December 30, 2006

trees, skates and gynecologists: oh my

quite an eventful day yesterday...

finally made it to the doctor. yay, fun.

when i left, i was this excited:


next: ice skating at rockefeller center in front of the "tree".

now, i was totally prepared for a long line but god damn i was HUNGRY! this didn't make the situation any better.

3:30-- arrive at rockefeller
3:45-- finally figure out where the line for ice skating starts
4:45-- really really hungry. we decide to give it 10 more minutes before making the rash decision to bail.
4:55-- still in line. still really hungry but deciding to stick it out.
5:15--
5:30-- close enough to get good pictures





6:00-- skates are on! but still a half an hour until we're allowed to skate because of these assholes:


anyway, we eventually got to skate in front of the so-called famous tree and i'm glad we waited it out.

you'll notice how uncomfortable we both look. that's because we were praying to god we would not fall on our asses in front of the 5,000 spectators.

and p.s. we figured out my new CAMERA takes video! watch at your own discretion as the camera gets awfully wobbely-- (that can't be the right spelling for that word but you get my drift) --gets awfully WOBBELY once we hit the ice. hold on to your stomachs.









~SCO

December 28, 2006

i'm a photographer!

a bunch of pictures i took today on our cental park excursion...


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~SCO

funny ha ha

ben: hey did you hear about that actress who stabbed her husband five times!?
me:no! who was it?
ben: Reese...Reese something...
me: Witherspoon?!
ben: noooo...with a knife


~SCO

December 21, 2006

pimp my nutcracker

i want to prerequisite this by saying: i hate christmas.

ever since i found out santa wasn't real (last year) the magic has been gone. my own mother even refers to me as a grinch.

and this is why i have no problem making a mockery of this yuletide token.


before:




after:



Pimp My Nutcracker




~SCO

December 20, 2006

attention new york women

it's that time of year again when the gynecologist apointment is well over due.

i'd like to avoid the horror of randomly picking a doctor to poke around my nether-regions so if anyone knows a GOOD gyno with GOOD bedside manner who takes United Healthcare, my vagina will thank you.






~SCO

December 14, 2006

love it!



this will make so much more sense if you see the movie!!!


~SCO

golden globe nominees

I love to hate my work. However, half of the golden globe nominees are clients/projects of ours so I’d like to take the opportunity to brag.

Deep Focus played an integral part in the nomination of the following:

BEST MOTION PICTURE—DRAMA
Bobby; the Weinstein Company
The Queen; Miramax

BEST MOTION PICTURE—COMEDY OR MUSICAL
Little Miss Sunshine; Fox Searchlight Pictures

BEST FOREIGN LANGUAGE FILM
Pan’s Labyrinth; Picturehouse

BEST TELEVISION SERIES—DRAMA
Big Love; HBO Entertainment

BEST TELEVISION SERIES—COMEDY OR MUSICAL
Entourage; HBO Entertainment

and though we don’t technically have anything to do with the talent hired for these productions, it says something if the people who hire us are smart enough to hire all of these talented people:

Helen Mirren, 3 nods
Renee Zellweger
Toni Collette, 2 nods
Stephen Frears
Peter Morgan
Bryan Adams
Edie Falco
Bill Paxton
Sophie Okonedo
Chiwetel Ejiofor
Jeremy Piven


Woooo! Root for all of these people, movies and shows!


~SCO

December 13, 2006

this just in

i read that trash-talking british pop star, lily allen will be soon invading the states. which means that it's only a matter of time before my 10-year-old sister wants her CD and there is a backlash from parents because lily isn't a great "role model".



my advice to lily: stay in the motherland! we're total assholes here! i want to love you, lily, but if you come to the states, you will hate us and you will run your foul mouth and then i'll have to not like you anymore.


<3<3<3<3




~SCO

December 12, 2006

did you google today?

if you didn't, you missed Google's homage to expressionist artist, Edvard Munch.




