I am about to crash, so it's a good thing this day is over. Mondays suck!

I did my good deed for the month on Saturday. You know how the people in the mall with their clipboards come up to you asking if they can ask you some questions? Well, I actually did. The poor girl was just trying to earn a living. It was 2:00 at this point, and she said that she had been there since 10 and I was only the third person to help her. And, I got some delicious food to test so that I could form an opinion. And it was so worth it! Tasty treats for free. I'm not sure how they get paid. I assume they don't get as much if they get 2 people to answer than if they got 20. So, overall, even though I got home later than I planned, I am proud of myself for helping some girl earn her paycheck.

Good morning everyone. I hope everyone had a good weekend. Mine was pretty decent. Friday night I went to a baby shower with KB, and then we went to Pizza Hut. I got to see Josh and Shanna so that was pretty cool. She had a huge freakin' diamond on her finger, which I had heard about but hadn't seen. Jamie and I left after JTS tried feeding pizza to his bellybutton. We headed up to meet people at the bowling alley. Sparky came with us too. We claimed him for our team when we saw that he had his own ball and shoes. Our team lost the first game but won the second, so no one had to pay up the $50 that someone decided to bet. Steve was heading back to school on Sunday, so we said our goodbyes that night. Saturday I went to Rotterdam to Waldenbooks, but they didn't have what I wanted. I grabbed a quick, delicious lunch at Friendly's, where I witnessed some of the worst parenting I've seen in awhile. This woman had two kids, who looked like they were ages 1 and 3, somewhere in there. Both were still on bottles. And then, while the three women at the table had real food, the kids got to eat ice cream! Just ice cream. Granted, they might think she's the greatest mom in the world, but still. And then she stands up and it looks like she's about to pop another one. What is wrong with people? Anyway, Steve called me on my way home and wanted to know how to make buttery nipples, since he and his mom wanted to make some. After giving him instructions, I headed home to do nothing! Ah, an afternoon of nothing! Sunday I was at the cave, but it was pretty quiet. KB and I made everyone fill out associate questionnaires for Krelly. So I spent my evening entering those in. I haven't uploaded them yet, maybe tonight.

Well, that's enough for now. Later

Woo hoo, I have comments now! I shouldn't get so excited over webgoodies, but I do. So sue me.

I really don't have anything to say today...at least at this point.

Umm...we just got back from Albany. I had to show some people a website I had done. Tonight I'm going to Nicole's baby shower, so right after work I have to go and buy something (nothing like waiting till the last minute, is there?). KB left me a voicemail yesterday telling me that they want to go to Pizza Hut and Rock-N-Bowl afterwards. That should be entertaining. I don't know who all is going, all she said was "a whole bunch of people."

I had dinner with Steve at Fernando's last night. We discussed Texas, and I guess we've come to at least some sort of agreement so that we're on the same page. I'm perfectly willing to go to Texas....I just want to go to the banquet too. We've got a few months left to figure everything out.

Well, I guess I did have something to say after all. Less than three hours to go and I am out of here!

I just stopped by Krelly, and we are up to 273 hits! Rock on my loyal associates!

I was driving home last night in the rain, and by the park there was a group of people. At first I was annoyed at the protesters, but I should have realized that it wasn't protesters! It was raining, and apparently bad weather is an excuse not to go out. It must be nice to believe in your cause....only when the weather's nice! No, those people were some veterans and supporters holding American flags and signs saying "Support our Troops." And as I sat at the red light, I noticed that a whole lot more people were waving and beeping at them then the anti-war protesters could ever hope for.


Also, I don't consider myself a political person, but I came across another blog that I pretty much agree with, so I'll put a link here. Check it out if you want.

Why, if Tropical Punch is made of pineapple and pear juice, is it called Tropical Punch? I have a pear tree in my yard, and trust me....not tropical. Not even close.

