| My purse was snatched from my arm on the way to the liquor store.
Bad ass lookin kid runnin down the alley, holding a yellow clutch purse.
So I guess I won't be getting my license on Friday.
I guess it's not bad as being mugged, but still, it's my purse, dammit!
Whoa! That's what my last entry was going to be! That was last year! I was mugged a couple months ago, too! Weird. | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment   |
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| I went to Chattanooga, and shit's changed. It's clean now, there ain't no smoggy smoke. I was afraid of barfing as soon as I got within the city limits, like I did so long ago.
I stopped by Sewanee to. Whoever decided that a neo-gothic dining hall would look great next to the gothic style chapel needs to be shot.
My old house looks the way it did before we moved in.
I think Mrs. Davis died.
yeah...
Waffle House.
and..
It's weird that Stroh's and South Paw are brewed in Milwaukee, but you can only buy them in the south. I brought back three can's of Stroh's.
I want to go back to Tennessee, maybe sometime in May, so I can so spelunking.
When I lived in Tennessee, and I went down to Florida to visit, everyone said I sounded Southern. Just being down in Tennessee for a couple days, I could hear the southern drawl trying to seep back into my dialect. I think the drawl has ceased.
Oh! I want to go back to where it's warm and beautiful! | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| Well, I had planned to go to Iowa City on Friday to visit my sister, Liz. I haven't seen her for almost three years. I left Milwaukee at about 9am. My bus to Iowa City was delayed an hour in Chicago, and eventually cancelled.
I ended up staying in Chicago. I'll be back in Milwaukee tonight. Stupid winter.
I got to see Patty McCann. We got lunch today. I hadn't seen her in six years! Crazy. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| This is what it was like outside yesterday: 
You bet I went on a long bike ride after work, a midnight ride even. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| This was the deluxe ham I found with the piece of rubber in it. It's been sitting on the shelf in the cooler.
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| I went to my dad's church about ten minutes ago, and my dad wasn't preachin'. It was some other guy. I began feeling nauseous within five minutes of being there, (not because my dad wasn't preaching) so I left.
Yesterday at work I was slicing some Healthy Deli Deluxe Cooked Ham for the hoagie case. In a few of the slices I noticed something small and black. It was not a tumor, but like plastic. I took the piece of meat off the slicer and tried to gouge the plastic out with my finger. It turned out to be a 4" long piece of rubber! | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Weis was robbed at gunpoint last night! .... and I totally didn't work. Dammit! I've always wanted to witness a robbery! | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| One of the things which irritates me the most at my job, is when people point to what they want. Perhaps, if the cases were designed with illiterate people in mind it wouldn't be such a problem. But, since they weren't, I have a hard time seeing what they point to. "Which one did you want?" "This one, right here. The one right here!" I then I have to squat below the counter, and tell them to keep pointing to it, so I can see what it is exactly they're pointing to, rather than just asking "can you read the fuckin' sign please?" because that would be rude, even if I did leave the eff word out.
Some people are blind and cant see the salad containers on display which visibly read "2lb" "1lb" and "1/2lb". It's ok when they say "medium container" etc. Today a woman in galoshes and a down coat (it was like 50 degrees out, mind you) came in. She asked for rice pudding, and didn't specify the size, she simply held her hands what looked to be eight inches apart-- which is the height of the two pound container.
"Two pounds?"
She nodded yes.
So, a two pound container I filled! I weighed it. She had two minutes to tell me I'd erred! I handed it to her and told her to have a good evening. She looked at the container and mumbled something to her mom. She had a full two minutes to tell me I'd erred, before I handed her the container.
"oh, I just wanted half of one of these."
A puzzled look I gave her! "A pound?" I asked.
She held her hands about eight inches apard again, and said "I wanted one like this," then moved her hands about two feet apart "not one like that."
I thought her gesticulations were to scale.
Maybe when she orders cheese she asks for a handfull.
She's probably one of those people whom asks for "the swiss cheese with the holes." And when you ask them to specify they either say "the big holes" or "the little holes" which narrows it down to three or four.
I love the guy who orders "American square cheese". He has to hear us make fun of him, saying "we're fresh out of square, is trapezoid ok?" and yet every week, he still asks for square cheese. I love it.
Nigel just told me the old factory place practice space on Garfield and Circle, in Forest Park, across from Ferrara Pan, is getting demolished soon. I remember watching The Godzz practice there, and pulling my hat over my face, because I couldn't contain myself. I went through Leon's back pack, in an attempt to distract myself, and found his copy of "On the Road."
I used the bathroom, which didn't have toilet paper. I wiped myself with shitty lyrics written on legal pad paper.
The bike ride on Circle Avenue won't be as exciting since there will only be one blind corner (Ferrara Pan). How many times I was almost hit because I flew through the intersection!
I miss the smell of Lemonheads without Lemonheads in sight.
I miss you all! I miss the midwest!
I hate when places change without me. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| My skin is really itchy and dry
...regardless of the amount of lotions and mosturizers I go through each month. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | I removed the tails and fat from 56 raw chickens today. I quartered twelve of them. Some of them still had innards. Some still had long necks. I took care of those too. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| I finally figured out how to email pictures to myself from my phone.
split lip!
So here are the pictures of my split lip from when I fell face first on solid ice. It's pretty much healed now. It either looks like a cold sore or a tiny pink line.
fat lip!
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| | I just advanced a little bit in technology. | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| | I was walking down an ice and snow covered alley to save time on my way to work. I noticed a pick up truck with a snow plow on the front moving back and forth from the lot into the alley. Unknowing of whether or not they saw me, I decided to walk in sort of wide semi circle, around the truck. The driver began backing up while I was still behind him. I picked up my speed a little bit, and I slipped. My bicycle helmet was in my hand so I couldn't effectively brace my fall. I fell on my face and immediately everything turned lime green before turning black. I screamed and started crying. I'd busted open the left side of my lower lip. It felt like I'd cut open my cheek as well. I got blood all over my clothes and bag. I went to the emergency room. No broken bones. I went to see a reconstructive surgeon. He gave me five stitches. | | comments: 7 comments or Leave a comment |
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