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Archive for May, 2005

Jonesing It

Some of you out there might be aware of my not-so-new signature word.  Proper.  Some, like Captain Larby, are not fond of my proper/improper paradigm.  Those who have claimed that proper has already had its hey day during the rise of hip hop in the 1980s are simply wrong.  The way I use proper/improper is [...]

Old Mustache Face strikes again

Ok. I just received the strangest e-mail ever at my gmail account. I thought thediatribe.net had been hacked! Old Mustache Face? I was clueless. Brandon was at the store. And I was trying to make sense of the madness… When he got back I was like I just got this really weird e-mail… From: oldmustacheface@ireallysuck.com To: XXX@gmail.com Date: [...]

Haven’t You Always Wanted A Monkey?

Question for Blogmaster General LTJ:  why is Curious George the icon accompanying all my posts?  You may have told me how to change this, but damned if I remember.  It’s a miracle I can even log in and post here.  I don’t know who reads this site, but I’d like to solicit ideas for a [...]

A new moon rises

Once upon a time, Brandon and I decided to move to New York (Ok. Ok. It's really New Jersy, but it's hard for a Mass girl to admit she'll be known as a Jersey Girl).

I spent what probably equates to 80 hours working on my resume and another 80 on the job hunt. I searched Monster, HotJobs, CareerBuilder, craigslist daily. I wrote targeted cover letters full of self-aggrandizing statements, like "Your position for a INSERT JOB TITLE advertised on INSERT JOB SITE is an excellent fit for my qualifications, as my attached resume will attest." I worked my ass off. And now I have a job that I am really excited about, that I got through someone I worked with through Boston.com... Just goes to show you how important networking really is.

But in the end, it all comes down to fate and I think I can attribute this to a new moon rising...

It seems like ages ago that I started my resume, but it all began at the end of March [note Wayne's world doodly doo flashback music playing] . . .

Brijan’s Trip to the Dental Chair

I had an appointment for a teeth cleaning this morning.  It made me late for work, gladly and with permission from my boss, who thinks I had an interview, but that’s a story for another time.  There is one particularly cute dental hygienist at my dentist’s office.  I don’t get her all the time, but today [...]

It’s a big day..

Twenty Seven years ago today, I was born.

It's funny how I don't seem much older. Today doesn't even seem like that special of a day. Maybe birthday's wear off as you get older -- I hope not. Maybe I'll feel different on the big three zero.

Either way, the Sox gave me a great present last night, as Kevin Millar hit a walkoff homer in the Bottom of the ninth to go up 3-2 against the A's -- and as of this posting it's 4-1 Sox, going for the sweep, while Johnny has hit safely in 17 straight games.

No big plans for tonight -- Miss Possible is in interview-hell in NYC, and I've got a few potential buyers coming over to check out the scooter (that'd be a great present!).

Everything else is slowly falling into place with the move, so.. I'm excited.. T-20 Days until I move. How fun!?

Anyway, I feel it's only fitting to post my Horoscope for the week, courtesy of Rob Brezney. Read the full article for the other Horoscopes.

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Christians in Denmark celebrate communion the way it's done in many other places: They eat a flat, tasteless wafer that symbolizes the body of Christ. Soon that may change, however. Some of the nation's best bakers have embarked on a campaign to whip up more delectable versions of the traditional host. This developing story reminds me of your current state, Taurus. It's a perfect moment for you to spice up a bland ritual, to get more thrills from a duty you regard as important, or to add variety to a sacred task you've done the same way for a long time.

Happy Birthday to Blogmaster General LTJ

I don’t really have any material right now and, let’s face it, this deserves its own entry anyway.  Without further adieu, please join me in wishing LTJ a very happy 27th birthday!!!  As long as Rock ‘n Roll Sushi doesn’t involve getting depantsed by a kabuki girl and spanked with a dead salmon, then this [...]