31 DEC 2002 - 10.22a
happy new year, everybody! thanks to each and every one of you for making this year... um, special. yeah, special. it's been a special year.

be safe tonight!

30 DEC 2002 - 10.25p
now the moment you've all been waiting for... i proudly present naked o'malley's top ten photos of 2002!

in the ten spot, i have chosen a lovely picture of britt from spoon tuning his guitar. not exciting or funny, just a good picture, i think.

ninth place goes to my tattoo. i picked this picture over the better, clearer ones (this is actually a reflection in the mirror that i took myself) because you can see the nasty bruise/scratch that i received from a horrible accident just days before going under the needle. yes, the horrible accident did indeed involve a lawn chair. i don't want to say anymore. it's too painful to discuss, as it looks like i'm going to have a pretty permanent reminder of the incident (and no, it's not the tattoo).

coming in eighth, i chose this gem. i really didn't think my top ten would be complete without a battle royale picture. i totally forgot about this one, and looking back through my archives, it made me laugh.

the award for seventh goes to a pretty classic shot of ed in a cage. i have no idea how or why this happened, but it was pretty fucking amusing at the time.

this is number six... not so much for the quality or content of the picture, but moreso for the story that accompanies it. if you don't know, feel free to ask. i put this in here because it is a reminder of the completely insane things that sometimes happen to me.

fifth place goes to a photo from my birthday party... you know, the part of the party where i was actually sober. this was taken probably mere moments before i lost all ability to function like a normal human being. that's becky and i taking out some trash before visitors began to arrive... we actually left the confines of lacey's condo dressed like that. now that i think about it, i'm pretty sure i went to the liquor store dressed like that. what was i thinking?

number four is a slightly posed shot, but i like it just the same. i took this walking back to the car following the guided by voices show at case this summer. the idea behind the photo is that the guy with lacey is all happy because he's with a cool girl. the guy on the right is his friend and he's all bummed because he's not with a cool girl. or something like that.

starting off the top three, we have a photo from the above mentioned gbv show. it was hard to pick one that i liked best from this group of pictures, so i just went with this one just because bob is drinking. on a slightly more meaningful note, if it weren't for these pictures, i might not have a boyfriend right now... so there's much sentiment involved with them. and of course, we all know that if i did not have tony, this (along with several other pictures i took that night) picture would not be on gbv.com.

second best for 2002 is a reminder for why you should never, ever pass out at your own birthday party... something like this could happen. yikes!

and i'm sure a lot of you have already guessed this... but the number one naked o'malley photo goes to one of my all time personal favorite photographs. there is nothing more majestic than brand new converse hanging from a telephone wire.

30 DEC 2002 - 11.58
i guess i had a busy weekend. friday night tony and i exchanged gifts... he was very, very good to me. i got way more than i could have hoped for... a milkshake maker, too! that was a really cool gift. and even the clothes he got me were good. very impressive. i could sit here and list everything... but that would be too much. i did get a few cd's... including vincent gallo, tobin sprout's eyesinweasel, and the pavement slanted and enchanted reissue. tony really went above and beyond. yes, it was a very memorable christmas.

saturday night... i don't remember what we did... i think just hung around and got all sleepy and stuff. i worked all day saturday, had two horses to ride, too. i was pretty much beat.

i had yesterday off. picked up my mom at the airport. i guess my sister's baby is home and dong well. we had a brief lunch, then i went riding. jumped the newt a bit with steph and manassas. i found out she's leaving for florida this week, and i was totally unprepared to hear that (and if i was unprepared, i really, really hate to think how she's feeling right now!!!). i don't want her to go... but i will definitely call her a lot, and maybe even go down there for a visit when i can't handle the yuckiness of ohio winter weather in march.

last night i went to tony's... that was cool. we watched "watch me jumpstart" and things were good. went for a good walk, and then victoria (i used to work with her) called me to see what i was up to. we talked a bit, she was happy to hear about tony and all that kind of good stuff. i agreed to meet her at a bar later that night so we could have a beer and talk and catch up. it's been at least six months since we last talked.

tony was debating whether or not he should join us. i would've loved for victoria to meet him. she would have loved him, for sure. but knowing that tony would want to be at work early this morning and would want to be untired and stuff (especially considering we've got the long drive to indianapolis on tuesday), i didn't think it would be such a big deal if he DIDN'T go. he debated going for quite a bit, figured he'd stay an hour and then leave... told me i needed to be more forceful and that i should tell him to stay home... so a bit later, i jokingly told him he was grounded. i mean, i don't know how seriously a girl can tell her 27 year old boyfriend that he's grounded. i left, went out with victoria.

