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Wednesday, April 30, 2003

Nail Biter

For taking up chewing on my thumbnail again. 50 times in the last 10 minutes.

Also for counting how many times have chewed on said nail.

Time Flies Even When You're Not Having Fun

All right, maybe I had a little fun in the process, but mostly not.

I packed like a mad woman on Friday night from 5:30 until 11:40 when Emily so graciously rescued me. I spent the wee hours of the evening adding to Dan's collection of beer bottles. I returned home, slept for 3 hours and began packing again. This time Mom, bless her heart, helped me all day. I didn't realize how much freaking crap I had accumulated in the past couple of years. It's ridiculous. I'm going to need to buy a gigantic house.

I had plans to meet up with Jill and her family at Gustaf's but alas I was exhausted. I did end up watching movies at Dan's, however. We saw Lost Highway and The Usual Suspects. I'm still confused about Lost Highway. I'm going to have to see it again if I want to have a theory on it.

On 2 hours of sleep, I picked up the U-Haul. Brent, Kelly & I got everything out of the apartment and into the truck in about 3 1/2 hours. When we got to Heather & Mike's, my Dad was there and Shelly arrived shortly thereafter. We moved everything downstairs in about an hour.

Afterwards, Mike treated us to Johnsonville Brats on the grill and a bonfire.

In the end, the beer exists only in our memories and we all probably slept like babies that night. Thank you Brent for helping so much, I wouldn't have been able to do it without you. Kelly was a life-saver this weekend, no way around it. Thank you thank you thank you thank you. Also, thank you Claudia for making me laugh.

Monday, I had the day off from work to clean the apartment. Kelly took a half day and helped me. Unfortunately there was quite a bit left over at the apartment and we ended up having to make 3 more trips. Mom helped immensely by taking the excess to Goodwill. We went back on Tuesday to finish completely. It felt good to have everything done. I wouldn't have been able to do it all without Kelly's help.

I turned in the keys today.

Good-bye Roseville. So long, Flameburger, A&W Drive-in, Stupid Cub, Mobil Free Can of Pop Station, Co Rd B-2 and the house I love on it. But don't miss me, I'll be back.

Friday, April 25, 2003

Anti-Rain Dancer

For actually believing I can control the weather by closing my eyes tightly and blowing up the storm clouds in my mind. Also for obsessing about rain that is supposed to pass before I'm even awake on Sunday.

Rain Drops Better Not Fall on My Head

It's supposed to rain on Sunday morning.

I'm moving on Sunday.

Unfortunately, my moving friends are not water resistant.

I will absolutely cry if it rains.

Thus creating more water.

There may be floods.

Why am I being so dramatic? I just realized that it's supposed to stop raining at 9am.

And I was a straight A student. Mom, Dad, how do you like your honor student now?

Thursday, April 24, 2003

Travelling Gloater

For feeling snotty and triumphant that stupid guy in a hurry got a ticket. He probably had a good reason to drive like a half-brained maniac and getting caught probably ruined his day. Also he is probably losing his hair.

Dooley vs. 5-0

So I'm on Larpenteur Ave going 38 in a 30. There's a car in front of me and one to the right. This big black truck starts tailing me. He's dancing behind me trying to find a way around me. Ordinarily if there had been room, I would have changed lanes and let him pass but I was trapped. He was unmoved by my plight. As I approach my turn, the light turns red and I slow to a stop in the left turn lane. He blows through the light which has been red now for 2 full seconds. Coincidentally, a Minneapolis police officer has just finished his lunch break at the corner gas station and reconsiders going east to tag the nasty tailgaiter. Your dooley can't save you now! Hope you enjoy your speeding/red light running ticket. My bumper thanks you.

Wednesday, April 23, 2003

Wild About the Wild

With the Minnesota Wild's 3-2 OT game 7 victory over the Colorado Avalanche, Heather & I are 1 step closer to $700! It's not even about the money - it's about going back to Vegas! Before September.

Also the Wolves kicked some Laker ass.

And there were no riots.

Red McCombs is trying to sell the Vikings. I hope they realize that I will not allow them to leave the lovely state of Minnesota.

Addicted Bowler

For missing bowling. When it's golf season.