It's morning again. I had a crappy nights sleep too. The freakin cat took it upon herself to yowl about 45 minutes, and wouldn't stop until I threw something at her general direction. Soon I was out of things to throw and had to get up and shut her downstairs.

On a different note, I got something quite funny in my email this morning. Here ya go:

AXIS OF EVIL WANNABES
by John Cleese

Bitter after being snubbed for membership in the
"Axis of Evil", Libya, China and Syria today announced
that they had formed the "Axis of Just as Evil", which
they said would be more evil than that stupid Iran-Iraq-
North Korea axis President Bush warned of in his State
of the Union address.

Axis of Evil members, however, immediately dismissed
the new Axis as having, for starters, a really dumb name.
"Right. They are just as evil...... in their dreams!" declared
North Korean leader Kim Jong-il.
"Everybody knows we're the best evils . . .best at being
evil.... we're the best."

Diplomats from Syria denied they were jealous over
being excluded, although they conceded they did ask if
they could join the Axis of Evil.
"They told us it was full," said Syrian President Bashar
al-Assad.
"An axis can't have more than three countries", explained
Iraqi President Saddam Hussein.
"This is not my rule, it's tradition !
In World War II you had Germany, Italy, and Japan in the
evil Axis, so, you can only have three, and a secret handshake.
Ours is wickedly cool."

International reaction to Bush's Axis of Evil declaration was
swift, as within minutes, France surrendered.

Elsewhere, peer-conscious nations rushed to gain
triumvirate status in what has become a game of geopolitical
chairs.
Cuba, Sudan and Serbia announced that they had formed the
"Axis of Somewhat Evil", forcing Somalia to join with Uganda
and Myanmar in the "Axis of Occasionally Evil", while
Bulgaria, Indonesia and Russia established the "Axis of Not
So Much Evil Really as Just Generally Disagreeable".

With the criteria suddenly expanded and all the desirable clubs
filling up, Sierra Leone, El Salvador, and Rwanda applied to be
called the "Axis of Countries That Aren't the Worst But Certainly
Won't Be Asked to Host the Olympics".

Canada, Mexico and Australia formed the "Axis of Nations
That Are Actually Quite Nice But Secretly Have Some Nasty
Thoughts About America", while Scotland, New Zealand and
Spain established the "Axis of Countries That Want Sheep to
Wear Lipstick".
"That's not a threat, really, just something we like to do", said
Scottish Executive First Minister Jack McConnell.

While wondering if the other nations of the world weren't
perhaps making fun of him, a cautious Bush granted approval
for most axes, although he rejected the establishment of the
"Axis of Countries Whose Names End in 'Guay", accusing
one of its members of filing a false application.
Officials from Paraguay, Uruguay, and Chadguay denied
the charges.

Israel, meanwhile, insisted it didn't want to join any Axis,
but privately world leaders said that's only because no
one asked them.



It made 30 seconds of my life that much brighter. Anyway, it's time to get to work. Catch ya later.

I recommend Wanda At Large very highly. I laughed my ass off for 30 minutes straight (minus commercials).

Finally, Julia is off of American Idol! Even the ones that got voted off already were better than her! I'm staying tuned for Wanda At Large, so I'll let you know what I think of that. I think Wanda Sykes is hilarious!

Is it bad that on my way back from lunch I was encouraging other driver's to show some rage? The guy in front of me got cut off and I was yelling at the guy to flip the other guy off. I think I have reached a new level in road ragedom.

On another note, I just got out of an hour long meeting with Howard and Nadine. I noticed that my voice gets deeper when I'm giving a presentation. Am I trying to seduce my audience into seeing things my way? Even when I noticed, I couldn't make my voice go back to normal. Just another weird thing about me, I guess.

I thought this was funny. Esp. since I was going to Crossgates the day I read it. Seems their problem with the peace t-shirts has reached the ears of Joel Stein.

'Greek' Tragedy

(Entertainment Weekly Online is soon going to only be available to subscribers, so read while you can)

Wouldn't "The Snoozin Muse" make a good band name?