we had a good time... a lot of catching up, gossping about work, etc. we drank and despite the really bad white trash karaoke goign on, we had fun. she sang one of the very last songs, and we left as they were shutting down. we're probably both hoarse today, having to shout over really bad, loud versions of country songs. fun, nonetheless. exciting to tell her about tony and the story of how we met. that always makes me happy.

so, i left feeling pretty good. went to bed, slept in. and here i am. i'm looking so forward to gbv TOMORROW NIGHT!!!!! crazy how fast that got here. i'm very, very excited to be going with tony.

[now playing: eyesinweasel - 'wrinkled thoughts']

27 DEC 2002 - 10.40a
i have no idea what i would do without a tv right next to my computer. right now, on the maury show, the topic is "are they jingle boys... or jingle belles?" if you're missing this, you're missing out.

what's with the "celebrity" endorsements for tri-c? (a commercial just came on)

i feel like i'm censoring myself. i hate that.

not much going on today. i'm making a run to the tack store to pick up some supplement for the newt. then riding. then tony and i are exchanging gifts. i found another baby horse that i'm a little interested in, so i might make the phone call on it today. i'm going to begin working on my top ten pictures of the year... if you have any suggestions, let me know. feel free to look through the archives.

that's it.

26 DEC 2002 - 12.23a
tony ended up coming over. it was nice... i was happy he showed up here. i gave him the sifl and olly VCDs and he was thrilled. actually, the word "thrilled" probably doesn't do any justice. thanks, lacey. you rule.

i forgot to mention that ticketmaster did get in touch with me. they CALLED. it was funny. i can get my five dollars back if i want, but i don't really care. i'd have to send the tickets back... it just seems like a hassle. i might send them a piece of poo instead, with a note that reads, "thanks for nothing, fuckers!"

i have to work a long day tomorrow. weeeeeeee.

25 DEC 2002 - 6.43p
no lacey tonight, either. it's all good, though... i'm sure she needed to get back home in one piece. i am skipping the barn today. i feel horrible about that, especially since i totally rushed there yesterday... but i just don't feel like venturing into the outside world.

i did take a pretty decent nap, though... but had more really weird dreams. i vaguely remember one where i took my mom to the airport in her truck (like i did prior to napping) and when i pulled into the driveway, my car was gone. moment of panic, then i woke up and realized i'd been dreaming. gah, i hate that.

25 DEC 2002 - 3.01p
yeah, i'm totally bummed. tony called earlier and said he wasn't coming here tonight.

if it weren't for lacey, i'd likely be spending my holiday alone. i know i said it wasn't a big deal before... and it probably isn't... but i just feel sad about it because i hardly got to spend any time with my mom. and we went to see my grandma at the home earlier... my mom said something to grandma about going to see the baby... and grandma said, "james edward" (very impressive that she remembered)... then she said, "poor grandpa" and started to cry. it was the first time my grandma has cried about the death of my grandpa.

i'll probably go riding soon, i guess. i'll call lacey first and see where she's at with her family.

25 DEC 2002 - 10.40a
there must be something about the italian christmas eve or the food or something that gave me nightmares. i had the most vivid dream that lacey killed married john. i mean, she told me about it and stuff and it was in the paper, and i was scared for her, yeah... but after he'd been dead for like three days, it occurred to me that the cops were probably going to blame me for the death, and i contemplated turning her in. then i woke up because she called.

christmas eve was fine. yeah, it was good. tony's family is cool and stuff. i was very, very tired and not feeling quite tip top and i sincerely hope his family realizes that i am not quite that lifeless on a normal day. i spent a lot of time missing my mom and her family. yes, the meda christmas was nice and all, but it wasn't my family. and there were no mashed potatoes. but i guess mashed potatoes don't really go with fish. or pasta. i did feel very welcome and his family showered me with many unexpected gifts. it was very touching.

i came home and talked to my mom for a long time. then figuring i'd want to sleep in this morning, she suggested we open gifts. so we did... i had maybe four presents (all of my horse-related presents were not surprises and have been in use for weeks)... she got me the usual gap gift card with a lot of money on it (weeeeee!). and a red cell phone cover (now i can be all ghetto). and walkie talkies!!!!!! how crazy is that? i didn't ask for walkie talkies. apparently she got them for horse shows... it was a great and practical idea for that, yeah, but i can only imagine the fun i will have with them and my friends.

my mom also got me all the episodes of get a life on dvd, but they haven't come yet. that's that old chris elliot show, if you weren't hip enough to know that. i think this might have been more a gift for herself than for me, but i do talk about "zoo animals on wheels" a lot. well, maybe not that much, but it has come up a few times.

so, then i went to bed... had that bizarre dream... then lacey called and woke me up and we talked and here i am. my mom's flight to virginia leaves at three. that's about it, i guess.

have a merry christmas.

