So I had an interview for that catering sales position today. It went.....poorly. I don't think the woman really liked me, which of course drove me crazy because I need everyone to like me. By the time I walked out the door, I was talking myself out of wanting the position in the first place. It's too far, they wouldn't pay me enough (although realistically anything is better than nothing), I don't like them. But the place was beautiful. They were setting up for an event when I got there and I was very impressed. So I know I would like it. She told me at the end of my 5-10 minute interview that they would be calling people back, I don't think I'll be one of the candidates to get the call. The interviewer was amazed that I didn't have any job references in Texas. I said that I had only been here for 6 days. She was in shock. I should have lied and told her my boyfriend/husband/fiancee got a job here and we had to relocate. I should buy a fake wedding ring to wear to the interviews so I have a convincing lie to tell. But, knowing me, it will come back and bite me in the ass eventually. So, I'll continue to tell the truth. Maybe I'll just say boyfriend. Then we can break up and when I meet someone it'll all work out......Let me work on this one for awhile.

I also went to the job resource center and it was a waste of my time. The guy didn't help me at all. But I did find out they provide free, yes free, postage, resume paper, envelopes, copies, faxes and computer time. I don't have to deal with that damn Kinko's anymore thank god. Bastards, I'm still steaming about that one.

Anyway, I hope all is well with everyone and I hope to talk to you soon.

When I worked at Kinko's I never thought of it as the inner circle of hell, ok, well occasionally I did, but it was all in fun. Yesterday I had the most horrible experience at Kinko's. I'm in a new town and I can't even find the grocery store, but I happen to know where Kinko's is located. So in my eager pursuit for employment I run to Kinko's to print out my resume. There are only 2 people working when I get there. I patiently wait my turn, but am disappointed when I begin to talk to the "helpful" co-worker behind the counter. Their whole system is set up differently than in Minnesota and I am supposed to buy a credit card type deal with money on it and I use that to work the computers and the copiers. I don't even understand why they need co-workers. So I buy a $5 card and put my disk in the computer. I updated everything at Joy's so I wouldn't have to waste time and money typing. I try to open up the A drive, but I had no success. It said that my disk was unformatted. I almost started to lose it there in Kinko's. What the hell. I didn't waste any time getting home and calling Joy up. She happens to know a little something about computers. After a little drama we remedied the situation and I was once again ready to return to the inner circle of hell for another round. I get there and no computers are available. I wait and wait and finally get my chance. I am printing stuff and am super quick. Then I make copies....Go go gadget time. When I am about out of money on my card I realized that I am sometimes a dumb ass and misspelled a word on my resume. Namely the street address where I am now living. I've spent time and money (almost $5 and I have nothing to show for it). So I put another 5er on the card and start all over. I start making copies when I realize that there is a scratch on the glass making a black mark on my copies. What the hell. I figured instead of wasting money I would just have them make the copies. It was about 10, yes 10 total copies. I was told 20 minutes, ok fine, I could live with that. But, then he insisted that I go back out to self serve to make the copies my self because it would be faster. All the copiers in self serve were in use. That bastard. So anyway, I wait to get on a copier and I make all the mistakes that I used to think my customers were stupid for and I use up the rest of my money. I walk out with 2 good copies of my resume and a cover letter. I went up to buy an envelope and they didn't have it in the color I needed. So I had to wait for copies so that my envelope matched my paper. I wanted to cry. It was a frustrating nightmare. So I did some faxes and called it even and left. I made sure to grab the managers card so I could call, but it isn't even worth it. Bastards. I hate Kinko's.

On a happier note, I got a phone call from a resume I faxed out yesterday. It's one of the ones I really kind of want. I hope that I get an interview ASAP. I'll let you know.