Last of the Bowling Saga

The Doyle's banquet was on Saturday at the Lookout in Maple Grove. The picture board was a hit. Ridiculous as it is, those were the first pictures I printed off of my digital camera. Sam's Club offers a machine that reads any memory cartridge and allows you to print up to an 8x10. At 19 cents a photo (4x6) and 30 minute developing, you can't go wrong!

Heather & Mike played in a golf tourney (while I babysat Claudia) and arrived already primed. We ate, and then had the awards ceremony. Our team won high game with handicap, Kelly had men's high game of 256 and I had women's high game with 215! I also got a few WIBC awards, 200 game, 500 series and 75 pins over average. I have to admit it was nice to be rewarded for a good year! I have to appreciate it now - it will be hard to duplicate. Also I was presented with a gigantic yard glass for taking the above mentioned photos. Heather & Mike left after awards but I kicked back with some of our favorite people. Rick & Wayne filled my yard with long island iced tea. Needless to say it was fortunate that I had a ride home as was in no shape to operate own feet much less a vehicle.

Until this fall Saturday Nite Live!

Tuesday, April 22, 2003

Ezmerella Zella

Seen your Psychic lately?

Monday, April 21, 2003

Lazy Packer

For getting home last night with mighty intentions to pack, only to pack 1 box before deciding was too tired to continue. Then watching the Food Network until 1am.

Desperate Like a Fox

Monica Lewinsky on her hosting job on Fox's newest *reality* show,
Mr. Personality
"I'm not a dating guru"


Friday, April 18, 2003

Obsessive Clicker

For cursing for 2 straight hours because the comment forms wouldn't cooperate. And then for clicking the links over and over even though I know they work now. I've actually convinced myself that the little Internet guy is going to eat my templates and so will revert to mess I had 2 hours ago. Have saved 3 copies of back-up files. Need psychiatrist.

Thursday, April 17, 2003

Nice Try?

I upgraded my Movable Type to version 2.63 and finally got my blog to work like I want it to. It's only been 2 days. I've developed a severe irrational fear of stylesheets. Please bear with me, I should have the whole site updated by tomorrow. Or next week. The very latest, July 4th. But seriously, let me know if it sucks. I'll try not to cry.

Hasty Publisher

For spending an excessive amount of time trying to redesign the site only to prematurely publish the homepage because am too impatient to wait until project is complete.

Monday, April 14, 2003


Dear fake person I wrote strongly worded letter to on 3/26:

I apologize for unjustly accusing you of stealing my pretty blue spring coat. You will be happy to hear that it was found hiding safely underneath another coat at Adam's house.

I'm sure you do take care of your things including your coats with great pride and probably don't even like blue so wouldn't even give my coat a second glance.

But just in case you reconsider your hatred of blue, please don't take my pretty blue spring coat. I'll be watching out for you.


Crazy coat woman

Peace Out

Friday night's bowling banquet proved to be interesting. No thanks to the Bitch Fight "Shots" that Jill and I were presented with. I won the award for Most Improved Bowler - my average went up 18 pins this year. That was completely unexpected. After the banquet we went to Heather & Mike's for some follow-up cocktails. There was some weirdness, some ridiculous conversation, but in the end we worked it out and maybe are the better for it.

We went to Princeton Saturday morning for Dennis' funeral. It was a nice service. Dennis was a special person. We're going to miss him - I mean who's going to catch dinner when we come home empty handed??? Our thoughts and prayers are with Dennis' loved ones. Especially Brittany and Jessica.

Saturday night was the Flaherty's fun night. First game was bumper bowling with a twist - you have to bank your ball off a bumper... Second was normal no-tap and Third was low ball where you have to hit at least 1 pin with each ball but you want the lowest score. If you don't hit a pin (i.e. gutter ball or miss on your second ball) then you got a 10 for that ball!

Sunday we grilled ribs and practiced volleyball and searched unfruitfully for my beloved football. We met Kris & Jake at Forest Hills at 5:30 for the banquet. We talked the league into adopting our gutter pin trophy idea. Our team took 5th place! Also, Kelly won the no-tap tourney for the guys with a 286 and I won for the girls with a 287! Pretty exciting stuff. No really, it is.

We went back to the apartment, collected more of Kelly's stuff and said goodbye. We're going to do our own thing this week and have another full weekend next weekend. Doyle's banquet on Saturday and then Easter Sunday.

Also I have no voice. It truly was peaceful this weekend.