24 DEC 2002 - 12.00a
forget having lunch... going for walks is where it's at.

tonight my best friend got a tattoo on the inside of her mouth that reads "i (heart) teeth"... yes, yes... we know that pictures of her tattoos are long overdue, so the second i see her next, i am going to fire up the camera. the potential chuckle that her dental surgeon will have next month when she has her wisdom teeth removed just occurred to me. now i can't stop laughing.

i mean, think about it... you're a dentist, and you see "i love teeth" tattooed inside somebody's lip. that's got to give you a cozy feeling to say the least.

paul cox has yet to purchase my christmas gift. mr. cox has my name in our little gift exchange... he's known about this for well over a month. i gave him suggestions of things i might want (porn) and what am i getting? looks like nothing. thanks, cox. i'll remember this.

this is way too late for me to be awake. i really should be resting, but i have a "short day" tomorrow... five hours of work, a couple hours of newt... then the christmas festivities at the meda household.

have a lovely holiday, everybody.

23 DEC 2002 - 4.52p
i am completely exhausted... but my body is in this state of constant motion or something, so even though i am terribly tired, i want to go, go, go. i have to wait a bit before i head off to the barn, but i feel like i should be going right now, this moment, just because i'm not used to sitting and doing nothing.

but on the other hand, i'm afraid that if i stay stationary for too long, i'm going to fall asleep.

the weekend absolutely flew by in a blur. lacey enjoyed her gifts, and that made me happy. i'm enjoying her gift to me, as well, because she bought me a box of godiva truffles. i can't get enough truffles.

tomorrow i am going to tony's parents for christmas eve. this will be the first time ever celebrating christmas with someone else's family. am i nervous? not really. it seems like a huge step or whatever in my relationship with him... but i'm comfortable with it. so, that's good. i will be missing my family's own christmas thing... i'm a little bummed about that, but i'm looking forward to something different and being with tony and all that mush.

i've been sitting here for five minutes. when i first sat, i was all about go, go, go. now i'm contemplating a nap. no naps, though. no, no, no.

23 DEC 2002 - 7.23a
no time to update! so much work, so much running around. i think my battery is dying. i would give anything for a nap at some point today. it's not going to happen.

ed's birthday was yesterday. happy birthday, ed!!! hmm. i don't know what else. more later, i guess. time to get ready for work.

20 DEC 2002 - 11.03a
OH YEAH! i forgot to talk about how tony met my mom. we picked her up at the airport, and she commented on how clean tony's car is (compared to mine). tony got out and put her bags in the trunk. it was fun. i think the meeting went well. my mom told tony that she's not mean.

20 DEC 2002 - 10.59a
tony wears the same shirt to every gbv show (except he wasn't wearing it when he met me). i asked him if i could maybe wear it to a gbv show sometime and he said no. little does he know that while he was in the shower this morning, i went through his things and swiped said shirt. i bet he'll be surprised when i pull it out on new year's eve to wear.

i'm going to get my haircut in a few minutes. so, yeah. i'll write more later. maybe.

19 DEC 2002 - 12.26a
gah! what a night at work! i've only been home long enough to enjoy about half of a really bad domestic beer. i went into work a little frazzled, but left feeling pretty much okay... mostly thanks to a phone call from my boyfriend. he likes me a whole lot and i like him a whole lot, too.

i haven't heard back from ticketmaster yet. so i will email them again. i'm not going to stop until i get some sort of reply from the assholes. tony explained to me how i got ripped off (something about the show being changed to 21 and over at some point after the tickets went on sale), but i still don't care. it's probably not even ticketmaster's fault... i bet the venue or the promoter could be blamed. but fuck it... someone's giving me five dollars or buying me a drink or arranging it so bob pollard walks me down the aisle when i get married.

i think tony's going to meet my mom tomorrow. that's pretty exciting, no?

