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Eucalyptus Apartments are part of a new development located in the small, traditional village of Karavomylos, approximately 2 km from the port town of Sami. At only 10 meters from the Ionian sea, these properties are perfect for those seeking a quiet, relaxing holiday. Currently at sixth year of business, we have enjoyed consistent compliments and are honoured by the high rated reviews from our clients.
Air conditioning, TV and Wifi are included as standard. We also provide full apartment cleaning twice per week, including fresh towel and bedding replacement. The development includes a communal swimming pool, with sea views and underwater lighting. Free car parking is available around the whole development.
A small pebble beach is available only 10 meters from the complex, a larger organised beach (Karavomylos Beach) is only a 10 minute walk.
Within walking distance, there are several traditional tavernas, a restaurant (the closest only 30 meters away), two mini-market, a bakery and a church. The nearest town is Sami, a 3 minutes drive, or a 20 minute walk along the beach. A traditional port town, with many tavernas and bars, as well as supermarkets, butcheries, green grocers, bakeries, pharmacy, ATM, medical centre, Sami is a starting port point travelling to Ithaca, Italy and the mainland. Also within a very short distance from the development are tennis courts, basket ball court and an 5 a'side football pitch.
In Kefalonia, when you do not lie down on a beautiful beach, you can enjoy various activities, including but not limited to Guided tours across the island and to Ithaca, Snorkelling, Kayaking, Horse/Donkey Riding, Swimming, Wine Tasting, Water Sports, Private boat Rental, Private Yacht tours and rentals, Nature tours, Fishing, Jeep Safari, Mountain - Biking, Caving and the list goes on...
Due to our central location on the Island, few of the many places to visit are more than an hour's drive away. This includes Fiskardo to the north (1 hour), the famous Myrtos beach (30 mins drive) Skala (45 mins drive) the capital Argostoli (40 mins drive) and the airport (50 mins drive).
Much closer are Antisamos Beach (15 minute drive), Melissani Caves (2 mins drive or 10 minute walk) Agia-Paraskevi beach (5 mins drive) and the port town of Agia Efimia (10 mins drive).
A rental car or scooter is highly recommended to see and explore all Kefalonia has to offer.
Please note the standard check-in time is at 14:00, and check-out time at 11:00.Upon arrival, the onsite manager will introduce you to the apartment, and give you a tour of the complex which includes suggestions and details of places to visit, directions and any other help you require.


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Monday, March 9, 2009
What comes now, once democracy has been abolished
When democracy is nothing but a farce anymore, at least here in the Basque Country, when political factions that barely gather 25% of popular support hold the majority of parlamentary seats and get ready to estabilish a new fascist goverment, we can already see what the future offers.
A few days ago the social center of Vitoria-Gasteiz Zaramazulo was clausurated and searched by Spanish military police with unknown pretexts. The building has been serving as social center for the last 25 years for the neighbourhood of Zaramaga, hosting all kind of activities: theater, music, dance, popular academies, the unemployed workers' assembly, a distibutor of books and records, an altenative magazine, antimilitarist groups, a pro-cannabis platform and the ecologist grpup against the High Speed Train, all were hosted there.
Overnight the Guardia Civil, that in spite of its name is purely military in nature, has take over the place and clausurated it.
I imagine this is only the prelude, the entrance of many more bitter dishes that will come in this increasingly undemocratic period in the Western Basque Country.
The ghost of Franco laughs but we feel no fear, just rage... and rage is what feeds hope, because it feeds the struggle for a better world.
Source for the central info: Eutsi - antiauthoritarian left's page.
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There was no let-up in the bullish fervour on the RIL counter and the stock closed the week with a strong 4 per cent gain. It also held steadily above the 200-day moving average and moved past our first short-term target to an intra-week peak at Rs 1,768. RIL can move higher to Rs 1,786, Rs 1,920 or Rs 1,965 in the short-term, but negative divergences in the daily oscillators calls for caution in the short-term. Traders can buy in declines as long as RIL holds above Rs 1,600. Next support is at Rs 1,500.
The stock is already moving close to our medium-term target at Rs 1,825. A reversal from here will translate into a broad range between Rs 1,100 and Rs 1,800 for the ensuing months. Strong break beyond Rs 1,825 is needed to pull it to Rs 2,040.Lokeshwarri S. K.


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Water Puppets and Frogs Legs
One of the traditional highlights of Hanoi is the Water Puppet Theatre. Derived from an ancient rural entertainment performed at harvest time, this involves puppeteers operating behind a screen with a large pool of water in front. Using sticks stretching out under the water, they manipulate puppets of varying sophistication and enact a mixture of fable and old legend.
Although tourism is a relatively new phenomenon here, the Vietnamese are very clued in to the demands of tourists. In order to take photographs or use a video camera and additional ticket must be bought (costing as much as admission, I think). To compensate a paper fan, smelling like recycled toilet paper (which it probably is), is freely available to all as a souvenir. Also, given that so many of the audience will be French, announcements are made in Vietnamese, English and French.
Beginning the show, the musicians and singers, who sit to the left of the stage, perform a few old classics, like 'Yow, Yow, Yow' (actually I may not have that title right there). I was enthralled by a solo played on the Đàn bầu (monochord zither), the sound of which makes the theremin almost defunct (were it not already almost defunct). Soon though we got on to the meat and potatoes of the performance. Things did not start auspiciously. Something resembling a Cabbagepatch doll arose from the water and bobbed around chattering incomprehensively. Once the comedy act was over, however, the following vignettes involving fish, dragons, swimmers, fishermen, kings and phoenixes made a nicely diverting few hours.
Dinner then offered me another opportunity to tick my culinary list; I finally got to have frogs legs! And they were lovely. Naturally like chicken, but very succulent chicken. It's just a pity there is so little meat on them, though I wisely ordered a plate of crab to fill the gap.


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tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11349354264076766922018-05-29T11:32:17.816+08:00A Syncopated Mind, An Interrupted Heartthewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-49305121040029888952011-02-24T18:06:00.001+08:002011-02-24T18:16:30.420+08:00We've Moved! :)
Come visit us at: http://thewisekid.blogspot.com/thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-79647764736694267032010-10-19T19:51:00.007+08:002010-10-19T20:49:18.699+08:00Raya With Ayesha

"Thanks, MommaJett, for the duit Raya" :)

 "Do I look cuter when I bite my lip like this?"

 "Papa, how much duit Raya do I have now? Can we go to Disneyland already? Should I ask MommaJett for more moola?"

thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-73214544554768949492010-10-18T18:13:00.003+08:002010-10-18T18:21:39.744+08:00Dough-nut Miss These Spook-tacular Limited-Edition Halloween Treats!

KRISPY KREME DOUGHUNTS & COFFEE
This Halloween, treat yourself to Krispy Kreme's 'spook'tacular limited-edition Halloween doughnuts which include The Skull, The Pumpkin, The Spiderweb & The Halloween Sprinkles.
The Skull is filled with chocolate cream and dipped with yummylicious white chocolate, while The Spiderweb is topped with chocolate and has custard filling.
The Pumpkin's orange-flavoured chocolate topping goes well its cream filling and The Halloween Sprinkles has orange & chocolate sprinkles to cast a sweet spell on you!
That's not all!
If you include these 4 Halloween doughnuts into your purchase, you get to grab a handful of trick-or-treat goodies from Krispy Kreme!
Don't miss out – come over to Krispy Kreme & be spellbound this Halloween!
Duration: 18 – 31 October 2010
Venue: Berjaya Times Square, MidValley Megamall, Sunway Pyramid & Plaza Shah Alam
thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-82867411904767675662010-10-18T14:13:00.005+08:002010-10-18T14:43:32.692+08:00Jalan-Jalan on Raya 1st

"I'm kinda sleepy already... can we go home, now?"

"Last picture! No more photos after this! I'm tired!"

"Papa, please help me! Please take me away from GrandDad!!!!"

"so, how did your house become so antique like this?" asked Ayesha, who was trying to have a conversation with the elderly! :p

thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-21478532396661697232010-10-18T13:59:00.001+08:002010-10-18T13:59:56.413+08:00Sinjapore F1 2010

No F1 concert this year but there were performances by Lambert, Missy Elliot, Mariah Carey, etc before & after the qualifying & Sunday race.

