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janvier 02, 2004
That is not true. I did call slurpy heaven. They didn't want you. Said you had attitude. Said you weren't slurpy material.
dammit. i wanted to write many witty things about my adventures during my holiday vacation. not that i had any. but i had three different types of family drama, from three different branches. some funny. some not at all funny, but rather sad and tragic. fodder. i had the mad race to finish up whatever it was i felt was important, before i left work for the rest of the year. items that i can't remember now, for a job that i forgot how to do by the end of the day on the 25th. fodder. all of my last minute shopping. the fact that i completely forgot to buy by older brother a present until 9:30 pm on the 23rd, only to find out later he wasn't going to participate in christmas this year. more fodder. the beautiful snow we had on the evening of the 30th, my late night driving and partial donuts driven in the parking lot of top foods in crossroads shopping center. frozen fodder. my unshakable subconscious belief i had won the the mega million lottery 150 million dollar jackpot, that manifested itself in a compulsive need to drive through some of my favorite older neighborhoods and stop at the houses for sale. houses that no one in my social or familial circle could afford. tree lined fodder. and my traditional apathetic non recognition of new years. home alone with dvd fodder.
but instead, i started moving furniture and going through boxes and drawers and piles. of crap. my crap. i can be a very hermatic, internally focused little girl, when left alone. and blog fodder has a limited shelf life, people. if you don't refrigerate it, it goes bad quickly. right now, my fridge is full of crap. like red rounds of gouda cheese, hickory farms turkey stick, kozy shack rice pudding, snapple peach iced teas and diet dr. peppers. don't go to top foods late at night when you are hungry, kids. you end up with party food, fancy crackers, tiny breads, tins of almond roca, and no kitty litter.
i still have three more days of vacation. so who's to say i can't scrape something entertaining together before it ends? i am thinking of going to ikea tomorrow.
ps: as i am about to copy and paste this text from Text Edit [spell check] to MoveableType [no spell check] i have discovered that my internet connection is down. i finally have something to post, and i am denied. bugger all.
Posted by jodi at janvier 2, 2004 12:44 PM