Checking in, checking out, checking in, and certainly NOT checking back in HERE

"Jennifer lemme tell you this story... I had some guests staying at the L Hotel last night. At some ungodly hour, this guy was drunk and bipolar and started beating the shit out of the girl he was with and having a psychotic episode. He was arrested and then brought to the psych ward at the local hospital. The girl drove home to NY after this incident last night. They checked him out today because they couldn't keep him for insurance reasons w/e, but wouldn't allow him to drive himself home or release him on his own, so he had to have his father drive in from NY and then the girl that left last night took the crazy kids keys and they've been trying to get the car going all day and his keys are being overnighted to him and won't be here til the morning and they're looking for a cheap room for tonight... can you help them? like under a $100?"


........................WHAT


let's look at this logically.



you want me to:
1.) sell a room for motel rates when we are selling at over $300 tonight
2.) put my guests in danger of being attacked by this guy ... we could be sued? no?
3.) myself in danger since I'm the only one working here


?? really ?? are you crazy too?

He may have been checking in and out of lots of places recently, but my Marriott shall not be one of them. Anddd this is why you're the VALET manager, not the HOTEL manager. Buenos noches, nutjobS. :-P

Lucky Bastards

Currently, I am blogging from work, hungover off my usual 4 beers since Patriot Place got the best of me, yet I'm doing some great math this morning in my fog...


There are approximately 204 people sleeping above me.

And I hate every one of them.

where are you going? by dave mathews sung in my head

I'm currently blogging via blackberry on my train ride to work. Todays feature: china man. We'll call him cm for short.

Where are you always going, cm? I see you everyday with your plastic shopping bag filled with fruit for lunch and what looks like iced tea.

Cm and I always sit across from each other on the train of course. We both like the end sseat, and I like familiarity. Where do you get those newspapers writtwn in chinese? I like when you look down at your dirty black sneakers and I wonder if you're going to work or you just like your kicks the way they are?

Have a great day, cm. From your creepy watcher across the way on the red line<3

Missed trains and things of the like.

Strangers, friends, missed connections, empty soda bottles, heroin needles... you just never know what you're going to come across on public transportation. You see, I take the T into Boston for work everyday now. Each morning I hustle up about 80 steps in my high heels carrying my iced coffee and making a mad dash for the Alewife train that's without a doubt going to pull away as I approach the doors.

So I strut over to the benches on the platform, angry at myself for having to have listened to the last chorus of Kristina Debarge's song "Goodbye" in my car in the parking garage.

People reading newspapers, listening to their iPod, picking through trash, staring at you, pacing... do you ever wonder what these strangers have on their plate today? What they're thinking? Where they're from? If they're contemplating suicide? Thinking about their wedding that's coming up next weekend?

It's such a strange concept if you really think about it.

Two days ago, an African American couple sat next to me on the morning T with their son in his stroller. He must have been about 1 or 2 years old. They were a rather young couple and they were listening to rap music via their cell phone's speaker. I began to wonder... was this just another case of an unwanted pregnancy? Were they happy together? Married? Engaged? Or just two individuals hating their lives and how irresponsible they were?

Yesterday, an older woman boarded the crowded T I was on. With no seats left, the woman looked around... seemingly pissed off and bitter, as most old people are. A gentleman got up and offered his seat to her. Granny didn't even say "thank you!" In fact, she snarled at him. That really pissed me off.

One thing I've noticed about Asian people is they have really thick toenails. Yes, it's really gross that I noticed that. But hey, it happened. Why is this?

The other day, a Dorchester day camp field trip group boarded my train with their staff members. They had no manners and were falling on top of me the whole ride on the green line.

Then, there is that small occasion that you lock eyes with a complete (seemingly normal) stranger, give them that sort of polite smile, and look away.

That interaction is written about so so so many times on Craigslist under the "Missed Connections" sections. Yes, I'm a freak and I read them. Yes, there are many times (especially now being in Boston daily) that I think it could be about me. It's not hard to fit the criteria of a brunette girl riding the green line and getting off at a certain stop at a certain time of day.

