30 JUN 2002 - 10.23p
if i could have picked my own name upon my birth, i certainly would have picked "shalonda." i'm kind of upset that my parents didn't. oh well.
i'm not serious.
30 JUN 2002 - 11.50a
had a nice time with paul h last night... just went and had a few drinks and nice conversation.
i really don't have much else to say... there's a slight possibility that john and i might go to cincinnati to see gbv next weekend. it would be fun, so i hope it happens, but it won't be devastating if it doesn't (i just realized i have only seen them ONCE so far this year... yipes!).
my work schedule for july rocks. that's about all i can say... lots of weekdays, hardly any weekends... i think i work one saturday and that's it.
lacey gets home tonight! i have missed her terribly. i'll be anxious to hear all the details from her florida trip... plus fill her in on my life. it's only been a few days! but it seems like forever.
i'll leave you with a quote sent to me by a reader of this very blog. i have no idea if this is real, but it made me laugh... "I get to go to all kinds of overseas places, like Canada." -Britney Spears
29 JUN 2002 - 6.52p
i called and ordered the beval saddle today. and i want to keep the girth that county sent. in case you were wondering, or keeping track, i've spent about 0 shipping saddles to and fro... plus 0 for the girth... plus another 00 for the saddle. weeeeeee, credit.
since nothing else is exciting, i really don't have much else to say. might be having a drink with paul h tonight (yes, paul h, i remembered!)... and that's about it.
i'll leave you with a conversation that happened just now with some random person sending me an instant message:
dummy: like to sleep huh
naked: that's what it says.
dummy: i got a kick out of it it reminds me of my brother
naked: funny.
dummy: why?
dummy: he likes to sleep alot too
naked: oh, hilarious.
dummy: r u being rude?
naked: probably.
dummy: ok bye
28 JUN 2002 - 12.06p
birthday's over. i'm a little disappointed that it's over, but i have a feeling the celebrating will continue into the weekend (i can hear a few of you groaning and complaining right now). i've brushed my teeth like six times since i got home this morning... and they still feel furry. gross.
i did have a good birthday, though. i vaguely remember a mr. paul h calling to congratulate me on being a year older... and telling me something about a flask. hmmmm. very exciting!
anyhow. john came over and we drank some beer on joanne's beloved porch swing. it was really nice and peaceful. we watched phoebe chase chipmunks. then we took off for a bar, and despite the highway being closed, we still managed to find where we were going (probably thanks to a good mistake that i made). we had a good time at the bar, and then went our separate ways... i went to the canadian's. i have no idea how i found my way there... but i did, and i was probably never so happy to see him as i was last night (that's a really silly thing to say, considering i can count on one hand the number of times i've seen him). he made me drink water and take asprin and he put me to bed. i woke up this morning extremely tired, but feeling like a champ. after he kicked me out and i found my car in the parking lot, i drove home and went to bed.
i have to drag myself to the barn soon. bah. i bet it's hot out there, and i'm really dreading the thought of getting in my car.
27 JUN 2002 - 5.52a
oh my god. it is so effing hot in here. why we have the AC off is beyond me... but it must be off for a reason, so i'm not touching it. plus, if i turned it on, i'd have to creep into somebody's room to shut their windows while they are sleeping... and i just don't want to go there. too hot to sleep.
either that, or bad sleep habits are being formed.
bah. happy birthday.
26 JUN 2002 - 11.57p
by the time this entry is completed, i will be 24. holy shit. happy motherfucking birthday to me!
my dog is sitting on the couch behind me, chewing on her toenails. i'm going to go out and smoke a cigarette to celebrate a new fucking year in my life (please, please, please hope it's better than this past year!).
the county saddle arrived earlier today... they must have overnighted it, which is kind of crazy. i dunno. i liked it, for sure. we'll see if i love it after a few days. i still like the beval the best, but newt really went well in this one.
i'm going out with john tomorrow for my birthday... by now it just seems like any other day since we've done so much celebrating. oh well. i'm sure we'll still have a good time.
no canadian tonight. i think we were both pretty tired. i hope i am not falling into a pattern of bad sleep habits from the goings on of the past few days.
okay. it's my birthday. i'm going to smoke now.
