Ok, what the freak is up with this weather?! It's not that it's unpredictable. In fact, I can almost time my day according to when the clouds clear, when the sun comes out, when the rain rolls in and finally when the thunder and lighting arrives. Each and every lunch hour I drive with my truck windows down basking in the sun. And each day at 4pm I'm frantically running outside to roll the windows back up to hold back the deluge of water crashing in. Rather than having sunny or rainy days we're having blocks of time for each weather option. It's highly effecient and no weather pattern feels left out. Gee, aren't we a cozy, happy little weather family. Grrrrr.
| June 29, 2005 02:23pm | 
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Lately I've been doing a lot of abdominal workouts on one of those exercise balls. While that does minimize the impact on the tendonitis in my neck and shoulders, it still hurts and I've been finding I'm not sleeping as well because of it. So it's come down to a decision: do I want ripped abs or do I want restful sleep. It's not really much of a decision and the importance of the situation is obvious. Anyone with half a brain would know that I would choose ripped abs. Pah-leeez!
| June 28, 2005 09:25am | 
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On a last minute whim, I'm going to the San Fransisco area over the 4th of July weekend for a date. Am I crazy? Perhaps. But I'm rather liking this brand of crazy.
| June 27, 2005 03:48pm |
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On a last minute whim, I'm going to the San Fransisco area over the 4th of July weekend for a date. Am I crazy? Perhaps. But I'm rather liking this brand of crazy.
| June 27, 2005 03:48pm |
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This is a set of four photos that will go in my gallery show in October. Collect them all! Limited time offer! Act now! Oh, sorry, I got all possessed with the evil spirit of retail for a moment. I'm better now. Btw, the fourth photo is not safe for work.
| June 25, 2005 10:47am | 
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"While the idea of my dangly bits dangling in the breeze is appealing, I'm not so sure I'm up for the whole kilt experience."
| June 24, 2005 08:00am | 
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Welcome to the Rits Carltin, the hotel of champions and their pet llamas. We hope you enjoy your stay. For your sleeping pleasure we offer you a nicely padded block of concrete with freshly fluffed pillows and nearly clean sheets. To enhance the camaraderie of our guests you will be afforded the luxury of hearing every word, throat clearing and crotch itch of our your next door neighbors. Have a secret to share? The whole wing will gladly listen. For your added enjoyment the building will sound like it's falling apart all night long and the metal walkway above you will soothe you with what will seem like the endless lullaby of small foreign vehicles crashing into the elderly. After your refreshing night of relaxation you will find the shower so mesmerizing that having to dry off with a wash cloth will be so utterly delightful that you'll adopt this highly effecient method at home. We're thrilled you've chosen to stay at the Rits Carltin. Please let us know if there is anything we can do to improve the quality of your visit. Our office hours are 11:00am to 11:01am. Have a good day!
| June 23, 2005 07:40am |
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He just walked away. He took my nuts and scampered off without so much as a backward glance. It's not like I didn't give him access to the goods, but I certainly didn't expect him to gather them in his greedy paws and zip out the door. I had big plans for those tiny nuts. Bastard little squirrel.
| June 22, 2005 05:09pm |
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If you weren't my annoying father and you "accidentally" almost put the remaining watermelon in a heated oven instead of the fridge... would I find you funny?
Didn't think so.
| June 22, 2005 07:46am |
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Ooooh, I just discovered that the new printer at work prints much nicer photos than my printer at home. And here I have a lot of photos that need to be printed for my October gallery show. Hmmmmm.
| June 21, 2005 10:41am |
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I'm amazed at the power of music. Listening to "Dance Hits of the 90s" and "Get Your Groove On, Vol. 39" magically shortens my drive to Anchorage by at least 30 minutes. Fascinating.
| June 19, 2005 09:20pm |
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Kids will do the darndest things. I'm thinking this was during my infatuation with Sheri phase...
| June 17, 2005 08:10pm |
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Is it possible to hear the distant sounds of trumpets only to discover after they arrive that they are really only kazoos? Don't get me wrong, the kazoos were great, but I was so hoping for trumpets.
