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12/28/03 03:50 - ID#24260

Peter-ino

My dog smells.....boy does he smell....some glandular condition, and the smell has evolved with age. Like you know how almost all old people smell similar.....like aspirin or musty basement drawers?....well Petie smells like the dog version of that smell. It seems a little more offensive than his past odour, mabye because every time I smell it, it reminds me that he is pretty old (fourteen years to be specific)....and he may not be around forever.

Although the years have actually been pretty good to the Petester, and he has cheated death on numerous occassions (more on that later), I can tell that he is gettin old. My remedy: a new hip green mohawk.....that's right, my dog is officially the punk rock representative for the dogs of Elmwood.....and the new haircut has seemed to have affected his attitude....sassier, edgier, challenging authority....He'd flip the cats the bird...if he had fingers...

I guess you'd have to see it to understand....I'll try posting a picture soon!
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12/08/03 07:59 - ID#24259

MMmmmmmm

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I love dark cold nights, eating oranges, listening to Nick Cave and reading Tobias Smollett.....give it a try....but always together.....always
Also, I totally dig the sites new look....so pretty.


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12/08/03 07:36 - ID#24258

oops

So I have to print a retraction......St. Nick's Day is not the 5th, it is the 6th.....so the big fuss I made, (including the rather detailed poster I hung on my refrigerator) was quite uncalled for..........Man I'm lame
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12/05/03 12:53 - ID#24257

Conspiracy Theory

For those of you who are interested, a couple of distressing things have happened to me within the past couple of days (well I might be exageratting.....okay, I am totally exagerating, but who wants to read about something, "not distressing at all") So here goes:
I have worked in the same office, with most of the same people for over two years now. It's a great job, everyone's really friendly, I choose my own hours and my boss rocks!!!!(shout out to JUDY) Latley, however, I have been getting the feeling that my coworkers are conspiring against me... (it's totally possible). The other day, Judy asks me to make sure I am in the office form 12 to 1, at first I'm thinking "Birthday cake Time....Yahhhh" (we have that quite often)....but she elaborates, Everyone in the office is going out to lunch together and they need me to stay and hand out checks.....okay, so I really don't mind this....I am only a lowly student assistant....that's fine. It isn't until the day of their big lunch outing that I realize the full impact of their trip. As they are all getting ready to leave, I notice Pete, the other student assistant putting on his coat too. THey invited PETE.....I have been working there for two years and they make me stay alone in the office while my "fancy pants", "I look like a Ken Doll" counterpart (who has been working there for 3 months tops) spends the afternoon laughing it up with our coworkers. THe humanity!!!!....Too bad I don't belong to a union of some sort....I feel a strike a brewin' and I don't think it'll have the same impact if it's just me marching alone in front of Alumni Arena with a sign that reads "I'm hungry too"
On top of that whole fiasco, my parents totally forgot about one of my very favorite holidays. Since I was just a babe, Every December 4th us kids would put out our shoes, or stockings, and in the morning they would be filled with goodies. St. Nick's Day has always benn a warmup for Christmas and we have always celebrated it....without fail. THis morning, I woke up early....all excited to have my ST. Nick's day breakfast of chocalate and honey roasted peanuts (both staples of my stocking)....I searched the entire house to no avail......my parents had forgotten St. Nick's day,.....what's next, Christmas.....my Birthday....pretty soon they'll have wiped all memory of my existence from their brains.....this may sound a bit paranoyed but stranger things have happened.
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11/29/03 03:00 - ID#24256

Holiday Time

SO THanksgiving has come and gone....another holiday with my increasingly wierd family. The day itself was pretty uneventful...lots of small talk and nodding. My father and I divised an escape plan...anytime one of us was trapped in a conversation that was going no where, we would shout "Tippytoe, Tippytoe" and the other would come to their rescue (a'la Seinfeld). Unfortunatley, my Dad has this way of completley zoning out, so numerous times I was left grinning and nodding...and shouting "tippytoe"... I don't think my family caught on.

