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Thu, Feb. 24th, 2005, 01:03 pm

http://swiftreport.blogs.com/news/2005/02/parents_protest.html

This is the most ridiculous thing I ever read. When I was six, I didn't want to give icky boys Valentines, but I didn't want anyone to feel left out. I think we were actually required to give them to the whole class.

Wed, Feb. 23rd, 2005, 11:33 am
My Onion Horoscope

Libra: (Sept. 23—Oct. 23)
You have no idea why thousands of shrieking, lovesick teens chase you everywhere you go, but you're pretty sure it's not because of your shitty albums.

Fri, Jan. 28th, 2005, 03:59 pm

From mamichan
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Fri, Jan. 14th, 2005, 02:20 pm
Do you like handbags?

http://www.FreeHandbags.com/?r=13879911

Check out this site. If five people sign up from my link, I get a free Burberry bag. If you sign up and get five people to sign up, you get a free bag (they also have Kate, Coach, Prada...). It's a beautiful thing :)

Tue, Jan. 11th, 2005, 12:42 pm

Inspired by rhubelesko.
States I've visited
I really need to visit Rhode Island. It looks so lonely unshaded all by itself.

Fri, Dec. 24th, 2004, 01:13 am
Question and an Entry

Q: Let's say that hypothetically you were on a Web site where you can search for people and add them to your circle. And let's say hypothetically that while browsing this Web site, you typed in the name of a boy whom you may have a bit of a crush on but are not sure whether the crush is mutual or he just likes you as a friend and that is it.
Now let's say that you find this boy's profile in your search.

What do you do?
a) Invite him into your circle because people type in random names all the time (he knows you know his last name) and he'll think nothing of it because hi, you two are acquaintances.

b) Don't invite him because you don't want him to think you're stalking him even though it was fairly coincidental, though you may not have thought to look him up had you not been crushing on him and thinking about the flirty happy hour you shared last week.

c) Invite him knowing full well that he may realize you're crushing on him, even though this isn't really a case where you can hide from him if you do something stupid and embarassing because you do have to interact with him on a regular basis.

Help!!!

Ok, so now for an update. I haven't written in a long ass time because work has been kicking my...ass. No joke. Thanksgiving week I worked 50 hours from Mon. to Wed. It sucked. Needless to say, I'm not sure how much longer I'll be putting up with this. However, I do believe I'll stay through our formal because that is always a rockin' good time.
Now for more exciting topics, because I'm on vacation and certainly don't want to whine about work.
October came and went. Went home to celebrate my bday with my buddy and our peeps. It was quite enjoyable. Went to the opera and sat in the President's box. That was way cool. My friend works for the White House, so she totally hooked me up this fall. Went up to Philly to visit a friend and saw the art museum. Loved it. If you are ever in Philly, go to the art museum. It's awesome. Oh, but be warned that running up the steps is not quite as easy as Rocky makes it look. Didn't dress up for Halloween. Nothing could top the Madonnas! Next year perhaps...
In November I went to the President's official election night party which was very cool. Not that I am particularly a fan of his, but it was still pretty cool. Poured wine at the Australian Embassy which was fun. Went home for Thanksgiving. Same ol, same ol.
Other than work, December was fairly uneventful. Roomies and I threw a holiday wine and cheese party that was a huge success. Had around 50 people over. Good times. Poured wine at the Spanish Embassy. Again, very cool, although I have to say it was ridiculously hot in there. Of course, I had on a turtleneck sweater and was dying! Big mistake. I made it through our end of quarter deadlines at work (only talk of work, I swear). Our final deadline was last Friday, and I flew home on Sunday. A lot of other people took off for vacay this week too, so I planned a happy hour. It was a lot of fun. Debbie got a bit tipsy. Ok, maybe more than a bit. In fact, I do believe I threw up in the bathroom of the bar, but I'm pretty sure no one in my party knew (there was mouthwash in the bathroom and everything). I needed to drink though. Apparently I needed to eat too, but that is neither here nor there.
So in case you didn't gather, the question above does not refer to a hypothetical situation, but a real-life one. See, I decided last Thursday that I was again crushing on this boy I work with (I had a crush on him earlier in the fall, but it faded). I was working in his building, and he brought up Sonic, which we KNOW I love. So we were talking and decided we needed to take a road trip to the nearest one, which is almost two hours away. Anyway, it was after this conversation that I decided I liked him again. So Friday, we're all at happy hour, and I have to say, he was quite flirty. At least, what I interpreted as flirty. Perhaps that is how he always is, but whatever. Let me enjoy it.
It started when we were both walking toward the bar for our first drinks. He said something about me buying him a drink, and I was all, oh no, I think you need to buy me a drink. So he did. Then, a bunch of us were talking, and he and I were leaning against the bar. We started out apart, but by the end of the conversation, his arm was definitely touching mine. Throughout the night, we'd talk, sometimes just the two of us, sometimes wiht a group, and he kept doing things like putting his arm around me or leaning in. We haven't acted like that before either.
Anyhoo....we were in the final four and decided it was time to head out. He lives about half a mile from me, so we decided to share a cab. Because I am socially inept and was a bit tipsy, I didn't say anything cute or memorable as I got out. I just kind of left and mumbled "merry christmas" or something of the sort. I wish I would have said something, but oh well.
I hate when you have a really good boy encounter right before you leave town. Especially in a case like this where I came home and haven't really done much all week, so I've had plenty of time to mull over the situation. Ugh.
Any insight would be appreciated. Slapping upside the head is also acceptable.
Got home on Sunday. Monday, Mom and I went to lunch and shopping. Tuesday we hit the Chicago Outlets which are amazing. I spent way too much money, but got some great deals. Desperately wanted a D and B bag but didn't find one I liked. Bummer. Wednesday, I ran some errands, and then my cousins came over for dinner. Stayed until 11. Woah! So much for hitting the KU bar. Oh well. It was great to see them. Today I met S in the city for lunch and took him to the airport. Then I slept all afternoon. Then I met up with KEE for dessert tonight. And now here I am.
Tomorrow we're going to my dad's cousin's for Christmas Eve and then to mass. Saturday it'll just be the four of us, so we're going to a movie, probably Life Aquatic. Looks good! Sunday I fly back. Oy. However, Monday I have off because S will be in DC, so we are going to play for a day before he flies back here. Also, at some point this weekend, I need to see M and C, in town from Iowa. C is pregnant. Yikes! Between the babies and the marriages, I don't know what to do with myself. I'm feeling quite inadequate, I tell ya. Maybe that's why I suddenly have a crush on a boy I've known for months. Nah. He's cute and funny. That's why I have a crush on him.
Happy holidays everyone! Maybe I'll actually have time to update every now and again...

