CAPTIVATE me! NOWWWW!

Done with both jobs for the day.

I feel not *together*.

Kyle won't be able to come out this Christmas, and it is indeed tres depressing. Blah. Oh well.

On a lighter note...a light...er....note....

I want to go home.

Classic DOUBLE BUBBLE!

Came home from work for a bit. Going back in about a half hour. YAAAAY 16 hours! I love my liiife!

Oh but I do.

Starbucks? Methinks as much.

I can't wait until next week.

The miracle of the OIL! HUZZAH!

Well it looked good this morning, damn it

Busted my ass to be to work this am when I find upon my arrival that the schedule has INDEED changed. 8? Nah. I'm working 1pm-CLOSE. CLOSE. And...when should we tell Andrea about this? How about not at all! YESSSS!

Up to here, people.

I'm making my own freaking schedule for next week. They are def. not screwing me over a second time.

Frizzy hair today. Eh.

1 TO CLOSE! AGHHH!

I truly hate Christmas.

How I love summer...

Browsing over some y photos from this summer and feeling nostalgic. Damn, I love Estes Park. I can't see myself being stuck inside this summer when all the while the YMCA is a flutter with typical a-summer activity. Golf cart riding. The zoo. Hiking. Watching films...wasting time, basically. DAMN. I loathe this time of year, because its the time when I miss the YMCA the most. All disdain I left with in the fall has left, making me want to go back to the Y. Addiction.

But if Dante is gone, then I don't want to work in HR. Dante made it what it was, really. Sigh. But NO! Travel time is this summer. I could always go back, tho. Always. Eh.

Enjoyed my afternoon of sleep today.

Orange chicken? I feel like shopping.

I thank God for fleece

EVERYONE NEEDS FLEECE.

I want to be this region's rep for Columbia. Seriously. Spiffs, anyone?

Great dinner out, Hanukkah started off nicely, and my dad flipped over his new jacket.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...may I present to you the Schmidt family, *sponsored by Gart Sports!*

The day ended well, unlike its rough beginning. I will leave it at that.

I sleep in tomorrow. Brillant.

Before I depart

Closed tonight by 11:30. I have to be at work again by 6am tomorrow (today). WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Again I ask myself why. Is there free breakfast involved? Continental, at least? A mid-morning nap? I need to make some demands.

How I long to see the sun...

Tomorrow is finally Friday, thank the good Lord. I'm getting my haircut.

Mom asked me what I wanted for Hanukkah and I sincerely don't want anything. ANYTHING. Shopping is right up there with the devil. But a new job might be nice, methinks.

Its cold and I have to be up in 4 hours for work. Impossible.

Warning: BITCHING ahead!

Just to preface the following comments: This is bitching for the pure sake OF bitching. I'm not asking you to feel sorry for me or relate for that matter. That's just pathetic. If you can relate...well, I throw to you a scooby snack. Enjoy.

So here's something that's bothering me: BORING PEOPLE.

Its as if I'm surrounded by them 24/7. "Well everyone has something to bring to the table..."

What a bunch of bullshit. Seriously.

The friends I have that I love to hang out with are *states* and *leagues* away. The people that I'm left with....well. I just can't deal with. But I can't help but think if the people that I truly love hanging out with (the miles-away people) were HERE, would I soon get sick of them? Is it wanting what you can't have? Is it that availablity angers me? Wanting what I can't have? Rejecting the spaghettio's in front of me?

Again, I am at this place in my life where my job bores the hell out of me, as well as the people I hang around with. I think the whole seasonal job gig was a great thing for moi. I could work for 4 months, go and do something else, go on vacation, meet some random people, go back to work, and so on. CHANGING it up.

Is it because deep down I don't WANT stability? Is it ever upholding my consistent wanderlust? What to do? In all sincerity I DON'T want the 2.5 kids and dog. I DON'T want the mortgage. I just want to go.

I want MY deal, damn it!

Do you have a bunch of crap in your throat or are you trying to tell me something?

YAY job numero dos doesn't need me this morning. I am sooo going back to bed. Don't have to be at Gart's until 2pm today. This calls for sleepage and the tying of loose ends *not to be confused with your mom's*

CHOKE. CHODE.

I need to buy more checks. Uh...yes? I'll take the Garfield ones. *thinks: oh god, did anyone hear that?* But timeless is the Garfield. And this story has nothing to do with me.

Since when is a purse called a POCKET BOOK? Because mine would def. not fall into that category. More like *huge freaking* book in which to stuff crap in.

Had some kanga guy hit on me yesterday whilst I was helping him pick out some under-shorts for his golf game in the winter. SEXXXXXY. Or not.

So apparently he is some professor of marketing, and he tells me I should get into e-business. Seriously, people. Not my idea of a good time.

School starts soon...and I am no longer on the waitlist for Carol's photo class. *JOY*

CANNOT WAAAAAAAIT.

I had a little dreidel...

I have only purchased ONE Hanukkah gift as of current. Blah. Waaaay behind. Thank G-d it lasts 8 days. I think this was intentional. How I love my Jewish people. You can fit in another paycheck during the holiday. GENIUS.

Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against the Broncos, but I sincerely DO NOT care about foootball. At all. People here are so freaking hardcore about it, and I sincerely don't give a rat's a. BUUUUT hockey is a different story. Football vs Hockey? I see no contest.

MOISTURIZE!

MMMM........JAY KAY!

I wanted crimson gold and lavender

Done with Gart for the eve/morn. We didn't get outta there until 1am. PEAAAACE. I have to wake up in a few hours for job numero dos, and then I close at Gart. JOOOY. I think it would be worth it if I was paid more than pennies an hour. I've already exhausted the shopper within, so discounts no longer appease Andrea.

Bah-duh-bah-dah-dahhhh! I'M lovvvvin' it. Robert RICE! JAY KAY!

Its difficult to bring myself down...

Shorty Mc Reachalot

Good

Good

Night

Sex Bomb...

Have to wake up at 7 am tomorrow just because work MAY need me. Tools.

Then I come in at Gart's from 3-1am. I looooooove retail.

Had a freaking awesome night. Espresso, sushi, kareoke, the works. Met Mejo...lovely Japanese girl. And we did indeed get our groove on to HOT IN HERRE! Work it, Japan!

GOOOOD times.

Yay--spoke with Bart. Bart just has a soothing way about him...yaaaaaay Bart. You kick ass.

This bomb's for lovin...

You give me fever

When will the chills go away?

Sean looked quite thin today. Moi, on the other hand...yowza. It may be tons of eye -makeup blocking my view, but I look chunkified in the mirror tonight. WHO AM I?