26 JUN 2002 - 8.12a
early, early, early. i'm tired... especially after minimal sleep last night once again.
tomorrow is my birthday... and i am excited. hopefully i'll have a good time with john... i'm sure i will. i just have no idea what we're going to do yet. my friend j in detroit wants me to come hang out with him on the weekend... i might do that, if i feel like doing the drive. i'd really like to get my tattoo but i have to wait for lacey to do that.
i went to the canadian's last night. he told me some funny stories i'm not supposed to mention here... so, i won't. kind of surprising since i am such an asshole and all. he's a pretty cool guy and i don't think i want to get on his bad side just yet.
oh well. i'm going to bed now. at 8.19 in the morning. yawn!
25 JUN 2002 - 6.06p
the birthday lunch is sadly over... i am completely stuffed beyond belief. i opted for some spinach pie, which has been my tommy's pick as of late. i also pathetically tried to eat a brownie monster... and i failed miserably. lacey wussed out on the hummus... i figured as much. i'm so terribly disappointed in her. boo!!
i spoke with the master saddler at county saddlery about my problems... they're sending me a demo (which is actually for sale - several hundred dollars cheaper than it would be new!) and some special 0 girth... this is all on trial. i can't imagine actually spending 0 on a girth, especially considering i didn't even spend on the cheapie fuzzy ones i like to ride in. but the master saddler assures me that this 0 girth is the most amazing thing. sure. whatever... i don't think newt will notice. so... they've supposedly already shipped the saddle and the expensive girth. insanity.
the canadian just informed me that he would like an "honourable" mention. cute, eh?
good luck to lacey and becky who are leaving for their crazy long drive to florida... i hope you make it down there and back safely and have a good time while doing so. have a drink out of a coconut for me, lacey.
25 JUN 2002 - 12.02a
i am so tired. i really could have used a nap before work tonight, but it didn't happen. bah. work was fairly decent... since it's my last time working before my big birthday on thursday, there were lots of presents for me. maggie got me a box of godiva (and suggested in the card that i take newt for a ride like lady godiva!), marcy left all kinds of cowboy and indians goodies for me (a little late, but she'd intended on going to the party and then couldn't), and andrea got me a funny book. i love my job. i love the people i work with.
to answer a question or two: yes, the canadian does have a name. it's ian. and yes, i got to see his passport and his license... ian is a canadian for real.
tomorrow (today, actually), i have a very important lunch date that i am anxiously awaiting. we're going to tommy's for some goodness... i am going to make lacey try hummus. even if i have to shove it down her throat, i want nothing more than for her to try it in honor of my birthday. i will order falafel... or spinach pie... no soup for me. too hot for soup!!
okay. i'm tired and about ready to die because i am so sleep deprived. goodnight...
24 JUN 2002 - 10.33a
so, the canadian called... we drank a bottle of wine and some beer (canadian, of course) and had oursevles a good time. i stumbled in a couple hours ago (i have no idea what time it was), and luckily i made it to my bed before falling asleep... no hotshot flips over the fence for me! i slept until a phone call just woke me up. now back off to bed with me...
oh, canada!
23 JUN 2002 - 8.20p
yes... it is true. i may be potentially going out with a canadian tonight. i'm just waiting for said canadian to call. if he doesn't call, i'm going to call him. you know why? because i am insane.
23 JUN 2002 - 10.51a
an interesting turn of events... as i was harmlessly sitting at my merch table last night, i saw ray (as in lacey's ex-ray... hmm... x-ray?) walk past. i'm not going to go in depth into the goings on of the last few weeks... but i'll say that i did chat a bit with ray. mostly small talk, about how the ugly casanova show was so great and how x-ray's band got a good review in the free times. that's really it. i sold three cd's. oh yeah, i did wear a short skirt, and i did show a bit of cleavage... and i am truly convinced that's the ONLY reason i sold the three cd's that i sold.
it looks like a fairly nice day outside... but i'm sure it's effing hot. it probably would have been a good day to go to cedar point, but i just couldn't do it. oh well... lacey promised me we could go later in the summer.
paul cox is whining about "how good" the new sleater-kinney album is. come on... how could can it be with cover art that looks like poo? hey paul "small pox" cox... i wouldn't go out of your way to see them live. they suck! there will almost never be a band i hate so much as them. even if they were all my best friends, i wouldn't even sit at their merch table.
