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Thursday, July 22, 2004

An update on my sister.  Because her life is way more interesting than mine.  The boy she met at the club, she saw four times the following week.  And he plays for the Peoria Mariners, not Seattle.  Which makes him less of a womanizer.  Lindsay is in San Diego for the week with my aunt condo-and-dog-sitting for my cousin who is on a rafting trip.  She loves it out there.  The first thing she did was find an LA fitness so she could work out every day.  I just finished three quarters of a pizza.  Her boy was bumped up to AA ball, which tripled his weekly salary. (which wasn't that big to begin with--I made more money than him, and that's sad)  But he misses her.  Which is weird for her.  She says she's not used to how nice he is. 

My parents finally sold their house!  For 30 grand less than the original asking price, but they get to move at last and that's all my dad cares about.  They are so excited.  Except that their AC broke and they're packing.  Ha.  The new owners will have to deal with that.  When I go back in October for a wedding, I'll be staying at their new house.  Which I'm very excited about.  I plan on taking a bubble bath every day in their whirlpoolspabathtub.  Yippee!! 

Paul and I went boating last weekend.  It was so incredibly much fun.  I hate lake water, but I swam because it was so inviting.  And nothing bit me or swam up and touched my leg.  I have four bruises, a huge blister between my big toe and the one next to it from my flip-flops and the possibility of tetnus, but dammit, we had a ball.  I now want to buy a boat.  Which would first mean getting a truck or (god forbid) suv.  Our hondas can pull a uhaul trailer, but a boat is a whole other story.  So, if any of you are rich and feel like getting rid of a boat, I would be glad to take it off your hands for you.  If you could throw in a vehicle for towing, that would be greatly appreciated.

My personal training is going well.  I've lost two inches from my waist in a month.  Which was surprising--I didn't think it would be that much.  So that encourages me to do more.  Except for today with the pizza.  I'm crampy and bloated.  Leave me alone.  I'll work out more next week.

And I'm finally done with overtime at work.  So I have Saturdays again.  To celebrate, I'm going to try to get some friends together to go to an improv show late Friday night.  Hopefully I can stay awake past 10.  I have to be at work tomorrow at 6:30 at the latest.  Don't know how that's going to happen, but it might involve me going to bed right now.

P.S.  I don't like the new blogger layout.  I thought it would take me a while to get used to it, then I would be fine.  Just like when hotmail changed on me.  But, no.  I don't like it.  You have to click on too many things to get to where you want.  And what's up with the comments?  Heather has blogger comments on her site and to post one, you have to first sign in to blogger.  That was weird and unexpected.  And I'm not sure if my comment even made it up.  Oh well.  I don't like change.  Sucks to be me.

P.P.S.  Last night on the Discovery Health Channel: Plastic Surgery Before and After, there was this woman who had iii boobies and got them reduced to an e.  Now, many of you who know me, know my knockers aren't exactly small.  But GOOD GOD, you should have seen this woman.  And it's not  like she was a big fattie.  She was overweight, yes, but her ta-tas were GINORMOUS.  I taped it so Paul could see her when he came home from work.

Wow.
Big boobs.

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