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I've joined the ranks of "Phans" all over the world.  It keeps me off the streets.  Glad to know that there are a group of people who don't think I'm out of my gourd -- well maybe I am but it's nice to be with like kind.  Kind of nice to be interacting with new people.  Lots of interesting people all over the world.   It's also making me write which is another good thing. 

I've also started going back to church or a facsimilie thereof.  My friends stated a "home" church.  Which is very intimate and fun.   As I say I'm glad that God keeps me on a short leash keeping me from wandering too far.  It's supposed to rain on Sunday so we're having our "church picnic" on the living room floor.  I was told "no ants."  The "congregation" of my ant farm is pretty disappointed.

Just posted my first Phantom RPG (role playing).  I forgot how much fun it is to write -- especially when you're pretending to be someone else.  I hope it didn't suck.

I took the express bus home from work today which usually takes 45 minutes.  Today it took two hours.  It was raining and there was a lot of traffic.  I got so sick.  Fortunately I had my Duane Reade bag to barf in and no one noticed.  It was so awful. 

Today I had my first official crappy day at work.  I had to, yet again, clean up the mess of my predecessor.  I had to input a check register on excel which should be easy except it was set up incorrectly and I don't know squat about excel.  It appears that no one in the office did either.  I was lucky to find out that one of our "tenants" is an accountant so she helped me.  The other thing which is starting to piss me off...Yesterday the printer broke down.  And my boss said "how did that happen."  They always ask the same f-ing question when something like that happens like they can't believe it.  Duh things wear out they break.  Then I was asked to scan in some documents so we could put together an agreement.  Child's play if the documents are "clean".  I've only tried explaining that to my boss a hundred times and nine times out of ten they have notes and crap all over the damn thing so it takes less time to re-type it.  Anyway I spent several hours repairing that document from hell.  And tomorrow I have to do more.  Since it's a different category I'm going to create a table which the asshole who was before me should have done.  Then again, I've yet to find a document that I haven't had to "repair".  On top of that I still felt sick.  Good excuse to eat a soft pretzel and a sugar cookie.  The last time I felt this sick I was pregnant -- no I'm not -- yes I'm sure I'm not Emily.*    The most funniest was my friend's e-mail wanting me to come to her Bible study tonight.  I've gone a couple of times and she's kind enough to provide us with dinner.  However she gave a preview of tonight's "menu" seafood Fra Diavlo and Pasta.  The thought of a tentacle in a plate -- get out another barf bag!

Broadway Cares/Equity Fights Aids

20th Annual Broadway
Flea Market And Grand Auction

Sunday, September 24, 2006
10AM To 7PM
Shubert Alley and West 44th Street

For full details go to http://www.broadwaycares.org/events/auction.cfm

Phabulous Phantom lots on offer -

Nope not this one.   (See below)

CONDUCT THE MUSIC OF THE NIGHT
Here is a chance for a musical fan to experience THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA from the pit! You'll:

Stand at the Conductor's podium and conduct the full orchestra for the exit music
Sit with the orchestra in the pit for the entire show
Have two rehearsals with the Musical Director
Have photos with the Musical Director and the Phantom
Receive 2 House Seats to watch the show (with the option to purchase more tickets)
Celebrate with dinner at a neighborhood restaurant
Go home with souvenir programs for you and your guests and a signed, autographed poster.

Please note that in order to preserve the artistic integrity of the performance, the Company of THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA reserves the right of refusal over any successful bid. If you have questions about this qualification, please contact BC/EFA before bidding.

COURTESY OF THE PRODUCERS with special thanks to David Caddick, David Lai, Robert Nolan and Craig Jacobs.

Current Pre-bid: $300.00: (Opening Pre-Bid)

Pretty please won't some wonderful person with lots of money bid on this one for me!!!  The money is going to a good cause and the prize to a better cause -- me!

