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hot damn. my journal has been access denied to you all for like two days now. ive been updating every day, but the posts arent going through. you see, my provider has changed ip's and its all just coming together now. so they tell me. if its not all up and running by tonight im gonna be mighty pissed. they should have informed their subscribers that this would be happening, that way i could have warned you all.

i also cant get into the newsgroup. sucks. have been making slow progress on the puzzle though, as a result of less online time.

im gonna tack thursday and wednesdays posts on to here for kicks.

i brought film in to be developed and its ready, but i only remember that its ready when ive already taken my shoes off and gotten into pajamas. aint no way im going back out there right now. its too chilly, and thats what happens when youre ripped from sleep at 6 09 am. i was supposed to be at work at 6. sebastien is still totally missing in action. no call, no show for two days now. he's good as fired unless he's like unconscious or something. crazy shit. the suspense is really getting to me. when the story unfolds i hope its not too ugly.

today i served two people in team 990 jackets. i was like 'you know, i listen to the station all the time' and the guy was like 'get out'. and i told them how im this huge expos fan and it turns out he's this long time well known sports dude, mitch melnick. they were really nice and once again i overblabbed about my obsession with the team and at the end he asked me if i go to alot of games and i said oh yeah, whenever i can, and he said 'give me your number and i'll get you some tickets for the next game'. sweet!!!! colorado here i come. i think that'll be my 6th game at the ballpark this season. one from each series. possibly 7. im not good at keeping track. its not like its pj shows. =)

anyway, that made my day. who knew this job would be so baseball-rich? what a sweet bonus. sucky that the game in arizona only starts at 10 tonight, because i gotta be up at about 4 45. ouch. double ouch: curt schilling is pitching. fingers crossed. but sunday the game is at 4 35 so hopefully they'll have it at the sports bar and i can catch the great majority if not all of it.

spiderman is being covered on the news AGAIN. its out its out, and i missed tobey on letterman last night. but i did see a clip of tobey in the flick, topless. holy lord! the kid is chiseled now. im not all into muscley dudes, at all...i like human soft bodies...but wow, he went from being pretty scrawny (which i like) to *that* (which i wouldnt kick out of bed) out of nowhere. its the yoga, im tellin ya. =)

i bought mom her mother's day gifts today, and im pretty psyched about that. in the past ive been so broke and lazy that its rare ive gotten anything beyond a phone call out to her. not this year. i sent her a magnet that has an old dude in black and white smacking himself on the forehead with 'i cant remember the last time i got laid' written on it, and a bouquet of white tulips that plug in and light up. my mom loves little decorative lights like that, and flowers on mother's day are a classic, so i gave it a little twist. gonna mail that all out on monday, and it becomes a mother's day/housewarming fiesta. she's gonna be happy.

ok i think thats it for the moment. gonna go chill and such. im so thirsty.

here's thursday:
[5/2/2002 11:40:05 PM | steph **]
what sucks: when you call sleeping until 6 am 'sleeping in' because your shift was changed from the usual 6 am to 7 am and actually find that a treat. that aint sleeping in. thats a sign your life isnt much of a life at all.

what sucks worse: when your shift goes back to fucking 6 am for a 5 am wake up because your co waiter went missing in action today, never showed up, never called in. hoo boy.

so yeah. i feel all bitter about losing that hour sleep i was never meant to have. and saturday i have to be at work at 5 30 so it just gets better and better. blech.

and the expos lost. mets are currently losing...best be staying that way.

and survivor bites. "oh my heck". someone slap that bitch.

on an upside my puzzle is most enjoyable and i spent the evening doing that. i also dyed my hair medium copper brown and it didnt take. what it looks like under the lights is that my hair at my part, the new growth that was never dyed black, is lighter than the rest of it, which looks the same. which means i'll be dying it a darker shade again before the end of the week. but im too blah to even give a shit. its just hair.

on an even bigger upside tomorrow is the release of TWO HOURS OF TOBEY MAGUIRE aka spiderman. i have loved tobey for years and have seen everything he's ever done, even that hbo movie thing. he is so delicious and what a fantastic actor and what i like best is that he doesnt seem like a 'celebrity'...he just seems like a guy who acts. which i dig. cannot wait to see it again and again and again. and he aint too hard on the eyes neither. tobey, come on over baby.

and just as i type that they announce 'spiderman about to take the country by storm' on the NEWS. not entertainment tonight, the NEWS. sorry, that is not news, thats ADVERTISING. *sigh*.

