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Tuesday, October 08, 2002

Here is the deal with me not posting: I CAN'T FROM MY HOME COMPUTER! The Blogger-Bitch only seems to be bitchy when I'm on my home computer...hmm...maybe I should call a computer-geek friend of mine and ask him to come give Blogger-Bitch sexual favors then we would all be happy.

So I'm finally posting (from the "Learning Center")...

I'm sitting here NOT doing my 3 hours of Latin translation and also NOT doing the in-class assignment that I'm supposed to be doing-but hey-I'M POSTING!

There is a scanner next to me and I'm wondering (if I could figure out how to use it) if I could put a picture on this site. Then people would maybe read, look at picture, and enjoy site...? I'll consider figuring this thing out.

If anybody doesn't remember my watchband story I'll refresh your memory before giving updates: You see, I got this watch at a concert in Mankato, Minnesota (yeah, Mankato...) on a frickin'-freezin' night in January all because I bought a cd of hot hot Stuart Davis. I had never really worn watches before, they always felt funny on my wrist, "But this one will remind me of hot Stu, therefore, I must wear it!" I thought to myself. The watch was not pretty, it was held together be one thread and a hair binder...but we feel in love. Watch and I traveled across the Big Salty Pond together: cruised Munich's Beer Garden on bicycle, walked the cobblestone streets of Italy, went to Cats in London, crawled into the pyramids of Cairo, snorkled in the Red Sea, climbed (down) the stairs of the Eiffel Tower...and much more...we were happy together.
Then we returned to Minnesota together and Watch became sad...depressed...blue. Watch finally dumped me and committed suicide. I cried (a little). Then went to Targhetto to replace the watchband. I just couldn't find anything that would do...there was no replacement for Watch. I finally resorted to using a purple ribbon (hey, my Junior year-why not show a little TOMMY PRIDE?) But our relationship (Ribbon and me) just wasn't the same.
Update: Mom and Dad found an old and ugly watchband in the back of our junk drawer at home...I now have another watchband and my life is getting back on track. I knew you all were very worried, but all is well yet again.

.: posted by Kristen 3:06 PM

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