| June 17, 2005 10:28am |
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"The rabid weasel with the squeegee stole my pants."
| June 17, 2005 09:22am |
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My boss has been out of town the last two days and my assistant is off showing her granddaughter the area. This has made for a very peaceful and slow paced setting at work. As such I've gotten a lot accomplished and am now down to the really annoying projects that through some odd twist of fate (damn that avoidance karma) always ended up being shuffled to the bottom of the pile. So now the question is, do I actual tackle those projects and be rid of them forever or do I order pizza and a keg and enjoy the rest of my day? Guess which one I'm leaning toward...
| June 15, 2005 09:36am |
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There are some moments which you know will change your life. Today I will have one of those moments. I'd tell you what it is, but that would take all the fun out of being elusive.
| June 15, 2005 09:27am |
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While multi-tasking as usual, Quickbooks gave me the following message:
Memory is seriously low. Close Quickbooks now, while you still have the chance.
| June 14, 2005 10:06am |
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I realize I'm probably way behind the times, but have you seen the video to "Untitled" by the group Simple Plan? I just saw that video this weekend and was blown away. It's a good video in general, but the part that really slammed me was how they portrayed loved ones being affected by death. So amazingly accurate. Of course, if you're easily thrown into sobbing fits with scenarios of car accidents and death you may not want to see it (Valette, this means you).
| June 13, 2005 10:18am | 
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The hiiiiills are alive. With the sound of muuuusic...
Thank you. I'll be here all week.
| June 12, 2005 01:24pm |
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Why is it that when we walk into a room filled with chemical smells we're all like, "Mmmmmm, smells clean" and if that chemical smell has the slightest tinge of pine we're like, "Fresh as the spring breeze!!"? This thought occured to me upon entering the work bathroom and being swallowed in a cloud of cleaning chemicals which are still gleefully eating away at my nasal passages and threatening to turn my future children into 5 armed creatures who say things like, "Daddy, can we PLEEEEZ have toxic waste for dinner again?"
| June 10, 2005 11:25am |
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Ok. Is it just me or is it such a confusing pair of words that I can't really be held responsible? For some reason I always mix up the words "just" and "such." The words really aren't that similar are they? Is there some earthly reason why my brain should think the two words are the same or is this some throw back to those ritual mutilations we had back in grade school?!
| June 9, 2005 10:16pm |
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If I were to accidently saturated this pile of paperwork with lighter fluid and inadvertently skim the whole thing with a grenade launcher... do you think anyone would notice?
| June 9, 2005 10:21am |
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Your interro has lost it's bang. Inquisitions just aren't as exciting as they used to be. There's no flare in your requests or pizazz in your ponderings. What do we need to do to rekindle the flame of your quizzical nature?!
| June 8, 2005 03:40pm |
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Oddly enough, since the incident with my father, I've been having frequent dreams of painful, emotional confrontations with him. So much for dreams being all cryptic and crap. What happened to poetic dreams of mountains too difficult to move or being stuffed into the bottom of a glass bottle filled with the stomach acid of a llama (you know, that old standard)? The most recent dream did involve me being attacked by bees during the confrontation so at least I got a tad bit of poetry. I guess they just don't make dreams like they used to. <sigh>
| June 7, 2005 10:17am |
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Cramming a month's social quota into a weekend in the "big city" leaves one feeling rather exhausted. It leaves one wondering: if you can't bring the city to the boy...
| June 5, 2005 02:44pm |
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How does one cope with a truck breaking down 4 miles out of Soldotna? One walks to Soldotna and goes clothes shopping. Duh!
| June 3, 2005 09:07am |
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My lovely sister was nice enough to lend me her cold while she was visiting this past weekend. Believe me, I'm going to try to find a way to repay this loan with interest.
| June 2, 2005 06:30am |
By boss and I bitch back and forth all the time. We harass each other and are always laughing about something. Today we received a training workshop flyer for "Dealing with Difficult People." After quite a hefty bitch rant on my part, my boss handed the flyer back to me and said she signed me up as exhibit A.
| June 1, 2005 09:16am |
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