I only went to one i.e. Lambert. Didn't stay until finish, anyway.

It amazed me how this dude suspended himself for hours, just like that!

"May I have a picture with you, please?" :)

 Webber was somewhere in there! (or, so I had hoped!)

Same old F1. Just glad Webber won! :)
 thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-31341758167407836432010-10-18T13:42:00.001+08:002010-10-18T13:42:51.103+08:00No Raya Photo This Year! Boo!

Unlike previous years, this year we didn't do the official salam-salam session, hence no 1st day of Raya photograph!

Frustrated but what to do… time clashes and all sorts. Couldn't find a time where ALL of us could gather on the 1st day.

Anyhow, picture above is from the 3rd weekend of Raya (also the Sinjapore F1 weekend) Dad had his Open House in his kampung i.e. Pengkalan Ballack!

I feel like ketupat & thick sambal kachang now!

Eh, it's lunchtime… better go look for food!
 thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-40124492030916390592010-10-18T13:21:00.002+08:002010-10-18T14:12:38.563+08:00Tun M's Open House

Wei! Huru hara nyeh laaa haiii rambut kena tiup kipas!!!

& why is it that lately, all the pictures from good ol' Lumix camera turned out to be blur?
Time to get a DSLR? or, is it DLSR? I dunno :p
Better still, just stick to Polaroid - Fuji Instant Camera! :)thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-27995894869858053232010-10-12T18:42:00.003+08:002010-10-12T18:48:28.164+08:00Birthday Dinner
can't believe I don't have any pictures to upload here, from my birthday dinner *in shock!*

since I got an instant camera as a present - which i prefer to call it Polaroid, although it isn't Polaroid - i had used it and forgot to take any picture on the digital camera.

i have REALLY nice Polaroid - i mean, instant camera - pictures, though!

all of them are now stuck to my bedroom wall! my favorite corner of the house right now. :)thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-55720895056718532162010-10-07T14:48:00.000+08:002010-10-07T14:56:27.868+08:0033 Today & Syukur To No EndAs I was putting on my telekong, I looked out my balcony and saw a group of cars and a van jenazah making their entry into the tanah perkuburan opposite my house.

As I turn 33 today, another family is also observing October 7 with great significance

A family who is crying to the loss of a father, a mother, a brother, a sister.

SubhanAllah.

Moga Dia tempatkan arwah dikalangan orang-orang yang dirahmatiNya.

Thank you, Ya Allah, for 33 years of living.

33 years of rezeki.

33 years of rahmah.

33 years.

MasyaAllah.thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-61849029831438365322010-08-24T13:53:00.001+08:002010-08-24T13:53:11.199+08:00Two Peas On Earth

yes, we have the same baju. it says: PEAS ON EARTH! =)

"MommaJett, since we've already got the same top, dya think I can get the same shoe & hand-bag collection as yours, too, please?"

love you, Ayesha.

always.

forever.
 thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-16371365632591700012010-08-24T13:15:00.001+08:002010-08-24T13:15:36.003+08:00She's Eating Rice Now! =)

Ayesha Tihani has started on solid (not really!) food.

… and she, of course, loves it! …

way to go, Michelin-girl! ;p

 thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-65905899281947050112010-08-23T14:09:00.003+08:002010-08-24T12:29:38.172+08:00Nothing But A MiracleGettin' tired of livin', livin' for a moment
Gettin' tired of hanging on the line
I wake up every morning and I pull back the curtain
And wonder if it's gonna rain or shine

Gettin' tired of thinking, gettin' so tired of begging
Gettin' tired of forgetting that there's two of us
I'm getting so tired of loving a man that just don't give a damn

Just tell me, tell me baby why I'm holding on
When your lovin's long gone?
I got a good mind so why don't you tell me why
I can't say goodbye

Just tell me baby why I've been holding on for so long?
And nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back
Bring you back to me now

I gotta get myself together
Gotta stop telling myself that I can do no better
Gotta go out and maybe start meeting some new people
I gotta go out and buy myself one of those little black dresses

'Cause I'm so tired of this T-shirt
I'm so tired of cryin' off all my make up
Gettin just so tired of waking up with a lonely heart
I'm getting so tired of giving a damn about an absent hearted man

Just tell me, tell me baby why I'm holding on
When your lovin's long gone?
I got a good mind so why don't you tell me why
I can't say goodbye

Just tell me baby why I've been holding on for so long?
And nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back
Bring you back to me now

Oh, I can see it
Coming down the shadows
I can see it, it's coming through
It's coming through the windows

Oh, I can see it
I can see it coming down the ceiling
I can't escape it, can't escape it
No I can't escape it

Tell me, yeah, why I'm holding on
When your love is long gone?
I got a good mind so why don't you tell me why
I can't say goodbye

Just tell me baby why I've been holding on for so long?
And nothing but a miracle is gonna to bring it back
Bring you back to me now

Oh, nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back to me now
Oh, nothing but a miracle, oh no, no
Oh, nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back to me now
Oh no

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Dicatat oleh Imam Al-Ghazali

Jangan engkau kahwini wanita yang enam iaitu wanita yang Ananah, yang Mananah, dan yang Hananah, dan jangan engkau kahwini yang Hadaqah, yang Baraqah dan yang Syadaqah."

Wanita Ananah : Banyak mengeluh & mengadu dan tiap saat memperalatkan sakit atau buat-buat sakit.

Wanita Mananah : Suka membangkit-bangkit terhadap suami. Wanita ini sering menyatakan, "Aku membuat itu keranamu."

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Wanita Hadaqah : Melemparkan pandangan dan matanya pada tiap sesuatu, lalu menyatakan keinginannya untuk memiliki barang itu dan memaksa suaminya untuk membelinya.

Wanita Baraqah : Ada 2 makna, pertama yang sepanjang hari mengilatkan dan menghias mukanya, kedua dia marah ketika makan dan tidak mahu makan kecuali sendirian dan diasingkan bahagiannya.

Wanita Syadaqah : Banyak cakap tidak menentu lagi bising.

thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-50950880819456417132010-08-23T10:52:00.003+08:002010-08-23T11:02:32.361+08:00Stressful Sunday... because I had picked to watch these two movies! ...

Highly recommended!
GO.WATCH.NOW.thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-70780328885667100052010-08-14T06:55:00.000+08:002010-08-14T06:57:43.518+08:001670 Days To The First One...there's anger, there's disgust, but there's a love...thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-48405954601500105962010-08-13T13:16:00.001+08:002010-08-13T13:16:34.532+08:00The Love Of My Life – Ayesha Tihani

 thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-3403158696916688512010-08-13T09:38:00.000+08:002010-08-13T09:42:25.274+08:00Keeping My Sanity - IAnd at 826 in the freaking morning, you were busy BRIGHTENING someone else's life.

If she wasn't that important in your life, would she be the first thing you thought of when you woke up?

The moment a relationship, a romantic relationship, has more than one woman in it, you are just asking for it!

The key to disaster.

And here's "To brighten up YOUR day"!thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-77622368100562555962010-08-10T18:00:00.002+08:002010-08-10T18:19:00.108+08:00Welcome Back, Ramadhan
The Messenger of Allah (may Allah bless him and grant him peace) addressed his companions on the last day of Sha`ban, saying, "Oh people! A great month has come over you; a blessed month; a month in which is a night better than a thousand months; month in which Allah has made it compulsory upon you to fast by day, and voluntary to pray by night. Whoever draws nearer (to Allah) by performing any of the (optional) good deeds in (this month) shall receive the same reward as performing an obligatory deed at any other time, and whoever discharges an obligatory deed in (this month) shall receive the reward of performing seventy obligations at any other time. It is the month of patience, and the reward of patience is Heaven. It is the month of charity, and a month in which a believer's sustenance is increased. Whoever gives food to a fasting person to break his fast, shall have his sins forgiven, and he will be saved from the Fire of Hell, and he shall have the same reward as the fasting person, without his reward being diminished at all." [Narrated by Ibn Khuzaymah]thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-15888771298072143402010-08-09T17:47:00.003+08:002010-08-09T18:33:47.864+08:00Just, How?How do men do it when they go home to their wives everyday, yet they feel justified to go for spa with other women?

