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so, in the morning, while getting ready, i watch the today show. i'm not really sure why - just one of those things. this morning, they introduced a NEW FIXTURE on the show... KATHY LEE GIFFORD. as they all sat on the couch, re-introducing KLG with a high budget power point presentation of her life, i kept turning the volume lower and lower until i finally muted it. ever since i was little, i would see her on t.v. and think, "NO THANKS." that's how i still feel. oh today show, bad move.
oh well.
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| Subject: | i'm creepin and i'm creepin and i'm creepin but i damn near got caught cause my beeper kept beepin |
| Time: | 6:51 pm. |
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don't really have anything to report just wanted to quote dr. dre
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Friday, February 1st, 2008
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| Subject: | I was wrong when I thought I was right |
| Time: | 6:14 pm. |
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I've noticed that my across the hallway neighbors come and go A LOT. So much so that it annoys me. I hate hearing them drag their feet up the stairs and pull the door open. WHO DO THESE PEOPLE THINK THEY ARE? Why aren't they inside all day like me? I childishly attempted to annoy them by blasting Genesis. I'm not sure if they (Genesis) are an acquired taste or if most people are on board? The only thing I learned is that my cat doesn't seem to like Phil Collins' voice. Or maybe it was because I was making him dance with me to "That's All."
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Thursday, January 17th, 2008
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| Subject: | WHOA. TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY! |
| Time: | 5:22 pm. |
| Music: | king floyd. |
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FINALLY. the heater came on.
three more weeks till i go back to work.
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| Subject: | yahala |
| Time: | 5:14 pm. |
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today i wore a robe all day. all i was missing was the large tub of ice cream and a big spoon.
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Thursday, January 3rd, 2008
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| Subject: | tonight is pizza night |
| Time: | 6:25 pm. |
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the other day, al told me that he's always wanted one of those bumper stickers that says "99% bitch, 1% angel."
guess we know what SOMEONE is getting for his wedding present.
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Saturday, October 13th, 2007
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what a weird couple of weeks. there are so many stories to tell, but i'm just not sure where to start first or at all.
it's too early on the weekend anyway.. right?
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Thursday, August 16th, 2007
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Monday, August 13th, 2007
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| Subject: | bus story |
| Time: | 9:00 pm. |
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when i walked onto the bus this morning, most of the left side was closed off. then there were two groups of men on either side (in the front of the bus and in the back). i wasn't sure what had happened, but it smelled UNSPEAKABLE. the two groups of men were having a FARTING CONTEST AND GUESSING WHAT EACH HAD FOR LUNCH. these were the things yelled out:
1. YEAH, NASTY BOLOGNA
2. FUCK, THAT DUDE ATE SOME BAD CHEESE BREAD
3. SMELL THAT BITCH?
well, you get the picture.
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Thursday, August 2nd, 2007
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recently, gravy was spilled on me AND i almost ran off the road because i was staring at a little mermaid poster.
also, i keep unknowingly sitting behind a man on the bus who i'm convinced is convinced that i'm trying to read his paper OVER HIS SHOULDER. he always makes a half turn of his head and gives me the stink eye. listen, guy, i don't care if you're reading the shitty FREE LOCAL rag. actually, i know why he thinks this. one time i did sneak a peak at what he was reading - a lengthy article about paris hilton during her stint in jail. the thing is, i never remember what this man looks like. i always just sit on the right side of the bus (to avoid the sun) and all of a sudden, there he his with his paper like a pop-up. i don't think i've seen him for a couple of weeks, but i haven't seen anyone reading the paper either - so i really don't know.
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Thursday, July 19th, 2007
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| Subject: | premonition |
| Time: | 8:23 am. |
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i'm sure i've said this before, but there aren't many places near my work to eat lunch at. most of them are within driving distance, but since i only have thirty minutes for lunch, if i didn't bring it, i find myself at subway. bleh. on tuesday, i was walking toward the door, when i noticed a sloppy looking guy walking parallel to me, also headed toward subway. i was a little ahead of him, so i thought he would let me in the door first. OH NO. he started fast walking toward the door to beat me. I WAS NOT GONNA HAVE THAT. i started walking faster too. he beat me. in line, i noticed that he was holding a dvd (there's a blockbuster next door). he kept hiding it, but i saw a flash... PREMONITION.
that explains it.
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HM HM HM
so, let's see...
not a lot is happening - same song, different verse. al did pass his professional engineers test and i got a raise and the days off i wanted. i'm still not that happy these days. maybe it's the heat?
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Thursday, February 1st, 2007
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oo vacation! you're almost here.
the lady that called me stupid came into the store again. i told my boss i refused to help her. after she helped her, she said, "i'm never helping her again either." maybe there's just a piece of her brain missing. i just don't see how you can be so cruel.
i framed a bunch of stuff at work today. i would have liked it other than the fact that i almost barfed gatorade chunks on some of the pieces. thankfully i made it to the bathroom and no shitty pastel drawings were harmed in the process. this is sort of redundant for some, but i think i need to manage my stress better. i'm always getting a rash or dizzy spells. hopefully throwing up will not be a repeat offender.
i'm pretty excited about the trip. hopefully the weather won't be too bad THROUGH THE MIDDLE, but we have a back up plan. veer south. i'm sure i'll be posting all SORTS of tourist photos in two weeks.
my brother is taking care of our cat, jeff. on the phone tonight, he said, "don't worry, i'm not going to smoke him up."
