tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884345811592081822024-03-14T01:39:26.570-04:00~* The Nicotine Queen *~.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.comBlogger785125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-12786771477696865522011-04-05T20:22:00.001-04:002011-04-05T20:23:23.475-04:00New day.<div style="text-align: center;">Want to continue this love affair?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Click <a href="http://abbysroadtoamazingness.blogspot.com/">here</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've moved. </div>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-65692740199610909752011-03-26T21:48:00.001-04:002011-03-26T21:48:42.345-04:00Here we go again.The good news is I figured out what I do wrong. <p>The bad news is I haven't figured out how to stop doing it. <p>When will I ever learn?!<p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-91682880381635172872011-03-18T12:03:00.000-04:002011-03-18T12:05:30.542-04:00Confessions of an art director.Anything can be fixed with a gradient and a drop shadow. <p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-46396874951341479482011-03-08T15:04:00.001-05:002011-03-08T15:04:47.267-05:00Who wants to take me?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odkFtRl1La0/TXaL4CTL1fI/AAAAAAAAAp0/QvgYpoETOLM/s1600/photo-787273.PNG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odkFtRl1La0/TXaL4CTL1fI/AAAAAAAAAp0/QvgYpoETOLM/s320/photo-787273.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581802582978582002" /></a></p>I promise to clean up nicely and not embarrass you by calling Meb, "Web". <br>(sidenote I accidentally misread his name when I first heard of him and he has been Web to me ever since especially when I repeat "run like web" in my head during my long runs.)<br>Anyway. <br>Please?.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-56868693115779921642011-03-01T17:37:00.001-05:002011-03-01T17:37:17.760-05:00I'm Aquarius. My sign is my weakness.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6M6fo8ol9w/TW11HjOktjI/AAAAAAAAAps/biO6KBQCvVk/s1600/photo-737761.JPG"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6M6fo8ol9w/TW11HjOktjI/AAAAAAAAAps/biO6KBQCvVk/s320/photo-737761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579244285957813810" /></a></p>The only paragraph that matters is the second to last and it explains so much. <p>Clearly I need to think of better things to do when we have downtime at work than visit the studio guy who has a file of horoscopes..Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-38659380371118955222011-02-28T10:47:00.000-05:002011-02-28T10:48:07.887-05:00Daily dose.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbalN8Xdgsw/TWvDuGlsvCI/AAAAAAAAApk/_IoIbMsiuy0/s1600/photo-787888.JPG"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbalN8Xdgsw/TWvDuGlsvCI/AAAAAAAAApk/_IoIbMsiuy0/s320/photo-787888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578767760238623778" /></a></p>;).Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-65495476068926893332011-02-25T09:48:00.001-05:002011-02-25T09:50:23.280-05:00My co-workers know me so well.Do you have a Chipotle near you?<div>Spend a minute and a half watching <a href="http://coupon.fanappz.net:8180/promotionappz/watchVideo/coupon">this</a> and then you get a buy one get one free coupon.</div><div>Guess what I'm having for lunch today?</div>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-26571069218574698322011-02-24T09:58:00.001-05:002011-02-24T09:58:41.610-05:00My next significant other.My race is less than a month away and I'm already dreaming of the one after that (and after that and after that. . .) which means I need to figure out how I'm going to train on my own. I love the team, but fundraising stresses me out too much. Funny, I thought the running 13.1 miles would. <p>So I've come up with a solution. I need to date someone who lives within walking distance of central park, who may or may not be training for a triathlon (why? Idk. All I know is its really sexy when the cyclists zoom past me in such a sleek and sexy manner. It gives me motivation)<p>New Yorkers totally date based on location so now I'm defining mine. Sounds reasonable enough, right?<p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-30644983195979498432011-02-23T16:35:00.001-05:002011-02-23T16:35:40.581-05:00Dear fellow smoker,I was going to talk to you when you came outside because it seems we are on a similar schedule and you're kind of cute. I thought better of it when you started spitting like a mad man. I know you see me because I'm standing a foot away from you in a leopard print coat. What the hell is wrong with you?