Thursday, July 05, 2007

Finally, A Panel Date...and Other Musings

Up to the minute news from Raquel-town:

"I Don't Get Emotional About Stuff Like That"
N.'s response to why, upon hearing that her great-aunt had passed away, she did not cry. And she said it so flippantly and with a somewhat jaded tone. That child is more like me than I thought. I'm afraid.

Secret Single Behavior
Sex and the City enthusiasts know what this is: the stuff you do when you are alone in your apartment, with no man (or woman...or kids) in the mix to judge you on it. Stuff so silly and quirky that you'd never do it in front of anyone else- not out of shame, but because no one would understand your reasoning but you.

I've been engaging in my SSBs ever since my girls left. And it feels divine!

After two years of writing movie reviews for a certain website during the New York International Latino Film Festival- for little to no money, mind you- they let me know that this year they have "someone else covering the event."

Oh. Really.

Lady Estrogen is not gonna like that one bit. You've been warned.

Finally, A Panel Date
Sometime in September, the higher-ups at FDU will let me know if my thesis is worthy of a passing grade and the subsequent MFA diploma that comes with it. AND that I am to present my thesis paper on August 11th on the afternoon before graduation. OMG! You guys! I'M GRADUATING!!!! Like for real!!! Which brings me to...

Raquel's Graduation Blowout!!!!
When I finally received my BA from Alfred, I opted not to participate in the graduation ceremony, much to my mom's chagrin. This time, I will allow myself to be caught up in all the hoopla, mainly because I'm super proud of this degree and I've made some great friends at FDU- I wouldn't miss graduation for the world!

So of course, I need to do it up BIG! After it all goes down, we're gonna party like it's 1999. For real. And that you will not want to miss. More info to come...

ING Direct is Mad Gangsta!

Look what the finance mobsters professionals sent me a couple of weeks ago:

Dear Raquel,

Customer Number: XXXXXXX137

ING DIRECT is committed to helping you save your money.

We noticed you have not been actively saving your money with us and we want to help...

...We plan to review your account again in about 30 days. If you haven't started to take advantage of the great ways we can help you save, we will close your account. At that time, your account balance, plus any interest earned, will be transferred back to your external linked checking account.

Well ex-cuuuuuuse ME!

Don't Renege on the Deal, Dude!
No, I don't want to go to your house and just "chill" or "get to know you better." What part of our arrangement did you not get? I am NOT looking to be your girl, fall in love or any of that crap! Now, if you're calling for some jungalistic boudoir action, okay. Anything else is unacceptable, as noted in the contract you signed.

Just stick to the rules, okay? Don't ruin these three weeks for me...

Tattoo ME!
OK, readers, I'm taking the plunge (finally!) for the second time. I'm getting inked next week. I found a talented, independent artist to design the artwork and brand it on me at a price that won't break the bank. Can't wait till ya'll see it!!! It's gonna be so f%#&ing COOL!

"Not With Your Hair Looking Like That"
My mom's response to me asking if she thought I would get robbed on the subway for not carrying my desk fan in a shopping bag. Then she added: "They probably gonna think you just got put out of your house. They'll leave you alone."

Even after 32 years, that woman's tongue has the power to CRUSH mere mortals!

And you were wondering where I got it from...

*smooches...on my way to the salon to get my hair fixed (happy now, MOM?)*
Downtown lights will be shining
On me, like a new diamond
Ring out, under the midnight hour
Well no one can touch me now
And I can't turn my back
It's too late, ready or not at all