22 JUN 2002 - 9.10p
wow... hardly any visits to this here blog today. probably because there haven't been any updates... and many of the people i know who read it are gone. boo.
last night's show really was great... even if they had not been a cousin to one of my top five favorite bands, i think i really would have liked them. they were kind of more country-ish than modest mouse, but a lot of the songs were in the same vein as something that might have been on "lonesome crowded west." i was really into it. i wish john had been there, and i wish david would have had the same wonderful experience at the minneapolis show. isaac was fairly chatty and he seemed friendly and quite sober. he looked good, and before the show he was walking around the crowd. i was really surprised that nobody recognized him or talked to him. i saw him bump into a girl and apologize and smile... had that been me, i might have peed my pants... or i might not have noticed at all, because he is so short. tiny! but i did tell sara that if he was a midget, i would still marry him... and she said that if he was a dwarf she would still marry him. who cares if he's a rapist!
tonight i'm doing my friend ed a big favor. his band is playing a show and i'm going to play merch girl. gah. i have to go get ready now. i promised him i would wear a short skirt and show some cleavage if it would help sell their stuff. i don't really even know if they have stuff to sell. oh well.
22 JUN 2002 - 1.53a
wow! i just got home from the ugly casanova show. it was great! i am super excited about the modest mouse show in august now. i ran into a friend from high school, sara... always good to see her. last time i saw her was at the breeders show in february. she feels the same way about isaac that i do. before the show, isaac did ask me to run away with him, but i had to decline. i never realized how short he is. the band was great, though... they played a special song for me called, "naked o'malley, why didn't you drink out of a stranger's flask at a modest mouse show approximately four years ago?" i cried during the whole song! then they played "it's all nice..." (a modest mouse song, for you nerds who don't know) as an encore.
yay!
21 JUN 2002 - 3.01p
holy heat. it is damn hot out there. i just had one of the hottest, sweatiest rides i have ever had... well, at least since last summer. newt feels great... i just wish i could get the saddle situation sorted out. i hate the pessoa i'm riding in.
john sent me a funny article about a book that was written for couples to learn how to speak about sex without embarrassment. in case you were wondering, the german word for nipples is brustwarze, which translates to "breast warts." i don't know... pretty gross, but the thought of having somebody refer to my nipples as "heaven's berries" as the author suggests is even grosser.
if i disappear after tonight, everybody should just assume i have run off with isaac brock. i already told john he could have my cd collection. if anybody wants anything else, let me know. maybe i'll see you at the august modest mouse show in cleveland when we're back in town!!
21 JUN 2002 - 10.39p
now it's time for me to whine. david went to see quintron (miss pussycat was with him, so there was no drum buddy show), and he bought a copy of the drum buddy informercial for himself, but neglected to get one for me. okay, i've only wanted that forever. he offered to copy it for me. LAME. i want my own. not some shitty copy. david wouldn't have even gone to see quintron if it wasn't for me. grrr.
i'd like to point out that my birthday is coming up! less than a week. where will YOU be? if you're out with me that day, please know that you are cool. if you are not out with me on that day, i obviously don't like you very much.
i have a new saddle to try, i think. county saddlery is selling their demo saddles "at discount prices." i am going to call them today and possibly demo one of the demo stabilizers. i tried this saddle a several years ago when it first came out (and was nearly a thousand dollars cheaper) and although i liked sitting in it, i didn't like the way it sat on newt. perhaps the musculature in his back has changed in the last few years (which is why his old saddle isn't working anymore) and it will work now. won't hurt to try, i guess.
ugly casanova is tonight! yay!
20 JUN 2002 - 10.43p
toastfucking... that's where you fuck, or get fucked by toast.
i fucking love toast.
20 JUN 2002 - 5.45p
so, earlier today, lacey announced that she wanted to switch her blogsite. i had a brilliant idea that she should ask the love of my life, mr. paul cox if he could help her with the design and such. she gave him minimal hints and basically only told him that she wanted something spooky and that she liked the word "motherfucker". the result couldn't have been more perfect had lacey designed it herself. check it out.
the excitement over the design of the blog initiated a phone call to mr. paul cox. it was pretty goofy, more or less lacey squealing with excitement over her pretty blog, and me squealing in shock as mr. paul cox announced that he only has TWO records left. shit! i remember when his record collection looked something like this!!
lacey and i had a delightful lunch... after picking up her wallet from the nice man at the kent police station. when she called regarding her wallet, she said he had an "indie rock voice." not exactly sure what that sounds like, i asked lacey... and her reply was "delicate." so... upon picking up the wallet, we anxiously waited for the delicate voiced man... while a little too tattooed to be delicate, he was definitely hot and we both agreed that we would have done it to him (not at the same time). anyhow. we had lunch... went for bagels. i got an onion bagel with hummus and veggies and cheese. i want another one right now... it was so good. unlike some people, i don't eat meat hummus. nast.
after lunch, we sat around and bullshitted and played with lacey's new blog. after a quick, very basic html tutorial, i think she's ready to enjoy it fully. what a masterpiece it is! thank you, paul cox. we love you!!
i took the pessoa back to the tack store. when the girl asked why i was bringing it back, i said, "i just didn't like it. i found another saddle i like better." the woman behind me in line said, "but that's the cadillac of hunt saddles!" and i said, "that may be so, but i'm about to buy the mercedes." i might try another saddle before i get the beval... but all signs are pointing me to that direction.
it's hot out there!!
