Monthly Archives: August 2010

Claustrophobia- Quotes from This Side of Paradise


“To hold a man, a woman has to appeal to the worst in him.”

“…man in his hunger for faith will feed his mind on with the nearest and most convenient food.”

“Progress was a labyrinth…people plunging blindly in and then rushing wildly back, shouting that they had found it…the invisible king–the elan vital–the principle of evolution…writing a book, starting a war, founding a school…”

“He found something that he wanted, and always wanted and always would want–not to be admired, as he had feared; not to be loved, as he had made himself believe; but to be necessary to people, to be indispensable…”

“His problem is harder. It is not life that’s compliment, it’s the struggle to guide and control life. That is his struggle.”

“If the father can’t give him good physique, if the mother has spent in chasing men the years in which she should have been preparing herself to educate her children, so much worse for the child.”

“That however the brains and abilities of men may differ, their stomachs are essentially the same.”

“I loathed the army. I loathed business. I’m in love with change and I’ve killed my conscience—”

“… and suddenly out of the clear darkness the sound of bells. As an endless dream it went on; the spirit of the past brooding over a new generation, the chosen youth from the muddled, unchastened world, still fed romantically on the mistakes and half-forgotten dreams of dead statesmen and poets. Here was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined finally to go into that dirty gray turmoil to follow love and pride; a new generation dedicated more than the last to fear poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken…” *****

“There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in a riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth–yet the waters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsibility and a love of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealized dreams.”


One of my favorite poems from This Side of Paradise


A Lament for a Foster Son, And He Going To the War against the King of Foreign


He is gone from me the son of my mind

And he in his golden youth like Angus Oge

Angus of the bright birds

And his mind strong and subtle like the mind of Cuchulin

On Muirtheme.

Awirra sthrue

His brow is as white as the milk of the cows of Maeve

And his cheeks like the cherries of the tree

And it bending down to Mary and she feeding the son of God.

Aveelia Vrone

His hair like the golden collar of the Kings at Tara

And his eyes like the four gray seas of Erin.

And they swept with the mists of the rain.

Mavrone go Gudyo

He to be joyful and red battle

Amongst the chieftains and they doing great deeds of valor

His life to go from him

It is the chords of my own soul would be loosed.

A Vich Deelish

My heart is the heart of my son

And my life is in his life surely

A man can be twice young

In the life of his sons only.

Jia du Vaha Alanav

May the son of God be above him and beneath him, before him

And behind him

May the King of the elements cast a mist over the eyes of the

King of Foreign,

May the Queen of the Graces lead him by the hand the way he

Can go through the midst of his enemies and they not

Seeing him

May Patrick of the Gael and Collumb of the Churches and the

Five thousand Saints of Erin be better than a shield to him

And he caught into the fight.

Och Ochone.



Oh my goodness! I’ve got a new book! I’ve got a new book to read! I’m in love!

Anyway, Charles Mingus and Frank Sinatra on Pandora are awesome. I love it. Currently, I am reading This Side of Paradise and it is amazing! Empty office today due to these lovely, wonderful storms that have come to visit us again. Rather than being a sort of curse this time around, it is a blessing. People don’t want to walk in the rain. I am left with nothing to do but read until 4:30.



Kevin and I celebrated our 8 year anniversary yesterday! He surprised me with tickets to a concert.

Some background information: When Kev and I were 17, we went to a Maroon 5 concert together. I remember sitting on my front stoop, excitement bubbling up inside of my tummy. Hours later, caught up in the drift of our first taste of freedom, we promised each other that when we turned 18 we would get out of this city. Well, 18 came quick and so did the plane that carried Kevin off to New York, and the loaded car that carted me away to Gainesville.

Now: Yesterday, Kevin came over with a bottle of wine, and a bottle of rum. We quickly emptied out two water bottles and filled them up with rum and wine, then scarfed down some Chinese food before hopping on the train to down town.


Filling up the water bottles



On the train


We were spacing out, already buzzed when we realized that we had been going the wrong way and missed our stop 5 stops ago. Kevin had to be the navigator, as I have no sense of direction, and helped a family from Minnesota in the process.


They were scared for at first but soon realized that there was nothing to be afraid of


Eventually, we made it!


Nice n drunken


The show was awesome. Our seats were great!


Adam Levine






And Again



It was well worth the trip and the trouble.



