bein' smart

longing for those college lectures? or how about the cool speakers that they always canceled at cua? berkeley has an iTunes page (below) that has downloadable lectures and recordings of events. (so you can listen to CUA alumni Maureen Dowd speak at a school that would have her...) worth a look

http://itunes.berkeley.edu/

i love this

think i can build my own?

Grand Ol' Opera

My opera is this weekend, kids. Come one, come all. It's free, French, and not too long. Would love to see you there!

such a big day

Dems take back the House and Senate
VA goes Dem!
Rumsfeld steps down
90210's out on DVD
and, of course,
Britney divorces K-Fed (who is literally unable to give away tickets to his current tour. everyone else must have watched the kids choice awards too, guys)

ah, what a day.

Notes and asides:

PAUL: I need to speak to you. It's about 7th Heaven. Seriously. It can wait, but don't let me forget this weekend.

THE REST OF YOU: Are you all coming this weekend for Mikey's birthday? Except Tara I mean, I know you're knee deep in rehearsals. :)

i no longer have tonsils

::zip, zip::

they're gone. no more tonsils for geoffy.

the surgery was quick and easy... pain medication makes me feel BIZARRE...

here's to recovery!


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We are our own YouTube

This is why I still have a Dell.

Tyra Banks is Out of Her Mind

Am I talking to myself?

Oh and by the way

i know what we're doing pretty much all next year...

i'm bringing you back

no news is bad news

i don't have a job after all. those imbecilic fuckers from nyu's global education office screwed me over like no one's screwed me over before...even more than kevin did, cheating on me with the girl he's now living with...and her kid (living with the kid, not as incestuous as it came out.) anyways, they proposed the job to me. i accepted. i tuned down another offer. i worked for them - illegally - for six days during the student orientation, meeting the prez of AUP and introduced myself as the NYU rep. i signed a lease on an apartment. and then, after i meet with lawyers in Paris to figure out my papers, i figure out that the NYU is completely uneducated in setting up camp in France. no legal French structure, no means of getting me work papers. and when they realize that they're in way over their heads, they tell me that "it's impossible to hire me" and that they'll think of what to do next.

if they don't send me indemnity, i'll have to take their asses to court.

so, tara, i have no advice for you whatsoever. being american and trying to find work in europe is excruciatingly difficult. hell, it's been 4 months now that i've been looking for work.

you might see me soon after all.

for now, you can see me here, celebrating the news of my job offer in France's Drôme Provençal a month ago...back when things were good:

Tara needs help!

Okay, Opals, I am researching my future life-after-graduate-school, which is coming up at the end of this academic year. I would really like to move overseas, either for work or for a post-grad degree. Do any of you know how to go about doing that, short of Google-ing every university in the country? Parisian Carolyn, I'm looking at you. Any ideas anyone has would be welcomed, as I don't really know where to start. (And p.s., this doesn't have to be singing-related.) Thanks bunches!

just keepin' it movin'

I love every Opal!

I'm glad to see us posting again. My life is crazy busy w/ work and such (as it always is... I do it to myself).

I have a new roommate! Still in the same house, but it's a little different now (the dude brought a couch). We still have a pull-out sofa though, so if you want to come crash, I would love it.

later!
-G

Nice new look, e-opal.

Congrats, Carolyn! I wish I had never left Europe, myself. And LOVING the new format, by the way. How very back-to-school.

email post: carolyn's news

Congrats! See Care's PSA:

Chers amis,

From now on, you can call me Madame la Directrice...and employed!

After leading me on for two months, unofficially telling me that they selected someone else and then called me a day later to ask if I was still interested, after three interviews (and a quasi-fourth on Wednesday) and weeks of frustration, I got the NYU at AUP job!!!

So now I'll be the only person on-site coordinating a new and somewhat misplaced NYU study abroad program at The American University of Paris. Although I'm semi-nervous about the responsibility, getting back on payroll will be so nice (and the fact that it is American-style salary makes it even better!) I can't express how relieved I am to know where I'll be in a month - the wait was pretty agonizing.

Now the online job searches have been replaced with apartment searches...i'm currently living with my honey but this is purely permanent...and securing an apartment just might compete with finding a job in difficulty.

I know the news is bittersweet, but at least I'll be escorted to New York on business every once in awhile!

Send some news about the Poconos! What did I miss?

xoxo
care

You're right, Tara...

Everyone sort of forgot about the blog. Or we all got busy. Something like that. So here goes: Erica's megapost, the summer round-up, if you will.

This summer just flew by-- I'm not really sure what happened. It was just May, and now it's August 28th. Woah. Shit. So I spent the summer working as a "reporter" at the New York Resident, this weekly free street-corner magazine. It was a good chance to write clips, and I published a ton of stories. My editor was a lamo idiot, though, so I was ready to go. The highlight of that internship, I think, was the day I rode up in the elevator with Ashley Olson. She was hot.

WHile my MWF's were taken up at the Resident, I spent the other 4 days at Dr. Bogoch's, working for one of the nuttier old ladies on the Upper East Side. As some of you may remember, I was doing this weird partial employment thing last Fall. One day I answered an ad to move some boxes in a home office, and now it's been 10 months. Luckily that wacko was out of time for most of the summer, so I spent most of my days napping on her floor. (Her couch is covered with papers...) Hurrah, though! Friday was my last day there! No more stupid old whore... I wend to Macy's Saturday to celebrate, and Tara, you'd love my new shoes.

Most of you know Jordan and Pat moved in around the corner (on 81st) this summer-- so that's been fun. It's nice to have 'Friends' in the neighborhood.

So you wanna hear about the Poconos Tara? Um... we ate. A lot. And ate some more. We played sardines, tons of flip-cup, and Jordan, P.S. everyone, can bake his ass off. And I don't mean smoking pot. (though the statement still stands.) We played volleyball, some of us went jogging in the mountain air, and we saw a ton of deer and even a few wild turkeys. The view was amazing. I don't know about the rest of you, but I had forgotten, really, how fucking awsome drinking with Cary Cascino is. Cary, you get the funnest person who traveled the farthest award. Or something like that.

Speaking of which, Paulie, what happened to our awards? Not that I got one. Not that I'm crying myself to sleep or anything.

Photos later. It's not letting me upload any just now.

Puzzle-mania

Okay, people, this is ridiculous. This blog has been SILENT for over ONE MONTH. Unacceptable. So, in the spirit of rekindling blog-fever, here is a post. How was the weekend in the Poconos? THAT would be a good thing to post about. Give me some stories. Please. I have completed 1.5 1000-piece jigsaw puzzles in the last week. I NEED someone/thing to live vicariously through before I totally lose my mind.

As for me, Italy was amazing and fantastic and everything I had hoped for. I ate donkey (yes, donkey) at a Donkey Festival, I screamed and cheered for the Azurri when they won the World Cup (see below post), my passport was stolen in Milan (good times), and I saw at least three denim fashion shows in the piazza (that town loves its denim). So get off your asses and UPDATE ME on the Poconos. I will be holding my breath, while working on a thrilling puzzle of a tiger. A TIGER!

Italia ha vinto il mondiale!!!

That's right, amici, I was in Italy when ITALY WON THE WORLD CUP. I don't know if any of you are soccer fans, but it was an amazing game. When Italy kicked the final goal during the penalty shoot-out, the town erupted. For at least two hours, people sang and danced in the street as cars began an impromptu parade through the town. People were jumping in the fountain, drinking prosecco out of the bottle, and generally celebrating as though they had won the war. I have never seen anything like it! Una bella notte...

My name is Mariah and I hate pickles.

SIGHTED STATE-SIDE

Now has anyone seen Tara?