Huskers Rule

Wow. What a great holiday. Spending the weekend at Gram's was unforgettable. HOORAH for meeting new family, and HOORAH for just APPRECIATING the life of a farmer. More on this later. The trip went fine. Tollways will eat you out of house and home here. Yoohoo. I really missed Kyle. Gram's new hubby is fond of the phrase, "WHIZ BANG." Yea. I laughed, too.

One thing

The Beatles were the best that there was, there is, and forever will be. Period.

Ahem

I don't know about YOU people, but I AM SO PUMPED about the new DREAMSTREET ALBUM! My holidays are NOW complete!

Weeze

Tip: don't go for a bike ride outside right now without a parka. YOINK. I just did, and I can't feel my throat right now.

Hanukkah shopping tomorrow! WOOHOO! Eli is gonna hit the skate park. YAY. I might get a linen hanging lamp. Eh.

By the by, I am terminating my website. More on this later.

TALKED TO SUSAN TODAY! BANG-O-RANG! I love her so much. She rules. I have never laughed so hard and so much as when I was around her and Tina. Too much, indeed. Awwww. AND Melissa. Yay for the crew. "I'D BE AFRAID OF IT!" Remember Big Boy? BAAAAAH!

THAI TOMORROW! Love of my life, let me tell ya. Let's see...I bet Kyle is sleeping right now. Hopefully he can catch dinner before the dining hall closes. Another night of kit kats and curdled milk doesn't sound too appealing.

Momma keeps her whites as bright as the sunbeam

I just watched the Lewis/Martin movie on CBS. I usually don't go for the tv movies, but I really enjoyed this one. Why? Partly because I heart the Jerry Lewis, and Dean Martin? Hello. That's amore, no?

I felt weird today. It was an uncomfortable feeling, and I just couldn't put my finger on it. EH. Maybe it was my itchy turtleneck.

The new Sum41 album comes out next week, I believe. I need to get my hands on BRAINWASHED asap. I'm tired.

Head Gear

Went to a new temple today. I enjoyed it. It feels strange not being a part of the leadership. Ahh...well. That shouldn't last for long.

Nebraska next week! Hoorah. Am I excited? Sure. I have an ADDITIONAL grandparent to meet for the first time. And this one owns about half of the state and tons of cattle. Hmm...I don't know how I'll break it to him that I don't eat red meat. Eh. Let's burn that bridge when we come to it. *yes, yes...rather than CROSS it. I'm there.*

Zephyr Song

Today was incredibly boring, in stark contrast to yesterday. I went to a TOSHIBA show in Littleton. They just got a new building, and they were having an open house for all their customers. I went as a TLC rep. So we visited stations, wherein all new Toshiba products were presented. My fav. is the new PPC. It is PACKED with loads of great stuff: power point, excel, too much fun. The Toshiba people LOVE color. "Don't copy. Lead."

Broadband dude coming tomorrow, so hoorah for the elimination of dial up. Hasta la vista, baby!

Currently reading Heavier than Heaven. Excellent bio of Kurt Cobain.

Denver

AGH! I am so regretting the fact that I only scored 2 hours of sleep last night. I have probably walked at least 10 miles this morning alone. EH. It = cool. The library is EXTENSIVE! I love it! I wanted to make it to the art museum today (it is right across the street from the library), but I don't have the time or energy to REALLY enjoy my time in there. Perhaps next Monday would be a better time.

What else? Oh. Yay for homeless people. They are really working the 16th Street mall today. Can I say YAY for the mall bus? It has salvaged the small amount of sanity I have left.

Dad has his conference today in the Exectutive Manor. OO OO OO! Big whoop. He says it is MAJORLY boring. There you have it. He is struggling to stay awake. Maybe I should call his cell so he can escape for a while.

These people in here LOVE the internet access. I had to wait forever to get on a computer, and they have about a hundred computers in here. SO MANY PEOPLE! Yowza.

Picked up Kurt Cobain's bio and the Virgin Suicides. They should be good reads. I finished Jesus' Son last night, and I can say I enjoyed it thoroughly. I recommend it.

So I have about 6 minutes left on here, so I better wrap it up for now. So NO art museum (tear), but I do get to see the RIVALS show tonight. Good times. Yay for comp tickets. I am now going to spend the last of my money on a HUGE frappaccino with a shot of espresso. I need it.

