Sunday, December 25, 2005

Holiday Wishes to All!

Vanessa here...

Blogging from my parents house as I await the Christmas goose and dressing to be set on the table. Santa found me here and delivered lots and lots of great presents. Here's wishing all the best for you and your family and thanks so much for your support throughout the year.

I'll be on vacation until January 3rd, so enjoy the end of the year and be sure to tune in again next year for more of my crazy adventures!

Hang loose and big hugs,
Double Vee

Thursday, December 22, 2005

A little Christmas fun...

Vanessa here...

I've been oout at an office Christmans party thing and I've beeen drinking a lot so just get over it and accept that I'm a woino...U've been drinking a lot...can you tell?

But here's a fun quizz for you for Christmas. Take it. Enjoy it. Have fun.

This is the QUIZ.

Hang loose,
Doubel Vee

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Making progress...

Vanessa here with a fly-by post.'s Project Runway night. The best damn show on television. Tune in to watch Santino bitch out Heidi and maybe Andrae will cry again!

Anyway...back to my patheticism at work, stalking Jolly. Well, I'll have you know that today, I received a forward joke from him. I was listed third on the names on the list and the first female, so apparently I've caught his eye. (I know...he'd be blind not to notice me.) But then I was out at lunch with Griz and we actually ran into him at the mall. Like he was putting himself in front of me, so I have a little gleam of hope that he might be more interested in me.'s a little thing, but give me this, people!

So, what do I do next? Do I send him a joke? I've got plenty...many holiday themed. Or should I hold back and hang back and see what he sends me next? I know...I know...don't throw myself on him, even cyberly.

But it's progress...right?

He's out on Friday and then I leave for the parentals on Saturday, so maybe absence will make the heart grow fonder.

I'll leave you with this: what's the most embarrassing thing you've done to get attention from the opposite sex? Come on...fess're among friends!

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

I think I've taken it too far...

Vanessa here...

Well, I think it's official now that Jolly thinks I'm either a freak or a stalker.

Here's how Vanessa Virtue made a giant ass of herself at work today.

  1. When I got into work, I saw him in the elevator as the door was closing. I couldn't help shouting out, "hold the elevator!" The other person in there held it and I got in and smiled at him and tried to make a joke about him closing the door on me. Dumbass me couldn't see he had earphones on and couldn't hear a damn thing I was saying.
  2. Later, I got up to get something off the printer and I saw him go into the kitchen. So, I hurried my step to the kitchen to get some more coffee and he was in there. I said hey and moved close to get to the coffee. He seemed more interested in the mini-moos than me, so I finished up and left.
  3. The research team was in a meeting in one of the glassed conference rooms and for some reason, I chose that moment to visit Griz's cube, which is near the conference room. I kept tossing my head back and laughing and she was like "what the hell is wrong with you" and I couldn't tell her I was trying to get Jolly to notice me instead of paying attention to the meeting he was in. When I looked into the room, I saw he was staring down at his notepad.
  4. I was coming back from lunch and we were both at the front door at the same time. He offered to put his code into the keypad, but I insisted. Of course, I typed it in wrong, twice. What a dork! He did hold the door open for me and let me go ahead. Nice guy.
  5. Finally, at the end of the day, I saw him get in the elevator and so I bolted down the stairs to get to the bottom floor the same time he did. He said to me, "Getting some exercise?" I just smiled and said, "something like that." He wished me a good night and then that was it.

What. An. Idiot. Could I be more obvious in my attraction to him? I mean, I didn't plan all of the encounters, but seriously, Jolly's going to take a restraining order out on me. I couldn't help myself.

I'm reminded of Cher Horowitz in the movie Clueless where she says if you want to get a boy to notice you, you have to draw attention to yourself. Remember? She sends herself candy and love notes and flowers and drops her pen and pulls her sweater off her shoulders? Course, I'm no bombshell like Alicia Silverstone and she did attract a gay guy in the movie, but the theory seems to be out there and women wouldn't do it if it didn't work (like Wendy T. sitting in her future hubby's lap the night she met him) so it can be the start of a relationship.

