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Wednesday, October 17th, 2007
12:09 pm	by the way, if anyone's wondering where i've gone, go here: http://roseycait.blog.com/ (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 17th, 2007
2:26 am	every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end Cait's wonderful fantabulous day..... 1) Trained into NYC, last time for a while. 2) The deities of B&H aided me in the replacement of my lens which decided it didn't want to focus on stuff anymore. The sales guy also shared his experience on the famed Chicago-Seattle train, which now gets added to the ever-growing bottomless list of things I must experience. 3) Vietnamese food with Bert in the park. Bert gave me the best goodbye presents EVER: A. Travel Buddha, whose belly is to be rubbed for good luck. B. Cheesy cheap beaded USA bracelet, so when I forget where I live I can look down at my wrist, proclaim "of course!" and slap my forehead. C. Natural Valley granola bars, in case I get hungry on my journey. D. Happy Bar Mitzvah card, complete with a hilarious/touching note and Springsteen lyrics. 4) Paris, Je T'Aime with Lindsay at Sunshine. Quite possibly the best movie I could possibly watch right now, with the exception of L'Auberge Espanol. I AM THE FAT DENVER WOMAN. 5) 2 hour coffee with Lindsay to discuss said movie, in Whole Foods overlooking rainy Houston St. 6) Yet more coffee with Alina and Kaci. I am now obliged to contact Alina the exact moment I arrive in Madrid to confirm that I am alive, because Alina is my mom. We also determined that if Kaci and I were ever left alone, everything around us would be on fire in short order. 7) Walk through the pouring rain up to Bert's apt for Lost with the Wednesday night crew. 8) Home by 2am. let me just say that fascinating new thing by semisonic is the best song ever because it will make any girl feel instantly better and that the spin doctors still make me happy even after all these years and that i'm all about owen right now because all his songs are about leaving and change and absinthe party at the fly honey warehouse by minus the bear will forever be my travel theme song and the greatest named song in all of history and the new pornographers remind me danielle and the city and that no one knows that popvert exists except me and maybe the band members and chris carrabba from dashboard who i hear is a dick in real life but which doesn't change the fact that he's an amazing lyricist even if he cheats and detunes every song, and boys of summer makes me want to drive around in a convertible too fast in the middle of the night screaming and i still stand that the swimming hour is the best andrew bird album and that figure 8 is the best elliott smith album which actually isn't true because elliott smith doesn't have a best album i only said that because it's the most recent one i've listened to and in the lost and found is just so god damn beautiful and i gotta tell you that praise chorus by jimmy eat world would be the greatest karaoke song if you could properly work the crowd and i fucking love jimmy eat world and i don't care who knows it and i've given up trying to share jon brion with people which is a total lie because of the cds i made dave allen who is a really cool guy and i miss dave colucci like crazy because we are in love with each other and how great were those gifts from bert? i will miss him like whoa along with most people but not enough people and i really want to be a rockstar but never could and no one cares and why do i still write in this thing anyway? maybe because it'll be good for a laugh one day or because i'm currently shopping for a new tell-everything-to person [insert lyrics: standard lines by dashboard] or because i'm both an attention-whore gemini and a modest virgo and now my foot's asleep. fuck. You know what? I'm leaving in less than 48 hours. I'm on my feet I'm on the floor I'm good to go now all I need is just to hear a song I know I wanna always feel like part of this was mine I wanna fall in love tonight... Current Mood: crazy Current Music: kaki king ~ playing with pink noise (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 15th, 2007
9:32 pm	...and eventually you'll finally get it right. being home in summer-like weather, listening to so long, astoria ... it's dredging up a lot of memories, making me think all about high school and the people i've lost touch with, people who used to be my entire universe. and yet, tomorrow i'm going back into the city, which will pull up memories of a completely different caliber, of all the things i've only recently moved on from, things that are still fresh, people i saw only last week. and we all know what friday brings. past, present, and future.....all wrapped up into this one week. i went to rachel's for dinner tonight. twas lovely. i'm still trying to find a place to crash in madrid. worst case, i get a hostel. my kitty is all better!! he's all happy cause he's hopped up on pain killers. today is a nexus. Current Music: the ataris ~ in this diary (Comment on this)
