I think I'm going to start a political movement.  Just kidding. I don't have any idea how to start a political movement... but maybe I can start a petition or something. 

I'm hopping mad... well no actually I'm in a fantastic mood but there IS something that makes me mad and it is stemming from the fine Viking's player Williams is getting for attending his grandma's funeral.  Ok, so he missed 9 days instead of the one that was granted to him, so he broke the rules... but why the hell do the rules only give you ONE DAY TO GRIEVE. ( By the way... I could kind of care less about the Vikings)

The average amount of time that people get off if an IMMEDIATE (ie. sibling, parent, child) is 3 days.  If it is extended family  (inlaws, grandparents, aunts, uncles... ) it is only one.  I know that people need to make money, and you're right, it is so terribly inconvenient to lose an employee for a few days... but if you think that one-three days is enough time to get over the loss of a loved one you've got to be stark raving mad. 

Seriously... and now this guy is getting fined because he went to his grandmother's funeral? Crazy. I don't care if you're homeless, work at a fast food joint, a secretary, CEO or a major sport star, you could be the damn president for all I care, everybody needs to be sad and to take care of the things they need to take care of.  Everyone needs to get back to living at some point too, but at least give them a week.

I suppose it makes me so mad because of many different things.  Maybe it's my profession (you know helping people deal with grief and loss) or maybbe it's the fact that my mom couldn't get off when they took my grandpa off life support and only got ONE day off for his funeral (he was an inlaw.)  Whatever it is though, it all gets wrapped up in this stupid society we live in that's all about being productive and making money.  We don't take siesta's during the day. No closing up shop for month long vacations... and definitely no taking time off to be sick or to go to a funeral. Heaven for bid we act like we're human :-P

ANYWAY. Sorry for my rant.  It probably doesn't help that I just came from the Marriage and Family Therapy fall conference and I'm all about the feelings right now :)

So I think I promised I'd write again once I got my practicum placement for next year. Here I am writing! I am SO excited!!!!

For those of you who don't know, in order to graduate with my Masters I have to complete 600 hours of an internship in which I have to do therapy (being the therapist) with families and individuals.  The process to get this internship has been absolutely HORRIBLE.  I love my program and I don't think I could be happier doing anything else, but this was seriously stressful.  The way it was looking I wasn't going to have a practicum for next year, which means I'd have to extend it to my third year, graduating August of 09 instead of 08.  This in turn would mean I would not graduate before getting married, both Brian and I would still be in school with no income to speak of, and it would delay my licensing which will take no more than an additional two years.   Basically it would delay my life for another year.  Not too huge of a deal but not what I wanted to do.  I was about ready to give up and just wait until my third year but I decided to apply to two more places.

I interviewed at one place a little less than a week ago and just sent my resume to the other one.  Not only did I get the position for where I interviewed, but the place that got my resume gave me an internship without even interviewing me! (this is exciting after getting numerous rejections without interviews because they didn't think I could "handle" it. Bastards)  I decided to take the one from where I interviewed.  I'll be working at a high school with kids and their families in Minneapolis.  I get to be a hustler ;-) Making sure kids get to school and all.  I don't know ALL the details yet but I'm mostly excited because I'm placed. I start in July and I'll end next June. I know I'll get all my hours in and life will go on as planned!

The one thing I wish I had right now was my friends to celebrate with.  After I got accepted to grad school last year I got to celebrate it with people that were happy for me! Pretty sure Jenny got a new job that night and she bought us all drinks.  I'm just really excited, almost equal to the screaming I wanted to do in JMS after getting my acceptance call from Argosy, I jumped up and down in my kitchen and spun in circles talking to myself.  My family is happy for me and so is Brian, but there are some people that apparently can't find it in themselves to be happy for other people.  I try my best to be happy for others even when things are going better for them than for me. Even if we are striving for the same thing.  The entire time I was getting rejections from places people I know were getting interviews and while I felt bad for myself I was EXCITED for them! I was happy to know that the people that are at the same spot as me were getting the chance to move forward.  I guess not everyone is like that, but when you are supposed to be someone's "best friend" isn't it almost mandatory to be happy for them? Or at the very least NICE! Just curious, but maybe I'm totally wrong.

