Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Does that sweater come in a V-NECK?

Caps lock once again slays thousands...

Is it Friday yet?

NYC in September. Hoo*RAH.

Forcing sleep this week.

Was going to take the Vette out for a cruise this evening, but the battery = kaput. It is SO on tomorrow. EXPECT this.

Traffic = annoyance.

Ames people pop up EVERYWHERE.

Absolutely scorching.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005


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Lily Delivery on Monday, c/o Duane  Posted by Picasa

Gunther Rainbow Posted by Picasa
SPANXX

Wednesday is drawing nigh. Golf retreat = squared away. KENNEDY RIDGE = NO THANKS. Not even hungry...custard? OBESSIONS with GRAPE JUICE. The Jeep will never empty. ASIATIC. Nick's piano = now in good hands. Andrea's iPod earphones = MIA. Send help.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Fictional Heroes

So another week has indeed commenced. Release the hounds.

Work is gnawing at my soul.

Hallie was put to sleep this AM. CONNECTION.

I've had a monstrous headache since 11am that nothing seems to touch, med-wise. I believe I am bothered.

Nicole's excitement = sincere. This depresses me, for I know the truth...

Updated el iPod. I grow weary of the case, however...upgrade time.

The loft @ Lowry isn't going to happen for a small army of reasons. I knew this weeks ago...I had a skosh of an awkward feeling about the entire situation that I should have examined a bit further before signing a deposit check. These people know how to work me. Ah yes. Cross off LESSON LEARNED under the "How To Be a Gullible Douche Bag" list. End of story.

So many things I have hanging in the balance. I need to do some proverbial housecleaning, i.e. eye exam, doc visit, headshot duplication, cleaning out the memory cards, de-fragging the laptop, etc. Why is it that we let ourselves slip off of the priority 'to do?'

DECOMPRESSION:
1.) Chasing Zoey around with a wooden backscratcher for a half hour. Delicious.
2.) Watching my mom almost set the kitchen on fire tonight. How often does one get to use a fire extinguisher? Not enough, I say.

Kyle, you need to get voicemail set up on your shit ASAP.

Manicure Results: My right hand looks shitty, but its going to do. EGG SHELL.

Minimum: 400 tc sheets.

Eyebrow work this weekend. *hammer*

Derka.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Let's not VISIT that, mmmkay?

Work was better today. Kevin from GL extended my deposit limbo, so WOO for that guy. Hoorah fitted gray shirts. I clearly don't want the Lincoln lofts now.

Something is holding me back on GL for some reason...I'm not too sure what it is. Cold feet? Fear of committment? Meh. I'm actually really excited, but some kind of fog has been over my head for the past two weeks. I unfortunately can't put my finger on the issue. Maybe its restlessness. This would be how I roll.

Tanner! Where the HELL are you?

Ikea in September. *shiver*

Just DON'T take it personally.

I prefer the pesto.

I've had to pee for 2 hours. I should take care of this.

Chris is flying Cesnas in a month. Me = jealous.

Met el aunt today for the exchange of goods and other assorted things at LAS DELICIAS. WTF?!
She gave me their Marine-issue 1950s-era photo enlarger and goodies. I am loving this.

BED.