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Wednesday, June 12, 2002
Top 7 Dream Categories:
1. Ranch Dressing and You.
2. Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
3. Late Night Info-mercials.
4. Famous Booze Hounds.
5. Foods made with Salt.
6. Ways to Offend Your Neighbor.
7. Tasteless Jokes and Quips.
Top 7 Nightmare Categories:
1. Calestenics and You.
2. Movies with Jim Breuer.
3. Reasons why you think I should have to listen to you (and not "you" reading this, but rather "you" in general population terms).
4. The properties of Coors Light.
5. Mixing boozes can be fun.
6. Why some people don't understand that by very definition "Undershirts" go under other shirts.
7. Checkbook mathematics.
So I've been slacking and I am sorry. Things have been a bit hectic at Chez Moore. Working and unpacking seem to be the main sources of entertainment around here. Though Sunday after work, we meet up with some friends and had a bit of dinner. It was nice. Saturday I was in the ER for some outbreak help. Couple shots, a few I.V.'s later and it was time to go to work. That did not go so well. I looked like ass and worked like it too. The band played until 2:15 and that was the icing on the cake. I wanted to sit down and mess myself, but I had a beer instead and the feeling soon passed.
Next weekend is some fun in the sun at a friend's place up North. Can't wait! I'm going to try and not break anything this year, but we'll see how that goes. Why break a streak. Though luckily everything in the last two years has been my own stuff and not her dad's. Again, I'll pay for the oar, just let me know how much. And the bench. And the pontoon ladder too. Just send me the bill. Going to have to start exercising so I can take my shirt off with pride while I am up there. Oh wait...
The fat-slapper is back for Europe. The P is no longer safe. But he seems to pretty happy at "Wingers" -(gay)- and now he's a manager so we'll see if he sticks around. Mindy is leaving the P too soon (managing her own bar), so it's going to be crazy new down there. Which should be ok, as long as no one minds getting molested by the waitstaff. Cheryl, I'm looking in your direction.
In less pleasent news, I just lost the button off my shorts. Man I hate that.
Craig @ 2:47 PM
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