Edvard would have been 143 years old today. so happy birthday, Edvard!

don't get me wrong, it's not like i'm some big fan of his or anything but i still thought the google search bar looked pretty cool.

cheers to you, google.


~SCO

nudists are having the best week ever

i'm not even sure what movie this is promoting but i will see it solely based on the fact that this is an entertaining time-passer for the work day.





and if you're as privaledged as i am, to work in entertainment marketing, this isn't technically considered slacking off. it's research.

nudist trampolining! DO IT!


~SCO

December 11, 2006

touch of grey

people make mistakes.

things aren't always black and white.

in most situations, there is a grey area and the right thing to do isn't clear.

your head gets foggy and you can't follow the advice you would give to others.

sometimes you have to just follow your intuition and go along for the ride. and it doesn't make you weak and it doesn't make you a lesser person.

it may even make you stronger.


~SCO

December 8, 2006

awesomeness

suck a fat one, phyllis schlafly




~SCO

absurd

this shit is just plain crazy. i'm talking michael richards crazy.



and for those who don't know, the first chick who speaks, phyllis schlafly, was one of the major opponents of the Equal Rights Amendment (ERA) of the 70s. That means this lady made a CAREER of opposing equal rights for women. she galavanted around towns and colleges preaching that the ERA was backed by a bunch of "loose" feminist who were trying to stop women from wanting to be housewives. all the while, mrs. schlafly had 6 children back home and a husband who was probably screwing around on the side. very conservative of you, phyllis. way to lead by example.


~SCO

December 6, 2006

just don't ask questions and read it....

http://www.adamchance.com/funny.htm




~SCO

Gwen Stefani--The Sweet Escape

SUCKS.

i only made it through a couple tracks before i had to stop for fear of losing whatever dignity i had left but i'm pretty sure if i kept listening i would only have even more awful things to say.

i'm also predicting that the title track The Sweet Escape feat. Akon is going to be HUGE on TRL.

brace yourself world, gwen stefani may be infecting our ears for years to come.

i'm just an orange county girl living in an extraordinary world


hmmmmm....



~SCO

December 4, 2006

pittsburgh recap

it occured to me that i never really recapped on my pittsburgh adventure so here goes...


i went to pittsburgh. it was...nice. pittsburgh has a zoo! we went to the zoo, and it was nice. pittsburgh...

um...pittsburgh...

nope wait, i think i already covered all there is to say about pittsburgh.

the end.


~SCO

December 3, 2006

friendship is rare...

i watched "The Sweetest Thing" tonight....

it's a little diddy staring cameron diaz, selma blair, and chirstina applegate. and anyone who doesn't love christina appleagate from "married with children" is not cool in my book. by anyway, the chemistry between cameron diaz's character and christina applegate's character is impeccable.

it's pretty much a mirror image of my dear friend, lauren hartman and i. sure, things suck now that we're at the forefront of our careers in different cities...but in high school--when lauren and i got over our obligatory hatred/jealousy of one another--we found out that we were more simlar that ever imaginable.

watching the characters in this movie reminds me that i can call up lauren at anytime and leave a 15 minute voicemail that will amuse her more than annoy her. no only can i be myself around her, but i can be an absurd, ridiculous, characterure of myself and she won't miss a beat. she'll only be ridiculous right along side of me.

everybody meets their best friends in college. or they at least say you'll meet the people who will replace your high school life. well that's not true.

the thing i love is that on the outside, lauren and i are sucessfull young women. 22-year-old college graduates--a teacher and a publicist--but on the inside we're a couple of vulgar, sex-crazed, borderline alocholic assholes that are never beyond such ridiculous matters as peeing in slurpee cups--just for fun--or making out--if the price is right...

laur, i love you

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~SCO

November 30, 2006

joke of the day!




~SCO

still sick

still feel like crap.

but fear not... for i am still alive!


~SCO

November 28, 2006

back to work

i survived pittsburgh! barely.

more snarkiness to come as soon as i catch up on some sleep and get over my cold.


