| Saturday, March 05, 2005 posted by copernicus on 3/05/2005 10:45:00 AM |
"My name is Allison, And i have a large clitoris"  I got a visit from a childhood friend a little while ago. Allie, I'm pretty sure there are some pictures of her in my blog's photo album. And I know I've mentioned Allie's..Uhm, classic blonde ditzyness. Of course, Allie isn't stupid. Not by a long shot. For starters, she's a musical genius. And as it turns out, much to my surprise, pretty damn good with numbers. Okay, now that one came as a shock to me. Came as a shock to her. But, she IS a ditz. And i love her. She is my most loyal friend. No one has ever come close to her level of understanding, compassion or unconditional love. But once again, she IS a ditz. And that is taken to the extreme when she drinks, as you can imagine. And your probably wondering what the hell the quote on the top is all about. Well, Me, Allie and Jaime went out for a few drinks and a few games of pool on the second night she was here. We found this place called Bennigans. It was a restuarant and bar with 2 levels. Except that the 2nd level appeared to never be in use. Conveniently, thats where they kept the 2 pool tables, which we had all to ourselves. The bummer part was the bar that was open was downstairs. You can imagine how difficult it is to carry up three pint glasses of beer up a flight of stairs drunk. Being a waitress, i had an advantage. But i still lost a lot of alcohol. *sniff* Brave little guys.  I was trying to concentrate on the game, so i wasnt talking much, but every few minutes, the conversation between Jamie and Allie turned to sex. At some point, Allie admitted that her boyfriend said she had a large clit. At which point, she stood up and said "My name is Allison and i have a large clitoris". Jaime laughed so hard at this odd comment that he spit his beer out and up to his face. He stumbled off to the bathroom to clean up. For the record, i've seen it, and she does NOT have a large clitoris. Its perfectly normal. She was also convinced that our waiter was Frodo. Everytime he came and went she'd call him Elijah. Pretty soon, she was crawling on the floor under the pool table, grabbing my foot and saying "Prrreeeeeshhhus!", and i was on top of the tables, hitting my head on the street sign decorations. As far as i know, Jaime remained with his feet on the floor.  We stopped in a few sex shops, as is the custom with Allie and me. And eventually made it home. Allie threw her birth control pills at me, fell on the floor a few times and harrased me ENDLESSLY as i tried to write out a post. "Moooooollllllyyy! Come and cuddle with me!!!!" "Mooooolllllyyyy, paint my toenails!!!" "Mooolllllyyyy! Moooolllllyy! Mooolllllllyyy!" I was sober by this time, so it wasnt nearly as cute. Somehow, i was the first one sober. I'll never figure that one out. It was so quiet once she passed out. So very quiet. The next day, Allie woke up with a wicked hangover, which she isn't used to. And that pretty much killed her desire to drink any more that trip. It usually takes a few days, but she drank her 4 day limit in a few hours. Thats my girl. |
| Thursday, February 10, 2005 posted by copernicus on 2/10/2005 12:30:00 PM |
Just a quick post to aknowledge Gurg's apology, which I accept based on 3 factors: 1. My name was listed first in his comic strip (intentional or not). 2. I got the crotch kick (even though what I believe I actually said was "I'm gonna kick that boy's ass"). 3. Because he went to all the trouble of making a comic strip just to apologize to the friends that he forgot. I want him to be very well aware that every night I was at home, I was sitting by my fire escape staring at my city, cursing the fact that somewhere out there my Gurg was roaming the streets without me. But I can certainly appreciate the city's ability to make you forget everything around you. I hope you had a good time, and I hope the next time you return you remember to check your email. On a side note, Jamie and I were standing in Times Square waiting for you to come strolling by. Much to our disappointment, you never showed. Dare I ask if you even had a drink in honor of your long lost drinking buddy? I hope your excuse for not checking your email was that the 3 hotties you had in bed overpowered you and were pulling you back as you desperately tried to reach the computer. Its the only reason I'll accept. |
| Wednesday, November 03, 2004 posted by copernicus on 11/03/2004 09:19:00 PM |
IGNORANCE IS BLISS: BUSH/CHENEY '04
Another 4 Years of Simulated Freedom I am not even sure what to say right now. *Heavy sigh* At least Bin Laden is safe for another 4 years. The American people may not be so lucky, however. I am just so disappointed. How can people be okay with another 4 years of moronic quotes and bad decisions? I mean, honestly, did people vote for him just for the entertainment value? I know he says some pretty entertaining things sometimes, but damn! He can sound just as stupid as a FORMER President as he does as the current one. And so i wave, reluctantly, goodbye to Kerry, Teresa and the hope for a better America. I find comfort only in knowing that if we don't get blown up in the next 4 years, Hillary will be running in 2008. Oh yea baby, then its 4 more years of Bubba. Only this time, he's got all the benefits without any of the responsibilities. It'll be like the playboy mansion over there. Well, thats what I'm rooting for anyway. I want our party animal ex president back in the White House, if only as a First Man. Actually, ESPECIALLY as a First Man. Its a shame America will never get to know Teresa Heinz Kerry as First Lady. That one has some spunk. Sure, she is money-hungry and probably lacks in the morals department, but then again, isn't that ALL politicians? Any woman that tells the press to "Fuck Off" is okay by me. America is missing out on some funk, though. Oh well, I knew it was coming. I had spent the time preparing myself for it. That didn't stop me, however, from collapsing to my knees in front of my customers the other night as i watched Bush's points grow. Its okay...They felt my pain. And at 5 a.m. this morning, i resigned myself to sleep, hoping against everything that it wouldn't be Bush's acceptance speech i would wake to. But, alas, i forgot that not everyone in America thinks. *Angry Sigh* Well, now i am just getting all uppity again. On a lighter note..... I have my metting with the co-op board tomorrow, and if all goes well, i'll be moving into my first apartment on Friday. And i'll be able to wake up every morning, go to my window, and see across the water my beautiful downtown Manhattan. If I can't visit it as often as I like, at least i'll be able to view it's splendor over a cup of coffee. Goodnight everyone. |
| Monday, September 27, 2004 posted by copernicus on 9/27/2004 02:39:00 AM |
Dear Blogging world:
Please keep me in your thoughts. I could use your support right now. Thank you. |
| Tuesday, August 17, 2004 posted by copernicus on 8/17/2004 06:33:00 PM |
GOD HELP ME
I am asking that everybody please keep their fingers crossed that at some point in the next few days my hangover from hell will dissapate, that I'll no longer be nasueus, hurtling baby-gates to get to the bathroom in time, that when I stand up, I won't feel like somebody's dropping rocks on my head and that my body will once again coordinate itself with my mind. I'm looking right at you, Gurg. -Molly- |
| Monday, August 16, 2004 posted by copernicus on 8/16/2004 02:06:00 AM |
I wish I was actually on the computer to make a post right now, but I'm merely dictating to let those out there know I'm still alive.