Dear Diary,
Today I went to a wedding show with my friend Joy. We looked at bunches of pretty dresses and I even got to try on some not so ugly bridesmaid dresses. Joy's friend Tina came with us. She is the other bridesmaid and today was the first day I met her. We really bonded. None of us really like super skinny girls. We think they are all bitches. Especially when they tried on wedding gowns. They think because they are skinny and stuff that they can cut in front of you in line and act like the whores they are. Besides trying on dresses we walked around and looked at vendors. We just wanted free stuff though so we tried to avoid talking to people. We also noticed that when you do talk to a vendor they get all bitchy if you don't have the right answers. Some lady asked me where I lived and I was like, "I don't know, I just moved here." She was all like, "Well, what side of town do you live on?" And then I was like, "Quit picking on me, didn't you just hear me say I just moved here." She wasn't skinny so I couldn't hate her too much. Anyway, we watched the modeling show too. Those girls are all too skinny and they don't have boobies. They did have one plus sized model so I have to give them kudos for that. And the men modeling the tuxes were HOT!!!! We did also talk to this guy who does flowers. He was very cute and I could tell he was gay. I wanted to be his friend but, the girls didn't want to stand around and talk to him. I wonder if was single and if I had any friends in Minneapolis he might have been interested in. I also wonder if we were friends if he would give me a discount on the flowers for Joy's wedding. I guess I'll never know. The best part about the show was we got to sample cakes. We sampled this cheesecaky type deal that was delicious. We decided to go through the line twice. Oooops! Joy did end up buying a dress today. She looked so beautiful in it. I hope that when I get married I don't have to do any of this shit, but I am happy to help someone else do it.

Tomorrow I find a job. Rob, Joy's fiancee told me that in Texas you can substitute teach if you have degree. So I might sign up for that as well as combing Joy's neighborhood looking for work. I also have to follow up with Office Team and change my cell phone number, but that's all secondary. God bless Mommy and Daddy and all of my friends in Minneapolis. I love y'all (see I'm already getting an accent).

Happy Saturday--

It's been a great day so far. Unlike yesterday morning, I woke up cat free today. Yesterday, I think the cats (all three of them) wanted to get to know me better so I woke up yesterday with one on either side and the other poised to either claw my eyes out or just get a good sniff of me. It's going to be a bit of an adjustment living with 3 cats, instead of just the one.

Joy and I started the day off with a nice 2 1/2 mile walk which is great because I think I have gained almost 10ish pounds in the last 3 weeks with the ugly breakup, the stress of moving, the long ass drive and the laziness of not really wanting to work out at all. That's about to all change. I may even quit that smoking I happen to do when I drink. Joy's been doing really well with her diet, so as competitive as I am, I'll have to try to out do her and let her have her glory on her wedding day.

So we just got back from the water park and I have a few observations and thoughts to share.

1)After being at the water park in Houston today I no longer feel self conscious in a swimming suit. I think I could even pull off a bikini and feel like at hottie.

2)Water parks are the breeding grounds for teenage hormone monsters that feel that french kissing and fondling are appropriate in public places with families and small children.

3)White Trash+ State Fair, Amusement or Water Park=Good People Watching
An afterthought: Why do skinny guys marry the really big trashy looking girls? Also cut that f*&king mullet off before I cut it off for you.

4)We got season passes so as to return real quick and I can't wait to go.

So we had a fun morning at the water park. I hope my legs got more tan, I can already tell that my arms are darker, which makes me happy. That SPF 4 was really working hard today.

Tonight it's dinner with Joy's fiancee Rob at Saltgrass, which is this very tasty steak house in Texas I can't wait to eat at again. Miss Cheryl's plane leaves at 8 AM tomorrow, so it may be an early night for us. We've got a bridal show to go to tomorrow and I still have to unpack and all that fun stuff. So anyway, have a great day!!!!

Wow, two postings in one day, how lucky. Miss Cheryl and I drove to Galveston today. It was a long drive through the city of Houston, where there is always heavy traffic, and an uneventful drive to Galveston. It was over cast the entire trip but we tried to "will" the weather to sunshine. Our psychic powers must be weak because it rained on us in Galveston. I did get to swim in the gulf for a wee bit. It was nice, but it would have been more fun if someone was out there with me and we had "boogie" boards. There were no hotties, but what's to be expected on a cloudy day. We just got back a bit ago and now we are going to clean up and try to do something in bright and sunny Houston. I can't wait to brush my teeth because I still taste a bit of the salt water in my mouth. Ish!!!! Ok, hope your day is sunny!!!

So there I was one day in Minneapolis and then 5, very long days later, I woke up in Houston. I made it here alive. Now it's just a matter of how to proceed. Let me tell you about my trip. On Monday I had my mom wake me up at 5AM. Of course I didn't want to get up, but I had to. Miss Cheryl and I got everything loaded up in the car and we hit the road at about 6:30. The first day we needed to make it to Memphis. It was going to be our longest day. The longest part was driving through Illinois. I was already thinking of calling Patty Pumpkin Pants when we passed a sign for Sycamore, his hometown. Jim called me a couple of hours later and filled me in some info and let me know the party was easy to clean up after. After I hung up the phone though I started to cry. I realized what I was leaving behind. For a couple of hours it seemed more like a death sentence then a new adventure. It was neat driving through St. Louis and seeing the Arch. We stopped someplace south of St. Louis for a gas fill and a potty break. I wished I would have held it because there was a sign in the bathroom that said "Please do not flush anything down the toilet, Including Toilet Paper" . What in the hell? I was super excited to get out of there. A few hours pass and the temperature is somewhere around hotter than hell and we stop at McDonald's for a Flurry. We walk in and there is a smoking section, IN MCDONALDS. They had their little McDonald's ash trays and everything, it was so odd. We knew we were in hick country by then. We made it into Memphis at about 6 or 7, it seems like this happened a year ago as I am trying to recall certain events.