ER made me so sad tonight. it was really touching. with no significant other i get my emotional excercise through tv. and my book kind of got to me too, with this break up scene that kind of felt familiar. didnt cry but did feel that pull inside. the book is 'man and boy'. good book so far but very bad title because it made portions of the story very predictable. oh well, not everyone is as talented as yours truly. pfft.

so yeah. im up sooner than i want to think about. i'll see ya tomorrow. go dbacks go!

but just for tonight. we're on our way there next.

call me if you see sebastien.

-you can dip your foot in the pool, but you cant have a swim
you can feel the punishment but you cant commit the sin
and you want her, and she wants you
we want everyone
and you want her and she wants you
noone, noone, noone ever is to blame--

and without further ado: wednesday:
[5/2/2002 12:44:40 AM | steph **]

just brief cuz i wanna go to bed. been up since 4 45 this morning.

--went to sports bar tonight to watch expos beat the astros, again. three wins in a row right now. last season we were 0-6 against the stros. right now we stand 2-0. yeah baby. vladdy with two homers in the game and 4 rbis. yippee!

--talked to anita for a bit and she came up with a way for me to save a lot of dinero on framing my pearl jam posters. she has some scheme that involves rubber cement and stuff that she thinks will look super cool. and since im thinking of rearranging furniture and rooms and painting and stuff...its just gonna be fun/neat. and what a huge stroke of luck that she is willing to do that for me. if she's trying to get me to sleep with her, its working. =) anyway, im all psyched to get things freshened up in here. hope she can come over soon, since i need umpteen opinions before i actually do anything.

--tomorrow theres a day game at 4:05. if the bar is showing it i'll be heading there straight from work. then straight home for friends and survivor. my pupils are gonna go square, like a tv screen from too much tube.

--work was work. blabbety blah.

--started my puzzle. man oh man. you know its gonna be rough going when just the frame is that tricky. still dont have it all together.

--derrick, your photos are awesome. you need to bring that collection to a cafe or restaurant that will hang em on the walls and give you whats known around here as a vernissage. they are that good.

oshuns2: derricks pics are really good
Coil1979: why dont you marry him if you lovehim so much
oshuns2: hahaha

i smell like smoke. yeah, i think thats it. i wanna go to bed. im annoyed because all afternoon my newsgroup and explorer were dysfunctional, so now i used up my usual relaxed blog time to catch up on reading all my journals and the ng. and so me and my readers suffer because of my dumb provider deciding to change ips or something in the middle of the day. arent things like that what the middle of the night is for?

new woody allen movie coming. and spiderman. soooo many movies at the videostore i wanna see too, like life as a house. but top priority is any feature tobey maguire project. even if its fluff and flash. tobey is tobey.

cari called me and i missed the call. mom called me and i got to talk to her for five minutes. she sounded good, finally settled in after the move.

i hate vecepia from survivor. but when she says 'there's just too much DRAMA up in here'...man i know how she feels. no further comment.

i think im gonna pierce the tops of my ears...both of em.

anyway...good nighty folks. go expos! break out yer brooms, mama want another sweep. =)

--put on the red light--

very possibly more later. or not. thats livin on the edge for ya. wanna see that new woody allen deal too. its not just about tobey.

lets go expos! go habs go!

stories are writing themselves in my head. i should write my ideas down. the whole sebastien thing brought a bunch on, and so did this thing that happened to bowman. those i did write down. anita thinks i should take a summer class. but its summer. i dunno.

--inspiration move me brightly...light the song with scent and color, roll away despair; more than this i will not ask, faced with histories dark and vast...statements just seem vain at last. some rise....some fall....some climb....to get to terrapin. counting stars by candlelight, one is dim but morn is bright....the spiral light of venus rising first and shining best oh from the northwest corner of a brand new crescent moon...crickets and cicadas sing a very different tune...terrapin station. --

gotta go read robert hunter. man oh man. some quotes from his journal:

"The radio pack on the guitar was very liberating last night - though years of trying not to trip on my cord have created avoidance habits I wasn't aware of - like not turning in full circles. As with any freedom, it will take some getting used to."


