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My workplace Boston Harbor Hotel has been chosen as the premier spot for democratic convention. This Monday we are holding a function where former president Carter, Clinton and forty US senators would be present. Clinton may play his saxophone. The event is not open public but very excusive however I would be able to talk freely with senators who I am told are easily approachable. I am the wine sommelier on a particular section that is under my service area and I am hoping Clinton may sit in my section. :)

Armat,I don't think mgmt would appreciate you discussing anything with anyone attending these functions!

At the last Democratic convention in 2000 I worked in a hotel,and the delegation from New Jersey was staying at our hotel...it was great!met a lot of interesting people..saw a lot of faxes I should not have :rolleyes: ,oh the info you acquire at those hotel fax machines :o !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm sure it'll be a great experience meeting all those people...have a good time....and watch out for the secret service,one mention of liking women with hairy armpits and you'll be taken away for sympathizing with the French :lol2:

Let us know how the night goes B)

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Yesterday met my Persian friend. Turns out his ignorant father is "complaining" about him not visiting home often enough because of school and stuff, saying, "Even rocket scientists take more time off than you do." :o :lol2: Does anyone need reminding that these words wouldn't have had the same effect if my friend had been Malaysian or Peruvian? :D
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I don't know definitely but I suspect they represent the architects of this beautiful monument in Armenia called Zvartnots

http://www.cilicia.com/armo5_zvartnots.html

 

This is in Haghpat

http://www.azat.net/Armenia2004/Haghpat/DSCF2205.JPG

 

This on in Sanahi

http://www.azat.net/Armenia2004/Sanahin/DSCF2231.JPG

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I had a short but pleasant conversation with certain senator last night. (Maral scared me, I won’t reveal his name) upon hearing I was Armenian he give me the biggest smile and amazed me with his support of Armenian Genocide recognition. I could not be happier.

Very big day today, historical in every sense. Boston is on fire. Last night the sky was covered with fireworks to mark the DNC.

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Got myself green and blue eyeliner. I wanted the green so it could suit my dark hazel eyes but really it doesn't matter that much, and the green won't apply whereas the blue applies very easily. So, I've made the finishing touches to the green with the blue; very nice from up close, not that easy to tell otherwise, though. Bah.
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I worked almost 16 hours last night related to DNC. Went to work 10.30am came back home 4am next morning. I have tons of impressions but the high point was hearing Clinton speech in a giant screen just after fireworks on the harbor and supported by Ukrainian, Sigh, Black, Indian, Korean, Japanese etc Americans. It was a night to remember intense in every sense.

I loved the Clinton speech. It was precise and to the point and his intelligence on issues was very evident.

http://www.bouldernews.com/bdc/dc_election...3066980,00.html

Clinton's speech

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First impression of the day:

 

Azat rocks!!!!

 

Second impression of the day:

 

I have a rat curse. I wonder if it's predicted in my horoscope. For the past month I've had very disturbing encounters with furry, disease carrying creatures. The first time our strange affair began was on a lonely subway platform. I was quietly sitting on a wooden bench listening to the sound of a long awaited train and reading my thriller. As I've delved deeper into the "pulse evoking" dangerous game of the character in my book, I heard gentle whispers and mysterious crackling sounds around me. I looked up and saw no one, I was puzzled by disregarded it as a figment of my imagination. The same sound was heard once again, I looked up and again I was puzzled with emptiness of the platform. The third time I heard the sound it was more distinct, this time I looked to the side of my bench and to my greatest horror I saw a beast jumping right out from underneath my bench. I was so stunned that I lost speech and my jaw dropped, but picked up quickly in fear that I might have rat cakes for dinner. The beast was plump and gigantic, obviously over fed, the fur was grey and dirty, the tail was long and smiley. Moreover I will never forget its fangs. The rat ran along the wall, then turned around and started running back, I was quickly moving away but it kept pursuing me. The train finally came and I ran into it with the greatest relief and my heart in my throat as well as goose bumps all over my skin. Such was our first meeting.

