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Name: Marisa
Birthday: 8/24/1983
Interests: drawing, driving, beautiful cars, listening to music, being a dj and music director on my school radio station (http://ktrm.truman.edu 88.7 the edge kirksvilles true alternative), shamless promotional tactics, dancing crazy, DDR, Grand Theft Auto (all), the mafia and Frank Black.
Expertise: cars, music, ROCKING!, negotiating, washing cars, billy corgan, betta fish, peter gabriel, being crazy, experiencing MAXIMUM FUN!
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
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AIM:  umihosi
Member Since:
7/22/2003
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| To my #1 and only fan, Thank you for being you. I recently came to realize how important you have been to me with my knowledge of it. It is being a positive attitude and soul, even in the face of your family thinking I'm a dirtbag. I love you very much for that! I'm moving to the west coast soon. I want you to know that it was and is this I keep close to heart. It is this fact that is making me take great strides towards my goal. You should be proud. Thanks for the love. - (cousin) Steve
How could I forget to mention that, the text I received at the halloween party that made me cry. I texted him back and tried calling but haven't heard anything else.
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| Blog is lagging again, but I am determined! I've had some margaritas and am in a big time typing mood. Even if everyone besides LoLo stops reading it. I'm here Lo! Or maybe that blogpulse from Florida isn't you. Maybe you've stopped reading too. That's ok. I have another blog. It's mostly one of those newish professional types. I don't write too much about my day to day banal bullshit that I will someday hope to read, but that is why I will continue to write that stuff here. The blog is on wordpress and it's about living in New York. I think only 3 people have the address. I'm waiting until I have some entries and feel more confidant to put it out in the world, because, maybe it will be sleek and professional and strangers will think I'm witty.
So, I still need to update September where everyone came to visit, and October where I went home, and there was Leonard Cohen concert #3 and Bruce Springsteen in NJ, and more LC events, and Halloween, and then the 2 year Deuxyorkiversary, and well shit, November is half over! I don't know where it went. I am still operating under the impression that it's the first week. It's not though. The other big news is that Art walk is tomorrow. It is our big huge gazillion dollar fundraiser with a million art pieces (not one of mine (fuck fuck fuck that still makes me sad, but maybe next year)), some of whome you might have seen in museums, like Pat Steir, or Jeff Koons, or Jean Claude and Christo, or Robert Rauschenberg (Oh, here's something creepy, we have an art piece with his dead man ashes on our second floor. Poor R.R.), or Yoko Ono. Famous people come, like, that famous Baldwin from 30 rock, or the guy from Pretty Woman, or his wife from CSI. My whole career has been working up to this event, and this past week, nay, month has pretty much been devoted to such. I got to go to Pat Steir's studio to show her proofs of our catalogue! Her studio is beautiful and amazing and filled witih 20 foot paintings that go the way to the ceiling. I even went in to work on Saturday just to stuff some envelopes and print more things, because, really those are the things that need doing. My boss and his boss have strange conferences about drama, and how they hate the consultants, and how they want this rich person to come and where they shoud sit and who they should talk to. It's a whole new world. I like sticking to my copying and printing and envelope stuffing.
Anyway that's tomorrow. I've got a big job of being the Captain of the live auction. I manage a team of volunteers who one: tell people to be quiet two: make sure all the rich people get to their front row assigned seats with overflowing champagne three: make sure those same people get the pledge cards when the auction starts. Those are my people. I'm nervous. I have a new dress and I'm excited. Len, who reminds me of an 83 year old Professor Pauls will be there. I want to be his friend, talk about the scene again, and maybe even make some art.
Yeah, I'd like to start that up again, but I applied to grad school. There's a great place that has cheap classes and equipment. I could do it, but, I need to find out if I got in to school or not. I applied for the old Urban Affairs from Hunter. I'm doing it just like I did in college, apply to one school (Truman), hopefully that will just work itself out. The program sounds fun, like a perfect combination between sociological methods and an MSW. I applied to start next semester. They didn't have a requirement for the GRE and their GPA requirement also suited my standards. So, maybe next semester I'll be in grad school. Last April I had all these grand fantasies about going back to school and learning learning learning. I think I'd just been out of school for long enough to not remember how hard it was. Though, I do think there's something to the whole being out of college and possibly growing up a bit, then going back and getting all As. So, I barely missed the application deadline for fall, told a bunch of people I was planning on going back, so they could remind me and hold me to it. In the process, I had about 8 friends start school this semester, mostly working full time jobs, and boy do they hate it! I was definitely having second thoughts, but I thought I'd go through with it anyway. This is something I think I really need to do and at least it's in a subject area that I care about. I would also like to add Master of something to my resume. MASTER.