Turtle Fallon

Yea. I definitely had some strange dreams last night. In the last one, Jimmy Fallon was in it, and he would occasionally turn into a turtle. We made a bunch of forts together with my army blanket. I have no idea what this means. Randy Waters was in it, too. He was talking about some equation, and the fact that he couldn't remember a certain formula. Eh. He made a brief cameo. Randy rules. I hope he is doing okay.

Wooo! Going to see the RIVALS tomorrow. It should be a good show.

Going dowtown tomorrow before the show, so I am going to ride in with dad. This will give me ample time to roam the art museum and the library. Good times.

I want to be a music historian. Lately I have been watching VH1 a great deal more than MTV. Its official. I am getting old.

I CANNOT even begin to write about the experience we had at that "temple" last night. Maybe I will tell the story in FULL tonight. It was SCARY. Great, right? Just before I could meet any new guys. Crummy.

I do realize when I say "crummy," it makes me sound like a 7 year-old. "WHAT? WE CAN'T GO TO CHUCK E. CHEESE'S TONIGHT? How CRUMMY!" There you have it.

Liquid Dookie

I wish that I was old enough to really take part in the early 90's grunge/punk scene. Instead of delving into a swamp of my own apathy and anger, I was wearing polka-dot shirts in elementary school. I feel like this about the Beatles, as well. Minus the apathy, of course. But to WITNESS the TIME! To BE YOUNG and feel like "Wow. Something big is happening here." 1969! Bob Marley! Why couldn't I have been a part of some movement? What is so freaking great about today? Yea, yea. Oh! The political statements of O-Town really get to me. Of course I understand that politics are not what music is "about" these days. The closest we had was Rage Against the Machine. Again, I was a bit too young to get into that. But you could also say this: What dramatic changes are really occuring? We have Osama, Iraq, etc...but nothing INTERNAL that is majorly political. So where are the Bob Marleys and Bob Dylans of today? Is there nothing to sing about anymore? Am I just blind to the political statements being made in "Baby, One More Time?" Or perhaps there are still statements, but they are not as outspoken and obvious as years past. Maybe I should listen more carefully. Maybe the "times" are over for now. Those musicians were just legends, never again to be duplicated.

Rice Crispies

Well it happened. Eli passed his fun illness to me. HOORAH for not being able to swallow. Today is Eli's 17th birthday. I can't believe it. I am still dealing with the fact that I am 20. Where does this come from?

Weird dreams last night. It was a combo of a CSI episode and this dude and I getting ORANGE hemmys. It was fun to drive.

It is cold.

Eli is going to the skatepark today. Oh, no...excuse me. I mean the XTREME ESPN X GAMES SKATEPARK! OFF THE HOOK! Ahem. Yay for skateboarding. The kid is pretty good.

Ahhh! At the new mall, they have 3 munchkins (including Jerry from two summers ago) signing autographs. I doubt Jerry would remember me. EH. I don't think I'm going. I've had my fill of that show. And that's a NICE way of putting it.

I am loaded up with the herbal medicine right about now. Garlic tabs, magnesium, olive leaf, and the lovely LIQUID echinacea. Oh yea, just put a dropper full of it into some coke, and drink it right up. It disguises the taste! Yea. Especially when the "coke" is flat vanilla coke. Two words: Dry heave. Not kidding.

Talking to my dad on IM is just ODD. No doubt about it. It's great and all, but its still foreign to me. At least he doesn't have a superman icon. OOO yea! That's what I'm talking about!

I need to go visit Estes sometime soon.

I spent the night sleeping on the couch, because my bed is not in a good condition. I need to get this fixed.

White Trash Witch

You know how it is said that it is INEVITABLE that you will turn into your parents? I really hope to defy that. Not that I hate my parents, but I just don't want to BE them. Seriously. Its scary.

Went to the new mall today near...uh...somewhere. I really have no idea where I am most of the time in this state. West? East? South? I don't even know. It was a cool mall, but I wasn't in the "malling" mood. But seriously, WHEN does the "malling" mood ever exist? I need to catch a window...a window when I have gross amounts of money.

I get a feeling that there will be nothing new anymore. Like we have "covered" everything there is to cover. Everything is so commercialized and piled with glitter, it leaves no hope for anything original. What's the next big thing?

Tiny Town

Yes. I went to Tiny Town today. What will you find there? Tiny homes. If I was a tiny person, I would indeed enjoy picking out a winter home in the community. The end.

