"Remember, in a constitutional monarchy, the parliament has all the power. "

Cindy, to her 7 year old daugher who was stressed about going to a princess party.

A tribute to Jethro

I would like to take a moment to honor Jethro, who died under mysterious circumstances, but I don't want to point fingers.







For those who don't know, Jethro was the larger of two hermit crabs. Our official crustacian friends at New Roads. He leaves behind Backwards Lou, a ceramic sheep, and a now empty snail shell (which is for rent). Memorial services were held earlier this week in front of the building.

Sigh

Erin, do I get to see you TOMORROW???? unbelievable.

So, my friends, I saw Kirby, if you know what I mean, and he touched my arm. Now,I know that this has become an unhealthy 'obsession', but what the hell is he thinking? I don't know why I care. It's just stupid.

Also, I'm pretty sure a client is going to target me.

You thought YOU had a wierd weekend...

I went out to run some errands yesterday, and when I returned, Silja said someone had stopped by to see me.

A woman with two small children (4 and 6, Silja guessed) came to my door, and asked for me. Silja said I wasn't home, and the woman asked when I would return. Silja said she didn't know. The woman said she really needed to speak to me, and she was quite upset, and probably looking to beat me up, because I had been sleeping with her husband, and he and I aparently boned the previous evening.

That's right folks: I'm a homewrecker.

Silja assured her we had watched a movie the night before, and she must be confused. And how did she know I lived there? "My husband told me." She is looking for a Jessica who lives at my house, but is 25 and a poli-sci student.

Silja was sure she was not joking. She was sincerely upset. So, seeing as how I am the president of the BFC (booty free club), and she had my name, address, and approximate age correct, I suspect...

Actually, I have no idea. I don't know any married men with two children, and I'm sure I didn't sleep with 'em. So while I'm a bit sketched out (scared, you might say), my curiousity has the better of me.

Well, I'm off to Espanol! I'll keep everyone updated.

Oh my god

!!! It breaks my heart! My little heart, which is two sizes too small, is broken. BROKEN!!!

one more thing...

My sister sent me this address.

http://www.beedogs.com/index.htm

"the premier online repository for pictures of dogs in bee costumes."

Joni says 'I hope we can all fully appreciate this. '

Chickens

I get to see Erin this weekend! Well, next weekend, technically. Unfortunately, Amburr will not be there. In spirit, I suppose! The funny thing is that I'm writing about Erin and Amber (E and A, I like to use for shorthand) and they are probably the only two people who read my blog! And it makes no sense, because I'll probably talk to them on the phone before the next time they check my blog...

So I should expand! Last night Caitlin (C, for short) and I went to the Indigo District. We had so much fun! Met this dude who ditched his friends to talk with us the entire night. And while C made it competitive, I just thought it was fun.

The worst thing ever happened, though. We ordered french fries and they forgot to bring them to us. (I know!) And we reminded them twice (Calm down..) but they were getting busy. Very busy. (don't lose your cool!) FORtunately, we eventually got 'em. And guess what. They were free. What tastes better than free fries? (Erin, I don't even want to hear about it.)

So, it turns out I'm gonna be asexual again for a while. I decided that it's probably a good idea, because without a label, I get confused and then I consider doing things that are not good ideas. I just think it is good to know what you want and stick to it. Compromise is one thing- Settling is another.

:)

Ok, everyone. Just CALM DOWN.
Turns out the whole moving thing was just a joke. Ha ha!!!! funny!!!!

Now... are these photos gonna show up?

I'm terrible at this! How can I ever expect to draw a following of blog readers if I never post? I'll have to email both of you when I get around to it, because you'll have given up and quit checking.

Screw the sunny cheery shit. I can't sleep, I'm breaking out like a 13 year old, and I'm on my way to my death bed due to STRESS! Not only do I have to move in the next two weeks, I don't know where I'm going to move to, or whom I'll live with. I live in a haunted, chaotic house with two friends and a terrible unwelcome guest named anxiety, who just won't leave us alone. My personal matters are a joke- a pattern of bad choices and unreliable people, and to top if all off, the program director just left me a message on a saturday about the company credit card, from which I can only gather I screwed something up bad. And by bad, I mean in the ball park range of $3000.

Three thousand dollars.

Now, maybe I'm just being dramatic, but I'm pretty sure I feel a rash of kanker sores coming on.

On a lighter note, I ran into a friend from highschool at the saturday market today! It was great! A reminder that, in fact, there were a couple of people I liked in Stayton. Also, Caitlin is gonna email me an e-pic of myself to post on my myspace.