No?

Well who asked you. Shut up and leave me alone.

Why is it that Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday will be horribly dull and have you wishing for something to happen, but on Thursday and Friday you're praying for a break?

OK, in reading that last post again, I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea. I don't like my brother. I mean, how can I? He steals my shit, steals my money, dropped out of high school and is seasonally unemployed, is ungrateful and selfish, and can lie better than he tells the truth. My rant below was just that a rant. If he wants to stay with someone like that, that's fine. It's just that when he gets done talking to her, he's more of an asshole than he was before the call.

Alright, that's enough of that. I'm getting a headache.

Ah, another day. Wednesday. The middle of the week. Nothing very exciting going on. Working on a powerpoint. Yep.

Well, since there's nothing going on today, I guess I'll talk about last night. I watched American Idol. I was wrong before, it was country rock night. Gag me. Anyway, my faves continue to kick ass, so I am confident in their continuation. But why the hell is Julia in the top 10? She sounds like I do when I'm singing in my car, except I'm having more fun. I'd tell her not to feel bad, since I can't hit a note either, but apparently she thinks she has talent. And the judges are idiots! At least Simon should have told her she sucks. Anyway, enough about American Idol.

I got Krelly up, for the most part. All the existing pages are updated, I just need to work on some new ones.

***Rant Ahead****
Why, oh why, do guys (or girls, but my example is a guy) stay with people who are just not nice human beings. Bitchy, obsessive, mentally unstable, you get the point. We have one of those internet answering machine things, so that when I'm online, people can get ahold of us in an emergency. My brother had been out with one of his friends, and got home around 8:30 or so. At 8:58, 9:00, and 9:01 his girlfriend called and left messages. The first one went something like "Joe, it's April. You were supposed to call me an hour ago, but I guess you didn't. I need you to call me as soon as possible. Bye." OK, now that one I can kind of get. He said he would call, he didn't. The "I need you to call me as soon as possible" really pisses me off. Every freakin' message she leaves says that. Or, "It's an emergency." Bullshit. Next message: "Joe, it's April. I really need you to call me. It's very important. I need to talk to you." Same shit, yada yada, just 2 minutes later. Then not even a minute later: "Joe, I know you're home. I know Matt dropped you off. I need you to call me, it's an emergency." Allow me a moment to scream. AHHHHHHHHHHH! What the hell is wrong with her! Is she calling his friends to check up on him? Jesus Christ. First of all, he didn't call you right away because I WAS ON THE INTERNET! Duh, that's why we have the message taking thing. And I don't know about you, but it takes me several minutes to finish up what I'm doing so that I can disconnect. Not only that, but with the setup I have in my house to connect my laptop, I have to unhook the phone. So I also have to reconnect the phone. I takes me more than the three minutes she had to call three times! Get a freakin life. And then, all they did was argue for the next 30 minutes. Which is all they ever seem to do, to my observations. Maybe that's why he didn't want to call you, psycho!

Deep breath, deep breath. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10....all better.

That's about all. I'm 99.9% sure there will be a repeat performance of stupidity tonight, but I will try to remain calm.

I'm feeling much better now. Just got back from break, and a nice cool Sprite will fix anyone's problem. Yep, feelin' good.....until I somehow slammed my shin into the doorway. Don't know how, but it hurts like a bitch. Did it 5 minutes ago and it's already bruising up nicely. Well, that's two bruising injuries to that leg in the last 2 weeks (the other being when I slammed the side of my knee into a cabinet handle...don't ask).

I'd say I'm sorry to complain so much today, but I'm not. I like to complain.

OK, I take it back. My wonderful thoughts about the perfect temperature have become bad bad thoughts. The fact that the inside of my car was really warm even with the window down coupled with the fact that it's really warm in here, have made me very nauseas. I had the AC on for awhile, but that was giving me chills while my face is still hot. There's no happy medium here. So I'm just sitting here moving as little as possible in hopes that these bad bad feelings will go away.