I wont let it get me down though. I'm ecstatic! I can't sit down to finish my homework for my last class of the term on thursday.  It's ridiculous.

Now I'm just going to hope Beth gets the job she wants so she can be happy and move back to the happy state of MN :-D

I hope everyone else is doing well and that life is going as planned. If it isn't I really do have the belief that things WILL fall in to place.  When the time is right things will happen!

Oye. I'm sick of the cold. I'm sick of HAVING a cold and GETTING colds and BEING cold. I'm sick of snow/ranish/slushy nasties... I have decided to build my self a climate controlled bubble. A rather large one that can fit a whole community. But before you enter you have to be de germified.  It will always be the perfect temp and only snows for skiing and snowmobiling and sledding purposes in a contained area... you will always have the perfect tan, hair and smile. I don't mean we'll all look like barbies, but I mean you will look perfect for yourself.  Care to join my little world of fun?

Can you tell that April has come and after a nice period of 70 and 80 degree weather it has decided to go back to below 30 degrees and snow?  Or that I'm on my fourth cold of the year? I LOVE working with children.  Apparently I'll build up an immunity after about a year. Oh except that right when that year is up I will be done working at the YMCA. I never get sick this often... and I've even started taking multivitamins and exercising and eating better. Oye.

And today I spent outside at the Minnesota zoo. Brr. At least I was getting paid.

"Can you hear me? I can see you, but you're looking right through me? Do I exist?"

I swear to God, I feel like I live in a glass box with reflective glass on the outside.  I feel like people can look in my general direction but have the ability to stare straight through me to the other side like I'm not even there.   The emails and messages I send to people must just be a vague memory to them and my phone calls just an annoying buzzing in their ears. After all, if I do exist this can be the only explanation as to why people wont return my phone calls, my text messages or my emails.  It must be why I never get invited to do things because even though I am alive and breathing I am impossible to remember or see.   Either that or my cell phone, home phone and my computer/internet just don't work. 

Sorry. I'm just a little frustrated at the moment.  3 weeks of sending emails and leaving messages for businesses and not getting responses is just a tad bit irritating. Honestly though, businesses I can understand. That's why I keep calling. Things get lost, screwed up and just plain old busy. But friends and family? Get real. I'm about to give up and just .. I don't know ...

I will admit, it's very hard being away from people you love and the people that have been your social life for such a long time, whether it's 10 miles or 7 hours.  It's even harder when those people forget you are there.  You find out too late that a bunch of friends and family went snowmobiling up north. You don't find out until you call to see if they want to go to a movie that they're there and no one ever thought of asking you.   You try to plan a trip, but you have to coordinate it with another person. For two weeks you send emails and leave voicemails to try to work things out but you never hear one word or breath back.   So the trip is supposed to be next weekend and you finally just say screw it. It's not worth any more of my time to figure it out, but giving up on that person is the hard part.  Instead of being disappointed you get angry. What do you do or say the next time they call? Ignore their phone call so they know how it feels, or just go on pretending that nothing is wrong? Or do you try again?

These are the questions I continue to ask myself.  I'm sick of living in a box.  I went to a movie with my parents and my grandma today.  It was the most exciting thing I've done in a number of weeks. Isn't that sad? The movie was hilarious, and I had a great time, but it just makes everything else just a little more frustrating.  The fact that as hard as I have been trying nothing seems to turn up hits home. 

Ack, I'm frustrated and I'm angry.  It's making me sad and I hate that feeling.  Pretty soon I'm just going to have to start banging on the box until it breaks.

After all the begging and pleading I decided I could take the time to make my first entry since May 1st of 2006.  I don't have much to say, although I should since it's been closer to a year, but chances are I'll end up saying quite a bit.

