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name: julieanna
alias[es]: julie, jules, stretch, gazelle, elkie, tall girl, boss, string bean, mabel (or was it myrtle?..), jolly green giant
starsign: stereotypical sagittarius
birthday: november 29th.
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Monday, April 03, 2006
first things first, does my blog look right, or does it justcome up as a massive "bandwidth exceeded" thingie? i'd be pretty livid if it is the latter, since i spent like 2 hours on it, ut let me know plzkthnx
its been and interesting weekend, to say the least...
thursday: lauren and i met up to go shopping for work clothes... which quickly became an hour in vistoria's secret followed by wandering around aimlessly. so we ditched shopping since that wasnt gonna happen and went to the macaroni grill instead (lauren also noted that we were both wearing the exact same outfits the last 3 times we had gone. ah well). we then went for one of our classic random drives.
quotes of the night
- lauren: aahhh! boyz II men! 'water runs dry'! that place sells chipwiches! (last sentence said while pointing at a 7-11)
- me: you wanna go see r.kelly?
lauren: no, not really
me: oh, come on, you look like you're 13. we would SO get backstage
lauren: HAHAHA
me: you know what would make my life? if we went r.kelly. you could look at him and go "aaarrggghhh" because of the 'r', then i could look at him and go "gyaaarrr" and then we walk away. for the rest of his life, he'd have a story about these crazy white girls.
- lauren: (after like 3 hours crammed in her truck) has your ass fallen asleep yet?
me: nah, but thats because i've been changing positions. next i'm gonna try the pretzel!
oh, and while we were driving around lake compounce, lauren hit a goose. it was just randomly standing in the middle of the road at 11PM. we turned around to examine it, and the thing was d-e-d. it had tried flying away right before lauren slammed into it, so it was frozen in spread eagle in the middle of one of the busiest stoner driving routes in central connecticut. i tried to go back to take a picture of rigor mortis in action, but someone else hit it. fricking hysterical.
friday: i got a tremendous haircut from my boy dan at The Angry Chair. lovelovelove it. worked at koji at night, as always. ryan and i got some thai food before the shift. fricking SENSATIONAL. um, work was okay. the drawer was short a ridiculous amount, so we had to bite the bullet with our tips, but such is life i guess. chilled with ryan and woody briefly after work, finished my thai food... nothing really to speak of.
saturday: i was supposed to go to boston with tara to check out apartments, but since i left work at 4am the night before, i wasnt up to it... horray exhaustion. ended up sleeping until 2pm. i made a rare saturday night appearance at koji to cover for Messy, since he had to go work a fundraiser. it was dead for most of the evening, until noel, nate, marissa, gwen, chris, and dr. jon showed up to come steal me away to go to club 960. so i left work at 10:30pm and hit the club for the first time in like 2 years. and for the first time since my 18th birthday, i had a ball. i couldnt believe it myself that iwas actually having fun, but yeah, it was awesome. Gabriel and Dresden from san fran were spinning, and did a banging job (though as jon pointed out, they were playing off a computer, which doesnt take too much talent. would have been more impressive if they were actually spinning). saw SO many people i knew there... lets see, mr. dan gifiesman and sharon, along with some of their friends, eric and greg from WHUconn, matti (a koji regular), crotti's girl jess... i honestly cant even keep track of all the people i knew there.
after 960, i ducked into koji just to say hi to everyone, and ended up going to agave with reynolds at what should have been 2am, but was now 3am (thanks daylight savings). hung out, had some cervescas and some tequila with reynolds, chip, and bernie.
sunday: woke up mad late, as always. rolled out of bed, had some breakfast, got ready for work... and puked. and puked. aanndd puked some more. so i called out of work at koji for the second time. normally i'd feel really guilty about this, however i bent over backwards to work for them during the billy joel concerts, so WHATEVER. i dont even care that tonight was going to be my first night of actual bartending, at least until 7pm or so. i didnt get so much as a thank you for working last night, let alone the billy joel concerts. so i spent the rest of the day watching the women's final four and puking at regular intervals. now, i know you naysayers would probably be convinced that this was on account fo my drinking the night before, and normally i'd agree. BUT i would have puked last night if that was really the case. and i wouldnt have been puking consistently throughout the day. just bad, BAD timing on a stomach bug. i've probably given far too much info about my stomach, so im gonna stop now
besides, its almost 3am, and i have a busy day tomorrow.
jules was lost in thought at 2:52 AM
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