Melissa delivered some shocking news today. More on that later.

I hope Kyle's trip to Chicago has proven to be a safe and educational journey for him and his car mates.

So Pee Wee and that dude that played the principal on Ferris Bueller were busted for having kiddie porn in their posession. This is just sick.

I watched 2 episodes of Saved by the Bell this morning, and I had already seen seen them before. Come to think of it, I doubt there IS an episode that I haven't seen. EH. Jesse Spano needs to take it easy.

I want Tony Robbins as MY personal life coach

And perhaps as some other things? Bwa! Kyle had a good point today. WHO are those people that say they are "single and LOVING it?" These people are lying to themselves. Heck, I like to be alone occasionally, but I'm not sure that I would LOVE being lonely for the rest of my life here on earth. Please!

Oh Lord...caught yet another QUALITY episode of the 5th Wheel tonight/this morning. These crazy people like to GET on the show and then get naked. Class act.

BASKET BRIGADE!

I could be a motivational speaker. Just like I could be a native of Canada.

Down by the bay

HA! I'm going to miss Ken!! Who didn't love that accent, huh? He will be missed. At least he'll see his dog soon. BAH!

I actually did laundry today. I believe I have enough underwear to last a month. I am NOT kidding. I have SUPPLIES.

Pilates = fun.

I hope Kyle doesn't die driving to Chicago...hmmm.

I'm just done.

What day is it?

Ah, yes. Is it Thursday yet? Both of these computers I use display different times. I really don't care. I am about three feet away from the monitor right now, and I am struggling to see the screen. Perhaps an eye exam is in order. The last time my eyes were examined was about 3 years ago. I am a bit near-sighted in my left eye, and I believe it has gotten worse. Fun. Hoorah for getting old, eh?

I would really like to know what the real time is. I thought I didn't care, but it is starting to bother me.

AND....WOODLE! Of the Ryan era, of course. He has NO idea...does he, Kyle? Muahahaha! We love you, Ryan.

I find that men don't know how to care for a restroom. One guy will occupy a bathroom, and within TWO weeks it will smell like a public restroom on hwy 47.

I'm going to find a clock now. Tracy Morgan rules.

Billy Blanks and the super glue

The carpet dudes came today, but 4 hours late. Charming. Not much else happening. This computer is testing my patience. I need a Mac.

I have nothing else to say today.

Death Breath

My dog has the worst breath in the world. I am no longer sitting silent. I am breaking out the "poultry-flavored" dog paste and going to TOWN tomorrow! Hoo hah. I am actually tired tonight/this morning. What is this unfamiliar feeling?

Watched Dateline with the Al Roker story. The dude had that "stomach stapling" thing done. Youch! Are those staples going to come out in like 10 years? HUH? I don't know. Shouldn't one worry? Eh.

This entry is boring. But my soul aches and my cheeks are on fire, so deal. Weee!

FACT: John Mayer is NOT gay

I did indeed receive information that would prove John Mayer to be homosexual, but I am going to disregard the source as well as the "information." But does it really matter, either way? To some, it does matter. How about it, KJ? I am hoping for a new album, because I definitely overloaded on Mayer's first album last year. Yes, before he was on MTV or loved by the majority of filthy sorority girls EVERYWHERE. Can you believe it? Are we right, Kyle? I know a lot of his original fans can't help but be a bit angered by his exploding fame and exposure this summer. Hell, I was! We wanted John all to ourselves, NOT on MTV, and NOT on the radio! We didn't want his lyrics to be plastered on the profiles of thousands! We wanted it all to ourselves. Yes, yes, that's very selfish of us. However, when songs that we once privately appreciated and loved were scattered to the masses, it was devastating! But there IS the other side. John Mayer SHOULD be famous, and SHOULD be getting extreme exposure. But why by so many fake people? We didn't play it because it was catchy or "popular," we listened to it because of the MESSAGE!! But that's gone. I'm sure that there are a few that listen to John because of the message of his music. But there are MORE that listen to it because John is "cute" or because it is played on MTV. What crap! Ah well. I'm just bitter. But know this, sheep of the MTV machine: If I find one more "Your Body is a Wonderland" quotes on your profile, I will indeed eat your soul.

Have a nice day.