18 DEC 2002 - 5.17p
today has been one of the most emotionally and mentally exhausting days i have had in a long time. i don't care to discuss it here... it's just one of those things. i really try to do the right thing, and then when it turns out not at all the way i ever imagined it would turn out, it completely sucks.

i'm tired. i have to work until eleven again tonight. i'll be happy when the holiday is over.

[now playing: the afghan whigs - 'gentlemen']

18 DEC 2002 - 1.10a
i'm not sleepy yet (too much nap!)... so, i decided to write a letter to santa (you can write one, too... go here!):

Dear Santa,

I have been a good girl.

It really wasn't my fault what happened at lacey's Christmas party. It was tony who spiked the punch with too much vodka. I can't help it if I drank 27 glasses. It was so good---smelled and tasted just like salmon.

I thought it was funny when I put PAUL COX!'s hoodie on my head and danced the lambada on the couch while singing `my valuable hunting knife'. I didn't mean to break lacey's blender and don't know why lacey would sue me for arson.

I don't remember calling john's wife a smelly llama---even though she looked like one with plaid eye shadow and silver lipstick!

And when I threw up on tricia's husband's nose, it was only because I ate too much of that shrimp cocktail.

After all that fun, I admit I was a little tired. So I fell asleep on my way home and drove my bus through my neighbor's dining room. I don't think that was any reason for my neighbor to call me a stubby cow and have me arrested for grand theft auto!

So, Santa...here I sit in my jail cell on Christmas Eve, all sneaky and mean. And I'm really not to blame for any of this smart stuff. Please bring me what I want the most---bail money!

Sincerely and sleepily yours,
meg (Really a nice girl!)

P.S. It's only three bucks!

17 DEC 2002 - 11.35p
grr. i hate ticketmaster. today i found out that guided by voices are playing in chicago next month. cool. it's on a friday, so it's a possibility that tony and i might actually be able to go. i got home from tony's a little while ago (yes, we watched that 24 show again) and i figured i'd look to see if ticketmaster had any info on the gbv show. they did (not much, tickets are on sale this weekend) and then i just looked at info for the new year's eve show again. imagine my surprise when tickets are two dollars and fifty cents cheaper than they were when i bought them. what the fuck? i mean, i don't care. i'm not cheap, but i hate ticketmaster. they have all those stupid "convenience" charges... the last thing i want to do is give them an extra five dollars of my money. so, i sent them an email which was pretty scathing regarding this five dollars that they will be refunding to me. yeah, five dollars, shmive dollars. i couldn't care less about that. it's just the fact that it's ticketmaster. fuck them.

anyhow. i shopped with steph all day... found a good gift for my mom and bought it. steph did pretty much all of her shopping in one major sweep... impressive, and she did a stellar job. we had lunch and it was a good time, as always.

i went to the barn after that, then came home. i called tony, talked to him for a bit and once off the phone, i fell asleep. sound asleep. i was supposed to shower and go to his place. but i was sleeping. i woke up, in a complete panic (kind of like paul h's infamous "FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!" when he wakes up for work late... but a lot less dramatic than that!) and called tony who seemed a little... um... unhappy that i fell asleep. you see, i am not feeling tip top... i'm not sick like last week, but this shitty cold/sickness is still lingering. i've had a busy few days, a late night last night. my bed was cozy, my dog was snuggly. i figured i'd lie there for a minute or two and... zzzzzzzzzz. that was the end of that. so, i woke up, called tony and made my way to his apartment, watched the show and things are good.

i have to clean and do dishes and stuff. i don't want to. but since i took my nap earlier, now is as good of a time as any to get that stuff done.

17 DEC 2002 - 12.27a
my boyfriend looks forward to reading my blog on mondays when he gets to work a little early. he likes reading about what we did over the weekend and stuff. imagine his disappointment (feel free to read about it in the entry below) when i didn't feel like writing much this weekend. poor tony.

but his email (again, see below) spurred me. i worked friday night, had a grand time... and a three thousand dollar sale. boy, that was great!! then i came home, and tony came over. we were tired. we went to bed. now, let me preface this by saying i have slept with my dog in my bed (that is, when i sleep at home... or places where my dog happens to be with me) for almost five years. i like my dog. i don't like sleeping with five hundred layers of blankets because i feel suffocated... and my dog provides much warmth. i think of her as a spotted space heater for my own personal use. well, tony is weirded out by sharing the bed with the dog. he vocalized this, probably even before he came over. i shrugged it off. i've known my dog a lot longer than i've known tony. i figured that if he had a problem with it, he could just sleep on the couch.

