goodbye, ruby tuesday. steinmart loses another one.

i'm terri next week. i need to step-up the complaint level. also, i need to lose about a million pounds and gain a foreign accent.

i'm up for the challenge.

the simon challenge, that is.

dream sure does love boogers.

oh. oh. oh. i can't believe i almost forgot to tell you: john kerry (yes; THE john kerry) sent a handwritten letter to my dad. i feel so special living in a house where a kerry letter resides.

don't you just love election year? the big guys get together and think of brilliant things they can waste their money on, like special fonts that look like handwriting or the most staged kodak moments you'll ever see in your life. we still have the authentic george and laura bush picture they took in front of... someplace, but that won't swing the vote.

did anyone else laugh when they saw that picture on schutz's bulletin board? i nearly peed myself. in fact, i'm pretty sure i did.

i totally had a terrific day.

hi. my name is nonsequential order.

the big n. o.

i want to go home.