Gordon's version of WICKED GAMES was a breath taker. Def. unexpected...like you care. But seriously...Korean is the way to go. I'm a believer!

Something is off...

I'm watching a show where an english dude is covering western US culture. "Keep an eye on me bike!"

Riiiiiight.

Devil's Tower
.
Bizarre dreams as of late. From what I see, my AP guy is in for a serious pounding. Muahahahah....muahah...hah....ahem.

But it feels so good...

Truly the end of an era.

Live to ride

In other news...

Saddam Hussein is/was indeed Santa Clause. Sorry kids, but there ain't gonna be no more Christmas....EVER AGAIN.

Give 'em hell

WHAT THE HELL, PEOPLE?! It never fails. EVERY SINGLE FREAKING time I make plans with Gordon, the sky breaks open and dumps gi-normous amounts of snow upon the land. The land, more specifically, being the road in front of my house which is never plowed. EVER. EVER. Damn you, home owner's association. Could this be G-d trying to prevent the meeting of Gordon and Andrea, which their *getting together* could possibly result in destruction and ultimately the wailing of women in the streets? Maybe.

So....day off...I'm trapped at home. I could clean my room. It needs it. I JUST NEED to throw EVERYTHING away.

And then there was fudge.

I hate this.

Reason number 723 as to why Andrea is going to hell...

No sleep. NO SLEEP. Sleep? None of it. But I'll let you in on a little secret: it was worth it.

Tip: Don't work a 9 hour shift without any sleep under your belt.

Such a glorious, gooey mess of fun times last night/this morning with Wes. Awww...yay.

Eating a nasty burrito.

Mr. Tangerine Speedo.

Sometimes you just need a *fudgesicle*. Spelling on that one? Anyone? BLAH. Who cares. I really don't remember today. I do, however, recall having a nosebleed and falling asleep in the bathroom for 10 minutes. High quality.

I am just saying NO to this burrito.

As I lay me down to sleep,

I am so done with nasty burrito. AND...trash.

Shooting range tomorrow?

Don't cry

I need another pillow.

Martini Bar

Bought some good shite tonight. I totally snagged some solomon clogs for $14! ORIGINALLY 74! ROOOOOOCK.

Anywho, tonight is Misty's last night here, so we're making it a special evening. I even made a worthwhile investment in a shaker. Ahem. A nice, plastic, sterile shaker. BUT A shaker nevertheless! CHEEEERS.

Good times gonna come...

It hurts

I thought I was going to die at work tonight. *insert collapse*

Note to self: GET MORE THAN 2 HOURS OF SLEEP....mmkay?

I'm sorry, but Chili-visitage is in order.

Its NOT EVEN WORTH IT!

I am going to start looking for another job.

Well. I just got off of work, but I have to be back in less than 8 hours (no joke), so I better get busy sleeping. Wa wa waaaaa!

COMO

When the truth is found to be lies...

This weekend is going to be exquisite.

Late night...good times

Had a friend over last night for some HQ times. GOOD GOOD stuff.

BTW: You just have to be in a specific MOOD for "Down With Love." That's $4.50 I'll never see again...

Working the close shift tonight. AGH! NASTY! God save us all.

FACT: If you eat ice cream for breakfast, you WILL feel fat.

The smile fades in the summer...

I was born a hunter in your jungle of sin

I'm cold. Wes is going to be here tonight. *yay*

Work = blah, but I'm glad I don't have to be there tonight.

WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Bring on the vat of carbs!

Juuust got back home from work. "HEY ANDREA! I know you worked until 10:30 tonight, but can you be back at 7am? THAAAAANKS!" I heart my life.

All you have to do is decide what to do with the time given to you.

I canNOT drink enough water tonight, people.

Wow. I am so incredibly boring.

But oh the things I could tell you...

Slowly so slowly

Sunset aglowww....soon disappears beneath the sea

Wasn't called in to job numero dos today. THANK THE LORD. I am, however, on my way to job numero uno. No big whoop. I'm closing tonight, so I am not too thrilled, but EH. We'll see.

I'm thinking about doing some re-merching with the ladies snowboard apparel. Perhaps its just for reasons of demographics, but I think we're lacking in our modern product sales. I'm going to change that.

I feel nauseated.

And now a word from our sponsors:
I CANNOT BELIEVE SHE CHOSE JASON! I AM SOOO TICKED! Hmm...I have my choice of a hilarious, tall, successful, sweet, sweet guy. OR I could go for the pretty boy waiter who still lives at home at age 27. Hmmmm...there is no option, people! Adam bought her a freaking huge PINK puppy stuffed animal and wrote poetry about their time together. Jason? What could Jason do? Serve a cup of coffee?

Ah. Oh well. It seems as though the pretty boy always wins.

BUUUUT I digress. Majorly. I promise I am no whore to reality television, but Average Joe was just too irresistable.

And off to work I go.

Words are falling out like endless rain into a paper cup...

I just can't put into words...

I can tell you this much

Wow. So this weekend was decent.

I would absolutely love some red wine right now...

So yea. Sunday was good. Really good. Work absolutely FLEW by...and the evening wasn't too shabby. :)

And the broncos won.

Thought about this last night on the drive home...

God, I love winter. Its snowing today. Driving back home from evening shenanigans in the snow and lit streets definitely gave me *that* feeling. Just that fluttering, nostalgic, lovely feeling that one only experiences so often.

Toasty.

I could just melt. Its as if I could cave in like a partially-baked chocolate cake...nothing but goo. Wow. I am soooo incredibly eloquent.

...a late night stroll in the snow amongst pale streetlights and falling flakes. The smell of perfume on my scarf...

Aww...snap

Still is the light

in your room when you're not in sight.

And I won't sleep through this.

I survive on the breath you are finished with...

Glory be. I've snatched some sleep.

Josh Cagan...you are one funny man.

Retail is kicking my ass and/or taking me to school. TWO TIMES! PHIL JACKSON STYLE!

This week was sooo incredibly long. Next week = payday, so I shall see/feel in my hands for 5 minutes, the fruits of my labor. *insert WAIL*

This weekend should prove to be eventful, so I am most certainly looking forward to it.

I've had pad thai 3 times this week. Its taking over.

2 hours of sleep? Never again.

Please, I insist. Call me grandma.

I can't wait, Kyle.

I'm Alive


Just got back from the bar. What a dive, people. Tres boring, indeed. Ah well. I got some free shots, but I would def. not recommend the BLUE LINE. Don't go.

My hair smells like smoke.

Oh, and its always great to see women making out. Vas??

So again, this whole thing isn't my scene, I'm afraid. I don't know. I don't feel like polluting my body with all these unnecessary toxins. *note: Yet I'll drink espresso like its going out of style*

But seriously. I'm not really finding my niche.

