“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -Maria Robinson
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face. thank you.note to self: Placido Chianti 2002 goes down like sandpaper.
Monday, March 23
today
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face. thank you.note to self: Placido Chianti 2002 goes down like sandpaper.
Wednesday, March 18
the game of life
“Bad times wake us up to the good times we weren’t paying attention to.”
Good Will Hunting
Good Will Hunting
I got pulled over yesterday. I saw him, I pressed my brakes.. but I was too late. I just couldnt help but think "perfect timing". With moving in my near future, the last thing I need is to spend more money than I have.. but then again, when is it ever a good time to get a ticket? Its all a game. We all speed, we all pass that 'why-the-hell-is-that-there' stop sign on our way home that we do the classic 'slow-down-but-don't-fully-stop' to.. its all just a matter of how good you play the game to not get caught. Yesterday, I lost. I got the 'Go to jail' card, now I just need to roll doubles to get out. (any monopoly fans out there know whats up). Life and its wonderful curve balls. Besides that, can't really complain about anything. As my mom always says, 'Life is good'.
Monday, March 16
in the end
“I can’t really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else, but in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself” — The Weepies - Can’t Go Back Now
I've experienced more growth in the past 6 months than I have in my entire life. I would not change a thing. xo, jz.
I've experienced more growth in the past 6 months than I have in my entire life. I would not change a thing. xo, jz.
Monday, March 9
Saturday, March 7
take me here
This still shocks me every time no matter how many times I hear about it.. "Since the recession started in December 2007, the economy has shed 4.4 million jobs, with more than half of that number lost in the last four months alone. A total of 12.5 million people were unemployed in February, the Labor Department said." -Lucia Mutikani; Rueters
“We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.”
-calvin and hobbes
“We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.”-calvin and hobbes
the most beautiful suicide
I stumbled across this on another blog and was beautifully stunned by the story..
"On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death.
The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption:
On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure.
From McHale’s NY Times obituary, Empire State Ends Life of Girl, 20:
At 10:40 A. M., Patrolman John Morrissey of Traffic C, directing traffic at Thirty-fourth Street and Fifth Avenue, noticed a swirling white scarf floating down from the upper floors of the Empire State. A moment later he heard a crash that sounded like an explosion. He saw a crowd converge in Thirty-third Street.
Two hundred feet west of Fifth Avenue, Miss McHale’s body landed atop the car. The impact stove in the metal roof and shattered the car’s windows. The driver was in a near-by drug store, thereby escaping death or serious injury.
On the observation deck, Detective Frank Murray of the West Thirtieth Street station, found Miss McHale’s gray cloth coat, her pocketbook with several dollars and the note, and a make-up kit filled with family pictures.
from-http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicide
http://deartroy.com/"
"On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death.
The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption:
On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure.
From McHale’s NY Times obituary, Empire State Ends Life of Girl, 20:
At 10:40 A. M., Patrolman John Morrissey of Traffic C, directing traffic at Thirty-fourth Street and Fifth Avenue, noticed a swirling white scarf floating down from the upper floors of the Empire State. A moment later he heard a crash that sounded like an explosion. He saw a crowd converge in Thirty-third Street.
Two hundred feet west of Fifth Avenue, Miss McHale’s body landed atop the car. The impact stove in the metal roof and shattered the car’s windows. The driver was in a near-by drug store, thereby escaping death or serious injury.
On the observation deck, Detective Frank Murray of the West Thirtieth Street station, found Miss McHale’s gray cloth coat, her pocketbook with several dollars and the note, and a make-up kit filled with family pictures.
from-http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicide
http://deartroy.com/"
Monday, February 23
0 stars for wisdom teeth
Getting wisdom teeth out sucks. It was my first time having any type of surgery and makes me realize how thankful I am this is the only surgery I have the pleasure of being familiar with.
I went in Thursday morning to get it done. I was sooo nervous. They called me back into the room and started to hook up the machines to me that would be monitoring my heart beat and breathing. I could hear the beeping from the machine monitoring my heartbeat and it sounded like I had just hit jackpot at the casino. "BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP!!" going so fast. "Alright, so have you ever had Nitrous Oxide, Jennifer? The more you breath in, the less youll feel." So sure enough I was breathing like I had just finished a race. "its not working!" i remember saying, as my fingers became numb. Before I knew it, they were hooking up the IV. My heart rate had slowed down and it was apparent the the laughing gas was taking its full effect on me. Last thing I remember was the surgeon telling the most boring story about some medical party he went to. I remember thinking, "he is telling me this so ill fall asleep!!" Then before I knew it, everything slowed down and with the blink of an eye it was over.
I woke up in the BEST mood. A little mad that I didnt get to do the classic "countdown from 100" but happy none the less. My mom came in the room and was talking to the surgeon saying how fast it was. I shouted, "FASTEST SURGEON IN THE WEESSSTT!". Then up until today I have been stuck in bed looking like a chipmunk & taking vicodin everyone few hours when the pain starts to kick in. Today is the first day I haven't taken vicodin which is nice because I actually have some energy. Over the weekend I watched countless movies, food channel religiously, and the first season of The Office (which by the way, I am officially obsessed with). Moral of the story, getting your wisdom teeth out sucks.
I went in Thursday morning to get it done. I was sooo nervous. They called me back into the room and started to hook up the machines to me that would be monitoring my heart beat and breathing. I could hear the beeping from the machine monitoring my heartbeat and it sounded like I had just hit jackpot at the casino. "BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP!!" going so fast. "Alright, so have you ever had Nitrous Oxide, Jennifer? The more you breath in, the less youll feel." So sure enough I was breathing like I had just finished a race. "its not working!" i remember saying, as my fingers became numb. Before I knew it, they were hooking up the IV. My heart rate had slowed down and it was apparent the the laughing gas was taking its full effect on me. Last thing I remember was the surgeon telling the most boring story about some medical party he went to. I remember thinking, "he is telling me this so ill fall asleep!!" Then before I knew it, everything slowed down and with the blink of an eye it was over.
I woke up in the BEST mood. A little mad that I didnt get to do the classic "countdown from 100" but happy none the less. My mom came in the room and was talking to the surgeon saying how fast it was. I shouted, "FASTEST SURGEON IN THE WEESSSTT!". Then up until today I have been stuck in bed looking like a chipmunk & taking vicodin everyone few hours when the pain starts to kick in. Today is the first day I haven't taken vicodin which is nice because I actually have some energy. Over the weekend I watched countless movies, food channel religiously, and the first season of The Office (which by the way, I am officially obsessed with). Moral of the story, getting your wisdom teeth out sucks.
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