31 JUL 2002 - 7.40p
it might not be as odd as the virgin mary that appeared on david's shower wall, but when i was getting newt's snack carrots ready to go to the barn, i could've sworn one of them was smiling at me. yes, that is a carrot with a face. wonder if it's still smiling now that it's in newt's tummy?
31 JUL 2002 - 11.04a imperial teen have added their new video for "ivanka" to their site. i watched it this morning... i love the song... i hated the video. what a shame. supposedly the video will be airing on 120 minutes this sunday... for those of you out of the loop (i know i was), 120 is now on mtv2... sundays, at 11p eastern. i hear the breeders will be hosting the upcoming episode.
in other news, i feel like complete shit and my back hurts. i have no idea how i got out of bed this morning. my tattoo is still super... i just feel like i'm being robbed out of enjoying it completely due to the ugly scratch/bruise on my back. sucks.
30 JUL 2002 - 4.02p
so, i got two tickets to see the breeders play on some tv show with carson daly in NYC next monday. who wants to go with me?
29 JUL 2002 - 11.30p
okay. things have calmed down a bit. i can write a normal entry now without running to look at my tattoo every two minutes.
last night, paul h and i went to see the shins. one of the opening bands, triangle, was HORRIBLE. i told paul h that i wanted to give my UTI to the chick in the band... not that i wanted to like physically give it to her, but if i could have a superpower and that superpower was the ability to give one of my ailments to somebody, i would have given her the UTI stare and passed it on to her. she sucked, and she needed a UTI, for sure. track star played next... they were so funny and cute and i liked their songs. highlights of their set was when they were trying to manually work the broken ceiling fan above the stage by holding up their guitars to twirl it. they played a cars song. i love them. the shins were great, too. i love marty. i don't care how small he is... he is damn cute. i wanted to put him in my pocket or my little handbag and sneak him home. the next tattoo i get is going to be of marty.
i was really super crotchety at the show, though. either i am becoming my mother, or i am just getting old, or i was in a smelly mood... but i was not very nice last night. i don't know why people that are taller than myself feel free to stand DIRECTLY in front of me, especially when there is not enough room for them directly in front of me. i scared someone last night by shaking my fists and making a very disgruntled noise. oh well. at least he moved.
so... then this morning... i had a minor trauma which prompted a visit from lacey. once i was cheered up, we headed to kent for a celebratory tattoo. i honestly can't thank her enough for her help and support... and for being the only person (aside from the pirate and a few stinky guys) who went with me for my first (and last) tattoo. big thanks to her... and big thanks to the pirate for making me very happy. i am tattooed and i love it. and contrary to popular belief, although my tattoo is inspired by radiohead artwork, it is not a radiohead tattoo. i refuse to call it such, because the reasons i chose to get it have very little to do with radiohead... i mean, obviously if it wasn't for radiohead, i wouldn't have the tattoo... but i wasn't all, "oh, i love radiohead. i want a radiohead tattoo." if i wanted a radiohead tattoo, i would've put that stupid bear head on my back. or i would have picked the more traditional crying radiohead minotaur.
radiohead isn't even my favorite band. i just love this minotaur.
29 JUL 2002 - 5.51p
i took a couple more pictures of it. i am obsessed now. i wish john were home to see it. here is a picture of it in the mirror... it's hard to take pictures of it by myself. and here is another picture of it. i'm done now.
29 JUL 2002 - 5.42p
whew... got my camera problems sorted out. recharged the batteries, and s'all good.
well... here it is! it's blown up a bit there... it's probably only an inch and a half tall. so cute. so minotaur. so me.
29 JUL 2002 - 5.23p
i am TATTOOED!!!!! it's officially official. what started off as a potentially hazardous day turned into something beautiful. mad props to the pirate... he did a great job. i am in love with it. i can't stop looking at it.
lacey popped in and took a picture of it on my digital. but now i can't get the digital to turn back on. effing eff. i'm recharging the batteries, hoping that's what the problem is. grr.
in other news, saw the shins tonight with paul h. more later. my urine is ORANGE! the first time i saw it, it cracked me up.
28 JUL 2002 - 3.17p
the massacre is over. i'm happy to report that i came out of it alive... but i didn't come out uninjured. i have a long, bruised, bloody scratch on my back down to my ass from a nasty incident involving me and a chair and said chair breaking. it hurt. in fact, it still hurts. my injury has taken my mind off my UTI for the time being, and it's given me something new to whinge about... so s'all good, i say.
anyhow. i did my best to sneak into the party unnoticed... lacey and i scampered off upstairs to put the finishing touches on my make up. i'm really sad my hairstyle didn't come out better in the pictures. it was glorious, and i probably got more compliments on it than i have ever received on my real hairstyle. sad. soon enough, i was prepared to be seen, but i was a little disappointed that i was without my beauty queen crown (however, i was not without my cleavage, as evident in that picture). it was easy to occupy time until the pirate arrived with my crown... we had lots of fun with the fog machine and the pumpkin cooler full o'liquor. the fog machine was the real star of the party, i think. it made for an oh so spooky atmosphere. between the fog and the stellar decorations, i felt like i was really in a horror film complete with creepy zombies climbing (falling?) down the stairs.
way off track. this is not going to be the most comprehensive party review i've done... but who really cares about the review, anyway? people just want to see the pictures, huh? too bad. i'm going to try to collect my thoughts and tell my story and work the pictures in... so... at some point, the pirate arrived and rewarded me with a new tiara. that made me (and my cleavage) very happy. the real highlight of the evening for me was making up with bob... some of you may remember bob from the infamous taco party... i said some pretty bad things about him after that. but he admitted he was WRONG and that he overreacted and now bob and i are the best of friends (he's wearing lacey's hat there).