MISTY IS HERE!

Working in a few hours, so I better split. This weekend should prove to be tres interesting...

WARNING: BITCHING AHEAD

I worked today from 9:30am-12:30am. The end.

You're walking on down the street, you're counting your monEY!

Ah...how I cherish my concert choir memories.

THIS IS COULD BE THE START OF SOMETHING GRAND-grand-GRAND-grand!

And...scene.

So I'm working from noon to close today (yoinks), but I'm hoping it won't suck TOO much ace, if ya know what I mean. WEEEE! I need to get excited. NO. What I really need is to formulate a plan for something of a SENSE EXPLOSION before I go to work every morning. I think this S.E. must include various stretches, jumping around, a morning walk in the frigid 3 degree weather, and a sound track one could die for. Seriously. I need a freaking soundtrack before I piece together my routine. Any ideas, people? I want something ROUSING, something FORMIDABLE, and something that gets the juices flowing.

Here are some possible song selections to Andrea's S.E. soundtrack:
1. Rocky Theme? Cliche, but its cliche for a reason, ya hear me?
2. uh...ANYTHING hardcore. I must sift through my brother's collection...
3. Maybe Godsmack? Disturbed? POWERMAN 5000! Sweeeeeeet...

So there's the start, people. Matt, you have to have some extra insight for such a compilation. Let me know your thoughts.

Anywho, my biore strip has since hardened, freeing me from any uncleanliness trapped within my pores! I am just too sexy. *choke* AH HA! Which would be an EXCELLENT addition to the S.E. soundtrack! People, people, there's no need.

Andrea's Top Ten Most Beautiful Men...YOU could be next!

And in no particular order...

1. Orlando Bloom
2. Seal
3. George Clooney
4. Chris Carraba
5. Paul McCartney
6. Conan O'Brien
7. Jason Schwartzman
8. John Mayer
9. Hedwig
10. Gavin DeGraw

DECEMBER?!

No, it can't be.

I have nothing to say, as per usual. WOO!

Worked yesterday, and it went by relatively fast. We have a sale on air hockey tables, and I just WANT ONE. Yay for home entertaining. Now I just need a starter home...I mean what?

Stayed up extremely late, but you know...these are the days!

Kronos is MESSED.

I need to do laundry.

I am so incredibly ready for this season. As much as I love my various summer activities, I would have to say that I have a secret affinity for winter. As much as I hate driving in snow and the madness of holiday shopping, I love this time of year.

And I love wearing black leather. Oh! And Chris! I have those photos now! You'll love.

Sometimes you just need windwear.

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Set me free

Soooooo. Spent some money last night. I'll def. be feeling that later.

Today is the first day that I have been able to sleep in, so I have been enjoying the lack of an alarm clock in my life this morning. No complaints here.

Went to temple last night, which was awesome. How come all the hot Jewish guys are taken? Because they are indeed 1.hot and 2. Jewish guys. Need I say more?

Bizarre dreams last night. These D.W. dreams have me waking up in a sweat. And what I don't get was that this time he was a rabbinical student. Eh. I should go to temple EVERY night...

I keep dreaming about the end of the world. But WHY o WHY is Jack Nickolsen always there? Its almost like an airing of the grievances. "You are my favorite actor...because you scare the shit out of me!"

Days and nights blurring together.

I'm praying for school to start so it will break up the week.

Why is there always this look of desperation upon your face?

You need to own at least 2 leather jackets.

Magic buffer!

I miss you, Kyle.

Frozen Crannies

T-giving. Yay. Worked from 8-2. Got tons o crap AT COST. Bought a denali North Face, zip up, tents, etc. GOOD TIMES.

I have to be up at 3am. Ahem. BLACK FRIDAY sale! WEEEEE!

Lord, I just want too sleep.

Matt and Mark...you guys are awesome. But next time I insist you do NOT wear holiday sweaters! BAAAAH!

It never felt like Thanksgiving.

GO TOWARDS THE LIGHT!

I...am...dead.

But at least I'll have some spankin bling-bling. And isn't that all that really matters?

BAAAH!

I need a small man to walk on my back.

Gotta go to work soon...

Another pleasant morning!

Working from 9:30 to 11pm tonight. Can't you just feel the joy?

So anywho, I wake up to the sound of Eli's car NOT turning over. Uh...yea. Its 7:20...school starts at 7:30, and his car isn't starting. YAAAAY! I've been through some of these times, my friends. Anyway, he slid back to try to see if his car would start at level...but it didn't. So now his car is sticking out a foot in the driveway. WOOO! The HOA are probably going to kick our ass. Ya know what? I welcome it! Bring it, HOA! Who says I can only park in a designated pavement area?

So yea. I took Eli to school, so I am running late. Typical.

Why did I get a second job??

I need some OJ.

Let me just fill you in

So after getting one hour of sleep (it was worth it, Rich), I began to unearth my driveway of snow at 3am. I finally found myself at work at 5am, which started the day off hell. PEOPLE, I DO NOT SELL BILLIARD TABLES, SO PLEASE DON'T ASK ME A QUESTION AND EXPECT AN ACTUAL INFORMATIVE ANSWER. You will receive nothing of the sort, save a panic-strickened look on my face. I sell basketball shorts and ski jackets, friends and countrymen. Hardlines just aren't my THING. Ahem.

So bless the hearts of those who don't show up on our busiest day of the week. That's all I have to say. UH...yay for overtime?

ANYWHO...today is the last day off I will have in a great while. I will celebrate by doing laundry and cleaning my room. It has gone neglected for some time now, so let's make the world a better place, shall we?

WHERE ARE YOU, KYLE?

I want pad thai today. I think my wish will be granted.

THURSDAY will be the day for COST PLUS 10%! I am so jazzed. There shall indeed be some North Face purchases on Andrea's account. Niiiiice. I also want a huge ass trampoline. Who knows? After all, Thanksgiving is a day in which DREAMS DO INDEED COME TRUUUUE!

What?

Michelle, you are absolutely brilliant.

Agh!

I need the new Josh Groban album!

*insert thunder here*

Oh. And get this: All his tour dates are SOLD OUT. For EVERY city. What do I have to do?

She is sturdy. I want to climb her.

SO. Andrea is completely snowed in, therefore she will not be attending the sonic feast that WOULD have been CSO's Mozart performance. *Single tear*

Fez likes 'em big, fez likes 'em small, fez likes 'em ALL.

BEAUTIFUL mountain settings! Boasts a spectacular kitchen and dining!

Watching some home videos this afternoon. I love it. Watching our trips to California and the Grandad harley motorcycle rides. Damn, I hope I get the corvette.

I keed, I keed.