What else is new? I don't remember much, but I'll start from here, Thursday I went with Ruben, you'll probably find out about him later, a Colombian friend I met through a Colombian stranger who came to stay with Jesse and I for 3 weeks in September. We went to a Brooklyn Industries book party. Brooklyn Industries is a company that makes pretty clothes, that are sometimes pricey, but probably about as pricey as the gap, but better. They love us because we collaborated with them on our backpack drive. Did I even get to tell about that? That's what sucked away my life at work, in sept, but it was worth it. Anyway, a lady wrote a book about a bunch of rich post grads who graduated from Oberlin moving to Brooklyn and being poor and growing up and realizing that it's not so bad to be rich after all. I'm reading it. I made the mistake of reading it after reading PUSH, the movie Precious is based on, which is amazing, and makes any problems the characters in this new book have look pretty lame. So, we went to this book party, then afterwards had a Colombian feast at this restaurant called Bogota. Ruben is our new NY friend. I'm still doing the route, though on Wednesdays for a while. The week before, I went to another book party with Rachel, our event lady. She's really great, and I want to be her friend too. We both love food and feminism. This party was for the guy who was assumed to be related to a famous american news icon but actually wasn't. Can you tell I'm paranoid about anyone at work googling this blog? So I went to two parties in a week, this week we have one more, oh and the big one tomorrow.
So that's been November, working, or going to parties related to work, or volunteering, related to work. Oh, and I got to go to a cool feminist event for PPNYC. I met Gloria Feldt, Jessica Valenti, and Lynn Harris, bought all their books and heard them speak on the current state and value of feminism.
November 1st was our New Yorkiversary. Jesse and I decided to go to the Green-wood cemetary. The famous Brooklyn cemetary that practically every famous New Yorker, politician, mafioso, or anyone generally famous is burried in. We saw Boss Tweed's grave, Joey and Larry Gallo, Basquiat, Louis Comfort Tiffany, there were others. We must've walked 5 miles too, because the graveyard is covered with hills and is almost the size of Prospect Park. It's almost like a park too, only filled with dead people. Check out this map to see the sheer size.
The New York Marathon was also happening, because that always seems to fall on the weekend of our arrival. We passed the runners on 4th Avenue. It was a lot more low key than I expected. There were people running or walking down the street and locals were cheering them on. There was no blocked off route so it seemed that you could just start running, or harass the runners, but I guess that doesn't happen. The mood was also far from "athletic", with bands playing and people eating food, all while watching people run 26.2 miles.
Later on, we went to the end of the marathon route, inadvertantly. We had reservations at Tavern on the Green, for a fancy meal, which we ate. That place is pretty crazy and strange. It's actually closing, so I'm glad I got to see it in all of it's 70's glamour.
The day before that was Halloween. I escorted at PP with my friend Adrienne. We ate brunch and went on a large quest for pumpkins that ended in Grand Army Plaza. People were selling pumpkins, regular orange, large pumpkins for $50 a piece! That's New York for you. We did find another salesmen with good pumpkins for $7. Afterwards we watched Hocus Pocus and Nightmare Before Christmas while roasting seeds and carving our pumpkins. Later on Jesse and I watched movies and drank beer. We skipped the parade, as we had already shown off our costumes the night before.
The night before.......We went to a Halloween party some Strand coworkers threw. It was just like going to a party in college, except these people provided alcohol. We made the mistake of bringing our own, to be polite, but they had really gone all out, beer, wine, everything. I dressed as Joe Buck from Midnight Cowboy, which really just involved me wearing Jesse's clothes. I thought of the idea last year. I can never think of costumes and I obviously couldn't last year either, until standing at the parade. I was like, oh, cheap, easy, and fun! It was. I think it was the first time in 3 or 4 years I'd dressed up. My last costume was Sam, you know, Jesse's ATO brother. That was a real last minute job. Jesse was also Joe Buck, a different Joe Buck, an announcer for the STL Cardinals. Genius! It was also our first couples costume. The party was further down in Flatbush, just down the hill from where we live now. It was still funny to get on a bus full of people from the neighborhood dressed as a cowboy. Luckily there was a cheerleader and a princess. That's about it for now. That leaves September and most of October, and whatever comes next.