~SCO

November 20, 2006

pittsburgh bound

i'll be taking a few days off. don't cry.

i'm spending the holiday in pittsburgh with my lovah and his family.

don't miss me too much.

for those who have never been, i'll leave you with this article.

hopefully i'll have all sorts of strange and exciting tales from western pennsylvania to share with you when i come back.


~SCO

November 18, 2006

potpourri

tonight i have a handful of topics i'd like to sound off on so just bear with me.

1. working women in new york

this is something that's been on my mind for a while and it was sort of addressed in this past week's Grey's Anatomy episode. i want to be successful. i want to have an amazing career. i also want to have a family and a white picket fence. i don't work with any woman that are married, let alone that have children. and that scares me.

why is it that women can't be successful mothers? it's totally not fair that at the age of 22 i have to worry about these things. part of me wants to work my ass off and and take this business woman thing as far as it can go. part of me thinks it's not fair to me or my company to kick ass and then bitch out because i decide to have children. i don't want have to chose. and i don't want to even have to think about it at such an early start in my career.

2. John Legend

this video is so sexy and i made my boyfriend learn the bass line so that i'll be motivated to learn the keys and we can make some sexy soul music together. oh gross. what am i saying? we are totally white and nerdy. anyway...



new album. LOVE IT. i apologize for any skepticism i had. it has an old-school vibe that can be appreciated by all generations. if i threw on the cd while doing housework at my parents', i don't think anyone would oppose. the only problem i have is that the first single is "save room" and the second is "heaven". this proposes issues with me because the first track of the album is "save room" and the second track is "heaven". i find it totally queer when artists do this. "heaven" is definitely the best choice as the second single but john legend's camp had to have known this during production. so don't make the tracks back to back. duh. ESPECIALLY if those tracks are going to be the first two tracks on the album.

in my opinion, "where did my baby go" could have totally been spun as the second single. especially from an artists who's first single was "ordinary people" john, as hard as you try and as much influence you have being behind the scenes on tons of mainstream hip hop/RnB singles, you are totally blessed with an old soul. i would almost swear i had heard "where did my baby go" before I had even heard it on this album. i even did some research to make sure it wasn't covered from some 1960s Motown hit.

john, if you're looking for a new manager or publicist, you can totally contact me:
718.797.3618 ext. 246

or for any other reasons, i can be contacted on my cell. wink.

3. Borat

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i need to see this movie. asap. and to all the tight-asses filing lawsuits: lighten up/don't make sexist and racists remarks that will get you fired from a job. douchebags.

4. Damien Rice

saw a TV spot for the new album--sooooo not damien rice style to do that. lame. this album better deliver.

5. BA + MBA

i thought i knew my next step. getting an MBA was the traditional route i thought i was pigeon-holed into following. it wasn't until today that it occured to me that just maybe i've battled my way out of the hole. i have a good job to hold me over and therefore have the opportunity to do what i want.

all my life i've tried to break out of the mediocracy i was stuck in. but i'm out!

with the exception of a few student loans and my dad having control of my cell phone bill (even though i write him a check for reimbursement) i've made it to a comfortable place where i can do anything.

god, it feels SO good to say that and not feel like a cliche.

maybe i'll get a masters in writing and become a humor columnist. NOT.

6. Play Station 3

dear play station,
your commercials are not innovative. they're alarming! the one with the creepy baby haunts my dreams!

but i know as much as the next guy that the fact i am mentioning this commercial and associating it with your product only proves that the commercial is effective. damn you, PS3!!




~SCO

November 17, 2006

happy friday

good morning. i just wanted to leave you with this video of Lily Allen because she's totally adorable.