well, friday night, we went to bed... ended up getting up a few hours later (tony vs. phoebe) and went grocery shopping for supplies for our christmas baking (for the second of two parties we were attending the following day). we came home, slept, tony woke up complaining of dog and soreness and other things. we made cupcakes (well, tony made them) and then things were good (great!). tony went home, i went riding, i had a good ride. i came home, tony came over, and we started the christmas party circuit.

first stop was my friend tricia's... she's a sweet lady, a little strange, but she has been so nice to me. she's fifty-four years old and she's just really nice to talk to about things like boys because i can be really honest with her and she is very unbiased. she liked tony (today she told me she thought he was really, really nice and called him "bright." she gave him the thumbs up approval.) and must have really liked him a lot, as she kissed him on the lips to get her husband jealous. that was the best part of her party.

then we were off to the barn christmas party. it was a good time. we drank, tony ate a lot of brownies. chrissy interviewed tony, asking him if he could make balloon animals... what a random question... but oddly enough, tony can make balloon animals. funny. chrissy was entertaining. she wrote prayers for everyone and left prayer voice mails for a lot of people. she's a goof.

after the timberlane party, we came back to my house and went to bed. tony bitched about my dog. he turned his back to me, so i turned my back to him and snuggled with my personal spotted space heater instead. at some point, he woke up grumbling and complaining, so he went out to the living room and slept on the couch. i tried to join him, but didn't feel welcome. i had a while before i had to be up for work, so i shrugged and went back to my bed (with phoebe) and got a little more sleep. so, i suppose that explains how my dog takes priority over someone i get to sleep in the same bed with maybe two times a week (see email below).

i went to work, and went riding (another great ride), then over to tony's later that night. we watched amelie and i thought it was cute. didn't love it, probably will never see it again, but it was cute... for sure. very happy film. i was all swoony with tony (regardless of the movie) even despite his extreme dislike of my lovely canine daughter. i hope someday they are able to settle their differences. i think tony is sweller than swell, and phoebe... well, she's the greatest dog in the world. it would be great if tony and pheebs could compromise. i'd love for tony to be able to stay here again this week (although i guess i am staying there thursday night... but who knows about the weekend... with me working insanely and all), but i highly doubt he will want to... our couches suck.

i think that's about it. i hope this entry made tony's tuesday at work a little more enjoyable. he rules and i am happy he is my biggest fan. naked o'malley, over and out...

16 DEC 2002 - 5.23p
i got an email from my biggest fan wondering why i've had nothing at all to say about a pretty good, busy weekend. here's the email:

nothing like walking in on a monday
and going to website
pleasant reminders of the things done over the missed days
but today it is different
no mention of grocery shopping
no mention of brownies
no mention of awesome lunch
no mention of parties
or being kissed by 54 yr old women
no mention of the prayer giver
or the girl who does backflips
no mention of sleeping on the couch
and a dog taking priority over someone who gets 2 nights a week at best
no mention of good rides, 3000 in sales, or movie watching...
what gives?

i'm just lazy. that's what gives.

but for all of you that are curious, perhaps i will be more creative and willing to write later on after work. much later on. i work until eleven tonight. gah.

16 DEC 2002 - 12.56p
it has just been brought to my attention that randy johnson is in the commercial i linked to below. i had no idea that was him, and if i had known it was him, i would have not praised the commercial, regardless of the flaming lips and dancing bunnies. excuse me while i vomit now. randy johnson is gross.

16 DEC 2002 - 12.40p
i finally just saw the hp commercial with the flaming lips. i didn't see it on tv, because that would have been way too easy. i saw it here. it's neat.

my sister's baby is doing better, thanks to everyone for asking. he is breathing on his own now, and i guess that after he starts eating (i'm assuming he has some sort of feeding tube now), he can go home. could be as soon as thursday.

i just don't have the energy for a long blog entry even though i probably really should be doing one.

15 DEC 2002 - 3.47p
i'm feeling a little flat... not in the way a pancake or a sting ray feels flat... but just kind of blah flat. probably still recovering from my sickness/busy weekend or whatever, but it doesn't matter. flat is flat. good news, though... as i'm typing this, santa is going down my street spreading christmas joy. fuck yeah.

13 DEC 2002 - 9.27a
my sister's baby is not doing well. my mom just called and said he is having problems breathing. they have named him james edward. they are all very, very upset.

my final was tough, but the semester is over.

