You totally thought it was worth it, didn’t you?
Last night I had the absolute saddest dream I think I’d ever had. I had been stealing money from work and calling in sick so I could go shopping (one of my coworkers got busted for that and she’s totally being prosecuted for it. I think that’s why THAT is in my head). I got busted and had to go to jail. David was with me when i got arrested and was shocked and really sad. I wanted to go to him and comfort him but I knew that he would want nothing to do with me now that I was going to prison. When I got to prison I realized I would not be able to update my website or check my email which also saddened me (dork.). The first night I went to sleep in prison, after my mom handcuffed me to the bed, I realized I would never see david again. I woke up crying.
I love and hate dreams like that. I hate waking up crying but I love how vivid they are. They melt into my brain like real memories. I was sad for a good part of the morning, every time I thought about the dream I wanted to cry. Sad.
I’m over it now.
I need to order things from the intarweb. mmmshopping.
Also, sometimes I wish I ran a betting operation. I bet I’d make one sweet bookie. Ya know?

yank yank yank
tug tug tug
I ate too much Colombian food for breakfast. It’s hot as fuck and sunny and windy. I’m doing laundry and dishes. There is nothing exciting.
Well, I’m planning food for the party, that’s sort of exciting. I have this one hors d’oeuvres cookbook that is some sort of bizarre anachronism for 1996 when it was published. It offers up recipes for broiled prunes with blue cheese and fish mousse piped on to rye bread. I keep it because it has good techniques for things like stuffed croissants.
Did I mention how hot it was outside? It’s hot. And humid.
I go camping in a week. I am going to die.
I will be dead. hahahahahaha

If you are in a triathlon you swim, then bike, then run. If you are the girlfriend of someone in a triathlon you run from point to point, stand in the heat and sun and wait patiently for your person to fly by so you can take a picture of their back.
Also, you get sunburned.
The stuff triathletes eat for energy or protein or repleneshing or whatever…that shit’s nasty. All weird textures and all too sweet, too tart, too oogly! But, at these things they’re free so you eat them anyway!
Um.. up too late last night, up real early this morning, spent some time with my duplex buddy, dinner out…tired…mom here. tired.
someone set us up the bomb?
YOU set up you the bomb!

Two in a day? Yeah!
1) I finally forced myself to chill. I made popcorn with butter and Ray’s Rad Chilies. Next time, more sauce.
2) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory? Aaaaw Yeah.
3) Penguins? AAAW YEAH! (though I might have missed is, Sherlock is giving me fuckity movie listings at the moment.
4) Sherlock is one of my favorite OSX gadgets. I should have used it yesterday when we were trying to figure out if John’s flight had landed.
5) I booked my trip to Austin. Who’s psyched? Heather’s psyched! Who got a good deal? Heather got a good deal!
6) The problem with having a shitty system of keeping addresses and contacts is that when you are planning a party you are sure to forget somebody. My most reliable method is to just read my email address book for names. You know what I use for my address book? Amazon.com! It really only works for the people you have sent gifts to using amazon, and you can never really remember if the addresses are current or not. I have a palm pilon somewhere, I don’t really use it anymore. Maybe I should.
7) Reading “Never Let Me Go” by Kazuo Ishiguro. Good so far. Sad too.
8) The kinkos websire sucks. Hard. It’s a shitty site that won’t give me the information I want. I recognize that most people are printing up earning reports or some boring shit like that. I want post cards. Show me one thing that isn’t spiral bound please.
9) dear you, come to my party, help me make desserts. You know who you are. Little desserts, I know you can do it.
I say ‘bed’ you say ‘time’
BED…

COME TO MY HOUSEWARMING!
Today, Jessi and I went over the invitation design over lunch. The design incorporates the doogles, t-rex, a house and the color pink. I am making my excel spreadsheet with names and addresses and these will be merged into word for address labels because I *RULE*!
Wait..who rules? I RULE!
Last night there was a poop disaster. That’s all I’ll say about that.
I’m like a breathing hiking boot advertisement. Go now, buy a pair of Asolos, you will not regret this purchase!
I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night a lot lately. What a pain.
Anybody out there upgrade to OSX Tiger? Any thoughts? I’m thinking about it. Also need to upgrade the RAM on my powerbook as I intended to when I bought it and it just never happened. I am confused, however as one place tells me my computer has only one memory slot but my computer tells me it has 2, one filled the other empty. I’m easily confused.
There is no ‘P’ in hamster (or my ool for that matter). It is not spelled hampster. Ironic, coming from me the typo queen, still though.
The only things on my mind are camping and my party! Want to come to my party? Give me your address, I’ll send you an invite!