20 JUN 2002 - 11.30a
greetings from kent. i shared a bed last night with lacey and the pirate... sounds scandalous, eh? we watched a brilliant zombie movie that the pirate made... really good stuff. i laughed.
i got a really neat jumping, humping spider from the pirate for my birthday (which is one week from today, by the way).
nothing else to report, really. i'm going to take the pessoa saddle back today. boo fucking hoo.
lacey and i are starving so we're going to eat now.
19 JUN 2002 - 4.52p
i want to go out tonight! i'm having a good day. newt was great, i'm in a good mood. but i think people are going to kent tonight... and i have to work. bah.
i'd like to congratulate john for guessing correctly the five things i'm currently most obsessed with. could you name them? i think it's pretty easy.
my breeders tickets have been bought. yahoo! we'll (hopefully) be staying with shelley princess, which will be nice. i miss her so much! the night before the breeders show, there's some block party or something where singles hook up. i plan on meeting my future husband there (even though i am never getting married) and hopefully he'll be canadian.
19 JUN 2002 - 11.20a
things really are going to be okay. john finally told me that i'm actually allowed to call him, so i am satisfied enough to call him my friend. i will, however, still have a crush on him (i know what you're thinking: isn't he gay?!?! no, not gay, just married!) and he is going on my list of celebrities (even though he is not really a celebrity - just married!) that i'm automatically allowed to sleep with, should the opportunity arise, even if i'm married or in a relationship or something (on the list: greg dulli, ted leo, stevie jackson and his harmonica, married john, etc.). since it is highly unlikely i will ever sleep with these people, it is safe for me to put my crush on john in this category, i swear.
pessoa saddle is going back tomorrow... this will give me another opportunity to do some stalking, although i have not heard from my real (not celebrity) crush since that late night email the night before last. gah!
i have to remember to get chicago breeders tickets today! wooo!
[now playing: the breeders - 'title tk']
19 JUN 2002 - 12.54a
another birthday gift idea: i want a microscope... you know, so i can looks at rocks and bugs and stuff.
i was mailing some stuff at the post office today, and standing in front of me in line was a woman wearing tight, tight white shorts. all i could think was, "this woman should not be wearing tight white shorts" when i saw something that looked like "licious" written in rhinestones on the shorts across her right ass cheek. when she went up to the counter, i got the full view... "booty" was on the left ass cheek. it was horrible, but i immediately called lacey to tell her about it... i left a message instead of tracking her down on her handy... she said she laughed until she cried when she heard the message. it was pretty funny.
going to bed now. g'night.
18 JUN 2002 - 6.35p
oh, the insanity. the other day at my place of employment, a little old lady in one of those motorized wheelchair/cart type deals was browsing the goods. her name is ida... she comes in often and always spends a ton of money. well, david and andrea were working (THANK GOD i wasn't!!) and ida came in to shop... let me start off by saying we're supposed to pack up the marbles we don't own this week, as the marble show is OVER... it's supposed to head to cincinnati for an exhibit next. well... the marbles are still on display, right? and ida (i'm sure you all know where this is going...) was in her little cart, right? she was looking at something, backed her cart up to get a better view... and backed right into one of the smaller marble cases!!!!!!! it fell over, crashing onto the large display case, causing that one to crash, too. holy shit, the damage is insane... an awful lot of broken glass, an awful lot of damaged marbles. we're talking tens of thousands of dollars in damage. most of the marbles were consignment pieces, and of course, all of the big money expensive ones were damaged. tens of thousands!! many were from collections that were very, very limited... borrowed from the artists themselves with insane price tags, as they really didn't want them sold. my god. i have never seen anything like it. andrea cried (i probably would have, too, had i been there) and ida feels horrible. we still aren't sure who exactly is going to pay... if insurance will cover it, or if ida has to put some money up... or what's going to happen with the cincinnati show. it's absolutely tragic. r.i.p. marbles.
in other news, i had another minor meltdown today... just minor, though. i'm doing much better.