13 DEC 2002 - 7.01a
good morning. i guess my sister had another boy. another boy. gah, my poor mom. she wanted to be a grandma to a girl. oh well, that's what phoebe is for, i guess.

last night i went to tony's and watched a high school basketball game with some superstar freak of a kid from akron named lebron james. i don't like basketball. tony doesn't either, but he's a big fan of this kid. i like tony, therefore i watched basketball. actually, it was more like me being super zoned out in front of the tv. but i like tony.

we found out the black keys are opening for gbv on new year's. that's pretty cool.

my advertising final is today at 8:30. i probably should have studied more, but i don't care. i just want to get it over with. then maybe i'll come home and try to take a nap. woo! end of the semester!

12 DEC 2002 - 6.11p
i'd like to add quickly that when i said i met tony for lunch today, we really had lunch... as in, went to a restaurant and ate food. i wasn't talking about the other lunch.

12 DEC 2002 - 1.49p
i guess my sister is about to have her second child. crazy. it's like a month early and stuff. my mom just told me she was heading to richmond following a conference call.

i went to school this morning and sold two out of three of my books. made a whopping forty bucks which excited me. the third book they wouldn't take back... sucks. then i went and shopped at coventry, finishing up gifts for msp. i met tony in solon for lunch after that... i had soup and tony was horribly mean to me. except for when he held my hand (i hope he washed his hands when he got back to work... i'd probably coughed in my hand a dozen or more times since they were last washed) and gave me a small kiss (as not to spread sick germs). he wasn't really mean. i think he was just having fun with me, but it wasn't fun because i am sick. sick!

cough, cough.

[now playing: bedhead - 'beheaded']

12 DEC 2002 - 7.41a
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to SHELLEY PRINCESS!!!

i'm feeling slightly better today, although breathing is a bit more difficult. and i can't sleep... which explains why i am awake at this hour when i don't have to be. i want to whine... and i guess i sort of am.

10 DEC 2002 - 11.25p
three weeks from now, i will be in indianapolis with tony and guided by voices. that fucking rules.

and i don't know who i'm trying to kid... i'm sick. i just took some cold drugs, and i'm really looking forward to them knocking me out.

went to tony's tonight to watch that show. tonight was probably the best one i've seen so far (this is four in a row, in case you weren't keeping track). i wasn't really paying attention the last two weeks, though. so maybe those were better. who knows. anyhow... as i was walking out of tony's and walking down all those stairs, i started wondering how many times i'd walked down the stairs when my phone rang. it was tony, who apparently just called to sing "my valuable hunting knife" to me. silly. if you didn't already know, i'm changing my last name to "hunting knife" as on one of the gbv setlists on tony's wall, it has the song listed as "m.v. hunting knife." my first and middle initial just so happen to be m.v. so it works out well. i don't know how to make the "naked" fit into this whole scheme, but i'm sure we can figure that out later.

[now playing: sportsguitar - 'married, 3 kids']

10 DEC 2002 - 5.10p
i've been fighting getting sick for the last couple of days... it started with a headache/congested/sinusy thing and even though i felt improvement yesterday, today my lungs feel heavy and i have an icky cough. i am trying not to cough because it hurts.

despite the cough, i am happy today. i never came down from my silly, swoony state yesterday... in fact, it just got better today. i thought of the perfect birthday gift for my mom (her birthday is tomorrow) and was really lucky enough to find it. then i had a great ride on the newt...

i am fairly certain we will be showing next year (yay!) and we'll begin jumping regularly soon. i haven't jumped since the little bit we did thanksgiving day... and as soon as i find a day where it's quiet and i feel like lugging the jumps around, we'll do a little more. i might take a few lessons in january to get us going again... it would be helpful to receive some criticism from the ground. i'm not riding as well as i was two years ago and i'd like to get newt started back to his "real job" the right way.

after riding, i came home and emailed tony for a bit. good stuff there. then i studied for my bio exam, which i just took. it sucked ass, but i knew my shit on kidneys... and the reproductive system... and the sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous systems. unfortunately, that's not all that was covered... i was clueless regarding the rest.

one little make-up quiz for bio lab tomorrow... and then the advertising exam on friday. i will be so happy when this semester is over.