Maybe I do need to calm down and back off. I don't want to get reprimanded or fired. It was just one dance and one brief hand hold. He may have been blitzed. He may not even remember it.

I must chill, eh?

Please continue with the're my touch stone. You keep me sane.

Hang loose,

Double Vee

Monday, December 19, 2005

Homo for the holidays and my crush dilemma...

Vanessa here...

Sorry I've been absent of late. I've been so busy at work and going to holiday parties (I'm very popular) and shopping and trying to get ready for my visit to the parentals in Virginia. But mostly, I'm dealing with William, who has turned our apartment into the visualization of what it must look like when Santa Claus barf. Red and white and green everywhere. William's decorating talent has made Martha Stewart look like Scrooge himself. There's buttons and bows and tinsel and mistletoe and wreathes and a gigenormous tree and presents everywhere and lights and candles. William has gone over the top...but then that's how he does everything and I loves him for it., I have to tell you about the holiday party at work last week. I'm having a little problem that perhaps you can help me with. I don't know if this is a female thing and I'm just wigging or if this is something all you other gals do.

So, at the party, we have this presentation by the company president -- you know, rah, rah-ing and year end numbers and such. Nice stuff. We're doing okay. We're a tech company surviving past 2000, what do we want, you know? Then, we all check out the carving stations and the mashed potatoes and meatballs and passed appetizers. Tons of food. Griz and I have our fill and, of course, take advantage of the three-hour open bar. (The Cabernet Sauvignon they served was tres yummy.) Well, we ended up in this knot of people standing around the crudite and suddenly, I'm talking hockey with two sales guys and this new guy from research. We'll call him Jolly 'cause he's soooooooo tall. I mean like my head comes to the middle of his chest. (Griz guesses that he's at least 6'6".)

We're all talking and having fun and laughing and really enjoying ourselves and then next thing I know, Jolly is getting wine for me. Now, I've maybe spoken to him about 8 times since he started working at The Compass, but we're hardly buddy-buddy. Well, you know how you talk to someone for a while and they get cuter and cuter? Yep...that happened with Jolly. He was so attentive and complimentary of me that I was totally smitten. Then, he asks me to dance. Of course, I say no 'cause I don't want to man an ass of myself. But he takes my wine glass from me and leads me to the small dance floor and we groove to a Michael Jackson (don't boo...) beat. And, as we're dancing, he holds my hand. Yeah...holds it.

I got these delicious little chills all over and I couldn't help but smile up into his nice, warm brown eyes. He's really a little doll. Well, not that he's little...the guy is what my grandmother would call "a tall drink of water."

Okay...flash to last Friday and today when Jolly's back at his desk and research and what do I do? I find every reason under the sun why I have to go back there and ask someone questions. Noooo...I can't just e-mail or anything, I have to draw attention to myself.

Do you guys do this? Do you try to become the center of attention so you can get some guy to notice you more? I laugh too loud, I walk by his cube every few minutes, I find reasons to e-mail all of Research just to put my name in front of him. It's not that I'm stalking him or anything, but it's like every time I turn around, go to the bathroom or go into the kitchen, there's Jolly. I can't tell if he's annoyed by me and my presence or if he's noticing me and finding me irresistible.

I've always done this, though. Every time I notice a guy I like or who's cute or, God forbid, has paid any attention to me, I go overboard. I talk too loudly. I laugh a lot. I stalk. I can't keep my mouth shut. Is this a female thing or a Vanessa thing?

What should I do? Lay low? Hang back? Be quiet? Or just keep being myself?

I need help! You've always been there for me before...don't let me down now.

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

The Human Dog...

Vanessa here...

So flabbergasted that I couldn't wait until tonight to blog.

I had to go downtown this morning on an errand and I stopped in at the Au Bon Pain on the corner of Boylston and Berkley got an egg and cheese bagel (I know...I'll get back on my diet after the first of the year) and as I'm standing there in line, this man next to me starts barking like a dog. I'm not just talking any old immitation...he sounded like a real, live dog!