"Superb audience. I got creative and, with their permission, did a song I wrote last year but never set to music, Tuesday Blues, and invented changes on the spot. Seemed to work. Fun. That's the key word. For me, fun means diving off the deep end. As a soloist I can set my own agenda on a song and follow where the evening's mood takes me in terms of tempo, rhythm and dynamics. Even in the words when new verses suggest themselves. There's no failure on stage other than lack of daring. No dare equals no fun."
(**exactly! thats why i cant understand how people get off going to see shows like madonna and britney that are the same every single night, every night. no daring at all. none. i dont really get how its interesting for the artist either. after two shows they must feel like performing seals.)

last one:

"Time is a sneak thief. Oh you brave young men and winsome ladies - do it now, do it now, do it now! Whether in the days of education or actualization, find what you love, learn it well, stick with it. Don't push too hard or step on others and you should be good to go."

=)

what sucks: when you call sleeping until 6 am 'sleeping in' because your shift was changed from the usual 6 am to 7 am and actually find that a treat. that aint sleeping in. thats a sign your life isnt much of a life at all.

what sucks worse: when your shift goes back to fucking 6 am for a 5 am wake up because your co waiter went missing in action today, never showed up, never called in. hoo boy.

so yeah. i feel all bitter about losing that hour sleep i was never meant to have. and saturday i have to be at work at 5 30 so it just gets better and better. blech.

and the expos lost. mets are currently losing...best be staying that way.

and survivor bites. "oh my heck". someone slap that bitch.

on an upside my puzzle is most enjoyable and i spent the evening doing that. i also dyed my hair medium copper brown and it didnt take. what it looks like under the lights is that my hair at my part, the new growth that was never dyed black, is lighter than the rest of it, which looks the same. which means i'll be dying it a darker shade again before the end of the week. but im too blah to even give a shit. its just hair.

on an even bigger upside tomorrow is the release of TWO HOURS OF TOBEY MAGUIRE aka spiderman. i have loved tobey for years and have seen everything he's ever done, even that hbo movie thing. he is so delicious and what a fantastic actor and what i like best is that he doesnt seem like a 'celebrity'...he just seems like a guy who acts. which i dig. cannot wait to see it again and again and again. and he aint too hard on the eyes neither. tobey, come on over baby.

and just as i type that they announce 'spiderman about to take the country by storm' on the NEWS. not entertainment tonight, the NEWS. sorry, that is not news, thats ADVERTISING. *sigh*.

ER made me so sad tonight. it was really touching. with no significant other i get my emotional excercise through tv. and my book kind of got to me too, with this break up scene that kind of felt familiar. didnt cry but did feel that pull inside. the book is 'man and boy'. good book so far but very bad title because it made portions of the story very predictable. oh well, not everyone is as talented as yours truly. pfft.

so yeah. im up sooner than i want to think about. i'll see ya tomorrow. go dbacks go!

but just for tonight. we're on our way there next.

call me if you see sebastien.

-you can dip your foot in the pool, but you cant have a swim
you can feel the punishment but you cant commit the sin
and you want her, and she wants you
we want everyone
and you want her and she wants you
noone, noone, noone ever is to blame--

just brief cuz i wanna go to bed. been up since 4 45 this morning.

--went to sports bar tonight to watch expos beat the astros, again. three wins in a row right now. last season we were 0-6 against the stros. right now we stand 2-0. yeah baby. vladdy with two homers in the game and 4 rbis. yippee!

--talked to anita for a bit and she came up with a way for me to save a lot of dinero on framing my pearl jam posters. she has some scheme that involves rubber cement and stuff that she thinks will look super cool. and since im thinking of rearranging furniture and rooms and painting and stuff...its just gonna be fun/neat. and what a huge stroke of luck that she is willing to do that for me. if she's trying to get me to sleep with her, its working. =) anyway, im all psyched to get things freshened up in here. hope she can come over soon, since i need umpteen opinions before i actually do anything.

--tomorrow theres a day game at 4:05. if the bar is showing it i'll be heading there straight from work. then straight home for friends and survivor. my pupils are gonna go square, like a tv screen from too much tube.

--work was work. blabbety blah.

--started my puzzle. man oh man. you know its gonna be rough going when just the frame is that tricky. still dont have it all together.

