September 28th, 2004

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weird dreams..

woke up this morning feeling as if i was hung over (though i only had one pumpkin beer last night...).

weird dreams, involving two main things:

- i wanted to flirt with someone SO BAD. every person that i went to flirt with, though, either wasn't interested, or they were just too busy to deal with me. (i'm wondering if this is my slight phase of wanting to get hooked up showing itself in my dreams...)

- george w. bush died. almost no one heard about it, so i had the pleasure of telling everyone. he had accidentally stabbed himself in the back of the neck with a letter opener. i was thinking that this was convenient, because it was so close to the elections, and no one would really want to vote for CHENEY, so... i remember making some kind of flag or material sign or something that loudly declared me as a democrat.

most everything took place outside on lush green grass and under beautiful emerald green trees. it also ended with a bunch of us trying to coordinate ourselves to go to work (myself and a few friends from phoenix), but we were having issues figuring out how to run the car and who was going to sit where.

jadisan came over last night, her, faetal and i went to Ice Cream Renaissance, where gwyn and i both had Wavering Indecisions (mine bland as hell and hers not so bland as hell, per request.), and Andi had coconutty chocolatey angel wings. we then came back, hopped in the hot tub and sauna, each drank a pumpkin beer... brosely came over, and he and i played eq in kurn's tower with ornotmajestic.

and there, folks, is my day off #1 in a nutshell. just add that i spent all day organizing my music on my computer and trying to figure out what in the WORLD on my c: drive is using almost all of the space. (after going through every single folder and also uninstalling any unneedable programs that had gotten there and reinstalling them on my 120 gig e: drive, i still barely have a gig of harddrive space left.)

and now this post is even boring me, so i shall stop it here: X
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Poll #357606 Who You Votin Fer?

Though I know everyone's sick of discussing by now, i'm just curious. Who will you vote for?

Ya just can't resist a Bush!
egads, i can't decide STOP ASKING ME!!!
psh. i'm either too young to vote or don't care enough TO vote. I may not even be a US citizen. Bugger off.
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"a hundred poodles are more scary than a leopard with no legs." - Ellen

kudos for Conan getting the Tonight Show when Jay retires. that means that i may actually be able to watch Conan w/o having to a) stay up past my old lady bed time, and b) debating which i am more interested in seeing: Adult Swim or a 6'6" Irish man.

i watch you as you stare at the moon...
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    Lillian Axe - Moonlight in Your Blood
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Mary Kay, why?!?!?

I'm sitting here in a freaking business suit on my day off to go to a Mary Kay meeting.

why, you ask?

well, for one, i'm a pushover.

for another, I have a very aggressive Mary Kay consultant.

the two, combined, is what results in Aubrey sitting in a full blown business suit for the first time since i moved up here.

when she called the other day, asking if i would like to go to a meeting with her, i figured i'd humor her. maybe going and then telling her that it REALLY isn't my cup of tea, especially for someone who comes in contact only with disgruntled coworkers at officemax and a bunch of 23 year olds who are still enjoying partying more than responsibility (okay, for my couve friends, i'm not saying that you're lazy or that you aren't working towards bettering your future. i see a lot of you making some really wonderful life choices lately, and i give you a big honkin kudos for that. i'm just saying, basically, that the majority of the people i come in contact with have bigger priorities than getting a mary kay facial or buying overpriced sunscreen from me.) after i said that sure, i would go, i had nothing better to do this evening, she started talking about how mary kay uses the power of God to be all that God made you to be, etc. etc.


that left me wondering if i'm going to an avon like environment or going to a church meeting.

don't get me wrong. i believe in God. I wholeheartedly believe in Him. it's just that organized religion scares the crap out of me. i can't handle people telling me WHAT to believe, when i feel that belief is something that comes from within, not from without, being shoveled down your throat with a spikey spoon. (would that be a spork then?)

so Judy Consultant calls me yesterday to remind me about the meeting. she says that i can wear whatever i want, that i'm a guest, not a consultant, but to know that everyone else will be in business suits, skirts, pantyhose, and closed toed shoes.



i forgot i even HAD a blazer. granted, it doesn't fit me as sleekly as it used to, but i still think it makes me look pretty darn professional.

it also reminded me that i STILL haven't bought any dress close-toed shoes, or ANY dress shoes, for that matter, since i moved up here, and that what i own is STILL in phoenix.

anyhoo. Judy Consultant is en route, so i'm going to loiter in my front doorway so that she doesn't come to the door. i .. tried cooking, and the house smells funny.

tell me i sold out...
tell me i sold out, go ahead...
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    Marvelous 3 - Freak of the Week