Why must these posts be necessary? Why is it SO taboo to just strike up a conversation with a stranger? You could meet your new best friend joking about how the train cart that's attached to yours sounds like it's going to snap off and derail... but hey, I guess we'll never meet. Nice not knowing ya!

If I had a million dollars...

If I had a million dollars... well, I wouldn't be making this wish list here on my blog. Ha.

So I've started my new job working for Marriott in Boston @ Copley Square and I absolutely love everything about it. The people, the location, the $$$... but I do not, however, love that I work with two men who are far more stylish than I am. Yes these two men are gay. And they are the most well dressed men I have ever seen. It's just fabulous!

Yesterday we were chatting about how now that I live in Boston, I need a few things...

*Blackberry cell
*Burberry hand bag
*Dolce and Gabanna sunglasses
etc etc

Normally, I am not a materialistic person at all. However, I wouldn't HATE all of the above? I mean who would, right? So now I find myself online browsing for all of these things.


So now I've got my new car<3, new job in the city<3 and the above things to come in the near future I think. In the fall or winter, Kaleigh and I are getting a place in Boston. Apartment: check! Then shortly after, I'm thinking of buying a dog. Life is falling into place<3


Then, on top of feeling on top of the world lately, my birthday weekend is coming up! This year will be different however. As a single newly legal 21 year old last summer, I hardly remember any of my birthday celebrations in Boston due to the large amounts of beers consumed that were bought by large amounts of men who didn't stand a chance at me remembering their name... or face for that matter. But this year, Josh is planning fun things for my birthday :) It's nice having a boyfriend again... He won't tell me what we are doing but I know that it's an all morning/afternoon plan with just him in the city, and then at night we're going out with my friends in town. Then he said not to make any plans on the day after my birthday, which I think smells like Red Sox tickets? ;) But who knows.

Brian just told me he has VIP tickets to Keith Urban and TAYLOR SWIFT the weekend after my birthday!!!!!!!!!! UMMMM...... EXCUSE ME WHILE I RUN AROUND SCREAMING IN EXCITEMENT.





...ok I'm done. Enough rambling. In short: life is good today.

Alumni?

I just got scolded that my house is not a "UMass Dorm" and I should never do that again...


Hmm... I didn't realize having two of your best guy friends over for a night in watching He's Just Not That Into You was the equivalent of a rager...

weird.

Ella ellla eh ehhh...

"Let a smile be your umbrella on a rainy day."



:)

Pay It Forward

Tonight after work Todd and I went out for a drink at a martini bar in Newport. Sitting there, a woman kept bumping into me from behind, but I didn't mind. Chalk it up to being drunk. Here's to you! But soon after, she came over to say hello. I then thought, "hmm, she's not so bad after all..."

We began chatting and at a brief pause in conversation, I noticed something she had on her wrist as she sipped her pomegranate martini. A beautiful beaded red bracelet, which looked gorgeous on her tan wrist. Of course I commented and told her I loved it because that's how I am!

She then proceeded to take it off of her wrist, and with a huge smile, slipped it on MY wrist. She told me that she was paying it forward, and I would have to too. "Bead for Life."

I said, "what does this all mean? Are you sure you want to GIVE me your bracelet?!" She explained that she spent time in Belize and Uganda, and that Ugandan women make bracelets out of recycled paper. She was rather intoxicated and apologized for her demeanor, and I told her not to worry and that I would check out the bracelet's website as soon as I got home. I assured her that she had stumbled upon the right person to have given this bracelet to, as I would later find out that this whole concept was VERY neat.

I went to the website http://www.beadforlife.org/index.html when I got home tonight. Come to find out, Bead For Life is an organization of Ugandan women who create beautiful jewelry out of recycled paper and by doing so, eradicate extreme poverty by creating bridges of understanding between African women and concerned world citizens.

By accepting this bracelet from this woman, Maria, I am therefore accepting the task of telling the world about this organization and how women in Uganda depend on this job as a means of supporting their family, sending their children to school, providing food for their loved ones, receiving medical care, etc etc.