At first, I thought he was flirting with the chicks behind the counter. But then, they handed him his breakfast and he began eating at it and licking a dog! He was barking no stop -- really loudly -- and stopping to scratch himself. Then, he started growling at someone who came too close to him. Honestly, he was acting like a dog. So, I checked him out. Harley Davidson t-shirt, beard, long chain with dog tags on it and a black and silver spiked dog collar. He worked his way through the store, growling and barking at people and when he went to pay for his food, he whimpered.

Then, what got me was no one else seemed disturbed by him! Especially when he stood to get napkins and pulled them out with his teeth and growled and barked. I realized, that he was a regular in there and they were used to it. I asked the cashier and she said he's been coming in for ten years. He started doing the dog schtick and has developed it more and more through the years to the point where he now believes he's a dog. Then she added, "he's a little crazy."


So, if you're on Boylston Street between 8:30 and 9:00 a.m. -- check out the human dog. Believe me, you'll hear him before you see him. And no, it's not some blind person's seeing eye dog in there. It's the human dog.

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Santa ain't got nothin' on me...

Vanessa here...

Man, please...don't tell me that Christmas is like in twelve days. (And if you start singing the twelve days of Christmas, I might have to bitch slap you.) Twelve days! First of all, where the hell did 2005 go? Whooooooooosh...gone! I blinked and it was December. I hear this happens the older you get, but man, I'm only 27...WTF!

However, today was a banner day for me. During my lunch break, I sat at the computer and shopped. Did everything for everyone all in one fail swoop and spent about $300 to fully satisfy my entire Christmas list. I got gift baskets for my parents, a gift certificate for my sister, more gift baskets for Griz and clothes for William. More gift baskets for my co-workers and boss and get this, it'll all be delivered before Christmas and I didn't have to go to the Galleria and fight any other consumers for anything.

Hopefully you've been on top of things better than I have been, but in case you're looking for some last minute shopping ideas and quick turnaround, here are some of my favorite sites that have come through for me...

Harry and David

Wine Country Baskets

Omaha Steaks


Armani Exchange

Kenneth Cole

And you know what, when in doubt, always remember that cash makes a lovely present. Seriously...there's nothing wrong with giving someone you care about a little of the cold, hard cash. That way, they know you care and they can get anything they want.

Now, I'll sit back and see what people send me. I hope I get a neat gift basket...or that new Kenneth Cole skirt I've been eyeballing, or those music CDs in my Amazon wish list. Whatever it is, I'll be grateful that people care enough to even think about me.

How are you doing on your Christmas shopping? Almost done? Barely started?

What are you waiting for...get shopping!

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Monday, December 12, 2005

To pass the time away...

Vanessa here...

Quite a week ahead of me. I've done zero Christmas/holiday shopping and there are only a handful of days left to get stuff. I'm thinking of just handing everyone cash and be done with it. Work's a beatch as we've got all sorts of end of year stuff going on. And most exciting, the work holiday party is this Thursday. Can't wait for that. It's at a local hotel ballroom with an open bar, a chocolate fountain, cheese fondu and tons of other food. I'll be sure to report back on that.

In the meantime, to pass the time away, here's a Christmas MeMe for fun...

1. What is your favorite Christmas carol? "We Three Kings"
2. What is your favorite fun Christmas song? "Up on the Housetop Reindeer Paws..."
3. Who's your favorite reindeer? Rudolph...duh...
4. What's your favorite Christmas food? Figgy, no, just kidding. Certainly not the fruitcake my grandmother used to serve up. My mother makes a killer egg nog. Puts hair on your chest.
5. What's your favorite "day" of Christmas? I'll have to go with the day you get five gold rings. I mean, who doesn't want jewelry?
6. What's your favorite Christmas special? That's a real toss up. I love the Charlie Brown Christmas, but I also love The Grinch and Santa Claus is Coming to Town. I love when the Burgermeister Meisterburger gets his!
7. What is your favorite Christmas movie? Easy..."Die Hard." Don't give me's a Christmas movie. Plain and simple.
8. Do you prefer Frosty or Rudolph? See question #3...Rudolph. Especially the claymation one who fights the abominable snowman with the elf who wants to be a dentist.
9. What's your least favorite Christmas movie? "It's a Wonderful Life." Don't even get me started. George Bailey lives a miserably sad life. Such a depressing movie.
10. Do you open presents on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day? Blasphemy! Christmas Day. Santa doesn't bring them until Christmas Eve. = )
11. Where's your favorite place to celebrate Christmas? My parents house, in my old room with the family dog, my sister and the folks. Makes me feel like a kid again.
12. What's your favorite Christmas memory? When I was 12, my dad put boot prints in the fireplace to make me think Santa had been there. What a great memory.