How do men do it when they profess love to their wives, yet watch porn with other women?

How do men do it when they are on a holiday with their wives, yet can SMS/email other women "wish you were here. miss you"?

How do men do it when they hug and kiss their wives yet they sneak to meet and be with other women?

How do men do it when they are flying back to their wives from a long (or short) business trip, yet can tell other women "i've something to brighten up your day"?

How do men do it when they look at their wives yet all they want is other women's attention?

JUST HOW DO MEN DO THIS?

Above all, feel justified.
And above all, they feel like they have done nothing wrong.
And above all, and worst of all, can still tell their wives, "My feelings for you don't change. I still love you"

With my IQ level of 120 and two Degrees in the bag, I still canNOT possibly comprehend this.

JUST HOW THE BLOODY HELL DO MEN DO IT?

Lately, friends - & strangers alike - have written to me and share their predicament.
And for that, I can never thank you enough.

In times of hardship, the heart feels an extra TLC when a friend - & stranger, alike - opens up to you, to share with you that you are not alone.

It gives you the extra lift to face the day when you know that someone understands.
That someone can relate, and not just criticise.

Trust me, all that have been thru devastating patch will agree with me that it isn't like we don't want to move on already.
Moving on is merely an 8-letter statement.

But to some, turning that 8-letter phrase into action isn't as easy as just saying it.

"When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on."
~ Franklin D. Roosevelt

"When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow,
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit."
~ Unknown

"Fall seven times, stand up eight."
~ Japanese Proverbthewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-35813082903360935882010-08-09T17:17:00.001+08:002010-08-09T17:17:50.164+08:00I Don't Wear Lipstick & Don't Live In The Jungle Either :)

I've been watching Lipstick Jungle lately.
Didn't think I would like that sort of gurlie TV series (I don't even watch Desperate Housewives or Grey's Anatomy) until I saw a few episodes on ASTRO.
I was told that LJ stopped at Season 2. Wonder why.
I love the characters and I honestly speaking, can see myself in every one of them.
The characters represent outspoken, vocal, independent, strong (yet mellow in the inside women of today) who, as much as resenting that male homo sapiens are the better more stable creatures, the women are still powerful.
Most of the times, I relate so much to Wendy -- the intense person she is yet she still needs Shane to assures her that things are going to be OK, when they aren't.
The part that touches me so much about Wendy & Shane's relationship is when, each time Shane says "Come here" to Wendy, she 'melts' and she knows there will always be someone there for her when things don't go so dandy, no matter how independent they both are.
Does it make me lousy romantic cockamamie if I admit that every Shane calls out "come here" to Wendy, I feel like jumping into his arms, instead? :p
Sometimes, I think I'm more Victory Ford.
Individualistic and my love life is a constant wreck!
And... Nico Reily... who doesn't want to be Nico Reily, right? But Charles, her cheating late husband. Can you imagine being married to someone so long, and for the same amount of time, he has someone else on his mind, in his heart and eventually, had a baby with? Men, I tell you… are all bastards! Pardon my French.
Oh, well…
Anywho, here's a particular scene where I loved the script the most – when Nico just came back from having her vibrating vajayjay:

Wendy: Why would you do this?
Nico: Because I can't be lying next to my husband thinking about someone else anymore. I'm trying to get back what Charles and I had when we first met. This may not be the whole answer, Wendy, but it's a start.
Wendy: Wouldn't it be easier to tell him the truth? Come on, honey, you and Charles have been together a long time. it's not like you haven't had your suspicions about him and his fawning co-eds. Maybe he's got some sins of his own to confess. If you both come clean, you can move on.

Now, how many of you can REALLY move on after being betrayed? thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-2633677988304978092010-08-04T20:35:00.001+08:002010-08-04T21:08:37.811+08:00Now I KnowNow I understand why I was never part of your world
Cos you had a secret world you so badly had to hide from me.thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-50000200982869377662010-08-04T19:12:00.004+08:002010-08-04T21:10:58.721+08:00The Worst Is To Be EMOTIONALLY CheatedSO want to blog but didn't have the time.

Work is just overwhelming these days (I do REAL work, not Facebooking or flirting online and claim that I'm busy OK!) - I SERIOUSLY need an assistant & most importantly, A BREAK!

I will try (trying leaves room for failure, someone told me once) and make time to write.
I need to write.

Anyways, I came across some "interesting" articles, here and here

SO much to write on this subject.

Time will come and I shall write.

In the meanwhile, share me your thoughts on the subject :)

Gotta run... I'm SO late for badminton! :)thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-7383378431275597742010-08-04T15:23:00.003+08:002010-08-04T19:04:39.458+08:00Come & Have A Sandwich With Me =)
thewisekidhttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-56271449028468084192010-08-01T00:45:00.007+08:002010-08-09T17:45:50.498+08:00still scared
i thought about it before i left to check out the pinoy market, actually.
i surveyed around.
but just before i made the payment, i told myself "have a little more faith that he is actually trustworthy"

i knew i should have hired the private investigator.

but, i knew too, that God was my utmost reliable private investigator.
i prayed to Him every single day to show me if he was dishonest.
then, came 110610.

still struggling.

still writing to heal.thewisekidhttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134935426407676692.post-62492375459919476082010-08-01T00:39:00.002+08:002010-08-01T00:45:05.231+08:00Original: 'till i see you againI guess, for you to be able to write a beautiful love story, you would have to be in one.

I was reading The Choo-Choo Train (again, yes. I told you I miss The Choo-Choo Train) and came across the following entry.

I have to say that even I had to rub my chest after reading this story.
Sad, man, really.

& just FYI, the story was written when someone was suffering on the dentist's chair.

'till i see you again
They finally picked a place. It was a rather intimate venue. For a rather intimate do. They had scout for a place for almost 6 months and nothing was ever agreeable between the two, until this one. He wanted somewhere convenient for everyone. She wanted somewhere cosy for her ultimate day.

They picked the theme color together, albeit it didn't please everyone . The decor was just like what they'd envisaged together. They didn't need a planner, everything was done between them, themselves.

The serene entrance which leads to where they would be standing as husband and wife was blissfully lit; you just couldn't miss the love that fills the air.

Perfect was perhaps an understatement, for the ambience.

The night was a flawless navy blue. The breeze that was blanketing the night seemed as though they too, had cooperated well. Everything, every single thing was picture perfect.

He stood there, poised. Just how everyone had expected.

But there was something about his unruffled presence that was disturbing.

He stood there longer than what was required of him.

When the signal to walk forward by the father of the bride was ignored, heads turned to look back. Over everybody's shoulders, stood an impeccably dressed groom.

The one piece of the night that nearly completed the entire perfectness.

"she knew she was dying", was all that he could afford to say without even moving any muscle other than his jaw.

And a letter felt out of his right palm.

I couldn't bank on your mother's eternal protest about us being together because I knew it deep down, that one day; you would still make me your bride.

So, I planned my dream wedding. My sumptuous dream wedding.

Our tastes differ to a certain extent --- so I'd noticed. I like everything subtle and sweet , you love it bold and leave it all up to me, so don't say that I hadn't given in too ok --- but having each other shows that we have the best taste of 'em all.

I'm sure you're wondering what's the meaning of it all when in the end, tonight... you would be standing there, reading this.

You would never understand what it was like to drag my feet and plan my wedding which I knew I wasn't able to attend. But I had to do it.

I am not going to say sorry for the arguments over which best friend of yours should be the best man, over which ice sculpture should be in the middle of the garden, over which band should get the honor of playing on our very special night [I seriously hope it isn't your friend's band that is standing under the marquee tonight], over which sampin looks better on you.

I am not, because for not being there tonight, those are the closest fondest memories I get to keep.

I am not going to apologize for keeping this a secret, either.

