So those of you who have turned 21 recently and are wondering where your presents are, don't worry they are coming. I hope you got the cards...hopefully those were on time. I have 3/4 of MK's present done and I'm pretty sure I am picking up the last element of it and mailing it out today. As for Jillian I have been searching all month for the right gift for you and really I am finding it harder than usual. I wanted to get you guys the kind of gifts you probably wouldn't find in Buffalo. Really crazy or nice stuff that only a big city can provide, but I am finding this difficult. There were many things I know you guys would have probably liked but nothing that has stood out. Last weekend I bought the main part of MK's present and I hope that she finds it fun and different. I found it at a comic book store and Matt and I laughed for like ten minutes and we knew it was perfect. I had fun carrying it around the streets of Boston and when you see it you will understand why. Once again today I will be looking for Jill's present. I also have to find something for my cousin who turned 18 the same day as Jill's birthday. I am already on the lookout for Jen's present, but somehow I feel like her gift will be easier (maybe because I can focus on it and not have to think about two other people's presents at the same time). Craziness.
Tomorrow I am going to this cartoon festival at the boston symphony. Matt wanted to go so I suprised him with tickets. Apparently they show looney toons cartoons that use classical music or symphony type stuff from 10 to 4. They do tours of the symphony hall, and let you play instruments and they have face painting and the boston animal rescue society will be there etc. So basically we will be the only non-parents over the age of 10 in attendence. Hmmm fun? I don't know but when I find out I will tell you.
Yesterday I went to my public speaking class and all these kids had their posterboards and outlines and were making presentations and this girl was like "hey whats your topic" and I was like "umm for what?" she was like "you're the first person on the list to do their persuasive speech today" I thought I was having that dream where it was the big test and I didn't study or something. Everyone has had that dream or one like it, like that episode of full house where DJ was having a nightmare about taking her SAT's and she had a #2 pencil and they only accepted #4, and for some reason she had to wear a clown nose and vanna white guest starred? Does that one ring a bell? Anyway so I thought I was literally having that dream. Cause at first I got all nervous and then I was like oh I'm just having that dream again. BUT NO, it wasn't a dream! For the first time in my academic career I was COMPLETELY unprepared for a major assignment or project. I planned on doing it this weekend cause I thought it was due next week. I didn't't even have a topic yet. My teacher (who already hates me, as mentioned in the previous entry) was not pleased, and gave me some lecture about "fresh fish" or fish not being fresh? I don't know what she was talking about, it was some analogy or metaphor that I was not picking up on, whatever, bottom line is that if they don't have time to hear my speech Tuesday then I have to have a meeting with her alone. Talking to her during class makes my skin crawl, I can't even imagine spending "quality" time with that crazy woman. And she's not the fun crazy either, she's the 'one step away from being the woman talking to the people in the bilboard on the subway' kind of crazy. I digress...
OMG did anybody see the so called "April Fools" episode of the osbournes yesterday? It was the most horrible thing I have ever encountered. It looked like a regular episode but in the episode Jack was having this problem with sleep walking and they would show it each night with the night vision camera, and at one point he woke up hitting his bulldog lola, which was horrible but then it got worse. Th
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xt night they showed Sharon's favorite dog mini the cream colored pomeranian walking into Jack's room and jack "sleepwalking" (which looked quite authentic) picked up the dog and all you saw was him bear hugging it and heard these doggie whimpers and then dead silence. The next scene they show is ozzy and sharon looking for mini all over the house the next morning, Jack gets woken up by them calling for her and realizes that he has smothered the dog in his sleep so he gets up really quickly puts the dog's body in a duffle bag and sneaks out the front door swearing. Then later he calls ozzy and tells him he did something really stupid and says that he killed mini. Until this point matt and I watching it in absolute horror didn't think he actually killed the dog because "they wouldn't really show that on tv" he thought it was just hurt, or at least he kept trying to convince me of it. When I realized the dog really was dead I burst out crying I was so upset that I had just heard the cries and seen a little pomeranian (my favorite breed) die and I knew how much sharon loved that dog and how devastated I would be if my cat suddenly died. So I am bawling, hard core animal sounds and all and matt jumps up and changes the channel. After I calmed down he turned back to it for a minute as the credits were about to roll they say some sort of april fools thing and put up that no dogs were harmed in the making of the show and that mini was still alive. I was absolutely horrified that they would do that on tv and to their viewers. Matt was so angry that they made me cry, he vows never to watch the show again and we used to watch the show all the time. Okay well on that note I have to get going and make something for lunch and pick up mk's present stuff and hopefully mail it out. goodbye everyone

Today while I was out Mike IMed me saying that I don't update enough and that I have "dissapeared of the face of the earth" so I took this as my cue to update. I would update more if I had something interesting to say or if anything new really ever happened to me, that, and if I had more time.
