How I have missed thee

Two of my favorite poems! Enjoy

Sonnet 130 by William Shakespeare
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red, than her lips red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound:
I grant I never saw a goddess go,
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:

And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare,
As any she belied with false compare.


Te quiero de Mario Benedetti
Tus manos son mi caricia,
mis acordes cotidianos;
te quiero porque tus manos
trabajan por la justicia.
Si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor, mi cómplice, y todo.
Y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos.
Tus ojos son mi conjuro
contra la mala jornada;
te quiero por tu mirada
que mira y siembra futuro.
Tu boca que es tuya y mía,
tu boca no se equivoca;
te quiero por que tu boca
sabe gritar rebeldía.
Si te quiero es porque sos
mi amor mi cómplice y todo.
Y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho mas que dos.
Y por tu rostro sincero.
Y tu paso vagabundo.
Y tu llanto por el mundo.
Porque sos pueblo te quiero.
Y porque amor no es aurora,
ni cándida moraleja;
y porque somos pareja
que sabe que no está sola.
Te quiero en mi paraíso;
es decir, que en mi paísla gente vive feliz
aunque no tenga permiso.
Si te quiero es por que sos
mi amor, mi cómplice y todo.
Y en la calle codo a codo
somos mucho más que dos.

Dolly Sods West Virginia, here are some pictures from the boyfriend's camping trip 

What to do

How do you pass the time when the one person you usually pass the time with is not there? That's been the big question on my mind. My buddy/my friend/my partner in crime/my boyfriend/my love is away for the entire month of February. I know February is a short month, but after the first week it is straining on me.
While the boyfriend and I are not overly sentimental about packaged holidays like valentine's day - take last year's valentine's day. We made no reservations, we made no plans, we hung out in the house the entire day and went around the corner for dinner. But having this hallmark holiday along with him being gone I found myself reorganizing the shoes in my closet. I did intense research on where I could donate the shoes that are still in good condition, and put away the clothes I had folded from doing laundry. These are all things that I dread to do, especially laundry/folding clothes. So yesterday after everything was organized, tv shows were watched, emails were read and replied to, I found myself playing solitaire. When was the last time I played solitaire? Then I started thinking about the different types of solitaire games and if I could remember them.
HELP! This is crazy, I am turning into my grandmother!

Sure I should be able to use this time wisely, I mean I don't spend every waking hour with my boyfriend when he's here. But knowing that someone is a phone call away, a short driving distance, a couple of bus stops away that gives a real sense of security. I obviously lived before he and I got together and I was quite independent. I have traveled alone and taken on certain risks without a second opinion. However, now that I have this second opinion and this build in supporter I realize that I have actually regressed a bit in my strength. I had to make all the decisions on my own before and I was happy to do it. I made good decisions along with poor ones, and that happens even now. It is more like now I don't have to do all the work in the decision making process because I have him. Like I have become lazy in my own life because I am sharing it with someone.
Last night I got a call from a good friend (female) and she has been in a rather intense relationship with this guy and they are planning to get married. My major problem with that relationship is that every time the guy feels like he is backed into the wall he lashes out at my friend. And I am not dogging him, or taking her side - its just a fact. She needs to work on stuff too, don't get me wrong. But how can you seriously consider spending the rest of your life with someone and make a life together. How do you say to someone you love, I love you but I can't stand you? I think that's the issue. If you can't even have a civilized argument with someone then how can you stand that person? No one is perfect, we all know that but there are ways to do things and ways not to do things. And sometimes there are those arguments that begin with one point and end in another. That happens to the best of us. The issue is, can you turn it around, can the two of you talk intensely about something, trust one another even when tensions are high and get to a common ground?!

So today I am wearing my heart socks, not for valentine's day, that was yesterday but more for the thought or ideal of love. Keep it with you and others will be drawn to you because of it.

Jerry Orbach wins at SAG awards

The actor responsible for part of the namesake of this page won for his performance. Jerry Orbach died in late 2004 and won this year at the SAG awards for his role as Detective Brisco in Law & Order. It was actually quite touching when his wife accepted the award on his behalf. She was composed and made some light jokes in Jerry's honor.

Took the boyfriend to the airport this weekend. He won't be back home until the last day of the month. That's kind of long, don't you think?! But I guess the trip around the world does warrant a long time off from work. It's something ridiculous like 3 days lost in the flight to India. That's just crazy. Especially when you are flying 'into time.' I guess when he flies back it will be like time is standing still. That's also very weird. I can just see when I go to Hawaii in the summer being a complete bum when the trip is over because of the number of time zones I will be transcending. But I guess I will cross that bridge when I get to it.

Ever have those days when your eyes can hardly stay open because they are seriously strained? I have caught some sort of cold and I feel like my eyes are also affected by it. I mean my nose running is something that I can usually handle as a normal cold occurrence but when my eyes are dry and irritated I can't handle it. Oh well, I guess I will have to deal, I have been since this morning. And even more strangely I was so awake this morning, no fighting to get out of bed, and look at the state I am currently in! Oye!