Okay...have at it and have fun with it...take a twirl with the questions.

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Weekend eye candy...

Vanessa here...

Sorry I've been a bad blogger. Lots of stuff going on at work and then William and I are having a holiday party tonight. So, I promise to be better next week. Office holiday party is next week, so I'm sure to have lots to talk about.

In the's some weekend eye candy. Two words: Viggo Mortensen. Yum.

Yeah, he was in Lord of the Rings and all, but he won me over as The Blouse Man in A Walk on the Moon. Mmmm...

Have a great weekend and hang loose!
Double Vee

Thursday, December 08, 2005

America's Next Top Dumb@ss...

Vanessa here...

I can't find the words to express, define, explain, detail or enumerate how utterly, completely, nauseatingly disappointed I am that last night's America's Next Top Model title went this...

She beat...this...

I mean...are them judges blind?!?!

Nik was robbed. Robbed! That's all I have to say.

I'm just...without words. Mama Ty-Ty, you've got some es'plainin' to do.

But on a happier note, Project Runway is back with a vengence and totally kicked ass for two hours. Can't wait to watch it every week. Did you catch it? If not, the repeats are on tonight. Check it out and let me know what you think.

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

The first flakes...

Vanessa here...

And no, I'm not talking about the need for Head and Shoulders to combat dandruff. I'm talking about the first flakes of the winter season.

Boston is dotted and decorated with a lovely, thin layer of our first snow of the year.

As I walked to work this morning, tiny twinges of icy snow touched my nose, my cheeks, my hair, tickling me with the reminder that cold days were ahead for the foreseeable future. I was moved by the beauty of the cloudy, gray sky and the fact that everyone walking around me was bundled up in their fleece, wool and all weather gear.

There's something peaceful and serene about that first snow of the year as it dances about the sky, falling gracefully to the sidewalk. The nip of the winter air, watching your breath and pulling the collar of your coat tighter.

With the winter comes the promise of rest and relaxation, crawling under the covers, maybe cuddling with the one you love, warming up to a mug of something hot and steamy. A time to catch up on movies you've missed, to sit with popcorn and gorge out on college bowl games. The season for love, peace, hope, a new beginning before the new year starts and we do it all over again.

So, as I await the next patch of snowstorms schedule to slash through the Boston area, I'll enjoy the nights under the comforter, the two pairs of socks and the thick tights I'll have to wear. And when April comes and there's still frozen brown slush all over the place, remind me of this epiphany and love of winter. By then, I'll be looking for a tanning bed to start my preparation for summer.

Let me know what you think of winter...what you enjoy about it and how it makes you feel.

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Tis the season...

Vanessa here with a fun MeMe here to start the holiday season out right and to wrap up 2005. (Where did the year go?!)

Name Five Bad Things That Happened to You in 2005:
1. Hunter, the "I don't want to have sex before I get married" guy who banged some stranger while away at a work training event.
2. Had hot coffee spilled on me on the train.
3. My cat I had growing up died.
4. Friends at work got fired/laid off.
5. Three of my student loan payment checks bounced.

Name Five Good Things That Happened to You in 2005:
1. Met my new roommate and bestest friend, William
2. Got props at work for staying late several times.
3. Found a pair of Kate Spade shoes on eBay for $60.
4. Won $200 on a scratch ticket.
5. Started this blog and made wonderful cyber friends.

Name Five People Who Have Touched You in a Special Way in 2005:
1. William - new roomie, new confidant, new support system.
2. Griz - pal at work who's always there for gossip, support and lunch dates
3. My parents - although they keep riding me to move home, they do support my adventures here in the big city.
4. Aislin - my boss and totally the successful woman I want to be some day.
5. You - my blog fans who return daily to read about me and my adventures - Thanks!

