Pick ONE from each pair that you think describes me the best & leave it in the comments. Obviously written by some sex-crazed person since 3 of the 19 questions are related to 53X! Hey if you don't know .. guess! :)
Feel free to copy this and post it in your own journal to see how your friends view you!
(similar to the Johari Window)
1. Dominant or submissive
2. Logical or intuitive
3. Social or loner
4. Kinky or vanilla
5. Cute or sophisticated
6. Kitten or puppy
7. Warm flannel sheets or sleek satin
8. Leader or follower
9. Quiet or talkative
10. Spontaneous or planned
11. Teddy bear or porcelain doll
12. Hiking or window shopping
13. Tequila or vodka
14. Top or bottom
15. Bare foot or shoes
16. Jeans or slacks
17. Tender or rough
18. Aware or dreamy
19. Nerd or geekCurrent Mood:  curious Current Music: The Supremes: Come See About Me |
I hate headaches.
I hate waking up to headaches even more.... but today's didn't start until about 1.75 hours into my 2 hour meeting block. Ick! Probably because I was getting more irritated by the second with the discussion around me. It was mostly 1) stuff I could have come up with on my own, 2) stuff I did come up with on my own, and 3) not nearly useful enough to the organization as we were all hoping.
Basically, we got a consultant from Corporate to come in and assist with a little "housecleaning" - stuff I had pushed for and been involved in - because he was all up on training and whatnot. So he talked to the people that I talked to 6 months ago about stuff I had already said was necessary. He didn't talk to the people that he should have talked to, me included, and was basically something I could have done for our organization (and done better, I might add). But since I'm not "certified", I got to meet with him for an hour and um.. that's about it. Nobody invited me to meetings with the contacts I already had created relationships with. Nobody shared with me the results from those meetings so I could put my input in - until the "wrap up" meeting. All these great ideas that someone else got to take credit for, yay.
And why didn't I say something, you might ask? The problem is that I did, but I guess it was too long ago, and I wasn't consulted after that.Current Mood:  irritated Current Music: Big Audio Dynamite II: The Globe |
I got this from Shellah. I thought I hadn't really lived, but I guess this little meme says otherwise ...or something! :) It seems to be written for the "younger crowd" (as evidenced by questions like "I have already had my 16th birthday." and the next question "I have already had my 17th birthday.", but it is something fun to do - and maybe get some conversation started! ("You did that???")
Directions:
1. Put numbers in the boxes instead of x's (example: 1, 2, 3, 4...) to make it easier to count at the end.
2. Repost as "I have lived through ___ of these 158 things."
Begin:
[1] I have read a lot of books.
[2] I have been on some sort of varsity team.
[3] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.
[4] I have been to Canada.
[ ] I have been to Europe.
[5] I have watched cartoons for hours.
[6] I have tripped UP the stairs.
[7] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.
[8] I have been snowboarding/skiing.
[9] I have played ping pong.
[10] I swam in the ocean.
[11] I have been on a whale watch.
[12] I have seen fireworks.
[13] I have seen a shooting star.
[14] I have seen a meteor shower.
[15] I have almost drowned.
[16] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.
[17] I have listened to one CD over and over and over again.
[18] I have had stitches.
[ ] I have had frostbite.
[ ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.
[19] I have stayed up 'til 2 doing homework/projects.
[20] I currently have a job.
[21] I have been ice skating.
[22] I have been roller blading.
[23] I have fallen flat on my face.
[24] I have tripped over my own two feet.
[25] I have been in a fist fight.
[26] I have played video games for more than 3 hours straight.
[27] I have watched the Power Rangers.
[ ] I attend Church regularly. (JM Note - I used to!)
[28] I have played truth or dare.
[29] I have already had my 16th birthday.
[30] I have already had my 17th birthday.
[31] I've called someone stupid.
[32] I've been in a verbal argument.
[33] I've cried in school.
[ ] I've played basketball on a team.
[ ] I've played baseball on a team.
[ ] I've played football on a team.
[34] I've played soccer on a team.
[ ] I've done cheerleading on a team.
[35] I've played softball on a team.
[36] I've played volleyball on a team.
[ ] I've played tennis on a team.
[37] I've been on a track or cross country team.
