offbalance: (How I Met Your Mother)
WOOOOOOOOO!!! )

In other news, I missed being able to wish a few happy birthdays on here, and to some very important people!

Happy Birthday to:

My Mom!
[livejournal.com profile] tacologic!
[livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo!

And many more.

I have no idea what I'm going to do tomorrow when LJ will not be working. Facebook, Jezebel, Gawker, and twitter, I guess. But something tells me that work servers all over the world will be breaking down from the sheer levels of productivity caused by the "server move."

(Seriously? This is the only frigging way? They couldn't fucking fly to Montana?)
offbalance: (How I Met Your Mother)
WOOOOOOOOO!!! )

In other news, I missed being able to wish a few happy birthdays on here, and to some very important people!

Happy Birthday to:

My Mom!
[livejournal.com profile] tacologic!
[livejournal.com profile] lwoodbloo!

And many more.

I have no idea what I'm going to do tomorrow when LJ will not be working. Facebook, Jezebel, Gawker, and twitter, I guess. But something tells me that work servers all over the world will be breaking down from the sheer levels of productivity caused by the "server move."

(Seriously? This is the only frigging way? They couldn't fucking fly to Montana?)
offbalance: (all  you need is love)
Yesterday, J and I (as well as several of his friends) boarded buses and headed out to the wilds of New Jersey for an engagement party. One of his friends had decided to propose, and that friend's family was throwing a brunch to celebrate.

Of course, that's only the tip of the iceberg. We were told "casual brunch." What we found there was an elaborately catered affair, with attendants carrying trays of puffed pastry-type things, a bartender station, party favors, rented tables, and the whole nine yards. It felt like a wedding, quite honestly.

The guests of honor arrived not too long after we did. The host's sister proposed to her girlfriend in private, but surprised her with the party. And, the host's sister was in turn surprised by her mother, who had flown in all the way from France for the occasion. There were champagne toasts and heartfelt speeches about how happy the families of both women (all of whom were present and beaming) were that they'd found one another. I got choked up more than once. There was tons of hugging and crying and a piece of cake was even shoved in someone's face, bride-and-groom style. It was a great party, and a really fun day, and the whole thing made me really happy.

At the same time I was a little sad. I really, honestly, do not understand why it can't be this way for everyone. Why any family (or any person, really) wouldn't be able to celebrate the fact that two people have fallen in love and want to spend their lives together. Why anyone would have a problem with such a display of love and happiness and commitment is beyond me, but there are a lot of things I don't understand. Maybe one day we'll one day live in a world filled with people who are flabbergasted when they discover that there used to be so many stupid restrictions placed on marriage in this country. I can only hope.
offbalance: (all  you need is love)
Yesterday, J and I (as well as several of his friends) boarded buses and headed out to the wilds of New Jersey for an engagement party. One of his friends had decided to propose, and that friend's family was throwing a brunch to celebrate.

Of course, that's only the tip of the iceberg. We were told "casual brunch." What we found there was an elaborately catered affair, with attendants carrying trays of puffed pastry-type things, a bartender station, party favors, rented tables, and the whole nine yards. It felt like a wedding, quite honestly.

The guests of honor arrived not too long after we did. The host's sister proposed to her girlfriend in private, but surprised her with the party. And, the host's sister was in turn surprised by her mother, who had flown in all the way from France for the occasion. There were champagne toasts and heartfelt speeches about how happy the families of both women (all of whom were present and beaming) were that they'd found one another. I got choked up more than once. There was tons of hugging and crying and a piece of cake was even shoved in someone's face, bride-and-groom style. It was a great party, and a really fun day, and the whole thing made me really happy.