1:55 pm	frisky's okay!!!! Current Mood: relieved (Comment on this)
Monday, May 14th, 2007
2:10 pm	it's becoming difficult to say goodbye. i went up to providence this weekend to see my bro and lauren. it was a wonderful trip. lauren and i went out for drinks at the abbey with a whole bunch of her (and my) friends. i got to see all the pc kids i've known since freshman year, as well as some new faces. good times were had by all. the next day, lauren, marshall, and i went out for breakfast, and i met up with justin at risd. we got ice cream and hung out, then went to a patio party with live music, including his friends penn and abbey who sound straight out of a record from the 40s. before catching the bus, we threw around the frisbee on the brown campus, and feigned high society in the old, luxurious biltmore hotel, which we snuck into just for the view from the top floor. it was a short visit, but a really great one. it was hard saying goodbye to justin, even though he'll always be there. i'm going to miss him. meanwhile, we are in the process of slowly emptying and cleaning out house for sale. plus frisky is scheduled for surgery tomorrow, which at his age is really risky. it's all a little too much sometimes. but i'm trying to stay positive, and look forward, and accept all the changes that life decided to throw at me all at once. i went to the vet this morning to visit with frisk for a bit...now i think i'm gonna read on the deck for a while. it's a beautiful day. tomorrow it's up to rachel's new house for dinner wednesday, one last city trip thursday i'm spending with my dad and friday i'm leaving. packing starts today. say a prayer for my kitty, would ya? Current Mood: nervous Current Music: m. ward ~ post-war (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 9th, 2007
4:22 pm	ok you have not experienced jazz until you have watched michel camilo blur his fingers over a piano. he's a friend of my dad's so we went to see him at the blue note last night. my goodness. kerouac says that jazz is wonderful because it is completely in the moment. each note has nothing to do with the note before or after. love it. graduated yesterday too. well ok not really, but i went to msg and walked with the may '07 grads. it counts. and today... i chopped my hair off!! before: after: i'm going to providence tomorrow and 9 days til europe! if you go you should know it matters not where but why. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: owen (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, May 7th, 2007
10:24 am	"…and the things that were to come are too fantastic not to tell." so i really am confident in my ability to take on the world...i swear... this is greatly helped by an array of kerouac, owen, minus the bear, the motorcycle diaries, l'auberge espagnole, a series of foreign films, and the constant battering of encouragement and fits of jealous rage from my nearest and dearest....even strangers who learn of my ambitions quell my fears as they smile secretly and whisper "good for you." but couchsurfing.com did it. i'm officially excited, and i'm not going back. bring it on. [my first weekend in madrid is going to be such a party] so home's not s'bad. i think i miss walking more than anything else. i feel so gross. but i keep telling myself that 2 weeks of nothing is okay as long as it precedes 2 years of everything. the other day i got into the city to see a show with emily and her fam. i'm heading back in tomorrow to graduate, even though i already did that. i hiked up to the firetower a few days ago. it was a lot shorter and easier than i remember, but still just as gorgeous as ever. i'm going to providence this weekend to say goodbye to lauren and justin. i'm chopping my hair off on wednesday. next week will hopefully bring a coffee date with heather and seeing michel camillo at the blue note with my dad. and oh yeah, my flight got changed to three days earlier than originally planned...so that's interesting. 11 days and counting. "What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? -- it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies." --Jack Kerouac Current Mood: anxious Current Music: nora o'connor (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 29th, 2007
6:17 pm	weekend packed up my life into a carload got sushi with gretchen put on a bright red dress went out for dancing and hugging and well-wishing until 4am broke the bar with mark and ian and got breakfast at 7A just at dawn packed emily and matt into a budget truck got lunch with matt's parents, care of emily's mom packed me into a two cars put the couch on the street took some final 5th street photos home. my tummy feels funny... leave the keys leave the keys pick up the boxes with your knees and break a sweat with me one last time. Current Mood: indescribable (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, April 28th, 2007
6:16 pm	risd z-day this is what my little brother does at school. i would like to take the opportunity to thank my parents, whose generous donation of tuition money made this all possible. Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)