although making up with bob was reason enough for me to celebrate, i suppose the real reason we were there was to mourn the death of our friend gothy goth brett. that's the last picture of brett alive, as far as i know. oh yeah, he got a super cool speed limit sign for his birthday. paul stole it out of a development... post and all. too much trouble to just unscrew the sign, i guess.
anyhow, soon after the picture of myself and brett was taken, brett ran upstairs and died on lacey's bed. so unfortunate. but it seems like everybody took the opportunity to have pictures of their asses taken with brett. i'm not even going to explain the pictures that follow. let me just warn you that these are not for the faint of heart, and that you should look at them at your own risk. take a look: one two three four five six seven eight
oh, time to change the subject now. let's not forget how lacey almost tossed me into her sliding door trying to give me an airplane ride. it's okay. i still love her. check out all that fog, eh? some of us escaped outside for a bit (which is where the horrible chair accident happened. my back hurts soooooo bad!)... here's an unintentional recreation of the chair incident, with johnny playing the part of me. i was just sitting in a chair, talking to becky when the next thing i knew, i was on the ground, only the chair was broken and my back was slashed. don't worry, readers... johnny was perfectly okay after his reinactment... unlike myself. oh, whinge, whinge, whinge.
lacey and the pirate took the outdoor opportunity to get a little frisky. you might want to cover your eyes. it's all good, though. i love lacey, i love the pirate. speaking of the pirate, he's going to be doing my tattoo this week (pending the state of my back injury). as long as it doesn't turn out like this, i'll be happy.
soon it was time for the party to end... after lacey did her interpretation of the "so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen..." part of the sound of music, we all slumbered in our respective places... we woke up early this morning to bury brett in the backyard before anybody saw, in case you were wondering.
the end.
26 JUL 2002 - 4.06p
wow. someone stumbled across my website by doing a search for stories of a dog humping woman. ummm... yeah. you'll get none of that here. there's a lot of fucking sickos in the world. i wish people would stick to their searches about "wip-its."
26 JUL 2002 - 11.10a i underpay my tricks just to overcompensate...
i have had the same song in my head since last night, in case you were wondering.
went to see the pirate band plus others last night in kent. had a good time... super cheap beer and i was in a good mood so i'm pretty sure i was even being nice.
i'm thinking about getting my tattoo verrrry soon. and i think i'm going to have the pirate do it. i'm a little nervous about it, yes, so that's why i think i have to have it done ASAP so i don't change my mind... even though i've been thinking about it for a year.
the slumber party massacre is rapidly approaching... and i am yet without what i'm going to wear. i have confidence that it will work itself out, though. i'm going to go shopping as soon as i'm done with this entry and put some clothes on.
the canadian went to put-in-bay with his boss this weekend. now, answer me this: if you were contemplating moving out of the country, why the hell would you be buying a new car? hmmm... something's totally fishy... or either the canadian has absolutely no idea what he's doing, which i guess could be possible.
john leaves for europe today. bye, john! thanks for calling me back with a final answer about the modest mouse show. i really appreciate it! (note: sarcasm)
the shins play here this sunday. i really want to go. who wants to go with? paul cox said they were much better than the last time he saw them. and marty shoebox is so cute! (like will)
[now playing: imperial teen - "the beginning" mp3]
it's official. i have a urinary tract infection, or as us cool kids like to call it, a UTI. aww yeah. i have never peed so much in my life. and peeing has never felt quite like this. i just drank a whole big thing of cranberry juice. make the burning GO AWAY.
25 JUL 2002 - 12.27a
anybody want to buy a saddle?? special thanks to david for throwing together a lovely website for me... i need to unload the old used ashland saddle. i love it dearly. that saddle and my butt were great friends for years... i think it's worth 0 based on the intimate contact it's had with me.
okay, i'm sick.
24 JUL 2002 - 7.56p
i had the most brilliant idea for a costume for the slumber party massacre. if you are there, you will have the honor of seeing me unlike you have ever seen me before... if you are not there, well, then you're just really going to be missing out. suckas.
i just had a meal with lacey, which was nice. we discussed many things (despite our waiter asking us if everything was okay every two seconds), including all the ways in which the canadian has been nice to me. how nice, eh? (although i have never once heard him say "eh?") anyhow. then we did some light shopping for my party stuff... bought a few things, tried on a few things... and i think we're on the right track. i just have to put it all together. i'm telling you, if you aren't going to be there, you're missing out!!!!
that's all for now. shopping lifted my spirits. yay, shopping.
23 JUL 2002 - 10.09p
okay, so i had a difficult day... i have my reasons, i guess.
i have no idea what i'm going to do about newt. the new saddle helps, for sure... but it's kind of like he's reached a plateau and we just can't get beyond it. he's not 100% sound, but it's such a great improvement over how he was a few months ago. since i really don't have any concrete plans to show him this year, anyway (except for maybe a teeny tiny one in a couple of weeks), i'm really debating giving him the rest of the year off. i'd hate to think i'm doing further damage or preventing him from recovering 100% (even though we never really had any diagnosis, aside from his back being fucked up)... i'd say he's maybe 95% sound now... i just want him to be perfect... and if a few more months of getting fat will help him, then i'll just let him rot, i guess. light hacking and very easy work, just to keep him from getting too fat... and so i can break in my new saddle.
i took phoebe for a really long walk tonight. as i was leaving, my mom was singing "tiny dancer." that's beside the point, though. anyhow, we went for this long walk... down to the old memorial park... and down some path there. it was pretty odd because there was this little clearing type deal with these weird gorilla statues. i'd never seen them before, and i wasn't really sure what their purpose was, other than to scare the shit out of my dog.
