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At Last
Sunday, April 11, 2004
1:17 AM

Last night went to Dinner at a friends house with the Parents and Bendy. Its up on High Drive, more of a swanky area in Spokane and the house we were at was Effing HUGE. I was like, really, for one person, this place would be two big. You wouldnt even have to walk into each room everyday. The upside to this was that she has so much extra room at that she has room for a kick ass game room. My Dad and I played some MAD Ping-Pong and I kicked some ass. After that I took on others who also fell to their demise at my hands.

Had to work today which was stupid for two reasons: It was 70 out and I couldnt be outside and 2.) Joe, the local blind/def shopper tried to hit on me. He got hit by a bus when he was little and he has HORRIBLE hearing and can hardly see yet he rides his bike around at night with this HUGE Italian flag on the back of it. He writes things down on paper because he cant really talk well right and today he writes I like you hair when last week I told him I didnt want some freaking biographies on Kerry and Bush and he writes on a piece of paper "Dumb?" Im like WHAT the F. STOP. NO. THIS ALWAYS HAPPENDS TO ME. Im too nice. This is the end. From here on out Im a bitch.

Got home from work and Bendy, Jen and I took the Gangster truck to the mall to pick up my Grandmas Birthday present. Jen and I were Boy scouting the entire time. Awesome.

I dont know whats going down tonight. I want to party but tomorrow is Easter and who knows how drunk people are going to want to be. I say no Holiday is complete without a little drinky drinky.

And if this was my dairy it would be a lot dirtier. You know it.

So, ya, I hear Gillian is going to NY to stalk John Mayer, I mean, check out NYU and of course I hear this from the third party since someone has communication problems. Call me.


I miss Chels.
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