Paid for by the "FAKE PEOPLE SUCK" party

A sad day in Ireland

Oy vey. Joshua Jackson has indeed been arrested. Apparently he got drunk at some hockey game and assaulted a security guard. Come on, Josh! What about the MIGHTY DUCK WAY? Ah well. I feel like I know him, because my good friend, Astrid, is his cousin. Yep. Its true. Astrid is from Northern Ireland, and she is AWESOME. She'll be in the States again this summer or fall, depending on how soon her work visa goes through. Damn those work visas! DUCKS! DUCKS! DUCKS! Emilio! Ha.

All I see on televsion now are people making out. Not that I have anything against "making out," but come on! I caught this show called "Shipmates" recently, and it is a blind date set-up on a 3-day cruise. Of course its all about whorish people having a guaranteed "hook-up" weekend, courtesy of Carnival Cruise Lines. Not that I have anything against Carnival...their cruises are INCREDIBLE. Fortunately I speak from experience. Ahem. SCHWING!

BodiQUA! That's for you, Kyle. :)

it would be cool until all 20 goldfish started to poop like mad

FACT: Brandon Boyd is the most attractive man alive.

Other crap? Um...not so much. Bob Saget popped into my mind last night, and my mission this evening is to find out WHERE he is and WHAT he is doing. Don't we all need to know? Perhaps not, but maybe he doesn't haunt YOUR dreams! *runs crying into the closet*

WHAT HAPPENED TO SUGAR RAY? Is there a new album coming? Did they split? Did they fall off the face of the earth? Would it be a crime to KNOW this information?

I look on my buddy list, and all I see are people I don't want to talk to. And if we ever do commence a conversation, it lasts about 2 minutes, and ends when someone logs off about 3 hours later.

Mooch

I have never liked Sundays. They creep me out. Today was pretty decent, actually. We looked at many a model home, and we spent some time in lodo. HOO*rah.

I finally got a hold of Kyle, so knowing he isn't dead in a ditch somewhere is comforting. As is talking to Maggie! I heart Maggie!

Dad made a casserole that could easily have weighed more than 10 pounds. Pepcid AC, anyone? Anyone?

Who joins the student government? Now, really!

CASE PENDIN'!

More specials on VH1 about TLC. Do we need this?

Its fun to think about JUST how poor you are, sometimes. Isn't it?

ALBITA!

Rueben?

Slow day. Tomorrow we venture out across the front range and plains of Colorado looking at model homes. Good times, no? Blah. I watched Saving Private Ryan again tonight. That movie is just incredible. *insert gasp* I love it so much.

Kyle! Where are you, dude?

I am bored and tired, so I shall hit the sack. This entry = crap. But let me tell you how much I care. :)

Trollio!

Shabbat shabbat. I keep having dreams about this person from high school! AGH! He won't leave me alone! I don't know if he is trying to contact me or if he is trying to harass me in my slumber, but he needs to QUIT it. Or make the dreams more interesting. :)

Kyle, where are you? Most likely a. SLEEPING or b. Driving aimlessly around Indianapolis. Wee.

AGH! I met a Messianic guy! Too crazy, huh? More about him later.

We hit the Park Meadows mall today, and I did indeed enjoy it. I do regret wearing those tan flats, because they ended up EATING MY ANKLE FLESH. Thank G-d I had my reef sandals in the car. They didn't match too well, but I, along with my bloody ankles, didn't seem to mind.

I enjoy this time of year so much. At the huge mall, I sat and listened to this OH SO TALENTED classical guitarist this afternoon. AGH! I could have died right then and there. THEN he played OH HOLY NIGHT, and I almost lost it. WHY DO I LIKE THIS SONG?? I just do. I have about 10 versions of it, actually. Yes, I know what you're thinking. There ARE at least 10 versions of OH Holy Night? I don't understand either, but more for me to enjoy. BWA!

Very awesome Erev Shabbat, I must say. Having the fam back together (at least the four of us) is just awesome. I really missed dad.

OOOO! Got an email from Walter yesterday, and I was CRACKING! Aww! I miss Walter too much. He was the first person I met this summer that retaliated against my merciless verbal pounding. Walter AND Kyle...you guys rule!

Soooo....uh. I believe I have nothing more to say. Actually, that fact was quite clear when I started typing 6 minutes ago. Hmm. Ahem.

500 guitar picks, and no more Erin

Wow. So we've been here a WEEK. It seems like we have been here a MONTH. Yow.

Agh! Talked to Melissa and Wes last night! Good times. Mucho craziness in that house, let me tell ya.

