Almost there.

My life is almost settled.
I have chosen a job offer.
I have a temporary place to live.
I have been scouting out 3 different locations in the NYC area where I could potentially live.
All my coworkers know of my departure this upcoming Wed.
I have brought half of my stuff back from Whitetrashville, DE.
The Yanks are in 1st.
I am dominating at fantasy football.

Things still to do:
Get ready for AZ.
Get in better shape.
Get myself back in the dating game.
Figure out how $2000 is missing from my banking account (not hard considering I currently work for a bank.)
Read a new book (been about 2 weeks since my last one)
Make sure I see the season premiere for Grey's Anatomy.
Write posts that aren't so random.

Anyways I'll explicate on my job in a later post, lets just say there have been few things that have made me as excited, like I will be doing EXACTLY what I want to be doing for a job right now. Once I get an apartment I will feel settled for the first time since Early May. Okay this post is going down the boring path so I'll wrap it up, but I want to leave you with 2 questions...

1) Why isn't ultra pasturized milk more popular? Like you can store it forever at room temp, and when you want to use it it comes in sizes where you don't feel pressure to drink it before it goes bad. I bought it the other day on a whim and I am in love. It also is only 80 calories per cup which is better that the standard 90 calories for skim milk.

2)Why is it only the ultra large women at my work eat the lean frozen food products such as "Smart Ones" or "Lean Cuisine." Like I understand they see a problem and are trying to fix it, but seriously I NEVER see the cute in shape chicks eating this. I mean the "Lean Cuisine" means shit when you eat a bag of chips and Peanut M&M's as snacks. I really want to just put a treadmill in front of the microwave, and explain to them benefits of exercise. WOW I am a cranky asshole, time for sleep.

P.S since I am home this weekend I will for sure put some pictures up. Keep checking back.

Clearing out the Matty Archives

Wow I have wayyyyyy too much to talk about. With over 2 weeks of material and about only 30 minutes of energy left before I pass out all I can give you are quick hitting, mind numbing anecdotes and short stories of my action packed and enigmatic weeks. I guess I'll just bounce around and explain my life in my standard haphazard fashion. You obviously love it because you are back here reading my biz-ness.

Saturday Night

• After Jinelle tried to attack me and personally offend me (like this could ever happen) because of my excitement of his "single-like" weekend, Mr. Brian, Mr. Justin and I went out to the bar and proceeded to act in a fashion in which 22 year old single guys should. Except one problem, my increasingly worse eye infection made me cranky and anti-social, as my retinas were burning. On a scale from 1 to Extreme Pain I was at an 11, but I would never tell my compatriots this because of the entertainment they were providing me. Mr. Brian reverted to his August 2002-September 2004 form, and for one night it seemed as he was back in his prime, spending around $100 dollars in a night for drinks, hitting on decent looking girls, and then complaining about how much money he spent later on. Add drunkenly dancing with the aforementioned girls and all of the sudden he is BACK!!!!
  
• Justin on Saturday September 1oth, 2005=LEGENDARY. For once he left himself vounerable to be embarrassed by some girls and blatantly started hitting on them. He basically morphed into Sean, and completed the Bennington Triple Crown. This involves, drinking 10+ drinks, hitting on and getting denied by girls because of your intoxication, and drunkenly leaving the bar to remove the contents of your stomach. Since it was his first triple crown, he was sad about his actions at first, but overall it was a great learning experience for him, especially if he ever wants to chase any girl not named Franchesca ever again.

Tuesday

• I almost crashed my car about 10 different times because I couldn't see/lacked vision on my way to work, as my eyes were in horrible pain. BAD, BAD times. This was also the day I told the roommates that I was leaving Whitetrashville for good. This was so easy and painless, it couldn't have worked out better-a good sign for the upcoming week. I also booked plane tickets out to Arizona for Greg and I. We leave on Thursday Sept. 29th for the weekend and the USC/ASU game. I am definitely taking this weekend trip thing to a whole new level. BTW I booked the tickets for $225, 16 days before our trip. I am officially the best flight bargain hunter ever, GO ME!