~SCO

November 16, 2006

psuedo-social life

as lily pointed out, i did not update my blog yesterday and the reason for this is that i was actually out after work. enjoying myself. shocking, i know.

so here's the quick wednesday night recap:

we had a little coworker happy hour because we have yet to go out for drinks with all the new people who have started in the past month or so. i only stayed for a beer but from what i hear both kim and cristin (the new PR people) got relatively drunk and i'm sort of pissed that i missed it.

then i headed into midtown (yuck) to grab some drinks with gavin who was in new york working for the week. one drink turned into many and at one point the bartender was just giving us beer "on the house" because gavin and i were the only people there at like 10 o clock so i'm sure an empty bar isn't very inviting to passer byers on the street. or maybe he had a crush on gavin. either way, below is proof that i actually was out on the town attempting a social life.

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all in all it was good time. we pretended to be grown ups...we exchanged business cards and talked about 401(k) and retirement plans...well no, not really. but kind of.

i'd also like to point out that our once quiet little gavin has been pimpin' half the ladies in pennsylvania. kudos, gavin.

~SCO

November 14, 2006

the nicole perri blog

my dear friend nicole perri has expressed interest in my blog so this one is dedicated to her.

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i don't really know where to start when it comes to nicole. we're been friends for a long time. i think it started back in 4th or 5th grade.

5th grade may have been our official start. we were in the same girl scout troop. and we were bad. when i say bad, i mean we were trouble makers. for starters, we hated girl scouts. we'd both been doing it for some years but by the age of 10, i think we both felt we were too cool for such nonsense. which brings me back to the ever so infamous girl scout camping trip.

i can't remember all the events in detail but what i do remember is that we tortured the weird girl, scaled the cabin roof tops, and sabotaged the final day of the trip also known as the day where all the troops from all the lands come together to play games and make nice. one of these games apparently consisted of a trashbag full of water balloons which we so joyfully smashed on one another before the girl-scout-day-o-happiness could even commence. i think we got reemed for that but the memories are foggy.

anyone that knows us now, could confirm that we are by no means trouble makers or the kind of girls that would make fun of another girl for being an outsider.

nevertheless, nicole and i go way back and it's hard to explain that in a blog. now i'm not gonna pretend like nicole and i haven't had our ups and downs but i will admit that i have totally been at fault for the downs. and what can i say other than i'm a gemini with two personalities and insane mood swings. but nicole, despite her faults and her ridiculousness--her ridiculousness is not something that could ever possibly be explained but is only something you could ever understand from knowing her--is what makes nicole, nicole. and she's always been true to herself. and that's not something i can say about a lot of people. that's not something i can say about anyone really. and i can only commend her for always being the craziness that is nicole. and if i hadn't had so many vodka/sprites tonight, i could probably put that into words far more eloquent than whatever i'm spitting out right now.

nicole is one of kind and that's all there is to it.


kisses!

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~SCO

November 13, 2006

R.I.P. Penny Lane

some of you Penn Staters may remember my beloved hamster Penny Lane. you might recognize her as that rodent who would run around 1106 Beaver Terrace in a clear, plastic ball. or, for our night time "guests" you may remember the sound of Penny running wild on her wheel often interrupting a perfectly good make out session.

well i'm sorry to say, that Penny Lane is no longer with us. she was a good little hamster. a little fiesty and a little snarky with an insatiable desire to gnaw her way out of that cage. in a way, i admired her.

Penny, you will be missed.

~SCO

November 12, 2006

domestically uneducated or domestically challenged

my mom has always kind of been a super mom. she's constantly running around and has more back problems and pain than she'll ever mention but ever since i can remember there has always been fresh flowers in the planters out back, an overstock of basic food items (bread, butter, ramen, cooking oil, etc.) and a homemade dinner on the table. that's not to say we all sat around and ate together. far from it. it was more like, grab a piece of this homemade dinner as you're running out the door to softball practice with an english book to study (inbetween turns at bat) for tomorrow's (pop) quiz.

these domestic mom things are something i've always taken for granted. they're also things i figured i would magically know how to do when i some day became a mom. but it's recently occured to me that it's not that easy. is this something i just need to learn with time or are they things that some people are born with while others are left domestically retarded? i fear it's possible that there is strong evidence pointing to the latter of these two and i am the poster girl for domestic inabilities.