18 JUN 2002 - 11.33a
okay... so my mental breakdown yesterday wasn't anywhere near as bad as it could have been. it was much, much smaller than either the november of 96 or the august of 01 breakdowns. false alarm, but i have a feeling that had i not driven to kent, it would have really gotten ugly. thanks much to lacey for keeping me sane... and for stalking with me.
i was able to sort some of my thoughts out late last night and coherently deliver them to john this morning. i wasn't feeling too good after talking to him last night, but an email from my new crush helped that a bit.
i took the beval to ups last night. wah! (heh, lacey... i said, "wah!") i picked up a new pessoa (a little different from robin's) which i will attempt to ride in today. i talked to joanne last night and she said, "just keep the pessoa until your new beval gets here." sounds like she knows i've pretty much made up my mind, too.
no plans for tonight. looking forward to the ugly casanova show at the end of the week. weeee!
[now playing: imperial teen - 'on' (is this the only thing i listen to?)]
17 JUN 2002 - 5.54p
the most entries in one day!
dear canadians... i know you're reading my blog. if you're a man, send me an email and i will marry you. i want to move to canada. love, naked.
17 JUN 2002 - 5.34p
sorry, kids. i'm not going to kill myself.
i would like to add that stalking always cheers a person up. yay stalking!
17 JUN 2002 - 12.03p
today marks the third occasion i have lost my mind. the first of which happened when i was kicked out of my house in november of 1996 and the second of which was last august. i've actually been feeling it coming on for the last two days... it has nothing to do with the party, the timing of my insanity is just bad.
i can only think of two people that i know for sure are reading this that will actually remember the first time i flipped out... and probably a few more remember last august. i'm not nearly as bad as i was either time, but the potential is there. if anybody wants to do drugs with me tonight, please give me a call.
i am an asshole. everybody knows i am an asshole. i can turn on anybody in a second. for those of you who have no idea what's going on, i'll probably reveal the story in a day or two. i promised john i wouldn't turn on him. i don't want to step on any toes, although i'm very good at breaking promises. i have a feeling almost everybody knows what's up. i tell everybody everything, anyway... except for probably the people who need to know the most.
17 JUN 2002 - 8.51a
the scooby doo passes are no longer available. i already have a volunteer.
17 JUN 2002 - 8.27a
good morning, sunshines! good morning, stupids! i am very tired, but very awake at the same time. it sucks. phoebe was standing on my bed, looking at something out the window while i was sleeping peacefully... then she just had to get outside for a closer look. she jumped down and made the "squirrel noise" and nobody can sleep through that. nobody at all.
i ran into the slacker yesterday, which was very helpful. she filled in a lot of the gaps i was having regarding my party. for instance, i had no idea condoms were actually being used while the party was still going. i was also under the impression that i'd stopped drinking after the shots/pot... not so... slacker informed me that i kept right on keeping on. jesus h. and i had no idea i was outside at any point whatsoever. i just felt as though i had been a immobile lump all night, barely leaving the safe confines of lacey's couch... not exactly so. wow.
didn't go to dressy bessy with john on saturday... blah, blah, blah. not a big surprise. probably better, though... saved me a little money and gave me the chance to rest. i am not terribly angry about it... but if he doesn't go to the show with me on friday, i will kill him. the saddest part about my whole party was blanking out and because of that it feels like john was only there for like five minutes... the one night i actually get to see him, and i don't remember any of it. not fair.
i have to send the 00 saddle back today. i'm going to pick up another one to try this week, and then make my decision from there. i am in love with the beval, and i think i've pretty much made up my mind... i just want to make sure before making such a big purchase. ouch.
if anybody wants to go see the scooby doo movie, let me know. i have passes from phoebe's flea drop stuff. don't ask.
15 JUN 2002 - 6.45p HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRIGID!!!!!!!!!
now's the moment y'all have been waiting for... the party recap. yee-haw. i arrived in kent early after a shitty drive (rush hour!) and becky and lacey and i did a few last minute party preparations. i worked dilligently on drawing the welcome sign, complete with a little indian with nips. too bad this picture is so blurry... i think i was laughing when i took it. lacey had a lot of fun with her fake hair, seen here as she is signing the other birthday sign. yes, those are condoms on the sign... becky was handing them out freely. lacey finally settled on putting the fake hair in as pigtails, and i braided becky's hair so she could be indian princess poke your hiney. when we were all dressed, becky and i took the trash out, proving that cowboys and indians can indeed be friends.
soon enough, people started arriving... first came bandito keen and deputy sheriff tessa. the theme party was a great idea, and there was good response to it... however, i couldn't help but think we all looked a little "village people", if you know what i mean. anyhow... i got many lovely gifts, including TWO cases of my favorite vanilla coke from brett, truffles from tessa, and the most lovely poster from john. the poster even has glitter on it. sigh.