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Tuesday, December 26th, 2006
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| Subject: | you have great thighs |
| Time: | 11:37 am. |
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on friday, my first day back to work after the blizzard, i volunteered to shovel the walk out front. about thirty minutes into it, an old man from the bar next door walked out and watched me shovel. i sort of ignored him because i was SHOVELING and he said to me, "i hate to see a weak woman shoveling." ordinarily, i probably would have forced a smile and just ignored him, but i was sweatin here and really took offense. i wasn't the fastest, but i was making progress. so, i stood up, dug my shovel into the snow, and said, "i'm not THAT weak." which i realize isn't the greatest reply, but whatever. as he walked off he said, "that's not a very good shovel either."
during lunch, i walked over to subway since it was the only thing within walking distance and open. i was eating my crappy sub when another different old man interrupted me. "i just wanted to tell you that you have great thighs.... for shoveling snow. god bless you."
i'll take that.
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Thursday, November 9th, 2006
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I went to my first framing seminar on Sunday. I didn't learn as much as I wanted. Oh well.
At the bus stop yesterday, a slumped over, long-haired man tried to hail a Budweiser truck as a cab. When the bus came, he asked if he could ride for free.
I wish I were more motivated.
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Friday, October 20th, 2006
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| Subject: | buh |
| Time: | 7:52 pm. |
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I'm officially on vacation. Nothing exciting has happened yet.
Here's my itinerary:
saturday - a movie w/friends
sunday - breakfast w/my parents
monday - putt-putt w/my mom
tuesday - the mountains
While I was taking a framing order a couple of weeks ago, the customer asked what type of photographs I took. After shaking my head no to portraits and landscapes, I decided just to spill it. Fortunately I got the response I've been waiting for - "Don't quit your day job." Hah. Don't worry, I'll be sure to be extra careful with your PASTEL of a LION.
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Monday, February 27th, 2006
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I've had to start taking the bus again because my car keeps having problems. After work yesterday, I walked to the bus stop. It was peppered with older men and I didn't really notice any of them in particular. A couple of minutes into my wait, I noticed one of THEM peeking around the glass enclosure that is supposedly supposed to keep you from getting rained on when really it's a trash can for bums. Anyway, I averted my eyes in the hopes he wouldn't come over, but he did. He was your regular apple on a stick figure, wearing a mix of australian outback hat and western cowboy. I dunno. Yes, there was a feather. He started talking about my glasses and inquired if they were tinted. In my head I wanted to say, "do they look fucking tinted?" but I just said no. He introduced himself as Michael aka "Mikey." He started quoting Bob Dylan songs and finally informed me that I was COOL IN HIS BOOK. He was on the verge of telling me his life story when a bus became visible, so he summed up our (his) conversation with this: "I made this necklace myself. It took eighteen hours - I'm an artist in my spare time. Right now I'm wasted, trying to enjoy my afternoon." Apparently the bus was his bus, because he walked off and yelled out in the distance, "I'll come by and see you sometime." Where? Where will he come see me? At the bus stop? I guess I wasn't as stand offish as I usually am because he was the type of bum who is actually a hobo - the kind that carries all of his belongings at the end of a stick in a dirty handkerchief.
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Sunday, January 29th, 2006
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So far I've found this new apartment to be ABOVE AVERAGE.
A couple of nights ago, I was throwing away boxes when a man who lives on the first floor, rounded the corner of the fire escape not wearing a shirt with a cast iron skillet in hand. He apologized, threw the skillet away and ran back inside.
When I got home from breakfast this morning, al and I's neighbor was blasting 311. It was enough that I almost wanted to introduce myself. I quickly changed my mind when I heard creaking close to the door of their apartment. I'm just not ready to see who loves 311 so much.
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Tuesday, November 29th, 2005
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I'm getting sick of Greeley.
At first, it seemed charming and ironic. Now, wherever I go, I see someone from high school which wouldn't be so bad if they were people I wanted to see. Or I see old teachers/professors and they just act disappointed when I tell them I'm living with my parents and haven't found a job yet. I've found that people get really snobby about the whole thing. Usually I defend myself with, "I'm trying to enjoy this time because I'll probably be working for the rest of my life. I'm sure Bush will make sure there is no social security left for my generation." That usually shuts people up.
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Friday, November 18th, 2005
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| Subject: | ...on PLANET EARTH |
| Time: | 3:44 pm. |
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This morning I experienced the most violent session of barfing in my twenty-four years on PLANET EARTH! I've really been wanting to say PLANET EARTH like that for a while, so I thought I would throw it in for dramatics. No, but really, it was the kind of barfing where you're choking and can't catch your breath.
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it was really acidic and it feels like a couple of layers of my throat came up with the orange juice and chips. I'm not sure why, but my cat sleeps in the bathroom now and kept trying to jump on me while my face was half submerged in porcelain. I was hoping my parents would hear me and come take care of me. After all, what good is living with your parents if they aren't going treat you like a five year old when you really need it? I should have known -- they haven't cared about my barf since around five anyway.
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