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being domestic attempt #1:
my dad's birthday, october 7th. i was at my parents' for the weekend and i had purchased a vegetarian cookbook while i was at barnes and noble shopping for my dad's bday gift. i got super inspired and proclaimed instead of going out to dinner for dad's birthday, i was going to shock the family with a sara-made vegetarian dinner. my sister was pissed that we weren't going to a real dinner but my dad was super excited.

i went to the store, i got all the ingredients and i set out to make "ricotta and spinach gnocchis" and "spicy broccoli and caulifower stir-fry". yes i'm aware these two meals don't really go together but i'm not trying to be a culinary chef, i'm just simply trying to be domestic.

so to sum things up, two hours into the cooking experience, the stir fry is burning to death, the gnocchis are falling apart as they hit the boiling water, my sister is bitching that i'm stinking up the house, the fire alarm is going off, and there is flour in every crevice of the kitchen. this is about the time when i start to cry. i have been defeated. and i honestly tried SO hard.

"mooooooooom! heeeelp!"

so good ole janice comes to the rescue and tries to salvage my hours of hard work. my sister even layed off her snarkiness for 10 mins. i guess something about a 22-year-old woman weeping over broccoli is enough to make anyone feel bad.

being domestic attempt #2:
the cooking disaster weekend was coming to a close and i was packing up to head back to brooklyn. i was admiring all the house plants hanging around. really gives a house a homey kind of feel.

"maybe i'll get a plant" i thought aloud. i can do plants. how hard could that be? my mom--still feeling sorry for me about the cooking incident--promptly pots too little spider plants for me to take back to my apartment.

i accidentally left them in the back for my car the first week. the second week, i gave them a little home hiding behind the couch. but don't get me wrong. i loved those little plants. i plucked out the dead leaves and made sure they weren't thirsty. i was just waiting to get some cute little hangy planter pots to put them in...

one day i came home from work and noticed a nasty smell. this isn't exactly shocking because julie and i aren't really the best at taking out our trash but in our defense we've been much better since a horrific incident involving a cockroach and the hot neighborhood who described it as "a small rodent!"

anyway, we took out the trash and all the recyclables but i still noticed the stench a few days later. and it wasn't until i was doing the dishes one day that i looked down at the plants...oh i guess i should mention, i had moved them from behind the couch to around the sink by now. one little plant looked way more pitiful than the next. i bent down to get a closer look and that's when the smell hit me. this plant had begun to grow MOLD. i've never heard of such a thing!

so i killed the plant. but not from neglect. from domestic retardedness.

however i should be greatful that the one remaining plant is still producing fresh oxygen in our kitchen/living room.
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whereas moldy plant's deathbed has been relocated to the fire escape.
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ironically enough, i'm making dinner tonight...

~SCO

November 11, 2006

saturday morning in greenpoint

well the sun was gracious enough to let me sleep until 10 today. i finally dragged myself out of the house around 11 with the hopes of shipping my ipod back to those jerks at apple. does anyone else think it's absurd that you have to send your ipod back to apple out of your own pocket because your already expensive piece of equipment decides to flake on you? well luckily enough for me my dad found the two-year warranty that was purchased along with this evil little life accessory a mere two weeks before the warranty expires. good job dad. you almost blew it.

speaking of my dad, he was scheduled to be in lovely State College, Pennsylvania today at my alma mater, Penn State where they will be playing a god awful football team by the name of Temple. the sad part is, i'm not sure if the 2006 Oranage Bowl champs will be able to beat the said god awful team because the Nittany Lions just aren't playing up to par. no that's not true. they are playing up to par...they just suck. and our beloved Joe Paterno is on the injured list. godspeed, JoePa.

now back to my attempt at salvaging my ipod. it seemed like today would be a good day: i was out of my pjs at 11 which is practically unheard of for me. even if i venture out before 12 (or sometimes after 12) on a saturday, i at least stay in some form of my pjs. but not today. i was fully dressed. i even put on a bra.