The hotel was great, although it was on the other side of the city. We swam a little and sat in the hot tub. Then we got dressed and went out for dinner. We drove around a little bit first to try to find the best place to eat. We ended up settling on this mexican cantina. It was really good. Afterward we stopped by the Melting Pot. I know, I know, Kind of lame considering neither of us work there anymore. I was glad we did stop in though because it turns out that one of the owners from there also owns part of Houston. So I networked with the other owner that doesn't own part of the Houston location. When we left I told him to put in a good word for me. By that time we were both pretty sleepy and off to bed we went. I faintly recall waking up at 6 or so and the sun was starting to come up. By 7 the building was shaking because of the horrible storm they were having. It was one of the worst storms in years with winds up to 100 MPH. I ended up sleeping just a wee bit longer, because I can sleep through almost anything, and then I got ready to go downstairs to see what the damage was. We didn't have any power in our hotel room. The emergency lights worked for awhile in the hall ways. It was insane. I drove around for a wee bit to find anything that hadn't been ruined by the storm and was unable to find it. I couldn't even get a cup of coffee. When I got back to the hotel I woke up Miss Cheryl and told her the news. We needed to get the hell out of Memphis. We were going to try to go to Graceland, but we only ended up with our photo in front of the sign (will be scanned and entered later). After that we ended up going to these Casinos out in the middle of nowhere, Mississippi. We gambled, got a free lunch and hit the road a couple hours later. I had only lost $10. I was so proud. It's pretty good for someone who doesn't really gamble at all. I made sure to not get too out of control.

We were anxious to get to New Orleans and the drive seemed to take forever. We drove down old Hwy 61 until Jackson and then got back on 55. It was nice to not have to deal with interstate traffic, plus we got to see some really great shacks. That was sarcasm for those of you who didn't get it. We finally got into New Orleans at about 9ish. We got up to the room. Not as nice as the previous nights, and went out right away to find some food. We didn't have to drive too far to find a casino so we went there first and gambled a bit more and then we were off to eat. We ate at this cute, clean little place just down the road from the hotel. We found out some extremely interesting things about New Orleans. First there is no bar time. Kind of crazy I know, second you can walk out on the street with alcohol in a plastic container, you can buy alcohol just about anywhere. I'm not talking just beer, I mean hard liquor. I went into a Rite-Aid which is kind of like WalGreens and they had 2 aisles of liquor and beer. It was crazy. Back to Tuesday, we made it an early night and went back to the room. I was asleep by Midnight. On Wednesday I got up and went and explored New Orleans a little more. I let Miss Cheryl sleep for a little while. I didn't find anything too interesting so I went back to the room and got Cheryl and we headed downtown. We went right for bourbon Street. We walked up and down the street looking at junk and then trying to find the hotties. From our lunchtime server we heard about a great drag show at one of the gay bars on bourbon Street. We stopped in to find out what time it started. Yes, I know, you can take the girl out of Minneapolis, but you can't take the gays away from the girl. We decided to go back to the hotel and rest up for the 11:30 drag show at OZ. I was going to drive down so that we wouldn't have to pay the outrageous cab fare (we were staying in Kenner by the airport). We had heard that Harrah's downtown had free parking. We drove down to check it out and, wow they really did, but only with 1/2 hour of game time. We figured we could do that.

So we went back to bourbon street, caught the drag show which was pretty good. They had an amateur contest mid-show and I think she was better than some of the pros, anyway. Yeah, there was only one contestant for the amateur show. She won a $25 bar tab too, maybe I should have gotten up there. Just kidding. It was kind of funny too, because when we were in the bar that night I said to Cheryl that I felt more comfortable in there then I had in any other place. I love my gays, I mean guys.

Off to the Casino after that, where I only lost $3. Not too shabby. We went out for a late night snack after that. It was about 4AM. We walked into a place that had a dozen people all throwing them back. It was crazy. I've been in bars in Minneapolis that don't see that type of action at 11PM.