 

Second meeting occurred while I was smoking a cigarette with my friends outside of a wonderful sushi restaurant downtown. While I was laughing at some insignificant joke, something sprinted out from underneath a nearby car and with a lightening speed zoomed right past me but not without solidly swiping it's fat and hairy body against my foot. Yes it was a rat. The most intimate I've gotten with that despicable animal. Needless to say I spend the next hour bathing my foot in soap at the restaurant bathroom, that's of course after I released a siren heard in the entire neighborhood.

 

My third encounter was coming out of a subway going to work. While I was dialing a number on my cell phone early sunny morning something stopped me. Surely enough it was a rat. Although this time we didn't tango with each other, it was lifeless. A big Hercules of a rat laid in right before me as I was ready to step on it without realization, with it's appalling little paws and it's filthy fangs, its eyes were rolled backwards in agony.

 

I am so puzzled and appalled by all of this. What can this possibly mean? Is that rat my enemy in my past life, pursuing me everywhere swearing to avenge for the past? I am confused, moreover I am so confused that I typed all of this about some New York rats. I am done.

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I am afraid if anyone was to give you advice on this, the rat will multiply and pursue the advisee as well.. so we must keep our mouths shut, and advise you to wera really really high heels for a little while..

OH WAIT

crap i gave advice.. RUN GEVO!!!! THE RATS ARE COMING!!!!!

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Thanks for all of your wonderful advice (although I didn’t ask for one, the rat is dead). Firstly I cannot believe I typed all that nonsense, and will have to point out that there was one awful spelling mistake “smiley” was meant to be “slimy”, they couldn’t be any more different.

 

Second of all I have realized that I will never become a Buddhist. No, I am a murderer!!!! I am a cruel and cold murderer! As I was washing my dish from a hot dog and pita dinner, I noticed something brown moving along the kitchen counter right next to the sink. Alas it was another domestic filthy pest. In case you are wondering it wasn’t a rat, but its distant cousin….a roach. Now you might wonder where exactly I work and live, but I assure you that both places are very presentable, so no... the cleanliness is not a factor.

 

Back to the roach. Not only was it a quite mature roach but it was a roach in labor. Yes you read it right, the mama roach was ready to release her seed into the world to split into many little pests and continue her appalling bloodline of sleazy creatures. As I saw that egg hanging from her behind like some unfinished business, threatening to evolve into a domain of those dirt mongers I was suddenly overcome by an impulse sprung from my disgust. My mind became clouded, my eyes filled with blood and rage was the only thing swiveling before my eyes. I quickly grabbed my Lemon Scented dishwashing liquid and starting vigorously squeezing the bottle on the glittering with slime brown skin.

 

I felt that I was slowly losing control of my fingers as they were sinking deeper and deeper into the bottle releasing more of that lemon scented slime over the egg. I watched mama roach struggling to get out while she was quickly drowning in the weapon of destruction. A few seizures, twisting of the legs and tangling antennas later she released her soul to the roach god, as I was standing with that bottle in disbelief of what I’ve done.

 

Am I murderer? That roach didn’t do anything to me, she was just feeding her unborn children, hoping to walk along the sink with her little daughter roach one day collecting fancy bread crumbs. Should I await Karma? Will I try to direct my efforts into something more useful than writing my experiences with rodents and insects? Perhaps I will never know the answers.

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Evelina, beware, your Karma will hunt you down in your next life. You will be born as a reckless roach wandering in the kitchen, and the roach that you killed will be born as a heartless roach-killing human being. This way it will take revenge of you :vampire:
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Eve, how did you do in your creative writing class?

 

For the rat, all you have to do is go to Home Depot and buy a bottle of coyote urine and spray it all over and rats will stay away. Yes, you are correct if you are wondering is the place will stink. And no I have no clue how they collect this urine. I have a picture of employees of this urine collecting plan running after coyotes and every time the poor animals start to do their business there they are with a cup.. ahhh never mind. One other thing to be mentioned is that while rates will disappear other male coyotes will come to see if they can mate.

 

 

Okay lav, shat doorak doorak baner em xosum esor.

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All women are the same except those who get beer for you and massage your back while you are watching football.

 

Speaking of football, when is the season going to start, this year I am going to kick some Canadian, and Wisconsin and Australian ass...

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