--derrick, your photos are awesome. you need to bring that collection to a cafe or restaurant that will hang em on the walls and give you whats known around here as a vernissage. they are that good.

oshuns2: derricks pics are really good
Coil1979: why dont you marry him if you lovehim so much
oshuns2: hahaha

i smell like smoke. yeah, i think thats it. i wanna go to bed. im annoyed because all afternoon my newsgroup and explorer were dysfunctional, so now i used up my usual relaxed blog time to catch up on reading all my journals and the ng. and so me and my readers suffer because of my dumb provider deciding to change ips or something in the middle of the day. arent things like that what the middle of the night is for?

new woody allen movie coming. and spiderman. soooo many movies at the videostore i wanna see too, like life as a house. but top priority is any feature tobey maguire project. even if its fluff and flash. tobey is tobey.

cari called me and i missed the call. mom called me and i got to talk to her for five minutes. she sounded good, finally settled in after the move.

i hate vecepia from survivor. but when she says 'there's just too much DRAMA up in here'...man i know how she feels. no further comment.

i think im gonna pierce the tops of my ears...both of em.

anyway...good nighty folks. go expos! break out yer brooms, mama want another sweep. =)

--put on the red light--

today is perfect evidence why one day off simply does not suffice. for the millionth (and far from final) time...I NEED TWO IN A ROW!

#1. the pleasure of a day off begins for me by staying up the night before it till ridiculous hours....i think i went to sleep at about 4 30 in the morning. so it didnt help when my phone started ringing madly at 7 30 this morning. i knew better than to pick it up...it could only be work, and i was right. one of the waiters had a 'hand cramp' and was trying to weasel out of his shift. no fucking way was i going in...hand cramp my ass. because we are so understaffed...sure, call the girl on her only day off of the week. no worries, though...i fell right back to sleep...after i turned my cell off along with the ringer on my main phone. screw that noise, yo.

#2. sure i got my post office chores done, as well as getting new ink cartridges for my printer. i actually bought the refill packet for my color cartridge, and it was totally fun. i got to handle a syringe, so got to live out any doctor/junkie fantasties with that thing, and it worked. big savings. easy to follow directions. mama like. there was time to call the 1-800 federal number to correct my address with the guvernment, who have decided to send me half a g back from my taxes. YEAH BABY! (DOUBLE YEAH BABY--THE EXPOS JUST WON!!!) but there was no time to get to the bank with all my change, or to do laundry, or to do dishes. or to water plants. i did get the garbage out though. full chores can only be done over a two day stretch. because one day has no time to balance lazy slacking vs productive cleaning. none at all.

#3. when i have to worry about getting to work the next day for 5:30 in the morning, its not even really a full day OFF. i got to enjoy sushi dinner at my favorite, mikado, with anita, and that was totally so much fun...but so would have been having another glass of wine and not having to rush out of there. meanwhile i cant really complain about that because we had such a good time. we first stopped at one of my favorite stores, renaud bray. the last time i was in there i bought myself that mad dogs puzzle, of the woman tiptoeing on the beach protected by two umbrellas, that i loved. tonight i came out of there with a sister puzzle to that one, and its equally lovely. i had no intention of spending once in there...but anita was like 'you're here, just get it' and it was hard to argue with that. that one was tricky enough, this one's gonna be still harder. but they are gonna look lovely hanging in the same room. im a sucker for the ocean. big surprise.

which brings me to mention that i think im gonna flip two rooms in my apartment, and move my living room into my former roommate's room, and make it more of a cozy den than a breezy living room/hallway space. i think that might make me happier. then i can paint and decorate and it can be a real seperate room. if i had a digi cam youd know what i was on about. sorry. =)

tho with that nice tax refund that scanner looks more like a reality...

came home from dinner and raced into the shower with the ball game on. i missed all the expo excitement tho, but they say it was lee and javi's game. my boys. good boys.

im so happy with the length of my hair and the way it falls now. 3 months after the cut, and finally, a happy hair wearer. to dry it i just put some gel in there and then shake my head back side to side, like looking at each shoulder, with the blow dryer in there. it makes it all flippy and dry in two minutes. but its a neck workout, and now im sitting here slightly dizzy because of the aforementioned wine. wine and wild head shaking...not the best combo. which is why you wont see me drunk at a pj show anytime soon, or ever.