<br>Seriously. <p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-54194139625924136862011-02-21T00:09:00.001-05:002011-02-21T00:09:41.556-05:00My life at random.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqzvmy6Gl6U/TWHzlhHTf6I/AAAAAAAAApc/3kikmh3bp14/s1600/photo-781557.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqzvmy6Gl6U/TWHzlhHTf6I/AAAAAAAAApc/3kikmh3bp14/s320/photo-781557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576005639531102114" /></a></p>Party last night for a benefit to dancing under a disco ball at some club in the meatpacking district before we end the night at The Empire State Building. <br>Fine. <br>I live kind of an amazing life..Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-42247944989596550212011-02-17T18:55:00.001-05:002011-02-17T18:55:36.650-05:00I hate gym people.Ugh. <br>I'm training for a half marathon. <br>I trump you.<br>And i'm hungry and cranky. <br>Go away. <p><br>End rant. <p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-30723365213775854972011-02-16T21:40:00.002-05:002011-02-16T21:43:35.577-05:00Another way to look at fundraising.<b><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; ">God love him.</span></div></b></span></div></b><blockquote><b>Fred:</b> I think this is the closest you've ever come to actual prostitution. You are doing strenuous physical activity for money.</blockquote>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-2140726047097827952011-02-15T15:53:00.002-05:002011-02-15T15:58:19.165-05:00To the right.I have figured it out!<div>If I'm in your blog reader, you should go to my actual page and check out the link on the right because I'm awesome and it only took me (literally) <i>years</i> to figure out how to link something on my page.Then while you're there checking out how awesome I look in workout gear, you should donate. Every little bit counts. I know it's an overused saying, but it's true. Just go with it.</div><div>I promise baby Jesus will love you more. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-19552111920267717822011-02-14T21:58:00.000-05:002011-02-14T21:59:15.223-05:00Even though I hate this holiday,<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VaPy3YRvdcE/TVnsBEI5ndI/AAAAAAAAApU/gc_Vj9gWv3o/s1600/photo-755224.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VaPy3YRvdcE/TVnsBEI5ndI/AAAAAAAAApU/gc_Vj9gWv3o/s320/photo-755224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573745516882795986" /></a></p>and told him not to, I still came to work and found these waiting for me. <br>He's good..Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-18783467987089330122011-02-14T18:49:00.000-05:002011-02-14T18:50:03.438-05:00Vision impairments.It is now almost 7pm and I can finally see. It made walking 10 blocks back to work more interesting along with doing research for images. <p>Besides the fun questions due to the use of indoor sunglasses. "Late night last night?" No, I'm actually on LSD right now, my pupils are huge and you look like a dragon. <p>Remind me never to schedule an eye doctor appointment for lunch ever again. <p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-2613917275864041232011-02-13T21:03:00.001-05:002011-02-13T21:03:30.682-05:00Pick an identity and go with it already.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Pnp9yx2cx4/TViNc5F4WeI/AAAAAAAAApM/QWCxnJCmxtk/s1600/photo-710682.JPG"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Pnp9yx2cx4/TViNc5F4WeI/AAAAAAAAApM/QWCxnJCmxtk/s320/photo-710682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573360066372327906" /></a></p>Seriously..Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-20575130668206447702011-02-13T14:04:00.001-05:002011-02-13T14:04:37.330-05:00Where can I sign up?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8L32DXKWONI/TVgrRbbKR2I/AAAAAAAAApE/tdJOalnutsI/s1600/photo-777330.JPG"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8L32DXKWONI/TVgrRbbKR2I/AAAAAAAAApE/tdJOalnutsI/s320/photo-777330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573252117290436450" /></a></p>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-12626300569451560672011-02-10T17:24:00.001-05:002011-02-10T17:24:40.967-05:00What are you doing this weekend?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckGzWphh9Vo/TVRlqjqMRBI/AAAAAAAAAo8/TvHrUVKMoQI/s1600/photo-780968.