Because it is a secret, you have treated me and us as typically as I would have expected. And for every 1425 days we spent together, I am blessed that it has been a secret. I wouldn't have known what it was like to go as a "normal" person if it wasn't. Believe me; I know what it is like to go as someone who was battling.

All that "special treatment" one gets when others know that one is dying just wasn't in my to-do-before-I-die list. But being married to you, was.

Every time we tick one thing off our wedding preparation list, I felt like I was already married to you. I knew I wasn't going to be there to see the final outcome of everything we had planned together but I had imagined the whole scenario in my head so hard that it probably worsen the tumor! But don't worry, my doctor ensured me that the last 6 months was the calmest time of my life. I didn't even have one attack!

I had imagined myself in the dress I picked, being under the gazebo with you holding my hands, looking into each other's eyes, trying to keep the moment on a standstill. Everything was beautiful. Do know that that would be the last thing I had in mind tonight too.

Tell my sisters that there is no word --- goodness! I never knew constructing this sentence for them would build a big boulder in my throat! --- of gratitude would ever express my gratefulness for all their help with the wedding. You know that I would miss them the most!

So, now that everyone is there, all our closest and dearest friends and relatives, I want you to tell them that you have been fooled by your bride who couldn't be there under unavoidable reason. I am sure they would understand my absence and would excuse me.

Everyone that is there has touched my life, our lives in one way or another. Please thank them for me for being part of tonight and make sure they too celebrate our love. My life.

I am going to miss you till hell freezes over – I hope I'm not heading there now, though – and promise me you will take care of yourself as I had, unfortunately for us I just couldn't hang in there for another day. It would have been a lot different if I could have stayed until tomorrow but I think this is best. I'd saved you the trouble of inviting the same faces to my funeral.

And thanks for agreeing with me that a garden wedding was the most perfect "so me" do and don't forget the fireworks! I promise to watch it from here.

'til I see you again.

Almost immediately, the fireworks display started and he could feel her there, smiling at him, as she always does when there are fireworks.
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Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Somewhere it's written that I am supposed to have everything figured out: where I want to go to college, what I want to major in in said college, my career path, my...life. That's how it goes in the movies, right? We randomly get acceptance letters from Harvard, Stanton, Yale, you know, all of those "no-name" schools that are so easy to get into. I wish my life was like the silver screen.
What directors don't show you is all of the hard work that has to go into your senior year of high school. The three years beforehand where you work your butt off, thinking that it will all do you so much good in the end. Let's be real here: even the smartest of the intellectuals have the possibility of flipping Whoppers at Burger King or unclogging drains at the local gas station. Grades are nothing more than a letter. They are nothing more than what I am using to type this up.
We are all born with the same capabilities. Even the handicapped can win the Olympics. Be that as it may that it is the Special Olympics, but, nevertheless, it rings true. What we make of ourselves is what matters, and that's what people don't realize.
High school was stereotyped for me as a bunch of jock bullies walking around, having sex against lockers, cheerleaders giving head to the kids in the bathroom, and anarchial rules (I know that doesn't make sense). I have never gotten into a fight, and when I was bullied, I fought back and shut them up. That's when I was a freshman, and I fought back to a senior. High school is a waste of time if you think of it as a movie. Think of it as four years of your life and see how that goes.
I have just lately been realizing that I think of this experience as a movie, and in many ways, it has been. Drugs, sex, alcohol, cheating, failure, moving, lies, deaths, etc. It's like KIDS all over again.
High school is just a waste of time for me. That's why you can often find me working on my notebook collages instead of taking notes.
1 comment:
- Ben-jammin said...
high school really does seem to be a complete waste of time in it's current form if you ask me, you take all these classes, and then have to retake many of them when you get to that college that you see to be so far out of reach, and which often is for many people, which brings me to my next thing, i don't believe that everyone is born with the same capacity for success and abilities, some people are smarter, some are stronger, no matter how much hardwork you put in, you will always be limited by your genetic make-up, however, that does not limit what you can achieve, it simply determines the amount of work you will need to do in order to succeed, society determines your ability to succeed, if you're a poor minority from an inner-city high school, your chance of success is substantially lower than say the son of a wealthy caucasian business man who once attended a prestigious college in suburbia, some may say this view is cynical, and yes, it is, but it's also painfully honest, it's shitty, but that's the way things are, as far as our perception of what things are and how they should be, that's also partly due to society, in our society, movies are supposed to relay some truth of cultural experiences, it seems that fewer and fewer movies are actually doing this, but people continue to believe them to be the truth, and that is that, don't believe what others tell you, make your own perceptions on how things should be, better yet, don't make any perceptions, allow things to unfold and then say, this is what happened, and take away what you will from it
oh, and jake, have fun senior year, college is important, but if you don't get into yale or harvard, it's not like you won't make it, the important thing to do in college is to learn (which much of our generation seems to be forgetting), and you should be able to fulfill that aspect pretty much anywhere so long as you want to, good luck holmes


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tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112134742018-05-29T03:05:29.481-04:00My Life Is God's Comic StripRodents of unusual size? I don't think they exist.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-57972362633133963962008-10-07T12:43:00.000-04:002016-02-15T14:47:33.877-05:00So NOT the UN
So being an American and living outside of America kinda sucks. I don't think we're quite aware of how much the rest of the world hates us.

And I know they always say, "We don't hate Americans; we hate the government," but these people are dirty liars. They hate Americans.

I happen to be the only American working on my floor, surrounded by Brits, Canadians and a few Greek mixes. For some reason, these foreigners claim to know more about American life and society than I do, without ever having stepped foot there.

Now, I'm not going to say I support the war or the Bush administration, but I'll be damned when a bunch of rotten-toothed Brits or chip-on-their-shoulder carrying Canadians are going to tell me about life in the States. I don't think so.

I used to love the English. I really did. We shared many many things in common (alcohol). But everyday when I come in to work, I am assaulted with a barrage of questions, "Hey, MLIGCS, why don't Americans know any geography?" "Hey, did you hear how the dollar is plummeting against the pound? Ha ha ha ha hahahaha HA." "Hey why do you guys call is 'soccer'?" (N.B. – the word "soccer" originated in Britain).

Or the Canadians, who up until I started working with an office full, I used to tout as the NICEST and most DECENT people on earth. They are not. They have a giant chip on their shoulder at America because they are considered the 51st state by the rest of the world. (Um, not our fault).

They believe all Americans think they live in igloos, tramp around in flannels and keep beavers as pets. They even have a commercial depicting an American guy in a bar acting like a moron asking uneducated and stupid questions about Canada. He ends up getting mauled by a beaver. (Way to defeat that stereotype, guys!!!) Last I checked, American's couldn't care less what kind of housing the Canadians used. Hell, live in a tree for all I care. I've said as much. Didn't go over well.

"Why do you guys need to live in such big houses? Why do you all drive those big cars? How come you have so much stuff?" Um, let me think about that for a second. Oh yeah, BECAUSE WE CAN.

Also, America has 300 MILLION people. One country = 300 MILLION. And, it covers 3,794,083 sq. miles (more than TWICE the European Union). Americans are busy living their lives. Of course Europeans all know geography, or maybe sort of? Huh guys? Let's be honest. Can anyone tell me where Laos is without looking it up? No. But you know where England is, and France, and Belgium and Spain. Way to go. We know where California, Nevada, Texas, Mississippi and Vermont are. Covers about the same square mileage.

And the British even have the nerve to complain that American's are too nice. Too nice?!?! TOO NICE?!?! "They can't possibly mean it, can they? With all that flummery about Have a Nice Day and such!" Those bastard Americans! The NERVE to be nice. Unbelievable.

I should try to have an intelligent discussion about the merits and disadvantages of living in any particular country, but it's not going to work with this particular American-Hating crowd. And besides, it so much more fun to just say, "Yup, we live in unnecessarily big houses, drive great ol' big cars, and don't know where your country is because WE DON'T CARE."

Fucking teachers.

My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-11435962162926163392008-06-07T12:42:00.000-04:002016-02-15T14:48:23.543-05:00We all have our place, mine just happens to be better than everyone else'sSo it goes without saying (even though I'm going to say it anyway) that when you work with a group of people - most of whom you can't stand - the one or two people you actually do like will find a real job and move on to bigger and better things.