9:37 am	so last night was our (but mostly emily's) dessert-themed apartment-cooling party. lots of amazing desserts. lots of people trying port for the first time. me playing bartender with regine's recipes. lindsay's bday celebration. good people. good food. good wine. good ROOF. good times. :-) it was a wonderful crowd and everyone had a really great time. just a perfect way to bid farewell to 5th street. and katie and lindsay gave me incredible going-away presents, because they are beautiful people. thursday night regine, katie, jj, kristen, lindsay, rob, and i went to the village lantern. bruschetta and 7-deadly-sin cocktails, followed by really bad karaoke. it was a blast. regine is the best. i am really going to miss her. i'm taking today to pack up my room. then tonight is my long-awaited goodbye party. it's apparently the party of the year, with everyone i've met in new york planning to attend. nice. and did I mention the note that I found taped to my locked front door? it talked about no regrets as it slipped from my hand to the scuffed tile floor I rode the train for hours on end and watched the people pass me by it could be that it has no end just an action junkie's lullaby New York City such a beautiful disease. Current Mood: enthralled Current Music: josephine baker (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, April 26th, 2007
10:50 am	this week is actually going by much slower than i anticipated. i've been spending a lot of it getting reacquainted with central park. there is nothing like a picnic and a nap in the grass in this weather. i saw grindhouse again on monday, because madeline and i both wanted to see it again, and guy and ofer hadn't seen it yet. it kicked just as much ass the second time around. tuesday i had my last ever lunch with bert :-( after two years!! i'm going to miss him so much. last night was my last night at the cafe. talk about surreal. they got me a cake that said "86 cait." it's going to be very strange not going back. today some guy is coming to take my couch, then tonight is bleecker st. i've had a different goodbye drink every night so far...marc, madeline, and ofer. plus given a few goodbye hugs to some of the staff who can't make my party. it's all very bittersweet. but c'est la vie! emily and i are never going to solidify a plan for europe. we are geminis. nice. I've got a picture of you a Parisian street, early morning, late spring and I know what you were thinking you were taking a break from life you were traveling light a pair of walking shoes and a sweater you were where you were when you pictured where you'd be: anywhere but home. Current Mood: loved Current Music: owen (Comment on this)
Friday, April 20th, 2007
10:05 am	it's the final countdown... so turns out i'm not working next thurs, which mean i want to do one last bleecker street night: village lanturn for free comedy and music then over to what used to be asylum for free karaoke everyone come!!! it's officially begun: wed: last day of work thurs: bleecker st fri: dessert party sat: goodbye bash sun: move out day YIKES Current Mood: anxious Current Music: chris thile ~ on ice (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, April 19th, 2007
12:13 am	wednesday Gloria, my grandmother, had an extra ticket to Deuce, starring Angela Lansbury and Marian Seldes, which is still in previews. She gave me the ticket and treated me to lunch. The show itself was okay, but watching two Broadway legends made it all worth it. Then Dave took me to see Ratatat at Webster Hall. I had never heard of them. They were AWESOME. So except for the books I blew all my money on, it's been a day of being treated, which is somewhat of a concept for me. What a lovely day. Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: relient k ~ faking my own suicide (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 17th, 2007
2:52 am	monday 10 cent wings & beer dunkin donuts after an unsuccessful quest for coldstone karaoke with horatio sanz by god i'm going to miss new york. Current Mood: satisfied (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, April 14th, 2007
1:43 am	Grindhouse: A Review. God bless Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez. For these two trouble makers may be credited with the resurrection of the B-horror sci-fi movie / action film done right. They understand what we as an audience require to be entertained: that which we have spent countless hours educating our youth against; that which we have poured hundreds of thousands of government dollars into eradicating; that which is politically incorrect and really, quite simply, just. plain. wrong. That is the shameless and explicit mergence of gratuitous sex and unnecessary violence. They feed it to us with such blatant disregard for conscience that we are forced to break down our societal boundaries and tear down the walls of intellect, until all that is left is the consumption and admitted enjoyment of pure entertainment. Before we know it, we of the double feature are rallying together, screaming for the beaten and