Hmmm....the immunity challenge on Survivor tonight would freak me out if I had to do it. And....I completely thought they were going to vote off Penny. I was so sure, but they booted Erin. What trolls! Oh well...Shii Ann was the only Sook Jai that I liked. Tear. Sniff. I am a dork. THANKS, KYLE! What have you DONE to me?

Allergies were in attack mode today. Hit the bike trail again, and out of nowhere, two mormom dudes almost blasted me off the road with their "friendly" biking skills. What a witness.

Anywho--tomorrow we venture out into the land of Parker and Littleton to finish some business. Good times! Can't wait to get out of the house for more than 4 hours. Set me free!

Hallie = obsessed with cookies. She's so sweet. Awww...bleck!

Unpacked and PACKED a majority of my room today. I have about 4 boxes of HIGH SCHOOL CRAP that I forgot I had in storage. For now, I shall use the remaining boxes as furniture. Why do I have 8 Spanish textbooks? How did I accumulate them? The truth is out there.

Cakes of Pan and Gulity Pleasures

I recently compiled a cd complete with my "guilty pleasure" songs. You know what I am talking about. Who might be on this cd, you ask? I'll tell! Britney, Kelly Clarkson, Missy Elliot, Christina, Timberlake, Avril, Tim Curry, and yes...even Michelle Branch. Frightening, no? But let me tell you, listening to this cd is so sugary rich, you can only take it one bite at a time. Its like cheesecake, and the BIG RED BUTTON: only use when absolutely necessary.

We made pancakes for dinner tonight. It was good times. Foods landlocked within the "breakfast barrier" need to be set free into the dinner menu. Welcome them! Love them like you love your meatloaf!

We did absolutely nothing today, and it was glorious. We tackled the bike trail, and went crazy, without having to worry about lifting a mattress or a dresser. Ahhh...moving. It causes such physical pain. So we decided to ignore the boxes that we had to leap over in order to watch tv, but it was all too easy to do.

I'm calling Melissa tonight to get the latest scoop from the Estes Park scene. I miss that scene. I never felt more comfortable than I did with the EPC people. Although I never got to go on a date with that Alex dude (whoops), maybe I could hook him up with Melissa. Bow chicka wow wow! Yes. I am still in middle school. I have problems with my locker, I have a picture of Jonathon Taylor Thomas fiercley taped within it, and I still have bangs.

Oooo! A tight fit!

The second truck, which was actually the first truck came today. Along with the truck came four awesome mover dudes. There is a "mover dude" rule that I have become aware of: One of every four mover dudes must look and dress exactly like Eminem. There you have it. The Bizarro Eminem Factor.

I have a BED!!!!!! AGHHHH! What joy I will have sleeping in my bed tonight! I also have about 10 boxes in my room full of crap that needs to be unpacked, but HEY! No matter--their time will come.

We watched some Ed Sullivan tonight, and it was indeed very high quality. However, one can't help but notice the lack of PC-ness during the early years of Ed Sullivan. YOINK. Watch it, and you'll see.

Did you guys ever write words or draw with mustard when making a sandwich when you were a kid? Why does that stop? I made some turkey sandwiches today, and I was drawin' it up with the spicy brown. It just felt GOOD, ya know? Eh. I am a dork.

So Kyle is asleep, I presume. Poor dude. He must have been in AJ all night. Awwww...bleck. :)

My hands are cold.

Living in the land of the box

So much unpacking. I finally have my stereo, so I am not confined to my portable cd player. The second truck is coming tomorrow, but it comes with MOVERS! Thank G-d. Tomorrow night I will have a BED! AGHHH! Weird.

Things are finally coming together as far as the house. I like it so much. OO! We looked at SO MANY model homes yesterday! It was great fun. I believe the 'rents picked one out. It was odd looking for a house that I won't even live in, unless my apartment burns to the ground in the future. Eh. We'll see.

Dominos

I slept so much better last night. Shabbat was a slow one, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Tomorrow we continue to look at home models. The family has been looking at a few, but no decisions have been made as of yet. I suppose I really don't have a say in what they will end up choosing because I won't live with them after I finish second semester. HOORAH.

I have to stop by 16th street this week, for sure. I really don't care what the weather decides to do. Tonight it is 27 degrees, and we're expecting snow all week. I must hit the bike trails ASAP.