Day 1: The first half day of my vacation adventure was very interesting. Everyone woke up at 9:45 and after much bustling about looking for anything unpacked or forgotten, we finally hit the road at 10, to make it to the port at…I don’t remember. Well, we waited around for a long, long time, then went through customs and security and finally boarded the ship. After leaving my bags in the cabin, I proceeded to explore some of the ship I only made it to the Lido Deck, though (9th floor). After dinner, I wanted to run around and meet people, but the only place on the ship where I could enjoy my night and smoke cigarettes was the piano bar. Once comfortably situated, I began singing along with Wally (the piano player) and reached into my purse for a cig when I smelled Mary Jane floating through the air. I look across the bar and there is Stevie, a 20 something year old from Scotland, smoking a doobie. This was funny to me.  I shuffled through my abyss of a purse looking for a lighter, but could not find one so I walked across the bar and asked Stevie for a light. After, we drank a couple of beers and met like 12 other people, and ultimately became the people to hang out with if someone wanted to have a good time. After many beers and some, Stevie, Simon, and I went back to Stevie’s cabin on the 6th floor to smoke…This is how we met Jamie, Stevie’s best-friend. Jamie had drank way too much too soon so he had passed out in their room only to be woken up by the three of us offering him some of the joint that we had rolled. I don’t remember whether or not he smoked, but I definitely remember being introduced to the xx, this awesome band that I had never heard of. We sat around listening to music, buzzed, talking about…I don’t remember. Well, eventually we all went our separate ways, and I fell asleep happy.

Day 2: Our “Fun Day at Sea” was definitely an interesting one. This was the day of Amanda’s Quinces, this was also the day that I would have to put my feet through ultimate torture by putting them in size 7, 6 inch heels–FUN! Well anyway, I was sitting at the bar in the casino, smoking a cigarette when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and faced a very happy, yet very sea-sick face. She was carrying a bucket full of ice and bud-light and said: “Hi! You look like you like to smoke, and I need someone to smoke with!” I laughed at this and told her that I had to go to my little sister’s fifteens so I really should not smoke. After this informal introduction, we talked about our hometowns, exchanged names, and planned to meet up at the Piano Bar that night. One of the highlights of my second day at sea was when I was walking along the Promenade deck trying really hard not to break my ankles, when one of my feet slipped out from under me and I went flying backwards. I’m bitter sweet about my friends not being there when this happened because it was really funny and ultimate proof of my clumsiness. Amanda’s fifteens were pretty funny; watching Amanda dance around in a ball gown is something that I would have paid to watch. She looked absolutely beautiful either way. This was also the day that I met Adam from Canada, and hung out with Julian, Simon’s brother from Germany and Chris from Switzerland.  I also met Tori, who is awesome! And I met Katie and Kelly from New Jersey, Danny from Miami, and Carlos from New York. After changing into something a little bit more comfortable, I went to dinner then off to the Piano Bar for a few drinks with my new friends.

Night: We all met up at the piano bar: Stevie, Jamie, Danny, Carlos, Tori, Katie and Kelly, Simon, the cute Irish couple, and a ton of other people. The night started off with us singing a lot of the same songs that we had heard the night before. We all got pretty drunk then went to the Comedy Club, where my new friend, Sarah flashed her ass to the comedian and crowd, and made herself famous among the comedy lovers. After laughing and congratulating Sarah, all of us made our way to the club to dance. After a couple of hours of people watching and dancing, we drunkenly climbed 4 flights of stairs to the Lido Deck for some pizza. Why we climbed the stairs instead of taking the elevator? I really don’t know.

Our group of friends from all over the world!

Day 3- Conzumel- We had to be off of the ship by noon. I was unhappily woken up by Pol and Neyleen throwing pillows at me, and pulling the blankets and my toes. As a result, this is the sorpresa that I gave them:

Finally, I roll out of bed and take a shower. I got dressed quickly, did not make it in time for breakfast, and walked off of the ship with Neyleen. On the way out we meet Jaugan, an Indian security guard. We made friends with him, and that is how we got away with a lot of things that would not have been possible otherwise.