A DAY WITH THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA
Here's your chance to truly experience "The Music Of The Night" as you join the legendary Broadway production of THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA for one unforgettable performance. Your experience will start with:

A tour of the backstage area of the Majestic Theatre
A rehearsal with the stage manager and dance captain
A costume fitting with the wardrobe department
A wig fitting with the hair department
Special make-up designed for you by the Phantom's make-up artist
A picture of you in your costume and make-up

Then, at the half-hour call backstage you will get into your costume and prepare for your Broadway debut when you'll:

Be escorted on stage by cast member Kris Koop during the Hannibal Opera sequence in the opening of the show.
Stay on stage until the Phantom causes the drop to fall down and then run off stage in the ensuing panic escorted by a cast member.
Hang out with the cast backstage for the rest of the show
Participate in the bows with the entire PHANTOM Company

Remember it all with:

4 seats for your friends to enjoy seeing you on Broadway (plus the opportunity to purchase additional tickets if needed)
An insert in your friends' souvenir programs with your name
A backstage tour for your four friends following the show
A photo with The Phantom and Christine
A photo with Raoul
Photos with various cast members
A celebratory dinner at a neighborhood restaurant

Please note that in order to preserve the artistic integrity of the performance, the Company of THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA reserves the right of refusal over any successful bid. If you have questions about this qualification, please contact BC/EFA before bidding. Any changes to the above information must be approved by Craig Jacobs.

COURTESY OF THE PRODUCERS, The Company of THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA with special thanks to Robert Nolan, Craig Jacobs, Kris Koop and Robert Strong Miller.

Current Pre-bid: $1,000.00: (Opening Pre-Bid)

You f*ing old fart.  The nerve saying that I'm coming in later and later is there a problem when I've been sitting here for over a 1/2 hour. (Duh I came in on time.) Maybe if you got up from your poker game long enough or acknowledged me when I say hello to you you'd notice.  You are an asshole.  I see why my predecessor couldn't stand you.  I don't expect to be here much longer anyway.  Boredom has taken over.  It's not enough money and I'm almost brain dead from sitting here.  And now I'm sitting and sitting and there's nothing to do so what -- even if I was late -- was so important that I had to be sitting at my desk.  I wish I could just ignore you but unfortunately you are the partner of the other guy the one I like.  You dumb shi*.  I really can't stand you.

So he finally skulked out of his office.  I guess his falsely accusing me in front of an audience who defended me (as she had a conversation with me when I walked in on time) made him realize that maybe (nah he's a lawyer) acted like an asshole.   Five minutes ago he asked me how my weekend was and I asked him how his was all cheerful ouch my head aches I was gritting my teeth so hard when I was smiling.  I made further inane conversation and then he went downstairs to gather some wool or ask the receptionist is she knew when his partner was coming in when his partner has been sitting in his office on the phone for hours!

where did the smileys go?

And to top if off Mr. Contrite came over and gave me a Snapple top for my son (he saves them because of the facts).  I hope he felt really really dumb because he deserved it.  One thing I will not tolerate is being falsely accused of something.  I have no problem admitting when I'm wrong but accuse me when I'm not...watch out!

Can you rename something on the computer for me?

You can do it yourself just right click on the mouse?

Where is right click? 

Right click on the mouse.

R-i-g-h-t c-l-i-c-k?

RIGHT CLICK ON THE MOUSE!!!

You don't have to yell.

Damn he's lucky I didn't throw something at him. But then again this is the same person who called me up frantic one day to tell me that something happened "to Microwave Soft you know the box with the little blue W?"

I'm tired even though I've been sleeping all day.  I have PMS.  I know big deal.  I was looking at my archives.  Scary because I actually said some things with substance.  What's happened to me anyway?  Have I become so brain dead, so friendless?  Actually most of my "friends" are on the other side of the world and all we talk about is POTO.  I know I need to get a life the problem is I don't know what kind of life I want to get.  I just found out that ipod has come out with a new model -- naturally more memory than mine.  And they aren't selling mine anymore which makes me wonder if it's a turkey.  Oops I'm looking at it right now hope it can't read.  Actually I love my ipod.  One of the few things that loves me back these days except for my son.  Unconditional love what a wonderful thing.  See no matter what people have thought over the years that's the one place I didn't screw up.

And the rest of my friends half way across the world and sprinkled in a few states I've never been to spend a lot of time on Pogo.