The photo class I wanted is now FULL. If I had registered 5 MINUTES before, I would have made it in. Sigh. So I am now on the waiting list b/c I refuse to take an evening class with a professor named SKIP.

Also snagged a Sex and Gender class, which I heard the prof was brillant. So we'll see. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a Hedwig showing. I am sooo writing a paper...some dude named ANGEL better not steal my idea. Hoo HAH!

Melt...melt...melt...

Who melts butter on a styrofoam plate in the microwave?

Its 4:11. Sometimes you just NEED information.

Who is Mrs. Shanks? She was just a chunk, yet loved my acronym of RIKI TIKI TAVI! Rock.

Its not melting.

�He is, whenever possible, to furnish new composition of his invention for the church and court�

Wow. We are definitely in blizzard conditions. And hey, I love snow, but I have places to be tonight, people. STOP SNOWING. Now. Now, please. Now?

Homeless.

And these days...

Tip: never purchase something from a kiosk unless you REALLY REALLY WANT IT. There's a story here, but its still too painful for me to tell.

Yay for the Argentinian people.

Oh make me a red cape...

I'm in the mood for some cranberry sauce. Not the real stuff, I'm talking the shite from the can. Like the stuff you SLICE. Ghetto it may be, but tasty it is, indeed.

Have you seen our LUXURIOUS fitting rooms?

Never again

Its almost 4am, and I have to wake up in an hour for work. I also ate FAST FOOD tonight. Um, excuse me? I'll take the one way ticket to hell please?

Everything about me...I don't know. I don't like it. Not now.

I can't move my legs

OHM received rave reviews this evening...DW wants to meet with me tomorrow for some odd reason. Sexual encounter in his jeep? I wouldn't mind...it IS a new wrangler, by the way. Baaaaaaah.

The posts on my bed resemble eggs. Is my bed a temple of fertility? Hardly.

I want to rip down my fire alarm.

So confused...

FIRST of all

To all of those people on my AIM buddy list that have that "Whoa, LOOK WHAT I FOUND" virus on their profile, go here to remove it. Trolls!

Going to Golden today to get some mad shopping done. I'm more pumped than an impotent 43 year-old's wang on his 15th anniversary night. Wow, there was a lot packed into that sentence.

TRACCCCCCIE! WHERE ARRRRE YOU??!?

Hmm...I should think about getting ready.

DW's girlfriend = WOOF. For this very reason, I'm not attracted to him anymore. Sick sad world.

WARNING:

I found Fred Durst attractive for 3 minutes today. Help.

SO yes. Work was long but I was with T-Money, so no big whoop. Going out with her tomorrow...should be un blast.

ONE TEAR

What is it about married men? I am just ATTRACTED to them. I don't know. Its just my thing. And uh...its not that cool. But I could never, you know, ACT upon those feelings. But wow. Thou shalt not covet...

Excuse me while I jump into a tub of ice water.

Jay: My jungle LOVE, yea wassup, O-E-O-E-O! I think I wanna know ya know yaaaaaaaa!

Aced the interview this morning, so YEE HAW. The pay kinda sucks ass, but as far as seasonal jobs go, its all good.

We seriously need a new treadmill. If your machine smells like its smoking after a mere 25 minutes of jogging, its time to say goodbye. What I REALLY want is a gazelle! Fun for the ENTIRE FAMILY! And don't forget an N.E.W.!

I freaking RAN a red light today...it was as if my brain had SHUT OFF. Bizarre. Hmm...well...glad I'm alive.

I'm going to search/hunt/gather for that roll of awesome film I lost. Yoinks.

HOW IS SHAWN BATES RIGHT NOW? I just want to know.

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING! TELLLL ME WHAT'S ON YOUR MIIIND!

If I ever had to think of a name real quick, I would definitely say Patricia Murphy. She's 29 and an administrative assistant. She drives a green 98 camry and has frizzy hair.

I need to exfoliate. Winter is a biooooootch.

Am I going to Evansville after Christmas? Stay tuned to find out...

I need to go to Bath and/or Body to retrieve more TOMATO scrub asap. That's stuff is golden, pony boy.

My brother turns 18 today. WOOOOO! I def. hooked him up with new boarding pants and some kick ass scott gloves...all for a thuper thweet price. Yay for being OF AGE!

I don't remember being 18. Oh, wait! Yes I do! Such a lovely/predictable time in life...full of death and sodomy! WEEEE!

Alright, people. The job calls.

85 buck

I had a dream I performed as EMCEE in "Cabaret" while Joel Gray was in the audience, AND I was wearing his costume from the film. Sick sad Andrea's mind. How I love Joel.

Work went by quickly. Wasn't even supposed to work today, but they needed me from 6-2. Yoink. Also have an interview tomorrow, so hopefully I can snag some extra hours! This money would most likely be used for um...SAVING.

Something's missing...and I don't know what it is.

And....no one cares. YESSSS!

Tylenol = candy?

Fab day at work. Trying to get another job as we speak. 65 hours a week is indeed do-able! YEEEE HAWWWW! I need money.

Debating the possibility of getting a new CR-V at the end of the spring. HOWEVER, it would be most difficult to ditch my uber-dependable civic. Choices, choices...

Working 6-2 tomorrow. YESSSSS! I better go to bed soon.

Blah. Boring times.

What about blog?

OH GOD, I sincerely hate my life right now. As I said earlier, I had temple today. I don't know if its because I don't have a soul or that I have been inundated my entire life with this shpeal that I am not getting the whole religion thing. I know that there is a being up there, but its FAR FAR FAR from this "personal relationship" that everyone keeps telling me about. Its not there. I've also read the torah and brit back and forth, but I'm still left unmoved. Its no longer special; its redundant. AND THIS SCARES ME.

Growing up where I have ALWAYS been in ministry, ALWAYS been the one trying to set a good example when I don't even know WHAT I believe anymore...its taken its toll.

Perhaps its because I've seen the ugly side all too often. I am fed up with the people that take and take, never give. For 9 years, almost HALF of my life, I have been involved and have been all too aware about what goes on. I have grown cynical. Of people, of beliefs, of practice.

I have yet to find sincerity and peace.

I am SUCH a douche

So temple actually was pleasant this morning, people. Visiting congregations can be an absolute NIGHTMARE, i.e. strange dancing, bizarre acts, etc. But I digress...Chaim is a great teacher. The lady with velvet gloves on the entire time kinda gave me the willies, but as you know...EVERYONE IS SPECIAL! And as usual...the attendees fit into the category of ADULT or INFANT, and nothing in between. YESSSSS!

Going to see Elf tonight. Muahahaha!

Anywho, I better make myself look somewhat presentable.

MASTER AND COMMANDER!

