Well what can I say about yesterday, but that it was a great day. Of course it didn't start off so well, because everything seemed to be going wrong at work. However in the afternoon I bounced back from those setbacks and ended up with a kick ass day. I think it all started when I went to lunch with Kate. I was kind of mellow as I have been for a few days, but upon eating and then visiting E I perked up a bit. Once I made it back upstairs things were still going wrong at work, but I knew I was leaving work early, which meant only an hour to go. While I was waiting for work to end I received a phone call from Sarah. I was so surprised, because it was the middle of the day, totally random. So we agreed to meet in Natick for dinner. But first, I left work and met Vanessa, Katie and Becky for coffee. I actually had a frappucino with coffee, but Vanessa said it doesn't count as my first coffee beverage. After leaving the collage girls I hopped on the subway with my ghetto trash bag of Vanessa's winter clothing, since I guess she won't be needing them in Florida this summer. I lucked out with traffic and made it to Natick in record time. I gave the Sizzling Cheese Chicken dish another try at Friday's and it was definitely better this time. My trip out to CMass to hang out with sucha a good friend was a pleasant surprise for my Friday night, a great start to my birthday weekend.
I made it back to the 'Bury, just as OJ was getting home from the prom. I chatted with him and my aunt before dropping him of at a sketch APP. Haha. I slept in this morning waking up at 7:30, so late. Heading to Plimoth to visit Mark and Kate today.
Favorite humorous moment from yesterday: I did a reading of Britt's final paper at Starbuck's for Becky. What a great paper Britt, we couldn't stop laughing. The people seemed to enjoy, they did clap when I was finished ;o)
Quote of the day: "They almost gave me the goat." - Sarah, being thankful she was assigned a goat as her next patient. Little did she know she went to dinner with the goat (me) see the 1995 Amesbury High School yearbook.
Have a great weekend everybody.
Keeg
Saturday, May 10, 2003
Thursday, May 8, 2003
Sigh
Well I feel like I need to update this LJ but I am on the fence about what to say. Do I talk about what I have done which is kind of boring or I could attempt to find something wrong with the world which shouldn't be too hard or I could begin on a series of biographical entries I plan on making. Decisions, decisions, decisions.
Okay so what have I been up to? Well of course I have been at work, which as always is less than exciting and I pretty much dread having to go there everyday. Recent developments include the life decision of whether to stay or leave, the discontinuation of flex time only after three weeks of officially signing up and the recent praise for some guys horrible excel spreadsheet that is supposed to revolutionize fund accounting.
Last night I brought Vanessa, an ECNUNO member, to BoCaNO and we all had a great time. As always great conversation was had including a discussion on whether guys have a better idea of what an average penis looks like. The girls kept saying that we should know since we see guys penises all the time and I replied that I only see one, so I really can't judge. The girls apparently think at the gym or especially in high school and college, we take them out and compare them with each other. Fortunately, this is not the case and really I have never and will never do such a thing. Vanessa I hope you weren't bothered by this rather inappropriate conversation, who am I kidding you collage kids must talk about stuff like that all the time. Anyway it was a great night and the city looked amazing last night. I walked back to 100 Beacon and then had to walk back through the Common, which is now green from the grass and the leaves on the trees. The temperature was perfect and for the first time in a long time I was happy to be in the city. So that is what I did.
Now I am going to skip the biographical for today and move right on to a little observation I have every morning. My morning commute now has its own wonderful yet sometimes annoying characteristics. First of all I have the constant struggle to actually get into the lot as opposed to parking in the street. It is mostly a problem because to park on the street you need three one dollar bills, not two bills and four quarters, it has to be three dollar bills. Half the time I don't have three dollars period, so I will never be able to successfully park in the street. I am avoiding my observation though, once I get into the station there is always a game similar to musical chairs or "Beat the Bomb". The trains are usually sitting there, but you never know when the bell is going to ring and the doors will close. So you always walk slowly by the doors and then hurry up between cars. It is kind of amusing, because you don't want to get stuck out on the platform, but you want to see how far back in the train you can get. I think this is definitely a sign that I need to get out of the city and stop taking public transportation.
Well apparently my writer's block is over for now. Until next time, this is Keegan signing off.
Okay so what have I been up to? Well of course I have been at work, which as always is less than exciting and I pretty much dread having to go there everyday. Recent developments include the life decision of whether to stay or leave, the discontinuation of flex time only after three weeks of officially signing up and the recent praise for some guys horrible excel spreadsheet that is supposed to revolutionize fund accounting.
