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Random survey I received from Jeff A.

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1. Ever been so drunk you blacked out: Nope.

2. Missed school because it was raining: No, but I almost missed work because of it. It was raining so bad several of the expressways were flooded.

3. Put a body part on fire for amusement: …Not sure that I would find that amusing…

4. Been hurt emotionally: Who hasn’t?

5. Kept a secret from everyone: It has been known to happen…

6. Had an imaginary friend when you were young: Carrie. Then we had a terrible political disagreement and I haven’t seen her since.

7. Wanted to hook up with a friend: I married him…

8. Had a crush on a teacher: Sure thing.

9. Ever thought an animated character was hot? Simba from “The Lion King”… not sure why, but I thought he was a hottie.

10. Had a New Kids on the Block tape? No.

——————–FAVORITES——————

Shampoo: Pantene

Favorite color: Red

Day/Night: Day!… but then, sometimes night…

Summer/Winter: Summer!

Lace or satin: Satin feels better but I like how lace looks.

Fave cartoon Characters: Not sure

Fave Food: I do not favor one food over another, although I have to tell you Frank and I have been eating a lot of chicken.

Fave Advertisement: I love them all! Except for the college advertisment that escapes my mind… hmmm

Fave Ice Cream: Mint chocolate chip.

—————–RIGHT NOW——————

Wearing: A sweater and jeans

Hair is: In a pony tail

Eating: Chewing gum

Drinking: going to make a quick trip to the bev. station in a bit for some diet coke and water

Thinking about: Why I am not working… clearly this is a waste of time…

Listening to: My boss on the phone in her office.

Cried: A couple of weeks ago

Worn a skirt: Last weekend–Frank was very happy.

Met someone new: Recently, I’m sure.

Cleaned your room: Frank cleaned it yesterday–what a stud.

Drove a car: This morning

—————DO YOU BELIEVE IN ——————

Yourself: Mostly

Your friends: Mostly

Santa Claus: No.

Tooth Fairy: Yes, and she has far too many of my teeth.

Destiny/Fate: Yep

Angels, spirits, afterlife: Yep

Ghosts: Hm… not sure.

Devil: Yes

UFO’s: I could be swayed

———————RIGHT NOW—————————

Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: Yes, but don’t tell my husband!

Who have you known the longest of your friends: Trisha K since 1986ish

Who is the loudest: Trisha K, oddly enough

Who do you cry to: Frank

Worst Feeling: Going shopping and not being able to find pants that are long enough.

What is WRONG with me!?

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So I am Grouchy–AGAIN!? What the heck! I am not premenstrual, but I am just so emotional and I am not a happy person. I do okay all morning and then I get a phone call from Frank and I’m just *pissed*. And part of me just wants to get away and not deal with anything and part of me just wants to have a huge blow out fight with someone. I feel like I am on a war-path. I wish I was not like this, but I feel like I’m in an emotional rut!!!

I will write more later. Only 43 days to go!

Birth Control…

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Now I’m wondering if it’s my birth control that is ruining my appetite. Last month when I first started it, I was having hunger issues. And it does say on the package that it might cause nausea (sp?). At least I’m doing this now than later when Frank and I are married.

Hm. I got nothin’. Tonight I’m going to go out with Frank, Anthony and Miss Laura P. I think we are playing pool and the doing something else. I wonder if Frank remembers that I suck at pool…

Tomorrow I am going to IAA to work on their newsletter (so help me, I have to get this out the door) and then to lunch with Dor. Tomorrow night we are going to see my brother play in battle of the bands.

Why My Dad is Glad He’s Not Going

My dad is glad that Frank and I are going in his place because, quite frankly, he’s not sure Andy’s band will make it through one set, much less one song. Apparently the personality conflicts in this hot up and coming boy band are enough to bring the whole gig down. The lead singer already thinks he’s a rockstar. Never mind that they practice in my uncle’s garage, far from most of humanity. This guy thinks he’s got it goin’ on. My dad says that’s what all rockers think–that’s why they can get up every time they sing and rock out. In their minds, they are Mr. or Ms. Thang.

Aside from their risen star, my brother also contends with Mr. Ego who also dukes it out with Mr. Rockstar. My cousin and my brother just watch them argue, neither helping nor hurting the situation.

Anyway, wish him luck! This could be interesting 🙂

My dad says that he’d be too nervous to stand in the audience, holding his breath, praying that by some

Oddities.

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There are things that happen that people never talk about. Strange things that happen that you experience with other people and there is an unspoken, “Let’s never talk about this–Ever.” Which is fine–some things don’t need to be discussed.