[now playing: the shins - 'oh, inverted world']

09 DEC 2002 - 11.47p
okay... this is a little late... but here's a picture of phoebe and winnie from david's visit last month. they were great together... i'm sure they would be the best of friends if they lived in the same city.

now these are a little late, too... but this was from thanksgiving at brett's. brett did a great job with the meal... he made lots and lots and lots of food. and rolls. oh, and he made gravy, too. ezra especially enjoyed the gravy. it was also good to see ezra let his hair down a little for the holiday.

here's lacey doing her best impression of a photograph of me. i know, if it weren't for the glasses, you'd all think it was me. but it's not, i swear.

we had some issues with the pie... so we had ice cream instead. we also had a lot of reddi whip left over due to lack of pie... so lacey decided to get a little "creative" with it. she really wanted to put it on ezra's nipples (in front of everybody!), and at first, he was a little resistant. but eventually he gave in. who would have ever guessed he's lactose intolerant!!! in fact, i think he might have enjoyed it a bit. luckily, his girlfriend appreciates the things he goes through for her (i.e. public humiliation).

the end of thanksgiving. i can't wait until next year.

09 DEC 2002 - 11.05p
just got home from tony's. i had so much fun today and it has left me in a very silly, swoony state. tonight we watched rock and roll gymnastics from 1997... and we laughed and laughed. really nice. it goes without saying that i will see tony tomorrow for his soap opera.

i think i'm finally going to unload the thanksgiving pictures from my camera now.

09 DEC 2002 - 6.42p
i spent the day (literally all day) shopping with tony. i had a lovely time with him... i just wish i would have found more stuff to buy. lacey will be thrilled to know that her present was the only present i bought all day. i did, however, treat myself to a milkshake, which was worth every penny.

i have come to the conclusion that toy stores aren't nearly as good as they used to be.

and that's about it for today.

08 DEC 2002 - 2.02p
just for the record, steve is not really a jerk. i was just trying to create some sort of feud. he likes the whigs, he is not a jerk.

08 DEC 2002 - 10.09a
i really wanted tony to meet my mom yesterday. she wasn't around, though, which stunk. however, we stopped at his parents' house on our way to the christmas party. we only stayed for a few minutes, but i really like them. unreal! they both seem very sweet and meeting them for the first time was super easy.

i had a good time at the party last night. i didn't dance to the really bad music, but my boyfriend did. all of tony's coworkers seem pretty cool (except for this jerk). i drank way too much wine and i am impressed that i maintained so much composure at the party. when we got back to tony's, however, i was a wreck. i don't remember much. something about phone books and stairs. no clue. tony also said that there were about three hours during the night that i would not allow him in bed with me. he slept on the couch. i don't know what was up with that, but i woke up with him so i guess that's all that counts, right?

i think that's all i want to say for now. headache.

07 DEC 2002 - 5.10p
amy is in scotland. i forgot to mention this. i am incredibly jealous of her. hopefully her flight there went smoothly and safely and hopefully she will have the time of her life. i'm sure she will. lucky girl!

07 DEC 2002 - 4.55p
tony and i took phoebe to see santa today. the line was incredibly long and phoebe was really nervous because of all the people and dogs. there were mostly dogs there... i only saw one cat and there was one skunk. only in parma! we saw one dog try to bite santa's face off... that was kind of funny. the santa sucked... definitely not a real santa... probably just a petsmart manager in a rented santa suit. it was fun, though... phoebe was okay with being on santa's lap (probably too terrified to move) and the pictures aren't so horrible (even if she's not looking at the camera in either one of them).

tonight is tony's work christmas party. i'm excited about it. getting dressed up is fun.

the advertising presentation went well, i think. everybody was so impressed with the shitty webpage i made... it took like two seconds, and it wasn't even good! i wasn't even going to show it during the presentation, but nobody else did one, so we figured it would look good... and i guess it did. the artwork by lacey and ezra went over very well... particularly the picture of the very large headed baby in the highchair. dr. lin even commented on it... she was cracking up. funny.

i'm going to shower and stuff now.

06 DEC 2002 - 1.15a
i'm DONE. i've actually been done for a few minutes. everything is wrapped up. the paper is tip top. the story board rules. the direct response campaign is effing brilliant. aside from presenting this big mess tomorrow, i am finished with the goddamn batteries.

i'm also completely exhausted. i thought i was tired earlier this week... i hate to see what i'm like once tomorrow is over.

my final was cake. my professor confronted me about one assignment i didn't do (because i didn't want to watch tv)... it was worth like 4 points or something really low. i couldn't figure out why he was asking me about this stupid assignment, especially since i had just turned in the final and turning the tv paper in wouldn't have made a bit of difference at that point. i called him on it, and he was kind of flustered and stunned. i think he just wanted one final moment with me. he'll miss me, i'm sure.

visited with tony tonight... his health seems to be improving. i'm glad.

that's it. i'm done brushing my teeth.

