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Today I went to Chicago for work.

Tomorrow, it's Detroit.

That's two days in a row I'll get up at quarter to six and get home after seven.

Right now I'm dirty and in a pissy mood so I'm going to paint my nails and wait for Phil to get home to make me some dinner.

Nothing exciting is happening because I work all the time...good stuff happens at work ( Read more... )

My GPA this semester is a 3.394

I cried because now I've outgrown my worthlessness.

And now I know it's possible to get on the Dean's List.

We got a sweet brown flowered couch to match our brown flowered plates.

I'm going home tonight for a week.

And I'm doing loads and loads of laundry so when I get back we can fill up our gazillions of drawers and shelves.

Who knew being in love could be so much fun????!!!!

I'm bored and drinking so I Googled myself (among other things)

It turns out I'm 34, Jewish, and have 2 kids.

And you thought you knew everything about me!

Only three more days, four more finals.

I have the same attitude I get every semester: Don't care about finals.

Framed Amanda's painting today, to hang up in the new living room.  It's beautiful.

It's so romantic to eat chicken pot pies on the dining room carpet.

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Last night went to Melissa's performance.  She was amazing, very impressive!  Then went to McD's for dinner and got everyone ice cream and chilled out at Joe's house for a while.  Drove back to new apartment...

Today was my last day with Elite until next fall (if I go back).  I sold off the shelves so I got to go home after three hours, and  my ( Read more... )

The rain is sooo romantic.

so is my frizzy hair.

I almost made my life long dream of getting in a fist fight come true this morning, but Phil ruined it for me.  I came away with a swollen, bruised, and cut knee.  And damaged pride.  And feeling like ashamed white trash.  But hey, that's life right?!?!?!  pssh.  After my mom yelled at me for busting a hole in the door I started crying and she ( Read more... )

Big Pete Krzyzewski passed away this morning.  It's strange how you know someone from the time you're in second grade until you grow up and move away and start looking down on people at home.  Then all of a sudden they're gone and it makes you think about how there is one less person in your life who gives you hugs and calls you honey and makes you ( Read more... )