i did buy some hair dye today...and for once its not black. thats right, im gonna try going *lighter* instead of darker or my natural color. its called medium copper brown, the color i got...lets see if i can dig it up online. it says: dark hair: this shade will slightly lighten your hair to a very dark coppery brown. exciting! i cant be bothered to track it down.

i also brought film in to the pharmacy that will be ready thursday. i was hoping for one hour photo, but whatever. whats the rush. i think most of the pics on this roll are of me and my new february hair, taken by me so likely not gonna turn out, and of the cats. anything else will be a surprise.

ok...its 11. i gotta hit the couch because wake up is oh-four-hundred-and-a-half.

i dreamt last night that i was sitting with jottie jose theodore, canadiens goaltender. i was forced to leave but he held on to my arm as i left....yum. i wouldnt mind some more of that.

--maybe its been crazy and maybe im to blame, but i put my heart above my head--

the fact that i didnt know about this until tonight is criminal...but...robert hunter, the incredibly gifted wordsmith behind so many grateful dead songs, keeps a tour journal online. i just read all of it...and no surprise, its incredible. not only a vocabulary booster, because he uses words i never knew existed, but such a poet without being frilly, such a great storyteller, and such a true reflection of a life on the road and a life connected to one of america's greatest music phenomenons...the grateful dead. anyone who loves quality journals, or music, or tour should read this. please do. he's so funny and smart and gifted and REAL. amazing reading. start at the top and read down. seattle i think is my favorite entry....what a coincidence. =)

it makes you feel like you're in a band, he takes you with. and which one of us wouldnt KILL for that?


go go go.

lets get the sports news out of the way.

vladdy has been named the national league player of the week. a 520 batting average and 5 homers and outstanding fielding will do that for a guy. i guess he gets another watch. coil says he looks like a donkey but i'd like to see him say that to the guy's face. some big baseball manager guy said 'vlad is the most talented player in the majors' today. no doubt, tho he is a frustrating risk taker, because often the risks dont end well. its like he plays with is own rules sometimes. anyway, when they pay off its big. the way he walks to the plate...this huge guy rambling up there with his bat slung over his shoulder....almost in slow motion...you can almost feel sweat bead on the pitcher's forehead. its beautiful. its baseball poetry in motion. and then he waves the bat in the air...its totally menacing. go see the expos when they come to town. he's worth the ticket price.

and then the canadiens. eliminating the boston bruins tonight. go habs! and its mostly because of jose theodore, the amazing goalie who is a magician in nets. and ladies, i know you think you could give a shit about him...but im thinking one glance at this might have you tuning in to the next game. because when he takes off his mask and is all stubbly and sweaty and his hair is wet and he is grinning....uhh, wait i was talking about athleticism, right. girls, this is some good athleticism.

will gave me an amazing pearl jam idea...my first one since parting ways > driftin. the new one came about like this:

will: so is it still cold there?
oshuns2: yep
oshuns2: but the snow is melting
will: lil darling, here comes the sun
will: it feels like years since its been here
oshuns2: its all right
will: that would be a good encore song
will: its not obscure or anything, but its so dang good
oshuns2: oh yeah
oshuns2: ed's vocal on that could be beautiful
oshuns2: it would even be nice as a tag on around the bend
will: matt's drumming
oshuns2: theres a sun around the bend...sun sun sun here it comes
oshuns2: wowowowow
will: yeah, that's *exactly* the part I was thinking of
will: heck, stone could sing backup for it

dear pearl jam: MAKE IT SO!!!!!! fuck, where do i apply for my job as pj cover song idea girl?

hi war. site looks gorgeous. no big surprise there. great to talk to you. warren always makes me laugh by making fun of my laugh. total goon. he called just as i was reminiscing about being a little girl...there was a disney commercial on and it led me to think about how my dad picked me up and carried me over to the big bad wolf, who i was terrified of. theres a picture of me as the disney parade went by with my hands over my eyes because he was walking in front of me. anyway my dad carried me over to him, purely im sure as entertainment for himself because i remember him laughing at me (not meanly, just my dad's laugh) and i was NOT enjoying it. and it made me all emotional because i wish life was still like that. are you all like that too? or are people my age supposed to be raising their own kids instead of weaving through memory lane? the wonder years. the golden years.