Today I got up and went to my Public Speaking class (this should be a fun and easy class I realize but not the way my teacher teaches it, so to me it is tortuous). I took a midterm in there and thank god it was open book because otherwise I would not have passed and I need to pass so I can get out of there and never have to think about it again. Then I went back to my room to make sure Matt was up for his class and to get my books. I have had a free single since the second week of this semester when my roommate moved out so Matt has stayed over every night since. He hasn't even been back at his room in over a month. We should probably just get an apartment, but that would bring more confusion to our already hectic lives. Then I went to my travel geography class where I semi-aced this test on egypt. After that we proceeded to watch this incredibly boring video about egypt where I literally fell asleep. that hasn't happened in class in a very long time. Then after class I got lunch (poptarts and soup- yes I am a college student) and settled in watch Ellen. todays episode I have been anticipating all week (yes this the most excitement of my week, and now you see why I don't update) because Heath Ledger was on it. Did you know that Heath Ledger can play the digery-doo?? Well now you do. after watching that I took a nap for an hour before making my way down the oh so fashionable newbury street to work. I worked an 8 hour shift almost entirely alone (with the exception of my manager) and made almost $10 in tips (which is a lot for working at Ben and Jerry's). Wesley Clarks political advisor came in and I served him (he gave me a $2 tip and has a very hot son who looks live a very metrosexual John Mayer, he was probably gay thinking about it now). Then I went home for the night after my shift (at approx. 9pm)
Apparently President Bush was in town at Park Plaza (which is basically across the street from my dorm) for some sort of campaign fundraising thing which I did not know about because I was working all day. Crazy. There is also apparently a serial killer on the loose in Worcester (about a half hour from my school) who has killed three women already...creepy. Hmmm what else...I am getting about $300 back from taxes which I am hopfully putting aside for spring break next year. Matt and I have pinkey sworn that we are going to save up and go to disney world next year for spring break after being stuck here while everyone else was out having fun. Anyone who can aford it, or has the discipline to save up is invited.
I saw Mona Lisa smile the other day, I rented it on video. Eh, it was nothing special, I was kind of dissapointed. I can't exactly say what I didn't like, just know I didn't. Okay more on my exciting life tomorrow because someone is at my door...goodnight

I am very excited for Jill's brother and Laura, and of course for Jill herself! I was far too young to be excited when my neices were born...not to mention they turned out to be little monsters....but I think now that I would have been very happy about the whole idea if it happened today. It is very hard for me to imagine Joe as grown up still, let alone as someone's dad. I can still remember being woken up at Jills house by the "emergency medical" song Joe liked to sing, not to mention his eating 4 times the ammount of any rational person and not gaining an ounce, or hearing him sing a random and very out of tune U2 song when he knew I was o the phone or staying at Jill's. He will probably be the funest and craziest dad ever. Its a good thing Laura is so sweet and calm, hopefully she can pass some of that on to Aiden to balance out Joe's genes...not that there's anyting wrong with Zach genes just that they are a little 'different.' I love them just the same those zaney Gordon Lightfoot lovers.