As I sit down to eat my healthy lunch of a ginormous Salad (which just makes me think of Kathleen's no-carb phase) with Chicken, I've realized that I'm stuck somewhere between I'm-not-quite-grown-up world and grown-up world.   Sure, there's all these events and accomplishments that have occured since last May that would fool you into thinking I'm older, wiser and an adult, but really what do these events signify?

Graduation from college - check
   While something that generally proves you are at an older age, doesn't really make you a "grown up."  It was a fun ride socially, academically and energy-wise it kicked my butt but I made it through and graduated with an awesome G.P.A. 

Obtain a full time job - check
  Yes, it was a full time job. I got a nice big pay check half way through and at the end of each month and I spent ALOT of time driving.  However, it was only for a summer and I worked for the boy scouts as a not-so-glorified arts and crafts teacher. 

Best friend gets married - check
 Talk about FEELING old.  You've known someone since fifth grade, you get together and act like little girls, then suddenly you're helping her pick out bridesmaids dresses and decorations and helping her arrange her train after she walks down the aisle. You're suddenly calling her a Mrs. instead of HJ like you have for 12 years. CRAZY. 

Obtain a part-time job while attending Graduate School - check and check
  On the upside I don't work in a retail store, although sometimes I wish I did.  On the down side, while I love my job, I, on occasion, feel like a glorified babysitter for kindergarteners through fifth graders. I wonder if that's what elementary teachers feel like... I work in a school, so that should make me feel older, but I have no part in teaching them ANYTHING. Except how to solve their own problems. They need alot of help.  As for grad school.  One step up from college. It's definitely different, but it's not a full time job.  I get annoyed when people call me a "student", it makes me feel young. I often bite my tongue and hold back "actually I'm a GRAD student." I'm very proud of that fact actually, but because I'm stuck between worlds I feel like I need to make the distinction.  I just never do.   I usually just say "I'm working on my master's" and wait for all ensuing questions and marvel at people's curiosity when I tell them  I'm going to  be a therapist.  Sure I find it interesting, but the first question is usually "You aren't analyzing me right now are you?"  The answer is always no. I will avoid that at all possible costs unless you're seriously strange.  :)

Get engaged - check
  No explanation needed.  Probably the best surprise of my life up to this point. 

Plan a wedding - in the process of checking
  Of course, a 12 year old girl could plan a wedding. Well, they THINK they could plan a wedding.  They dream, make plans, imagine their dress, their future husband and their flowers.  I don't think I ever did... which is probably a good thing starting off fresh.  I've discovered it's a crazy process and all I did for Heather's wedding couldn't prepare me enough for planning my own.   It's a GREAT process.  I go through various times of being really excited about planning (the times that I think of the stuff we already have done, like ceremony and reception sites, centerpieces, favors, my dress and shoes)  and then there's times where I dread planning the rest (finding out how much photographers and a cake will cost and trying to put a guest list together to keep it under 450).  This process actually makes me feel grown up.  It makes me happy too. Especially after Jesse's wedding this past weekend.  I know it'll come fast, but it almost seems like it cant come fast enough.

Moving out of my parents house - in the process of checking
 Well, this wont be done until the end of the summer. But the prospect of it keeps me happy. Sure, my parents are fabulous.  But I might just be going insane. 

Applying for a semi-real job - check 
 I call it semi-real because I wont get paid... but it'll be going for graduation and I get to play a "real" therapist for a year. Isn't that a scary thought. I get to mess with peoples' heads Mua ha hahahahaha *insert evil face here.*   Now all I need to do is get interviews. Here's to hoping!

Are you caught up yet? I hope so because I've run out of things to say.  It's been a busy while for me and even though I'm stuck at the "in-between" stage. I love my life.  I can't imagine anything differently right now.  Grad school is going better (academically) than college did, but socially I'm a little bit at a stand still.  Working on it. It's getting better, but will probably never be at the "college" caliber.  Lol. OMG how could it be without you people.  Oh that just brought back SO many memories. 