Of course we didn't get up until 11 on Thursday, and only because we had to check out at noon. We got ready and went to Emeril's for lunch. Which was a totally amazing dining experience. Good food, good ambiance, good god how much do you want to pay for lunch. But it was worth every penny. After a couple of stumbling blocks we finally hit the road. We made it to Joy's at about 9:30. I'm glad to be here. I'm glad to see Joy, I'm glad the trip went well. But, I miss my old friends, my old place, my mom and dad, my old stuff. I'm going to give Houston the old college try, but I love Minneapolis and the people there.

I'm not going to change the name of this blog either. It'll stay the same. I hope most of you were able to stick through the somewhat boring adventure we had on the way down. I hope to get those photos scanned soon. It's soooooo nice that Joy has a computer. Ok, take care.

One last note, when I ran spell check on this post it wanted to replace the word hottie with hotdog. How funny is that, what am I the only one who's laughing?

Helllllooooooo---

Another post from Highland, WI. I know it's been awhile and there has been some funny stuff to tell, but honestly I am so tired right now I can only remember that some guy felt my ass on the bus on Wednesday. Oh, and I saw some woman pushing around a watermelon, like a baby, in a shopping cart. I am moved out of Minneapolis as of right now. I don't have a place to call my own. I feel like a lost soul. By Thursday I will be in Houston.

The last few days have been crazy mad with busy-ness. I had a somewhat successful garage sale on Friday and Saturday. I made enough to pay for gas and lodging to Houston. Which isn't that bad. I had to store too many items at my friend Susan's house. She's a dear to do it for me, even though I didn't know it was her birthday last Sunday, although she may have told me, I probably forgot so I feel like a shit and I didn't get her anything. I'll make it up to her by expecting her to store my belongings for an indefinate amount of time.

My friend Jim hosted my going away party on Saturday night. It was a great time. My straight friends showed up fairly early, as well as the married gays. I had a wonderful time and felt like a superstar because everyone wanted to talk to me. I love that. Cindy and I got to Jim's at about 7:20. At promptly 7:30 Candi and her fiancee arrived. Candi was a dear. She helped me out with my hotel stuff and she gave me a calling card so I could call her anytime. She is due next month. Next to arrive was Jason and one of his friends. I was questioning him later in the night about their "relationship", but he said there was nothing going on. My friend Susan and her "friend" Don arrived. Don was a little uncomforatable with the whole mostly gay party but he did fine. He talked to the most flaming gay for awhile and I don't think he even broke a sweat. Of course the beers he was pounding probably helped the situation a bit. Mike and Ken made it over from the 651 area code for the third time in a months time, first Pride, then 4th O' July, now the party. Of course I had to give them a hard time. Patty Pumpkin Pants arrived fashionably late, then Little Miss Amy C. She is so sweet. Angela and her man Jay their friend Monica, Jason and Micah, Scott, Ron and Steven and Keith. I know I am missing a bunch of people, but I am so tired right now I can't even think straight. So you know they'll be checking up to see what it's all about. After the party we went out for drinks at the Local and then off to breakfast. I didn't get to bed until almost 4am. I am a little old to be doing that. I need sleep. Instead of typing this I should have my eyes closed and be snuggled into bed.

So, tomorrow Miss Cheryl and I drive to Memphis. Then to New Orleans for 2 nights. Hopefully I can get online from the road and share some misadventures with everyone. If not by Thursday or Friday I should be able to sit down and spend some quality time with you, sweet keyboard.

Ok, I am tired, that was dumb. Sleepy Time.

So, only one more day to go at the joke I call my workplace. Today Bob, my boss, was trying to show new guy, not important enough to remember his name, how to run a docutech copier. It was the saddest and funniest thing I had seen in awhile. Bob, comes up to me later, because he thinks we're buds, and tells me new guy doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground. I'm sorry but this is coming from the man who put up a work schedule for 2 people. So, needless to say I have about zero respect for this man. He was also driving me nuts because he asked me train in a couple of other people from another job site on how to operate the docutech and print digital jobs and then he would interupt me and try to correct me when I was right all along. Damn, I can't stand him. This new guy drives me nuts too, he has about as much personality as a tin of peanuts. He's dry and Mr. By the Rules.