[38] I've been swimming more than 20 times in my life.
[ ] I've bungee jumped.
[ ] I've climbed a rock wall.
[39] I've lost more than $20.
[40] I've called myself an idiot.
[41] I've called someone else an idiot.
[42] I've cried myself to sleep.
[43] I've had (or have) pets.
[ ] I've owned a spice girls CD.
[ ] I've owned a Britney Spears CD.
[ ] I've owned an N*Sync CD.
[ ] I've owned a backstreet boys CD.
[44] I've mooned someone.
[45] I have sworn at someone of authority before.
[46] I've been in the newspaper.
[47] I've been on TV.
[48] I've been to Hawaii.
[49] I've eaten sushi.
[50] I've been on the other side of a waterfall.
[51] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.
[52] I've watched all the Harry Potter movies.
[53] I've watched all of the Rocky movies.
[54] I've watched the 3 stooges.
[ ] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick & Jessica.
[55] I've watched Looney Tunes.
[ ] I've been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.
[56] I've been called a geek.
[57] I've studied hard for a test and got a bad grade.
[58] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.
[ ] I've hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.
[ ] I've hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.
[59] I've met a celebrity/music artist.
[60] I've written poetry.
[ ] I've been arrested.
[61] I've been attracted to someone much older than me.
[62] I've been tickled till I've cried.
[63] I've tickled someone else until they cried.
[64] I've had/have siblings.
[65] I've been to a rock concert.
[66] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it.
[67] I've been in a play.
[ ] I've been picked last in gym class.
[ ] I've been picked first in gym class.
[68] I've been picked in that middle-range in gym class.
[69] I've cried in front of my friends.
[70] I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages
[ ] I've played Halo 2.
[ ] I've freaked out over a sports game.
[ ] I've been to Alaska.
[ ] I've been to China.
[ ] I've been to Spain.
[ ] I've been to Japan.
[71] I've had a fight with someone on AIM.
[72] I've had a fight with someone face-to-face.
[73] I've had serious conversations on any IM.
[74] I've forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.
[75] I've been forgiven.
[76] I've screamed at a scary movie.
[77] I've cried at a chick flick.
[78] I've watched a lot of action movies.
[79] I've screamed at the top of my lungs.
[ ] I've been to a rap concert.
[ ] I've been to a hip hop concert.
[80] I've lived in more than 2 houses.
[81] I've driven on the highway/been on the highway.
[82] I've driven more than 40 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 40 miles in a day.
[83] I've been in a car accident.
[ ] I've done drugs.
[84] I've been homesick.
[85] I've thrown up.
[86] I've puked on someone.
[87] I've been horseback riding.
[88] I've filled out more than 10 myspace/LJ surveys.
[89] I've spoken my mind in public.
[90] I've proved someone wrong.
[91] I've been proven wrong by someone.
[ ] I've broken a leg.
[92] I've broken an arm/fingers.
[93] I've fallen off a swing.
[94] I've swung on a swing for more than 30 minutes straight
[95] I've watched Winnie the Pooh movies.
[96] I've forgotten my backpack when I've gone to school.
[97] I've lost my backpack.
[98] I've come close to dying.
[99] I've seen someone die.
[100] I've known someone who has died.
[101] I've wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.
[102] I've done modeling.
[103] I've forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.
[104] I've taken something/someone for granted.
[105] I've realized how good my life is.
[106] I've counted my blessings.
[107] I've made fun of a classmate.
[108] I've been asked out by someone and I said no.
[109] I've slapped someone in the face.
[ ] I've been skateboarding.
[110] I've been backstabbed by someone I thought was a friend.
[111] I've lied to someone to their face.
[112] I've told a little white lie.
[113] I've taken a day off from school just so I don't go insane.
[114] I've fainted.
[ ] I've had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.
[115] I've pushed someone into a pool.
[116] I've been pushed into a pool.
[117] I've been/am in love.Current Mood:  bouncy Current Music: none |
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Reasons why you should never date someone 4+ years your junior:
yod (2:33:21 PM): did you know ice cube used to be an actual rapper?