Anyway. Now that I've actually logged in to my live journal account I might actually post more often. Or not.  Kathleen is just going to need to keep hounding me except she talks to me all the time and I don't know why she'd need to read this.  I make a vow (so dramatic) that if anything exciting ever happens. I'm on it :) I can already tell you the next exciting thing will be when I get a practicum site for next year.  It's the next best thing :)

I don't really feel like updating right now... but I have 8 minutes to kill before I leave this overly loud lab with people pretending to work... kind of like me, but I'm not being loud.

This weekend was fabulous! Friday night was totally random with going to happy hour/ dinner at the 'Naw then falling asleep for hours then waking up and deciding we're either going to go drink, or just go drive around. Lindsey, Sara and I opted for just driving around listening to everything from Salive to a freshman year mix made for me by Sara and SID. We drove around with our pseudo big gulps then got nervous when a cop started following me... of course I wasn't doing anything wrong. I just hate cops. Always have. My mom told me that I used to cry whenever I'd hear a police siren or see a police officer. She had to find a nice officer that would give me things like candy and pencils to condition me to stop crying every time I saw a police officer. Personally, I have no idea why I hate them. I mean hello, guys in uniform = hot... but apparently I just have a natural dislike for the po-po, perhaps I was a convict in another life.

Saturday was a grand ol' time in Fondy with Brian and his family. I love his grandpa. Sweetest man alive next to my grampie. We celebrated grandpa doll's birthday and played games the whole time. Unfortunately it was raining, but that's ok. It was fun anyway. Saturday night was a little bit of good and a little bit of bad, then in the wee small hours of Sunday night everything went to great. Of course it had to wait until Sara and Lindsey got home from the bars. They were so gosh durn cute and funny that Brian and I couldn't stop laughing, especially when they were tackling each other in the hallway and talking about moving things, like beds, into the kitchen. We are so random.

Sunday, nothing much happened... it was another rainy day... boo. I had lunch at the Abby and watched a movie and then pretended like I was going to be productive. Instead I went to the AHS Jazz band concert to see Sara's uncle Woody featured with the band. He's such an awesome singer and sax player. Probably why he's done five billion things in the music industry. We then proceeded to Noodle's and then went home. Again, thinking I'd be producive... didn't happen. Watched Grey's anatomy with Lindsey instead. I'm addicted to TV and I hate it...

Ok... it's 9pm now and I can go home, maybe eat something. Thank God it's the last monday of classes... at least I took care of a few things :)

Later bitches.

God I hate allergies. Seriously, if God made all these beautiful things like the sun and flowers and pretty spring time, why did he make people allergic to them.

I'm sitting here in cofrin because I'm fairly certain that if I went home I wouldn't come back for my 1:40 class or my meeting with Zurawski, which I'm pretty sure will be pointless because we haven't done anything for our projects. Oh Joy!

So... how was y'all's easters? That was the worst grammar ever I think. My easter was good. It was the first time I spent a holiday with anyone's family but my own. It was nice though, instead of going to Fond du Lac like I thought we were going to, Brian and I just went to his house in Pulaski and spent it with his parents, his brother and his grandpa (who I absolutely adore.) I learned how to play texas hold 'em and ate way more food than I've probably eaten in the last month. Talk about being stuffed.

OMG... ok break in with random conversation. I hate girls. Convo between girls in Cofrin right now. "OMG, do you want to see my graduation dress? Oh here, this is what it looks like (points in uber expensive magazine.) Do you have a dress? Oh I tried on that one too, right here! Yeah I have like three dresses I bought but I can't decide which one to wear... I'll probably keep all of them though." Hi.... it's going to be covered up by a fricken robe. I definitely need five dresses to hold me over.