haha got ya...you thought I was talking about giving "wholesale clubs" but actually I was talking about my new job at Ben and Jerry's. I was interviewed and hired yesterday and thank god, because I was down to my last $20 bucks and soon enough I wouldn't have been able to do laundry or buy new deodorant and I didn't wanna become the stinky kid in class. I haven't worked yet, but my boss is from williamsville which is nice, a little piece of home, at work. Matt has been staying with me all week for his spring break and it has been so nice having him here. I was so spoiled by getting to see him anytime I want. Next week is my spring break where I will probably be staying with him at his room, but I wont get to see him very much because he has a lot of classes and works a lot of hours. Well my new job should keep me busy next week so I will not be sitting around his room thank god. As much as I love being at Matts room, his roomates are something to learn to tolerate. One is stinky and creepy, one is nice, and one can be an asshole depending on his mood swings. They never really make me feel comfortable being there on the whole I always feel like I am overstaying my welcome or that they just want me to go away. I am really dreading staying there the more I think about it. Hopefully it will go okay. I haven't spoken to mike or mk since the other day, but I hope that the misunderstanding is behind you and you guys can make a little more time for one another and learn to be a little more tolerant of each others lives. You would really regret it if you stopped being friends, friendship itself is never lost just misplaced and we all need to take a little time and effort to find each other again. I know we are all very busy and our lives may be different and far apart but we really do need to keep in touch and stay friends as best we can even if it takes a little more effort. I have learned that the hard way over the past 3 years. I never want to lose you guys, no matter where I am and you shouldn't lose each other. Enough said. So for all of you politics fans, there is yet another reason to visit me in Boston. Get this, John Kerry lives on my street about a half block away. Apparently I was like the only person at my school who didn't know this. My friend shannon babysitts for the family who lives next door to him. Their dad is the guy who owns the staples chain and the staples center where the lakers play in LA. Apparently every kid that lives in the dorm at my school has an fbi file now. There are secret service guys all over my street 24 hours a day in overcoats and with those ear peices and they look in windows of cars with these little flashlights and just patrol all the time. Its crazy that I never noticed that stuff before, but I guess they have upped the SS guys since everyone else dropped out of the race, which is why I noticed now as oppsed to earlier. Craziness. Okay I think I have to go to the grocery store and get some stuff for dinner. I'll talk to you guys later

I just read Terry's entry on Mike's dad and the accompanying answering machine message and I laughed so hard for like 10 minutes. The more I listened to it though, the more I realize that someday Mike will be his dad. That is the kind of message that Mike leaves on my voicemail now, so in like 20 years I can only imagine that the messages will be the same if not worse. However I don't know if Mike will ever pick up his dads need to randomly argue about things that make no sense and are out of nowhere. Or that may also be something that comes with time and a lot of pipe smoking (whatever Tony Visco really smokes in that pipe has always been to some debate). My experiences with Mr.visco have been scattered throughout my years as Mike's friend, but most often my random experiences have been on the phone, where Mr. Visco has either just tried to talk to me for no reason and without any real topic of substance, for 20 minutes, until giving Mike the phone. Usually at the time Mike is not busy or unable to take the call, he is generally right there in the room, but Mr. Visco will talk to me for long periods of time before even telling Mike that I am on the phone. Sometimes it turns out that Mike was never home to begin with, and Mr. Visco just felt like asking me random questions before telling me Mike was still at work. The best are the times when he tries telling me that Mike has moved out or no longer lives there, when this happens I must sit there and debate with Mr.Visco about why this is not true until he will call Mike for the phone call. I may have spent upwards of a full day out of my life talking solely to Mr. Visco on the phone before he will give it to Mike. All the while Tony Visco is a charming man and quite entertaining, that is when he is not trying to mallot any donuts.