In line with this, one of my favorite people left last week. He is a British physics professor (with a full-on Physics PhD) and he just got a job teaching at a hoity-toity British private school.

As with every situation where a co-worker is leaving, the vultures began to circle over my buddy's very choice seating location.

Luckily, my friend with the PhD in Physics is keen enough to harbor the same disdain for teachers that I do, which is why I knew he was leaving before anyone else. And that's why I'm now writing this from the BEST SEAT ON MY FLOOR, suckers!

His replacement came in today. A fruitloop from California, a teacher and an "actor." He acts here in Greece because he doesn't want to give up his "craft." I hate people who call arm flailing in front of a backdrop of finger-painted oak-tag a "craft." If more than four strangers don't consider you an actor, it would behoove you not to mention this silliness to a bunch of strangers on your first day at work.

Because there might be some opinionated bitches (sitting in the best seat on the floor), who'll judge you for it. I'm just saying.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-38227594131084872182007-11-27T07:57:00.000-05:002007-11-27T08:44:04.447-05:00Fucking WonderlandSo I know it's rather ambitious of me to expect anything from a country that can't even make a proper cocktail, but am I crazy to be annoyed at the guy who beeped at me this morning?

Because the thing is, I was walking on a sidewalk (or what passes for a sidewalk here - which is another blog entry entirely), a sidewalk he was trying to DRIVE ON. And apparently I was in his way, walking in the designated pedestrian area RIGHT NEXT TO A PERFECTLY USABLE - AND AVAILABLE - STREET.

And the beep was not just any, "Hey, I'm behind you so watch out, beep beep." It was one of those annoyed beeps, the ones that last just a second longer than necessary, telling you the person feels that you have violated their right of way.

Sadly, today is not the first time this has happened. You would think that after having lived here for a year, I would have gotten used to those little nuances that make a place "special," but I haven't had a proper martini in a year either and I'm in no mood to be generous. My middle finger did feel very generous though, and came out to play. In a friendly salute to the jackass DRIVING on the sidewalk. I may be losing my mind, but at least I haven't lost my manners.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-91192909914463507332007-11-19T04:07:00.000-05:002007-11-26T04:43:59.223-05:00Why I can't stand the general populationSo, I'm not sure I'm up on all the cultural differences between Americans and Greeks, but I think that under normal circumstances, most people would react the way I did.

We were invited to a birthday party thrown by an acquaintance of my boyfriend at his house. The usual, dinner, drinks, cake, good times. I didn't know anyone, and my boyfriend only knew the birthday boy. I figured we'd manage.

Turns out, certain types of people like to have certain types of fun, that may not be suitable for everyone. Food? Sure. Drinks? Obviously. Cake? Yum! Porn? Girl-on-girl blond boobie sex porn? Um, I'm not quite sure what to say.

I was expecting to go to a dinner party with other couples. Well, there was dinner. And there were other couples. Hell, there were even some single girls milling about. Not one of the men there was single. So I'm starting to wonder why WHY on earth they would think it's appropriate to put on some good old fashioned porn in the middle of a birthday party.

And why, after ten minutes, am I the only girl with enough balls to be like, "OK, enough with the porn guys," while the rest of the women sat squirming, with averted eyes, trying to pretend they were fine with it, when they so clearly were becoming really upset. I figured what the hell, I'll be the obnoxious, big-mouthed American. Again. It's obviously not a stretch.

A couple of the guys tried to act like I was being a prude, but I wasn't falling for it. For god's sake, we're not horny teenagers anymore and we can all have sex just about whenever we want. It's not appropriate to put on lesbian porn in the middle of a dinner party when more than half the party is uncomfortable.

Even the teachers I work with agree with me, and they're too stupid to understand much of anything. I mean really.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-15904890784834027632007-07-10T04:28:00.000-04:002007-07-10T04:31:14.198-04:00Mental note to self - add Crime Fighting to Skills section of resumeSo, along with my many talents of house-girlfriend-ery and ass scratching, I can now add crime fighting to my list of accomplished skills.

We just got back from a trip to Italy, and I actually stopped a crime from happening there. That's right, I know you're surprised, but I used my super-human strength, panther-like reflexes and unparalleled ability to make life-altering decisions in the split of a second to stop a pick-pocket from stealing a girl's wallet from her backpack.

I won't tell you the details, but let's just say creating a scene was involved, which is really something out of my element.

The Mayor of Milan is going to name a street after me and he presented me with an official State Medal (which matches perfectly with my Super-Hero costume – nothing but style in Milan!).

I spent the rest of my vacation signing autographs, kissing babies, saving cats out of trees and dumping large quantities of money into the Italian economy for shoes, bags and belts. I know, there's no end to my generosity.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-65278963764958492552007-06-30T01:12:00.000-04:002007-06-30T01:18:52.468-04:00Sadly, it's still all Greek to meSo my job hunting has been quite unsuccessful, and I therefore decided to fill my downtime with some Greek classes.

I mean, it wouldn't hurt to learn something other than "I fuck your village" and "Your donkey is better looking than your wife." Let's be serious, a girl needs some everyday terms too, like, "I'll take one in every color," and "Do these come with five inch heels?"

So for eight glorious weeks, I attended Greek classes with three Germans, an English couple, and a girl from Mexico. Needless to say, our group comprised of a wonderful and invigorating expanse of cultures, (professional drinkers), languages, ("Prost!" "Cheers!" "Salud!" and "Bottom's up!"), ideas, ("Hey, why don't we have a drink after class?") and ways of life ("But it's only 12:00 in the afternoon." "Well, okay. Let's wait a few minutes.").

I must say, I was rather successful in the class and performed exceptionally well compared to the others. (I out-drank two out of three Germans, the Mexican girl, and occasionally went head-to-head with the English woman).

It's really amazing how people (alcoholics) from such different reaches can come together for a few hours a week and connect (drink all day) and work with each other to learn how to get by (get each other home drunk in the middle of the day without being arrested for public disorderliness).

I can't wait for Level II Greek to begin in September. I feel the class will present a whole slew of new and exciting challenges (Shots? Drinking games? Strip poker?). Ahhh, the possibilities are endless, and my future looks bright (bleary).My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-66614727784775087622007-06-28T09:28:00.000-04:002007-06-28T09:30:29.806-04:00Clearly RelatedSo yesterday, I get a phone call at 10:30 a.m. my time from my baby sister, which means it's 3:30 a.m. her time, on a school night.

I answer, and I all hear is, "I'm a crazy bitch. A CRAZY BEEE'ATCH!" Obviously, this is going to be a good story.

Apparently, her boyfriend of a year and a half decided to stand her up at the movies, and instead picked up four random girls from the street and proceeded to play beer-pong with them and his roommates.

Needless to say, this did not go over well. And so, my little angel might have accidentally let the air out of his tires. Knowing he had to go to work the next day. Um, and also knowing he doesn't have a spare. Oops.

My girlfriend asked me what's the worst thing I ever did to a guy, and since there are so many examples, I chose the one I happened to remember off the top of my head.

One night, a few years ago, an old boyfriend, his cousin and his wife and I were out for a night on the town. Driving my car back to Long Island from the City around 4 in the morning, with his cousins in the back seat, my boyfriend decided to take issue with the fact that I was polite to someone who tried to pick me up that night. And proceeded to call me a WHORE repeatedly.

Last time I checked, politely refusing the offer of a drink from a guy that doesn't know I'm at the bar with my boyfriend is not what I consider whorish behavior. If I had given the guy a blow-job in the bathroom, then we'd have something to debate.

But since my boyfriend was quite adamant that I was, in fact, a whore for being nice, I waited until we were in a suitably dangerous, industrial part of Queens before I convinced him to pull my car over and let me drive.

Once he was out of the car, I jumped over to the driver's side, locked the doors, and drove away. His cousin's wife started screaming immediately, so I threw them out of the car a block later, and then proceeded home.

Of course, they managed to get back, even though they were about half an hour from his car. Can't win them all.