Hello!?!? What's next? A query about Easy-E? Who NWA is? How you become a Public Enemy? AAAAHHHHH!!Current Mood:  crushed Current Music: Ludacris: Ho |
I started this blog with the intention of posting to it every day. Ha!
Then, I said... let's try at least once a week. Hm.
However, now I think I should post at least once a month - that I think I can manage! ;)
Well, it is the Tuesday after yet another lonely Mother's Day, and, unfortunately, that just isn't going to change until I have kids of my own, I don't think. I'm hoping that next year, I can get more stuff done and planned so that I can have the Mother's Day I want... but this year was a little too emotionally draining still. I want to celebrate my mother on Mother's Day. I thought about doing something on the day she died (3/3/04), and I may still, but so far not yet. I thought about doing it on her birthday, but again, that just is too sad a day to think about it. Birthdays are for celebrating being alive another year, and that just isn't true anymore.
What is the Mother's Day I want, you may ask? Well, I'd like to semi-recreate her memorial. She wanted her ashes spread in the American River, but we did a symbolic flower spreading instead. Since she was not buried, there is no tombstone to visit, so this is the next best thing. I would like to assemble some memorable foods that remind me of her, and prepare them for dinner. And I'd like to watch Wizard of Oz and her memorial video as well.
So... maybe next year.Current Mood:  nostalgic Current Music: Ringside: Tired of Being Sorry |
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Rain rain go away...
It has been raining here for nearly a month solid, and I'm just so tired of it. Yes, the area is green and all, but if the grass being green means rain 90% of the time, I'll just move to Virgina or something! Sheesh!
Make
it
stop!!!!!
Apr. 12th, 2006 @ 10:14 am
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Man, I'm bored. I don't know why. I mean, there are plenty of things to do - unpack, laundry, working on the 20-30 website, playing World of Warcraft, watching movies... but what I really want to do is.. I don't know. I guess that is the problem, eh? Once I figure that out, maybe I won't be so bored! *laughs*
Mar. 6th, 2006 @ 11:44 pm
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Moving is always stressful. My last big move was a nightmare and a half and my family swore they would never help me on a big move again. In addition, the late nights and hard work that goes into packing and physically moving boxes is not what I like doing with my time. So, moving day was fast approaching, and I swore that this would be different and much better, since I hired movers to do the “dirty work” for me. Smart, right? I thought so. I searched for moving companies and found one that gave me a quote of $225 for moving about 1500lbs of “stuff”. I was very happy that I would be able to move with a reasonable price tag and told everyone I knew about how wonderful this place was. I had 3 other people lined up to call once they knew how the actual move went.
I had a goal to pack 1-2 boxes per night for the month leading up to the move. Of course, that didn’t happen – partially due to my extremely hectic schedule at work and partially due to Yod and I being sick for the better part of February. Go-go Amoxicillin!! Saturday was spent in San Francisco for our belated Valentine’s Day event, and Sunday was spent doing some packing, but mostly relaxing since it was the first time in 3 weeks either of us felt semi-human. As a result, Monday night was when most of the packing was done. The movers were due to arrive between 8-10am on Tuesday, and I had a grand total of 5 hours of sleep over those last 2 days trying to get the rest of the apartment packed up. By Monday morning at 3am, it was perfect: stacks of boxes that were easily lifted on a hand truck (or dolly) and taken out to the moving vehicle and everything was ready for moving. The movers would need to break down the bed and computer desks, but that was it. Everything else was in a “ready to move” configuration, except the closets. I was told not to pack the closets since I would be given 8 wardrobe boxes to use free of charge for that express purpose.
Yod had to go to work that Tuesday (new job, not a good time to take a day off work) which meant I had to drive him at 6:30 so I could get home by 8am. I love traffic…. No, really. /eyeroll. So my day would be: drop Yod off at 7am, drive home, movers arrive 8-10am, estimated 3 hours for the total move, do some unpacking waiting for the cable guy to come to turn on service, pick up Yod from work at 3:30, then we’d return to the old place to finish moving the small things and cleaning and turn in the keys. Life would be happy! Of course, rarely do things go as planned.