so its now my day off. work was short and sweet and then i came home and putzed around online a bit, watched tv a bit, and did some yoga. then watched more tv and now am back putzing online. tomorrow is the big day off. got some stuff to send in the mail, and must hit the bank with most sweet deposit. i love depositing. yay. have about 30 pounds in change to drag down there though. not so enjoyable.

this was my first yoga in a long time and it felt good to stretch the body out again. i definitely could feel where ive tightened up, and its in lots of places. ive gotta work the yoga back in to the schedule. maybe pick up a second videotape just to keep it interesting. i wonder if i could get dad doing yoga. hahahaha now thats a picture. but i do have him eating veggie burgers, so you never know.

mr lee first baseman for the expos stevens came in again today, but i didnt serve him this time. i mean, i still chatted with him lots, and made him laugh twice (yay) and brought him his food, but he was another waiter's table. i told him his song should be pearl jam, and he said 'yeah, that would be good....but if i picked something that was really me it would be country' and i must have made a face that was all scowly and nose scrunched up like because he said 'and thats exactly why i dont'. hehehehe. even country fans know country sucks. hahahahaha. then we talked about mexican restaurants in montreal. i was still all fluttery while talking to him, but less so this time. i think its best to not talk about baseball with these guys...but its very hard to control myself. anyway it was fun to see him. now theyre off to houston.

i wish i had a scanner. maybe i should score me one. think i should?

so my awesome new shower curtain with the pockets....i really do love it, but it has a major drawback: the weight of it with stuff in the pockets is pulling the age old screws out of the ceiling that hold the bar that holds the curtain up. this is not good. i need me someone who can work the drill. if i even pick it up im bound to lose an eye. bob vila, martha...i needs ya.

a band called 'jazzberry ram' is on mike bullard right now. do we like that name? i think so. they sound very much like arrested development on this track. whatever happened to them?

i missed the d on kilborn friday. mothertrucker. hot damn im disappointed. but anita talked me through a performance they did on mad tv on the phone earlier and i was cracking up just imagining it.

anita and i also discussed the new series of gap ads. 3 ads by 3 well known directors. all black and white, all filmed as one take edit free, all 50's-60's throwback thematics. ford coppola's son, and its folks on bikes, including ashton kutcher, tho i totally didnt notice him when i saw it. then the COEN BROTHERS awesome one
with dennis hopper and christina ricci by the pool and another...with a crowd of folks playfully chasing a supposed 60s rocker...filmed by cameron crowe. cameron crowe, a man who makes movies i LOVE. a man who loves bands i love. arrrghhhhh. what do you do when artists you love and respect do commercials. i mean, the ads-beautiful...but still an ads. again the line between creativity and art blurs with commericalism and consumerism. culture meets couture and back again. people will say 'ach, lighten up, its just an ad, its just fun'....but i get the feeling these people will look up at the sky and see a nike logo on a fucking cloud and think 'wow, cool'. *sigh*. selfexpression for the sake of sales for someone else's pocket instead of one's own. is there a difference? does it matter?

i would be shocked to see pearl jam or neil or ani in a commercial for anything. am i naive? i mean...cameron crowe. i was totally surprised. but i loved his ad. does it make me a hypocrite? does it make him a sell out? should his movies mean less to me? should he mean less to me? why cant i just be that girl scared of the big bad wolf again??!! this stuff is complicated, yo.

anyway...this active brain is brought to you by tonight's sponsor: diet pepsi. and look, like the gap ads my site is black and white. im so hip. i am definitely caffeinated.

and im done for tonight.

--don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel--

i LOVE this: i shall call it: selig chokes on words, past and present.


NEW YORK -- Commissioner Bud Selig is not unhappy that Minnesota and Montreal are winning, and thinks the success of the endangered teams adds "a very exciting dimension" to baseball's contraction issue.
Selig, in an interview Thursday with a group of newspaper Sports Editors, said baseball was not embarrassed that the two teams most often cited for elimination next season are doing well.

Minnesota is one game behind the Chicago White Sox in the AL Central, and heading into Thursday night's games the Expos were in first place in the NL East.

"If we were going to contract a club and they win their division, we'll confront that issue at that time," he said.

Selig said he is asked all the time about the teams' success, with people telling him, "Look at how well the Twins are doing, and Kansas City stinks and Milwaukee stinks."