yeah, so the party was fun. what i remember of it, at least. from now on i'm going to lead a life of sobriety... i have realized that people can go from being seemingly normal to a little goofy to downright insane all because of the sauce. woah nellie!
it was good to see my gay friend john. and it was nice to meet his friend, honorary indian tony. some of my barn friends came by... including my beloved jackie slacker, lovely northern ohio quarter horse queen, jessie west (she provided my tiara, as seen in some of these photos), and steph, but unfortunately she didn't show up in any of my pictures. i also had a run in with a pirate, who was about as nice as a pirate could be to a ninja on her birthday, i guess.
i got wasted. there's really no other way to put it. i was wrecked... completely wrecked. i had no idea where the candle came from, or the neighing horse... i was downright effed last night. i suppose i could have been a lot meaner to the unwanted guests, but in all honesty, what difference does it make? i don't care... slacker gave her a hard enough time, which provided a good laugh for me. when i realized that people were going to do it upstairs, and i didn't like the people downstairs, i crashed on the couch and called it a night.
we were a sorry site this morning, but it was well worth it, as i think the party was a success (from what i can remember, at least). hope y'all had a good time. be prepared to do it again next month for brett's birthday... theme to be announced...
15 JUN 2002 - 12.15p
Well... the party was a success. I'm just going to give a brief summary for those of you who were not lucky enough to attend... pictures will follow.
The theme was great... we all looked smashing. I got pretty effed... wish I hadn't been quite so messy, but a boy I like showed up and I did silly things that I swore I wasn't going to do earlier in the evening (i.e. jagermeister, pot). Gah, me and my stupid crush.
I received lovely gifts. The cds I made were goofy. Some people I wanted there (Ivy) didn't come... some people I didn't want there (one of the people that actually coined the phrase "naked o'malley") were there... but I don't care. S'all good, I say.
John and I were supposed to see Dressy Bessy tonight. I want to go. Badly. He better want to go, too. Because if he doesn't, I'm going to make his life hell (actually I won't... his gift to me was so nice!!!). I have a cd I want to give him, too.
13 JUN 2002 - 11.39p
a special thanks to paul cox who is now the love of my life... he set up the counter for my lovely blog. i am going to obsessively check it and realize that nobody really reads this, anyway. oh well. it's here for those of you who do care.
speaking of people that don't care... i was supposed to give john directions to lacey's for my party. well... of course, it would be too much to actually SEE him to give him the directions (i guess he doesn't get out much... he's a bit challenged as far as navigating, so i wanted to explain the directions to him - easier to do in person!). i haven't heard from him since yesterday, early afternoon... should i assume he's not going to come to the party? should i even be concerned about it at all? it would just be nice to see him, considering i haven't seen him since he took me to that mexican porn film. and especially since it is my birthday party afterall... might be nice if he came out for that considering i'm his friend or whatever... let me emphasize the "whatever." i hardly feel like his friend these days.
john, should you read this tomorrow... if you are not at my party (and i don't care what your excuse is), i just hope you're ready to face the consequences. wow... did that sound like a threat?
i spend last night celebrating paul h's 24th birthday... happy birthday, paul h!!!!! we had a decent evening, although slightly low key... oh, yeah, happy birthday, paul! and tessa! and lacey! and everybody else!
today i put newt out in the pasture... the bastard wouldn't let me catch him when it was time for him to come in. gah! so, finally, i gave up and started walking towards the barn to fetch a carrot or something to lure him in... as i was walking away, he got all nervous and started neighing for me and pacing in front of the gate. so, i went back towards him, only to have him run off. i was pissed. i hid behind a tree and listened to him cry and whine for a bit... then i finally got him. he knew i was mad at him... he walked in very obediently and didn't even stop to scratch at the bugs that were biting him. jerk.
lacey and i went shopping in the afternoon... i got my cowboy hat... but i did not get a cowboy shirt. luckily, she has a good idea up her sleeve, so i'm just going to borrow hers. i stopped later on and got my guns and my handcuffs (!) and stuff. ride 'em cowboy!
party tomorrow! be prepared for pictures on saturday!!!