i thought a lot about my shitty fall semester schedule. i guess i really don't have anything else going on for me, aside from work and my fat horse... so devoting all my time to glorious cleveland fucking state might not be so bad. i don't plan on meeting any married men this semester, and i highly doubt i'll have any classes with friends... looks like o'malley is going to actually be a slave to the books. ha, yeah, right. maybe if school were actually difficult... but it's not, so i won't.
i'd like to take this time to wish john a nice, safe trip overseas. he leaves for europe on friday. have a wonderful time, john. sure, i haven't seen you in a month... and i'm sure i won't see you for another month... but enjoy yourself. and bring me back a present. oh! will we be going to modest mouse in august? should i pick up tickets? (you have to go with me... especially now that i have the flask!)
in other news, lacey informed me that paul h informed her that guided by voices are playing a FREE show at CWRU on saturday the third of august. supposedly it is BYOB. weeeee! i would say that it's safe to say that I'LL BE THERE, MOTHERFUCKER.
23 JUL 2002 - 12.44p
well... i finally registered for classes. my schedule sucks serious ass. i have one class on mondays, from 11-12:05. then tuesdays and thursdays i have class from 4-10p. wednesdays, i go from 9:45 until noon. and fridays i will be in class from 8:45 until noon. sucks ass, but i guess i don't really have a whole lot of other stuff going on for me.
in somewhat related news, i will have slightly too many classes to take to graduate spring semester... therefore, i will either have to take summer classes or hold off for fall of 2003. i think i'd rather go in the summer. i just want to finish this in a timely fashion.
i don't work today or tomorrow. i should go riding now, i guess.
22 JUL 2002 - 11.13p
picture time!
so, apparently a lot of people have a fear of driving on the skyway. i have no idea why, because there is nothing scary about it... in fact, i think the scariest part is paying the tolls. ooooooh, so scary. anyway, ed was very frightened. doesn't he look it?
despite looking like a jerk, i helped (watched) shelley princess make a cake, which has become a tradition of ours. the cake of choice is always something with rainbow swirls or chips or something... and is best when made in shelley's horse shoe cake pan. shelley could hardly contain herself during all the cake baking. ed, however, could contain himself when it came to the cake... but imagine the excitement when he finally found canada* on the globe! hooray, ed!
this is probably really the only interesting picture i have. it's what used to be the real world chicgo house/loft/whatever. it's going to turn into a gym, i guess. hmm.
another semi-interesting picture i took was this one of cutie shoebox will of imperial teen and the lovely miss kim deal.**
*i am well aware that ed is not looking at canada on the globe. i just thought that would be funny. i am not that geographically stupid, even if i do describe indiana as being "left of ohio."
**i actually stole that off of the imperial teen site. but i loved the picture so much, i just had to. if will or kim deal wants to take me to court over it, i'm cool with that.
22 JUL 2002 - 10.41a
i would also like to add a big thank you to david for updating for me. that was very nice. i'm sure the whole two people who actually read this while i was gone appreciated it.
i do have a few pictures from my chicago outing... i didn't go crazy with the digital camera or anything, and i didn't take my camera to the show, but i do have a few pictures i'll put up later.
22 JUL 2002 - 9.56a
now for the moment you all have been waiting for... naked returns from chicago. i actually got back last night, but i had to go to the canadian's to retrieve a cell phone charger since he had an extra and i broke mine. um, yeah.
anyhow, after a rather uneventful drive, we arrived at shelley princess's apartment in wicker park. this is also the same neighborhood last season's real world house was in... it's now being converted into a gym, in case you were wondering. once i put my stellar parallel parking skills to use parking the car in a spot barely big enough for it, we walked up the block to shelley's really nice building... and up the twisty stairs to her really nice apartment. we soon took off for a restaurant/pub in her neighborhood. food was good. drink was good. conversation was good. david kept interrupting with phone calls from the imperial teen/breeders (actually i was listening to imperial teen on my cell as i was doing my kick ass parallel parking) show in minneapolis. he played something that kind of sounded like "hellbound" and i got really, really excited. a phone call later that evening confirmed my suspicions.
after food/drink, we went back to shelley's apartment and looked at pictures and home movies and baked a cake. then we didn't wait for the cake to cool and frosted it, which wasn't necessarily a good idea, but we didn't mind. then all went to bed... nobody slept very well... i think we were actually up earlier than shelley's roommate who had to leave early for a boat race in the morning.
we spent the morning walking around shelley's neighborhood... many of the cool shops weren't opened yet, but we did stop for cinnamon rolls and the sweetest raspberry lemonade i have ever had in my whole life. we saw the building/store front for champion records from the movie high fidelity and then we hopped on a bus and went to wrigleyville. there was a cubs game happening, so it was a little crazy... after being hit by about a hundred scalpers (and inventing a new game called dead, married, or canadian?) we almost caved to the pressure and went to the game (not really). we went shopping down clark and stopped in fun places like the alley. we walked some more, decided to stop for lunch and then take a train downtown. we had lunch at shubas and we all must have been starving because the artichoke dip appetizer didn't last very long (and ed threatened to eat the rest of it like soup).
we went downtown and shopped some more and got ice cream (i got a smoothie) then hopped on a train back to shelley's and took naps (well, i did, at least). then we were off to see the breeders and imperial teen at the metro! weee! we were not expecting bratmobile to open... but they were there, too. it was... um, not cool, really. i mean, that type of thing is obviously not my type of thing, but the singer chick does cheerleader moves the whole time, despite nasty cellulite hanging out of her shorts... so, whatever. that's kind of cool, i guess. heh.