Lol.. Oh Shelly. So this girl I've talked to and hung out with once just came in and sat next to me while she printed something out. She is so awesome. She's taking Trina out because that stupid asshole she flew down to florida to see called her the day she got back and broke up with her. What an jerk. I swear if he were here I'd kick him in the balls so hard they'd have to extract them. I know i'm violent, but he doesn't need them. Jerk. Anyway, I'm glad mom is coming but I would totally go out with them tonight. Instead I'm dragging mum to the De Pere bars to hang out with Christina and T! Whoo hoo!

This is pointless. Maybe I'll do some work. I doubt it.

I really do, I miss college. As crazy as I am, I just went back to the very beginning of my live journal in 2004 and read every single entry up until today. I know I haven't graduated yet and I still have a little time here, but I already miss the revelations, the randomness and the connections. As I read some of my lj entries I realized that when people have good ideas and any sort of insight they should write it down so they can go back and read it later. Going back I realize how happy I was. Don't get me wrong, I am absolutely happy now, but it is a different kind of happy. I read about pride that I forgot I had. I read about being a silly little kid again when it snowed or I stayed up all night. I read about valuing the little moments you have with the people you care about whether it is watching the stupidest tv series on earth or going down by the river to watch the lights reflect of the water. Live is beautiful, life is wonderful. Everywhere we go we will bring memories with us. These are the things I want to think about when I think about college. We have one month left of school, how are we going to spend it? I'm going to spend it loving my friends, loving my sisters, loving every moment until I leave this place (minus the papers and projects and exams.) I've had a bad attitude about some things lately, but it's time that changes. I told Amy, since I didn't give up anything for lent and I didn't make a new years resolution it's time I decide to take action... and the action I 've decided to take is to enjoy the rest of my time here. To not be bothered by the little things, to go with the flow and let people know how much I care about them. A month and a half from now, are you going to look back and regret the way you ended the year? Will you be sad about letting things go and unhappy with the way things were handled or will you be satisfied with the time you spent with friends and the things you said to those close to you. They say that during college you meet the friends that will be there the rest of your life, what will you do in the next month to keep those ties? The first thing I'm going to do is to tell all of you that read this silly little journal that I appreciate your friendship and I heart you all.

I just realized that I haven't updated my journal with a meaningful entry since July 5th. Interesting.

Your Stripper Song Is

Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leppard "Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on Livin' like a lover with a radar phone Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp Demolition woman, can I be your man?" Break out the baby oil, you rock it old school.

You Are 58% Evil

You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side. Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.

You Are a Chocolate Martini

You're an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks. A bit of a cheapskate, you're likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers. You should never: Drink and dash. You're gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab! Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar. Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality

and totally happy... just got home from a five day camping trip at St. Croix State Park. God it was gorgeous. I could have lived there all summer, especially with the company of one of the rangers. His name was Jason and he was absolutely hilareous. Oh well... time for bed. I can't believe how tired I am and thank God I took tomorrow off of work too.

I hate the government for two reasons... hiking up the interest rates on student loans tonight at midnight AND the minnesota gov't shut down starting at midnight. What idiots.

So it's been forever since I updated this thing... I just sliced my hand open on a really old tape dispense... you know the ones with the really sharp edges that are still made out of metal? Yeah it feels just grand... so why I'm choosing to update this now is beyond me. Not that I've had anything exciting going on.

I'm home... obviously... working at a place in St. Paul called the Research Edge... let me tell you I hate research.. anyway. It's a job, I'm making money so I'll stop complaining.

I went to camp last weekend to visit people which was quite fun. Steve Stobbs probably convinced me to go back next year... at least for half the summer since he has decided... well not really decided but he told me... they're doubling the salaries. I really miss it there. Definitely reiterated the fact when I went to visit...

There are alot of ... in this update. Probably because that's how I feel my life is right now... a bunch of ... to be continueds... I don't even know what I'm doing right now.

