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Jan. 5th, 2007 09:03 amhttp://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/008495.html
Guy: So, where were you this evening?
Sober girl #1: I was in Little Italy.
Drunk guy: Shoes! Go on YouTube and search for 'shoes'!
Sober girl #1: Oh my god! I've seen that video! 'These shoes cost...'
Drunk guy and sober girl #2: 'Three hundred dollars'!
Drunk girl: You two are hot. You should fuck her in the ass.
Guy: So, where were you this evening?
Sober girl #1: I was in Little Italy.
--4th Ave & 11th St
Guy: So, where were you this evening?
Sober girl #1: I was in Little Italy.
Drunk guy: Shoes! Go on YouTube and search for 'shoes'!
Sober girl #1: Oh my god! I've seen that video! 'These shoes cost...'
Drunk guy and sober girl #2: 'Three hundred dollars'!
Drunk girl: You two are hot. You should fuck her in the ass.
Guy: So, where were you this evening?
Sober girl #1: I was in Little Italy.
--4th Ave & 11th St
People Annoy me.
Jan. 5th, 2007 09:45 amI'd post this on my Wiccan communities... but I don't feel like hear it.
When your mother's a witch...
DEAR MARGO: We are Catholic, but about eight years ago, my mother decided she was a Wiccan. I have tried very hard to accept it, but I cannot.
I find it humiliating for people to know because it's embarrassing. She does, however, respect my need for it to be kept quiet.
The major issue is that I am pregnant and engaged to be married. My fiance is from Costa Rica, and his family is VERY religious, and in our religion, Wicca is the same as devil worship. I have not told my fiance because I am afraid of what his reaction would be.
For years my mother tried to educate me about her religion and persuade me to convert. I had to kindly, but forcefully, tell her to stop. My little sister is very confused (she is 5, I am 23) as she cannot differentiate between being magical and riding brooms, and real life.
I do respect my mother's choice to be Wiccan, but I don't want it in my life, and I don't want my future in-laws to find out. I feel like I am denouncing a part of her, and I feel guilty for that.
Plus, my stepfather likes to make comments about it that make me very uncomfortable, and he usually makes these comments in front of my fiance, to put me on the spot and force me to tell him the truth.
PLEASE HELP!!!!
--- GUILTY IN NEW JERSEY
DEAR GUILT: Even without your stepfather trying to push your buttons, you should tell your fiance of your mother's conversion, because this man is going to be your husband.
It should be enough to tell him that you are as Catholic as ever, and you might also tell him that the broom business is nonsense, along with believing Wiccans to be devil worshippers. (This is the same kind of claptrap that says the Jews killed Christ.)
The belief system your mother has chosen is actually benign and humane, if you read a little about it. Because your mother sounds sympathetic to your problems with her being Wiccan, in this case I think the sin of omission is permissible: Allow your future in-laws to believe your mother is Catholic. There is no point in stirring the cauldron. (Joke.)
--- MARGO, SPIRITUALLY
When your mother's a witch...
DEAR MARGO: We are Catholic, but about eight years ago, my mother decided she was a Wiccan. I have tried very hard to accept it, but I cannot.
I find it humiliating for people to know because it's embarrassing. She does, however, respect my need for it to be kept quiet.
The major issue is that I am pregnant and engaged to be married. My fiance is from Costa Rica, and his family is VERY religious, and in our religion, Wicca is the same as devil worship. I have not told my fiance because I am afraid of what his reaction would be.
For years my mother tried to educate me about her religion and persuade me to convert. I had to kindly, but forcefully, tell her to stop. My little sister is very confused (she is 5, I am 23) as she cannot differentiate between being magical and riding brooms, and real life.
I do respect my mother's choice to be Wiccan, but I don't want it in my life, and I don't want my future in-laws to find out. I feel like I am denouncing a part of her, and I feel guilty for that.
Plus, my stepfather likes to make comments about it that make me very uncomfortable, and he usually makes these comments in front of my fiance, to put me on the spot and force me to tell him the truth.
PLEASE HELP!!!!
--- GUILTY IN NEW JERSEY
DEAR GUILT: Even without your stepfather trying to push your buttons, you should tell your fiance of your mother's conversion, because this man is going to be your husband.
It should be enough to tell him that you are as Catholic as ever, and you might also tell him that the broom business is nonsense, along with believing Wiccans to be devil worshippers. (This is the same kind of claptrap that says the Jews killed Christ.)
The belief system your mother has chosen is actually benign and humane, if you read a little about it. Because your mother sounds sympathetic to your problems with her being Wiccan, in this case I think the sin of omission is permissible: Allow your future in-laws to believe your mother is Catholic. There is no point in stirring the cauldron. (Joke.)