Just got back from lunch. I'm sitting in the car, the temperature is perfect, and there's a nice cool breeze blowing through the window....which means right now I am very sleepy and don't want to be here. This is one of those days that's perfect to drive around on the backroads with all the windows down and the music loud. Of course, the people living on those roads might not appreciate it, but I'm not too worried about them. Unfortunately, with me on a severely limited budget and gas so freakin expensive, I really can't drive around for no reason.

While on lunch I also finished the Stuart Woods book that Judy gave me. I've only read one other of his, but both were good. This one was "The Short Forever." The main character, Stone, is quite the man whore. But I still liked him.

Later

Since the moment I got up this morning I've had "Here is Gone" stuck in my head. Don't get me wrong, I think it's a great song....but I can only take so much!

On another note, Disco Night on American Idol! At least, that's what someone told me they said last week. I missed the very beginning. And I have to say, I am impressed with the creativity that the studio audience is putting into their signs. "Aiken for Clay" is quality stuff right there. I'm rooting for Ruben or Clay. If either of them wins, I'll be happy. Josh I kinda liked before he went country, and I hope that America doesn't vote for him just because he's a Marine, cause there are others that are much more talented.

Anyway, that's enough about my small addiction to reality tv. It's only to a few shows, so I'm not too concerned. At least I'm not watching Married by America!

Why is it that, no matter where you are, the heat never gets turned on until March and the AC never gets turned off until November? Just curious.

I was watching TV last night, when one commercial finally pushed me over the edge. What is with those idiotic spam commercials? Who are they trying to market to? People who like vans to smash into their property? Can't say there's too many of those around. They really need to fire their marketing and advertising departments.

On another television note, I somehow ended up watching Miss USA. The first night that TV is not interrupted by the news, and this is what's on? Jesus.

Thank God this day is almost over. It's been neverending, and I don't think I ever fully woke up. .

I came up with another idea for Krelly! I have to run it past Kristy, but I think that we should give other site awards for being almost as cool as ours. Of course, we'll word it much more nicely. Kristy should be back from Florida today sometime, so maybe I'll stop in at the cave and see her tomorrow. So I'll wait on designing that, and I'll work on designing a logo thing for the fudge boxes for the gift shop. Apparently we are going el cheapo on that now, and are going to print them on the laser copier. Oh well, as long as I get something out of it, even if it's just Howe bucks. Then I can get some more cool toys that I'm too old for but still find fun (my neon slinky rocks). Anyway, enough of that. I am posting way to much today. But I need to interact with my brain somehow, so it doesn't turn off on me. And let me tell you, once it turns off it's a bitch to turn back on.

I need a nap. My eyes just start closing and I have to work very hard to keep them open. This is what happens when it's abnormally bright out at 6:30 in the morning. So I'm laying there trying to figure out if somehow in my sleep I've reset my clock back (I've done that before), or if it's really the right time. So I consider getting out of bed to go look at my watch, which is across the room. But it's really warm and comfy in bed. So my final thoughts as I fall back to sleep are: "Even if it is really time to get up, I have a semi-legitimate excuse, and semi-legitimate works for me."

Just sitting here thinking about it, so I counted it up. 50 days till matchbox twenty! Very cool. I can't wait. We saw them at Spac two years ago with Train and they were great. Spratt and I are splitting Kristy's ticket as her birthday present, but we're still making her drive.

Lunch time, gotta go!

Well, Mike, if you're reading this I guess you figured out my clues. See, Madison James is a good pen name. And the fact that I came up with it while drinking makes it all the better.

So I had a smashing good weekend. It had it's moments of headache inducing stress, but that's alright. I'll just give you the highlights since time is limited.