It's good to know that insanity in this family is genetic. It's important to have special moments and memories in order to bond with your siblings. It's what separates us from the animals.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-88252060369599887872007-05-29T07:22:00.000-04:002007-05-29T16:11:52.744-04:00How to lose friends and piss people offSo I pretty much hate people in general. Not specifically so much, more of an overall dislike of the masses.

And it's nice when my hatred is reaffirmed by specific examples. Ridiculous, unbelievable things that don't happen to normal people happen to me. Being "normal" might have something to do with it.

I previously wrote about how a Greek job website listed "Jewish" as a language and I thought that was funny. I also posted something very similar on a Jewish website I joined, which has my full name, my picture, my location, blah blah fucking blah.

As with most of my posts, someone from Greece decided to write me a ten paragraph diatribe about what a jerk I am, how bigoted I am to dare say something negative about the Greek culture, how utterly irresponsible I am to say such things, and to generally just shut my mouth. All anonymously, of course.

Since I'm rather experienced at dealing with these charming people who clearly have fulfilling, well-rounded lives, I decided to be nice and explain that I really didn't mean any harm and it was all written in good fun.

Thank goodness for me, Ms. Anonymous was gracious enough to forgive my unforgivable behavior of criticizing her obviously superior culture, and she proceeded over the span of approximately two months to try to make friends with me through this Jewish website via numerous emails and helpful "hints" on how to get on here. I figured, better to be polite to Anonymous-Nasty-Comment-Leavers because those bitches are crazy.

Turns out, Anonymous-Nasty-Comment-Leaver is NOT some random woman here in Greece. Oh no, ANCL is actually my former college roommate; yeah, not only roommate, but best friend. We lost touch a few years ago and on a whim, she decided to Google me.

And once she found me and didn't like what I wrote, she joined the Jewish website (she's not Jewish), created a fake profile, wrote me a nasty comment, and then spent two months ANONYMOUSLY writing me and trying to be friends again before admitting who she really was.

Who does shit like that?!?! Um, Anonymous-Nasty-Comment-Leaver crazy bitches! Of course, I was so excited to finally get back in touch with her, I decided to make our reunion really poignant by telling her to take her crazy bitch self and FUCK OFF. I hate everybody.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-64619299223981170192007-05-15T05:13:00.000-04:002007-05-15T05:20:14.919-04:00Stupid is as Stupid Does; Hi, my name is StupidSo there's something disconcerting about being in someone else's territory all the time, but that's what happens when you move to another country to shack up with your boyfriend.

You have no memories of your own in that place, no restaurants you went to with friends, no vacation spots, no street corners you slow danced on with boys, no ex's to run into.

Thing is, the person you're with DOES have all of those things, and I don't have a problem with most of those things. Except the ex thing. I don't want to be anywhere near an ex, because let's be honest, it's not comfortable being in the same room with a woman who knows what your boyfriend's kisses are like, or, to be more honest, knows what it feels like to have his penis inside of her.

Imagine how disappointing to find out you have to go to a wedding attended by an ex. And not just any ex, but The Ex Ex, The One Whose Name Shall Never Be Uttered Unless You Want Your Face to Melt Off Ex.

But I had a game plan, which has served me well in the past, it's called Avoidance. Good plan, perfect plan, WHEN YOU KNOW WHICH GIRL TO ACTUALLY AVOID.

But, if you're an idiot like me, you spend half the night avoiding an entire section of the room, and pointing out who you MISTAKENLY believe is The Ex to girls you know, only to end up in the bathroom, unknowingly chatting up The Actual Ex for TEN MINUTES. The Ex who knows very well that you are the current Keeper of the Penis she once knew so well.

And you're not understanding why your boyfriend's cousins are staring at you like you're insane for speaking to what seems like a perfectly normal girl, and not a woman purportedly capable of ripping the heads off her young, dicing them up and serving them as an aphrodisiac to Hitler and Genghis Khan before enjoying an ass-to-mouth gang-bang.

The sad thing is I probably wouldn't recognize her again unless she walked up to me and said, "His penis does feel really good. Enjoy my leftovers." Which I've been told is just like her. It's important to wake up everyday with something to look forward to.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-18544428212011100982007-05-10T08:51:00.000-04:002007-05-10T09:01:36.711-04:00The "Cradle of Civilization" has some 'splaining to doSo I'm looking for work in Greece. And of course, in today's job market everything is on-line. Fill this out, check these boxes, pick any of the following that apply, blah blah fucking blah.

Ah, the languages section. Please select all languages that apply, use the "ctrl" key to select more than one. OK, "English," check. Um, Farsi, Farsi? No, no Farsi. OK, next, Hebrew, where's Hebrew….German, Greek, Italian. What, no Hebrew? Really? Italian, Japanese, Jewish, Norwegian…wait a minute, did I just read that right? JEWISH?! As a language category on a job hunting site?

We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto.

What the hell is Jewish as a language?

Do they mean Jewish, as in the Language of Guilt and Nagging as Perfected by the Matriarch for the past 5000 years? Maybe they mean Jewish, as in the annoying, "Oh. My. Gawd!" you hear all over the streets of New York. Or, maybe they mean the secret language Jews use when we're busy killing Christian babies and using their blood for our Matzo during Passover. A Greek actually accused me that that's what really goes on, and I shouldn't try to deny it. The Cradle of Civilization indeed, my friends.

By the way, you're all invited to my house next year for not-so-secret Christian baby-blood Matzo. It's a family recipe perfected by my ancestors, I swear, you'll love it!My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-21448516672408925562007-05-09T07:41:00.000-04:002007-05-09T07:44:28.633-04:00Glutton for PunishmentSo I decided, rather idiotically, to attempt ONE FINAL FORAY into Athens in the hopes of making some friends.

I invited everyone EVERYONE, all 200 members-everyone, of my ex-pat group to Friday afternoon coffee in my very cute part of town.

Email replies galore, "Sure, I can meet you at 3", "I get out of work at 5, so I can be there at 6", "I'll be there….can't wait."

Based on the numerous and varied responses, I set the time for 5, figuring those who wanted to come earlier can come at five, and we can chat until those who could make it later would arrive.

By the way, it's a good idea to make sure you're on speaking terms with your boyfriend (the only person you know) when you decide to invite over 200 people to meet you for a cup of coffee.

Because when you're sitting alone, FOR OVER AN HOUR, waiting PATHETICALLY for people who are CLEARLY NOT COMING, you would have at least one person to beg to join you so that you don't look like the OBVIOUS LOSER YOU ARE.

I'll remember that for the next time I try to set up coffee, which will be the third Friday of NEVER.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-16452376857229288272007-04-12T06:17:00.000-04:002007-04-12T06:23:49.225-04:00Mr. Opportunity doesn't know my nameSo I joined a new website and no, it's not an on-line dating site. Well, it could be, but that's not what I'm doing. I'm using the "networking/just friends" option. Really. No, I'm serious. Whatever, don't believe me.

It's actually a site for Jews, called The Chosen People. No, I'm kidding, it's actually called, We Really Do Think We're Better Than You and Hollywood IS Ours, So Suck It Mel Gibson.

I've found after chatting with people, ok, not exactly people, after chatting with men, yes MEN, (are you happy now?!) from all over, ok, that too is a lie, because I've been mainly chatting with men from Italy and England (**deep sigh**) and not from any scary eastern-block countries with Borat look-a-likes, that it's not easy being Jewish outside of New York, LA and Miami.

In New York, it's easy to take for granted that pretty much everyone you meet is from somewhere else, always different faces, nationalities, languages, colors, cultures. No big deal, we all get along.

For example, when my mom's best friend's non-Jewish husband passed away, the services were held in a Synagogue. When I asked her how come, she replied, "He's been living in New York for almost 40 years. It doesn't get more Jewish than that for Christ's sake!"

It appears though, that these men encounter a significant amount of anti-semitism in their respective countries when it comes to dating. And not necessarily because they are looking for Jewish women, but because the families of the non-Jewish women they date refuse to accept them. That sucks.

I mean, I know Jewish families that won't allow their kids to go out with non-Jews, but that's obvious, because we're the Chosen People, and that affords us certain privileges, like rejecting inferior religions.