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| 3 months without blogging, shame shame shame. I still read these, when people post. I don't ever access the old xanga at work, for fear that my colleagues will catch wind of it, and it's hard to access at home because of my 7 year old computer. Though, now we have Richard's 5 or 4 year old computer, still old, but new!
Ok, so in 3 months, I think I've had about 3 or 4 days where I haven't done anything, TOTAL!
I'm just going to go week by week, to show you, exactly how crazy things have been and hopefully knock some of this out, so I can remember it later.
July 26-29th, I went to Hudson, NY with Jesse's parents. That was the closest we could get them to coming to the city. It's about 2 hrs outside of the city. It was great to see them. Jesse stayed a full week, I just took 3 days off of work. While I was there we saw the FDR library and Woodstock, not the place where the concert was, but the lame town full of tee shirt stores and coffee shops.
August 1, No Baby Brunch, aptly named because it's spawned a semi-montly brunch meeting with my planned parenthood friends. It was also a breakthrough, because as you'll see for my upcoming August birthday, I was depressed and thought I didn't have any friends in NY. It is also where I discovered the best brunch in town at Robin de Bois. Best Bloody Marys. Best Eggs Benedict w/ or w/o crabcakes, Best everything, and so cheap!
August 2, my parents wedding anniversary, yay. Mentioned because August 3rd, BFF GOT MARRIED!! I wasn't there. It was on a Monday, so I was on the job. She got married on her front porch with her parents and marc's parents and it was stunning. She wore an old dress that she's had for years, but still so pretty, went to fric and frac for a wedding dinner, and now she's a beautiful wife lady.
I went home Aug 6-10th for the reception. I got to have Pizza and beer with the out of towners, because I was maid of honor. The reception was in her parents' beautiful back yard on Saturday. I got to give a toast and since it was a wedding of my best friend, I knew or knew by the end of the night everyone in attendance. It was fun. Saw some people from the Sidney's days, saw Lib's old roommates, and the KC folk I used to hang out with. Wolfe a skilled fire eater indulged us by eating some fire and Lib's mom and dad had a jam session. There was a keg and after everyone left, the close friends stayed around until about 2am and watched BFF open all her gifts. I got her the kitchenaid mixer as per bff wedding agreement. Her's is canary yellow. I am requesting a cobalt blue or seafoam green, depending, whenever I get hitched.
Now we're to the 2nd weekend in August, the 15th. This is when I had to go to the Hamptons for the Coaltion to throw a party for some crappy socialites who are on our Junior committee. These people are fucking crazy. It was fun to go to the Hamptons, as it is such an institution for the rich and famous of NY. It is also ridiculous. It's hard to get to, all the houses are huge and look the same with those shingle things, just like in the movie "Grey Gardens". Look it up. All the cars on the street are mercedes, bently, ferrari, BMW, etc. Also, in the summer, I guess there is just a ton of benefit parties, and everyone just drives around and goes to all of them eating free food and drinking free drinks. I wore my kirksville goodies dress, which was so appropriate. Jesse bought some $5 khakis at the thrift store and came along. We rode with my coworker Rachel and her boyfriend Nick. It was a great bonding experience, esp since Rachel, Jesse, and I got pretty lit off of the free booze and laughed all the way back to the city later that night. I was door girl, so I could tell people they weren't on the list and ask them to pay the suggested $25 donation, which some of them refused to pay. We take checks and credit cards btw! Assholes. I met this (see link) girl. She didn't pay and was a cunt. http://aeshawaks.tripod.com/ Apparently she's famous in the Hamptons. Michael Musto was there too and wrote about our party in the village voice. He was an ass too, wearing a pink suit and acting like he didn't want anyone to recognize him. The highlight was when a BMW pulled up and this guy yelled out, is this the Arlen Specter party? I was like no, "It's Coalition for the Homeless." "What's in your party?" "Well, unlimited food and drinks." "How much?" "$25/person" "OK, I'm going to park the car." He gave me $100 for 3 people and I didn't give him change. You want in? You have to bribe the door girl, taking bribes for the homeless.
The next weekend was my Birthday weekend. First, Steve, (my favorite friend in NY, and further proof that I seem to only make friends with older men. Weird?) the guy with the boat, was in Connecticut, (in NY that means, he's like an hour away), with his boat and invited me up to go sailing and to take me out for my b-day. So I went. Because of the hurricaine that was heading up, we ended up not being able to take the boat out, but we did hang out all day with his dog, and at the local bar, and ate a ton of food. It was so great. Now he lives in California, and it's sad. I got back, as I had when we went to city island, a little tipsy. Jesse met me at the station and we laughed all the way home. The next day was my birthday brunch, where I got a slough of baked goods, Adrienne, my escort friend made me homemade truffles, Meredith and Pete came with trail mix cookies and Oren's coffee. Then My Political Action PPNYC friends came too, because brunch and all. And we went to that sweet place. It was so nice.