I'm going camping this up coming weekend with my family... that is if the stupid Minnesota Goverment does shut down. Idiots. They're going to shut down all the "unnecessary" services if they cannot agree on a budget by Thursday. and by "unnecessary" they mean most licensing bureaus, state parks and any other goverment and state run organizations. Speaking of licensing bureaus. I decided I should go renew my license before they shut down. You see Minnesota doesn't print them off for you right there. They send them to you instead so usually it takes at least two weeks... God knows when I'll get my license. However it was an interesting experience. There were a few things that happened that day that was interesting (that day being monday.)

First on my way to work at 8am. A guy pulls up at the stop light from behind me and gives me the "roll down your window" signal.... so I do and he starts asking me about Norbert's. Turns out that he graduated from there and wanted to know how it was going. Only when he went there it was an all guys school. Then at work, a guy told me the best part of the service provided to him from his drug company was me calling. How sweet ;) I was on break from work when this guy came up to me with long hair... a beard and wearing shorts and tshirt. He looked a little nuts and he just started talking to me like we were old friends. Luckily Yancy (a guy I work with) came out and started talking to me so the nutso guy walked away. When I went to go get my license renewed I walked up to the building and a guy probably my age maybe a little older walked out of the building, held open the door for me, walked back in the building and sat down. I seriously didn't know guys my age knew how to do that. I mean obviously people old the door open for other people sometimes, but actually to go out of your way and hold it open? I was quite impressed. There were ALOT of people there, probably all panicking about the potential "shut down." I waited until my number was called and the guy who helped me (a very nice older gentleman) told me that i had the only birthday and the best birthday in the world. I guess that it was his birthday too. I guessed correctly. However, he was so wrapped up in the fact that I had the same birthday, he didn't test my eye sight, ask me any of the normal question OR clip the corner of my license... which I thought was interesting. Oh well.. made less work for me since most people don't understand when they test my eye site that I'm legally blind in my right eye. Last time I was tested and got my license renewed the guy was clueless as to what I was talking about... but I think he was certified idiot.

Other than this my summer has been unexciting. This past weekend was my brother's 25th birthday. I guess you could say that was good time. There were no "james" at this party like there were last year, but Rita, Matt and I had a good conversation about the events of the past including James and his roommate Tim. Oh the hilareous memories of drunk people. It was a good time.

I have an interview with a grad school in a couple weeks which is a little weird and some how doing a little research on stuff has shoved me head long into the search for grad schools... oh well at least I'll be prepared. My mom almost cries every time she thinks about me leaving at the end of July because she keeps saying no when you come back you'll be done. Thanks mom.. that makes me feel good... especially now that I'm going to a grad school and actually... I dunno... preparing for my future.

Anyhoo... I'm hungry... and I'm deciding what I'm going to do for the rest of the evening and listening to the dogs bark out back...

WAIT I forgot one interesting event that also happened monday night. I called the police. I was watching CSI Miami with my mom monday night. It was storming like it has been quite recently and I looked out the patio door to watch the lightening and I saw someone walking around the back of the house behind us with a flash light. We haven't seen anyone there for at least a week and a half and we figure they got evicted or moved or something so I thought it was a little suspicious... it turned REALLY suspicious when the person with the flashlight was suddenly inside the house. I knew the power wasn't out because I could see that the light in the stairwell was on so I kept thinking why would they be walking around inside the house using a flash light? So my mom called the non-emergency police line as I explained to her what was going on. About ten minutes later the police called us back to say that it was actually the police walking around the house looking for a juvinile run away. I was amused... hey we called the police on the police. Oh well... just keeping a watch out for the neighbor hood ;) Since the hoodlems next to us got evicted and my mom's coworker Vicki is moving in in September and the family behind us is gone hopefully all will be well.

