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MARCH 06 ARCHIVES

2:57 PM 3/5/2006

another gorgeous day in southern california...i swear, i could get a lot more done if i lived in a place with crappier weather. since i am right smack in the middle of busy season (oh, who am i kidding, it's busy season all year round), i have absolutely nothing thrilling to report. however, i just finished taking an online quiz titled "why don't you have a boyfriend?" i'm not kidding, my life has gotten THAT pathetic. and before you go doubting the validity of this quiz, let me just say that i took two other similarly brainless tests beforehand, and they were both dead on. one said that i should be a capricorn, and the other said i wear dark red toenail polish - no joke. anyways, here was the conclusion:

You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Busy
While a relationship sounds nice, you're strapped for time. Whether you're legitimately busy or just making excuses... ... You don't give men enough of your time. As nice as "instant love" would be, there's just no such thing.

Why Don't You Have a Boyfriend?

um, i really didn't need a stupid quiz to tell me that. however, i know plenty of busy people who have no trouble finding significant others, so i'm not buying the whole "not giving men enough of your time" thing. here are MY reasons why i think i don't have a boyfriend:

1. 99.9% of men are losers.

well, okay, i guess i only have one reason. kinda funny, considering my readers have about 5,930,293,492 reasons why i'm single - here are my favorites so far (and these are direct quotes):

1. "you are sort of scary." (okay, can't really argue with that one, considering i've gotten it from multiple friends)
2. "you are too smart." (i like that one; my dad came up with it, and he's always right about everything)
3. "you're too girly." (so i hate sports, own too many pairs of heels and love pink, sue me)
4. "you're not girly enough." (that one is from my mom - go figure)
5. "you're too picky." (i'm sorry, i will make a mental note to sleep with the next loser who hits on me)
6. "dating you would be a logistical nightmare." (just heard that one tonight from wayne, when i asked him if he would turn me down if i came onto him)

i welcome additional suggestions. oh yes, and before i forget....(1) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHNNY! and (2) WELCOME HOME, ODANI! i'll see both of you again later on this week - drinks are on me. all right, time to get to work...late.

4:16 PM 3/13/2006

happy monday...hope everybody had a fabulous weekend. i got to sit in westside traffic again for an hour and a half this morning in order to make my client meeting in santa monica at 9:00am. once again, i am so freakin' grateful that i did not have to commute up to ucla during my four years of undergrad, except for one summer where the drive twice a week nearly killed me. speaking of driving...i dropped off my car in the ghetto today to get my bumper fixed, and the lady who hit me already paid for my rental - apparently $20/day gets you a crappy neon. needless to say, i was not thrilled. i mean, a freakin' lawnmower has more horsepower than a neon. so this cute rental car guy came to pick me up from the body shop, and on the way over to the car place i managed to convince him to give me the red fifth generation mustang he was driving instead of the neon. he goes, "you better give me some free tax advice now." i was like, sure buddy.

anyway, since this past weekend was lynn's birthday, i am now officially broke and and already on my fourth cup of coffee today because i'm exhausted. read all about the prank we played on her saturday morning here. such a good sport, that girl!

ok, i just bought $100 orchestra seats to see marriage of figaro next saturday on the 25th, but i stupidly didn't check my calendar beforehand and forgot that i'm supposed to go to a dinner at the pacific dining car that same night. so now my options are 1) forego the expensive steak, see the opera, 2) eat really fast and run to the opera and probably end up throwing up during intermission, or 3) scalp the opera tickets. uh, so if anybody out there is a huge fan of mozart opera, let me know...i'll even sell 'em at a discounted price of $99.99 each. or if you're a fan of fabulous food and wine, you're more than welcome to take my place at the dinner, provided that you speak somewhat intelligently to the EY auditors there and happen to look exactly like my long-lost twin. all right? ok.

before i forget...quick shout out to rosa (hopefully i'll see you soon!), who oh-so-helpfully emailed me yet another list of reasons why i might be single. one of the suggestions was, "you still have lingering feelings over your ex." right....feelings of utter disgust and intense dislike, maybe.

all right, back to work. the grind is killing me. two more weeks and tax provision season will be over (for me, at least). and if it's not, i'm giving notice. later, everybody.

cutest picture of lynn ever!

5:33 PM 3/18/2006

another gorgeous LA weekend...happy post march 15th to all my fellow cpas out there - i hope everybody got their clients' extensions filed on time, otherwise somebody's gonna be in for a rude surprise when september 15th rolls around - "oh sh*t! i knew i forgot something..." not that it's ever happened to me, knock on wood. anyways, yesterday marked the two year anniversary of the date i totaled my benz. you know what that means...it's time for a moment of silence for the hottest german car in history.