I've been folding and reading blogs all day long and have a couple to share with you. Once I get to Houston and Joy Joy can help me with my html code I'll put permanant links to them from my site. Check these out.

www.searchforlove.blogspot.com

www.cowsinthebarn.blogspot.com

These two are published by gay men living in New York. The first one might be a little racy for some of you. The second one was easy for me to relate to because he is from Ohio living in New York. The last one is funnier than hell. It's a special ed teacher who writes stories about her experiences with her students. I was laughing so hard tears fell from my eyes.....

www.tardblog.com

Tomorrow will be a longer post, if I have time, I still have to correct all the training Bob gave the new guy today. Ta-Ta.

I almost forgot, I had this really weird dream on Sunday morning. I dreamt that I was by the lake with my friend Sheri. It was dark outside and there was a burning metal rod that was providing all of the light for us. I was walking along the shore past one of the burning metal rods when the tide started to pull me out. I grabbed the burning rod and even when I went under the water, the fire kept going. I saw a big carpy type fish and tried to swim away but the tide kept pulling me further and further out. I saw a school of little fishes and reached out to hold some in my hand. Once I did this I realized that the water was shallow enough for me to stand up and I was able to walk back to shore. So weird. Does anyone interpret dreams? Can you tell me what it means?

Hello Monday Readers---

It's been an interesting couple of days to say the least. I'll start from right now and work backwards for a change. Right now I am sitting at my desk at work feeling like I just got kicked in the stomach. I went to the Melting Pot to check my schedule and I don't work there anymore. Scott messed up and he thought my last day was last week. I have it written in the book as this Wednesday, how do you mess that up? So, I don't have to worry about that job anymore. I do have to worry about if I am going to have a job at the Melting Pot in Houston once I get there, because it seems as if no one is trying to give me a helping hand. I guess I will take matters into my own hands once again and make contact with the owner of the Houston location. It's just one more thing I didn't want to worry about, but still have to.

This morning I was a wee bit late for work (only 20 minutes). I slept in because last night I had a wee bit of drama. I locked my keys in my car. But, it wasn't entirely all my fault. See, I drove out to Cindy and Phil's yesterday. I had to rush though because the kids wanted to go swimming and Cindy decided to just wait for me to get to Andover which is like a million miles away from South Minneapolis. Ok, not a million, but a long way. So I get there and the kids are like Kat let's light a fire under that ass of yours. So I throw my keys on the seat of my unlocked car and get in Cindy's car. We're ready to roll. We get back from the pool a couple of hours later and I get my laundry out of the trunk of my car, shut the back and all of the doors lock. Nary a window cracked. So at 9:30 when I was like what the hell am I going to do, Cindy's husband Phil suggests that I call roadside assistance, I mean, itsn't it what it's there for. By a very late 11:30 my car was open and I was driving back to safe Minneapolis where you couldn't hear crickets chirping and impatient drivers were waiting to wake you from a slumber with the simple honking of a horn ONE HUNDRED MILLION TIMES!!! But, that's what I like and dislike about the city all at the same time.

I do have to tell you a cute story about going to the pool with the kids yesterday. Cindy has two children Emily (5ish) and William (3ish). I am in absolute love with William, he is the sweetest, cutest, most adorable kid. He was swimming around and I was chasing him pretending I was a shark. Then I would attack him and pretend eat his arm or his cheek. He says, "Kat, you can't eat me because I am a rainbow fish."
"Oh, I thought sharks like me ate rainbow fish."
"No, Kat, don't eat me."
Then he would giggle. What a doll. Later on he hooked me even more when he told me he wanted to marry me. What a cutie. Maybe in 20 years or so I'll be in the market for a man 1/2 my age.

On Saturday, I drove back to Minneapolis just because I wanted to get back. I met some friends out at a place called Mayslacks in NorthEast. Some guy that I met through Fatty (an old college buddy) is in a band called 40 Watt Bulb. I guess they were really good. I was late (like usual) and missed their whole set. Damn it all to heck. But, I did get to meet Fatty's girlfriend who is adorable and see some other people who I met through Fatty a couple of years ago. Sometimes I can't believe I have know him for almost 7 years. It makes me feel so old.

Friday evening was nice. It rained off an on most of the day, but by evening, the weather had decided to be nice. Carson, my youger cousin, got married, again. He told me that he is so in love with his bride. I'm very happy for him. I got a chance to meet her at the dinner. She is very nice. I think Carson got lucky, and that too. I didn't stay for the dance. There were no single hotties so I left with the folks. I watched movies and slept. I had a great time.

Well, I better get my butt to work, for once Bob is working and I am screwing around on the internet. Have a great night.