Last night I brought Vanessa, an ECNUNO member, to BoCaNO and we all had a great time. As always great conversation was had including a discussion on whether guys have a better idea of what an average penis looks like. The girls kept saying that we should know since we see guys penises all the time and I replied that I only see one, so I really can't judge. The girls apparently think at the gym or especially in high school and college, we take them out and compare them with each other. Fortunately, this is not the case and really I have never and will never do such a thing. Vanessa I hope you weren't bothered by this rather inappropriate conversation, who am I kidding you collage kids must talk about stuff like that all the time. Anyway it was a great night and the city looked amazing last night. I walked back to 100 Beacon and then had to walk back through the Common, which is now green from the grass and the leaves on the trees. The temperature was perfect and for the first time in a long time I was happy to be in the city. So that is what I did.
Now I am going to skip the biographical for today and move right on to a little observation I have every morning. My morning commute now has its own wonderful yet sometimes annoying characteristics. First of all I have the constant struggle to actually get into the lot as opposed to parking in the street. It is mostly a problem because to park on the street you need three one dollar bills, not two bills and four quarters, it has to be three dollar bills. Half the time I don't have three dollars period, so I will never be able to successfully park in the street. I am avoiding my observation though, once I get into the station there is always a game similar to musical chairs or "Beat the Bomb". The trains are usually sitting there, but you never know when the bell is going to ring and the doors will close. So you always walk slowly by the doors and then hurry up between cars. It is kind of amusing, because you don't want to get stuck out on the platform, but you want to see how far back in the train you can get. I think this is definitely a sign that I need to get out of the city and stop taking public transportation.
Well apparently my writer's block is over for now. Until next time, this is Keegan signing off.
Wednesday, May 7, 2003
New Job
Last nigtht we had a big family dinner at Pizzeria Uno. The cast of character included mom, Brendan, Britt, OJ, my aunt and of course myself. I guess we were celebrating the end of Britt's school year. Of course it was constant fun and also I am sure OJ thought it was in a constant state of sketchiness. We had many great conversations, but one which was rather intriguing for me came from a discussion about Britt being an RA, from there we came up with my perfect new job. I should be a Resident Director of a dorm at some college. Is there a job which is better suited for me? So maybe I will go back to school for my masters and become an RD. Think about it you don't pay rent, get to belong to the college scene and get an education all at the same time. Is it not perfect, now who wants me to work at their school?
Tuesday, May 6, 2003
Hangin' at OOMass
We just got back from the Dave and Tim concert which was totally amazing. It definitely makes it into the top five and perhaps into the top 3 of the 35 shows. The seats were quite far from the stage, but the acoustics were great and the crowd behaved for the most part. I wish there were some classic people to talk about beside the merchandise vendor. He was funny and always joking with the customers. Even though nobody wants to see it I am going to post the setlist tomorrow. Okay I have to get going talk to y'all tomorrow. I can't wait to have my first meal in a dining hall aka dining common in over five years. If only I had the spycam, oh actually I do, need to grab it for the morning.
Over and out from Amherst, MA (God's Country)
Keegan
One more thing on one of Dave's rants he totally made fun of Floridians. He said they were weird. Sorry V, I have to agree with him.
Over and out from Amherst, MA (God's Country)
Keegan
One more thing on one of Dave's rants he totally made fun of Floridians. He said they were weird. Sorry V, I have to agree with him.
Monday, May 5, 2003
Dave and Tim tonight at UMass
More than six years ago I went to my first concert ever, the date was January 29, 1997 and the place was the Maine Center for the Arts at the University of Maine in Orono. A few days before the show, I went to the box office and asked the woman at the ticket window for one ticket to the Dave Matthews & Tim Reynolds concert. She gave me the option of front row in the corner or a seat in the balcony. I had never attended a concert before and the only reason I decided to go was because I had the Crash album and occasionally listened to it in my dorm room. My inexperience at concert going left me struggling to decide on a seat, and I decided the front row would be better even if it was in the corner. Upon choosing the front row seat I set into motion a series of events which would forever change my life. I received my ticket and went back to my dorm for the time being, with little knowledge of the importance of the oversized ticket in my backpack.
On the night of the show I returned to the concert hall and entered using my recently purchased ticket. Since I was alone I walked around aimlessly checking out the sights and sounds of my first live music show. I do remember several kiosks in the lobby, one for Greenpeace with several people trying to get petitions filled out and another which sold merchandise. I decided to check out the merchandise table and see what they had to offer. I decided to buy the Recently album, but foolishly passed on purchasing a t-shirt, a decision which still stymies me to this day. It was now nearly a half an hour before the start of the show, so I thought I should get to my seat and consequently started a concert going tradition that annoys my friends even today. I presented my ticket to an usher and he asked me if I was by myself. I said yes and he told me my ticket was for an obstructed view seat. I was immediately disappointed and thought well this will be my first and last concert. However, after a little bit of thought the usher said he had another ticket for me and asked, "How does front row center sound?" It was quite possibly the best question I have been asked in my entire life. He didn't need an answer and I was on my way towards the stage with my new front row ticket in hand.