But these poor guys? I feel terrible, I want to just hold them all to my heaving bosom, and make them feel better. Come to Momma, baby.

If I'd only known there were so many available Italian and English Jewish men just looking for a nice girl. I could have pretended to be a nice girl. At least for a little while. Ok, maybe not.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-20812214796756000412007-04-11T07:08:00.000-04:002007-04-11T07:09:58.137-04:00Where did it all goYour friends are old (and you by association!) when their conversations are comprised of the following:

"I just got an iPod."

"Welcome to the 21st Century."

"Who is this Fergie person who's all over the place?"

"Fergie? The Duchess of York, of course."

"Wow, she looks great. That whole Weight Watchers thing did wonders!"

If anyone is looking for me, I'll be getting a colonoscopy followed by an afternoon of cane-waving from my porch at anyone under the age of 65.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-27786156703613497952007-04-09T13:31:00.000-04:002007-04-09T13:56:32.842-04:00What's really in a nameSo I was in Israel for the past couple of weeks, staying with a "friend" and her family for her older brother's wedding and Passover.

My "friend" has a younger brother, much like my baby sister, lots of fun, nice to be around and a great conversationalist. Unlike my baby sister, this young man has a name I have never heard before, and after hearing his family call him by his name - or what I thought was his name - I too started calling him this.

Of course, what I thought I heard wasn't the proper way to pronounce his name. Actually, not only was it not the proper way to pronounce his name, it was an altogether incorrect name and one that may not even exist in Hebrew. It was, more to be exact, a name I apparently made up completely on my own. Go me.

Now, the dirty thing is, my "friend" and her little brother let me call him by this non-name for a WEEK AND A HALF before bothering to correct me. I mean, at the wedding, out with cousins, in front of their parents (who I think were just too polite to correct me and figured I suffered from a medium to severe form of retardation), if front of the in-laws, in front of friends.

Basically, my "friend" and her brother allowed me to make a total ass of myself in front of every single person I met. Now people, I've made an ass of myself before, that's certainly true. BUT THIS TIME, IT COULD HAVE BEEN AVOIDED!!!! Aarrgggg.

I'm going to believe she allowed me to be an idiot as a result of jealousy and fear that her family would like me more than they like her, which is a very real possibility. And I have decided to simply call her little brother Bob.

Man, I really love that girl. I'm going to make her cry one day for this.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-84117309018313538572007-04-07T11:30:00.000-04:002007-04-07T11:36:56.334-04:00Khristos Anesti!!!So tomorrow half the world will be celebrating the Christians' attempt to thwart the killing of Jesus by the Jews. As if he really went up to Heaven, body and all. But that's fine, because as I sit here, choking on this flavorless, dry piece of Matzo, I'll let you all believe that hoax.

Tomorrow, as in the Greek tradition, this Jewish New Yorker will be roasting a lamb, making lemon roasted potatoes, preparing village sausages, a veal stew, Greek orzo and a cheese pie for my pookie's family. I have to tell you though, rat poison is hard to find this time of year. But as always, I have prevailed.

So to all of you hoax believers, a Happy Easter to you and your families!!!!!

And remember, the Jews killed Jesus, even if he allegedly rose three little days later.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-42103496869859362762007-04-05T16:10:00.000-04:002007-04-05T16:15:11.313-04:00All good things.....So my ex-husband just got engaged and I thought I would give the lucky groom an engagement gift, you know, a little advice in the hopes of making the nuptials run smoother this time around. So here's my list on how to build a happy, successful marriage.

1. Hitting, shoving, punching, choking, and throwing things at your wife are not the best ways to show affection. Hard to believe, BUT TAKE MY WORD FOR IT.

2. Calling your wife a whore, a piece of shit and telling her you miss having sex with other women are not the kind of tender endearments Hallmark is talking about.

3. Secretly taping sex acts on your honeymoon won't go over well with your new bride. I know, it sounds crazy, but really, it's not.

4. If your single, overbearing mother starts to suddenly get sick at all of your major events, i.e. the meeting of the parents, the engagement party, the bridal shower, the wedding, your honeymoon, trips you have planned with your wife, please PLEASE please believe me this time that she's faking it.

5. If you're in the middle of having sex with your new wife on a Saturday afternoon, and your mother calls you repeatedly, over and over and OVER again until you answer the phone in the middle of having sex, maybe this time you should finally tell her that ONE PHONE CALL IS SUFFICIENT AND THAT YOU WILL GET BACK TO HER AFTER YOU AND YOUR WIFE HAVE SHOT YOUR LOADS. Because she did the same thing last week, and the week before, and the week before that, and it's tiring getting it back up.

6. Throwing your wife out of a hotel room with her things, in a foreign country, when she has no money, after hitting her and screaming at her because she asked you not to tell your mom something private (when right there in the hotel room on the phone with your mom, you totally spill the beans AND tell your mom that your wife specifically asked you not to say anything and an argument ensues) might be illegal in that country. This time.

7. If your wife gets home from work two hours after you do, and starts to make dinner and asks you to set the table, asking her "why she can't fucking cook one fucking meal on her fucking own" is not a nice way to start the evening. Oh, and if she kisses your forehead when she comes in, wiping the kiss away in disgust is NOT NICE.

8. Let your wife have contact with her family. Really. They exist, even after you're married, no matter how much you wish they didn't. The Jedi Mind Trick doesn't work here.

9. Make friends outside of your immediate family and let your wife have friends outside of your immediate family. You might have some fun that doesn't involve the telling, re-telling and re-re-telling of family stories.

10. Don't throw your wife out of the car in the middle of a residential area and screech away only to end up at your mother's house. And maybe, just maybe, this time you should advise your mother not to call your seething - WALKING - wife to tell her not to tell anyone in her family about this minor, itty bitty little event. Oh, and while you're at your mom's house, you might also want to refrain from telling your mother every single word your wife has ever uttered to you in total confidence.

I mean, these tips might not be for everyone, but please feel free to pick and choose any ten of the ten above. CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-12016866282916861892007-03-21T15:34:00.000-04:002007-03-21T15:36:15.159-04:00There are no stupid questions, only stupid men"You know, the best sex a man can have is a really good hand job. I mean, when the girl knows what she's doing, you can just sit back, relax, and enjoy. She can control the motion, the pressure, the slickness, the speed. It really doesn't get much better...But then, the blowjob is also pretty good, if the girl has some talent, that's really important. Not much tops a good blowjob, I guess, unless you're having sex and the girl is on top. I mean, a girl that can ride like a cowboy while you lay there and enjoy is hard to beat, watching her move and have her way with you.....By the way, what's the best kind of sex a girl can have?"

"Alone."My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-35614583073308528532007-02-19T12:11:00.000-05:002007-02-19T12:13:22.717-05:00Ride me Big....SheldonI was having a conversation the other day with a male friend of mine about dirty talk. He claimed to be too embarrassed to dirty talk in bed because he thought that would only open him up to ridicule.

I asked what he meant by that, to which he succinctly replied, "Women talk to each other. And laugh at us. And I'm not going to be that guy."

And I found that odd. Of course women talk and laugh at men and the various foibles they go through in the bedroom. Let's be serious here.

Men talk to each other. Not necessarily to laugh at the girl, but you know, in that macho wacho, "Yeah, I fucked her good" caveman speak they have. Men talk about women in a way that bolsters their virility, creating a story that highlights their prowess.

But I think in reality, women will only ridicule a guy if she's not really that interested in him, no matter what he does. For example, if he takes her to a fancy restaurant on the first date, she'll think he's trying too hard and call him a loser. But if she really likes him, she'll tell her friends he's awesome.

So if a girl is having sex with a guy she's not emotionally attached to, (and yes, it's true, women DO have casual sex) she might laugh at him a little. Ok, fine, she'll destroy him and make him the butt of all her inside jokes with her friends and he'll forever be known as The Freaky Dirty Talking Guy, or the Guy That Wore a Diaper, or the Hey Let's Invite Fido in to Lick Peanut Butter Off My Balls While We Screw Guy.

But on the flip side, if she does like him, he could probably do no wrong in the bedroom. I think it's more a matter of the feelings two people have for each other rather than the actual actions that go on in the bedroom that determine a woman's loose lips.