Well, I am posting from Highland today. I got up this morning and worked on my kitchen some more. I packed up everything that I wanted to bring to the folks house. My mom even got rid of some of the stuff in the basement to make room for my stuff. Holy Hanna. I packed up my car and started the long drive. I filled up for $1.41/gal in St. Paul and there was some little old granny sitting behind the bullet proof glass. She was so cute. I asked her if anyone won the lottery last night and she said, "Oh yes, two different places...." It was if she was glad someone was there to do more than give her money for gas because she went on and on. She was cute.

During the drive down I realized that I forgot to pack something very important. It's called laundry. I never pack any clothes when I come home because I always just wear what I washed once I got home. I was half tempted to turn around but that's dumb just for laundry. So once I got home I told mom what happened and we made our way to Platteville to do a little shopping. I got some other stuff I needed and other stuff I didn't need. Plus mom took me to this great chinese buffet place. We were the only people in there besides the staff, which was kind of weird. One guy was sleeping at a table in the back and another was reading. It must have been their siesta time.

On our way back to Highland we stopped to see one of mom's work friends, Jen. She has the cutest poodle. I got out of the car and petted the dog, he had this cute tail that was like a deflated pom-pom. Anyway when we got home we reorganized some stuff and painted our toe nails. It was a good mother-daughter bonding afternoon.

Last night I had dinner at Miss Susan's house. Her parents are in town from Pennsylvania. We had a little BBQ, bad weather and all. Thank goodness when made our way inside when we did, because the clouds opened up right after we got everything in. Miss Susan has two dogs, George and Hunter. Hunter is super old, like 16. Anyway, Susan put these dog paw cover things on Hunter. It was the funniest thing I ever saw. Hunter over exaggerates his steps with the paw covers on. I laughed so hard tears were rolling down my face.

Over all It's been a good 24+ hours. Tomorrow we drive to Menomonee Falls for my cousins wedding. Marriage number two and he is younger than I am. Yikes....Anyway, I hope there are some single hotties there for some eye candy. Have a great day!!!!

So I just had a 2 hour lunch with Miss Cheryl. We went to Big Bowl in Edina. Oh, don't worry, I got to work an hour and a half early today because I couldn't sleep last night. So, Cheryl is the girl going to Texas with me and she is also a huge Dave Matthews fan. She was telling me all these facts about The Dave Matthews Band and she mentioned the drummer was hot and he was about my age. She didn't say our age, she said, "He's about your age." She didn't say it like that to be mean, I am 7 years older than she is, but it was like one of those moments when you think to yourself, I'm like old and stuff. She's also super excited about the Dave Matthews Band because she is going to see them at the Target Center tonight. She was talking about songs that they sing and how often they do them in concert.....I said to her, "You're so excited about this, I wish I was that excited about something." She replyed, "Well I don't have time for anything in my life that I'm not excited about." And she's right. I just can't think of anything in my life that compares to her excitment level about Dave Matthews. How does that saying going, Youth is wasted on the young, or something like that.

So, my copy machine just broke down, which means I have plenty of time to do stuff like this.

http://www.thesite.org/magazine/dodgy.html

It turns out that I am....

Dubious
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Years in prison: 21.5 Potential fine: £7000

So, it's another day. Last night when I got home I was still feeling a little blue. I cracked open a beer though and sat on the back porch enjoying the sun and felt better. My friend Sheri came over in her convertible and we sat outside and I talked and talked and talked until I felt better then we went to Acme Comedy Club in the warehouse district. It was open mic night, so it was free, which is always a good thing. I believe that we were the two oldest people in the building besides a couple of the comics. We ended up sitting in front of these two kids (ok they were college aged, but so looked like kids). I turned around to introduce myself (I had a couple of beers and was feeling a little social) and noticed the kid right behind me had on this big sparkly bracelet. It was like an inch thick and there were sparklies everywhere. I had to turn around before I was blinded by the bright. So the comics start and we're laughing and having a good time, although the server was a little slow and I was parched for another but she was no where to be found for another 1/2 hour. There was one terrible guy who got up on stage and started doing Rodney Dangerfield type jokes. Not so funny. Afterward we went to McCormick's for some late night cheap appetizers and more conversation. I had a nice time and was glad to spend some time with Sheri before I go.