battered victim-turned-hero to rip that lunatic to pieces by any means necessary. Fuck it! We want women whose clothes are curiously torn revealingly to shreds while still retaining perfect make-up, hair, and glistening, unblemished skin! We want a hero who can wield six guns of varying caliber containing a seemingly infinite amount of ammo! We want car crashes! We want fire! Blood! Death! Zombies! We want it all. And fuck if we're not going to love the shit out of every fucking second. And yet, there is laughter. The hokey one-liners you love to hate. The type-casted cameos ... Bruce Willis as badass, Kurt Russell as psychopathic badass, Rosario Dawson and Rose McGowan as badass hot chicks. The cinematic choices clearly pulled from 70s horror, 50s sci-fi fantasy, every action film ever created, considered, or envisioned, and the worst of bad porn. Your own realization that it's funny because it's all ridiculous and who do they think they are pulling it all off like that anyway? In the end, it's all so perfectly crafted, so wonderfully kickass, that it even becomes possible to forgive Quentin Tarantino for insisting he be in the movie somewhere. He's fat, he's gay, his character's dick is melting and there's a stick in his face ... but he's the genius behind it all. He's the one responsible for reminding you of who you really are: a simple-minded id-driven creature who will be satisfied with unattainable half-naked women blowing shit up, and nothing more. David Lynch, eat your heart out. When I left the theater tonight, I felt like calmly lighting a cigarette, robbing a liquor store, shooting a hostage because he killed the only man I ever loved, taking a body shot of bourbon off supermodel hostage #2, dislocating every limb, and making my getaway on a moving train. Like being on a roller coaster with a clown and a hooker. So God bless you Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez. God bless you. For illuminating all that is wrong with American cinema and exploiting all that is right, until we can no longer tell the difference. Current Mood: rejuvenated (Comment on this)
Friday, April 13th, 2007
7:26 pm	where is my mind oh man. i'm seeing grindhouse tonight. i am SO EXCITED. it's been a pretty chill week. I somehow managed to score three days off, and I have used them to do absolutely nothing. it's been glorious. i had a little three book love affair with christopher moore. i know i shouldn't binge on authors, but it's my style. i got to see my cousin karen the other night. we went out for super wonderful sushi and then back to her apt to watch planet earth on the discovery channel. it's funny getting fucked up with family. we're going to dinner at inoteca sometime next week, because her bf used to live with the owner. let's hear it for a free meal at new york's hottest restaurant. speaking of which, alex, katie and i went to dinner at the new leaf cafe last night, since jay manages. i love nights out. i love how i never do any of this stuff. i'm terrible at being a new yorker. i'm getting a new tattoo this week. a symbol i created that merges scorpio and virgo, as well as "...each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned." from the alexander pope poem eloisa to abelard, as well as eternal sunshine. both on my back, through the gemini stars. i found the perfect artist. he's a biker in his 50s named Skull with a british accent who happens to be the nicest guy in the world working at a really reputable parlor. I LOVE THIS. it's my last one. i swear. and i never want to see another font as long as i live. eric got robbed by gypsies in spain. after this stopped being hilarious, it made me think about ways to strap all my possessions to my body forever, since it would be typical for me to lose everything within an hour of landing. i really can't wait to go. the haley bonar show actually made me feel a lot better about leaving. it's amazing how a $5 williamsburg show and a glass of white wine can quell a girl's fears about touching down in madrid alone. i decided that the best way to take on the world is to slink into the shadows and watch its every detail. i bought the perfect travel bag. it's a hideous cream color, but i mailed it to justin to decorate. i love having a brother in art school. and my mom's done with chemo!!!! :-D anyway, that's about it. i'll talk to you kids later. xoxo Current Mood: chipper Current Music: pixies (Comment on this)
Saturday, April 7th, 2007