In this book I am reading, a couple is driving to their honeymoon spot. The new bride is agoraphobic (afraid of open spaces) and rarely leaves her home town of Ann Arbor, MI. For the honeymoon, the groom convinces her to drive over to the UP (Upper Penninsula for those of us in the “know”). This drive requires that they cross the Mackinac Bridge–something that is truly terrifying for any individual who is agoraphobic. Anyway, as they are driving over the bridge, the woman FREAKS out. And farts.

Now in this situation, do you say, “Wow, good one sweetie!” or do you keep your trap shut? I would assume that you would just roll down a window and not discuss it. And that’s what they did.

So I was thinking back to my marketing class in college. We were discussing cell phones and different advertising options for Motorola. A guy in the class raised his hand and suggested a spot that featured individuals hiding under their desks as the World Trade Center crashes down around them and they make their last phone calls home. The room was silent for a moment as the class absorbed what this crazy man was saying. Then, as it sunk in, a low hum of, “Oh my God” raced through the room. It was as if the entire class couldn’t believe what he said. A brief exchange occurred between the professor and the student in which the professor told him that was an inappropriate idea. And then the class went along as normal.

After class, no one discussed it–it was sort of surreal. Like a dream you think is real and then realize it was a dream (deep, Emily, deep). A few days later, I finally said to one of my group members, “Did that really happen?” The relieved look on her face said, “Thank God–I thought I lost my mind! That really DID happen.”

Grossosities

This morning I made a “fumble”. I forgot my wallet–and therefore my cash/debit cards/etc–and got all flustered and wound up sitting on a different car than usual with different people. Now, for any metra riders, you know you get attached to your routine. The car I was in had too many people and I didn’t “know” them.

The guy I sat next to read his paper and I read my book. La la la. He disembarked at Clybourn, so I had to stand up and let him out of our seat. I sat back down and looked at where he had been sitting. He jammed his newspaper between the wall and the seat. And sitting on the floor was his old banana peal. EWW. What are people thinking??? What about the poor guy who has to clean up the car? And WHAT does this guy’s house look like!?

Anyway, I’m sure I will ahve more later.

Cheers!

Oddities.

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There are things that happen that people never talk about. Strange things that happen that you experience with other people and there is an unspoken, “Let’s never talk about this–Ever.” Which is fine–some things don’t need to be discussed.

In this book I am reading, a couple is driving to their honeymoon spot. The new bride is agoraphobic (afraid of open spaces) and rarely leaves her home town of Ann Arbor, MI. For the honeymoon, the groom convinces her to drive over to the UP (Upper Peninsula for those of us in the “know”). This drive requires that they cross the Mackinac Bridge–something that is truly terrifying for any individual who is agoraphobic. Anyway, as they are driving over the bridge, the woman FREAKS out. And farts.

Now in this situation, do you say, “Wow, good one sweetie!” or do you keep your trap shut? I would assume that you would just roll down a window and not discuss it. And that’s what they did.

So I was thinking back to my marketing class in college. We were discussing cell phones and different advertising options for Motorola. A guy in the class raised his hand and suggested a spot that featured individuals hiding under their desks as the World Trade Center crashes down around them and they make their last phone calls home. The room was silent for a moment as the class absorbed what this crazy man was saying. Then, as it sunk in, a low hum of, “Oh my God” raced through the room. It was as if the entire class couldn’t believe what he said. A brief exchange occurred between the professor and the student in which the professor told him that was an inappropriate idea. And then the class went along as normal.

After class, no one discussed it–it was sort of surreal. Like a dream you think is real and then realize it was a dream (deep, Emily, deep). A few days later, I finally said to one of my group members, “Did that really happen?” The relieved look on her face said, “Thank God–I thought I lost my mind! That really DID happen.”

Grossosities

This morning I made a “fumble”. I forgot my wallet–and therefore my cash/debit cards/etc–and got all flustered and wound up sitting on a different car than usual with different people. Now, for any Metra riders, you know you get attached to your routine. The car I was in had too many people and I didn’t “know” them.

The guy I sat next to read his paper and I read my book. La la la. He disembarked at Clybourn, so I had to stand up and let him out of our seat. I sat back down and looked at where he had been sitting. He jammed his newspaper between the wall and the seat. And sitting on the floor was his old banana peal. EWW. What are people thinking??? What about the poor guy who has to clean up the car? And WHAT does this guy’s house look like!?

Anyway, I’m sure I will have more later.

Cheers!

Word of the Day:

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MANTRA:

1. Hinduism. A sacred verbal formula repeated in prayer, meditation, or incantation, such as an invocation of a god, a magic spell, or a syllable or portion of scripture containing mystical potentialities.

2. A commonly repeated word or phrase: “Today’s edutainment software comes shrink-wrapped in the magic mantra: ‘makes learning fun.’” (Clifford Stoll).

For those of you who read the previous post, you may have noticed that I used the word “mantra” in a sentence. After I posted, I realized that I wasn’t entirely sure what it meant. So here it is, mantra.

What’s your mantra?