Last night I made the trip to the valley known as magic. My parents are great because they don't bug me about getting married but that doesn't hold true for others. I could have a massive coke problem or be missing a limb but all people want to know is when to expect that invitation in the mail. Well I've got knews for them the only thing in the mail for them is a knuckle sandwich with a large hawaiian punch to wash it down.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
My Busy Niece
I've decided to put together a collection of responses my niece gives when it comes to talking on the phone. Let me preface this by saying she is her own person. She does things her own way. Usually her response is a simple no with no reasoning behind it. However, I've called before to talk with her only to get the response "I'm full." Apparently too much food affects her desire to talk. She has responded to her grandma's request to talk with "I can't, I'm relaxing." Grandpa has heard "I already talked with Clinty today." She has a quota of phone talk and once its been met, sorry. Brandon and Brittany reminded me of their favorite "I've got to go. I've got someone on the other line." So if you are lucky enough to speak with the Bam, cherish it because most of the time she is "busy."
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Sombreros
Just a note for those of you wondering about my wedding. I have no idea when it will be, but I can guarantee you there will be a mexican food buffet and sombreros will be given out at the door. Ole
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March Madness
I watch an obscene amount of sports. If my tv is on, it is on ESPN. I am so sick of steroids in baseball. Just give me some March Madness already. My cougars can't beat SDSU but currently hold the longest home winning streak in the nation. Plus we swept Utah. My other team is the Kansas Jayhawks. They have stumbled of late but keep your eye on them come tournament time. All I wish for is good games and Duke's plane to crash (not really but kind of). As long as I'm wishing, put Dick Vitale as the stewardess on that plane.
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Democrats are Butts
So my sister decide recently that she is going to support Obama. Apparently she doesn't know that democrats hate Jesus. I tried telling her but you know how those college kids can be. I think she might be into drugs.
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The definition of time out
There are many definitions of "time out" KamBam puts her doll in time out when it is misbehaving. Mandi plays a game called time out with monkey bums. I recently became aware of another definition. As some of you might know, I was involved with a member of the opposite gender. Things were going pretty good and we had been dating for about 4 months. My job requires travel and can be hectic at times. I didn't think it was fair to this female for me to be so unstable. We mutually agreed to take a "time out" to get both of our lives in order. I thought we had every intention of getting back together. How young and naive of me. Here definition of "time out" is hooking up with some other guy four days after our conversation. Nice. So now I'm in a permanent time out but my mom still loves me.
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Opposable Thumbs
So I've decided to join the technology age. This blog is mainly a means of therapy. For those of you looking for deep theological or philosophical theories, you should ask my niece. She is full of them. Another reason for my new found interest in the blog is to keep my mother updated with my life. Since I live 8 hours away, she likes updates. She usually asks about life but like all mothers, her main concern is my love life. So this is for Julie.
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