Friday night: Watching TV, Farscape, season finale. All I have to say is, what was up with that ending? I just kept staring at the tv, waiting for more to happen. And I've bitched about it enough to people, so I won't make you read it as well
Saturday: Went to work. In the morning, there were no boats. No biggie. Then we had to close the cave. That's when people got bitchy. Sparky went down and pulled everyone out of the cave. Those people weren't too terribly upset, it was the people that either didn't call at all or called in the morning and were told there was a tour, just no boat ride. There was one lady that drove 5 hours, another that drove 3.5 hours. Now, I used to sympathize, but my sympathy was sucked out of me a long time ago. First of all, it's a beautiful day! Don't spend it 1/2 of it in a car, and another hour and a half in a cave! Jesus, what is wrong with people? Also, if you did call and find out there was no boat ride, wait until there is one! If you're going to drive all that way, you might as well get the whole experience. And enough about that....
Saturday night: Went out with Steve, Monty, Ben, and Mike. Haven't seen any of these people in ages, had a good time. Any excuse for me to have a sloe gin fizz is great.
Sunday: Went with Steve, his mother and grandmother to Albany. While they shopped we saw Shanghai (sp?) Knights. An enjoyable flick. Then we went to Bucca's for dinner. Lots of delicious food. Steve and I are going out on Thursday for dinner, as well.

So I'm driving to my internship this morning. In Centre Park are where what I now call The Regulars are protesting. This morning they are just holding signs, but I've seen them singing and playing drums. I usually don't even look at them. For some reason they really bother me. I'm still not sure why. But a short ways up the road was a woman. She was and older woman standing by herself and holding a sign that said "Support Our Troops." There was some kind of medal attached to it, and I assume it is a war medal won by someone in her family. For some reason I had the urge to pull over and join her. I probably would have if I had the time. I don't know if she was pro or anti, and I can't see a sign saying "Support Our Troops" meaning anything but just that. I don't think that anyone has to be extreme on either side. I don't think anyone would admit to being Pro-war, in those words. Nor would they say Anti-peace. The PC term is there somewhere. But that lady was out there doing what she thought was necessary to be a good American. And even though I'm not standing there with her, I've been thinking about her ever since. The Pro-peace demonstrators only enter my thoughts when I see them, and I don't agree with them. Yes, they have the right to stand there and protest. And how dare they protest wanting to give someone else that right? If there is a peaceful solution, take it. But if there isn't, force can be necessary. It's as simple, and complex, as that. So if that woman is still there tonight, maybe I'll pull over and join her.

(I just re-read that and realized that it kind of rambles on, but I think it says what I want it to. You can draw your own conclusions)

I have the oddest sensation right now. I want to......clean. Something, anything. Of course, I'll probably lose the sensation when I get home. I'll just sit on my butt and watch Knight Rider or something else that reminds me of my childhood. The sad thing is I was only 4 or so when it was on. I remember the car...gotta remember the car. Oh, or I have the Garfield Christmas Special I downloaded...does it make anyone else mad that they don't show the Halloween or Christmas specials anymore? Garfield is quality. I shouldn't have to resort to spending hours downloading it on my 26.4 connection! And I refuse to pay the obscene E-Bay price of $50 or more.

Hey lookie at that....no more cleaning urges. Whew, I feel better. A whole evening of un-productiveness lies ahead of me. I can't wait.

Ah yes, the dream. I just remembered that I wanted to post it. It's long and involved, so make sure you're in a comfortable seat.

The Beginning: I'm in the Wal-Mart parking lot, talking to an Asian girl. (I never knew her name, or I just don't remember)Turns out that she is dead, and she needs me to find her body. Everyone can see her, and it's ok that they're seeing a dead girl. Just business as usual. We end up at some sketch artist place, it might have been the police I don't remember. For some reason we needed a sketch of her face, even though everyone can see her. So, we're back at Wal-Mart. We meet up with another guy that we both know, who is also dead. (He looked like Austin Peck, for those of you that watch Days). And he was wearing a tuxedo. Anyway, on the other side of the parking lot is an ocean, and way far out is where "Austin" says their bodies are. In real life I can't swim, but apparently I know how to in my dreams, and suddenly Austin and the Asian girl used to be lifeguards. (Still with me?) So we swim out to where Austin says the bodies are. We dive, but don't find anything.