It was such a beautiful thing to be able to share this experience with this random woman tonight at the bar, and I am honored to be wearing this beaded Ugandan bracelet tonight. I look forward to the time when some stranger at a bar says to me, "I like your bracelet!" and it will then be MY duty to slip it on HER hand and explain to her what meaning it has behind it.

So in conclusion:

Pay it forward.

xo J

"The Front Desk Agent"

D you'll like this one-


Not sure who wrote it but I found it on Facebook in the group "You Know You've Worked in Hotels When..."

"I am a Front Desk Agent"

I have advanced degrees in Accounting, Public Relations, Marketing, Business, Computer Science, Civil Engineering, and Swahili. I can also read minds.

Of course I have the reservation that you booked six years ago even though you don't have the confirmation number and you think it was made under a name that starts with "S".

It is completely my fault that the blizzard shut down the airport and you have to sleep in a warm king-size bed while 5000 of your co-travellers are sleeping in benches at the airport. I am sorry.


It is not a problem for me to give you seven connecting, non-smoking, poolside suites with two king beds in each, four rollaways, 3 cribs, and yes, I can install a wet bar. I know it is my fault that we do not have a helicopter landing pad.

I am a Front Desk Agent. I am expected to speak all languages fluently. It is obvious to me that when you booked your reservation for Friday on the weekend we're sold out that you really meant Saturday. My company has entrusted me with all financial information and decisions, and yes, I am lying to you when I say we have no more rooms available. It is not a problem for me to quickly construct several more guest rooms. THIS time I will not forget the helicopter landing pad. And it is my fault that everyone wanted to stay here. I should have known you were coming in, even though you had no reservation. After all, you stay at our brand of hotel all the time, 300 nights a year, and this is only the first time you've ever been to our city.

I am a front desk agent. I am quite capable of checking three people in, two people out, taking five reservations, answering fifteen incoming calls, delivering six bath towels to room 625, plunging the toilet in room 101, and restocking the supply of pool towels, all at the same time. Yes, I will be glad to call the van driver and tell him to drive over all the cars stuck in traffic because you've been waiting at the airport for 15 minutes and you've got jet lag.

I am a front desk agent, an operator, a bellhop, houseman, guest service representative, housekeeper, sales coordinator, information specialist, entertainment critic, restauranteur, stock broker, referee, janitor, computer technician, plumber, ice-breaker, postman, babysitter, dispatcher, laundry cleaner, lifeguard, electrician, ambassador, personal fitness trainer, fax expert, human jukebox, domestic abuse counselor, and verbal punching bag. Yes, I know room 112 is not answering their phone. And of course I have their travel itinerary so I know exactly where they went when they left here 9 hours ago, and what their cell phone number is.

I always know where to find the best vegetarian-kosher-Mongolian-barbecue restaurants. I know exactly what to see and do in this city in fifteen minutes without spending any money and without getting caught in traffic. I take personal blame for airline food, traffic jams, rental car flat tires, and the nation's economy.

I realize that you meant to book your reservation here. People often confuse us with the Galaxy Delight Motel, Antarctica. Of course I can "fit you in" and yes, you may have the special $1 rate because you are affiliated with the Hoboken Accounting and Bagel Club.

I am expected to smile, empathize, sympathize, console, condole, upsell, downsell (and know when to do which), perform, sing, dance, fix the printer, and tell your friends that you're here. And I know exactly where 613 Possum Trot Lane is in the Way Out There subdivision that they just built last week.

After all, I AM a Front Desk Agent!


...I think the part I've bolded most describes my life at OceanCliff Hotel on most weekends and occasionally some weeknights. Wouldn't you agree D? :) Oh hospitality... certainly builds character I'll tell ya that much!

Oh by the way: picking up my brand new car tomorrow ;) More to come on that... hehe

xo J

Tie dye that's to die for! :)

Hiiiiiii!


All you fellow bloggers: I know tie dye might seem a thing of the past, and believe me, I thought so too. Until my boyfriend finally converted me into the hippie that he is and now I'm absolutely in love with his work! He makes his own tie dyes pretty regularly and each batch usually includes a few for me :) (even pillowcases!)

