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Friday, February 27, 2004
I'm mostly kidding, by the way.'s going to do what?
Man...I have some great friends.

Contrary to popular belief, I am not "freaking out." I am experiencing "an overwhelming sense of loss of control accompanied by the distinct sensation that time is advancing too rapidly, exacerbated by the experience of day-residue nightmares and mild-to-moderate panic attacks." That's all.

8 days!
Thursday, February 26, 2004

"At a screening in Wichita, Kansas, a woman in her 50s began having trouble breathing toward the end of the movie and later died, a theater official said."
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Hyper Hooters!

I don't get the last line at the end though...anyone?
Monday, February 23, 2004
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww that's gross. So is this.

12 days!

And speaking of funny names, since we weren't, this guy has an awful name. So nice of them to include his nickname at the end...
My gross post for the week.
Sunday, February 22, 2004
13 days. Sorry, I missed a couple. I had a great bridal shower today...thanks to everyone

I gotta go to bed soon.
Friday, February 20, 2004
Today's Scenes From the Potty:

"Anytime you have more than four people in the bathroom you have to post that there's a meeting! And you have to send out the minutes."

I wonder if it counts if I'm the fourth person...

Those would be interesting minutes.
but isn't there a certain positive feeling you get from cleaning? I mean, that's what interested me in showering...
Thursday, February 19, 2004
OK folks - I am not a neat person. Our house is almost constantly in a state of piles and stuff everywhere. Why is it that I felt so compelled this morning to clean the kitchen that I even SCRUBBED the microwave inside and out? (let me note that cleaning the kitchen is truly one of the things I hate most in life. When someone invents a self-cleaning kitchen I will be first in line.) It could have someting to do with the inlaws visiting while my husband is out of town, but still . . . I believe I have gone over the edge. Someone save me. AAAHHHH.
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
DAMN is right. Tell me, as one person, what does the owner need with several treadmills?

17 days. Ha, ha! And I don't mean ha, ha "ha, ha" - I mean ha, ha "uh-oh." Or something.
Check this out. DAMN!
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
All of my humor comes from Gene.

18 days! Ha, ha!
Ok, now this is scary. And because Gene is normally funny, and this is not funny, I believe it's true.

Speaking of Dubya...if John and I ever have a son, and that son makes me very angry, and I want to insult him without him knowing what's going on, I'll call him "W"....
Gotta love Dubya!
Monday, February 16, 2004
Pissed at credit card companies? Follow the simple steps here to relieve your anger.
(19 days, by the way)
It's a long joke, but man oh man, is the punchline worth it...
Friday, February 13, 2004
Look at me, I'm on the Internet! So it's been a busy week, I found out my old high school teacher has a thing for young ladies:
If there's grass on the field...
and the crazy part is he's a really nice guy, like trustworthy nice. Oh well, in other news, one small puppy like to poop outside the door of my room, but as a consolation he makes sure I don't snooze all morning by waking me up when the alarm goes off. TGIF
Thursday, February 12, 2004
No, this is the funniest thing I've read in a long, long time. And I still love Gene Weingarten.
23 days! And we have a cheesy webpage now, where everyone can count down with us. How exciting!

And don't worry John, you'll get a day off. In 24 days.

Incidentally, this is the funniest thing I have read in a long, long time. Except, possibly, for this. I love Gene Weingarten.
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Hmm...I need a day off. A whole day. One day where I do nothing. Oh happy day! Please shoot me, for the toilet is calling.
I found the Gender Genie. According to it, using blog posts, I am female, John is male, Tom is female, Meghan is male, Leila is male, Smitty is male, Rich is male, and Genevieve is male.

Sometimes. Though it works the best on over 500 words. So someone needs to post a LONG blog entry. :-)

Also, click here, read the message, then read the text of the URL. Someone at the Washington Post Online has a sense of humor.
I wish I had a Gender Genie.
I move that you do it. Who will know? I mean, if you go into the bathroom, and don't come out for half an hour, is anyone really going to ASK? I don't think so.

24 days. And -1 days until we buy a house. Woohoo!

People have been asking if the event actually occurred. With mixed emotions, I must say no. It nearly occurred - might have if someone hadn't come in. I will say that I DEEPLY considered it and I'm currently hearing an appeal.


Today is one of THOSE days. Ya know? One of those days where you consider going down to the bathroom and falling asleep on the toilet...
Congratulations on closing on your house, John and Margaret. Perhaps now you can actually sleep without the use of medications. Yeah!!!

Also, Meghan and I stayed up WAY to late last night playing Inspector Parker, a game you can download and try for free. Try it at your own risk, it is a bunch of fun, and you may find yourself staying up late too.
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
Do chickens have feathers?

I mean, prior to plucking and eating. I was trying to come up with the opposite of "Do chickens have lips?" ...but it didn't work. Man I'm tired.
Did you buy a house???? Inquiring minds want to know.
25 days. And 13.5 hours until we buy a house. In theory.
Monday, February 09, 2004
OK - Read the title to this article and explain to me how one implores a state. HMMMMM?

26 days. And eight trillion days until we close on a house. I hate these incompetent people.
Sunday, February 08, 2004
Ok, wait, it's technically Sunday now, so technically I missed the 28 day mark. Now it's 27 days. Sigh.
28 days. Is anyone out there?
Friday, February 06, 2004
29 days. Or, exactly one month. If that month is February. During a year that is divisible by 4, except those that end in 00.

And I don't know why, but the first sentence of this article is - I think - fantastic. So is the second sentence, really. Read them out loud, dramatically.
Thursday, February 05, 2004
Ha ha ha ha ha.

30 days. I had just typed a very long list of everything that was left to be done in the next 30 days, but then my computer crashed and I lost it all. So first on the list is: Smash computer with a hammer.
This was posted on the Darden Announcements:

Great News for Panthers Fans!!!!!!!!
I've just saved a bunch of money on auto insurance by switching to Geico.
Posted by: luoj04


Wednesday, February 04, 2004
In response to Margaret's question; 1) pure coincidence; and 2) Man's long obsession with the artistic beauty of the female anatomy.
31 days.

Ahhh, drinking at "work." There are days when I feel like doing that. My work doesn't provide alcohol though, so it's sort of a "BYOB" thing, I'm assuming.

---And, one by one, we have to say - "duh."
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
Hey so I had my first day of work yesterday and it was AWESOME! We listened to a presentation for 15-30 minutes and then went to this girls house for a bbq and got drunk! woohoo! and best of all....the way they paid for the liquor was from petty cash...suggested by the boss...listed as "supplies."
32 days.

And Tom, why is it that your last few posts have had to do with boobs? Famous boobs, even.
Monday, February 02, 2004
33 days.
Well, as many of you saw, there was a suprise on national TV last night. The surpise, involving a "wardrobe malfunction" is best described by this picture. The faces tell it all . . .
Sunday, February 01, 2004
34 days.

That is all.