At the same time I was a little sad. I really, honestly, do not understand why it can't be this way for everyone. Why any family (or any person, really) wouldn't be able to celebrate the fact that two people have fallen in love and want to spend their lives together. Why anyone would have a problem with such a display of love and happiness and commitment is beyond me, but there are a lot of things I don't understand. Maybe one day we'll one day live in a world filled with people who are flabbergasted when they discover that there used to be so many stupid restrictions placed on marriage in this country. I can only hope.
offbalance: (supervixen - lauralatham)
"I'm the worst wife in the cooking department. I always thought you can’t be good at food and sex, but you can always order the food in. I’d rather he didn’t order in the sex." — Kate Beckinsale, as quoted on Jezebel.com

While I love Kate B and I kind of see what she's getting at (and how facetious she's being) I'd like to offer a few brief points of rebuttal:

1. You can order in, but there's no law saying he can't pitch in and cook, too. No, really. I checked and everything.

2. The idea that you can only be good at either food or sex laughably untrue. There is plenty of time to be good at both of these things, I promise. Both require practice, a certain amount of precision, a bit of reading, some creativity and some general knowledge in order to be a success. Still, it doesn't guarantee which you'll enjoy better. I happen to like both just about equally.
offbalance: (supervixen - lauralatham)
"I'm the worst wife in the cooking department. I always thought you can’t be good at food and sex, but you can always order the food in. I’d rather he didn’t order in the sex." — Kate Beckinsale, as quoted on Jezebel.com

While I love Kate B and I kind of see what she's getting at (and how facetious she's being) I'd like to offer a few brief points of rebuttal:

1. You can order in, but there's no law saying he can't pitch in and cook, too. No, really. I checked and everything.

2. The idea that you can only be good at either food or sex laughably untrue. There is plenty of time to be good at both of these things, I promise. Both require practice, a certain amount of precision, a bit of reading, some creativity and some general knowledge in order to be a success. Still, it doesn't guarantee which you'll enjoy better. I happen to like both just about equally.

Opening day

Apr. 1st, 2008 11:39 am
offbalance: (yankees by oatmeal_cookie)
Today's the rescheduled opening day for the Yankees, hopefully there won't be another rainout.

While waiting out the rain delay yesterday, Yes Network had a little special about my beloved boys in the bullpen - the three amigos - Chamberlain, Kennedy, and Hughes. Apparently Phil Hughes has a blog! Since I was snuggled into bed with my laptop anyway, I fired off an email to the account listed on the page, wishing him luck and such. I also said that I'd be happy to buy him a drink after his first win, linking him to my facebook page. I didn't expect anything of it, as he probably gets tons of these a day.

And then, this morning, I open my gmail:

Hey Sharon:
I really don't know if I can accept a drink from a total stranger. Wanna get together this weekend so we're not strangers anymore? hahaha.
Call me. [number redacted]

Phil
P.s.: Nice pics on facebook. The rock sign is my favorite. METAL!!!


Oh, my giddy aunt.

So, naturally I'm going to call him. But do I do it before the game, or after? Do I call during and leave him a voicemail? I don't want to distract him, but this needs to happen. I wonder where he's going to want to go. At least there's a day game on Saturday, so he'll probably want to get together early so he can be rested for Sunday's game (which I'm going to - maybe I'll get to see him pitch!).

Opening day

Apr. 1st, 2008 11:39 am
offbalance: (yankees by oatmeal_cookie)
Today's the rescheduled opening day for the Yankees, hopefully there won't be another rainout.

While waiting out the rain delay yesterday, Yes Network had a little special about my beloved boys in the bullpen - the three amigos - Chamberlain, Kennedy, and Hughes. Apparently Phil Hughes has a blog! Since I was snuggled into bed with my laptop anyway, I fired off an email to the account listed on the page, wishing him luck and such. I also said that I'd be happy to buy him a drink after his first win, linking him to my facebook page. I didn't expect anything of it, as he probably gets tons of these a day.

And then, this morning, I open my gmail:

Hey Sharon:
I really don't know if I can accept a drink from a total stranger. Wanna get together this weekend so we're not strangers anymore? hahaha.
Call me. [number redacted]

Phil
P.s.: Nice pics on facebook. The rock sign is my favorite. METAL!!!


Oh, my giddy aunt.