Just wanted to post a link to his blog displaying some of his work:

http://jmagier.blogspot.com/

If any of you are interested in buying tees or even pillowcases, he can make them whatever colors you choose and it's a great idea for kids too :)

Check it out! He'd really appreciate it!

Thanks bloggersssssss! Hope all is well.

xo-

Jen

Commencement

Graduating college tomorrow. My God where did the time go? As psyched as I am to get the hell out of here and back to working and having money again, I'm gonna miss this stupid hippie town. Along with all of my friends... it will be strange to not be able to run across the quad barefoot to my friends places anymore (they all live within a rock's throw from my apartment!) Hmm... WEIRD.

Drip

It's hard to write a 20 page paper when tears fog up your eyes.




"Life aint always what it seem to be
Words cant express what you mean to me
Even though you're gone, we still a team
Through your family, I'll fulfill your dream
In the future, cant wait to see
If you open up the gates for me
Reminisce some time, the night they took my friend
Try to black it out, but it plays again
When it's real, feelings hard to conceal
Can't imagine all the pain I feel
Give anything to hear half your breath
I know you still living your life, after death..." -PuffDaddy

Not today- it's Mother's Day

Happy mother's day to all the momma's out there! Wish I was home with my mom... especially after everything that's going on back home :( I'm stuck here studying for 2 finals I have tomorrow, writing my 20 page neuroendocrinology dissertation, and creating an hour long PowerPoint presentation for it... yikes. I'll have to finish it all today so I can go home Tuesday for the wake, and the funeral's Wednesday. Some of the fam is flying back home from California for it all, so even though it's poor circumstances, it will be nice to see everyone.

When I take a break tonight I'm planning on starting to pack up my room here at UMass so I can bring some things home. I feel so old!

The fact that there is a House marathon on USA today is not going to help my productivity. heh

Quote of the day?
"I do not want to die... until I have faithfully made the most of my talent and cultivated the seed that was placed in me until the last small twig has grown." - Kathe Kollwitz,

Water Works

“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”




RIP Uncle Joe<3

Cuidado: Piso Mojado

So a few min ago, Garrett and I were @ Dunks w/ Chad and we were waving to my roommate Bennett who was at the drive thru... on our walk back to our table, the floor was wet and there was no "wet floor" sign: Garrett ate shit face first onto the floor, smashed his stomach/ribs/hip on the table, his sunglasses flew across the room... large iced coffee had the top come off and FLEW everywhere. I turned around, didn't see he was on the floor really, tripped OVER him, went flying.. smashed my knees on the ground, my coffee flew everywhere- in our shirts, on our heads.... my cell phone flew into the trash barrel (and I didn't find it for 10 minutes until the Dunks kid picked thru the trash and found it) and we just sat there on the ground in an ocean of iced coffee, puzzled. As everyone stared at us.

Karma's a bitch, well, sort of!

so with all the fuss about people saying "FML" (F My Life) and the fmylife.com website, when my girlfriend Elisa had an away message up on aim saying "My parents decided to have "family night" and get 4 EMC box seats behind home plate at the Sox game. They invited my boyfriend instead of me... FML." I figured it was just taken off the website and she thought it was comical. It turned out to be true, that her boyfriend Sean (my roomie!) was home working for her Mother for the day and they took him to the game instead of her. The game got rained out. F HIS life. aahahah love karma :) Sorry Seany.

Since there aren't any games on for me to watch tonight, I decided to pop the valedictorian drug and get some school work done. Waiting for it to kick in is the hardest part... so I figured I'd blog to kill some time.

Yesterday was a great day to be from Boston- in the words of Jerry T from barstoolsports.com:

"The Sox win. The Bruins win. The Celts win. I believe some Kenyans won something too. And it all happens on Patriots Day. One of those days when you’re glad you’re not living in Kansas City or Minnesota or New York or some other jerkwater sports town where this stuff never happens."

Going to UConn on Friday for their spring weekend. This will be my fourth consecutive year attending, and I'd say I probably have more love for UConn spring weekend than some of their actual students. Can't wait to see Julie and the girls, eat Srgt Pep's pizza 'til I wanna puke, drink 60 Natty Lights, anddd break some poor dudes' hearts. Oh college...