The Middle: Austin is still in my dream, but the Asian girl is gone. Same ocean, no longer by Walmart. There is now an island. A group of us swim out to the island. There is a white building with three doors. The first door we open is a classroom, looking like it had never been used, as in completely spotless. There are six wooden desks, with a teacher's station in the front. There is a bullet hole in the chair, which is one of those high backed black leather things (you know, the ones that are really comfy to try out at Office Max). One of the girl's I swam over with (she looked like no one I knew, so I don't know who she represents) said that a teacher had been shot here, and they don't use the classroom anymore. We all mulled over why they would leave such a beautiful teacher's desk behind, and I went to check out the next door. I open it, and inside are two girls. One is Jeanine, who I went to high school with and haven't seen in ages, and another girl who I didn't know. They said that they had gotten stuck in the Bermuda triangle and ended up in that room. (Wait, it gets better) The last door I open. At first I don't see anything, and then a voice whispers "evil" and a girl comes running at me. I quickly shut the door, lock it, and we all head back to the mainland.

The End (sort of): So we're at a house. It's my house, but looks nothing like my real house. Anyway, we're making dinner (I suddenly have several roommates) when the girl from the Evil Door comes walking in. Jeanine went back and let her out. She can make us do all sorts of bad things, and we're heading out to do one of her evil deeds (I know there was something specific in the dream, but I can't remember what it was now). I leave the kitchen to put on my shoes, and slice open the bottom of my big toe on something. I hop into the living room to put on my shoes. I grab my purse......

And then I woke up. I don't know if it's because of where I woke up or because it seemed so real, but I swear my big toe was throbbing. I actually checked it to see if it was cut and bleeding. And all this dream remembering has made me lightheaded. Not sure why, maybe I stopped breathing for a few moments I was so caught up in my dream again. I'm off to breath slowly and eat lunch. Later.

I need to have a talk with my mother. I'm just sitting here, just got to my internship....and I happen to notice my shirt. My once dark blue shirt is now a much lighter blue. Much lighter. And I know what you're thinking...her mother does her laundry? Well, while everyone else was struggling to survive on campus food and in tiny dorms, I was living at home while attending college. That's right, home cooked meals, my laundry done for me. I'll be the first to admit that I'm spoiled, but I'll never complain about it.

So tired...I did not want to get out of bed this morning. I don't know why, I got 8 hours. Of course, there's usually only one day a week when I wake up not tired. I wonder why that is...it's not a specific day of the week or anything. That day was yesterday. I did get some things done last night though. I scanned in all of my pictures from the birthday party and posted them on the web. They's beautiful, if I do say so myself. And I do.

Tonight is the AO meeting. I have an impressive typed list of things I want to discuss. Although I pray it won't be like the one meeting that went until midnight. Kristy and I just sat there and tried not to sleep while the boys complained. It was a good meeting though, that got things accomplished. Hopefully that will happen tonight too. The things I want to discuss: Who's working this summer, and how I don't want certain people in the AO, how Jeff is pushing people on us so we don't take guides, scheduling for school groups, and how there aren't enough people right now since I'll be at my internship and Nicole will be out with the baby, Memorial Day weekend scheduling, since I'm graduating that weekend and Nicole is questionable, and various misc. things, such at how last year was too stressful with personality conflicts and people not knowing what they are doing. I also am going to tell Christine that I want to sit in on the job fair interviews.

I also have the Krelly Associate Questionnaire all typed up. Just need to make copies and distribute. There's an online version too.