After passing through many levels of ushers I found my seat in the front row and with intense excitement sat down and took it all in. Of course since I was there so early I was one of only twenty people there, but I was ecstatic and couldn't help but turn around and see how fortunate I was to have these seats. As time passed more people found there way to their seats and finally the house lights went down and the music which was playing stopped. The crowd began cheering and once Dave appeared on stage the cheering erupted to a level of I had never heard before. I was within ten feet of Dave Matthews and was completely in a state of awe. While assuring his guitar was in tune he greeted the crowd, which once again erupted with applause. Once the crowd quieted down, tthe catchy guitar riff from Lie In Our Graves was strum and the night along with my obsession with the Dave Matthews Band officially began.
When I step into the light
My arms are open wide
-David John Matthews
Lyrics and audio of Lie In Our Graves
On the night of the show I returned to the concert hall and entered using my recently purchased ticket. Since I was alone I walked around aimlessly checking out the sights and sounds of my first live music show. I do remember several kiosks in the lobby, one for Greenpeace with several people trying to get petitions filled out and another which sold merchandise. I decided to check out the merchandise table and see what they had to offer. I decided to buy the Recently album, but foolishly passed on purchasing a t-shirt, a decision which still stymies me to this day. It was now nearly a half an hour before the start of the show, so I thought I should get to my seat and consequently started a concert going tradition that annoys my friends even today. I presented my ticket to an usher and he asked me if I was by myself. I said yes and he told me my ticket was for an obstructed view seat. I was immediately disappointed and thought well this will be my first and last concert. However, after a little bit of thought the usher said he had another ticket for me and asked, "How does front row center sound?" It was quite possibly the best question I have been asked in my entire life. He didn't need an answer and I was on my way towards the stage with my new front row ticket in hand.
After passing through many levels of ushers I found my seat in the front row and with intense excitement sat down and took it all in. Of course since I was there so early I was one of only twenty people there, but I was ecstatic and couldn't help but turn around and see how fortunate I was to have these seats. As time passed more people found there way to their seats and finally the house lights went down and the music which was playing stopped. The crowd began cheering and once Dave appeared on stage the cheering erupted to a level of I had never heard before. I was within ten feet of Dave Matthews and was completely in a state of awe. While assuring his guitar was in tune he greeted the crowd, which once again erupted with applause. Once the crowd quieted down, tthe catchy guitar riff from Lie In Our Graves was strum and the night along with my obsession with the Dave Matthews Band officially began.
When I step into the light
My arms are open wide
-David John Matthews
Lyrics and audio of Lie In Our Graves
Friday, May 2, 2003
Thursday, May 1, 2003
Tired
Okay I am tired and busy, but just felt like posting something on this good old livejournal. Yesterday was super busy at work, but luckily Jennie came through with some excellent BoSox tickets and made my night much better than my day. It was free Nomar jersey night, so we battled the crowds but were able to get a couple. The seats were boss, right near home plate, even closer than Tuesday night. My hot dog tally for the night was five, I would have made a run for the record of 8, but I ran out of money. The game itself was going on, but I don't remember much about it because of all the people watching. Lots of hot chicas. Mark and I talked to so many girls it was ridiculous, I alone ended up with ten phone numbers. It should be a busy couple of weeks with all of the dates I'll be going on. One highlight from the game was when Mark noticed a billboard with morse code on it and asked if I knew morse code. I said no, but then decided to use google on my phone just to see if I could find a chart. Sure enough I did and ended up walking all over Fenway trying to translate every letter.
The sign said:
.-. . -..
... --- _.._
_. ._ _ .. ___ _.
Good luck translating. We left the game in the top of the 9th, don't ask me why, because I won't tell you. The game was just starting to get good and from the looks of the highlight it became a nailbiter, but I lost 3 votes to 1 and we hopped in a cab and headed for the 21st Amendment. We made it for the end of BoCaNO, thank goodness. I don't see what the big deal was and why we had to leave early. Oh well, we hung out there until 11:30 and I went home. I slept in this morning on accident and didn't wake up until 6. Now I am at work.
The sign said:
.-. . -..
... --- _.._
_. ._ _ .. ___ _.
Good luck translating. We left the game in the top of the 9th, don't ask me why, because I won't tell you. The game was just starting to get good and from the looks of the highlight it became a nailbiter, but I lost 3 votes to 1 and we hopped in a cab and headed for the 21st Amendment. We made it for the end of BoCaNO, thank goodness. I don't see what the big deal was and why we had to leave early. Oh well, we hung out there until 11:30 and I went home. I slept in this morning on accident and didn't wake up until 6. Now I am at work.
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