Jack: That’s a sharp tie you’ve got there, Dennis.

Dennis: That douchebag up front made me wear it.

Jack: Does he know you’re the Beeper King?

Dennis: I don’t think so.

Liz: This is clearly the nicest restaurant we’ve ever been to.

Dennis: Hold on a second, this place ain’t that nice, alright. It’s got rats and roaches like every other restaurant.

Liz: No rat talk tonight, okay.

Dennis: [to Jack] You know there are 17 million rats per person in Manhattan. You eat a pound of rat crap every year without even knowing it, huh?

Jack: I think I read about that in The New Yorker. [pause] Um, anyway, we’ll leave you two to your meal. I hope you enjoy the choices that you’ve made. -30 Rock

Here’s another installment from my early journal entries. Again my commentary is in pink. This one is kind of exciting. This is about when I started dating Metal Head. He was quite the tool, but I thought he was like, so dreamy. Previously I was dating a guy from out of town, but only for a few months. The way I wrote it, you’d think we’d been together for years. (more…)

I’m supposed to attach a brackety thing to the side things, using a bunch of these little worm guys. I have no brackety thing, I see no whim guys whatsoever and… I cannot feel my legs. -Ross, Friends

I may have mentioned that Match and I have a spare bedroom at our duplex. It used to hold our love seat, and was supposed to be a reading room/crafts type room, but I never sat on the love seat in there. So we moved it out to the living room, and I got rid of the big table, and replaced with with a desk. A desk that after many hours of grueling labor, sore fingers, and the need for me to take joint pain relief after kneeling for so long, is finally put together. And I told Match that we’re never again buying a build it yourself desk. We’re using this one until we’re rich enough to get a real wood desk and it’s getting delivered! (more…)

Phoebe: Ninety percent of a woman’s pheromones come out the top of her head! That’s why women are shorter, so that men will fall in love when they hug them! [Ross is staring at Phoebe] Oh, come on, Ross, you’re a scientist. -Friends

Like I said in a previous post, Valentine’s Day isn’t a huge deal for Match and I. We didn’t buy each other gifts, but we did use the holiday as an excuse to do nice things together. With Match’s new schedule, time has been precious, especially weekend day time. Match got home from his night shift and offered to take me to a Valentine’s breakfast. It was a nice little change from the typical Valentine’s dinner, and far less crowded. I cheated from the diet and splurged on waffles. They were so delicious! After breakfast we went home and Match slept for the rest of the day while I worked on a little homemade project for him. (more…)

Carrie: Oh uh, Berger broke up with me on a post-it.
Miranda: On a post-it?
Carrie: Uh huh. Uh huh. Yep. Read it and weep my friends.
Samantha: (Reading the post-it) “I’m sorry, I can’t. Don’t hate me.” The motherfucker’s consise. -Sex and the City

Found this adorable blog prompt idea, and I absolutely love it. Britt, it made me think of you and your notes!

So here goes, my first notes. I may do this weekly, or just every time the urge to post it strikes me.

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Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you’re in diapers, the next day you’re gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I remember a place, a town, a house like a lot of other houses, a yard like a lot of other yards, on a street like a lot of other streets. And the thing is, after all these years, I still look back, with wonder. -The Wonder Years

It’s the first weekend of the new schedule where Match is working and I’m hanging out at the house, listening to Monkey snore and have puppy dreams. You know the ones where the dog yelps and runs in his sleep? Aren’t dogs cute? So tonight is the first night and I decided it’d be fun to go through my old journals (inspired by Brittany and her old livejournal entries) and remember the girl I used to be. Then I thought you readers might enjoy a peak at this girl too! So here is a new segment I’m starting, called Rewind Weekend. I’ll be transcribing excerpts from my Junior year high school diary. Back in my awkward days of acne and sometimes even eczema covered skin, post braces (thank god!) and brand new to the world of sex, occasional drinking, and lord the hormones… So welcome to Rewind Weekend, and Date Girl, the early years. I’m going to add my own commentary in pink. Enjoy! (more…)