SACK ATTACK!

For crying in the sunshine, people. I just need to make more money. I'm going to budget with Kyle's move/NEW ZEALAND/THAILAND summer 2005 in mind. In order to save more, I might sacrifice my Scotland trip this summer, but I'll still have Israel. We'll see. BLAH.

For crying OUT LOUD...mucho aggressive-ness on the road today. Some asshole came speeding on my ass whilst flashing his brights. NOT cool. I hate trucks.

Anyway, I am just so done. I cannot wait to sleep in tomorrow. Was going to the open house tonight, but 10 hours is enough time to spend at the lovely workplace. Oh God, I need to make more money.

Mom is finally home, and she has had no sleep...thus mucho freaking tension is about the house.

Top drawer, I say! TOP DRAWER!

or not.

Shitty times, actually. Was just informed we're attending early temple services tomorrow when tomorrow is my only day off and I NEVER sleep in. JOOOOY! Too much.

On the flipside, had a wonderful afternoon with Tracie and Heather. We need to go out more often, and I sincerely hope we won't be arrested when we do.

Have growing disdain for DW. Its most likely all the tension about the opening. Oh Lord, I cannot wait.

Ya know, you guys are REALLY bringing down the makeout room!

Cold.

I want to go home.

Menu for the Day

So I just got back from work. YEE haw. I have to go back in 8 HOURS! 8 HOURS!

So Tracie got a job at $21.50 an hour. AN HOOOUUUUUR! I think I am going to be sick...

Just finished my lovely meatless veggie CHICKEN WINGS. You figure that one out.

According to my manager, I'm going to be promoted in no more than 6 months. I think I can handle that. :)

Went to see some other apartments today and was extremely impressed. More details later.

Anthony's Song

Am I moving out? We'll know by next week. Muahahahah.

I am so cold. While mom has been away, the thermo has been set to 68 degrees at ALL TIMES! MADNESS, DAD!

Work was hellish today. I did a spectacular display for UNDER ARMOUR this morning, and I am quite proud of it. " I LOVE YOUR USE OF HARDLINES!!" But then again, who doesn't?

I just need more of THAT 70S SHOW. I just don't get enough as it is.

Cause I don't have to go right now.

WHEN I MOVE, YOU MOVE!

Baby, its a lost cause

CRRRRRAP! Just when I THINK I know what I want to do, it blows up in my face. Worked with an HR generalist today, and I so want her job. However, I just changed majors at CU, and I really really dislike their business program. BUT Metro state has a marketing program that looks fantastic, and Gart would pay for HALF of my tuition. AND also check this out: ANYONE can audition for Metro shows. You DON'T have to be a theatre major. So I could still do theatre, people, but I could def. get an awesome job after graduation at corporate. BUT METRO? I don't know. I'm such a slave to prestige. AND I just changed schools within CU. Crap, I don't know what to do. I need to talk to Kyle.

DON is a FREAK, people. But he comes bearing cheez-its...

I have to work in a few hours. Goodnight.

The hottest line of ALL time:

Hi, my name is Paul. I'm 24 and I teach 3rd grade.

Buh-nuh nuh

Would you ever date someone that had the same name as one of your parents? I don't know, but that's just freaky.

Spending my day off cleaning, which just needs to be done. SO there it is.

Mom is probably in Nebraska by now.

Wes Anderson is just the best director, hands down. Watched Rushmore this morning, and I just can't get enough of that movie. I love Jason Schwartsman. Gee, I wish my cousins were Sophia Coppola and Nicholas Cage...

WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?

I am overcome

China China is my home. Awww, I miss you, Bruce Ripple!

Dave Matthews looks incredibly attractive with a beard...oy.

So work was so hella long today. Blah. Tomorrow is my day off, so OH HAPPY DAY, people.

A day like this calls for chinese food.

Who changed the McNugget?

I want to sleep.

Ale for sale and/or barter there at the fair ladddddIIIEEE!

Temple was decent. Yaaaay for Lot and co! Ah well. Broke out the torah scrolls, so that was HQ.

Kyle is ILL, which is so not cool. Get better, Kyle.

Working tomorrow, which shall prove to be a day from hell if any more gridding is involved. Yeeee.

We're going to have a soft open NEXT THURSDAY, with the grand opening being the 18th. Sometimes you just NEED to purchase tons of North Face apparel!

Had a dream last night that I accidentally killed some blonde chick, and then I entered a ballroom dancing contest with Sean Astin and won. Ricotta?

AGH! Had yet ANOTHER DREAM that the bottom portion of my house sunk into the earth, and we could no longer make use of it in fear for our lives if the windows ever busted. I had to purchase an entirely new wardrobe because I didn't have any access to my room. Hmm...which actually wouldn't be the end of the world, now that I think of it.

In just a few weeks I'll be able to register for next semester...and I can't help but feel a bit nervous about my major change, but I think that will subside. I could get up to half of my tuition reimbursed if I do indeed go into business. What to do...

Going out tonight with the "CLAPPER" dude from work. He seems a bit bizarre for my taste, but we shall see indeed. Ya never know...

I said MAUVE, NOT TURQUOISE!

When the moon hits the sky like a Nike fitness M-4...

Just got home from work. Currently watching bits of STAR DATES. Sick sad world.

Anywho, I def. believe gridding is not for moi. Maybe after 3 months.

Three margaritas.

Looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow.

There was nothing gymNASTIC about it, unfortunately.

Chicken patty on a bun

YAY! Got home early from work tonight, and good news: they're considering me for management. Rah.

Tonight is the last night for crap-tastic dinner, because tomorrow is indeed erev shabbat. Its been TOO long, people. This week has gone by super-fast.

Anywho, we got our Colombia fixtures tonight! And NOT just for accessories, people. Its about time.

SO yes yes...7-3 tomorrow. Post-3...BLISS.

You can never find the MAAAAAN you used to be! WHO IS JARED PECKANPAUGH? He was just really hot and had good hair. And he called Berkely "CYCLOPS." AWWW! The power quad! Jared, Jeremiah, Berkely, and Andrea. Hoorah for nostalgia.

Its goin' down

Getting ready for work in a few, and flipped on the tube. UH...yay for Monique on the Sharon O show whipping out CostCo product. Sometimes you just need a box of 80 pantyliners? Whaaaa?

Do they have them in Beverly Hills?

More tonight...

And make it HAPPEN!

So done with work for the day. I def. prefer this over the 2-10. I can so take the 7-3's anyday. Ah well. Back to the 2-10 tomorrow, so uh yay?

So Gordon's not going to Japan this year afterall. That sucks moderately for the G-man, but I'm glad to have him around .

WHAT A FEELIN'!

