Saturday, September 30, 2006
Happy Last Day of Oktoberfest. Or sad... I guess, really. Well, actually the official website says 03/10/06... so apparently they feel like celebrating 'Til Tuesday, which I don't think is really a band worth celebrating, but I'll take the extra two days of Oktoberfest.
All the news that was fit to post. Last month.
I'm a slacker. Here are some updates. Forgive me if I've already typed any of this. It's been too long for me to be held responsible.
Mom and I went to Ikea and I bought a ton of furniture which the Bonsalls helped me put together over a bottle or two of wine. Good times!
Then we had a house warming extravaganza. Jess couldn't make it because she was bleeding from the face, but much thanks to everyone else who did show up. I, for one, had a swell time. I do remember thinking we should have the party so I could pare down the massive wine collection I had been growing, but I actually ended up having 4 extra bottles in the collection when all was said and done. The new, still-to-be-named beverage f*cked me up pretty good, but the best part was... I didn't have to go far when I was ready to pass out! And the next day I got to gorge myself on homemade bread (excellent for absorbing alcohol!) thanks to the other smoking libertarian I know.
Um... one night we were bored so, in true slumber party fashion, MB and I gave each other makeovers. Well, not really, but he did do a bang up job cutting my hair (layers and everything! and I've gotten tons of compliments. go figure!) and I got the distinct honor of trimming up the back of his hairline. Clippers are fun!
I've furthered my poker career a little, making not one but TWO solo trips to what I heard referred to as the "snoring beagle". That made me chuckle. I even had a dealer offer to buy me breakfast if I lost all my money.
I learned that Michigan was actually discovered by dyslexic French robots.
I watch the TV show Ed in its entirety. All 83-ish episodes. Then I went out and bought myself some Carol Vessey boots and a skirt or two. I can dress like female stuckeyvillian too. Oooo... And speaking of shopping, MB and I went on a shopping extravaganza a couple weeks ago. I got to play dress up with a life-sized Ken doll and we both ended up with a ton of new duds. We're so hot.
Jackass Number Two is about the funniest damn thing ever to have happened. I really have nothing else to say. It was Jackasstacular. Stallions may forever trigger my gag reflex.
I recently tripled my computer's storage capacity. I have a delightfully frankenstein-looking pile of hardware sitting next to my laptop right now housing my entire music collection. My laptop was literally too full to function the other day, so it thanks me for the breathing room.
So, day and night, 100% of the time you can hear the tv going in the apartment next door. (From out in the hallway... not from in our apartment.) Recently the management office stuck bags with surveys in them on out doors. Two weeks later the bag was still on the door of our neighbor. The tv was still going. We never see anyone come and go. We were certain we had a dead neighbor. I alerted the leasing office and a day or so later the bag was gone. Yesterday I heard someone cough from within. Today I heard something even more unusual... nothing. The tv was off! I think our neighbor is alive. Or, due to missed payments the BWL shut off her power.
I saw The Last Kiss. So, how many of you saw Closer and while good, thought it was about the most painful thing you'd ever had to sit through? Well, The Last Kiss was that, times ten, plus a dose of characters you can actually relate to. It was very uncomfortable. Agonizing to watch really. But in the best way possible. Good. But oh so bad.
So, I'm sure more has happened in the last month, but that's all I can muster right now. Some of it is such old news that it's neither interesting nor relevant anymore. But what can you do?
Thursday, September 28, 2006
That could have been worse. And MB, I was making one for you too but apparently the only person you look like is Kanye West. Go figure.
Why do cell phones in movies always have the same ring? (Think Jurassic Park... 3?)
Anyway. Why do you never hear real cell phones with that ring?
And does anyone even know what I'm talking about?
Whatever.
Monday, September 25, 2006
The sound of dry leaves skittering cross the pavement, pushed by a cool breeze, made my heart break just a little this afternoon. I hate that.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
36:44Clearly just what my body is capable of doing with no training.
It didn't even really suck this time. Usually somewhere along the way I decide I can't go on (but do). Now, after having come to the conclusion that there's no need to save anything for the end, I did take my last mile a little faster and kicked way harder way sooner than I normally do. About 30 yards from the finish line (right when you get to the point where everyone is watching) I decided I just didn't want to run that fast anymore (but I did). I had to. Again, people I knew were at the finish line calling out my name... over the microphone. Gotta put on an at least not embarrassing show, right?
What really blew me away were the 10 milers. Good lord. They started about 15 minutes before us and actually looped right by us just before we started. When they came back through (not even a mile into the race) the majority of them were running faster than I could ever sprint in at the end of a race... and they still had 9.5 miles to go. It was sick. The winners were on like 5 minute mile paces. Sick. And they were all rock hard athletes. Clearly they don't spend the hours laying around in bed watching Ed that I do.
