the college. I checked my campus mail and found out about registering for my last semester of college. I've been pseudo-proactive about finding a grad school (Harvard may actually be a viable option!!!). Even at work, I feel as though I am more confident and self-assured with my position in the office. I finally, after all of these years, feel like I have been able to come into my own, that I have developed my own character and am happy with it. My life is not defined by who I date (or don't date), or who my friends are, my future is chartered by my own virtue. I've come to embrace that, and it makes me feel more like an adult. Personal growth is fantastic.

It sucks to have come to that realization and be faced with the most horrifying facet of your life. I thought that I was finally able to escape Paul. One would think after four years of not having been in contact, it would be easier to not get emotional. In fact, it was the exact opposite. I was having a fantastic day until we went into Best Buy, then I saw him. I saw him and I went back to that weak, insecure, closeted high school freak. Once I saw him, I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to hug him and try to alleviate my resentment, or punch him for hurting me so badly. Instead, I did neither, I had a panic attack in the middle of the DVD Comedies, and had to move away. It wasn't until I was immersed in porn in the "DVD Special Interest" that I realized that I was not doing things the right way. I know he saw me, and I hate myself for not being the mature person that I thought I had become. I just want to know what I did, I want to know why things happened the way they did, what I did wrong to deserve that type of treatment. Carolyn and I left the store, and as soon as the hyperventilating and shaking ended, I lit up a cigarette. If its not alcohol, it must be nicotine that I use as my vice.

Upon my return to the apartment, there was a creepy man on my porch. He said that his truck had broken down across the street, and he needed money to get a cab back across the river. I told him not to bother me, I wasn't having the best day. He stayed outside for another 5 minutes and then rang the doorbell. We then called the police. Armed with a knife, a potato masher, and a stolen McDonald's sign as a shield, Jenn, the girls downstairs, and I did a walk through of the house. Once the coast was clear, I celebrated Friend Day with a nice drink and another cigarette. I went to watch The Nanny in Jenn's room and passed out on her leg. Once I got into my own bedroom, I had another panic attack and couldn't get to sleep until about 6:00. Once I fell asleep, I had a dream about what had happened that day, and woke up at about 8:00. I need closure on this. Tell me what to do...I know its probably the dumbest thing in the world, and that I'll probably never have to experience that ever again, but in the back of my mind, I feel like this will always be there. I don't like that.

I can't wait till Alumni Weekend, I know that things will be much better then.

Well hello there...

Mon, 15 Sep 2003 00:04:05 GMT

Long time no see. It seems like forever since I've submitted an entry into this stupid thing.

So here's a brief synopsis of life since mid-August:
Life without the appendix has been OK so far. The surgery has restricted me from lifting heavy objects or engaging in stressful physical activity. Given my sedentary lifestyle, its clearly not as much of a problem as the doctor made it seem like it was going to be.
However, it played a significant role in my participation in Absolute Band Week. I still am not allowed to march with my horn, as it puts too much unnecessary pressure on my abdomen.

All in all, Absolute Band Week went well. ABW helped me rediscover some people that have always been there, but I really didn't expect to become close to. It's a shame that we had to wait to senior year to get closer. I guess you make the best of the time left, and just keep making memories. I think the fact that all of the seniors are finally getting a solid bond will make the Band (and KKP and TBS) stronger and much better.

The relationship front is a completely different battlefield. (Pat Benatar was so right when she said Love is a Battlefield) I've been trying to let everything come off as somewhat smooth and nonchalant. You know, build the friendship first, and then see where it progresses. But then I find out, that all of the effort was really pointless, as he's known what's been going on in my head. Now, I just don't know what to do, or what to say, or how to act. I feel like a goon. Part of me is hoping that he will take the initiative and just say, "OK, I understand that you have some feelings, lets just see how it goes." Or, just flat out tell me that you really don't think that it will work, but a friendship is still a valid option. I, on the other hand, could just tell him that I know he knows, and approach the matter with an open mind. But why is it that I continuously put myself in the position to be rejected? Not that I am positive that rejection will be the result, but still it sucks to have to live that way.

So, then we arrive at domestic matters...
32 Parker is falling apart, literally. The bathroom could have collapsed into the apartment below, and we all could have been blown to kingdom come with the leaking gas line. Now that the bathroom is getting a major overhaul, I find myself, yet again back at the parents' house. If I don't have a pot to piss in, I am not pissin in our pots. That's all I have to say about that.

Classes are going well, friends seem to be better than ever, relationships still a little shaky...but Michelle Branch is coming to Marist on October 2 so she'll make everything much, much better.

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HOLY SHIT! I'm a senior. I don't know how the hell that happened, and I am terrified.

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