Enrique and "The Butter"
Tuesday, November 26, 2002:
Cheesy Turkey!
So I really can't wait to kick it on home for some good old fashioned turkey...and to deal with the strange mix of people who will be at my house including---my psycho aunt and somewhat normal, quiet uncle, thier two kids who are not very fun to play with; my cutie puttie grandma; my gangsta brother; mommy and daddy; two old, distant relatives whom I barely know; and my aunt and uncle from Indiana who I really can't remember the last time I saw them on a Thanksgiving. Should be an interesting time-thank god it is only a lunch meal...this means I get to spend the rest of the day watching cable television-something I lack at school. I am hoping to catch up on my Real World Las Vegas considering I haven't seen one damn show yet.
Tonite-of course, where else will I be but the library. I am hoping that my homeless friend has found another floor to live on for the time being. The PHR exam in only a week and a half away and it is really my only concern-but let me tell you, when Dec. 7 at about 12pm rolls around, you will find one very giddy girl driving back to Eau Claire to kick my heels up and get my drink on!!!!
When laying in bed last night, I swear to god I thought there was something or someone in my room. I thought I kept hearing noises above my bed, and I thought maybe battie had come back to say hi. He would have caught me off guard considering my tennis racket is packed up and the bowl was dirty. And then I thought there was something flying in my room, maybe the battie had gotten out of my ceiling and wanted to be my wake-up call. I may be going insane.
Random thought for all you spammykins-Why don't they make cheesy turkey?
PS-Good luck Hannah!!!!!!
Heather // 3:23 PM
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Monday, November 25, 2002:
I Did It Again
Well, I should have most likely learned my lesson by now. I usually go running everyday, and I leave the house unlocked for that time period because I have no means to carry a key around. For some reason, today I decided to lock the door when I left for running. The only problem is that I realized this important fact AFTER I got back from running. And, of course, there was no one home. I have now realized that I am the biggest moron ever. So the real problem came when I had no idea when my two wonderful roommates who had keys would be back. So me, in my lovely running attire, which includes some black sweat pants that have a hole in them, and a sweatshirt with stains on it, had to proceed to wander around my campus in search of the roommies. Luckily, after running around like a banchee, I stumbled upon Shasta who was getting ready for a presentation. This whole process only took me about one hour, and then came home to see that my other roommate, Jean, was home. Yeah, can we say-idiot??
I am now at the library. And as my luck would have it, there is a homeless man who has decided to take up residence in the library, and he happens to be sitting in the cube study box right by me where I am studying for the wonderful PHR exam. At first, he was going up and down the rows of books and pulling them out, flipping throuhgh them, and then putting them back. Honestly, I feel terrible for the guy, how horrible to be homeless, especially with it being so cold out. I have to say, although I a consider myself a liberal, it still makes me feel a tad uncomfortable. What if he decides to pull a knife on me and rob me for all I have?(which is a sandwhich and a box of wheat thins-I would gladly give them up anyway). This, of course, is obviously a compleltely unreasonable thought, but ya'll need to be thinking of me tonite......
The song of the day is....(for all who need to spice up thier music collection)- The Fifth Dimension-"Wedding Bell Blues" --you all know it, it goes "Bi---llllllll, I love you so...I always will......" The only way to get the true expeierence of this song is to blast it, dance around, and sing it to yourself in front of a mirror-naked, of course.
I must retreat to the my study box now......da da da......
Heather // 3:55 PM
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Sunday, November 24, 2002:
Go Packers, Go!!
Ahhh...Sunday....the worst day of the week, at least by my standards. I, of course, in desperate need of a shower. I think the reason I don't like to shower is that I have to sit there and blow dry my hair which is annoying, and takes forever, and my blow-dryer weighs about 35 lbs.
My weekend was splendid, really, I didn't do too much. I did, however, lock my keys inside my apaprtment, with Katie and I OUTSIDE the apartment just as I was going to take her back home. Now, I may have been known to do this once or twice...but this time, at least it wasn't like the time in Cancun where I locked us out of our room for a day, and we couldn't get back in b/c the owner of the hotel at the front desk only owned half of the rooms in the hotel, and as of my luck would have had it, he didn't own the room I was in. He also didn't speak any English, and didn't really seem to know where the my owner was. Ahh, how I miss those days in the wonderful country of Mexico. Back to my story, my other roommate finally did come back, so we didn't have to wait too long.
Well, the time as come, I must shower now, or else I will miss seeing my favorite football team play.
Come to me, turkey....
Heather // 11:42 AM
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