Thursday

• So if you were paying attention I am leaving for AZ on a Thursday. FYI I am NOT asking for the day off from work. So adding these things together what do you think I did this Thursday? Yup after nervously practicing how I would resign for over 48 hours I did the deed. I did it by leaving my boss an email on Wed. night asking him to discuss a personal matter on Thurs. After lunch on Thurs., we went into a meeting room, and I cited that my desire to move back home was my reason for quitting. My boss was very accommodating and nice, even thanking me for giving him time to find a replacement, and for doing it in such a classy way. It was very weird walking around the office now though, as some people know about my resignation, while others are like "hey it is going to be a busy October, a lot of work to get done." When they say this I silently and deviously laugh to myself and say "maybe for you, not for me, I'll be in Arizona/NYC suckas!!! No more "land of tax free shopping for me"

Friday

• I went to DC/ N. Virginia to see Greggy and SEAN MICHAEL BENNINGTON, who was on a business trip to DC, after that bitch named Katrina decided to wipe out the planned city of his trip, New Orleans. On the way to see him I had one of those moments that would only happen in a movie like "Serendipity" as Greg and I ran into Rebecca Rose in downtown DC. Like what are the odds, especially since she was over 5 hours from NYC. What a small world So anyways in chronological order, here is what our favorite leprechaun proceeded to do during the evening, making it a gold medal winning "Drunken Sean" night.
  

1. Upon greeting him, Sean (already bombed) proceeds to put both Greg and I in headlocks and kiss us on the cheeks. This happened 10 plus times in very public places. I actually started to apologize to the people around us, which will not be the last time I did this while in his presence
   
2. On the metro Sean decided to pick on the girl who happened to be sitting next to Greg. He started up a conversation with her and began to tease her about every aspect of her life. Her hometown (Minneapolis,MN), her college(some place in Wisconsin), and her boyfriend, were all things he made known he disapproved of. Of course Greg was very comfortable and relaxed in the time Sean was doing this. No, wait, on second thought, I think he would have rather jabbed himself in the eye with a fork.
   
3. Sean called Greg and I "his niggaz" in front of a crowd of about 20 African-Americans. At that point I would have put the odds of us getting stabbed at 2:1. Luckily we sneaked into the bar "Millie and Al's".....
   
4. Oh wait I forgot, Sean wanted to offend someone in there too. Mr. B wanted to hit on girls like crazy this evening. So in the bar he decided to hit on a B or B- girl, who was surrounded by 2 dudes, one of which we later found out to be her boyfriend. These 2 dorks were very wound up and didn't like Sean's forwardness, and started screaming at Sean. This got my Greco/Italian temper going as I screamed back a good old "Fuck You, assholes!!!, and made a gesture towards them. This raised the anxiety of the bouncers, but before it got ugly we pulled Mr. Sean outta there and onto the street.
   
5. The night was just about over as Sean puked in the bushes on a main road less than 50 feet from a cop. He took a cab home even though his hotel was less than 100 feet from a metro station.

So anyways I basically am about 75% sure which job I am going to take in NYC and I am about 62% sure of the area I am going to be looking to live in. Stay tuned for the details tomorrow as my employment will become official. FYI I will be living with family for a few weeks as I look for a place thats not a million fafillion dollars in rent. If any of you NYC people know any normal/non-white trash people who need a roommate, please gimme a call or shoot me an IM.

P.S. I want to start seeing more comments!!! OK bed time, i have a long day of going through the motions and pretending to work hard tomorrow. :)

We've reached a new low, posting at work

So I want to detail a legendary Sean, Matt, and Greg weekend along with telling about my job quitting experience, but I have been paralyzed by my need to make a decision in choosing between 2 offers with the exact same salary. Ugh. I am going to write a therapeutic ramblings tonight detailing my decision and the weekend. I do love how exciting life is right now, but it is also taking a lot out of me. Don't worry though, fans I'll be back with a bang tonight!

The contract signed by people, who were not too busy studying contract law 

We all were better friends for making time to play Cashflow together 

2 Part Rambling

Okay so 2 things to talk about to ya'll today.