Anyone catch the Miss USA pageant the other night? (click here if not- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOa_9ftwlbM&feature=player_embedded ) What in the world was going on through Miss California's dumb blonde brain that night? For those of you who missed the action: Perez Hilton (gossip extroirdonaire from http://perezhilton.com/ who is homosexual in orientation) was on the judges panel and asked her, "With the recent legalization of same sex marriages in Vermont, do you think the rest of the US should legalize gay marriage?" ... her response? That she was raised that men and women are to get married, and that's how it should be. (All said with a smile of course.)
....ARE YOU NUTS? DO YOU WANT TO WIN???? Aren't those pageants all about world peace and what idiot people watching/judging want to hear?? Why wouldn't she suck it up and say what she thought Perez wanted to hear? This is why you lost. Not because you weren't pretty enough, or smart enough... but because you're an idiot. Period. I don't even feel bad.

I also wanted to rant about the Slumdog Millionaire star's dad trying to sell her but the wonderpill has kicked in and I wanna do my homework... all I can say is, what is the world coming to?!

Quote of the day:
"The good neighbor looks beyond the external accidents and discerns those inner qualities that make all men human, and therefore, brothers." -MLK Jr.


Lohmar- OUTTTTTTTT <3

just another manic monday

see more Lolcats and funny pictures


-got 3 hours of sleep
-the dog i've been dogsitting since friday ate an entire medium pizza while i was at class this morning and somehow dumped/ate it on my white down comforter and spilt garlic sauce all over the blanket and floor
-i brought the sheets in to the laundromat, and somehow a ton of rust got all over my blanket
-the laundromat manager said they'll dry clean it for me but somehow i don't think RUST comes out of fabric...


how's your day?

523

523. May 23rd. 2009. The end of the road. Goodbye western Mass, hello out on my ass. Ha, I mean... hello graduation from college! It seems like just yesterday I was leading my 7th grade spelling team into the championship... (stop laughing!!!) As the countdown is now in double digits, I have begun to wonder: What happens after May 23rd?

This summer I am going to "live the dream" one last time or something and be working in Newport again which is what I've loved most about my summers for the past 2 years. While most people who work there think I am nuts for loving my job so much, I don't see one reason why I shouldn't! Great co-workers, hilarious stress, strange birds coming in and out daily (sometimes LITERALLY birds...), and amazing nightlife that follows me punching out at the end of the day.

This past week I have been receiving phone calls from random numbers which I chose to let go to voicemail because I tend to give my number out at the bars WAY too often... I listened to my messages and remembered the 900 psych jobs I applied to on CareerBuilder.com over the past month. I have gotten a few phone calls and emails from The May Institute which is an amazing opportunity. MI has locations all around Massachusetts and in other states as well... and pays for their employees to get their masters degree in psychology at select universities, one of which is Northeastern! While I feel that it would be a great decision to call Polina back at extension 217 immediately, am I really ready to jump into a career in the psych field and go to grad school ALREADY??? I'm still 21. I'm still an [occasionally] irresponsible drunken kid! Is there some point in every college kid with a bachelor's degree's life that they wake up and say, "OK! I'm ready to sit in an office for the rest of my life making the big bucks! Bring it on!" ???

In the fall do I stay at home and get some hotel or psych job or something and live with Mum and Dad and save up my money to later on buy a sweet new car, a sick pad in Beantown, and pay for grad school? Do I immediately move to Boston and get a job there and live on my own so I don't go crazy? Should I have ALREADY applied to grad school? Should I go immediately? What the hell man. Some days I wish I had a crystal ball...

So sick so sick of being tired, and oh so tired of being sick!