I just realized that I have bitten off all of my nails. I don't know why I do that. I get them all nice and long and them bite 'em right off. Must be some sort of stress, I just haven't figured it out yet.

Oh, and I forgot, as of Monday I was 1/3 done with my internship! Woo hoo!

Anyway, break starts in 15 minutes, so I should do something until then I guess. Later

Good morning! After such a beautiful day yesterday, even the 45 degree weather this morning feels chilly. I did get to wash my car yesterday though. It was getting quite gross. But that leads into a rant. Am I the only one who believes in car wash courtesy and etiquette? When you are done, you turn the switch to "off", put the water gun in it's holder, and hang up the tube on the hooks on the wall. You don't leave the tube laying on the ground so that the next person has to run over it! And I will admit, it was very dirty and muddy, and I didn't want to pick it up either. So I kicked it over to the side, so at least the next person doesn't have to run over it. Aren't these things just common sense? Of course, the people in front of me didn't look like they possessed any great intelligence. And their truck looked pretty much the same when they drove out, only wetter. And the wife appeared to be stuck in the 80s with a big perm and about a dozen gold dangle bracelets on her arm ( I saw them while we were both waiting in line to use the car wash, and was almost blinded by the sun).

Well, I guess that's enough of that. Until next time.

Hello! I didn't post all weekend, since I only got online for a few moments on Saturday to check my email. The party was a blast. I thought that we were going to get kicked out of the restaurant though. JTS and things that shoot just don't go together. Besides the rubber dart gun thing that I got him, Spratt got him a confetti popper. That's just a bad combo. Then the bitchy league people wouldn't let us in for bowling, so we had to wait until 9:30. Most people went to Wal-mart, but we ditched them and went to DD instead. I have forgotten everything I ever learned when I took bowling for phys ed. I am the worst bowler ever. But anyway, we stayed at the bowling alley till a little after 11, and then headed home. That was my Friday night.
My Saturday was pretty dull. I slept in until 9:30, which is about as late as I can make myself sleep in anymore, now that my body is used to getting up at 7:45. I played around with the Krelly site, but nothing really spectacular. We went to my Gram's for supper. Ordered pepperoni rolls for me and Mom, Meatball subs for Gram, Dad, and Joe, and a slice of pizza for Joe's girlfriend April. Picked it up on the way. That was fun, I haven't seen my Grandma in a while. It would have been nicer if Joe and April weren't there. Gram doesn't like April either. She pulled my Mom aside the other day to ask if she was mad at her. I hate it when people do that. I think it's a sign of selfishness. Everything doesn't have to be about that person. "Are you mad at me?" Hell, no, but I will be if you keep asking. Sorry, a little tangent there.
Sunday I worked at the cave. They have all sorts of fun new toys. I bought a neon slinky. I can't afford it, but slinkys are just a fun toy. We couldn't get it to go downstairs though. Nicole was there for a while in the afternoon, why I don't know. I can't wait for our department meeting on Wednesday, because I really need to bitch about some things. Esp. what people are working in the AO this summer. But Matt is coming back, and Gary said he would too, so that makes makes me happy. Robbio is probably going to come in a couple of days a week too. And my Mom developed the pics from the party, so I can put those on the Krelly site. Kristy and I also came up with some new things to put on too, so I'm going to work on that.

Well, back to work I guess. I don't have much to do now, but I know that when it hits I am going to be swamped. Later!

I was going to post this story this morning but completely forgot. It's actually quite funny even to me now, although this morning I was quite pissed. So I'm in the bathroom getting ready to go to work. Putting in my contacts, brushing my teeth, etc. And since I wait until the last possible second to get out of bed, I have developed a system to optimize my getting ready time. One of these is to do the Listerine thing while I'm putting in my contacts. Now I should probably tell you that I have a corner of the sink where I put all my goodies, my contact stuff, my deodorant, my Listerine, my pore cleaner...you get the picture. So I'm putting in my first contact when I realize that I haven't started swishing the Listerine yet. So half-blind I reach for it. Did I mention that my pore toner is almost the same color as my Listerine, only a slighter lighter color blue? Yeah, I think you've probably connected the dots by now. If my tongue has pores they are very clean right now. I must say, it wasn't as bad as one might expect pore toner to taste. It wasn't good, mind you, but Listerine isn't exactly a treat either. I think from now on though, I will keep them far apart from each other on the sink.