Conzumel is an interesting city. The people there are really friendly! First off, my family and I are running around through the maze of shops, and bars looking for a taxi that could take us to the beach. My grandparents are arguing about un peo que mi abuela se tiro. My grandmother has Alzheimer’s so she completely forgot about this little slip and was blaming it on my grandfather. All the while, Neyleen and I, while everyone is in a frenzy, run off to dance and sing with the mariachi band and sang la cucaracha!  We finally get a taxi to drive all 8 of us, and I called shotgun. On the way to the beach, my mom se esta cagando because the driver is weaving in and out from in between cars and kept on driving on the wrong side of the road to skip the cars that were going too slow. My grandparents are now arguing about my grandmother’s birthday. She thought that her birthday was the day before, when really, it was on June 16th.

When we finally arrived safely at the beach, the cab driver and I exchanged cigarettes. I gave him an Amercian Spirit and he gave me a delicious Mexican cigarette. After, my grandpa and I walked around the little beach shops and he bought me a sombrero. I got lots of free Corona and made new friends like Pancho the monkey:

And Lea, the snake:

Well, 8 Coronas in and I was feeling reaaally good. I felt so good, in fact that I agreed to volunteer in one of the crazy events that Amanda and her friends were participating in.

Oh my goodness!

I could barely play the game properly…At least I tried!

Pol thought that this was hilarious, and made it a point to laugh and laugh…and laugh.

This was our ginormous group of Cubans:

Day 3 Night and day 4 and 5….still working on them!



Work- 1:00 pm: Laura and I were enjoying our lovely Wednesday afternoon dealing with clients from every part of the human emotion spectrum. Just after a sobbing 50 something year old woman storms out of our office, Steven walks in, his brows knotted. He looked distraught and confused.

“Que te pasa?” Laura asks.

“Someone stole all of my mangoes. =(” He shows us the sticky Banana Republic bag devoid of all 5 mangoes.

“Huh?” I put the phone down. Laura looks at me with her giant eyes.That ‘don’t you dare laugh’ look is splashed across her face. Steven glances around our office, obviously assuming that one of us hid them. We just stare at him. When he was satisfied that his missing mangoes were not in our office, he walks out. We could hear his voice trailing along saying “Has anyone seen my mangoes?”

3:00pm- I was getting ready to take the new suits etc. that had to be filed, when Genie runs into our office holding a bundle of Motion for Defaults.

“Okay, good I’m on time for once!” and turning to me says, “has Steven found his mangoes yet?”


Laura caught on before I did, and looks at Genie. “Genie! You have those mangoes, don’t you!”

Genie laughs, covering her mouth. I put the paperwork down, filing could wait.

“That poor man! You gonna give him a heart attack!” Laura starts laughing.

“I’ll give them back! This is payback for not giving me coffee yesterday!” She skips out of our office and runs upstairs. I take the filing to the courthouse. All of the viejos are talking about “Ovama” coming to town.

When I got back to my office half an hour later, I was shocked to find mango puree splattered on my desk, Laura’s desk, the wall, the window. My eyes are wide open and it was way too quiet, something was going on. I hear noises coming from under me and I look under my desk, only to find Laura there with her finger over her mouth shhhhing me. She points to the wall. In my absolute state of curiosity, I stick my head out into the hallway, only to be smacked in the face with over ripe mango mush! Nice.

Stephen gasps, Laura laughs, and I just stand there with my mouth gaping open. Genie runs out from behind the metal shelf in our office and falls on the floor, laughing hysterically. I lick my upper lip, still really confused but enjoying the commotion.

After washing my face, Laura told me what happened during my 30 minute absence.

Apparently, Genie thought that Laura was going to tell Steven about the mangoes being in her office, so she decided to hide them underneath Laura’s desk while Laura was in the “pee pee room”. Steven, after just getting over the missing fruit, wanders into our office to grab some post its when he trips over a Publix bag containing 5 mushy, oozing mangoes. He waits for Laura to come out of the restroom. She walks into our office, but before she steps inside, Luisa stops her and warns her about Steven and his intentions. Luisa (Steven’s secretary) calls him and tells him that there was someone on the phone for him. He walks out, forgetting all of the mangoes except for the one in his hand. Genie runs in right after Laura, each of them grab a mango and hide, waiting for Steven to come back. Five seconds later, orange puree was flying around our office. Ironically, no one got hit except for me. We spent the last hour of work wiping everything down, and laughing, laughing, laughing. Carmen was in the background, telling everyone el chisme “Ovama eez here!”, “Ovama eez here!”