Today has been a type of rebirth for me. I feel better about the whole Troy thing. I think I called almost everyone I know last night to talk to them about it. I was too good for him anyway. I also got some insight from my friend Cheryl about why it bothers me so much. It might be a control issue. I do like to be in charge most of the time. It's possible I was super pissed off because Troy was doing something I didn't like and had no control over. Which makes sense because we soooooo don't have a future together. Anyway, he called me this morning to get his CD back and a key to my place so he could feed his cat while I am away at a wedding this weekend. I told him not to bring that slut into my place. I called and talked to my mom about this whole thing too. I was thinking that maybe I wasn't ready to be in a serious relationship because I didn't want to make sacrifices in other parts of my life in order to make things work. I am 29, I think I am more than ready, but she had a good point as well. Maybe it wasn't really love and that's why I didn't make the sacrifices he wanted me to, like putting up with his drunk ass. So anyway, I'm now thinking when will I know that it's love? I guess only time will answer this question for me, either that or a really hot cowboy. Who knows? So back to what I was trying to say at the beginning of the paragraph. I realized once I told Troy that he could come over at lunch today to pick up that stuff I didn't really want to see him. Things are over and done, he didn't obey me, so I really don't want to have to deal with his BS when I have all this other stuff going on in my life. But, fate wagged its wicked finger at me because as I was trying to escape the building Troy saw me on the elevator acrossed from his. As I got off the lift, the doors to his elevator opened and he started talking to me like everything was ok. I told him I didn't really want to see him and his stuff was upstairs. We parted ways. I know that he was really hurt by the whole thing.

Anyway, I can't wait until I have a day where I don't think about this whole thing. Women are so screwed up sometimes. I dumped him first. Things should be fine. Oh Well. So tonight I think I am going to clean and organize some more. My friend Scott and I were talking about getting together later for a drink or something so I might do that. Hope you are having a good day......

So that all day update thing didn't work so well. I got busy, believe it or not, and actually had to do some work. Hope you all had a great weekend. What did I do? Well Joy, Noah and I went to the Mall O' America (MOA) for some fun in the mall. We rode the log ride and walked around. Ate lunch at Ruby Tuesdays and caught up on life and stuff. We also went to cereal adventure and I learned how cereal was made. I rode a slide (which I realized a bit to late was the wrong choice) and played some fun racing game thing with Noah. He's such a smart kid, I forget that he's grown up a little since the last time I saw him. Sometimes I pictures him still 3 years old running around with baby fat and calling me Kat. He's such a cute kid. We made peanut butter popsicles together and he was excited to be a part of the preparation.

On Friday Joy and Noah drove to Menomonie to see family and I spent the day lounging around. I went and saw XMen 2 with Patty Pumpkin Pants at the cheap theatre in Hopkins (LOVED IT) and then went home and finished the new Harry Potter, took a mega nap and went over to Jim's house for some grilling. My friend Daddy Jeff was in town from Chicago and we sat around and had some drinks, caught up on life and stuff. Jeff made plans to come back for Thanksgiving and get Jim a 15 foot Christmas tree for his loft. On Saturday I started packing my stuff up to go home and to separate for the garage sale I'm having. I spent a good 6 hours doing that. On Saturday evening before I had to go to work, Troy called. We made plans to do something on Sunday, like go for a walk or to the movies depending on the weather.

I called him when I got up. He never returned my call. I was starting to get worried. By 8 PM I was calling every hour like an overprotective mother. It wasn't like him to not call me. I finally fell asleep at 12:30 and I still hadn't heard from him. I got up early today to call him at work. He wasn't there and it was already 8:30. I was freaking out. He still owes me $200. Not that was the only reason I was worried. But, anyway, he called about 2 minutes later. He had just gotten to work. I was asking him what the hell was going on. Why didn't he call? Didn't he know how worried I was? Why did he ditch me when he knew we had plans? Well the answer was evasive. I dug deeper only to find out he spent the night at some bitch's house. I was pissed and hurt and angry and I felt like a heavy object had just fallen on me. What do you mean you spent the night at someone's house. We just broke up, we were working on this friend thing. F**K YOU!!!!! AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!
So after some words were exchanged I got this via email. It's somewhat personal but this blog is kind of like therapy for me.