Tue, Oct. 5th, 2004, 10:23 pm

I love my birthday. It was grand.
It all started Wednesday. After babysitting, M and I went to the St@r, our local bar. Had some drinks. Had some drinks bought by boys. It was good. Of course, the boys were totally lame, but what can you do. You can't refuse drinks. It's just not right.
Thursday I worked. Blah. Then I headed to happy hour at 5 on the dot. Got to the bar about 5:20, before any of my friends. Oh well. Secured a table and got myself a beer. C showed up next. She was not pleased with me for buying my own beer, but what can you do? I didn't want to sit there without beverage. Some more people showed up, and I had some more drinks. Had a little food.
B found a boy she wanted to talk to and took me with her. So we were talking to this boy. Then I got bored and left them to chat. Sat at the table with everyone for a bit. Then M dragged me over to meet a boy. He was way cute, and we had good conversation. At least we would have if M hadn't kept interrupting us. Seriously, she would walk away and then two seconds later come back and be like "Hey! This is a great song!" I was like, for the love, can you just let me talk to this boy?? Oh well.
Throughout the night I had about 7 or 8 beers and 6 or 7 shots. And a raz stoli and sprite. I didn't feel drunk until the very end, and then bam, it hit me. We were walking to the car, and I was throwing up while walking. I didn't make a mess all over myself or anything. I would just be walking, turn my head, bend over a little, throw up, and keep walking. We got home, and I threw up more. Then I sat in the armchair. M and C were like, you have to go to bed. I was like, "No! It's going to hurt!" Finally they got me upstairs. They took off my boots, but I would not let them take off my socks. They asked if I could get my pjs on myself. I was like, sure! Well, I got my skirt off, but then I passed out hugging my pjs. Woke up and was not feeling well, but I got ready for work anyways. Drove to my old apt and got on the metr0. Got off one stop before mine because I thought I was going to be sick and didn't want to be the person who messed up the morning commute. I did not get sick in the station though and felt better, so I got back on the train. Got to work and was ok. Had a little bagel. Threw up. Had some more bagel. Felt better. An hour later, I thought I was going to be sick but wasn't. Then I didn't know I was going to be sick until it was too late. I was on my way from our dept to the bathroom (in the public hallway, not our company's office). I threw up in my hands, down my arm, on the floor. It was not fun. Luckily, there was a maintenance man nearby, so I was like "Hi. Can you send someone to clean that up? I got sick. I'm sorry." That was when I decided I needed to go home. Went to tell my manager. She was like "Oh no. You know, something's going around. Maybe it's what P and B had." I was like, um, I don't think hangovers are contagious, but thanks anyways. Before I left, L gave me some gatorade. Let me tell you, that did the trick. By the time I was back in my car, I felt 500 times better. Went to the bank, picked up lunch, and watched Days. Then I went to the cleaners and city hall. That night M, C, D, and I went to my favorite 80s bar. It was a little odd--too many old people and too many women--so we left relatively early (12ish) and went to IH0P.
Saturday morning, M and I went to get the keg. That was an adventure in and of itself. First off, M weighs about 120 soaking wet. She is a tiny little girl. We walk into this beer and wine superstore and ask about kegs. The guy was like, yeah, they're in the cooler. Go get one and bring it up here. Are you kidding?? It weighs more than M does!! So we asked the manager, who was near the cooler, if there was someone to help us. He was quite rude and completely blew us off. Who blows off cute girls who want to get drunk?? Come on!! There was a Mi11er rep in the cooler, but he wouldn't help us bc we wanted Bud. Bummer. Finally, we got someone to help us. Took it up to the register, and the cashier was slower than I don't know what. Then, he and the other cashiers started talking (obviously about us) in another language. That is just uncalled for. We were not pleased with our experience tehre.