I got a call at 8am from the movers saying that they wouldn’t arrive until noon. I wasn’t given a reason, but it was actually ok that they were late. It gave me a chance to take a nap and start cleaning the apartment (at least the parts I could get to with all the boxes lined up). I was also able to cram some other things into boxes that I was expecting to have to move myself, and eagerly anticipated their arrival at noon. At 1:30 I finally called the moving company to ask where my movers were. The receptionist was surprised since she had spoken to me before and knew that the move was scheduled in the morning. The fact that the office receptionist didn’t know where the movers were didn’t make me all that happy, but she got someone else on the phone that did know. He assured me that my movers would be there within “30 minutes”. I asked to make sure it would be OK to leave the movers to finish up since I had to get Yod from work and they were already very late. I was assured it would be fine to let them keep working unsupervised, so I thought all was well.
Finally, at 3:19 (an hour and 45 minutes later…), a large Penske moving van arrived at my complex. I was a bit panicked since it takes at least 45 minutes to get to work and Yod was already off work and waiting for me to arrive. In addition, our old complex’s office closed at 6pm and I was told I had to hand the keys to the office. There was no way I could move, clean, and turn in the keys by 6pm, so I was resigned to the fact that there was nothing I could really do at this point. Rock, meet Hard Place.
Resigned to paying an extra day on our old place, I discussed the scope of the job with the movers. I informed the driver that I was quoted for a 3-hour move. I was told that moving all my stuff (mind you, this was a 650 sq ft. 1br/1ba apartment with no dining room and barely any living room furniture, no dressers, and 2 desks w/chairs) would take much longer than 3 hours. I asked how much longer, and told him I only had enough for 4 hours. We were limited to $300 available until our next payday since we just had to pay nearly $2000 to the new place for deposit, pet deposit, and first month’s rent. He told me that they could compromise and move all the big things, but we would have to move all the small things. Moving “small things” in my Grand Am was not what I wanted to do, so I called my sister and was able to borrow another $150, and asked the driver if 6 hours would be enough. The driver said “yes”. I told him that the bedroom closet needed to be packed up, and showed him all the things that needed to be moved, then asked if there was anything else that he needed from me before I left. He said no.
I jumped in my car and took off to get Yod. The Traffic Gods must have been watching out for me since traffic was basically clear the whole way there. I got there in record time and picked up Yod at about 4:00. We had to stop at the new complex to get the keys and turn in our lease since they closed at 5:30. It took a little longer than expected since there were a couple pages of the lease that were wrong and had to be reprinted. Lease signed and keys in hand, we dropped off some of the things I had already packed in the car and went back to finish up the move. Once we got back to the old place, it was about 5:45pm and the movers were pretty much finished. All the big items and boxes were moved and the closet was packed up. I still had to do 2 closets myself, because I wasn’t able to use their boxes and my time to do them, but I figured it would all fit in my car.
We did some signatures on some paperwork and headed out to the new place. On arrival, the payment was due. It is 6:30pm or so, and I am exhausted, but we’re in the Home Stretch! Their policy is to get payment before they will unload the truck, so I quickly run to my sister’s apartment (we’re in the same complex now, yay!) and get the cash she is loaning me. Once I got back, we get down to business. But then, I nearly had a heart attack. It seems that while I was getting Yod, the movers (one was a skinny white guy and one was a skinny Mexican guy) decided to use 10 rolls of tape (remember, I had everything boxed up beforehand) and a bunch of boxes. I was told that he was giving me a break on the boxes since he forgot the metal bars for the wardrobe boxes in the other truck, but that he actually should have charged me a lot more for boxes. Oh yeah – the reason they were so late? Their truck broke down – twice – and they had to get a loaner, hence the Penske and the forgotten metal bars. The grand total was... get this... $667.95. An estimate of $225 for my move turns into $670?!?!? No Fucking Way.