Cross your fingers that I get online tomorrow. I miss you blogging world. -Molly- |
| Saturday, July 10, 2004 posted by copernicus on 7/10/2004 02:16:00 AM |
The computer I'm on won't let me leave comments, so I had to make a post letting you know that I was your 2,000th visitor.
Congrats, -Jamie- |
| Monday, April 19, 2004 posted by copernicus on 4/19/2004 08:58:00 PM |
Hello all,
Molly asked me to make this post for her to let you know that her computer has a virus and is temporarily out of commission. She can't post or check her emails, so please be patient and she'll respond as soon as she can. She's also sequestered me for the purpose of reading her favorite blogs to her over the phone, so don't worry, she will be keeping tabs on the goings-on of the blog world. Thanks, -Jamie- |
| Friday, April 02, 2004 posted by copernicus on 4/02/2004 05:43:00 PM |
| Thursday, November 13, 2003 posted by 2LiveJew on 11/13/2003 09:22:00 PM |
*CLICK ON PICTURES FOR FULL SIZE VERSION*
The play is done; the curtain drops, Slow falling to the prompters bell A moment yet the actor stops And looks around to say farewell. It is an irksome word and task: And when hes laughed and said his say He shows, as he removes the mask, A face thats anything but gay. --William Makepeace Thackeray I have found in my life, that I spend a lot of time running. running from people, places, problems. And there is one person in particular that I have spent a lot of my time trying to get rid of. And then, as if by lightning, I was hit with the realization that I will never be rid of that person. That they are part of me. A bad part at times, perhaps, but a part all the same. Her name is Callisto and she is disliked by most of my friends and family. A bad influence, they say. and I suppose they are right. But she is the rock inside me. the voice that says "stay strong. you can get through anything." She has a good heart when you get down to it, but she tries to show the world she is made of stone. Sometimes she is a little bitchy, more often than not she is a little too bad, and she is always a pain in the ass. But she is my best friend, my confidant. she knows all my inner demons, and she thinks no less of me for them. After years without her in my life, I was a little startled, but not completely surprised to meet her in a bar in NY. I was out having a few drinks with my boss after work a week or so before Halloween when she showed up. Classy and charming she strolled right over to me and took hold. I had not realized how much I had missed her until that moment. And I decided that there had to be a way to meld our two personalities together to create a perfect balance. I had to invite her out for Halloween then. And although the plan originally included only me and my sister at NY's freaky Village parade, it turned out quite differently. Not only did we miss the parade and now have Callisto with us, we also gained a 4th person, who for the sake of this websight asked to go by the name "Duke," or something "Manly." Duke it is. And instead of bar-hopping, we stuck to just one Irish bar. Good thing too, as my weakling of a sister can't hold her liquor. We blame the flirtatious Bartender, Francis who kept feeding us free booze. Sometimes its good to be a woman. He was particularly taken by Katie. But the perfect lady, (well, as much of a lady as you can be when your smashed) she showed him her engagement ring and in fact wouldn't shut up about her Fiancé, A.B, Yes Katie, we all know you love him; sheesh. I am quite the fan of Cosmopolitans, as you might have noticed from the title of this blog. (Thank you Davey). Callisto is much more of a Martini girl. Actually, they are both quite similar except that one is Pink. Well, there is more too it than that, but you get the idea. Anyways, Cally was loving her cosmos that night. 
That's her. Man, I want that hair. Anyways, that's an empty glass she is holding. It held a Cosmo at one point. Later, I would spill one. A few minutes later, Katie would spill her Appletini. Now, "Duke" can be quite a handful. Good guy though. Dirty mind, very silly. 
Cally took an instant liking to him. Of course, after a few cosmos, she loved him! 
He doesn't seem to be too miserable either. Katie went as an Angel... an angel in a mini skirt. 
That is my sister there. Isn't she beautiful. Actually its funny b/c Katie doesn't really like Callisto. Well, it isn't so much that she doesn't like her. Its just that she worries for me. That is her job I suppose. Oh this is Francis, by the way... 
and there he is again... 
this is some dude... 
Scary. I don't know his name. I think Katie remembers it. I gotta tell you, I am surprised she remembers anything. Now me, when I drink I lose hours at a time. I wish I didn't sometimes... then again, other times I am glad I have this. Its quite convenient. Anyways, so that was it really. We left the bar much too early and I went home to sleep off my booze. Callisto and I have been spending more time together, and while I am enjoying it, I cannot help but feel like I did when I was 17. And this is some scary stuff. |