Name Five Things You Achieved in 2005:
1. Lost 10 pounds and kept it off.
2. Got props at work for staying late and working on projects.
3. Made the Boston Globe blog log three times!
4. Paid off my Filene's card
5. Actually had a boyfriend for a few months.

Name Five Things You'd Like to Achieve in 2006:
1. Get a raise/promotion at work.
2. Find a boyfriend/true love.
3. Get a new car.
4. Consolidate my debt.
5. Travel more, although I hate flying.

What is your new year's resolution/what would you like from 2006?
To be happy, healthy, enjoy work and my friends and to find a nice guy to have dinner, a movie and a glass of wine with. And he needs to have a firm ass and dimples.


So...who's next? Why don't you take a stab at it. I tag everyone...all of you! Ready...go!

Hang loose,
Double Vee

Friday, December 02, 2005

The funniest man alive...

Vanessa here...

Phew...after the drama in the office this week and all the sexual tension, Griz, William and I decided to get away from Dodge this weekend. We're going to NYC to see the infamous -- and wickedly funny -- Mr. Eddie Izzard.

Lovessssss Mr. Izzard.

If you're in the New York area...

Perry Street Theatre
31 Perry Street (off of 7th Ave)
Saturday, Dec. 3 at 11pm

Tickets only $25 (no fees!)
On sale Friday, Dec. 2 at 10am

Tickets available ONLY by calling:
*Please note: You can only purchase tickets by calling the above hotline.
*Tickets are NOT AVAILABLE through the box office.
*Tickets are “will call” only and can only be picked up immediately prior to the performance.
*Seating is General Admission. Doors open at 10:30pm.
Okay, I've just whored for my favorite comedian. If you've never heard him, you're missing out on some of the funniest shit you've ever heard. He came to US fame with his HBO special Dress to Kill. Rent it. Buy it. Memorize it. Then choose tea or cake or death... (watch the DVD, you'll get it.)
Have a great weekend!
Double Vee

Thursday, December 01, 2005

What would we do without "controversy?"...

Vanessa here...

Okay, so the whole city of Boston, including our Mumbling Mayor, has gone completely postal over the fact that the city's Christmas tree -- donated each year by our sister city, Halifax, Nova Scotia -- is being called a "holiday tree."

Here's what The Globe had to say about it.

Everyone's gone pazzo about this. Oh, they're taking Christmas out of Christmas. I get home and all of the local-make-mountains-out-of-mole-hills "news" channels are talking about "the controversy swirling around Boston."

I've got three words for all of you: Get. Over. It.

Let me start by saying that I am a Christian. I celebrate Christmas. I appreciate the day for what it's supposed to be about, not just the commercialization of the day. All that being said, everyone needs to calm the hell down.

First of all, the decoration of a tree traces back to Pagan times to celebrate the winter solstice. Later in the 7th century, a tree was thought to have a triangular shape representing the Father, Son and Holy Ghost. But people...Christmas trees have nothing to do with the celebration of Jesus' birthday...therefore...calm down about it being called a "holiday tree."

This is the 21st century where -- believe it or not -- Christianity is not the world's top religion. The United States -- and particularly our beloved Boston -- is a melting pot of many cultures, customs, religions and backgrounds. We all have come together in this great experiment called America that was founded on religious freedoms for all. So, in saying "Happy Holidays" and "Oh, look at the holiday tree," it's merely an attempt to include everyone in the festivities and loveliness of the season where there should be peace, harmony, love and appreciation for all we have.

There...I've said my peace. And if I saw Mayor Mumbles tonight out in town, I'd tell him the same thing. And shame on the newspapers and news outlets for propagating this. Everyone needs to just get over it. Call the damn tree anything you's pretty. Look at it. Appreciate it. Let the love the season flow through you.

I'll climb off my soap box now.

On a happier note, Emily, the Wisconsin kitty who accidentally stowed away in an airplane and ended up in Paris, France, is coming home thanks to Continental Airlines. Now that's a holiday story for your ass!

Hang loose,
Double Vee

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