05 DEC 2002 - 2.43p
tony's still sick. i got "dog fart mountaintop" on the gbv song title generator and i laughed. you can win tickets for gbv's new year's eve show. i have a final soon. my mom found a house she wants. i have to go.

05 DEC 2002 - 1.26a
i am exhausted. i have been working like mad on this advertising project and i expect tomorrow will only be more of the same... with my media final thrown in for good measure... i must remember to study for that.

my boyfriend is sick. bad sick. the kind of sick that i don't want to be. even so, i braved his germs and brought him some drugs and kleenex and cough drops after work. i was more than happy to do so... he was really in bad shape. i'm keeping fingers crossed that he feels better tomorrow. poor tony.

i had the most amusing conversation with lacey today. apparently, last night she had lunch in a location that requires disinfecting upon finishing the lunch. it makes me think of this afghan whigs line about a girl suggesting something unsanitary. unsanitary rules... you go, lacey!

i don't think anything else is exciting. i might take phoebe to see santa this weekend. and i'm tired. so, goodnight.

03 DEC 2002 - 11.44p
first and foremost... insane props to my girl lacey and her man ezra. holy shit, the pictures they provided for my lame ass advertising project are going to blow people away. seriously, the artwork is going to MAKE the project. a huge thank you to the both of them. i can't tell you how much i appreciate it!!!

i had a minor moment of distress this morning, but the project is moving along right on schedule. i went to office max tonight to purchase the presentation board... and i ran into this girl i used to be friends with, beth. it was insane... i can't even being to describe it. i haven't seen her in almost three years... it was so weird. we chatted a bit and i did my best to maintain composure and all that. i wanted to laugh a few times, but i didn't... it wouldn't have been appropriate.

so... my last bio lab lecture is tomorrow... then advertising, horse, work. more project stuff to do at night. thursday will be devoted to finishing the project and studying for my media exam that night... the last group meeting for the project that night. friday is my last bio lab, then the advertising presentation, horse, work, and most likely tony. this weekend we have tony's work christmas party... it will be fun to get dressed up and that kind of stuff, yeah.

i'm going to do more coloring.

03 DEC 2002 - 11.11a
my cell phone, which once rang 'paranoid android' by the radiohead will now ring 'do you realize' by the flaming lips. i'm excited to hear it ring for the first time for real.

02 DEC 2002 - 11.40p
tonight i asked that boy i'm so smitten with if i could watch a certain boy soap opera with him tomorrow night. yes, i think i might like him...

i have been working on advertising stuff for almost two hours. gah, too much! hopefully all that's left of this mess will be the stuff lacey has for me, then being the cohesive force behind the actual paper for the project which has been a group effort thus far.

i'm putting pajamas on and going to bed.

02 DEC 2002 - 6.21p
it took me an hour to get home from the barn. AN HOUR! the roads are horrible. there is some kind of huge ass snow storm going on. sucks, i hate snow.

got some stuff done for advertising this morning. i felt good about it, and our group meeting after class today went well. very well... we finished our radio commercial script and things are moving in the right direction. whew. lacey is currently working on the pictures for the storyboard (ezra is, too!) and she totally fucking rules for that.

riding was good... after a disappointing ride yesterday (probably because i wasn't feeling well, and was rushing to get it over with... newt felt like he never really completely warmed up), i had a great ride today. he's going to be ready to show next year, for sure... as long as he remains relatively sound and i really see no reason why he shouldn't.

i want to start christmas shopping, and tonight would've been a great night to do it... but it's just so shitty outside. looks like i'll be doing more advertising. woooooo. probably for the best, though.

[now playing: ryan adams - 'demolition']

02 DEC 2002 - 9.17a
i haven't felt like writing in the last couple of days, and to tell you the truth, i most certainly don't feel like writing now. i will be so thrilled when the next two weeks are over.

yesterday was probably the worst. i worked all day, came home, ate some food faster than i have ever eaten in my life, went to the barn, rode (with a full stomach... ugh, wasn't feeling so hot after that), came home, showered, went to tony's. it was probably not even eight when i got there, because he'd made some comment the night before about how he hoped he'd see me before "nine or ten" since rarely am i free before then. when i got there... even though it was well before nine or ten, i was pretty wiped out.

i'm not going to write anything else. i have other things i should be doing.