12 JUN 2002 - 3.12p
"my" new saddle came yesterday... i rode in it last night and quite honestly, it is the nicest thing i've ever had between my legs. i guess that's what you get for a cool two grand. i'd like to add that while it is not the most exciting thing i've had between my legs (i'd like to give that honor to my beloved newt), it's definitely the most comfortable. i have it for a week, so i guess we'll see if the newt finds it as comfy as i do.
plans for the party are in full effect. i'm starting to stress ever so slightly, because it is wednesday and i have yet to find the perfect cowboy shirt to complete my outfit. hopefully i'll have holsters and guns... and i will definitely have a hat and spurs that jingle jangle jingle. yeeeeee-haw!
no longer are we considering toronto for the breeders... the plan is chicago now. i'm excited because it's possible i will see my lovely friend shelley princess... and imperial teen is opening. yip!
i thought of something else i need to have for my birthday... yo la tengo's 'i can hear the heart beating as one.' i never replaced this after new year's eve detroit 2001-2002... not only was the cd stolen, but the case and fun innards, as well. i really liked having that stuff for that particular cd, so i never asked anybody to burn it for me. so, talk amongst yourselves and figure out what you're all getting me... and i'll see you on friday at the par-tay!
[now playing: imperial teen - 'on']
11 JUN 2002 - 4.54p
I'm waiting for my saddle to come. I would like to take my dog for a walk, but I don't feel like going by myself (and I have to wait for the saddle to get here). If anybody knows any boys that would like to take a walk in the park with a girl and her dog, please send them my way. Or if anybody knows of any parks in the Cleveland area where cute boys walk their dogs, please tell me where they are.
I really, really like the new Imperial Teen cd.
My party is rapidly approaching... very exciting. I'm hoping the sore in my mouth goes away by then... it's making me miserable, and I can't open my mouth very far. I've been spilling a lot of food all over myself. It hurts, too.
10 JUN 2002 - 7.11p
a shout out to paul cox for sending me the breeders ep i've been bugging him about for the last six months. thank you, paul cox. i love you.
i know the weather has been warm and stuff... but today it really feels like summer to me and i was just listening to spoon's "june's foreign spell" and it made me think of driving home from columbus one time in the summer after seeing spoon. jackie was asleep in the passenger's seat and i couldn't change cds without waking her up... so i listened to 'a series of sneaks' for two hours on the way home. if anybody wants to get me a gift that will make me happy, you can get that cd for me, to replace it yet again (i bought it three times for myself, only to have copy number three disappear in detroit). only, i do not want the merge reissue... i already have the "laffitte" single that's a bonus on that. i would like the import version that has songs on it that i don't actually have. thanks for anybody considering getting this for me.
[now plaing: imperial teen - 'on']
10 JUN 2002 - 12.00p
i forgot to add that i am IN LOVE with vanilla coke. i just sucked down the last of the bottles that i'd stocked up on last week. i am quite nervous that they're going to yank it off the shelves (this is not like clear pepsi... this vanilla shit is good!). if anybody would like to buy me like a case of vanilla coke for my birthday, please do so. even two or three cases would be okay, at the rate which i am consuming it.
other ideas for birthday gifts: belle and sebastian - 'storytelling' cd. modest mouse/ugly casanova/breeders tickets. candy! the breeders 'head to toe' ep, because i am convinced mr. paul cox didn't really send it to me. hmmm. i'm really happy to get any gifts. i like presents.
10 JUN 2002 - 11.08a
it's been a long time since i've really wanted to update. i'm just lazy or something, and a blog entry is like the very last thing i want to do... especially since i know i owe the world some digital snapshots, particularly of the panties that the nice traveling salesman from atlanta was so kind to give me as a gift. i should also be telling that story here, but i have a feeling everybody has heard it by now... and i'm not sure it's the type of thing i want to document, anyway.
so... after the excitement of the traveling salesman from atlanta, i was pretty sure my week was destined to be boring. not so! on friday i headed to kent after work... lacey was having some people over. once i was there, she MADE me open my birthday gifts. i couldn't argue... i mean, i told her i didn't want to... but i kind of did... so i opened them, anyway. what great gifts!!! i thought the edible panties were going to be hard to top, but lacey did it. the first thing i opened was this. i love it... there's envelopes and postcards and crayons inside... each and every one of you should expect a very special blue's clues letter from me in the mail sometime soon. when you receive it, you MUST sing the mail song, or else i will put a curse on you with my other gift from lacey. don't worry... it came with instructions, so i totally know how to use it. we are excited to strap it to a broom to do some sweeping thing up the path to my house. i don't remember what that spell was for, but if it will help me get some, then i'm all for it.
