12.20.2002

Friday Fly-by

I seem to have no free time lately. I suppose that's to be expected this time of year. I've picked up more hours at the store, too. Oh! Guess who was chosen as Employee of the Month for our store? M-o-i. I got a pin and everything. Even better: Names of all EOMs from all of the stores are put into a hat at the main corporate office and there is a raffle for a prize worth $100 (last month it was $100 in AmEx traveler's checks), and I won! I'm hoping to get my prize today. We're having a party on Saturday night and I could use some extra money for the booze and food.

So, between work, holiday shopping, party preparation, gift wrapping and the psycho neighbors, I've hardly had the time to devote myself properly to these pages. I will still post something here and there over the next week, though, and I promise I will liven things up a bit around here after the 1st of the year.

Hey, has anyone seen The Two Towers yet? I've got my free ticket (from the FOTR extended DVD set) and I'm planning on going the day after Christmas.

Have a good day!

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12.19.2002

Swingers club keeps the neighbors awake. I can sympathize: Our downstairs neighbors started fighting at about 1:30 this morning. Screaming, slamming, throwing things. That lasted about an hour. The yelling stopped but the slamming continued for at least another half hour. They've only been living downstairs for about a month but that's the second screaming match we've been privy to; and the screaming is all his. "You do nothing around here!!" "I pay the bills!!" "I won't have that in my house!!" Except every other word is f*ck. I swear to God, last night he screamed "F*ckin' motherf*ckin' f*ckin bitch!" at her. He's a total dick and I can't stand to look at him.

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12.18.2002

Like Yoda, I Am

You are wise beyond your years — a sage for the ages, the master's master. That's why your Star Wars type is Yoda. Sure, you might not look too much like the little green Jedi Master, but you have a quiet contemplative way about you that commands respect.

People trust you, especially your friends who are constantly coming to you for advice and sometimes predictions. While you may not be able to tell them who's going to win the big game, you do possess the rare ability to see the big picture. You never lose sight of the fact that we're all part of a greater whole. It keeps you grounded and balanced, and it's the perfect cover for a mischievous sense of humor that always catches others off-guard. This mix of wisdom and impish delight promises to bring you long life...another thousand years or so anyway.

Which Star Wars character are you?