then imperial teen played. oh my god... i think they might have moved to the top of the list of the five things i'm obsessed with, even though the list was in no particular order. they were even better than they are on album. they sound unbelievably good live... you can really get the intensity of all the vocal parts and stuff. pretty cool. they played everything i wanted to hear (except "butch")... but really, every other song that i am in love with, they played... even "birthday girl." i am so in love with will from imperial teen, but after seeing him outside after the show, i discovered that he falls into the same category as marty from the shins... he could fit in a shoebox. still cute, though. i am really more in love with this band than i was before. i want to see them again and again and again.
the breeders came on next. they were also really fucking great, as always. kelley looked really good, maybe even pretty. kim looked greasy, but she was wearing a guinness shirt that said "black magic", so that kind of made up for it. they were very chatty, told lots of jokes, and smoked a lot. i love them.
songs they played, in no particular order: HELLBOUND!!!!!!
no aloha
cannonball
saints
flipside (a.k.a. the driving to new jersey song)
drivin on 9 (for which kelley has learned violin)
divine hammer
i just wanna get along
safari head to toe! (which was written by a british girl who was in love with an american girl)
fortunately gone
huffer
the theme to buffy the vampire slayer (???)
the beginning of some DIO song (i shit you not)
little fury
off you
son of three (yay, wip-its!)
forced to drive
future boy (a TKD6K song)
a few amps songs: pacer, tipp city, and full on idle
i think that might be it, but i could very well be missing a new song or two off the new album because i don't really know the names. so, yeah, the show was really good and well worth the trip to chicago.
after the show, we met up with shelley princess for a drink. there was a humorous conversation between the three of us and some drunk guy who'd been drinking since the cubs game much, much earlier in the day. he asked me my name, to which i replied, "i'm from cleveland." then when he told me that he grew up in indiana, i said, "well, that explains a lot" and then he called me mean. oh, i am so mean.
on sunday, we woke up and took our time not doing much of anything... then we walked shelley's hood once again, as there was a little art/street festival going on. it was fun... we got free condoms and frisbees and pens and had chinese food on the sidewalk. then i bought phoebe a bag of barbecued squirrel cookies and we came home. yes, home home. the drive back was long, but painless.
i had a most wonderful weekend, yes. i needed that! i'm also super thrilled to have a phone charger that plugs into the wall that actually works. thank you, canadian.
21 JUL 2002 - 1.12a cdt
update via david #2:
the breeders played "hellbound" tonight. i can kill myself now.
20 JUL 2002 - 1.13a cdt
update via david via cell phone:
david saw the breeders and imperial teen in minneapolis tonight. i got to hear a couple of imperial teen songs through my cell... and later, when the breeders were playing, i thought i heard hellbound! anyone who knows me well enough will know that hellbound is my favorite breeders song ever, and i was sad when they didn't play it the time i saw them in cleveland a few months ago. i bet they'll play it in chicago. i'm so excited.
david also has reason to believe that kelley deal may be getting married. hmmmm....
19 JUL 2002 - 3.06p
bye for real this time!!
mad props to paul h for the flask. you are the fucking shit. i'd like to break it in this weekend, but i'm going to wait...
[now playing: doors slamming, as i exit...]
19 JUL 2002 - 1.44p
i'm leaving for chicago in about an hour and fifteen minutes. everybody have a wonderful weekend. think good driving thoughts for me... and i'll be back on sunday.
19 JUL 2002 - 12.42a
why, oh why, does the canadian have to sleep?
18 JUL 2002 - 6.38p
home from work and i don't know what to do with myself. i rode early this morning (had a great ride, too) and now here i am. hmm. i had a good day at work. david and i spent most of the day chatting... we had several good regular customers come in and make substantial purchases, which was nice... in between customers and stuff, we talked and talked... and then david left to have his license renewed.
the real david sent me an email today... apparently airfare to minneapolis from cleveland (or to cleveland from minneapolis) is super cheap... a whopping . almost cheap enough for me to deliver (in person) that shirt he left here last year, instead of mailing it (like i was supposed to do a couple weeks ago). i have worn it once since i said i was going to mail it, david. so it's been put to good use, i guess.
john just called and interrupted my blogging. he was on his way to the cinematheque. we talked for a moment or two. i don't know why i'm sharing that.
[now playing: the amps - 'pacer' cd]
18 JUL 2002 - 12.18a
i was driving home from the barn earlier tonight and i was listening to belle and sebastian. i was thinking about how my life was completely crazy several days prior to the detroit belle and sebastian show... finals week, not having a ticket, then having a ticket, then having my car die. but that's just the way my life is, i guess. stuff is never easy and usually i have to struggle a bit for the good stuff to happen... but then when the good stuff happens, it's so worth the struggle. that belle and sebastian night in detroit was quite honestly one of the best nights of my life... it was great to see amy and it was great to meet a bunch of really cool people. i could have danced all night.
so, maybe all that's going on right now is just the shit i have to get through in order to have myself a really good time. it will be great to see shelley princess!! it's been so long... i will love to sit down and have good food and talk to her... i maintain that she is one of the most sensible people i know. she's always been that way... very thoughtful and smart. i miss having her nearby. hopefully she can talk some sense into me... god knows i probably need it.
and, of course, it will be even greater to see the breeders and my new old obsession, imperial teen.
speaking of obsessions, i'll have to quiz john on my five current obsessions... i have no idea if he'll get them this time since i haven't talked to him in a week. hmph.`
17 JUL 2002 - 7.03p
i am never making plans to see another band out of town for the rest of my life. in typical naked fashion, my plans are now a little effed up... it's probably just a message from a higher power telling me to stay the fuck home. i'm just really relieved that i'm not sitting on tickets for TWO breeders shows, even though i would have much rather gone to toronto. s'all good... i will find a way. but i really should know better by now. oh well, live and learn, i guess.
my feet hurt. i have to go let my horse out now.