"I still think it adds a very exciting dimension and we'll worry about that later."

Speaking about the Twins, Selig added: "I hope they win. They have a nice young club."

"The fact of the matter that they're winning on the field doesn't solve their problems," he said.

The Twins say they need a new ballpark to survive. Last season, the Twins drew only 1.8 million fans to the Metrodome and were 29th in revenue -- ahead only of the Expos.

translation: I AM FULL OF SHIT. NOTHING I SAY HOLDS WATER. I AM A LYING TWO FACED LIAR BASTARD.

a lying liar. yes. hey bud, FUCK YOU and your full of shit-ness. contract the brewers. contract one of the TWO florida teams that NOBODY gives a damn about. contract yourself, asshole. and to my new reader who linked to that radio show in LA...right on!

out of context song quote courtesy of ani:
--look at where the profits are
that's how you'll find the source
of the big lie that you and i both know so well
by the time it takes this cultural
death wish to run it's course
they're gonna to make a pretty penny
and then they're going to hell--

what a long strange day its been. the date is april 28th (HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHANTAL) and theres a damn blizzard outside. they say 10-15 cm. christola. i knew, even when it was 29 degrees out, that there would be more snow. dammit.

last night i fell asleep at 6pm for my 'nap. i was woken up three times...once by anita telling me there was a fire in the hood...not news i enjoy getting...and then another to tell me the fire was out. i get insurance tomorrow, but thats neither here nor there. there was a third call...i think from joel maybe...but im not even sure.

i slept right through until 1 30 in the morning. i was awakened by, you guessed it, throbbing bass that was causing my windows to rattle, i shit you not. the jerks on the ground floor were having yet another 'we're the only ones with our own apartment' party and godDAMN was their shit loud. not only that, but my entire house reeked of cigarette smoke, most fucking unpleasant. so i was foul mooded. i think without that racket i would have been able to fall back asleep (tho 7 and a half hours is pretty decent snooze time) but with it...no way. luckily the rockford files movie was JUST beginning so i had something to distract me from the aggravation.

of course i did make a noise complaint with the police, and then another an hour and a half later when it was still going on. it wasnt till the middle floor people came home at like 3:30 that the bass mellowed. and it mellowed because the 2nd floorers fucking went ballistic banging shit on their floor to let 1st floor know it was time to shut the fuck up. i swear, the whole place shook, like an earthquake. these are the people that share my fucking building. i cant even believe it. before it was a bunch of quiet drunks and a young family. oh how i long for those days.

so yeah. i been up since 1 30 AM. its possible i might have fucked my schedule all up. at the moment i am damned hungry, and when i eat i'll prolly want to lie down...potential risk of repeating spazzy sleep pattern of night before. not so good. we'll see.

i got to work at 5 30 as scheduled and had a really good day. i enjoyed my customers and it was busy and fuck at one point and i held it together. it was the kind of situation where if you think about what you're doing, you're toast. i would have thrown in the towel and had a breakdown on the spot. the dining room was FULL and there were only TWO of us. we were running like fiends. i bet we looked like a video game, little bodies running between the maze of tables. in the end, it was good coin. hoorah!

this is how loopy i am right now:
joe: im gonna have pasta in minutes
steph: i think pasta is better in tomato sauce.
hehehehe =)

i checked the paper today to see if cari's birth was announced (it wasnt)...but i did see that FOUR people we went to camp with have all upped the population in the last two weeks. how crazy is that. i wonder if they all checked their ads and noticed it too. probably not. i just have an extraordinary ability to remember names of past pine valley camp attendees.

ive been listening to static on my radio for at least the last 20 minutes. im too tired to get up and go turn it off. it had been the sports news, expos victorious once again, but somehow, prolly because of the weather, the station de-tuned itself and its been static ever since. and still.

i need to buy some groceries. alas, i only have one day off this week. it wont really be 'off' at all. its gonna be filled with chores. suckatola.

i gotta figure out something to eat. i cant focus on anecdotes from my day with such a ragingly empty belly.

perhaps i'll be back when that situation is amended. or perhaps i'll pass out drooling on the couch until 3 in the morning and start a new cycle of hellish sleep patterns.

or something.

=)

woop! the radio just re-tuned itself. ha! i knew i didnt have to get up!

--don't you think you oughta rest?--