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckGzWphh9Vo/TVRlqjqMRBI/AAAAAAAAAo8/TvHrUVKMoQI/s320/photo-780968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572190420765262866" /></a></p>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-83444417279833033752011-02-09T11:25:00.002-05:002011-02-09T11:34:53.782-05:0039 days.My Half Marathon is 39 days away and I'm really far from my fundraising goal.<div>I debated about putting it up on my blog, but whatev. I'm getting really nervous now.</div><div>If you help <a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/nyc/halfnyc11/abrocato">donate</a>, you can see pictures of me (for the 3 people who read this and don't know me personally. haha!) and check out the blog I have over there about running. If you want to be an even bigger sweetheart, you could link it to your blog if you want or have one. Every little bit helps and it's going to a really good cause. Not only are you helping cancer research, but you're also helping me quit smoking.</div><div>Is that enough incentive?</div><div>Don't make me pull out the puppy dog eyes, people. It will not be pretty.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-50288678870364253092011-02-09T10:10:00.002-05:002011-02-09T10:12:57.791-05:00Medal Envy<i>Setting: After a phone call talking about running with Fred, he set me pictures of his newest medal and last year's Rock-n-Roll Mardi Gras Marathon (which is happening again this weekend and I wish I could be there for)</i><div><br /></div><div><b>Me</b>: I have Medal Envy.</div><div><b>Fred:</b> It's like penis envy, but harder. </div>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-40207838548234153312011-02-06T18:53:00.002-05:002011-02-06T18:54:56.161-05:00An emojo convo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OixiExGRc/TU80k4f8o8I/AAAAAAAAAo0/jseLPkAESMo/s1600/IMG_0635.PNG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OixiExGRc/TU80k4f8o8I/AAAAAAAAAo0/jseLPkAESMo/s320/IMG_0635.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570729072326910914" /></a>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-30736148182562779712011-02-04T10:46:00.001-05:002011-02-04T10:46:52.049-05:00Dearest darlingest momsy and popsicle,I would like to take this moment to thank you. Without you, today would not be as special as it is. I love you both with all my heart and could not have asked for better people to raise me. Thank you for making today possible and helping me grow into the person I have become. <p>With that being said, although I am super proud and amazed at your ability to grasp modern technology, it is still not appropriate to text message your oldest daughter happy birthday. <p>Just sayin. <br>xoxo<p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-79918834235220892812011-02-02T16:19:00.000-05:002011-02-02T16:22:07.544-05:00Addicted, I tell you.So I've been bummed all week that I won't get to run the race in Brooklyn this weekend due to a wedding I will be attending. Not even the thought of an open bar and cute groomsmen helped ease the sadness of having to wait another week to get another bib number.<p>BUT I just found out the hotel we are staying at has a gym. <br>YaY! I feel better. <p>My next thought? WHO IS THIS PERSON?! <p>Sent from my iPhone.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-15310244016601790742011-01-30T19:04:00.002-05:002011-01-30T19:14:18.981-05:00He.He sets an alarm every morning just to tell me I'm beautiful.<div>He serenades me through skype.</div><div>He tells me when I'm being stupid, childish, or grumpy.</div><div>He asked to be my Valentine over a month early just to make sure no one else would.</div><div><br /></div><div>He also lives half a country away.</div><div><br /></div><div>This will not end well. </div>.Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2388434581159208182.post-37809761044363499932011-01-28T13:50:00.000-05:002011-01-28T13:58:33.856-05:00Carb loading.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OixiExGRc/TUMR2u7lF1I/AAAAAAAAAok/Oou6yFT-n28/s1600/photo-713857.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1OixiExGRc/TUMR2u7lF1I/AAAAAAAAAok/Oou6yFT-n28/s320/photo-713857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567313196368598866" /></a></p>Not that it stopped me before, but it's always nice to have an excuse to eat pizza often..Nicotine.Queen.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523577917807438421noreply@blogger.com1