Monthly Archives: June 2003

Gentlemen, Good Night. Ladies….Good Morning

Having pre-warehouse move jitters all day long, to the point that I am guzzling down the pink stuff in an effort to calm my stomach. The worse part is that the person that I want to run to, the person that I want to hold me and
tell me that it will be O.K. that person is not there.

I know that tomorrow and Saturday, I will be O.K. and the move will go fine.

**side note** Cats names: Zoey, Roxy, and Kiesha

What’s worse is that the only thing that has put a smile on my face is listening to Justin Timberlake Senorita. Yes, I said Justin Timberlake. I’ll get into why I have this CD later, but there is a part in the song at the end where he says, “Gentlemen, Good Night. Ladies….Good Morning” Something about that line puts a small smile on my face.

The question that has been going through my head all day: “Which is worse, to be in love with someone who doesn’t return the love. Or to know that someone loves you and you have no feelings for them.”

LJ is crapping out again so I guess this is a tygreyes.com exclusive.

Work is work. Nuff said

Work is work. Nuff said about that.
So Barbara’s sister, Laura came over and they were talking and I heard Renaisance and guild. So I asked and found out that her and her daughter Kristen are faire folks. So I showed her my pictures and they named everyone in them. They also knew Brent (Brent, if you read this Laura Jones says hi and hopes you are well.) Laura wants me to go with her to the Ren Faire in Sac area this month and want me to goto auditions for the faire in Gilroy. Too much stuff going on this month for me to go. And I don’t think I’m ready to audition for the Ren Faire. But I will gladly take tickets for the faire though 😉
O.K. time to finish watching the AFI special…
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Talk About Getting Hit On A Monday…

Gawd, can’t believe this day is finally over. just a crazy, crazy, Monday. Not even sure if I got stuff done. Well, taking a look at the dumpster, I didn’t get anything thrown away. It wasn’t suppose to be here until tomorrow anyway.

Just trying to hold on until Saturday. It will all be better after Saturday. I will keep telling myself that. Who knows, maybe by Saturday, I’ll believe it.

Going home to take a shower and pass out.

White men can’t play basketball…

So I get a call from Mark and find out that he has once again dislocated his shoulder playing basketball. Again. So my strongman is out a week before the warehouse move. Trying to stay calm about the whole issue. Hopefully, I can get Tim to come in on Wed to help out. (He has his 2nd job Mon and Wed.)
The move is done, the rice cooker is out, and the computer is working. Just need to bring my bookcase into my room. Need to remember to take pictures of house. Love the facts that there are cats here. Makes me happy.
Already thinking of ways to spend the money that I’m suppose to be saving. Computer stuff, a bed frame, car stuff, going out, buying clothes. **sigh** who am I kidding, it’s all going into savings.
O.K. need to get some food and finish laundry. It’s so cool to have a washer/dryer at home and not have to goto the laundrymat.
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