So, naturally I'm going to call him. But do I do it before the game, or after? Do I call during and leave him a voicemail? I don't want to distract him, but this needs to happen. I wonder where he's going to want to go. At least there's a day game on Saturday, so he'll probably want to get together early so he can be rested for Sunday's game (which I'm going to - maybe I'll get to see him pitch!).
offbalance: (shield maiden by antheia)
So I seem to have this problem.

It's an odd phenomenon. It doesn't happen often, but when it does hit, it hits hard. And usually? It involves someone I like in that special way.

More on Ms. Freeze )
offbalance: (shield maiden by antheia)
So I seem to have this problem.

It's an odd phenomenon. It doesn't happen often, but when it does hit, it hits hard. And usually? It involves someone I like in that special way.

More on Ms. Freeze )
offbalance: (Bones - Smarter than You)
I know there are several gentlemen on my friends list in search of female companionship at the moment, so I thought I'd come in and leave a helpful hint to men here and everywhere.

When trying to court a young woman on myspace, perhaps it is in your best interest to wait until you've met in person a couple of times before you mention that you just "bought a huge bag of weed" and think that it's "the best thing to play scrabble with" before suggesting that said young lady come over and smoke some of it. I can understand not wanting to advertise your interest in herbology all over your myspace page, but maybe it's best to hold back that little tidbit until you're slightly better acquainted, at least for the sake of appearances? After all, if said young lady's first words were wanting to talk about her love of engagement rings, wouldn't that put you off some? It could just be that she was a jewelry designer with a particular interest in a certain design, but wouldn't you be a bit suspicious that she might be obsessed with matrimony?

You may also want to take into consideration that when meeting strangers on the internet, a young lady might want to spend a little time with you in a public place first, before going back to your place to smoke pot. What can I say? Some of us tend to be a little wary in that respect, and we've been given good reason.

Remember! It's okay to talk about your love of music, and art, and the fact that you support the green party to make a good first impression. Leave your devotion of Mary Jane off the table at the beginning.

(Unless the lady brings it up, of course. Then, by all means - expound on your love of Maui Gold.)
offbalance: (Bones - Smarter than You)
I know there are several gentlemen on my friends list in search of female companionship at the moment, so I thought I'd come in and leave a helpful hint to men here and everywhere.

When trying to court a young woman on myspace, perhaps it is in your best interest to wait until you've met in person a couple of times before you mention that you just "bought a huge bag of weed" and think that it's "the best thing to play scrabble with" before suggesting that said young lady come over and smoke some of it. I can understand not wanting to advertise your interest in herbology all over your myspace page, but maybe it's best to hold back that little tidbit until you're slightly better acquainted, at least for the sake of appearances? After all, if said young lady's first words were wanting to talk about her love of engagement rings, wouldn't that put you off some? It could just be that she was a jewelry designer with a particular interest in a certain design, but wouldn't you be a bit suspicious that she might be obsessed with matrimony?

You may also want to take into consideration that when meeting strangers on the internet, a young lady might want to spend a little time with you in a public place first, before going back to your place to smoke pot. What can I say? Some of us tend to be a little wary in that respect, and we've been given good reason.

Remember! It's okay to talk about your love of music, and art, and the fact that you support the green party to make a good first impression. Leave your devotion of Mary Jane off the table at the beginning.

(Unless the lady brings it up, of course. Then, by all means - expound on your love of Maui Gold.)
offbalance: (sompos by tygergrls)
Giant-sized thanks to [livejournal.com profile] leopard_lady for the best frigging laugh I've had in a week or more

Via Best Week Ever, I give you Douche.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is why I did not date in high school, and found the pool rather shallow in college as well.

Boss T is home with a stomach virus. ::sprays self with lysol:: I will not be getting sick.
offbalance: (sompos by tygergrls)
Giant-sized thanks to [livejournal.com profile] leopard_lady for the best frigging laugh I've had in a week or more

Via Best Week Ever, I give you Douche.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is why I did not date in high school, and found the pool rather shallow in college as well.

Boss T is home with a stomach virus. ::sprays self with lysol:: I will not be getting sick.

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