--- MARGO, SPIRITUALLY
Family and stuff.
Jan. 5th, 2007 11:02 amI got a call from my mom today, and for ONCE she talked to ME about what was wrong with my grandpa.
Didn't even want to talk to my aunt.
It was... surreal.
Anyrate. Grandpa update, cause I haven't been doing it. It's upsetting, but so is life.
Squish & I went to see him last Saturday for a few hours. Most of his hair is gone.
His once large physique is dwindling. He's the incredible shrinking man. He's down to 190. Which fluctuates about 5 pounds up and down due to water retention like WHOA in his ankles.
He also said they can't operate, they can barely chemo him, so they're radiating him. He said it's just a "waiting game". But then said he shouldn't talk about those things.
He can't swallow. It hurts. So. He hasn't been eating.
But, when Squish & I went to see him, we brought him the world's most fattening potato soup (totally Squish's idea) and a nice berry soup (the one from the cruise, for those of you in the know).
He LOVED the soups apparently. Sometimes, it's the only thing he can get down his throat.
So. Squish said he was going to make more.
When my mom called, she *raved* about this soup. I mean, I got a PHONE call from her Sunday about it (she called from my Grandpa's as she doesn't have a phone, cell or otherwise) and she was just SO excited we came over.
So, when she called again today, she went on and on again about how wonderful this potato soup was.
She's going to the store later to pick up stuff to *make* fortified milk. Protein shakes and things like that.
Calories calories.
If any of you have any liquified (he really can't swallow anything more than liquid. It hurts him to drink water too) recipes, that are soothing, have NO lumps and high caloric, doooo let me know.
I'm going to see about making some liquified brownies. I'm making brownies for my mini family reunion tomorrow, and I want Grandpa to have dessert too. They can't be *too* thick though.
I can figure it out. :)
Oh and my cousin Michael has kidney cancer. He's my second cousin, and a bit older, he's in his early 60s I think. He's getting surgery next week. When he was younger, EVERYONE thought he looked like Elvis. He's like 6'3", black hair, bright blue eyes. So I guess he looks like what Elvis would have looked like if he didn't, ya know, get fat and bloated and DIE.
Trish is still around. Looking slightly more pregnant. She blames that on all the food she's had to eat while here. *grins*
Brian went and interviewed at some place in New Hampshire. Now he's in Rhode Island. Or something. I don't know. I need a GPS on him to find him. Yale is next week. I think. Ahh, the joys of the med student looking for residency. At least he's brilliant. He pretty much has his choice of whatever. His resume practically sparkles.
So, after the popping of my tire last night, Jared & I went to Sears Auto and figured out they're USELESS. But I drove it (oh, that was fun) this morning with the donut on to the place by my job, and walked to work, not far, only 10 minutes or so. So I got some cardio in even if I didn't get to go to the gym last night.
I get to pay $96 to get it back. Woo.
Didn't even want to talk to my aunt.
It was... surreal.
Anyrate. Grandpa update, cause I haven't been doing it. It's upsetting, but so is life.
Squish & I went to see him last Saturday for a few hours. Most of his hair is gone.
His once large physique is dwindling. He's the incredible shrinking man. He's down to 190. Which fluctuates about 5 pounds up and down due to water retention like WHOA in his ankles.
He also said they can't operate, they can barely chemo him, so they're radiating him. He said it's just a "waiting game". But then said he shouldn't talk about those things.
He can't swallow. It hurts. So. He hasn't been eating.
But, when Squish & I went to see him, we brought him the world's most fattening potato soup (totally Squish's idea) and a nice berry soup (the one from the cruise, for those of you in the know).
He LOVED the soups apparently. Sometimes, it's the only thing he can get down his throat.
So. Squish said he was going to make more.
When my mom called, she *raved* about this soup. I mean, I got a PHONE call from her Sunday about it (she called from my Grandpa's as she doesn't have a phone, cell or otherwise) and she was just SO excited we came over.
So, when she called again today, she went on and on again about how wonderful this potato soup was.
She's going to the store later to pick up stuff to *make* fortified milk. Protein shakes and things like that.
Calories calories.
If any of you have any liquified (he really can't swallow anything more than liquid. It hurts him to drink water too) recipes, that are soothing, have NO lumps and high caloric, doooo let me know.
I'm going to see about making some liquified brownies. I'm making brownies for my mini family reunion tomorrow, and I want Grandpa to have dessert too. They can't be *too* thick though.
I can figure it out. :)
Oh and my cousin Michael has kidney cancer. He's my second cousin, and a bit older, he's in his early 60s I think. He's getting surgery next week. When he was younger, EVERYONE thought he looked like Elvis. He's like 6'3", black hair, bright blue eyes. So I guess he looks like what Elvis would have looked like if he didn't, ya know, get fat and bloated and DIE.
