Steph Takes Pics

I am 25, a native New Yorker still pumping away by Manhattan. I go to a lot of shows, eat out a lot, enjoy films and love to shop. My blog will revolce around pics I take and my thoughts. Most of the time this will be pure randomness though most of my pics/thoughts will pertain to music and food. Enjoy and comment if the spirit moves you!

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Tue Mar 31
So last weekend the company I work at celebrated a milestone. One I’m supposed to keep under wraps and so I will. Our celebration involved reliving the 80s (I was a super “zeek” but ya’ll can “kiss my grits” - according to wikipedia those are examples of 80s slang), lots of pizza, Jack Daniel shots in little soy sauce dishes and karaoke in K-town (for you non-NYCers that’s short for “Korea Town” which is Manhattan around 32nd btwn 5th & 6th avenues). That whole weekend for me was a colorful blur. I remember bits and pieces regarding things like Strawberry Stoli, my singing Metallica, dancing on a chair, performing some Eminem rap song with a stranger who apparently thought I was the authority in rap performance and going to some internet cafe after with a co-worker who was thouroughly annoyed that her phone needed charging. Oh, and cheese balls. I remember there being lots of cheese balls and popcorn.
On an unrelated note - I hate when people randomly laugh crazily while sitting at their computers. Now, I don’t mean an escaping chuckle, I’m super guilty of that one…especially when viewing celebrity gossip blogs or facebook or whatever. But I mean when people are sitting there for like 10 minutes making a loud racket with their annoying Mickey Mouse-like laughter just waiting for someone to ask, “what’s so funny?” or “what are you looking at?”.  I’m even more annoyed when someone does fall into the trap and it’s something sooo not funny that the asker is immediately like, “um…ok”.  All in the time span of 20 minutes. 20 wasted minutes. 20 minutes of your life that you’ll never get back. Kinda like the 20 minutes it’s taking me to write this and multi task as I “process affiliate applications” at work. I dub these folks “laughter attention whores” and “time stealers”. I have no clue where any of the above came from except that I’m half way through my Brawndo energy drink and a similar scene just played out beside me. I love my office though cuz co-workers rarely fall into the asking trap…and the owner of the annoying laugher is a really nice guy. I’m just feeling rather bitchy I guess.
Late of the Pier (and The Whip) tomorrow @ Bowery Ballroom. Can’t waitttttttt.
Word of the Day: Barracuda

So last weekend the company I work at celebrated a milestone. One I’m supposed to keep under wraps and so I will. Our celebration involved reliving the 80s (I was a super “zeek” but ya’ll can “kiss my grits” - according to wikipedia those are examples of 80s slang), lots of pizza, Jack Daniel shots in little soy sauce dishes and karaoke in K-town (for you non-NYCers that’s short for “Korea Town” which is Manhattan around 32nd btwn 5th & 6th avenues). That whole weekend for me was a colorful blur. I remember bits and pieces regarding things like Strawberry Stoli, my singing Metallica, dancing on a chair, performing some Eminem rap song with a stranger who apparently thought I was the authority in rap performance and going to some internet cafe after with a co-worker who was thouroughly annoyed that her phone needed charging. Oh, and cheese balls. I remember there being lots of cheese balls and popcorn.

On an unrelated note - I hate when people randomly laugh crazily while sitting at their computers. Now, I don’t mean an escaping chuckle, I’m super guilty of that one…especially when viewing celebrity gossip blogs or facebook or whatever. But I mean when people are sitting there for like 10 minutes making a loud racket with their annoying Mickey Mouse-like laughter just waiting for someone to ask, “what’s so funny?” or “what are you looking at?”.  I’m even more annoyed when someone does fall into the trap and it’s something sooo not funny that the asker is immediately like, “um…ok”.  All in the time span of 20 minutes. 20 wasted minutes. 20 minutes of your life that you’ll never get back. Kinda like the 20 minutes it’s taking me to write this and multi task as I “process affiliate applications” at work. I dub these folks “laughter attention whores” and “time stealers”. I have no clue where any of the above came from except that I’m half way through my Brawndo energy drink and a similar scene just played out beside me. I love my office though cuz co-workers rarely fall into the asking trap…and the owner of the annoying laugher is a really nice guy. I’m just feeling rather bitchy I guess.

Late of the Pier (and The Whip) tomorrow @ Bowery Ballroom. Can’t waitttttttt.

Word of the Day: Barracuda

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