Golf balls up to HERE

I am so dead. Spent all AM in the Denver tech center, then ran to work to do a 2-10 tonight. And DID we. Mike left early so Shawn worked us like a slave driver because corporate is coming in tomorrow. I seriously don't blame him. HOWEVER, need to avoid my clogs like the plague when working long periods of time. Can't walk by 5pm. Not cool.

Anywho...Shawn's jeep is DEF. a manual. Too good to be true? We'll see.

I am so wearing the NB's tomorrow...

So...if I want to get at least 5 hours of sleep tonight, I need to go to bed now.

How I love Josh.

November 11th, people.

We gotta BUST out our cheers, YA'LL!

So yes. I went to bed at 7pm last night. Ahem. Was going to go for a walk-in this afternoon, but I could easily be too late. Eh. I'll go after work on Wednesday, perhaps. Yay 6-2! YESSSS!

Karen emailed me about the Y newsletter. I AM CRACKING. 2 months after I leave, I am still working for the Y. Eh.

Jim REALLY likes Jeff.

When My Pass Came in You Dropped the Ball

Just got back from an awesome day of work. How I heart Tracie...tres typical that we're scheduled not unlike ships passing in the night. I get zero clock time with Tracie on my crew. SICK! Ah well...

Found the North Face Jacket that I am going to buy a.s.a.i.h.t.m. Niiiice.

I def. love working these hours instead of the whole 2-10pm thing followed my 6-2pm. WTF? If it made sense, you wouldn't find it here, I suppose.

Had a most girl-ified discussion with Heather and Tracie about the oddities of men's sex organs and habits...as well as our own. Can you say crotch rocket? Will disclose details at a later time.

Sesame chicken tonight, people! OH YEA!

Going to escuela tomorrow to get things squared away for next semester and the intra-univesity transfer. GOODIE!

Everyone just NEEDS a pair of trusty clogs in black and brown.

DISOLUTION OF MARRIAGE

Oftentimes I find myself longing to be a bio major, but the passion isn't there. I think its more of a fascination with the possibility that such a move would indeed open doors into a more lucrative career, but alas...one must be true to oneself.

The Roseanne and Tom era has indeed come to an end.

I asked for the LARGE shampoo and conditioner.

EXTRA EXTRA LAAAAARGE!

Why does this make me happy?

SNL's host tonight is Kelly Rippa. WTF?

I doubt any of you find this interesting (why change anything now?), but a person on Moby's photo page is wearing the same track jacket that I own and actively wear. YAY Urban Outfitters! I am a dork.

ALSO on a Moby Note: check out his new contest concerning the TRUTH ABOUT GEORGE BUSH on his web-journal. I love it.

Joel...you are too awesome to be real.

Don't you ever have an emotion that originates above the waist?

Saturday. A dark Saturday.

Such a DARK time to be a part of the Real World team...

Simply having a wonderful Christmas time.

Having some CRAZY dreams as of late. All I can say is jeep wrangler, people from high school, coronas, getting kicked out of a movie theater, and trafton. Hmm...perhaps I should have salmon EVERY night...

Working tomorrow...not unlike everday, but I'm expecting more organization.

Trishelle, honey...concealer is your best friend, call for help.

Bat Yesushalyim

Shabbat.

This week I've been chewing an extreme amount of gum to retain breath freshness and sanity whilst in the workplace. I'm paying for it tonight with hardcore jaw pain. YES!

Broke out the heater blanket (the best purchase of my life) tonight because it is hella cold. My friend all year-round, that's for sure. Thick and thin, baby...thick and thin!

So sad.

Sleeping in tomorrow. What more is there to say?

So much.

Goodnight, chittlins'!

Chuck T's + Icy driveway = NO

So just got home from another lovely 11 hours of work. How I love my job. Ahem. But seriously, sleep deprivation increases the hilarity following a comment such as "barrel of monkeys" to bounds of and which you have never dreamed.

WHO THINKS OF THESE THINGS?

Oh, it kills me. M.B. looking extra tired tonight, but he can pull it off with such a face. So sweet and yet chillingly mature. Its only all too typical that he has a girlfriend. But not for long! Muahahahha....muahahah...I mean what?

So yes. Snowy + mucho icy today. I de-iced the civic about 3 times. Bone-chilling weather, people. Only in Colorado will you only follow a day of fires with one of ice and snow.

Knot in shoulder.

ITS THE HOT POCKET METHOD!

I was 34 years old, and my life had just started.

Whose life ISN'T directed by Cameron Crowe, people?

I suppose everyone is on this search, whether they know it or not. This search to find their other half. If it exists. Is the drive for the sheer purpose of procreation, happiness, peace...what? I don't know, but I find myself thinking about it. Perhaps it is because as I'm getting older, my peer group is doing just this: pairing. And we're not just talking about sex here. We're talking about marriage. Engagement. I tell you the truth when I say that it freaks me out.

I don't know.

The search for the other half. Do we make one together, or do one and one make two?

Crap, I don't know. And I don't know why I'm thinking about it. I'm just thinking about the people that have been in my life the past two years and why I simply don't care for interaction that much any more. It doesn't seem important to me. And it isn't. The relationships I'm involved in today have been active for 4+ years. Anything newer seems irrelevant and worth tossing aside. What does this mean? Andrea's misanthropia coming to fruition?

R.E.M. = just OLD.

EMOTIONALLY UNAVAILABLE

These days...

This weekend marks our move to Denver. Sweet sweet joy.

Danny Devito's mini-wife from Cheer's !

1983

If that's all you'll be, you'll be a waste of time

Will I get better or stay the same?

GAVIN DEGRAW: "MEANING"

Smoking? Ugh. Why does he have to SMOKE?!? Damn. Does it bother me? Yes and no. We'll see.

I'm gonna love you more than anyone...

Need to make cookies for mom to make up for being the satan daughter. Tollhouse pre-cut cookie dough purchase is in the near future.

UH...legs?

Come home from crap work and get dog shit all over my shoes and jeans. How I love life. Didn't call mom to say "Hello" so I am officially the satan child. What the hell?

Tracy is a freaking laugh and a half. I can't feel my legs.

Going to bed at 8:30 tonight...

Loves ya much...

Summon Your Talent at Will

Finally watched the end of Devil's Advocate, and I am thoroughly disturbed. Hmm...

For some reason, Blazing Saddles is on the spanish channel, and its just freaky watching Gene Wilder dubbed in espanol.

Charlie Rose is one of the most boring people alive.

I'm sorry, but Keanu Reeves in suspenders = bliss.

COMPLETELY irrelevant.

But I thought you LIKED green!