17 JUL 2002 - 3.17a
okay... so it's a little past my bedtime... i just had the grandest time sitting outside on the porch swing with brigid and ed, while drinking beer and eating pizza and smoking parliaments. sigh. it was great to catch up with brigid... even greater to hear her russian stories, particularly the one about peeing for the russian cops. motherfucking brilliant.
it's late. i'm tired. phoebe is especially tired after playing with layla all night. i have to work tomorrow... so much for trying to ride before work. that definitely is not happening. i was kind of hoping that the canadian might invite me over tomorrow... or maybe thursday? oh, canadian?
i have no idea what's going on for chicago this weekend after reading lacey's blog. there is absolutely no way i can do the drive myself... and and as we all know, i do not travel well (at least david can attest to this... i will be a zombie after spending that much time in a car), so going to chicago just on saturday for the show isn't an option... i really need the time to recover from travel and kind of zone out, which is why i'd planned on going on friday all along. the breeders show is an early one, so i didn't think it would even be wise for me to leave saturday morning and attempt to get there on time for the show... i'd probably make a horrible rock star. anywho... i tried calling lacey but she didn't answer her cell and her home line was busy... i'll be anxious to figure this all out, because i'm starting to get a little nervous about the whole thing.
i should go to bed. i have work and shit to worry about.
16 JUL 2002 - 1.19a
i hope paul cox had a good time seeing the shins tonight. i really hope he talked to marty and told him that he's so cute and that i want to put him in a shoebox. if anybody wants to see the shins with me at the grog on the 28th, please let me know (john, you are excluded). i love them. i love marty, even if he is short. and of course, as always, i love paul cox.
i'm going to bed now. i guess i won't be waking up early to ride. bah! damn work.
15 JUL 2002 - 10.19p
i had a very, very fast day at work today. the time just flew by. i worked with david today because maggie is on vacation... probably a smart time to take a vacation. we did some major rearranging (david hammered all the nails into the walls, thank god) and i hardly even took a break. wow. during one of the quieter moments, i started reading this cleveland art/glass newsletter thing. imagine my surprise when a gallery had advertised my RA from my freshman year at findlay as having photography exhibited. she doesn't exactly have a common name (blythe... and her last name isn't common at all, either)... so i was pretty shocked because i had no idea she was into photography (maybe i just don't remember). on the next page of the newsletter, there was a small ad for her photography. i totally plan on giving her a call. crazy.
i had a good ride on the newt tonight. my mum came out to watch because she hasn't seen me ride him since fall. she misses horse shows, or so she says. she was pretty happy with how newt was going, so i guess that's good. it's nice to have a critical eye on the ground willing to give me an honest opinion.
doh! i guess lacey didn't realize i was planning on leaving for chicago on friday. duh, me.
15 JUL 2002 - 12.02a
someone found david's website by doing a search for "dogs pooing" and people are finding mine by doing searches for "wip-its." funny, because if it were up to me, i wouldn't have spelled "wip-its" that way... that's just how it is spelled in the breeders lyrics i was quoting. i probably would have spelled it "whip-its"...
14 JUL 2002 - 11.19p
yow. where do i begin?
since it has come to my attention that i may have one or possibly more new readers, i thought i'd just say hello. i received a glowing piece of fan mail today from that andy guy who i had mentioned in passing several entries down. notice how i never followed up on him? i didn't because it simply isn't my style. if i have something that i want to write about it, i write about it... if it's interesting to me, i don't give a shit what anybody else thinks (i.e. boring horse/saddle banter). if something isn't particularly interesting (to me), i don't write about it. simple as that. i suppose that's why i neglected to mention andy here. nothing particularly interesting going on there.
anyhow... back to the "fan mail." read for yourself: At the very least, a few of my friends got a good laugh out of your
website. We always find the need for external validation rather
humorous. So maybe thanks are in order.
if someone can tell me exactly how i need some so-called "external validation" because i write about things that i find interesting, then by all means, feel free to email me... but i guess that's me just begging for some "external validation", huh? for some reason, i highly doubt i'd receive any email, anyway. sounds like someone is just a little bitter. oh well, such is life. and as paul cox said, "like you're the ONLY person in the world with a blog!"
but anyhow, if you're reading this and finding humor in it, may i suggest you put your bowls down and try reading it while not being stoned? i'll just resume writing about the things that matter to me, and i'll carry on quite confidently knowing that i am who i am (which is, of course, someone that i truly enjoy being)... i'll just chalk this up for experience and just tell it like the funny story it is.
i suppose this wasn't quite as fun as trashing him, as the canadian suggested all along...
[now playing: radiohead - 'the bends' cd]
14 JUL 2002 - 11.58a
i would like to take this time to say kind things about the canadian. he is very thoughtful and nice and he is canadian. and i'm sure he is closer to six feet tall than i made it sound. i am very sorry about that, canadian.
14 JUL 2002 - 9.18a
after a terribly exciting day of horses (ralph and i did go on the most wonderful hack around the property... after hitting all the "usual" spots, we rode into the development to some new trail they're building through the development. it was really very nice, and especially hilly... good for newt, since he is lazy and creeps up hills very slowly like a roller coaster.), i hung out with joanne for a bit then headed to ed's for his brother's graduation. it was entertaining, to say the least... ed converted a grill into a campfire and was drinking wine right out of the bottle. oh, i love ed. there was also a big discussion where some 19 year old kid was telling me how he has never read a book (hasn't even read babar, you know, the elephant.).
speaking of babar, this is the name of the new band featuring dave weston. i forgot to mention this to the people that might care (mainly lacey). jeff kisch is also in the band.