Another rather distressing thing happened. All my life....at every family gathering, I would be bombarded with comments from my Aunt Debby about my attire: "Where in the world would you find something like that?"..."I didn't think they made that in adult sizes"...."You look like my grandfather" (yah, I didn't really get that either). These comments never really bothered me, in fact I found comfort in knowing that my Aunt, with her assortment of turtleneck dickies, and puff paint sweaters, didn't "get" my clothing choices. However, last Thursday, the unthinkable happened....as I bent down to greet my Aunt she said the words that have haunted me since...."I just love your outfit, we almost match." I was shocked...I ran to the bathroom and pulled off my pants...nope, no stretch pants, the shoes were next, I tore off my heels...no stirrups, I tuggeed at my shirt, searched for the "dickie line" (similar to the panty line except around the shoulders and chest)...I was safe.
As I stumbled out of the bathroom, I began to accept the fact that my Aunt had seen a GLIMMER of her own personal style in me....I may have been safe then, but who knows....years from now I may just be another lady with a puff-painted dickie.
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11/23/03 02:10 - ID#24255

Star Crossed Lovers

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AHh Ben.....who would have thought that the Family Channel would introduce me to my true love....okay so he might only be fifteen....but what is age anyway.....most of the time I act like a fifteen year old, (and an immature one at that).
If Demi Moore has taught us nothing else, she has taught us three things:
1) The real way to express a feminist spirit is through a shaved head (after all, nothing says "pro-women" like looking like a man....)
2) Strippers are people too
3) Dating younger men is a sure fire way to happiness....plus it gaurantees that your children will never have to look far to find a playmate.
So in a situation like this, I ask myself "What would Demi do?"
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11/17/03 02:58 - ID#24254

feelin' fogtastic

This fog makes me calm.....pleasantly calm. There's is something about fog, as opposed to rain or (God forbid) snow, that makes me really happy...not "skipping and singing" happy, more like "taking a big deep breath and feeling it in every part of my body" happy. It's a great feeling.

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11/10/03 05:41 - ID#24253

Azure Ray

Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland, last night Teres and I drove to the so called "city of rock" for the Azure Ray/Crooked Fingers show. Despite the small turnout (there couldn't have been more than fifty people there), the concert was great. Azure Ray sounded as they should...pretty and ethereal...Crooked Fingers on the other hand (fronted by Eric Bachman of "Arhers of Loaf") was slightly ruined for me when some random guy (Teres' "Boyfriend".."ooooooh") compared them to Neil Diamond. It seemed far fetched at first but the more I listened...the truer it became....seriously I thought they were going to break out with "Cracklin' Rose" at any minute...oh well..

With directions from the bartender (who bared a remarkable resemblence to David from "David and Goliath") we headed off to "Chuck's Diner" to get some grub. Here's where I began to develop rather negative feelings towards Cleveland....It is my understanding that any city that has at most six street names which they divide up amnongst hundereds of streets by definition "sucks"....therfore it is only logical that I declare Cleveland the "suckiest" city I have ever been to.

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11/07/03 02:21 - ID#24252

Ohh Yeah...

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John Malkovich......does it get any better?
...........(insert your suggestions for exactly who is better here)........
Nope, I'm afraid you have been deceived, in fact there is nothing better than Dear Sweet Johnny Boy!
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11/07/03 12:55 - ID#24251

MK

I have a couple of messages for Mary Kate.....first, I posted a link to The Faint website...check it out, second, I have made plans to come to Fredonia and kick the "I choose really awful girlfriends" out of you know who....He is such a freakin' "MK"......(see how do you like it when your treasured nickname is used in a derogatory way?).....
Other than that I don't really have that much to say....
Here's a story that might amuse you....Every Saturday morning my grandparents come over to visit....I know it sounds completley lovely except for the fact that their visits usually happen long before I had originally planned to wake up. So more often than not, my Gramps (I think it's a German thing) makes the trek up to my room to say hi. Generally I would have cleaned my room the night before out of concern for his safety. Last Saturday, however, I had no time to straighten a thing (Halloween Costume time!). I was also in absolutley no mood to get up that morning to pleasantly greet him. So, after a brief exchange of grunts and forced, groggy, smiles my Gramps headed out of my room. It wasn't until he was in the hall that he noticed his foot was caught in something. On closer examination, he realized it was none other than my laciest bra.....poor man, panic set in as he desperatley tried to free himself from it's silky grip. I guess he struggled with it for a good five minutes before he finally just took off his shoe...
I can't actually imagine anything more distressing for an 80-something Marine...I have never felt such pity...
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