I can't keep this in. Caught a glimpse of the RMA's tonight, and EVERYONE is sporting a faux-hawk or a mohawk. WHAT the crap?

We gotta get outta here before one of those things kills guy!

Who introduced YOU to body shimmer?

Had a bizarre dream about high school. I was still in choir, and Mr. Becker was wearing this amazing see-thru body suit along with a tux jacket. Seriously, I think I'm onto something here. I just miss Garth. ALSO--we had to dive for dildos in a whirlpool full of old shit.

ALSO...I was shopping in a craft shop and ran into Kelli Claybourn and Josh. Josh's girlfriend looked like that chick from the YMCA this summer with the eyebrow ring. Long and frizzy hair, but minus the bandana. That chick was def. faux badass.

I'm ready for my MOUTH close-up!

Watching the Linkin Park video, "Numb." Yay! Just what we need! More songs about failure and mommy not loving us enough. Oh, and close-ups of that white dude's lip ring. Soooo cool!

Excuse me while I angrily throw paint on a canvas...

Come back to bed

Got ready this morning for work and almost fell over in the shower, so decided that work was not best thing for moi today. Went in anyway to turn in paperwork and tell them what's up, so mucho fun there. Not. But Shawn was there...had glasses on today. Lord. I am in high school.

THEY'RE ACTUALLY PEOPLE!!

I need sleep.

Chicken soup not necessarily good for the soul...

Woke up extremely nauseated today, but I'm not surprised. I start work tomorrow, but I doubt that's going to happen.

Got down some chicken soup tonight, so yay RAH! I'm aiming for some solid foods in a few days...

I'm sorry, but Wildboys(z) cracks me up. Those dudes are so going to eat it one of these days.

THE WORLD'S DUMBEST PLACE TO SWIM

My grandad turned 74 today.

Oh Lord

So I just got back from the hospital this evening. WHAT MADNESS! I don't even know.

So I woke up yesterday morning with some killer nausea, took some pepto, then went back to sleep. I woke up in the afternoon puking my guts out. I took a couple tylenol with a sip of water, then chucked that up as well. YAAAAAY! SO puking ensued until 4:30, when I went to the doctor. I had a migraine, my back was killing me, and I had more abdominal pain than I would ever wish upon my worst enemy. I wanted to die.

So they ran me to the ER, took them 4 tries to get an IV started (YAY!), and then took some blood for a CBC amongst other things. My w. blood count was 12, 000....normal is between 5 and 7 thou. This is a sign of appendicitis. MORE FUN!!

So after loading me up with some awesome pain meds and nausea meds (the same stomach cancer patients receive...they worked wonders), I drank tons of contrast dye for my catscan (sp?). After almost two hours, I had my catscan, and that came out normal, THANK GOD. SO then they wanted to keep me there for the night because of my pain and for observation. 5 IV bags and still THIRSTY! WOO!

So some dude came in at 4am and took more blood from me (YESSS!) and I dozed off and on until 8. The rents spent the night with me as well, so they were oot and aboot the room helping me go to the bano and whatnot. I felt like a kid. Sick.

So I woke up at 10 without nausea (THANK GOD AGAIN) and just with a slight headache. I seriously just wanted to go home. The Doc came in, did a brief exam, and said I was good to go. So yee HAW.

I've basically been sleeping on and off this evening with some crazy A dreams. UH...I am a werewolf? WHAAAT?! I don't know.

So yay for the rents constantly at my side and awesome nurses and docs helping me out. Its been weird, but I suppose sometimes your stomach and intestines just need to be inflamed once in your life. YAAAY! The end.

You MUST pay the rent! But I CAN'T pay the rent!

Felt mucho better this morning. I can't take Angelina Jolie's lips...they just look DEAD...and chapped.

You could draw a straight line over Justin Timberlake's eyebrows.

He's such a FRIENDLY boy...why won't anyone play with him??

How do you keep the music playing?

By the grace of God I can now walk upright without the urge to regurge. Sp? Eh.

Song: Aqualung-Another Little Hole

This life can only leave us lonely.

So yes...mom's birthday was today. Good times all around. I love my mom. She just deserves so MUCH.

My near-sightedness is getting WORSE. YAY! Gotta head to the doc soon.

I NEED STILL LIFE!

Won't you take me home...(insert cello sigh)

Happy Birthday, Ma!

Do you mind if i always love you?

I am seriously going to puke...I don't remember ever being this ill.

heaven's gonna burn your eyes...

"Just because we're rich doesn't make us bad people! *GIGGLE*"

Uh...yes it does.

No annual fee!

So my first day of work was today. How I love/hate orientations. We're opening the new store, so everyone is going to be somewhat unfamilair with the new procedures and layouts.

Why am I in retail?!

Ah well. Extremely hilarious sexual harassment VHS. QUID PRO QUO, BABY!

I'm definitely looking forward to the free ski passes and rentals. Bad freaking ass. I'm also going to snag some new and improved clubs. Sometimes you just NEED a wedge. Not that kind.

Getting a credit card to...you know...build credit. I don't know what David Ramsey would say, but I'm going to do it regardless. And so it begins...

I desperately need to develop my film, but I have not the time for it. Those should be fab...

Chris took some great photos the other night, so at least those should be coming within the week.

Going to dinner with my cousins (1st removed style) tonight, which will truly prove to be a riot and a half. I'm excited.

I'm convinced that bi-polar alco on the real world looks like an alien. Seriously. No one's eyes should be that far apart.

FAUX-HAWKS are out. So forget it, french dude.

Should I do liberty or traditional platinum?

I have nothing of great significance to write about. Ever.

Not so much

I just don't know who plays video games.

What DJ can play Billy Joel's "This is the Time" for the last song at a prom and NOT get stoned?

Something I dislike about peanut butter: oftentimes the aftertaste is reminiscent of cigarette smoke. WHY?

My closet needs organizing.

Demi Moore just needs to go to a nursing home. Striptease was so 1996.

$400?!?

Last night was enjoyable. Many photos were taken, and Hedwig was shared.

I need to clean my room today BIG TIME.

Blah. Sundays do indeed bite the big one, but nevertheless, work shall be completed.

BORING ENTRY. WHO IS JANICE PARMAR?!

"One time, I fell asleep in a satellite dish, and woke up with this hellacious sunburn and the ability to smell colors!"

The Awakening

Something has been missing from my life.

I watched a film this evening that definitely raised some questions about religion, beliefs, God, the whole bit. What to do?

Right now I feel that "believing" would be the result of fear. Fear of dying and going to hell for all eternity. Noted, a pretty shitty situation. But shouldn't "believing" be the direct result of sincerely wanting a relationship with God? NOT just wanting to proverbially "cover one's ass?"

SO uh...how 'bout those Cubs?

