From Door Co.

• Dying,
  
• then not dying,
  
• coffee shop
  
• cream of carrot soup.
  
• So much better,
• relaxing,
  
• san pellengrino
• sea kayaking later
  

Try it! You'll LOVE it!

I must say, I love love love Archer Farms Lemon Italian Soda. I got it at Target, otherwise known as the convenience Mecca.

The other thing I must endorse is Midwest Airlines. I adore them because of their wide wide leather seats, their 5 inch wide armrests between wide wide seats and because of the two free warm chocolate chip cookies you get at 30,000 feet.

In your Opinion....

I just received a phone call from Harris Polls!!! I have never gotten to participate in a phone poll before, and I was excited enough to stay on the line and not hang up on the woman I assumed to be a telemarketer. My opinion is finally being factored in to reveal average American's views! I have a voice. You are welcome, America, I did my best.

28 hours

It took me OVER 24 hours to get home from Georgia. Where I left off, I was still wedged tightly between a rock and that screaming baby in the waiting area. I got to Transference's apartment, only after paying $40 for a cab from the airport (ouch!). Next morning, his roommate drove me to the bus stop downtown, where somehow they had wireless internet, glory be! Two hours later (this puts us at 2pm, which is when I left Macon to begin my journey, 24 hours earlier) I get to Madison, securely fasten my headphones and begin the mile long hike to Trinity to put Amanda on Facebook. This takes until about 4pm and included many debates about privacy and security and a photo shoot. But, finally, she is part of the Facebook universe.

I hinted about getting a ride, and she agreed to be my free taxi.... but WAIT! The phone rings... its.. its... THAT GUY! That guy that she has been wanting to have a meeting with for so long! So... She asks me to walk to her house, relieve the current babysitter of her 3 year old son and watch him while she has her meeting. Um... ok. Why not. We watch the end of the Arisocats, play backwards Fooseball and Curious George Uno. Amanda returns then, and I finally got to go home, at about 5:30pm. A full 28 hours after I left Macon, Georgia. What a ride!

Dreams

I have crazy, fucked up dreams. I know, everyone does, but most people don't remember theirs. While in Georgia I had two whacked out REM sessions.

In the first, I was totally part of a threesome who decided to stab their friend to death. After I helped kill my friend(which I don't remember actually DOING in the dream, thank GOD), I was so sad for a number of reasons. First, why the hell did I want to kill this person/he did not deserve to die/blah blah blah/Remorse. Secondly, we are suck idiots! This needed way more premeditation than we gave it - we are totally fucked. Then I woke up and was SO glad I wasn't going to prison.

In the second, it was my wedding day, but something was amiss. I knew I was getting married, but I wasn't wearing a beautiful white gown, and things weren't going right. The main problem was that I couldn't remember my fiancee's name. I realized this and then tried to listen to everyone talking... Shouldn't SOMEONE be talking about the man I am going to marry? Come on, say his name, ask a question about him or something! But nobody did, and I think I decided his name was either Adam or Andrew. I made a decision in my dream though. I decided I didn't care whom I was getting married to because 1. He wants to marry me, and that's good enough and 2. I am TOTALLY having sex tonight! YES!

Bordom Blog

So. Readers, welcome to the land between lands, the Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport, concourse D. That's D as in David, according to the loudspeaker lady. Today has been quite eventful, beginning with my being woken at 7:30 by screaming outside the house. Yes, outside, and yes, I was sleeping in the basement. It must have been loud, that's all I can say. Anyway, Britt (my 18 y.o. niece) stepped in dog crap (with her bare foot, and got it on her jeans) on her way to the truck and had to come back in to change, but I guess she took too long, cause my hard ass sister left her. Great way to start the day. So I got up and ate leftover pot pie with her on my sister's porch. Took a shower, had a kick ass interview with the country of Poland, packed up and left. Ate lunch with my sister at a Chinese restaurant and she dropped me off at Groome (van place).

Because I rock, I slept basically the whole way from Macon to Atlanta. Here's where the fun really starts. I was informed that my flight was canceled so now I am on the 7:55 flight to Milwaukee. This makes it impossible to catch the last Badger Bus, so I plan on staying at Transference's place in Milwaukee tonight. Unfortunately, he has recently left his phone in Madison, so it is in the mail. He has no phone. Even more unfortunately, his car was impounded due to unpaid parking tickets. Why does life have to be so complicated? Either way, I now have T's roommate's boyfriend's phone number, and I guess they are going to come get me when I land.

Then I am a free woman. I have very few commitments this week, which is wonderful. I get to help Amanda make herself known on Facebook, talk on the phone with S. Korea, pay for an upcoming trip, and go to an ice cream party. Heck yea. All of those sound brilliant. Sign me up! Except,wait! I am already on the list, it's my life!

Many losses for the Company

Its early, but I just had a really dumb/scary dream. I was apparently still unemployed a while from now and I was desperate, so I applied to Culver's of Tomah, where I worked for over two years in high school. They must have hated me when I really worked there, because I was given only one raise the whole time I worked there, for $.25. But, I loved the atmosphere because nearly all of my best friends were working with me. I didn't realize it at the time, but, I would never again have it so good in terms of coworkers. Anyway, in my dream Al (owner) said that he wouldn't rehire me because I had made 'many losses for the company'. I walked away stunned, and then helped some guy get his free flavor of the day in a dish. Losses. Like hell.