It's Friday I'm in Love. Saturday Wait...Sunday Always Comes To Late

There is the most unfortunate smell when you drive by Cornell U's Equine Hospital.

So I was at the Pyramid Mall last night. It's the only true mall in Ithaca and it's one floor. So I'm at Old Navy trying on some pants--as an aside, I don't know why I keep going in there, you know some 6-year-old in Cambodia makes those clothes--and I realize that the O.C. premiere is tonight. It's like 7:35 and I've got five pairs of pants. I managed to try all the pants on, bust out the Pyramid, and make it home with enough time to pour myself a giant glass of the Boone's type wine I keep buying at the supermarket.

The O.C. was goooood. My favorite line by Marissa to Summer, "I shot someone, Sum."

Did anyone catch the show Reunion? It's very John Hughes meets Bret Easton Ellis. The show is set to some great 80's music - Cyndi, A-Ha, The Bangles.

Speaking of The Bangles and Cyndi - AZ - did I tell you I saw Anthony at the Red Hot Chili Peppers Concert the week before I moved here? We almost bumped into each other, but he didn't see me and I didn't pursue. Mofo.

I decided to check out the local Fox News at 10pm. (I was back in my old TV-mode last night...also smoking away in the house, which I'm not supposed to.) Well, the local Fox news anchor is just God awful. She annoyed me to unprecedented levels. I'll let it go now.

Last thing for this morn...What Ithaca is lacking...a Cosco (sorry Dan) and a Citibank.

Oh and isn't Clive Owen hot? If you haven't already, see Closer (www.sonypictures.com/movies/closer). It's raw and the characters are despicable. Clive--by far--makes that movie what it is. Signing off.

Wait! One last thing. I think it's funny that spell check suggested I replace Cyndi with cyanide.

Kick the Dead Bodies Aside

Was anyone listening to NPR this morning?

I woke up to a volunteer involved in search & rescue in Louisiana discuss how he was instructed to either tie dead bodies to a tree or kick them inside buildings in order to focus on rescuing the living. (The title of this posting is a link so you can hear the excerpt "Volunteers Search New Orleans' 9th Ward" from American Morning on NPR.)

Just in case you were wondering how things were being handled as a result of Katrina.

Please remember the pets affected by Katrina. The Louisiana Society of Prevention of Cruelty to Animals has set up a location in Gonzales, Louisiana. They moved before the hurricane arrived. Visit www.la-spca.org or just click my link DONATE TO KATRINA to see all of the organizations affiliated with this disaster.

On another note, The Johnson School (the formal name of Cornell's biz school) is accepted business students from Tulane.

What we don't even think of...

Bye Bye Bitch

Sandra's two-year-old son Emmanual bid farewell to a visitor yesterday saying, "Bye Bitch." Sandra was just a little bit horrified considering the visitor was dropping off books on childcare.

Emmanual is also known to scale fences.

I like him so much.

Exhausted But Hyped

Dan just came home in a suit. (He looks so cute. I'm thinking about jumping his bones.) He had some interview with some big bank. The heavies are already coming to Cornell to recruit. It's crazy. He has a golf outing on Friday with some other investment bank.

I've been on the phone for the last 2.5 hours and I'm all talked out. Lots of things going on.

Dan is talking away about investment banks. Blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Jodi B. I used the bath salts you gave me last night. So wonderful. Thanks again.

Dan wants me to put on the cowgirl hat. Signing off.

Delicious Vino

Last night I had a glass and a half of this dry chianti. I was looped. Slept like I was on codeine. Here's today's gripe...Dan leaves his socks--y'know those little ones that only come up below the ankle bone--all over the house. I'm convinced he changes his socks several times a day, because the amount of socks I find don't correspond with the days of the week. I wonder if this is some OCD shit. A

Anyway, as if it's a surprise, I'm the man of this house. I've singlehandedly set this place up (tho' I lost a toenail in the process). He's just hung a few frames and thrown out some boxes. I walk around with my hammer, and soon I'm going to get a hold of the electric screwdriver. I love every minute of it.