........

all right. RIP, baby...one day (soon) i'll own another MB. anyways...got my car back from the shop, and it looks fabulous. best five hundred bucks i've never spent. the red mustang was a decent ride, but i was starting to get super aggressive in it, so it's probably a good thing that i had to return it before i got slapped with a speeding ticket. nothing much to report...went to the LA central library for the first time on wednesday afternoon. it's amazing - you can literally spend an entire weekend there. took off work friday to drive up to manhattan beach for lunch, and then went to the aquarium of the pacific afterwards. i'm not quite sure why i've suddenly morphed into slacker extraordinaire, but it's a ton of fun. i suspect it has something to do with the impending burn-out from work.

before i go, here are a few more pictures that i didn't get around to uploading:

new years - lynn's covered in champagne. i wisely showed up after all the champagne-spraying ended.

lynn's bday dinner @ the sky room.

jenny's birthday. coincidentally, this was day #1 of my diet. i blame tom for not doing a better job of stopping me. i didn't even have to whine for more than a minute before he gave in and handed me the biggest piece of cake known to man. YUM.

me and my cute, single, super-smart coworker @ dinner. will distribute her contact info upon submission and approval of qualified candidate's resume and financials. dumb people/losers need not apply.

10:20 PM 3/22/2006

hollywood bowl schedule is out - here are my annual picks. i know they're generic, but honestly, the program doesn't look so hot this year.

July 11 - Beethoven's Ninth
July 13 - Dvorak
August 3 - Beethoven's Fifth and Berlioz
August 10 - Rachmaninoff and Tchaikovsky
August 15 - Wagner, Liszt and Rachmaninoff
August 31 - Shostakovich's Fifth
September 14 - Orff's Carmina Burana

the only one i really have to see is berlioz, since i have yet to hear any of his stuff live. i imagine that it should be pretty powerful in concert, considering how even a mediocre recording of symphonie fantastique usually gives me the chills. anyway, if anybody's interested in seeing the above shows this year, let me know and i'll get my hands on somewhat decent tickets. no more of this $3 ticket crap - it's no fun when you have to hike 20 flights up to your seat and then can't even see the stage once you get there. we learned that the hard way a few years ago when em insisted on watching some opera from the nosebleed seats - we couldn't even make out the subtitles, so it was a good thing that i had studied the stupid libretto before hand and managed to translate about half of it before i gave up and took a nap somewhere during the 2nd act.

anyway. as expected, provision season looks like it'll be extending well into april for me, which pretty much sucks ass. on the bright side...wait, there is no bright side. i'm still hoping to make it out to NYC in a month to catch up with my favorite east coast girls. sometimes i think i should pack up everything and just move to manhattan for a couple of years. how exciting would it be to work out of EY's office in times square? i'm not quite sure how i would survive the winters, though. or afford the rent.

so apparently i have run out of moderately interesting things to discuss. man, i am so boring during busy season. sooo...it's back to flowers from empty vase.

gorgeous... y'know, nothing says, "connie, you are a fabulous friend and my life would be so incredibly empty without your beauty, wit and intelligence" like a vase full of fresh flowers. or jewelry from cartier. just a thought.

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1:09 PM 3/26/2006

first things first:

GO BRUINS!!

wow, it's not everyday you see a grown man lying on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably in post-defeat. ouch. miraculously, my school came through for me again. i cannot believe we've made it to the final four. i will go freakin' crazy if we win - i mean it. i've got a ton of trash-talking to catch up on - particularly at the office, which is currently dominated by a bunch of ucla-hatin' trojans. however, i'm trying not to get my hopes up considering how badly my heart was crushed last football season when i actually believed in ucla having a decent chance against stupid usc. the aftermath of that particular massacre was more devastating than all of my bad breakups combined and multiplied by two.

anyways! no more talk of basketball, i can only manage to write about sports about once every three months before i start freaking myself out. in an attempt to change things up on my page, i've decided to skip today's flower arrangement from empty vase. instead, here is my future engagement ring, courtesy of cartier.

ladies, don't drool. guys - how else can one year's salary last forever? btw, all comments along the lines of "jeez, it's not the ring that matters, connie!" and "can you get any more materialistic?" and "man, i feel sorry for the poor bastard who has to propose to you one day!" will be ignored. when you see me walking down the street in a couple of years and you're suddenly blinded from the flash of my huge, sparkling diamond, don't say i didn't warn you. right, and then i woke up....