i went around the corner for some morning fuel. a medium coffee and sesame seed bagel (they were out of everything bagels, erg!) with cream cheese from Dunkin' Donuts. america runs on dunkin'. i then meandered down to rite aid and purchased some grown up things. cleaning supplies, aluminum foil, and a bubble mailer to ship the `pod. i then continued around the block to the post office where i find a "we're sorry. we will be closed Saturday November 11th for Veteran's Day" sign posted to the entrance. VETERAN'S DAY WAS YESTERDAY YOU LAZY BASTARDS. still confused, i checked my phone to ensure that today was in fact Saturday November 11th. to my disappointment, my phone reitterated that there was no chance of me getting in the doors of that post office anytime today. welp, there's always next saturday...but NO. i'll be back in PA next saturday and my parents' house doesn't have windows strategically placed towards the rising sun to disturb my slumber. there's no way i'll be awake in time to make it. and going during the week is clearly out of the question because my hours of employement are enough to rival malaysian sweat shops.

at least it's absolutely gorgeous out. so when i go to the park for a jog, there's sure to be a million lean-cut bodies already there so that i can feel like more of a fatty. maybe i'll just jog with a cigarette in my mouth so that i can really stand out like a sore thumb.


~SCO

November 10, 2006

donde la musica?

let's talk about music, shall we? let's take gwen stefani. just a girl. just a girl that is NOTHING without her band.

example:


what the fuck is this?! who in their right mind told gwen it was okay to steal channel the essence of julie andrews in the sound of music ?? was it your manager, gwen? your publicist? your record label?! whoever is responsible for this should be handed a pink slip. immediately. come to think of it, the fact that gwen has a second solo album altogether is a crime. i'm not gonna lie, i was totally excited to buy Love. Angel. Music. Baby. but i will also be the first to admit that it was not a good album. hollaback girl? despite popular opinion, that was NOT a good song. infectious? absolutely. but it must be noted that "infectious" doesn't exactly have the best connotation. and i'm pretty sure if gwen didn't have pharrell williams on her side, she wouldn't have had a product so easily marketable.

oh gwen. gwenny gwen gwen. stop obsessing over gavin (it makes us uncomfortable. you're married to the guy. you won. now let it go) hire a babysitter for little Kingston, go find Adrian, Tony, Tom and maybe a couple of those trumpet players and give us spiderwebs ! i wouldn't even mind listening to underneath it all for the seven hundreth thousand time if that meant you would stop making solo albums.

let's shift from solo albums to sophomore albums. oh the dreaded sophomore album. let's first talk about two of my favorite albums ever:
Fever to Tell by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Get Lifted by John Legend.

both are albums that i totally respect in the fact they are the kind of albums you can just listen to all the way through. in fact, they're the kind of albums you prefer to listen to all the way through. i'm not sure what it is--maybe the way the songs flow together, maybe because you can't turn it off, you're totally used to listening to one song come after another--whatever the reason, they're great albums. both have an eccletic mix of songs and can put you in a mood. you know how music can do that? it can get you pumped up, or make you feel sexy or make you feel sad or just do something to make you feel...

well let's consider the follow-ups to both of these albums.
Show Your Bones--"Gold Lion": kind of slow...like someone sucked the life out of Karen O. the Karen O. screeching is the only catchiness in the song and even that sounds half assed. i'll admit, i do like the song but the first single is awfully safe for the follow up to an album that didn't take the safe road whatsoever. "Cheated Hearts"? Good song. Good song that could have easily been done exactly the same by Ms Gwen. And "Dudley"? i have absolutely nothing nice to say about that song? what ever happened to "No No No", "Black Tongue" and "Date With the Night"?? This is just a safe album full of Maps.

now i want to move on to John Legend's Once Again but to be completely honest, i've only listened to it all the way through a couple times. i really like the first single "Save Room" but the album seems to also be cursed by taking the safe route. out of fairness and love for John, i will wait to tear apart review this album after i become more familiar with it.