So maybe one of you moms out there can help me out... can someone explain to me why the BLACK PLAGUE is going around UMass Amherst??? Seriously. I have had about 5 different illnesses over the past two weeks. It started off as a light cough, which I gladly attributed to my newly habitual marijuanna smoking. Then I got the stuffy nose/sore throat in the morning bologna. Then that went away. One day I'm fine, then the next morning I wake up with a fever and pounding migraine which I thought was a sinus headache, but no, I'm not "sinusy" on that day. Then I can't stop blowing my nose and hacking up a lung. Now I'm suffering from God-awful migraines that last hours on end and I'm nauseas as hell! How does one expect me to study for 4 exams and go to work when I feel like DEATH!!!!! And no, D, I'm NOT pregnant. <3


Someone fix me. Please. I can't take it anymoreeeeee.

Love, Sickling.

If winter ends...

The date is July 14th. A Saturday as a matter of fact... it's 82 degrees out. You know, that amazing mid-July weather where it's just hot enough to get a great tan and enjoy the warmth of the sun but not SO hot that you're dripping sweat like a popsicle does on the face, arms, etc of a toddler? Yea. It's that kind of day. It's 11am, and the party is just arriving. First to arrive of course is the family... Aunt Barbara and Ellen stumbling up the driveway carrying so much food and treats that they can't even see over the massive piles they're holding. I rush out the front door to assist them, when to my surprise I see that Babs has made her famous truffle! As the rest of the family arrives, I pop open my first Corona of the afternoon. Nothing says summer like a Corona with a lime. As my friends begin to arrive, some with more food [Michelle] yet most with styrofoam coolers filled to the brim, others toting massive coolers-on-wheels, I can't help but smile. My kinda friends... I lead them to the backyard where the deck is booming with people mingling, the grill is getting fired up, and wiffleball is about to begin. We choose teams and rush the field. My backyard is probably the most amazing wiffleball setup known to mankind. See, behind my house there is a pond. No maybe a reservouir? Who knows, who cares. All I know is that it's amazing for 3 things: ice skating, fishing (when you can get through all the weeds and it is fully stocked up with fish), and of course, a landmark for hitting homers from my backyard. Over the fence and into the "pond?" HOMER. No questions asked. You got it. My Dad and my Uncle Bill are probably the Home Run Kings of the field at our 508 abode, and since I haven't played since I was a tot... I plan to change that this summer. Anyways, the game starts. After a few base hits, I decide to give up my ambitions at a homer or 9 and decide to continue mingling. I can already see the tan lines appearing as my tank top strap gets moved aside as I run after my little cousins, and I can't help but smile. I grab another Corona... hell, make it two. Dad's got the first round of dogs and burgs just about done and Mom's bringing out the potato salad and buns. The UMass crew is of course setting up beirut and slip and slide on the other side of the deck. Of course checking for rocks first... I turn the TV on outside in the screened in deck... the Sox game is just about to start against the NY STANKEES. The music is blaring. Laughter fills the back yard. It's a beautiful day.





So for now I scream for the sunlight, or a car to take me anywhere. Just get me past this dead and eternal snow, cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly but its happening. And if the perfect summer is waiting somewhere, just take me there. Lie to me and tell me that it's gonna be OK...

All I Ever Need to Know In Life I Learned from Full House.

YOU GOT IT DUDE! Yep, Full House is my all time favorite show. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't catch double episodes of it at noon and 3pm everyday. Hell sometimes I even skip class to watch it... I think I've gotten more life lessons out of this corny show that I have out of my entire highschool and college career...


-Double the C double the S, and you'll always have "Success." I will never forget how to spell that freaking word.
-Never leave the keys in your car with an unattended child, as your car WILL get backed up accidentally through the kitchen wall.
-Do not starve yourself to look good for a pool party and then go to the gym not having eaten anything because you will faint. Way to go, Chipmunk Cheeks!
-Do not go skydiving on the day of your wedding because you need "one last adventure" because honey, the adventure is just BEGINNING! <3
-Pre-planned Clipboards of Fun do not always keep you on task... or on the right island.
-It is a bad idea to get into the car of 2 wreckless teenage boys you meet at the mall because you can and WILL be hospitalized. Sorry, Gia :(
-If you can't choose your best man, have two of them.
-It is advised to wear oven mits on your hands when coming down with the chicken pox.
-When trying to play spin the bottle at your 13th birthday party, make sure you close the vents.
-Pretending to like cars just because a guy you dig likes cars will not get you a hunky boyfriend. You will get hung up on.
-No matter how mad you are at a loved one, never go to bed angry.
-When babysitting, allowing a kid to watch Arachnophobia will shut him up.
-Even though it might seem like the right thing to do to keep a secret about a friend being abused at home, telling someone about it is the best thing you can do for them, even if they're mad at you for a while.
-When the boy you have a crush on is playing on the opposing team in baseball, him asking you to blow the game so HE can look good does NOT foreshadow an amazing future boyfriend.
-Sneaking into movies and lying to your dad will NOT increase your allowance by $2.50.
-When you catch your friends drinking outside of the school dance, do NOT hold the beer in your hand to make fun of them. You will get framed.