Anyhoo... now I'm really going to go. Hope everybody is having a good summer. :)

It must have been parading around as a nun while selling drugs. Damn I knew that would get me into trouble. I swear though, God hates me it's like

"Hey Look! Sarah is stressed as all get out, lets give her a cold that will kick her ass and just because I can let's make sure she's PMSing too. I LOVE IT MUWAHAHAHAHA"

Yeah I don't really God could be that evil.. but seriously. If I had the sniffles I'd be fine, but it's one of those colds that knocks you out, gives you headaches so you can't concentrate and makes you feel like you're going to fall over every ten seconds. Oh well... I'll get over it. I just have to get through next week and all is clear.

I'm sitting here looking at my Res Life Intern agreement at the current job I have and realize I still have not told my boss that I wont be working here next year. I really should get around to that, but I have no idea what I'm supposed to say.

I'm officially addicted to face book. I almost died when I went to go sign on and it said "Your school is currently down for maintenance. It should be up and running in a few hours. Sorry for this inconvenience." Inconvenience??? A FEW HOURS???? HELLO YOU TOOK MY ENTIRE DISTRACTION AWAY!! Ugh. It's interesting looking at it and seeing the people I used to go to high school with. Granted I'm not really interested in getting reconnected with the majority of them, but it looks like many have not changed. There are a few I would like to talk to again though. I've kind of seperated myself from that whole life. I don't even live in the same city anymore.

I have nothing else to say really except I'm going to miss our seniors. I think Senior farewell really but things into perspective. You guys rock.

The retreat was fun too. I wish I could see the stars again as clear as they were that night.

Next week if finals. Thank God. The last two weeks have been hell, but the only thing left for this week I need to worry about is Soc. Methods. That can be stressful enough on it's own.

PS. OTOP I HEART YOU!

I am TIRED. I bet everybody out there is feeling it. It's only 10 oclock... not even and I could have gone to bed hours ago.

Nothing really interesting happened today but I wanted to say thanks to my gals. Last night at BWW was fabulous :) It made me laugh. I loved it. I heart you all.

I really wish this weekend would stop, rewind and then last forever. There was nothing absolutely spectacular going on (besides friday night of course!) But it was nice being home and I almost for one second didn't worry about school. Yeah I said almost, but not quite.

On a much brighter note! (Or not) I got to witness my brothers dogs killing a chipmunk. Apparently they do that alot... no thanks to my brother. The dogs trapped the poor thing in a gutter and Christopher tipped the gutter piece over. It put up a fight though and it didn't come out until topher started banging the gutter on the ground. The stupid thing would have gotten away had it not run around in circles... well maybe not. Those dogs are EXTREMELY fast. It was almost safe, but GG caught it by the tail and Charley killed it. Well, it wasn't quite dead... but Christopher gave it a proper burial in the garbage can because it was going to die anyway. Who do I reprimand the dogs or the owners? Niether I guess. Poor thing, it made me want to cry.

This short weekend made me really look forward to the summer. Especially because it was so nice. I can't wait to get out on the bike trails around my house. There's tons of them. I can rollerblade and bike all I want ;) After I stain the deck :-P The one downside (there's actually more than one) to my brother not living there anymore is my step dad expects me to do all the work... like stain the deck. That's going to be a GREAT job. I can't wait :-P

At any rate... the weekend has ended so I'm going to go to bed. I'm so tired.

Last night was absolutely fabulous!! I'm sitting here back home in Minnesota reading the reviews from tonights Maroon 5 concert at the Excel energy center thinking... wow... those fans. That was me last night in Milwaukee IN FRONT ROW. I could have died. The concert was honestly awesome. I think what made it so great is 1) The excitement had going into the concert 2) the adreneline still kicking from wanting to beat people up for trying to get in front of us and 3) You could feel the energy from the band. They were completely into everything they did and it was great. They turned on the lights above the audience every once in awhile because they wanted to see the faces of their fans. You could tell they were having a great time and you could tell everyone else was having a great time. I can't even explain how I feel about the whole thing. I wish I could do it again.

PS. I'm marrying the keyboard player. Glaz gets Adam... or the drummer. Her choice ;)

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