>hi there katrina
>i just want you to know that i really didnt mean to
>hurt you like this. But you know that it really hurt
>to know that your moving. i mean it really hurt. so
>what was i going to do. i had this opportunity and i
>took it up knowing that you were only going to be
>temporary, regardless what my feelings were. i really
>dont think i'll be able to fall in love for a long
>time because i still love you. but i'm sure as time
>goes by those feelings will change for someone else. i
>didnt want it to be that way, but those were the cards
>that were dealt to me. so thats what i have to play
>with. katrina i want you to realize that i
>expected/wanted us to have the longest commitment
>ever, even knowing your longest was 10 months(which
>scared the shit out of me). but it hurt to hear you
>cry like that on the phone, because i still care about
>you. i guess we're both just going to have to accept
>the fact that your moving to start a new life,
>abandoning your lover, and that i'm an asshole for not
>putting my feelings on hold for another 2 weeks. i'm
>truly sorry katrina, i meant it when i told you i love
>you, and i never wanted any of this fucking shit to
>happen. but i guess thats where the ball was dropped.
>i still love you to death girl......
>troy

Another part of my therapy will involve listening to man bashing music later on tonight while I enjoy a bottle of wine or two and trashing this email right now.....
So it's good things didn't work out for us. He doesn't know how to use capital letters first of all and his punctuation is horrible. I am pretty impressed with the spelling overall. He doesn't know how to get a point acrossed without repeating himself and using offensive curse words (something I would never do). I was talking to Patty Pumpkin Pants as I was typing this and he said that his words and his actions don't match and he's a lying ass. Not in quite so many words though. Anyway, let's reflect on those people who have hurt us and find a way to get over it. I would love to hear about any "therapy" methods you have used. You can post to comments below, or email me at o_cripes@hotmail.com and I can post them anonymously for the world to see. Ok, so only about 3 or 4 people.....
Have great day!!!!!!

So this is going to be a short day for me. Joy is coming into town and I am only working 4 hours. Well if you want to call it work that is. The first thing I did was take a quiz, see below.....


What Finding Nemo Character are You?
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I'll give you updates as time goes by and let you know what a typical day is like. Talk to you soon.....

July 2, 2003--
You know how sometimes you know you have to do something, but you really don't want to, so you keep putting it off until it becomes inevitable and you have to do it. That's kind of how my life is right now. I don't want to do anything but watch TV with a huge bowl of popcorn and all the kool-aid I can drink, but I can't I have to do other stuff. It's nice being super busy all the time, but right now I just don't feel like it. It's making me crabby.

Girls night out on Monday was very nice. We ended up eating at the Black Forest Inn. I had heard good things about it for years, but somehow never managed to make it there. We got to the restaurant at about 8PM and were fortunate enough to get patio seating. I had called up earlier in the day to make a reservation, but I was snootily told that they don't take reservations or call ahead seating. What the hell!!! It wasn't so much that they didn't take reservations that bothered me, it was how the ass on the other end of the phone was talking to me. I am a potential customer. If you don't want me to spend my dollars at your place, just let me know, I am sure there are several other restaurants that would be happy to have some of my money and they would give me less attitude too, jackass. But, we got patio seating and we had a great meal. Each of us ordered an appetizer and then we shared the ka-bob entree (which was delicious) and we each ordered dessert. It was so tasty. We ended up with a nice server too. It was nice catching up with Little Miss Amy and Angela. It's nice to have those friends you can just start talking to after months go by and it seems like days.

Yesterday Troy and I went to see Gangs of New York. Yeah, I know, what the hell am I doing hanging out with Troy. He's not a bad guy, I just hate it when he drinks. And we're over, but we can still be friends. Anyway, we went to the cheap theatre in Hopkins (it's only a dollar on Tuesdays), just like 200 other people. There was long line out the door, thank goodness it moved quickly otherwise I would have been salty. I just hate being outside right now because of my sunburn. My nose is starting to peel already. I checked my makeup too and it's SPF 14, but it seems like my face is burned as bad as my arms and neck which had no protection. So, the movie was somewhat violent and it bothered me a wee bit, it was good. Another thing, the seats were not as cooshy as say a newer theatre, so my butt hurt for like an hour after leaving the theatre.

Some of you may know that Troy's cat is staying with me until I move as well. Scruff is his name and he is a cute good cat. That is until he goes outside and gets burrs all over his coat and you try to take them out but the cat crys like a little girl so then you just go get a scissors to cut them out, but then the cat goes all psycho on you and claws you all over your had so you have to call up the owner and be all like get your fuc*ing ass over here and help me with this cat he went psycho and clawed me and I don't want those burrs in my house. So we eventually got the burr situation under control. So I thought I would lay down and read the Sunday paper which I haven't had a chance to read yet. So, I put down some decoy paper (the cat likes to lay on the paper while you are reading it) so the cat would lay on that, and much to my surprise the cat lays on the section I really wanted to read. Damn cat, so we took a nap instead.

Tonight is dinner with Scott AKA Eunice Crunch. I have to run home and work on packing and sorting and separating stuff for the big move and then off to Scott's for dinner.

Hope you have a great day!!!