So we took a tripper to Toronto. The weather was great and I had a fantabulous time. We stopped at Ikea on the way back to get a cheap couch. We couldn't fit the mattress in the car so we had to return it 10 minutes after buying it. Stinks.

We ate at the Pickle Barrel twice. Their focaccia sandwiches are to die for. Mmmmmmm. We also had an appetizer of avacado spring rolls with some kind of Thai dipping sauce. I love Thai. Anyways, The Pickel Barrel should come to Buffalo. I bet they would do great business here. Or even Niagara Falls, On. if they want to keep it Canadian. I'll go to N.F. to eat.

Here is the sad part. I'm getting my wisdom teeth cut out of my face tomorrow. They are putting me under but I can't help but freak out about all of this. I have never broken a bone, got stitches, had a tooth pulled.. so I am just a little nervous. yikes!

I also decided to apply for a job at Tops. They are opening a new one near my house and I thought I'd go out for bakery or the deli. Its easy money and I got into grad school so I don't have to worry about a real job for a while. Now Tops just has to call me. Hey, Tops! I'll decorate a cake!

i deleted my last entry on amish people because it was very long and really my point about them and polygamists is that I just don't get those 2 worlds. I guess they don't get us either and I'm fine with that.

I saw a show on a few women who escaped a polygamist colony in Utah and they spoke horrible things. One man had close to 70 children. He had their pictures on the wall and they were grouped by what month they were born in and also named by what month they were born in. I don't see how that helps you remember their names but whatever. When the girls are about 12 they are sent to live with their new husbands who could be 40 yrs old, a cousin of yours or your uncle. Many children die from birth defects or are still born.

The question was asked about money. Legally one man is married to one woman. All of the other 'wives' are then seen as single moms in the eyes of the government and they go on welfare. Some women have as many as 12 children. They are really riding the welfare system. They don't use cars or anything like that because its evil and anything outside of their world is considered evil. Holy Cow.

this turned long anyhow.

i like how the sketch is black and green now instead of white. that is a picture of a board because i'm bored.

yesterday i took a shower and was in my towel when the UPS man came. i freaked out and tried to pretend like i wasn't home because i ain't answering no door in a towel. so he knocks and rings the bell a few times and just won't go away. finally he drives off and i go down to collect my prize. there is one of those notes on the door and i'm thinking he's going to make me sign for it??? no, the note said package was on the patio! PATIO?! first of all the back door is completely open and katie is running in and out as she pleases. also, the gate is nailed shut to the decrepid rotting fence. its quite high and difficult to get over it without breaking it. well sure enough the package was right in front of the backdoor which is wide open for him to look in my house and know that i must be home. i have no idea how he got in the backyard and katie must have given him a great welcome because she didn't make a peep. i didn't like that at all. why didn't he just leave the box under the bush like usual and if he suspected i was home, just leave it, i'll get it!!! i'm waiting for a rug to be delivered who knows when so i'm making sure to shower earlier until that comes. like right now, to the shower!

i just called the lady back. yikes! she wasn't there so i got to leave a message. thank god. i didn't know how to end the message so i said she could call me back if she wanted or needed to. haha why did i say that! i feel like such a jerk for wasting her time but if i could do the things they needed me to do in that job, i would have been a nurse, no doubt.

ooooooh and i got into grad school at UB. i am so happy. maybe i'll get a meaningless job at manhattan bagel or something. then i don't have to think at work.