anyhow, while at the grad party, i received a call from the canadian... i finished my drink, and headed over to his apartment where we watched a bit of lock, stock and two smoking barrels. the canadian seemed pretty convinced that i was going to fall asleep, and periodically checked to see if i was awake by waving his hands in front of my face. my eyes weren't closed, really!!! i had a good night, yeah. a particular highlight was when the canadian told me that i am clever and scheming! if that doesn't sum me up, then i don't know what does. i was flattered at first that he called me clever... and even more so flattered when he added the scheming. oh, sigh!
in other news, i listened to the afghan whigs' gentlemen cd that i let john borrow way back when... he finally gave it back on my birthday and this was the first time i'd listened to it. wouldn't you know, it skips horribly during 'debonair'! gah!! last night, it just wouldn't play... then this morning, it just skipped and skipped... but that's the only track that seems to be a problem. weird and lame!
talked to david a bit yesterday while i was walking truman and then later while driving to the canadian's house. apparently he saw the (shitty) white stripes last night and felt the need to call me from the show so i could hear. oh yeah, great. thanks, "dave."
13 JUL 2002 - 2.04a
i am so tired. i have no idea why i'm not fast asleep in bed already. i wasn't sure i was going to even make it on the drive home from kent tonight... while i was still there, i contemplated calling the canadian (lacey strongly urged me to do so, despite my reasoning that it would seem very much like a booty call when all i wanted to do was sleep.) because staying at his apartment would have shaved a good 20+ minutes off my drive. i did end up calling when my drive started becoming difficult... somewhere on 480, where it's really, really dark. but the smart canadian had his phone turned off... gah. it probably had to do with a call he received earlier in the evening... hmm. so, i drove home. and here i am. i am tired and i am sneezing like a motherfucker.
talked to john briefly tonight... lacey and i both just proclaimed our love for him. he needs to learn to call me to see what i'm doing a little earlier than after 11. i never, ever see him anymore (it's been two weeks!) and i do enjoy his company ever so much. hopefully he will call me tomorrow so i can fill him in on the recent goings on. he needs to know.
i also talked to brigid today! how fun! unfortunately our plans didn't mesh... so i'm keeping fingers crossed that we can make something work out before she drives back to nyc.
goodnight!
12 JUL 2002 - 8.22p
long day! i know some of you will probably not believe that i had a long tiring day (ahem, canadian), but i most certainly did. i had to ride both newtie and truman and get manasas out... then i headed to the horse show to pick up my name plate for my saddle. they fucked it up not once, not twice, but three times!! fortunately my name was spelled right all three times and their error was in the script/capitalization of my name. i got to keep all three name plates, so i have my pick of which to put on my saddle. not sure what i'll do with the other two... i guess i could nail one to my bedroom door and have the world's tiniest office plaque.
i'm going to shower! i am so gross. i'm not sure exactly what it is i'm doing tonight, but you'd better believe i'm doing something.
and yes, paul cox, i do want a toaster on my site. how cute would that be? i am all about the motherfucking toast, motherfucker. i love paul cox.
12 JUL 2002 - 12.17a
i have a few things to add.
for those of you out of the loop, the picture in the corner of the guy with his hand down his pants was stolen from the jones soda website by paul cox. apparenlty that's also where the super scary smiling face (r.i.p.) came from, too. i'm really not complaining about the guy in the corner, although i'd rather a toaster in the corner. hey, paul cox, the next time you change my blog, can you put a toaster in the corner? i love you, paul cox.
i have several horses to deal with this weekend. in addition to newt, i have truman and manasas through the weekend. weeeeeee! i love truey and i'm always happy to ride him for steph. manasas should be interesting... i'm only lunging him since he would probably kill me if i did anything else. then on monday, kid returns! call me sick, but i'm almost looking forward to him coming home. having another horse to ride semi-regularly might be cool. at least my saddle will break in faster.
tonight i told the canadian that i could be nice for a week. he seemed to think i wouldn't last. in other news, he told me i have a little common sense. gee, thanks.
11 JUL 2002 - 9.38p
i didn't really have the time or desire to update today until now. i can't really think of a whole lot that's going on. i spent the majority of my day at the cleveland horse show. i ordered a name plate for my new saddle and i watched some of the children's hunters go. then i watched some jumpers. not terribly exciting, but i did get a little sunburned and that does excite me terribly.
i was contemplating making the trip to kent tonight to hang out with lacey, but decided against it because i have a slight headache which i can blame on forgetting to take my allergy drugs this morning... and that caused me to sneeze all day until my head hurt. i just got out of the shower, and my headache is still lingering despite two advil an hour ago. bah. i would have liked to celebrate lacey passing her exams! oh well... i'm sure she'll understand. boo, headaches.
10 JUL 2002 - 11.21a
oh my god! does the guy in the corner have one of his hands down his pants?!?! perhaps the picture is more suited to the rub.
10 JUL 2002 - 10.17a
i want a picture of a toaster or something in the corner. i don't know who that guy is. and i quite like toast.
10 JUL 2002 - 9.12a
paralell lines on the slow decline, tractor rape chain!
better yet, let's all get wet on the tractor rape chain!
gah. make it stop.
10 JUL 2002 - 9.04a
much better, paul cox! but now i am going to have 'tractor rape chain' in my head all the time!!! one minor complaint (and no, i wasn't just complaining): you need to change the color of the font on the little messages you left me. impossible to read. and a question (and i'll feel stupid if i should know the answer to this): who is that a picture of in the corner?
but seriously, paul cox, it is much better and i appreciate it. thank you. you're a peach and i love you!