My sister-in-law gave birth to her third child the other day.  I went to see the baby in the hospital.  He was seven pounds three ounces.  I was actually nervous holding him.  I can't believe that my son was smaller than that then he was born.  Poor kid though.  They named him Felix!  Two college graduates with high paying jobs -- Felix!  So her grandmother died last month and her name began with an F.  If you're going by tradition it still won't be the same Hebrew name.  I hope he doesn't get beaten up in the school yard.  My son is calling him FedEx and my youngest niece keeps calling him Alex.  Maybe they'll finally get smart and use Ian -- his middle name.  Oh and they are having the bris next week.  I'm so glad I'll be working.  My husband wants to go.  I told him under no circumstances was he taking our son out of school.  I do not want my almost nine year old watch an innocent baby's whacker getting whacked.  Gross and barbaric.  Yes, my kid is circumsized (because I didn't want him to feel "different" than most American kids) but it was done in the hospital.  The night they did it I put him in bed next to me to sleep.  The nurse came in and said "don't put that baby in the bed you could roll over on him!"  "I'd never do that!" (And I never did.) He on the other hand is now almost as big as I am and if I'm napping with him he's constantly rolling over on me.  He's heavy!  Hard to believe he had his first bath in a stockpot!

still like to know what the hay he was thinking!

My not so evil twin has a blog on My Space.  Some guy just e-mailed me and asked me if I was single.  It made my night but I did reply "fraid not".  If only he knew I was old enough to be his mother. 

I never would have guessed in a million years that you read my blog.  I didn't even think you knew I existed.  Wow.  Maybe I do have something to say.  Then again it could just be comic relief.

You stood me up again without a phone call.  I'm sure I'm going to hear some crap that you were sick or D* (who I can't stand by the way) had a crisis and you had to be there for her.  You sent me the music for Sunday--what the hay makes you think I'm going to show up.  Please tell your husband to take his pulpit and use it as the cutting board it was meant to be.  Also he's a hard ass when it comes to what he did the last time concerning communion.  Talk to my eight year old about condemnation.  Yeah go blow.

Still no word from you.  I guess I'm either going to get an e-mail asking me to come tomorrow morning or some half baked excuse several days later.  The last time we had a falling out it was because of your arrogance and stupidity.  We're about to have another one but I'm not going to take an active part in it this time.  I guess you've become too important for me.  In the name of God no less.  Leave Him out of it this time you are an inconsiderate f*ck on your own!

I said it in the title.  Now go have a spinach salad for dinner!

I can't kick your ass because I'd break my leg -- LARD BUTT! 

KAREN

YOU ARE VERY MUCH LOVED. 

It's offical you are a horses ass.  I assume if you were dead someone would have told me.  So I suspect that it was someone else's crisis that you felt you just had to fix because God told you to.  I think you should listen more carefully to what God is really saying because I think he'd tell you that you can't treat your friends like crap!

Yes, you are a horses ass.  I didn't want to believe it but now that I've come to the conclusion that you are alive...I'll say it again your website sucks.  Over and over again I've pointed out the spelling and (gruesome) grammatical errors and have even offered to edit them for you but you blew me off.  I've told you that if you're going to be a "professional" then you should look professional.  I guess you are just stupid and inconsiderate.  I shouldn't have made up with you the first time you got on your high horse.  But as I see it you now have your new followers.  Sad.  Oh membership classes you make me laugh what do you have to do to be a member clean your toilet?  Elders?  Don't make me laugh even harder.  I know you are having your own ego trip as D* worships you and so does her kid.  Poor kid I like her.  Don't like the other brat you are presumably "teaching" and I don't like her mother.  But I will never have to see any of you again.  Damn you suck!

At the rate things are going in my life pretty soon I will be speaking to NO ONE.  Might not be such a bad thing as it appears no one is speaking to me.  And for once I did nothing to earn it!

Wow I got to use my brain at work.  It's been a long time since I had to.

My world was distrubed on Monday when my dad forwarded an e-mail from my ex husband.  My ex was abusive, he was awful.  And now he's remarried and has three kids.  It scares me because he was the inventor of road rage, beat up animals, threatened me with bodily harm more than once and called me names I don't even like to think about.  Okay so he's not bothering me and I'm safe but I realized that I still have a lot of unresolved anger towards him.

On top of that all my friends seem to be disappearing.  After being stood up a week ago I still haven't heard from A*.  And the e-mail I got from S* shows me they don't give a damn about me.  Maybe I'm expecting too much.  I want people to be there for me.  I'm always available at the drop of a hat and maybe that's my problem.  I feel like shit right now.