AGH! I had some disturbing dreams last night. One included someone I met in high school. In my dream he had a HUGE stepford-esque sex slave underground harem type thing going down. I h ave no idea. It actually sounds like something he would put together, as scary as that may sound. Anyway, I don't plan on joining a harem anytime in the near future. Heck, maybe I should start one of my own...

Speaking of harems, I like Justin Timberlake, no apologies.

Umm....so news? No news. I am just enjoying being back in Colorado. I plan on never returning to Evansville. I don't even feel comfortable TYPING the name of that city. I don't even KNOW why we didn't move sooner. I suppose living in Evansille served somewhat of a purpose. These are the VALUABLE things that have come out of living in the crapville:

1. Misty meeting Mike

2. Me meeting Kyle

3. My involvement with theatre arts

A terribly large list, right? Oh well. It was worth it, but for absolutely nothing else.

Snore

Alright. I can't sleep. Right now everyone is asleep on the family room floor, including the dogs. I have no problem with sleeping on the floor, but poor dad is SNORING up a mini-storm. AGHH! So no problem! Let's grab my portable cd player and pop in some Dashboard, Chili Peppers, or some Sarah Brightman. So I do. However, I still can't sleep. Eli can't, either. So we get up and have some rasberry yoplait. SAVE THE PINK TOPS! Getting those buggers off looks easier in the commercials.

So this brings me to the present. Poor Kyle is still online. AND there is a huge spider crawling about in the basement here somewhere, but I have lost sight of him. This makes me uneasy. YAY for sitting on the floor, no? Oh well. I don't have a shoe or something of the sort to squash him, so I suppose he'll get off pretty easy tonight. Lucky spider.

We are siamese if you please (cha cha cha), we are siamese if you don't please.

The Walmart here is only open until 8 PM during the weekdays! WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?

This is the first time in 8 years that I have lived 2 minutes away from a Target and a Starbucks. Praise the Lord.

Ms. Aguilara's album came out today. Or yesterday. EH. I don't care, I like the new video. Once again, Conan's quote comes into play here:"Cue Christina in the ho outfit!"
I don't like sleeping in turtlenecks.

Right now I am listening to: Nirvana, Wayne Newton, Dean Martin, Chevelle, POE, Moby, Pink, and Morcheeba.

Will there be a day when you will have to purchase DEPENDS? And if you do, will you have someone else buy them for you to avoid any and all embarassment?

Three cheers for the BOSTON MARKET. Two words, my friends: CREAMED SPINACH.

I hope our first moving van will come tomorrow. I would like a bed to sleep in tomorrow night. Please, G-d, deliver the FURNITURE!

Snore

Alright. I can't sleep. Right now everyone is asleep on the family room floor, including the dogs. I have no problem with sleeping on the floor, but poor dad is SNORING up a mini-storm. AGHH! So no problem! Let's grab my portable cd player and pop in some Dashboard, Chili Peppers, or some Sarah Brightman. So I do. However, I still can't sleep. Eli can't, either. So we get up and have some rasberry yoplait. SAVE THE PINK TOPS! Getting those buggers off looks easier in the commercials.

So this brings me to the present. Poor Kyle is still online. AND there is a huge spider crawling about in the basement here somewhere, but I have lost sight of him. This makes me uneasy. YAY for sitting on the floor, no? Oh well. I don't have a shoe or something of the sort to squash him, so I suppose he'll get off pretty easy tonight. Lucky spider.

We are siamese if you please (cha cha cha), we are siamese if you don't please.

The Walmart here is only open until 8 PM during the weekdays! WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?

This is the first time in 8 years that I have lived 2 minutes away from a Target and a Starbucks. Praise the Lord.

Ms. Aguilara's album came out today. Or yesterday. EH. I don't care, I like the new video. Once again, Conan's quote comes into play here:"Cue Christina in the ho outfit!"
I don't like sleeping in turtlenecks.

Right now I am listening to: Nirvana, Wayne Newton, Dean Martin, Chevelle, POE, Moby, Pink, and Morcheeba.

Will there be a day when you will have to purchase DEPENDS? And if you do, will you have someone else buy them for you to avoid any and all embarassment?

Three cheers for the BOSTON MARKET. Two words, my friends: CREAMED SPINACH.

I hope our first moving van will come tomorrow. I would like a bed to sleep in tomorrow night. Please, G-d, deliver the FURNITURE!