09 JUL 2002 - 11.19p
i know david has already alerted the world to this but i seriously can't get enough of it. i've probably watched it over ten times, and i suggest you do the same.
i had a rather uneventful day today. no work, so i went riding... organizing this chiropractor visit tomorrow has proven to be a pain in the ass. from now on, i'm just going to haul the horse to jefferson rather than deal with it. i still love my saddle. i cleaned it this morning for the first time, and managed to get most of the tallow off.
i went to the cleveland horse show in the afternoon. i watched the hunter breeding classes and met up with a nice girl named joy who told me about a yearling for sale that i really ought to take a look at. then i hung out with laura for a bit. i really miss the horse show scene... but at the same time, i am really enjoying the time off from it.
tomorrow i am making andy take me to the great lakes brewery. we talked for probably three hours tonight. he knows that i am half ninja... and i also informed him that i am the coolest girl in the world. he doesn't seem terribly intimidated yet... so that's good.
my car cd player (um, i guess it's really david's) is so fucked. remember how it wouldn't play my brand new breeders cd a while back? well, now it won't play my brand new ugly casanova cd. for the first few listens it was fine... and then it started skipping like mad, but if i turned the cd player upside down, it was okay. well, today, that no longer worked... so i brought the cd inside (plays a-okay on my computer, just like 'title tk'), burned a copy of it, and now the copy is in rotation in the car. i don't know what's up with that cd player... it loves cd-r's... and it loves older cds... but it just can't handle new stuff. weird, huh?
[now playing: ugly casanova - 'sharpen your teeth' cd]
08 JULY 2002 - 11.10p
okay. i've edited slightly. for those of you who have no idea what i'm talking about, please don't worry about it. for those of you who do know what i'm talking about, at least i can cross one more thing off my list, eh?
i'd like to make a shout out to my support group. thank you so much for helping me to make sense of my life. it's all so much clearer now!
special thanks to paul cox for considering redesigining this site again. i appreciate the time you will take to dream up something nice and unscary for me, paul. and i swear, as long as it is not scary and hard to read, i won't make a peep about it, other than to sing your praises. i love paul cox.
um, so i think i have a date or something on wednesday with a guy named andy. he doesn't read this yet... but he knows it exists... kind of. i'm probably going to tell him more about it soon.
i'm still enjoying my new saddle to the fullest. i had a really great ride on newt tonight, although it was a bit rushed so i could finish before dark. he felt really good. the chiropractor/vet is coming out on wednesday to do newt's teeth and possibly give him another adjustment, if needed.
lots of weekend excitement coming up... brigid will be in town soon, so i will definitely be meeting up with her at some point. then next weekend is the breeders show in chicago!!!!!! the following weekend is the slumber party massacre... and not only will we be celebrating brett's birthday, but jessie's, as well. jessie is turning a whopping 20 years old this month... she's just a wee peep. but now that we know it's her birthday, it's her party, too. yay, birthdays (except for brett) and yay, parties!!
07 JUL 2002 - 12.22p
despite what the canadian says, he is not six feet tall... unless i have managed to sprout a couple of inches in the last two weeks.
i bought the ugly casanova cd yesterday. i had an urge to spend a few dollars, especially since i didn't get to the art show.
i'm tired of the way my blog looks.
i have decided to keep the beval, standard flap and all. i just can't picture myself needing a long flap (but then again, there is that chance i have grown in the last couple of weeks). i'm anxious to ride in it again today.
i'm going to eat a salad now. i have feta cheese.
06 JULY 2002 - 8.59a
my beval came! my beval came! i barely rode in it last night... just took the horse for a walk in it. i'm a little concerned that i should have ordered the long flap. i mean, my legs are long... but are they really long? at least compared to like a 6' person? gah, i just don't know. if i'm going to spend this much money on something, i just want it to be perfect.
i went to lacey's last night to hang out. i realized that i left the oh so beautiful newcastle pint glass that she brought me home from florida on her kitchen counter. gah! i was tired and not feeling particularly well, so lacey made me soup. despite the crackers being marshmallowy, it was just what i needed. thank you, lacey. that was so nice of you, and someday i will make you an angry-faced sandwich man in return. yay!
it was fun hanging out, though. the pirate tried to do a card trick, which failed miserably when i noticed he had two cards in his hand. i asked him if he thought he was david blaine. then the pirate should us how he could levatate!! i really need to start carrying my digital camera around again so i can capture all of these fine moments on film.
i talked to the canadian most of my drive home... i ran over something BIG in the middle of the road on that dark, dark part of 480 (right after 14 becomes 480 going west). it felt like a log... seriously. i was really scared that my tires were going to blow (a la brett), but they didn't. i'm scared to go out and look at them this morning, though. oh, and the canadian doesn't believe me that 480 and 271 are the same thing for a few miles. silly canadian!
i'm anxiously awaiting a new design for my blog. ahem, paul cox.
05 JUL 2002 - 9.18a
what the fuck, paul cox? this is really, really, really, really lame. i want something new!! you change your blog all the time and it looks nice. we gave you such minimal help with lacey's blog and it came out perfect. don't give me the old school blog back... that makes me sad. i want something new!!!
04 JUL 2002 - 9.38p
paul cox, can you please do something with my blog?! pretty, pretty, pretty please?
i smell like an interesting combination of wet dog and horse fly spray. i took phoebe to the barn tonight while i turned the newt out... she ran around like a total idiot, and i even lost track of her for a short period of time. i was on the phone with lacey, and i realized my dog was gone. i called her name... silence. "oh shit," i thought, "i lost my dog." i called her name again, and all of a sudden, she came running out of the woods. must've been looking for that damn blair witch.
i had to give dog a bath, as she was gross. now i smell like wet dog (and fly spray) and fireworks are going on outside. the canadian has ordered me to shower, and he feels like chocolate, so he said he's going to "make chocolate." hmm. i'm not sure how it feels to feel like chocolate, but as long as he's okay with that, it's cool with me.
work blew. boooooorrrrrrrrrrrring! but marcy and i had fun, once she finally got there. yay, marcy. there's a good possibility she might even make it to the slumber party massacre at lacey's. yay, massacre! i must remember to re-invite john, and the canadian, even though i am 99% sure neither one of them will be able to go.