Friday, September 22, 2006
So, I had a list of like 5 things about which I was going to post. I had an open blogger-create-post window open with a few key bullet points added, just waiting for day I'd have time to post. Then I suffered an unfortunate crash and lost my notes. I have no idea wwhat I was going to write. Shame for you, really. So I give you this instead: A brief conversation between myself and a cat.Boy and his cat: 8888888888888888888888888888888888
StepheeJoy: ok
StepheeJoy: hrm. i feel like perhaps your cat is speaking to me. maybe you're still at the store even.
Boy and his cat: 2k1q q ;``j00./,hg]fjjjjqqqqvbqlk,
Boy and his cat: Well, yes. This is what was on the screen when I just walked into the room.
Boy and his cat: vvvvvvvvvvr555 4vvvvvvvvvvvvve
Boy and his cat: 11111111111111111111111111111111111222221677777 77666665555555555555555555555555555555................................... ..... ..*66666666666666666666666
StepheeJoy: i think it's pretty cute when Nile IMs me
Boy and his cat: Nile is a funny guy. He loves typing, it seems.
Boy and his cat: So I just made a really good soup.
StepheeJoy: yummy. i want soup.
StepheeJoy: ok
StepheeJoy: hrm. i feel like perhaps your cat is speaking to me. maybe you're still at the store even.
Boy and his cat: 2k1q q ;``j00./,hg]fjjjjqqqqvbqlk,
Boy and his cat: Well, yes. This is what was on the screen when I just walked into the room.
Boy and his cat: vvvvvvvvvvr555 4vvvvvvvvvvvvve
Boy and his cat: 11111111111111111111111111111111111222221677777 77666665555555555555555555555555555555................................... ..... ..*66666666666666666666666
StepheeJoy: i think it's pretty cute when Nile IMs me
Boy and his cat: Nile is a funny guy. He loves typing, it seems.
Boy and his cat: So I just made a really good soup.
StepheeJoy: yummy. i want soup.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
What's with virgos? This week two of my absolute favorite people on the planet, it may even be safe to say THE two, had their birthdays. (We're happy to say Brian can no longer be drafted) Not to mention all my favorite people who had bithdays the previous couple weeks. Goodness gracious. I mean, it's always some one's birthday, but these haven't just been someones.
Anyway, virgos are creepy, but I love them.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
I have the best roommate ever.
Monday, September 04, 2006
4 hours, 3 friends, and 2 bottles of wine later... I have bedroom furniture! Hooray!Just one step closer to not having a completely trashed apartment when you come visit on Saturday.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
So I had a pretty shitty day the other day then a kind of sucky week because of my nasty sumer cold, but things are looking up! I may just be on a lucky streak.We began our long Friday night at the casino by nabbing just about the single best spot in the entire parking lot. I was afraid that was a bad place to use up all your luck when going to the casino, but Jon assured me it was a good omen. We then enjoyed a really pretty fantastic show by The Wreckers. They sounded great and were very interactive. Super glad I aquired some tix.
Then we made our way to the poker room for my first "real" live poker experience. I'd played with the girls, and a ton online, and of course, with my amazing teacher, but I hadn't really put my skills to the test, and definitley not in a casino setting. I was a little nervous, but after a cuple minutes at the felt I was fine. Six hours later I was more than comfortable and reracking my full $100 plus my whopping $4.50 in winnings. An excellent hourly wage I was earning. Ha! The long night and the smoke blown in my face did nothing for my cold, or my lack of voice, but I did really have a great time and was pretty proud of not only how I played, but how I behaved at the table. I'm certain no one would have picked me out as never having played a live game before. I have an excellent coach. Anyway, I'm excited to go back.
After a long day of recouperating, I did make a brief appearance at the big cookout/Andy's Harry Potter themed 29th b-day party, but not before putting my luck to the test one more time. On the way to Paul and Patty's I was faced with the sickening sight of red and blue lights flashing in my rearview mirror. See, the problem is that I've been known to be a bit of a speed demon and until Feb. I was about 2 points away from losing my license. I did have a ticket fall of my record then, but I still need to watch it. Anyway, I was going 41 in a 25 (wreckless endangerment... crap) and I was without my new proof of insurance (crap crap). I wasn't worried about paying the ticket... I was just worried about my precious ability to drive. But thankfully, for absolutely no good reason, the officer decided to have mercy on my poor lucky soul and let me off with a verbal warning. Maybe he liked my Stewart-Colbert '08 t-shirt.
So, now I'm going to head to bed and look forward to finding out what luck has in store for me tomorrow.
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