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:: Friday, August 20, 2004 ::
1/2 an hour left before vacation!
As usual, I'm in a bit of a panic. Finished moving to the new place last night. Then started packing for the trip. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I am a horrible packer!
I suppose as long as I remember the bridesmaid dress and the shoes, I should be fine.
I am a tired bunny.
Let's go, 4pm!
:: Cathy 12:21 PM [+] :: 0 comments
:: Thursday, August 19, 2004 ::
Forgot to set my alarm. Duh.
But still managed to get to work on time with luggage in tow.
Tonight I leave my keys with Old Roommate's Parents and take my last bundle of crap to the new place.
And then begin packing for my vacation.
And sleep in my own, comfy sweet bed. I can't wait.
:: Cathy 6:53 AM [+] :: 0 comments
Wednesday night beach volleyball update:
Two of our guys couldn't make it, which meant that we had equal number of guys and girls on the court. We also managed to lose a couple of games (at least, I think we lost 2). Although the guys were really quite frustrated (not used to losing, um, ever) I had a lot of fun. I actually got to touch the ball a lot more and got a lot more exercise out of it and I think I did better than I normally do.
It was hot and sweaty (well, that was only me, cause I'm just hot and sweaty in general) and then it downpoured. I love being out in the rain.
:: Cathy 6:23 AM [+] :: 0 comments
:: Tuesday, August 17, 2004 ::
Three more sleeps until vacation!
:: Cathy 5:47 AM [+] :: 0 comments
Picked up my bridesmaid's dress last night. I tried it on to make sure the alterations were OK and it fits well and the seamstress was ooooohing and aaaaaahing over how lovely it is.
And then charged me $115 for the alterations!
I supposed I shouldn't be so surprised. Kat told me about one person who paid $300 to have their wedding dress altered. Still, that's a wedding dress. I had no idea getting my dress altered was going to cost that much. Shows how much I get stuff altered.
But at least it's done and I won't be scrambling at the last minute, in a panic the night before I have to leave (although that wouldn't be unusual for me).
And Sarah helped me move another car load of things to the new apartment. She absolutely loved how huge it is. I'm kind of excited about the new place!
:: Cathy 5:37 AM [+] :: 0 comments
:: Monday, August 16, 2004 ::
I am reading a fantastic book : "My life is a wedgie" by Gretel Killeen.
Sure, it's meant for younger people, but so is Harry Potter. It's a guilty pleasure. Where else could I read such flagrant overuse of the words "bum" and "bored" and "snot"?
Those are my kind of books. Good for a giggle.
:: Cathy 11:13 AM [+] :: 0 comments
It's amazing what one can do in a weekend.
This was the thought I had on sunday morning when I discovered a plastic hollow penis in my purse when I went for a subway token. I tried to cover it up quickly before the old lady standing quietly next to me peeked in and looked at me disapprovingly.
No, I don't generally carry around plastic, surprisingly realistic male appendages in my bag. Saturday night was Katrina's stagette party.
It was an absolute RIOT!
I arrived at midnight, having been moving up until 10:30pm. All the other girls were three sheets to the wind. I was... well, not.
On our way to Vince Carter's bar, Kat walked across three lanes of traffic to talk to the cops on horse back and charm them into having her picture taken with them. Instead of saying "cheese" she shouts, her eyes at half-mast, a sloppy grin on her face: "I'm horny for big horse cock!" (Think of the google hits that's going to get me.)
She wore a life-saver-covered top with the words "Suck for a Buck" scrawled across the back. She complained (probably about 600 times) that she'd showed up in the cutest white outfit. "Cathy, honestly, it was so nice. And they made me change into this."
And then, of course, was the plastic "cup" she was made to drink from.
Which ended up in my purse. Of course.
I also managed to clean my new apartment with my new roommate, Jimmy, who warned that James is a bit messy. It's OK, James warned me that Jimmy is a bit of a goof. Jimmy also started to complain about how their old roommate, Tom, used to cook and make it smell in the apartment. (Shades of current roommate conflict. Panic.) "I don't cook," he says proudly. And then he said maybe I can help him with girl advice. This should be interesting.
I also went home to celebrate Matt's birthday. I got him a kick-ass quick-dry maroon zippered golf shirt (which of course he loved and looks good in). I got my belated birthday present from my mom : a Panasonic MP3 player! I'm so excited I might pee my pants!
Only 4 more sleeps until vacation.
:: Cathy 6:07 AM [+] :: 0 comments