The next day (Monday) my real birthday, Kathleen was finally back from her 3 week vacation. She was cute and ordred me Leonard Cohen stuff on ebay. Bob made me a pie, which I thought was very sweet, but it turned out to be a bigger pain in the ass than it was worth, as it is usually with Bob. So he brought in this pie and was like "Here's the delicious pie I made you! When are you going to share it with everyone?" And I was a little let down, because it's a pie. It's my pie, what am I only going to get a tiny sliver of MY birthday pie? WTF? So I put him off all day and ended up taking it home with me. He complained and said I was selfish, then complained to Kathleen and said that was weird. Kathleen told him that I thought it was my gift. Anyway, after it was all said and done, I took it home and found out he'd eaten a hole in it anyway. The next week he went home and came back telling me how he'd made a pie and some little girl told him he should make pies professionally. This is my boss.
Anyway, the rest of my b-day was great. Jesse took me to Fraunce's Tavern. It dates back to before the Revolutionary War, and I guess it was a hotspot back in the day, George Washington would meet people there, and give speeches and such. Currently they have the Magna Carta on display. That's pretty crazy. The walls are decorated with letters from Thomas Jefferson, etc. The food was delicious and it's very reasonable, and it's in that fun secret part of town, Stone Street. Afterwards, we saw the sun set in battery park, then went home. Jesse baked me a cake, bringing the baked goods talley to Pie, Cake, Cookies, and Truffles. So, I'm 26 now, and this brings us to the 3 week period of every year where Jesse and I are the same age, and the 3 month period where BFF and I are the same age.
Saturday was a heath care rally. I marched with Planned Parenthood, as well as other women's medical and choice groups. We marched from 58th and 9th to Times Square where we met up with groups who came from all over the city. There were about 3000 people there, including NY members of congress who were pro-public option, like my Rep. Yvette Clarke. We got a huge response, every tour bus that passed, about every 30 seconds had people cheering. I only heard 2 negative comments, one guy said "If you want Health Insurance, why don't you just buy it!" And I yelled, because we can't afford it, OBVIOUSLY! Some guy booed us, but other than that 99.9999% of people cheered and yelled positive things. The only thing was IT WASN'T COVERED IN THE NEWS! You'd think, but apparently that's been the tone, it was only mentioned once on Daily Kos, a liberal blog, because 3000 people meeting in the busiest street in the world with members of congress to rally for healthcare is the liberal elite. 20 people at a teabag rally is the majority. Bias much?
Stevie, my cousin's b-day is on the 31st of August, exactly one week after mine, and that we share a date square on the calendar, because they always put the 31 with the 24. He turned 30. I called him and left him a nice message. I need to see how he is doing.
The week after that was September 5th and 6th, Labor Day, which in my neighborhood means J'Ouvert and the West Indian Day Parade. It also meant the month where I had someone come to visit me EVERY WEEKEND OF THE MONTH! On the 6th, a girl from Columbia who knew my cousin Evelyn from a study abroad program in France 10 years ago was coming to NY for 3 weeks. She got in touch with me to find out what to do and where to go, then she needed a place to stay for cheap, so we offered our place to her for $20 a night.
She arrived in town on the 5th and stayed with her Colombian friend and now our Colombian friend Ruben, then they met us late Sunday night to drop off her stuff and enjoy the J'Ouvert festival with us.
I'm taking a break, maybe I'll update you about September in a few hours. It's a big month.
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| So you might have noticed a small entry with no large entry. I accidentally made that one private, but it's public now. So if you're interested in what I've been doing the past month, look there. I just got back from Hudson, NY from a trip with Jesse's family. That was nice and relaxing, though apparently there was drama at work. We'll find out tomorrow. I'm bacheloring it up for the next two days until Jesse comes home. I even made toaster waffles for dinner because I'm so inept. I talked to my BFF, who is getting married in 4 DAYS!!!!! She also saw Frank Black last night, a goal of ours for quite some time. It was at the old Hurricaine, a tiny tiny venue. Oh well. I'll get you someday FB!
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| Oh yeah, and James had his baby. It's very cute. Still weird.
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