I asked for a price breakdown. There was a $170 charge for packing (10 rolls of tape at $7/roll and 7 boxes), and the time of 6.5 hours at $75/hr. Um… “Well”, I tell him, “I don’t have that kind of cash. I told you at the beginning about my financials and never authorized you to use boxes or anything.” He told me that I somehow implied I would come up with the money and to just do whatever was necessary. I never, ever, ever said that. He said that if I had stuck around to supervise the move that this wouldn’t have happened. I was LIVID at this point and simply went Zarina on him. He was 6 hours late, making the time for everything I had planned be off. I was NOT the one at fault here, since his office even said it would be ok to let him work unsupervised. Had they showed up anywhere near when they promised, this would have never happened. He didn’t care; he wanted his money. I offered to replace the tape since I could get 10 rolls of packing tape at Wal-Mart for like $12. He said no. I offered to help unload, and he said that he would take 30 min off the time charge, but that was it. I said that this was highway robbery, and wouldn’t pay. He, of course, said that we could stand here arguing all night but that the clock would keep ticking and that he would halt the move. He didn’t have the authority to reduce the price, and it was pointless to stand here talking about it since anyone who had that authority had gone home already. Finally, I caved and asked my sister for another loan of $120 to make up the difference. My brother in law answered, and after a little bit of incredulous discussion all around, they said OK.
So, I started helping unload the truck. I noticed something disturbing. Well, two things. First, everything was wrapped about 12 times in tape. No surprise then on how they managed to use up 10 rolls. Second, we were hand-carrying boxes in ones and twos up stairs. Wait a minute, this is a professional moving company – where is the hand truck? The Mexican guy said that they forgot that on the old truck as well. Good freaking grief. No wonder it took them 3 hours to load the truck and estimate another 2.5 to unload!! Why should I have to pay for their incompetence? But, when you pay someone for their time AND materials, they are going to use up as much of both as possible unless they have a great work ethic. The Mexican guy did, but the white guy was a lazy mo’fo.
After about 15 minutes, my sister, brother in law, and nephew show up at our door, presumably to give us cash. Instead, she says that she isn’t going to give us money, and I should talk to the owner about this since I never authorized the packing charges and if this doesn’t get cleared up, then the sheriff will be called and they can figure it out. Good idea – glad she was thinking at this point! I tell the driver that I want to speak with someone who can authorize a credit for the move. He tells me that everyone has gone home (it is about 7pm at this point) and no one is available. I tell him that my sister is about to call the sheriff because what he is doing is extortion and I never authorized the charges that were pending. He says that is fine – but they will stop working and time will keep ticking. I tell him to get someone on the phone NOW. He says he can’t. I inform him that extortion is a felony and ask if this is really worth it. Miraculously, he is able to contact the owner or his boss or someone within minutes.
Now comes the fun part. The owner is insistent that 1) I should never expect movers at a set time, and 2) they should have never been left unsupervised. I told him that if they had been on time, they would not have been unsupervised and would have never used supplies that were not authorized. He says, “Well you saw the price sheet and signed before the move!” I said – NO I didn’t!! I saw NOTHING, and the driver said that everything was OK when I left! And the only reason I had to leave was to get my boyfriend from work since THEY were so late in arriving! The owner tells me that there is nothing he can do tonight, and that what I would need to do would be to pay the balance and call the 800-number in the morning to file a claim. I said fine – whatever. I tell my sister that is what needs to happen, and she says that she’ll put it all on her credit card, and for me to get the cash I paid them back. I tell the driver that I want the cash back so that my sister can put it all on her credit card, and he says no – he is going to rip up my credit card receipt and that I owe him 100% cash now. I refuse, obviously, since I am not going to be put in that position. I tell him to get the owner back on the phone.
The owner tells me that their policy is that people who say they will file a claim cannot use credit cards, and that I now owe 100% cash for the move. He also feeds me a line about credit cards getting picky about who pays for what. Sorry, owner-man, but you’re wrong and stop lying to me. I say, “Look, I am tapped out. I have NO available funds, nor does my sister. She is going to put the move on her credit card, and I will file a claim in the morning. I am TRYING to work with you here, but it is obvious that I can’t do anything else. I was told my move was going to be $225, and now it is $670. $170 of that was for items I never authorized, and I don’t know how a move estimate of $225 is reasonably expected to become triple that amount. I don’t know what to tell you, but my sister isn’t going to get you cash, and I have nothing available.” The owner asks for the driver back, and they say fine – they will give me a $120 credit on my move (the balance due) if I sign the receipt saying I won’t file a claim or chargeback to my credit card the amount I put on it. I say – fine… can we please just get this move done now?