Here I am sitting in my little corner of the building with only my Dilbert-A-Day calendar and my California Raisin, Ray for company. When I'm bored I've been known to make him dance to the music. I've played several games of solitaire, and took a virtual apartment tour just for kicks. And now Bette Midler is playing on my streaming radio. It says that this song has been recommended by fans of Van Halen. Those two just don't connect in my head. Bette Midler....Van Halen. I like them both, but I thought that was just because it was me, and I tend to have abnormal tastes. Hey, now Friday I'm in Love is playing. And it's Friday! Ah, the simple pleasures. I'm off to enjoy The Cure. Catch ya later.

Well, none of my goals for last night were completed. I sorta started on the Krelly page, but I didn't get very far. And I didn't even touch my internship log. I won't do it tonight either, since I'll be bowling the night away. God that sounds pathetic. At least my people are always entertaining. KB has promised to become drunken, so we'll see. I stopped at Eckerd's to buy presents, just 'cause I didn't want to drive all the way to the other end of town. Let's see, KB is getting those little capsules that you put in water and they become sponge animals and a box of snowcaps, JTS is getting one of those gun things with the suction cup arrows (I already know that's going to get us kicked out of the bowling alley), and Mark is getting silly putty and a slinky. A real metal slinky. Spratt's the only one with a real present, cause I bought hers when I actually had time to buy presents. She's getting an aromatherapy kit. Well, I guess that's not true, KB gets a real present too. Spratt and I are splitting the cost of her Matchbox twenty ticket. Besides, JTS is the hardest person in the world to buy for. At Christmas KB and I both got him tongue rings. Mark was a last minute addition to our group anyway. I guess now it's back to the world of the sort-a working. Later

This will probably be my last post for today. Once I get home I really need to work on the Krelly website. And I need to update my internship logs. What a dreary life this is. I just hope that Joe isn't there when I get home. The last thing I need is to listen to his bitching. And of course, his girlfriend's bitching. She is completely crazy, but I guess that's a post for another time.
A bientot

I spent my lunch break getting my paycheck. My sad pathetic paycheck from only working one day on the weekend. So broke. So very very broke. And then one of my friends reminds me about the big birthday bash tomorrow night for KB, Spratt, JTS, and Mark T. I have a present for Spratt, but what I got for KB her parents got her for her birthday. I don't know what to get the boys. I really just wanted to go home tonight, but I guess I'll have to go to the store. I won't have time tomorrow. I get done at 5:00 and we're meeting at 5:30. As if I can afford presents! Then there's paying for dinner, and the cost of bowling after. It is rock-n-bowl though, so at least there's just one price to bowl all night. Although all the skanky middle school age children will be there. I have heard it described in these words: "Backwoods of Schoharie County on one side and a middle school orgy on the other side, with us in the middle." We just have to keep JTS away from the young girls. Can't have him corrupting them. Alright, I have a meeting in 20 minutes, so I best be preparing.

Has anyone ever gotten an itch on the inside of their eyelid? I'm just curious if it's a common thing or if I'm just strange.

Ahh, my first post. I really have nothing to say at this point. Just suffering from boredom and a general lack of direction. But I suppose that's true in my life as well. I just keep telling myself that I am almost 1/3 done with this internship thing. Only a buttload of hours left to do....the college is insane. Couldn't I just write a 90 page paper or something? At least with that I could sleep in once in a while...and keep a job that pays me! Ah well, 20 minutes to break and my Butterfinger hot cocoa mix is calling me. Until next time.