Friday, May 21, 2004

So, on May 26th, with the $180 I don't have, I'm flying to Vegas to start the eloping plan with my pet freshman. However, I have to start work on June 21st, so the trip to Europe and Antartica and such will have to wait. Pet freshman is going to quit school (if it's not against his religion) and he'll be moving to Minneapolis with me and keeping the apartment clean and playing with our springer spaniel.

Until then, I'm going to Chicago on Monday. I'm way excited about it!

And, I'm watching "Blues Brothers" for the first time... pretty crazy.

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

I GOT A JOB!

I finally got a job. It's with GAF Materials and I will be moving to Minneapolis in the middle of June. If you know the Minneapolis area, please tell me where I should live. I'm hoping to have a super cool apartment (maybe not as cool as Andy's), but people should come visit me since I will be lonely in a far away place...

Thursday, May 06, 2004

Damn Polyshits

So, I wear something called "PolyBands" in my hair. Think of the traditional hair band, you know, the elastic with thread around it, but only more so like a clear rubberband. About 4 years ago, I started using these after I noticed that my hair was breaking from being in a ponytail. These are supposed to be gentler and everything. But the one thing I have noticed is that they break after every other use. And it's not like they break while I'm trying to put them in my hair... no... they break when I'm sitting down, minding my own business, and then snap... there goes the band, and my hair comes tumbling down. I know my chicas out there can relate to this... When I have my hair up, it's because it looks like crap in the first place, but now, I have no way to pull it back, making it look like uber crap. Damn you hairband company.. I blame all of my bad hair days on you!

Monday, May 03, 2004

No Comment...

I would really like people to comment, but I've been told that my blogs are not comment worthy. I just feel like there is no love. If you love me, then you'd comment anyway. For all of you non-commenters... I hate you.