Unless of course the guy wants to talk dirty. I mean, wearing a diaper or having a dog lick your balls during sex is one thing, but dirty talk? That guy clearly has some serious issues.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-59627939096917450492007-02-15T07:12:00.000-05:002007-02-15T10:34:09.160-05:00BFs 4 Eva'So I managed another foray out into Athens in the desperate attempt to make some friends. I joined a group of expats on Yahoo who actually go out and DO things. And by DO things I mean they get drunk and eat Thai food. A match made in heaven.

So I show up to the local Hard Rock on Saturday night, with my boyfriend in tow, because "God knows who these people are!!!!" and "It sounds to me like it's just a group to facilitate casual sex!!!"

Turns out the group is mainly comprised of English people. Now, I don't know too many English, but I've always been a fan. I mean why not? Great accents, razor sharp humor, some good movies (Love Actually). Hey, let's all be friends!

From what I've seen of the English in New York, they're usually drinking it up, falling all over the place, singing for no particular reason, and basically doing anything they feel like. Pretty much my kind of people.

Apparently, the English are not fans. Oh no, not fans of the Yippee Ka-yey Americanos. Nope.

"Ohhhhhhh, you're American? Let me guess, New York?"

You know, said with that condescending Thurston Howell III clenched-tooth underbite. The whole "Muffy, dahling, how on earth are we going to get off this island? And where are my bloody cucumber sandwiches?!"

"So, what do you do here?"

"Well, right now I'm a desperate housegirlfriend, but I'm looking for a job and some Greek lessons."

"Oh, how nice for you to have absolutely nothing whatsoever to do all day. I think I know some American girls who live in your town and also do nothing all day. I should introduce you, it would seem you have a lot in common."

"Wow, so charm school is required in England, huh? Valedictorian, were you?"

"Yes, well most Greek lessons are at night, because the people that come here generally have to work during the day. Not that you have that problem. But I'm sure you'll find something. The University offers classes, and it's not that expensive, although from the looks of it, money doesn't seem to be an issue for you or your boyfriend."

"I think you and I should exchange Best-Friend charms, because really, I haven't felt this kind of love since my ex-husband tossed me across the room and called me a whore. Come here and give me a hug!"

Instead of trying to make friends, I'm probably better off sitting on the corner, dousing myself in gasoline and setting myself on fire. Not that anyone would notice such an everyday event anyway.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-34969429524252359982007-02-14T07:18:00.000-05:002007-02-14T07:50:14.182-05:00Valentine's Day, boo hoo, here's a box of tissue, you big babySo I woke up this morning and realized it's Valentine's Day. Actually, I knew Valentine's Day was approaching because Spawn, my darling baby sister, has been on the phone with me for the past week screaming various threats and epithets about her boyfriend and his, how shall I put this delicately, um, lack of interest in the holiday.

I, of course, am of the school of "Valentine's Day is a bunch of Hallmark malarkey" while on the inside secretly hoping for someone, ANYONE, to send me carnations soaked in red food dye, or some pastel colored, heart shaped candy with inane, meaningless sayings, or even some drug store chocolate whose aftertaste can only be washed away with gasoline. You know, I'm a real romantic. Just don't tell anyone.

Here in Greece, the holiday is a non-event. And so, there are very few women and sensitive men sitting around at home, lamenting their singledom. Unlike my sister's boyfriend, who is scrambling, as we speak, to avoid the hot poker she will repeatedly stab him in the neck with if he doesn't do something to appease her Valentine's Day beast.

Ahhh, to be 21 again and actually give a shit.

Anyway, I wanted to wish all of you who care a happy Valentine's Day and not to be sad today if you're alone. You were probably alone last night, and you'll probably be alone tomorrow night, so really, there's no need to be dramatic about it today.

And remember everyone, the Jews killed Jesus. And probably St. Valentine. You might be next.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-1169929199162315022007-01-27T15:16:00.000-05:002007-01-27T15:19:59.276-05:00There's something almost precious about starting anewSo my things finally arrived in Greece, approximately three months after I arrived, and approximately two months LATER than they were supposed to arrive.

Of course, I want to thank the worthless, good for nothing workers at the Greek docks who decided to partake in their annual Christmas strike.

Thanks guys!!! I loved living with patio furniture and four sweaters for three months, really. Brought back college memories. You guys are great. I hope a rabid dog chews off your nuts so you can't reproduce using your inferior genes.

The good news is, my furniture fits in the apartment. The even better news is I found out that I totally overpaid for shipping. Isn't that great?!

When shipping things abroad, for those of you who may not know, you pay by the square foot. And the shipping companies will generally recommend you have your things packed by them, you know, "because of customs and issues that may arise...."

Of course, when I unpacked my alleged 430 square feet of goods the moving company insisted I had, I realized that approximately 150 of that was empty space. Not packing paper or bubble wrap. Oh no. 150 square feet at over $13.00 a foot. DO THE MATH.

I actually enjoy getting sodomized without lube. I find it rather novel; a unique experience unlike any other. I highly recommend it to those of you with nothing to do on a random Saturday night. Come on, live a little.

Vaseline? No, no thanks. None for me!!! I like to bleed from the ass. Reminds me of the good old law firm days.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-1167996497334453042007-01-05T05:40:00.000-05:002007-01-05T10:35:02.633-05:00Betty Crocker has opened a can of whip-assSince sacrificing myself on the altar of domesticity, I have realized a number of things. First of all, "take out" is not one of the four major food groups. As such, I have discovered that I can actually cook. Which is relatively surprising because two months ago was the first time I ever used an oven. I'm 31 years old. This, this is sad.

I have learned that it takes about seventeen times longer to make a meal than to eat it. And about twelve times longer to clean up after. We're talking a 17:1:12 ratio. This is simply poor time management; the opportunity cost is way off. Especially when the alternative is a three minute phone call, exchanging money for food, eating, and then throwing everything away. A friendlier 1/17:1:1/12 ratio if you will.

I have learned that the fairies at the dry cleaners who spread sunshine and joy for only $.99 a shirt are not the only ones expected to know how to get wrinkles out of a button-down. I am expected to have fairy dust as well. It actually comes with my new iron.

I have learned that the killer dust that continues to cover every surface of my apartment no matter how many times a day I clean and how tightly I shut the windows is most likely nuclear clouds of radiation being blown around Europe from Chernobyl.

I have learned that the washing machine is actually not an evil contraption created by some crazed NASA scientist who's watched one too many episodes of Star Trek and is trying to send everyone through a worm hole.

And I have further learned that there are more than just "whites" and "everything else" when classifying clothing. Of course, gone are the days when the dry cleaning fairies would make that distinction for me....

I have learned that two people, for some strange reason, cannot subsist on only champagne, soy sauce packets, and granola, and that food shopping is an evolving, continuous chore that actually needs to be done more than once every never.

And most importantly, I have learned that I MUST FIND A JOB.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-1167651229345697392007-01-01T06:25:00.000-05:002007-01-01T06:59:25.220-05:00I'm too old to get home at 7 in the morning....Well, it's the new year, with promises of a whole slew of new resolutions, prayers, and intentions that will crash miserably to the ground and get washed away into the nearest sewer.

But until then, I want to wish you all happiness, health, fulfillment and love.

And don't forget, the Jews did kill Jesus.

Happy New Year everybody!!!My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://email@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-1167319549496884932006-12-28T10:22:00.000-05:002006-12-28T10:25:49.560-05:00Day 5,674,758,320Boyfriend still home with broken leg. Doctor predicts cast to stay on for another month.

Prospect of spending life in maximum security Greek prison more and more appealing.My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com:blogger.com,1999:blog-11213474.post-1166868944083738692006-12-23T05:13:00.000-05:002006-12-23T05:15:44.113-05:00Ahhhh, the holidays....Well, it's the holiday season again everybody, and I wanted to wish all my friends and non-friends out in blog world a very Merry Christmas. And remember, the Jews killed Jesus.

And we'd do it again.

Ho ho ho!!!!!My Life Is God's Comic Striphttp://firstname.lastname@example.com