Monthly Archives: October 2002

The first:
A secret around your house might get out today, and will produce hilarious results. If there have been secrets regarding a love interest, you can be sure many more people will soon know the intimate details.
The second:
Some things are never obsolete. Take back your time. Your mission is to personalize.
The third:
If you’ve been thinking about taking lessons in one of the fine arts, dear Taurus, this is the day to get serious. Your mind is in just the right space to give you just what you need to fine tune your skills. An e-mail message or phone call from a close friend or lover could come sometime during the day, and an emotional conversation could follow. In the evening: Go out and have some fun.
I wish they could make up their minds and agree; it would help me out a lot.
Also wish I could decide which journal I am going to keep?
The Giants had better win tonight.
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did i mention how much I have job hunting…
seriously burned out.
nap time
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did I mention how much I have job hunting…
seriously burned out.
nap time
Current mood: drained
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I hate job hunting.
I hate going in to places, getting applications.
I really hate filling out those applications.
And if any of these places call me back, I will def hate the whole interview process.
And I have to do this again tomorrow.
**sigh**
Anyway, at least I had a really good workout. Got Mike away from his studying long enough to goto the gym. Now he is watching Panic Room.
I really need to start eating more regularly. This skipping most meals, while helping me to lose weight, is not good for me if I am going from store to store looking for a job.
I need to focus on building my muscles. All right, what I need to do is some crunches and sit ups to get rid of the last love handle. But I hate doing that stuff. And that whole using the ball thing just looks silly. Still, I goto get rid of the gut somehow.
At least my arms look decent; maybe it’s just the glare of the computer screen, but I like what I see.
OK. Time to fill out applications while watching Panic Room.
Current mood: refreshed
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I hate job hunting.
I hate going in to places, getting applications.
I really hate filling out those applications.
And if any of these places call me back, I will def hate the whole interview process.
And I have to do this again tomorrow.
**sigh**
Anyway, at least I had a really good workout. Got Mike away from his studying long enough to goto the gym. Now he is watching Panic Room.
I really need to start eating more regularly. This skipping most meals, while helping me to lose weight, is not good for me if I am going from store to store looking for a job.
I need to focus on building my muscles. All right, what I need to do is some crunches and sit-ups to get rid of the last love handle. But I hate doing that stuff. And that whole using the ball thing just looks silly. Still, I goto get rid of the gut somehow.
At least my arms look decent; maybe it’s just the glare of the computer screen, but I like what I see.
OK. Time to fill out applications while watching Panic Room.
Current mood: refreshed
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**looks around**
Looks a little better. Still need to play around a bit.
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I love typing out the long, epic, journal entry. You know, the one where you answer those deep and philisophical questions or solve those mysteries of the universe, like why if you put in a pair of socks into the dryer, only one will come out. Anyway, I love typing those 20 pages thesis entries out just to have you computer crash, esp a computer like an Apple IMac, that is suppose to be crash proof, and you loose everything.
**yawn** I am ready to go home now
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**looks around**
Well, at least this one is familiar.
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So we go back to Mew/Eric’s friend Joe’s house. Joe is some kind of computer programmer and has a house a couple of blocks away from the beach. And what a house it is. It was originally a 3-bedroom house, but once he bought it, he added extra two floors to it. So above the living room on the second floor is an extra bedroom and a playroom for the kids and a playroom for the adults. And then on the roof is the Jacuzzi. It was a sweet house; I was very impressed.
So we stayed they for a couple of hours just chilling and stuff. It was nice, but I was expecting us to go out dancing or something. Anyway, we left at midnight and headed home since we all were flying out the next day (Mew was flying out to Denver a couple of hours after us.) While we were driving home, we passed this Hassidic Jew looking guy in a SUV. So I roll my window down and get him to roll down his window to tell him about the FDM. Mew yells at us and tell us not to talk to “the yeti” next to us. Well, that started the whole yeti joke that ran all night long. We got the O.G. original yeti, sista yeti (Hey!), sexymotherfucker yeti, grumpy yeti, Scandinavian yeti, and the blue, underwater yeti. That last yeti happened to be The Chad, who we called at 2am to let him know of his status. That’s what you get for feeding the kids sugar before they goto sleep.
So Sunday, we wake up and pack up and head out to the airport. We are at the airport for awhile when this guy comes with his ugly ass dog, Cessel. I mean, this mutt was UGLY…but of course all the women in the terminal thought that Cessel was the cutest thing ever. And when he started to drag his face on the carpet, well, that confirmed his cuteness.
And to top off the weekend, we met Ricki Lake and her family at the airport. She has some cute kids, Milo and Owen. Man, I should have took a picture of her kids and the dog, it would have been a good picture. And Ricki looked pretty good in person. She was kinda cautious, but friendly.
That was pretty much the trip. It reads badly, partly cause I think that I am just tired and sore from yesterday. And I still need to talk about FDM. **sigh** It’s been a blah day at work. Just a blah day in general.
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So we go back to Mew/Eric’s friend Joe’s house. Joe is some kind of computer programmer and has a house a couple of blocks away from the beach. And what a house it is. It was originally a 3-bedroom house, but once he bought it, he added extra two floors to it. So above the living room on the second floor is an extra bedroom and a playroom for the kids and a playroom for the adults. And then on the roof is the Jacuzzi. It was a sweet house; I was very impressed.
So we stayed they for a couple of hours just chilling and stuff. It was nice, but I was expecting us to go out dancing or something. Anyway, we left at midnight and headed home since we all were flying out the next day (Mew was flying out to Denver a couple of hours after us.) While we were driving home, we passed this Hassidic Jew looking guy in a SUV. So I roll my window down and get him to roll down his window to tell him about the FDM. Mew yells at us and tell us not to talk to “the yeti” next to us. Well, that started the whole yeti joke that ran all night long. We got the O.G. original yeti, sista yeti (Hey!), sexymotherfucker yeti, grumpy yeti, Scandinavian yeti, and the blue, underwater yeti. That last yeti happened to be The Chad, who we called at 2am to let him know of his status. That’s what you get for feeding the kids sugar before they goto sleep.
So Sunday, we wake up and pack up and head out to the airport. We are at the airport for awhile when this guy comes with his ugly ass dog, Cessel. I mean, this mutt was UGLY…but of course all the women in the terminal thought that Cessel was the cutest thing ever. And when he started to drag his face on the carpet, well, that confirmed his cuteness.
And to top off the weekend, we met Ricki Lake and her family at the airport. She has some cute kids, Milo and Owen. Man, I should have took a picture of her kids and the dog, it would have been a good picture. And Ricki looked pretty good in person. She was kinda cautious, but friendly.
That was pretty much the trip. It reads badly, partly cause I think that I am just tired and sore from yesterday. And I still need to talk about FDM. **sigh** It’s been a blah day at work. Just a blah day in general.
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