TRANNNNSFER!

Its done, people. Andrea is officially now a theatre major after 2 years in denial (a.k.a. COMMUNICATIONS. Cue puking).

Today was just a GOOD day. School in the morning, shopping in the afternoon, and lunch with Lisa and Chris. GENNA = MARRIED? ALYSSA = MARRIED? BEN & NICOLE = #2 KID?! What the HELL, people?! I don't get this. I'm getting old.

Can anyone start this thing?

Don't believe its Friday...

Work starts Tuesday. Blah.

CHIPOTLE + TCBY = YAY.

Tomorrow = shenanigans with Lisa and Chris part deux.

The return of Spinal Tap?

'Ave you heard of the "The Darkness?" They are some crazy ass people. Excuse me, I ordered the SKIN TIGHT jump suit, thank you.

I'm definitely about doubled over from the pain I'm experiencing right now.

Last words

Just got back from viewing KILL BILL. Holy shit, that was an awesome flick. Noted, its probably the most blood-filled violence gasm of a film I've ever seen. The end.

Starbucks trip not resulting in Latte consumage

So why am I going to a film at 10 pm on a Wednesday night? Because I can.

My legs are in mucho pain right now. My bloody right knee hasn't stopped spasming. Calcium, please? Yay for not being able to drink milk. My bones will be powder by age 38.

Good chili night. Kosher corn bread = uh yum?

These UB clogs are like butter in shoe form.

LIKE BUTTAH! Oh my God, I saw Streisand on Oprah yesterday as I was flipping channels whilst Trading Spaces was on commercial. Her mic MATCHED HER OUTFIT! It was OFF-WHITE! Who can do that BESIDES Barbara? WHO IS BEN? Crap. I forgot Ben's last name. MELCHIORS! Wait! Or is it Melchoirs? Hell, I don't know. Some people just don't stay with you. Hmm...

Little Shop! AGHH!

Need latte NOW.

Good shit!

Holy crap. I've been gone all day coffee-ing and shopping. Mix in a little dining.

Chris is coming out here tomorrow. Weird and fun.

Bought some new leather boots tonight...uh HELLS yes. Also snagged some UB black clogs with the lambs wool lining. A must for winter.

Have another interview tomorrow morning, as well as Friday. GARY from HB called me on the cell whilst I was trying on bootage.

SHIIIIIT! I thought I had turned in my multitude of lib. books today, but I see one GLARING BACK at me from my night stand. Ah well. I'll be in town tomorrow anyway. Damn you, photography field guide!!

I miss you, Kyle.

OOOOO! Picked out some fab purple plates at Foleys. I want some medit. blue-ness to complete the set. AND ALL stainless steel appliances. A bitch to clean, but yet so modern-this-is-a-robot-house kind of look.

I have this urge to paint my room a tealish-green with eastern writing trim. Hmm...but not too practical for the fam when I move out. We'll see.

Is it just me, or does Justin Guarini KIND OF look like Tom Hanks? Either way, I would still push him down some stairs if I had half a chance.

Cheap books and legal stimulants! SIGN UP HERE!

Its a wopping 28 DEGREES! 28 DEGREES! I CAN'T FEEL MY TOOOOOOES!

SO. Have yet another interview tomorrow afternoon. I should have three job offers to choose from, so let the highest bidder win! Or not. Huzzah.

Cecilia had beautiful penmanship.

I don't know about you, but I certainly get a spectacular sense of self from merely ordering coffee.

I'm freaking.

It's not even 8:30 pm, and I am already tired. THANK GOD.

Had my hair cut this evening by my beloved mane-trimmer, Emily. That woman is not only a fellow gigonoggin, she is a DIVA.

Spongebob is floating at about half-mast.

Kit Kat is by far the best chocolate/wafer treat known to man.

I would sure enjoy a shiatsu leg massage right about now.

I wonder if Kyle is sober...

Jumanji has to be one of the worst films of ALL time.

"I was wrongfully terminated due to the fact that I will not put this lion's mane into a hairnet!"

What a feelin'

Too many things on my mind tonight. I can't sleep. I even hiked all morning/afternoon, so I should be good to go...ya know?? Sigh.

Orlando Bloom = yay.

So here it is. 5:15 in the am. How I love this.

Things should work out so I can go to the M. Moore shindiggy on Wednesday. We shall see.

Drug test tomorrow for the new job. Looking forward to being strip-searched. YAAAY!

I don't even KNOW what to do, people.

I'm cold.

Ah well. I'm going to take yet another stab at sleeping. We'll see how that turns out, yea? I need to turn it all off.

I'm Ashton Kutcher, and I AM AWESOME!!!

Yaaaay Sukkot.

Let's NOT do another 4am bedtime again, mmkay? I'm definitely feeling this migraine.

Oh, so I get to do my first DRUG TEST on Monday. I CAN'T wait!

Going to Boulder this week to check out the school. We likes it! YES, WE LOVES IT! Whaaa?

I'm sorry, but SNL was awesome. Justin Timberlake= hilarious. Dare I say it? It was a better SNL than last week with Mr. JB. Verily.

I need chapstick.

NO sleep, Jerry. NO SLEEP.

So I haven't been able to sleep for the past 3 days, yet somehow I'm alive. Maybe.

Listening to a live version of JM's "Comfortable," and he's going into a freaky falsetto thang. Wtf?

Can't seem to find the quiet inside my mind.

Pearls of wisdom?

WHY am I so excited about CAMP JIM?!? I have no idea. The dude is freaking CRACKKING me up! I love it. He's just TOO gay and awesome to be real.

So I renewed my license (which I will have for the next 10 YEARS) today, and I absolutely HATE HATE the photo. YAAAAY.

The civic is in fine condition.

Vat else? Holy shit, Zoey sliced her foot open while she was outside. Not cool. She's in surgery tonight getting her foot sewn back together. Uh tendons? You just don't need to see those...

I need to clean my room.

WHY did I wear a turtleneck for the license photo??

Um...Chingy's "Holidea Inn" is killing me. Music is NO LONGER music. Sigh.

This was an incredibly boring and annoying blog entry. I apologize.

Let's look forward to some photos, shall we?

She's losing it

Why am I obsessed with MTV's Cribs??! I hate MTV, but I can't get enough of Missy E's dining room table! Help.

I woke up today absolutely convinced that it was Monday.

Why are Ethan and Len in my dreams?

I need a latte.

Time to punch the clock

Blah. An absurdly BORING Friday. Almost purchased Dave Ramsey's personal finance book, but the hardback price was too much to swallow this week.

Personal Finance Tip One:
Write a fucking book about personal finance and make it only available in $40 hardback form. The money will follow.