I'm going to take a non cigarette cigarette break. Go walk around outside and hope the fresh air gets into me and recharges the soul. Sometimes that's all you need. You know when everyone at work is just coughing into their computer screens and then they all wonder why everyone else is sick. Hmm, could it be poor hygene? I don't know, call me crazy.

Sophisticated Lady

Hardly!

This morning I touched my boyfriend's frost bitten finer. Ew! It is really strange. When you touch the tip it doesn't feel like how a finger tip would. The skin is hard. And it doesn't even prune how you would expect it would during a bath. It's just gross, especially because I didn't include the detail of his nail. Another nail is growing underneath the current nail. Gross! Even writing this I can't even look at the text. I guess you can tell I was made to be a doctor or nurse. Ugh, no, never. My insides are inside for a reason!
Where did he get frost bitten you might be asking...he went with some very experienced hikers/backcountry campers and went to Dolly Sods in West Virginia. He had a great time, but the poor thing was not built for cold weather like this. I used to secretly giggle to myself seeing people totally out of their element. For example, when I went to school in Syracuse there were a bunch of first time in America-ers and they would be from the Caribbean or other places that have very warm climates. So now picture my boyfriend who grew up in southern India camping for three days in the mountains/backcountry of West Virginia! He didn't even have a hat, but thankfully one of his fellow campers had head gear for him. And I bet if you would have asked him 5 years ago if he could imagine himself here getting frost bitten from a camping trip he would probably think you were crazy. But that's what happened. I will look for a link to some pics that the people took on the trip. Beautiful countryside/landscapes!!

And away we go

Day two of my blog and the tension is mounting, what do I write about?!!
Not that this has to be filled everyday, especially since I haven't even told any of my friends about my blog, but I feel like some effort should be put into it.

Today I actually had some work to do, it was nice to be busy for a change. Though if you would have seen me just two weeks ago you would have thought my job was running me into the ground with the deadlines and amount of work needed to be completed. But its all about fits and starts. We have to hurry up to wait. That's not the most fun working environment. I mentioned to the director that I was looking to switch off the current project and he almost had a cow. And now the client is freaking out because the manager has gone on to another job. Hi, you're not even paying us for the work we are doing for you right now, so why does it matter who is doing it if you like what we give you?!! Grr, client is complete moron.
At my last job I felt very sedentary with my work. You know, every first week of the month get x, y, and z completed. By the last week of the month make sure to have certain things taken care of. And that got boring really fast. Now I am somewhere, where I don't know where the wind will take me and I am still bored. Hmm, must be me, and not the work. It is not as though I don't know how to sit in one spot or act in a professional manner. I think it is more about engagement. If I am engaged with what I am doing the hours fly by and I feel a sense of completion. Right now, I just am not feeling that. I really liked the research I did previously, I felt like a detective. I knew the answer was out there, but it was up to me to find it. That was great. You learn about the topic while you research, you become an instant expert in that subject matter and the information stays with you. You pick up new tricks, remember sources, and are seen as the 'go to person.' I like that. Here, everyone is bright, everyone is interested, so it gets boring because we are all the same. I am not saying that I was the smartest one of the group at my old place, hardly! But what niche I had carved out for myself was just that, my niche, no one else did it or had the time to do it, so I was the source. Maybe it is that I need more glory in my job. More 'great job' more something substantive - instead of saying 'whew, good things we got through that.' People continually tell me that what I am experiencing is on the negative spectrum of what my business does, I got the short straw, so to say, when I was placed on the project. But that's the issue, I have known no other, why keep me here when you know that the client is a dead weight tied around our necks while we are trying to tread water within a strong undertow? Dramatic, but it gets the point across.
Just got more to do, so must run!!

from botanical gardens 

First time for everything

So here I am. One would think after my intense addiction to craigslist I would have thought to create something much earlier. But alas, I have not. Until now that is!

I have named my blog after two television characters that I have followed for a long time. Maybe its corny but to me Law&Order is one of the few viewer worthy shows, so the name of the blog is in a sense me raising a glass to the characters. Cheers!

I wonder - is the popularity of blogs and other postings somewhat of a phenomenon or is it in our nature to want to spread our thoughts. What did one do when there was no blog? Oh that's right, we talked to one another. We didn't express our thoughts through an anonymous fashion, we interacted in physical settings. Is this necessarily better, and are we better off having the outlet of the blog? If you think of it, you can get shot down through a relatively harmless medium (the internet) or if we were to go back to the older way of interaction in person. Obviously the in person interaction is much harsher. Inflection of voice, facial expressions, physical gestures, and countless other things go into a statement. When a statement is put to text it is a different story. The reader has full control of something written in two ways, interpretation and response. In a medium similar to craigslist, for example, a person can write/post a rant, other people will read the rant, react according to their personal experiences/attitudes/values/etc and if provoked enough will reply to that post that invoked the reaction. There is no physical interaction, here the bully and the weakling can go head to head. Meaning the veil of the internet can make any person as powerful or thought provoking as they want to be.
The same question should be posed to me - why instead of interacting with people are you posting in this boundariless environment? Umm, just because I bring up the question doesn't mean I have to answer it. But when I think about it, I feel like it is just a large blank diary craving its pages to be filled. Personal thoughts and other items can gently rest in this bed of blog.