Lastly and most important... Always laugh at yourself before other people have the chance. If you can't laugh at yourself, life's going to seem a hell of a lot longer.

Randomness :)

WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? None right now! Just finished Friday Night Knitting Club

WHAT TIME IS IT NOW? 1:33pm

WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Don't have a mouse!

FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Sorry!

FAVORITE MAGAZINE? Cosmo and Women's Health

BABIES? Just my hamster :)

FAVORITE SMELL? Aqua de Gio Armani cologne

WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD? Hangover

FIRST THING YOU THINK OF IN THE MORNING? JUST TEN MORE MINUTESSSS!

HOW MANY RINGS BEFORE YOU ANSWER THE PHONE? Depends on if I love listening to my Taylor Swift ringtone ;)

FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? Not suurreee

FAVORITE COLOUR? Green

WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN YOUR LIFE? Happiness and success

FAVORITE FOOD! Steak and mashed potatoesss and buffalo chicken

IF YOU COULD PLAY AN INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Guitar or piano

DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST? Yup

SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL? Teddyy

WHAT TYPE WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? Nissan Maxima

WHO IS THE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO? My grandfathers and one grandma that I never had the chance to meet.

FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Beer or pinot grigio

WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR? Windshield Cleaner fluid, a beach chair, old textbooks I don't have the heart to throw away

DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI? Yes

IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB YOU WANTED WHAT WOULD IT BE? Psychiatrist... pharmacist...

EVER BEEN IN LOVE? 2.5 times

GLASS HALF EMPTY OR HALF FULL? Depends what's in it ;)

FAVORITE MOVIE? Jaws and Good Will Hunting

DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS? Yes

WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? Nothing!

WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST AMBITION? To be rich and happy and married with awesome kids!

WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST WEAKNESS? Commitment issues?

IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE WHERE WOULD IT BE? Not sure... I haven't been everywhere so I can decide my favoriteee... maybe on the Cape. or Hawaii but it's way too expensive to live there!

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING? probably my UMass sweatpants

BEACH, MOUNTAINS OR CITY? Beach

TECHNOLOGY OR ART? Art

COMEDY OR HORROR? Horror

FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX? Eyes, smile, and calves lol

FAVORITE TIME OF DAY? Probably around 8:00 when I can relax and just watch a movie

THE LAST CD YOU BOUGHT? No idea

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED? neck

WHAT'S MOST IMPORTANT, STRONG IN MIND OR STRONG IN BODY? Mind

WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? usually 7 since I have class

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN ITEM? My lime green teapot!

WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY? Pedestrians, people who can't drive, kids that talk during class, people that swear in front of children...

WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? Sports car

DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE? Yup

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SEASON? Summer but winter is good because it's hockey season!

IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT
BE? to be able to freeze time so I could get everything I need to do done! Or flyinggg!

DO YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? No, I don't think I want one

CAN YOU JUGGLE? I used to be able toooo

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DAY? Probably Thursday because I don't usually have to work and I know the weekends just around the corner :)

WHICH DO YOU PREFER SUSHI OR HAMBURGER? cheeseburgahh

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SOAP? Sandalwood

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MEAL? Steak, mashed potatoes, veggies, and a glass of pinot

IF YOU COULD TAKE A VACATION ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD
WHERE WOULD IT BE? Probably Fiji and Australia since the boys and Liane raved about it so much! :)

24 Hours to Live

Saw this in Maxim and thought it was neat- Thoughts on your last day on Earth:

SO HOW DO YOU WANT TO GO?
Accidental alcohol poisoning while tanning on a beach somewhere in a hot bikini... Live fast, die pretty.