6:19 pm	I sang about the things I love... hello livejournal. como esta? i haven't written in a while. this is not to say nothing has happened. far from it. lots has happened. THREE WEEKS in three weeks i will be leaving behind everything i've even known and jumping head-first into the unknown. holy shit man. it really started to hit me when i put in my last day at work. it was the first step i took toward actually making all this happen ... changing my life and all. i've been at the restaurant for over 2 years now i've been in nyc for 4 i've been in new york my whole life and now all of that will be gone i've been talking about it for so long, but it's just now starting to sink in. i go back and forth between "fuck yeah where's the plane" and "holy crap what the hell am i doing i'm making this up as i go along i'm a fraud and i'm going to be found out any minute and come running home with my tail between my legs" i'm thrilled and terrified all at once, and i know that it's right and i know that the view will be mindlowing and i know that i won't even feel it when i hit the ground, it's just a matter of mustering the courage to leap over the ledge. luckily i've got a hoard of people chanting JUMP, all of which are willing to push me over if need be. so my last day at work is april 26th my goodbye party is april 28th move-out day is april 29th i get on a plane may 21st ... the first of many let me put it this way, my couch is officially up on craig's list. wow. anyway, i'm not dead yet. i'm heading out to the luna lounge in williamsburg tonight to see haley bonar. everyone bailed, so it's a date with myself, which is cool. i guess i should get used to checking things out on my own anyway. there's still plenty to do. loose ends to tie up. goodbyes to gamble. and of course, making a feeble attempt at trying to appreciate anything before it is gone. c'est la vie. I flew through the front windshield I landed on my back I lied there on the bloody concrete I thought about the things I love there were stars the size of planets they were bigger than the clouds their light was shining on my small world I lay there and started singing my hands groped for my pockets reaching for the wiskey flask I heard the words of the great ones God Almighty, I'm free at last in a white sheet bed in Greensburg I slept a century and in my dreams I did a lot of singing I sang about the things I love Current Mood: hopeful Current Music: haley (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 13th, 2007
12:00 am	I've always been a believer in the zodiac, but lately I've been looking into it deeper... it's so fucking accurate, it's scary. suddenly everything I've ever questioned about myself makes sense. and what's REALLY weird: your midheaven sign is what you aspire to be, and because of this it is often reflective of your parents. my midheaven signs are virgo and leo my mom is a virgo my dad is a leo case and point. if you know the time you were born, go here: http://www.0800-horoscope.com/birthchart.php and get your chart done. they will tell you a million things, which will make you skeptical but what you should pay attention to is sun sign, moon sign, rising sign, and midheaven sign. it may surprise you... Current Mood: amazed (Comment on this)
Monday, March 5th, 2007
8:23 am	i actually had a dream i found my ipod. something is wrong with me. i need to get out more. john nash came into the restaurant last night. he's the best celebrity sighting yet by far. i'm still working on convincing spain to let me into their fine country. and i'm starting to think delta is run by robots as i have yet to communicate with a single living human being via email or phone. my new laptop is more beautiful any of us could ever dream of being, but nothing is compatable with vista yet ... itunes and semantic antivirus included ... so we play the waiting game. the waiting game sucks. let's play hungry hungry hippos! i've discovered the blow and mirah ... because they are playing a free concert on wednesday. if anyone wants in, let me know. i should go. bartending today. then catering greenwich house to raise money for the hungry. leave love if you like... Current Mood: meh Current Music: all my music is on the laptop with no sound...naturally... (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, March 3rd, 2007
3:37 pm	i was out at a bar with prudence, dax, leigh, and liz last night my bag got stolen it was hanging under the bar right next to me and right next to the bartender, who turned out to also be the manager he said it was ridiculous that it was gone since i'd been right there the whole time the guys behind me remembered seeing it 10 minutes before pru and leigh walked me home in tears at 3am the bar called at 5am saying they had found my bag and that my wallet and all its contents were accounted for turns out the bouncer had seen the guy with my bag and asked him about it the guy had taken off running to the bathroom where he threw it in the trash seemed like a miracle until i went to pick it up, and everything of value was missing...except my wallet and all its contents ipod keys $200 glasses dvd i was going to lend someone my day planner?? all gone. i have a feeling some of it just fell out of the bag ... because who would want my fucking glasses ... but i went back twice and the guy said they had thought of that and checked the garbage three times already my ipod is gone i have no health insurance, and my glasses are gone keys to my apartment and to the restaurant are gone i cancelled my debit card 2 seconds after it happened, and that turned up, so now i'm without it for no reason my ipod is gone. why are human beings so rotten? Current Mood: violated (5 Comments |Comment on this)