M and I got the keg home. K took me out to lunch, and then a bunch of us went to this really cool art festival on my street. I got KEE a bday present that is way fun. It reminds me of these, which we love. I came home to a beautifully decorated house for my bday party (see pics here).
Party was great. Low turnout, but I was so happy that every person who was there was. Plus, it allowed me to have fun with them rather than mingle with a ton of people I may or may not want to talk to. The only thing that would have been good with a bigger crowd would be finishing the keg, but oh well. We had a blast trying! Played beer pong and flip cup. Did keg stands. It was great!!
I got two bundles of roses (one pink, one red), a nice candle, some wine, and a very cool cocktail shaker. We also had a huge cake. We will be eating cake for weeks. I love it!!
So, the divorced guy showed up at my party. It was interesting. I of course did not make a big deal. I was like, whatever. He was nice engouh. We had some interesting conversation. My friends and I have decided that he likes me and totally thinks I'm hot but doesn't want to date me, or anyone for that matter, right now. This is fine bc I don't want to date him, but I do want to be friends and hang out. So I think we will. We'll see. I may go visit him at his store one of these days to say hi. I don't have his number anymore though. Hmmm. Oh well. He and his roomies were over until about 3am. It was nuts. We had a good time thoguh.
Sunday we did nothing. Sat around, watched tv, grilled. Then we played more pong and flip cup in an attempt to finish more of the keg. Watched some Alias. Then C and I watched the new shows on ABC. So goood!!!! I highly recommend both Sunday night shows.
That was part one of my birthday. This weekend I'm headed to Chicago for part two. Friday will be a spa day. Saturday night will be a crazy downtown party. I think S's hot brother A will be tehre. Whoo hoo! A great bday present would be a nice makeout session with him. I'll see what I can do to make it happen!! Yay! Although, he is old now. He's 30! It's ok. He's still hot. And very tall. And we all know I like that.
Sunday I am supposed to see my friend P. The one who likes to hit on me every chance he gets. Hmmm. He just broke up with his gf though and is heartbroken, so I'm not expecting anything of the sort. I don't want anything to happen bc of that same reason.
Well, I'd better run. So tired. Blah. I am watching the debate, although I'm only half paying attention.
Toodles!

Tue, Oct. 5th, 2004, 01:35 pm

Recap of the birthday week to come.
Please answer these in a comment.
1. Tell me something obvious about you.
2. Tell me something about you that many don't know.
3. What is your biggest fear?
4. Do you normally go the safe route or take the short cut?
5. Name one thing you want that you can't buy with money.
6. What is your most treasured possession?
7. What is the one thing you hate most about yourself that you do often?
8. Tell me something sexually about you that I don't know.
9. Tell me something sexually about you that everyone knows.
10. What is your favorite lie to tell?
11. Name something you've done once that you can't wait to do again.
12. Are you the jealous type?
13. What is the one person, place or thing you can't say no to?
14. What is the nicest thing someone has ever done for you?
15. If you could do something crazy right now, what would it be?
16. When was the last time you cried?
17. When was the last time you felt so good that nothing else mattered?
18. Do you feel comfortable in public with no shirt on?
19. Name something embarrassing you did while being drunk.
20. If you post this in your journal would you like me to answer it?

Thu, Sep. 30th, 2004, 11:29 am

Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to me!

Today is my bday, so I've decided not to work. Well, that's not entirely true. I'm here, and I'll do any work that comes my way, but nothing has come my way. I'm not in a seeking out work type of mood. I do that enough.