WHICH SONG WILL PLAY FOR YOU IN HEAVEN?
"Only the Good Die Young" - Billy Joel

AND WHICH ONE PLAYS IN HELL?
"View from Heaven" - Yellowcard

WHAT BOOK DO YOU REGRET NOT FINISHING?
The Lovely Bones... andddd A Million Little Pieces

WHILE ALIVE, WHAT DID YOU SPEND MOST OF YOUR MONEY ON?
Credit card late fees, beer, beer...

WHO IN YOUR LIFE WOULD YOU HAVE MOST LIKED TO KICK IN THE EYE?
Mike Cevoli and stupid skankbag Regatta Place hoe.

WHAT WILL BE YOUR GREATEST LEGACY?
Probably being the friendliest most outgoing person in the universe. There's no such thing as strangers, just friends you haven't met yet<3

ANY REGRETS ABOUT BEING OUTSPOKEN?
Never. Anything I've ever said, I've meant.

WHEN WERE YOU THE HAPPIEST?
Either surfing in Hawaii orrrr, at our beach house we rented the summer after our senior year in high school.

NAME ONE THING YOU'RE GLAD YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TO DO AGAIN ON EARTH?
Walk to classes at UMass battling the snow, ice, and freezing wind all while carrying 100 pounds of books, binders, etc. while hungover and acquiring frost bite.

WHAT'S THE WILDEST THING YOU EVER DID WHILE YOU WERE ALIVE?
Surfing the beaches of Hawaii or hooking up with the lead singer of an amazing band :-X Bad idea? To each his own.

WHAT'S YOUR LAST MEAL?
Steak and mashed potatoes from Tresca in Boston with a glass of Pinot Grigio. And by glass, I mean bottle.

DO YOU HAVE A DEATHBED CONFESSION?
Dad, I wish you weren't the person you are today.

TO WHOM WOULD YOU WHISPER YOUR LAST GOODBYE?
My hero, Mum. <3



What would you do with only 24 hours? Weird to think about, eh?

Silly organ... who needs YOU anywayyy!

So I've spent more time in the Morton Hospital ER this weekend than I have in my entire life and late last night found out that my mom had to have her appendix out! Gah. But the surgery went well and she's recovering! The surgeon thinks she'll be able to come home today, so she's just waiting to hear from him and I'll be going to pick her up. Definitely sleeping for the rest of today!!!


Saturday Brian and I went to the B's game and sat FRONT ROWWWW! Big upgrade from our second row seats :) hehe... He's been so great to me through out the whole Mum thing! <3

Time for a nap before picking up Mum! Night!

XOXO

Winter break thus far, in photos..

So winter break has been pretty great. spent time @ the local bars and restaurants with my 3 best girls (above left to right: Julie, Michelle, Marissa, & myself).

Spent alot of time at D's with the kiddies :) here's Jake!

Had a few too many beers @ Stoneforge. (Riss, Tom, Me)


New Years Eve during a blizzard? No big deal. Still trekked to Boston to Andy's apartment with a pretty good crew, and the booze was anything but lacking...

(Above:) My best friend Alex and I ringing in the new year!

Josh, Jeremy and I!

So then I survived my hangover... Champagne was a bad choice, round 2. (You would think I would have learned after my 21st birthday that I had a lot of friends, but ANDRE is NOT one of them... Oops.)

Made my resolution of becoming more patient with people, life, and myself.

Yesterday Brian and I had 2nd row tickets to the Bruins game against Buffalooo! :D Peep these:

Warming up before the game.HD babyyySavard at faceoff.Speaking of too many beers... Brian and I haha
Milan Lucic a foot away from me<3


So that about sums it up so far. Football and Celts all day today... dinner and drinks with the gals tonight... and who knows what else. I need to go back to school and work... orrr maybe I'll just stay at home a little longer and keep livin' the dream... 8-)

<3 Jen