So… The move ends up being $480, runs 7 hours long because of all the issues, and I even have to help unload the truck because the stupid movers forget the proper equipment, after being 6 hours late. But is that the end of the story? Of course not…
The old place still has to be cleaned and the keys turned in. I was told that I have to hand the keys to the apartment office by hand, so we leave work early the next day to get there by 6pm. Guess what… they close at 5:30 for some special reason. Now, I’m afraid I’m going to get hit with another day charge. In addition, I was completely wrong in my estimation of the items left and what would fit in my car. It ended up taking 2 cram-packed carloads the next evening, and we didn’t get home and done until 1am. So, I finally turned in our old keys on Friday, and the office lady said I could have just dropped them off in the drop box. Now, they lost my rent and notice to move out and they expect me to trust their drop box? Anyway, she was nice and did not charge me for time after the 1st. I sign the paperwork to let me leave, and now that Move from HELL is FINALLY done!!!!!
Now, the unpacking… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! I need a nap.
Lessons learned:
1) NEVER leave movers unattended
2) NEVER leave movers unattended EVER
3) If your professional moving service is 2 skinny guys and a rented truck, be afraid. If they don’t even have the proper equipment to do the move, run the other direction – FAST.
4) Being true to your convictions and arguing your case DOES work, regardless of what happens in (f)Lame Central
5) I need to be a lawyer
6) My sister is awesome. But I knew that. ;)
7) Yod and I now live in a kick-ass complex in 40% more space closer to work and Cool People!
8) I'm NEVER recommending this place for ANYTHING EVER, unless it is to go out of business.
Mar. 4th, 2006 @ 10:55 pm
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I don't know what it is with guys and cards. Some think that if they get a card, it means that they care. Others think that a card is just a stupid thing that Hallmark makes to suck money out of men to give to overly emotional and materialistic women. I guess it goes to intent...
Anyway, Yod split the difference. He made me a card. Of course, he spent more $$ on buying the crayons (yes, crayons), construction paper, glue, and scissors, but it is adowable. As a confirmed "cards are for dummies" person, it was a huge surprise!! And for our Valentine's Day "event", we're going to see Cats in San Francisco! Yay! Hopefully by then we'll be over The Ick (aka the cold that lasts 4-6 weeks).
Feb. 14th, 2006 @ 05:02 pm
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I don't often get a chance to "hang out" with my brother. That just has never been our relationship - the "hanging out" part. He's 5 years younger than I am, so growing up, I was out of the house by the time he was 13. While he was in college, I wasn't home, and Justin was starting to exert his control over me, so I really only saw my brother on holidays and special occasions. In addition, when we did get together as 'the kids', it has always been with my sister around. I spend a lot of time with Christan one on one, just not with Peter. The first time I have really done that was over Christmas, when I invited him over for Christmas breakfast and carpooled up to Dad's house with him.
Well, Peter is a very Cool Guy. A lot of girls choose boyfriends based on their fathers, but I find that I prefer those modeled after my brother. My brother is a mix of my parents (as I am), but he is a truly nice guy. While he enjoys being the center of attention, he's not a control freak. He's intelligent and funny, and I'm really glad he's my brother (in a non-incest way you sickos!).
I told Yod this once and have regretted it ever since. He just can't seem to "get it" and resents being compared to Peter, who he believes is a blow-hard and supreme jerk. I guess being an only child has made it so Yod just doesn't get the sibling relationship. It makes sense, but I can't seem to make him understand that it is a compliment and not something offensive.
So, Friday night I get a call from Peter inviting us over for dinner with his neighbors - a very nice couple about Peter's age. I was the oldest of all of them by at least 4 whole years *sob* but it was a lot of fun. Peter wanted to make buffalo burgers and we watched dodgeball - quite a fun evening! Hopefully once I get Yod trained and we get a kitchen table and real couch, we can start having some people over as well. Right now, though, it is not a good idea because there is nowhere to sit or socialize. It will be nice - the apartment complex Christan is in has a 2x2 available 3/1/06 so hopefully we can make it work. I might have to pay a little bit extra in this place - maybe set the move-out date for 3/2 vs. 2/28. We shall see!!
Jan. 22nd, 2006 @ 05:05 pm
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