Thursday, April 10, 2003

The Truck Hath Runneth Me Over

Sunday was my Grandma's 80th birthday celebration. KFC and DQ cake was devoured. Kids laughed, adults snapped pictures.

Monday I came down with a cold. Realized that I haven't been sleeping because due to stress and uncertainty about Kelly. I'm love him but I need him to be more responsible for himself. I don't mind helping him when he's struggling but I don't know that one should actually take care of the other completely. You have to be your own man sometimes. It's tough to be the heavy all of the time. That being said, it's impossible to deny our compatibility. We have so much in common yet just enough different to challenge each other. We have fun. It's confusing. It hurts. So I talked to him about it Monday night. He didn't know what to say. He went outside after making himself a cocktail and came in an hour later stating he'd have his things moved out by the end of the week. It's what I felt it would eventually come down to, but I didn't know how to go about it.

Tuesday, even more sick. My immune system isn't taking this well.

Wednesday, fever still. Working from home. Kelly came by to pick up more of his things. I'd gotten most of his remaining things together for him. We talked. I told him I needed some direction. Are we going our separate ways, hoping to be friends in the long run? Are we giving him some space to get his stuff together and figure out where he's at and re-evaluate this in a few months? Should I be getting on with my life or just clearing my head? He'd like this to work out. It seems so simple it's so unjust. All we can hope for is patience, understanding and good friends to help us get through this. A little luck wouldn't hurt either. Or the right lottery ticket.

Thursday - still sick damnit. Mom came over, had lunch. Went shopping. Spent money shouldn't have. Bought Christina Aguilera CD. Couldn't look at cashier during checkout. Happy though that gift card I found had $3.60 on it.

Tomorrow's the Monday night league bowling banquet. Saturday is Chad's uncle Dennis' funeral. He has passed much too soon. He will be missed. He is survived by 2 beautiful daughters. They're in our thoughts and prayers. Saturday evening is the last night of the Saturday night bowling league and Sunday is its banquet. Nothing like a crazily busy weekend. As it would happen, I'll see Kelly all 3 days. I'm glad that we're both being smart about this and are on good terms. Thanks to everyone who has been supportive and let me cry, rationalize, over-analyze and dramatize. I can't thank you enough.

Monday, April 07, 2003

Bowling Fun Night

Saturday was our last hoorah at Doyles. To keep with bowling tradition, it was a Miller Lite laced no-tap tournament. For those of you non-bowlers, that means if you get 9 pins down on your first ball, it counts as a strike. Generally these are the nights that you can't get more than 8 down with your first ball. Everyone puts in a buck a game and you play for high game.

I won the first game with a 220, and the second game with a 252. The Miller Lite got the best of me in the third game where Heather & I competed for the gutter ball pin. I ended up with a 116. The $20 bucks I won paid for Perkins afterwards. Mike was also a big winner - I think that $7 will surely win him the big bucks in Vegas next month. We won't mention anything about any mooning or flashing or ridiculous picture taking.

Friday, April 04, 2003


For Lunch today I had a bowl of Frosted Flakes. And my left over lobster tail.

Bet they won't make that a Combos snack.

Wednesday, April 02, 2003

Internet Explorer Error

I use IE 6.0 w/Windows 2000.

On this homepage, I'm getting an IE error saying

"Problems with this Web page might prevent it from being displayed properly or functioning properly..."
....Line 2
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....Error: Syntax Error
....Code 0


....Line 410
....Char 3
....Error: Object Expected
....Code 0

This last one will probably change since I've updated the page but does anyone know what the heck this means? I haven't changed the fundamental programming of my webpage for quite some time.

Also, maybe this is just an error I'm getting here at work. If you see an error, would you please leave a comment with the error message?? Or if you know anything about how to debug this I would greatly appreciate your help! I can't pay you but I do have Monopoly money if interested.

Thank you.

Bad Luck at the Blue Fox

Kris, Jake, Kelly & I met at the Blue Fox for some pre-bowling eats and cocktails. Their food is actually quite good for bar food and we were marvelling in the delectables when Kris noticed a big fat long hair in her waffle fries. The waitress apologized, brought a new plate in about 7 minutes and let us know she comped the meal for her. After dinner, Kris ordered a beer. It came, the waitress went and there was a piece of meat in Kris' beer. Laughter ensued. The waitress was astonished and extremely apologetic. She comped the beer as well. So let it be known - Kris is a great dinner date!

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