Awww...

I don't know if you guys remember this scene from the movie "Love Actually" ... of course you'd remember it!

Manhattanhenge

Manhattanhenge (sometimes referred to as Manhattan Solstice) is a semi-annual occurrence in which the setting sun aligns with the east-west streets of Manhattan's main street grid. The term is derived from Stonehenge, at which the sun aligns with the stones on the solstices. It was coined in 2002 by Neil deGrasse Tyson, an astrophysicist at the American Museum of Natural History. It applies to those streets that follow the Commissioners' Plan of 1811 which laid out a grid offset 28.9 degrees from true east-west.

At sunset, a traveler along one of the north-south avenues on the West Side while looking east can observe the phenomenon indirectly, being struck by the reflected light of the many windows which are aligned with the grid. An observer on the East Side can look west and see the Sun shining down a canyon-like street.

The dates of Manhattanhenge are usually May 28 and July 12 or July 13. The two corresponding mornings of sunrise right on the center lines of the Manhattan grid are approximately December 5 and January 8.[1] As with the solstices and equinoxes, the dates vary somewhat from year to year.

Notes from the Universe

10,000 "I love you's" each morning.

10,000 "I miss you's" at noon.

10,000 "You rock's" every evening. And...

10,000 "Sweet dreams, see you soon."

Just a smattering, Francis, of what we see hitting your "inbox" here on any given day.

Can you feel 'em?

- yeah. sure. uh huh (again!)


*** The universe has been sending me positive messages like this for the past few weeks. Could the universe be right? Could it be telling me that the right person is indeed around the corner? It won't really hurt to be hopeful. Maybe that $42 match.com subscription would indeed pay off. I've set up a couple of dates the coming weeks. Maybe one of them would turn out to be "the one."

It's funny, even as I type the words "the one," deep inside i still feel a wee bit cynical. It's like this tiny voice in my head asking me (or more of a rhetorical question) "Is there really such a thing as 'the one' or is it just an invention of the Hallmark corporation?"

Hmmm...

Official Trailer - "Caregiver"

Notes from the Universe

"There's at least one in every crowd, Francis...
Someone who's there, first and foremost, to love you."

- Yeah, sure. Uh huh!

Php 2 Pesos to Pee!

www.match.com

Ok. I'm going to confess. I did it. I subscribed to Match.com!

Don't really know how I feel about it. I think its a mixture of different things. I have succumbed to the online dating world trying to find love. For some it could be a bit hopeful, but for the rest of the world, it could be called pathetic. I call it hopefully pathetic. Yup. Well at least I am still hopeful!

For the past hour and a half, I have gone through hundreds of profiles on that oh so wonderful site. I asked myself, what ever happened to traditional match making, sparks flying and the entire philharmonic orchestra playing when you bump into someone and felt the magic? Is it really gone? Have we deteriorated to some sort of online shopping and with a click of a button...voila! You have just purchased LOVE, you just have to choose express shipping!

Nevertheless, I vowed to try Match.com for a month, and only a month. This looking for love thing is exhausting. So you browse through hundreds of (pathetic) hopefuls, click on them, either wink or email them, then wait for them to respond. If they don't respond then its sure as hell means they're not interested. BUT! if they do respond, then maybe you guys can meet up for a date. THEN, figure out if its a match. So I gather that the $42.00 subscription doesn't really guarantee LOVE!

I would've been able to buy lots of things with $42!

Still hopeful. I haven't really began scheduling dates. And its as if there are thousands of people on that site waiting in line to go out on a date with me. But we'll see. Gad, still looking for magic!

Amen!

Cymbalta!

No, I am not taking anti-depressants. I just couldn't think of a title for this blog post about being depressed. It's been a while since I posted personal thoughts on my blog. The past few weeks went by like it didn't exist. I couldn't think of anything important or exciting happening in my personal life. I guess I am once again at that certain stage wherein I am feeling restless.

It may seem that New York City has a lot to offer. Thats what they said with Hollywood as well. I am thinking the problem could be me. I just haven't found my real calling. The real "me." I mean of course, being 30 years old (there I said 3-0!), I have a concrete concept of who I am, but what I am trying to analyze and think of is, what else is out there for me. What else is there to conquer. What else is there to do and achieve. I am constantly in search for things to do, activities to plan and places to go.

As I have said before, I am pretty sure that everything will find its meaning, and everything will have a place in this world, I would definitely find all the answers, I just don't know when.

Restlessness.

And then out of the blue, as I was walking the streets of New York City, I saw Elmo and Mickey Mouse.

Friends...Friends...Friends...

Dinner with friends in the city. Celebrating Mikee's shorter haircut! Woohoo!

90 Day Challenge - 12 Weeks of Training!

6th Week - May 5. 2008