04 JUL 2002 - 8.21a
paul cox... you should really not be afraid to do the design stuff for me. i think everything you've done has been great! this is the first time i've ever seen something a little questionable on your part. please understand that i'm not wild about black backgrounds to begin with... and you should have known that i could have gone either way with the picture (and i still maintain that it's hideous!). i really don't think you should be scared to change it for me. really, paul cox... you are the master... i think you were just having an off day... or you forgot that i am not a circus clown, but a girl.
i have to shower and get ready for work now. lame. isn't it a holiday or something?!
03 JUL 2002 - 6.36p
i have a list of things to complain about. a long list. let me start off by complaining about my blog... starting with the ugly thing in the corner. it sucks ass. next, i will complain on the behalf other people about my blog. one anonymous person told me this morning that he couldn't read it... "maybe it's the computer here," he said. hmm. or maybe it's bright yellow on a black background. then, in an email, another person (who shall also remain anonymous) had this to say: eeek -- i liked the old colors better... but the new blog is still nice. of course it's nice... but i think paul cox needs to hear what my public is saying (and what i'm saying about that damn scary thing in the corner!).
dirty complaint number two: for my birthday, my boss had given me a box of godiva truffles. i was saving the raspberry truffle for last, as it was the best in the box (maggie didn't pick my favorite - mandarin orange). i left the box next to my computer on the desk... when i was out playing with newt this morning, some little bad spotted dog broke into the computer room and STOLE my raspberry truffle. gah!!! anybody who loves me will buy me one... so, who loves me?
thirdly, because i have the gayest work schedule this week, i missed UPS when they attempted to deliver my saddle today. and since tomorrow is a holiday, i'll be saddle-less another day... and i work the same hours on friday, so it's highly unlikely they'll be able to deliver it then, either. i'm pretty sure nobody will be home until friday night. i just want my saddle.
i think that's about it. i'm tired. i'm going to take a nap.
i'm sorry phoebe ate your truffle, and i'm sorry you didn't get your saddle today like you wanted. but i'm not doing any more re-design work for you. i'm scared to. - paul cox
03 JUL 2002 - 10.36a
it looks like lacey and i are going to have to fight over who gets to marry paul cox. who would have ever thought the day would come when two girls were fighting over paul cox? ha. you know we love you, paul cox.
it has come to my attention that i am a complainer. whatever. when you trust someone's judgement, you generally trust that they will not put something SCARY on your blog. but i can't see it, anyway, with the duct tape in place.
[now playing: the shins - 'oh, inverted world']
let it be known that i actually had two girls fight over me when i was a high school senior. i was dating neither of them. - paul cox
02 JUL 2002 - 11.40p
i have solved my problem with the graphic in the upper left corner... it was an easy solution: a piece of duct tape on my computer screen. sure, i can't see anything else in that corner, but it's worth it.
i had fun talking to the canadian tonight. he thinks i'm on crack.BR>
my saddle didn't come today. sucks. i'm not riding until i get it... which is fine, because it's too hot to be riding, anyway. i plan on trying to get the horse done tomorrow before work... that way i can be lazy after work... but of course the saddle will not arrive before work... so... i won't be riding tomorrow, either. newt has been on pasture so much lately that he's starting to get chubby like he was at robin's. cute.
i'm going to bed. i'd like to give a shout out to the other canadian in my life. he's a pixies fan and he's the shit.
02 JUL 2002 - 6.34p
i am not entirely convinced that paul cox did not have his brain sucked out by spiders. if his brain had not been sucked out by spiders, would i have that scary picture in the corner?? no! gah... lacey seems to like it, as well... but she just had a big burly thing stuck in her lip, so she is no doubt way loopy. i think when her lip starts healing, she'll realize that that thing is fucking creepy!!!!
work was completely insane today... but in a fun way. maggie and i were both a little frazzled. we sold a lot of stuff... really odd for a tuesday afternoon. i didn't get to order anything today, but i did get to pick stuff to put on sale. if anybody would like an etched glass leandra drumm sports themed pilsner glass, let me know. they're pretty cool, and we have two each in baseball, golf, and (american) football. if they weren't all sporty, i'd get a set for myself... but i am a girl and i don't like them like a boy would. i guess they'd make a nice gift.
david is keeping secrets from me. i think that makes him a jerk.
02 JUL 2002 - 6.03a
so, y'all probably have noticed that i've undergone a transformation overnight... thanks to the love of my life, paul cox. i love the colors, even if they do kind of remind me of a bee... but that scary thing in the corner is just so scary. hopefully by the time anybody reads this, that eyesore will be gone! oh, paul cox, i truly appreciate you taking the time to update my blog... but that thing is frightening!!!! get it off!!!!!!
the only reason i am up right now is because i have cramps and i feel like shit. take pity on me... i need to sleep... but i probably won't be able to with that scary thing from the corner of my page fresh in my mind.
meghan. what are you talking about? that thing is great. and it's really, really happy. -- paul cox
01 JUL 2002 - 7.02p
there will be no gbv in cincy for me this weekend, which i'm totally fine with. i need to be putting my money towards chicago and the beval (which should be here tomorrow!). s'all good. there's also an art show i kind of want to go to this weekend... as well as a possible trip to lovely bucyrus, ohio to look at a baby horse that is supposedly really nice, and fairly cheap.
i have a tummy ache. i had a fun day at work, though. it was probably the most responsibility i have ever had there... i actually got to pick out stuff and order it. insane. very exciting, though. i think i need a raise. maggie went out and bought a loaf of bread from panera when she was out making the deposit... she brought it back and we chowed on it all day. yum.