other (major label) sophomore slumps i look forward to shitting on*:
Fall Out Boy
Gnarls Barkley
Damien Rice

*take note that i plan on verbally attacking these albums not because i'm a hater but because i LOVED their debuts and i only hope that they prove me wrong.

this concludes my pitiful friday night. i'm gonna have another drink, smoke another cig and probably pass out only to be awaken at precisely at 9am--when the sun comes POURING through my window to violate whatever anti-sun bodily function it is that keeps me sleeping.

tomorrow i start my new work-out regime because the curse of the cubicle is causing me to gain weight in places that i never thought would get fat. erg!

~SCO

the official begining

so here it is...i've started a blog. i'm sure the only people who might read this are people who know me and know me well but you never can be too sure so i'll start by introducing myself.

my name is Sara-no-h and i'm 22. i come from a relatively normal family. well, we used to be normal: lower-middle class, tight knit, lots of love and ambition and hard work. a mom, a dad, a younger daughter (emily), an older daughter (sara)...and you might think it ends there but normalcy went out the window some years ago...probably around the time of my junior year of high school when my grandma and uncle had to move in on us and take over the already small house. if that wasn't enough, we have 4 dogs. and when i say 4 dogs, i don't mean 4 yorkshire terriers. i mean 4 very medium sized Australian Shephards. then we have a handful of rodents--3 guinea pigs and a hamster--and a couple of neglected beta fish. the ecosystem currently taking over my house is partially the reason for my overachievement. i knew that setting up my life there post-college graduation would doom me to a miserable and claustraphobic existence (little did i know that my current situation would make that look like a paradise--but we'll save that for another day)

i have my BA in public relations and advertising...i'm currently a publicist at an interactive markerting agency. my company was actually just nominated for its first Emmy. that's right, i didn't know the Emmy's gave away awards for advertising either. the nomination is for some super nerdy category, "Outstanding Achievement in Advanced Media Technology for the Non-Synchronous Enhancement of Original Television Content"...um, yeaaa i can't even read it all the way through without getting bored and losing interest but it has to do with some crap we did last year involving HBO's The Sopranos and Google maps...use your imaginations. ANYWAY we specialize in online entertainment marketing. which has it's pros and cons.
pros:
-seeing films months before they premiere
-limited interaction with clients
-seeing how excited Joe Schmoe gets when i give him an autographed Bill Maher book
-sitting bare-foot in my cubicle, scratching my butt and uploading video content to YouTube
cons:
-working until 10 o clock to keep up with those LA folks. coke snorting assholes.

i guess i never really transitioned into my whole new york situation but i guess that semi-explains it. my company is based in DUMBO, Brooklyn (soon to be manhattan because of a dramatic company size increase) so that's where i've been for the past 6 months. i live in brooklyn. i live in a two bedroom apartment (with a roommate) on the second floor of a little house on a little street. i'm not at all a fan of where i am right now (hence the whold "cranky girl in brooklyn" thing) and new york is sure to be the downfall of sara.

which brings me to why i'm starting this blog.
1. i need something constructive to do with my time because i'm too broke to afford a life.
2. i talk a lot and i drink a lot. and i especially talk a lot after a couple drinks and therefore feel the need to express myself
3. i would like to stay up-to-date with all my old friends and aquaitances. it may seem as if i'm doing all the sharing without reciprocation but the point is that i may say something to spark some interest of coversation and in that case, feel free to say so.
4. working in the entertainment market often leaves me with a plethora of gossipy nonsense that i feel inclined to share
5. i'm hoping that the chronicals of my life will give me some kind of structure and/or a clear reflection of my time spent in new york.

okay, that is all for my introductory post. i swear on all of the gods that any posts to come will be 1/4 the length of this one. actually, that might be a lie so i won't make any promises.


~SCO

microphone check: one-two, one-two

well hello crazy cyber world...


 
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