Trish is still around. Looking slightly more pregnant. She blames that on all the food she's had to eat while here. *grins*
Brian went and interviewed at some place in New Hampshire. Now he's in Rhode Island. Or something. I don't know. I need a GPS on him to find him. Yale is next week. I think. Ahh, the joys of the med student looking for residency. At least he's brilliant. He pretty much has his choice of whatever. His resume practically sparkles.
So, after the popping of my tire last night, Jared & I went to Sears Auto and figured out they're USELESS. But I drove it (oh, that was fun) this morning with the donut on to the place by my job, and walked to work, not far, only 10 minutes or so. So I got some cardio in even if I didn't get to go to the gym last night.
I get to pay $96 to get it back. Woo.
Might I add...
Jan. 5th, 2007 01:00 pmI am so proud of my boyfriend. Just. He was raised right. He's so giving and wonderful and sweet and THOUGHTFUL. Dear gods is he thoughtful.
I love him. Like, OOODLES. I'm so happy with him. And I'm happy my family sees him as the wonderful person is.
( Stop! Memetime. )
I love him. Like, OOODLES. I'm so happy with him. And I'm happy my family sees him as the wonderful person is.
( Stop! Memetime. )
Meme results.
Jan. 5th, 2007 03:34 pmQuestion #1 How many towns have I lived in?
5. Clifton, Wayne, Pompton Lakes, Parsippany & Irvington :)
Question #2 How many boyfriends have I had?
3. Alan, JD, SQUISH!
Question #3 My brother (you have a brother?) just turned what age this past Solstice?
11. He was born when I was 16. My response when I found out my stepmother was pregnant? "Aww! Dad, you're going to have a kid *IN* wedlock!?"
Question #4 If I was born a boy, my name would have been...
None. My mother knew I'd be a girl. She said she just knew.
Question #5 What was the name of my sorority (you were in a sorority?!)
Theta Phi Alpha, Beta Xi!
Question #6 My big sister (Wendy) nicknamed me "Smiley" because...
I made everyone smile. Well, she said I made *her* smile. But whatever. ;)
Question #7 My ideal profession would be...
Housewife. Seriously. I wanna raise babies and go to PTO meetings and whatnot.
Question #8 I saw my first concert at the age of 9. I saw...
Def Leppard. I only mentioned this about 145 times. Heh.
Question #9 How many countries (OTHER than the U.S.) have I been to?
4. Canada, Mexico, Portugal, England.
Question #10 This coming year will make how many years I've been going to faire..
12. I started when I was 16 and I never turned back. Before I went to one, I never knew they existed.
5. Clifton, Wayne, Pompton Lakes, Parsippany & Irvington :)
Question #2 How many boyfriends have I had?
3. Alan, JD, SQUISH!
Question #3 My brother (you have a brother?) just turned what age this past Solstice?
11. He was born when I was 16. My response when I found out my stepmother was pregnant? "Aww! Dad, you're going to have a kid *IN* wedlock!?"
Question #4 If I was born a boy, my name would have been...
None. My mother knew I'd be a girl. She said she just knew.
Question #5 What was the name of my sorority (you were in a sorority?!)
Theta Phi Alpha, Beta Xi!
Question #6 My big sister (Wendy) nicknamed me "Smiley" because...
I made everyone smile. Well, she said I made *her* smile. But whatever. ;)
Question #7 My ideal profession would be...
Housewife. Seriously. I wanna raise babies and go to PTO meetings and whatnot.
Question #8 I saw my first concert at the age of 9. I saw...
Def Leppard. I only mentioned this about 145 times. Heh.
Question #9 How many countries (OTHER than the U.S.) have I been to?
4. Canada, Mexico, Portugal, England.
Question #10 This coming year will make how many years I've been going to faire..
12. I started when I was 16 and I never turned back. Before I went to one, I never knew they existed.
ONYC is GOOD today!
Jan. 5th, 2007 04:16 pmhttp://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/008503.html
Chick #1: So, are you going to have sex with him tonight?
Chick #2: Nope.
Chick #1: Why not?
Chick #2: I didn't shave my legs.
--The Village
Overheard by: Winter Coat
It's painfully true, yo.
In other news. Josh sent me a picture of a rum truck. They're following HIM now. Explains why it's been a week since I saw one.
Chick #1: So, are you going to have sex with him tonight?
Chick #2: Nope.
Chick #1: Why not?
Chick #2: I didn't shave my legs.
--The Village
Overheard by: Winter Coat
It's painfully true, yo.
In other news. Josh sent me a picture of a rum truck. They're following HIM now. Explains why it's been a week since I saw one.