1) I had the best Labor Day Weekend that I can remember.

2) I am 98% sure I will be moving to NYC this October.


This weekend I drove over 850 miles, yes Magellan over here drove to DC, to the Jerz Shore, to CT, and lastly to NYC all in my customized 4 day weekend, so I am kind of over the whole driving thing right now. Monday in Ct was just a relaxing veg out day, and Friday night in Newark was just a very college type night with house parties and bar hopping, basically a very standard Feb '04-May'05 night for me, nothing too special. Saturday and Sunday are the days of this weekend which made this weekend my favorite post college one yet.

Saturday

After clearing up my hangover I drove down to DC to hang out with Poppy before my tailgate with my friend Matt. For all of you not fortunate enough to go on our SB '05 cruise he is the friend I made on this cruise thanks to Megan, as she introduced him and his fiance Christina to our rowdy group. After downing a pizza and watching some collegiate football with Greg, it was time for me to go to the Tailgate that Matt and his friends set up prior to the Phillies-Nationals game. Don't' worry though I made sure I was late getting there by getting lost driving the mile from Greg's house to Matt's.

The next 3 hours were a blur as working Matty now gets drunk in about 20 minutes off 2 beers. Basically I sat and bullshitted with Matt and his friends in the parking lot until we realized, whoa, the game is 2 innings old, we better pop in there. After 5 innings we made like Californian's and left in the 7th, which was good because a) Christina wasn't feeling well b) the Irish were on c) I was so drunk I could barely see the game and follow the action from our awesome seats d) The Phils lost in extra innings (they are 2-5 when I go to their games)

SO Matt dropped me off back at his apartment and I watched the Irish for like 12 minutes before I passed out, as he went out to eat with everyone else. After I watched a Laguna Beach marathon on his HD TV, I left the capitol, and made my way to Island Heights, NJ. At some point I will have to explain my obsession with Laguna Beach, and how I wish I was 17 and living in a rich and shallow California beach town.....

Sunday, Sunday

At 7 Mike, Rob, Travis and myself started to play a game that would ultimately make us better friend and future business partners. The game we played was Cashflow, and it affected our lives dramatically and changed the nature of our friendships, so as those who chose not to play made a decision they will regret dearly, as they will be members of the "rat race" for the remainder of their life. Cashflow is more a learning experience that a game that has winners and losers, and the game really helps you to make wise business decisions. Only a true business major could appreciate this game, and it was a one of a kind experience. After our game we chilled out watched a very coked out but very good movie called "Sin City," and watched Mike antagonize his little cousins, who seem eerily too smart for their age.

Okay the NYC paradox, time to finally explain,


The past few weeks I have figured out the career path I want to pursue. The profession I found that suits me is Investor Relations, in which the needed skills are a mixture of marketing, communications, and finance. I have found there are many of these opportunities in NYC which first made me re-evaluate my anti-NYC stance.

The second determinant that changed my mind was seeing how many of my friends were living and loving NYC.

Thirdly I realized how ADD I am and how I need to be entertained constantly to be satisfied. Newark,DE is not exactly the entertainment Mecca of the world.

The final two decisions I made were that 1) my job's advancement/growth isn't that good, and as much as I hate the snow/winter, I love the fall more, and couldn't give that up. There is a lot more detail into each decision but that is the overall overview. I was offered 2 jobs in NYC today, and am on cloud nine, so I am going to sit back have a beer and pass out.

Next step in my life, learning how to quit a job and break up with my roommate, honestly I dread these 2 things more than anything, even the Game 7 2001 Luis Gonzalez World Series bloop hit. Any advice on how to do either would be greatly appreciated:)

I'm going, going, back, back to N-YC, YC

I guess the title says it all. I am going back to NYC on Tuesday for another interview with the company I met with on last Thursday. Conveniently I also am going to go on another interview later in the same day for a job I applied for this week. I am officially an interview slut. Anyways I have probably had the most non descript week of all time, as all I have done is work and watch TV. Okay this entry sucks, I'm killing it right now. I'll add more when I am not sounding like Daria.