What have I done this year? It's been a whopper, let me tell you. It's been a good one. I think I will do a little chronology, esp since I haven't been online much.
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Wed, Sep. 29th, 2004, 12:29 pm
Hello again!

So I've been awol for a bit. No surprise there. I often think "Hey, I should write in my journal." Then I get distracted by work or friends or lack of internet connection (I guess that isn't so much a distraction). So here I am.
Let's see...the boy I went on a date with...yeah, he's a dumbass. Why? Because he never called me again. Whatever. Apparently I am just too cool for him and make him self-conscious, because we certainly had a good time. Why else would he not have called me back? Whatever. He was too old man for me anyways. And he has a cat. Blech.
Two Thursdays ago, my coworker and I had a celebratory happy hour for our promotions. It was soooo mcuh fun. I drank way too much and did not eat until we stopped at McD's on the way home at almost midnight. Good times. Anyhooo, that night, my friend M gave me two tickets to J@ck Johnson and G L0ve. I, in my tipsy stupor with encouragement from my friends, called said stupid boy to see if he wanted to go. Got his vm and left a message. When he hadn't called me by the next day (day of the show), I asked my coworker who I had celebrated wiht the previous night if she wanted to go. She did, so we went. Had a blast. Got soaked by Hurricane Ivan. It was an outdoor show, adn apparently about 20 tornadoes hit in the area that night. We had no idea. Oh well. The next day, my roomie C and I hit the outlets, and I spent waaaay too muhc money. It's ok though. We had a great time. That night I went to my friend's housewarming. Sunday I did what's called a dine around. I volunteered to lead a group of 20 people around to six different restaurants in Old T0wn that had mini entrees for us to try. It was very fun. That Wed. was our deadline, so on Tuesday I was at work until 10:15. Lovely.
This Friday, C and I did nothing. We sat on our non-existent couch and watched tv for many hours.
Let me tell you about this couch. See, when we went to the outlets, she found a beautiful red couch. It has a chaise attached. She also ordered the matching ottoman. Well, it was supposed to be delivered Friday afternoon. Friday morning, the warehouse calls and says "Hi. We can't find half your couch. The computer says it's here, but it's not. We'll keep looking. I'll call you back." They did not find it afterall, so now we won't have a couch until the first week of Oct. (which granted, is next week, so it's not a major deal, but hi, she bought her first couch in June and we still don't have one.)
Saturday we grilled for lunch and had assorted phallic-shaped meat (hot dogs, brats, knockwurst). Very fun. That night I went to a block party where this awesome band played. I have had their cd for many years, but this is the first time I'd seen them. It was awesome. Then I met up with K&L for K's bday. Went to the pub, sang some songs, had some beers. Good times! Sunday a bunch of us toured wine country. It was a gorgeous day for it. My other friend K and I rode in her Benz convertible while everyone else piled into C's Gr@nd Am. Ha! We had the best time. And, all but one of the wineries served us free wine, so it was a cheap day (I did not buy any bottles). Came home, had pizza, went to bed way early.
Yesterday was nuts. Work was a little crazy. Stayed until 6, which isn't horribly late, but later than usual. Went to meet my friend C (not the roomie) for HH. Got off the Metr0 and went to where I thought it was. Turns out, it was the other way. Oh, and can I just say Jeanne was pouring and blowing very strong winds so my umbrella was pretty worthless. Got to HH soaked but happy. Had beer, fries, and chicken tenders that C bought bc well, the whole tab was like $7. I need to go back to that place!
Tomorrow is my bday!! Yay! I will be 26. Crazy! Am I really that old? I don't think so. Means I've been driving for 10 years! Yikes! Ten years ago tomorrow, I was in drivers ed, actually driving (two days a week we had classroom, two days a week we drove, and one day we did the simulator). I remember bc I had to do soemthing with my bday balloons. I don't remember what I did with them though.
Anyhoo, I have a wonderful bday celebration planned. Tonight, M (my roomie) and I are hitting up the local bar for beverages. Tomorrow I am having happy hour with many friends and coworkers. Friday is a Bay0u night with K&K to celebrate all of our bdays. Saturday day K is taking me to lunch and she, K, and my two roomies are going to this really cool art festival in our neighborhood. That night we are having a kegger. Yes, a kegger. Beer pong and all! Can't wait! I am going to do a kegstand :) Sunday I may go to a winery with my sorority alum group if I am up for it.
Then, next weekend, I have my Chicag0 celebration. Thursday night I fly home. Friday KEE and I are doing a spa day. Then we are hitting the local bars that night. Saturday night we are going downtown with everyone. Monday a bunch of my family members will be in town to dedicate my grandpa and great aunt's gravesites. Not that it will be fun, but it will be nice to see everyone.
I better get back to work. I just took a reallly loooong lunch.

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