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<-- my life, by webgoddesscathy --> :: Friday, May 14, 2004 :: If I thought I liked peanut butter-chocolate ice cream, I am in serious trouble with the new Peanut Butter 'N Chocolate Creme Oreos. ~drools, licking up crumbs on desk~ :: Cathy 8:42 AM [+] :: 0 comments :: Thursday, May 13, 2004 :: Last night, I took our beach volleyball team to unprecedented heights of success. It was the first night of the season, and I haven't played in about a zillion years. But of course, I was chosen for the organizer's team for a reason... I'm just short of an olympic-quality athlete. We lost 3 out of 5 games. But dammit, we had fun! Except the part where a psycho guy freaked out when we called him for volleying a serve, which you're not allowed to do. So he goes and asks one of the volunteers and comes back to threaten us with disqualification because the confused volunteer corroborated his erroneous idea about volleying. Well, read the rules. You be the judge. "Volleying a Serve - A PLAYER MAY NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER VOLLEY A SERVE!!! WE REPEAT, A PLAYER CAN NOT EVER VOLLEY A SERVE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!!"Just so much room for interpretation there, I can see why we were arguing the point. Let's not even mention that this is recreational vball. I mean, I know that I'm overqualified for recreational league, but I try to dumb-down my skill so that no one forces me into advanced. :: Cathy 7:51 AM [+] :: 0 comments :: Wednesday, May 12, 2004 :: In the spirit of Raye's Raye of Sunshine Thank-You page, I have thought of a list of things that have to be thankful for: :: Cathy 2:12 PM [+] :: 0 comments :: Tuesday, May 11, 2004 :: Today I found out that I'm quite allergic to dust mites. Well, great. Now I have to vaccuum a hundred times day, wash all bedding at least as much, and spray everything with this mite-poison. One must wonder though: if it's killing the dust mites, what's it doing to ME? :: Cathy 7:18 PM [+] :: 0 comments :: Monday, May 10, 2004 :: Started my new job today. Got to talking about Krispy Kreme (which is what happens when you work right across the road from one of their locations) and did the quiz "What Kind of Krisy Kreme Doughnut are you?" And the answer...?  Raspberry Filled What Kind of Krispy Kreme Doughnut Are You? brought to you by Quizilla :: Cathy 11:40 AM [+] :: 0 comments :: Sunday, May 09, 2004 :: This morning, I woke up from a luxurious sleep in my amazing bed at home to the sound of chirping birds outside. Not a bone ached. I was loathe to get up, all comfy and cuddly as I was. If I could hug my bed, I would have. I did finally get up and had breakfast with my parents as their cat stretched out on my lap. While they went to church, I took a leisurely shower in their newly renovated bright, beautiful bathroom. As I rinsed the shampoo from my hair, I watched a robin fluffing its feathers on a fir tree just outside the window. I made a lunch of pancakes with banana-caramel sauce for us before taking a walk with my dad around the 2.5 acres of our property, looking at all the cherry, apple and walnut trees coming up, at all of the old maple trees that I used to climb that have now died and been turned into piles of firewood. We checked out all the flowers blooming and the rhubarb shooting up and talked about what to do with the now-empty acres of pastureland in the back, swathes of bright green mowed grass. God, why do I live in the city? And, in fact, I will move into my new apartment at Bayview and Sheppard at the end of this month. Yesterday, I signed my agreement and handed over first-and-last month's rent to my new roommate, Robyn. And tomorrow I start my new job as a web project manager. :: Cathy 1:39 PM [+] :: 0 comments
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