on friday night, after presents we watched the blair thumb. if you know me relatively well, you certainly know about the blair witch obsession i had a few years ago. i know john is going to read this and think that i'm lying. i'm not. anyhow... everybody else probably remembers how i was obsessed. i am now obsessed with the blair thumb. not really... but i'd watch it again, and lacey says she even heard me laugh a couple of times.
we did some planning for the birthday round-up. i'm very excited. i downloaded like a gazillion songs with western/cowboy/indian/cow/pony related themes. if anybody has any special requests or suggestions, please email me and i will try my hardest to find space for your request on one of my special cds.
i didn't have to work on saturday, which was kind of nice. i went riding, spent a nice afternoon at the barn. i have a saddle coming from beval... it's the LTD 2, which is supposed to have wide panels like this saddle of robin's i have. i am not convinced that i am in love with robin's saddle enough to buy one just like it... so, if i have to spend some extra dough to get something i'm comfortable in, i'm willing to do so. beval is sending me a demo saddle that i get to keep for a week... hopefully it will work out for both newt and i.
oh! we got that dsl shit hooked up last week. i'm over my initial fear of it (the thing moved so fast, i felt like i had to type faster, faster, faster to keep up. i'm okay with it now)... and i'm all about taking advantage of it. downloading songs faster than i can play them is pretty cool.
anyhow, once i got home from the barn on saturday, my mom and i watched the belmont. i am happy to report there is no triple crown winner. i'm not into the horse racing by any means, but we always watch the big races, just to look at the horses, i guess. i didn't think that war emblem was anything spectacular... and i've been saying for weeks that should he win the triple crown, it is only because he is a good horse running in a field of so-so horses... not because he is an exceptional individual. i am glad he didn't win it, and i'm sure baffert will be using the stumble out of the gate as an excuse (i haven't read anything about the race), but i just think the horse wasn't all he was cracked up to be.
after watching the horse race, i took phoebe to the park for a nice walk/jog. while driving home, i got a phone call from a somewhat distressed lacey... she was at the reception for that wedding that brett and paul were in. apparently paul's date (that autumn girl that we used to think was cool) never showed. poor lacey was sitting there all by herself... so gave me a call to see if there was any way possible i could make it there. i stepped on the gas and took a fast shower, threw on a dress, and hightailed it to akron for this "reception."
now, if i ever get married (which is HIGHLY unlikely), i do not expect some big, elaborate reception with a ton of people or anything... in fact, i want quite the opposite. i'd like to secretly get married and then maybe have a party a few months later. but just a normal party. no dj playing "the hokey pokey"... no cheesy wedding favors... no creepy relatives running around asking my drunk friends how they're getting home... i could go on and on... but out of respect for the people that were married (i've already forgotten your names), i'll refrain. have a good marriage, suckers.
oh, and i'm pretty sure when brett was trying to drag me (literally) to dance, i made a compromise with him that we'd go dancing in the flats (???). i had my fingers crossed the WHOLE time i was saying that, brett. i swear.
and i think that's that. i'll try not to go so long without a decent entry next time.
[now playing: the shins - 'oh, inverted world']
06 JUNE 2002 - 9.12a
I have not updated nearly enough lately... especially since my life is the best. I don't really have time to update now. I just wanted to add a memo saying that yes, a stranger in a bar did indeed buy me edible panties the other night... and yes, the stranger was a married, traveling salesman. How do these people find me?
More later, I promise. Too much going on today with horses and work and work. I don't think I can do all three in one day. It's funny, because I've been whining about how I never do anything anymore... I sat around like a lump the last two days... it would have been ideal to go into the office, but I really have no idea what, exactly, it is that I do there. And since Ivy didn't go in... I couldn't really, either. Sucks.
And I never see John anymore. It's weird. I totally knew this was going to happen once school was over. It might be because of different circumstances or whatever... but I called this about a month ago. Oh well. I have edible panties and married travelling salesmen to entertain me.
01 JUN 2002 - 10.45a
an extra special thanks to the sweetheart that archived for me. thank you!!
short entry. we decided the theme for my birthday party is going to be COWBOYS AND INDIANS! i'm already planning what i'm going to wear... decorations are going to be great. if there's anybody reading this that would be interested in attending (german john and george? are you reading? anybody else?), please email me. the party is friday, june 14 at lacey's in kent.
in other news... i never see john anymore. my boss is trying to fix me up with a high school math teacher (gross, although brigid and lacey both brought up mr. farmer... hmm...). i met a cool guy from shitty michigan.
oh well. that's what you get when there's no time on the meter... you get an empty case of wip-its and a boyfriend with a beeper.
