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Broke Down Phone

June 5, 2007

I can’t get my stupid cell phone to turn on. This is ridiculous, it’s practically brand new. I don’t even use it enough for it to be broken. So if you call me and I don’t answer that’s why. Not that anyone who calls me reads my blog. Nor does anyone call me, really. And those who do don’t actually expect me to answer anyway, so I guess I’m alright for the time being.

I’ve been blogging a lot today. I must be bored. Which is surprising seeing I’ve been accomplishing a lot at work today. A lot of people are probably really bored by now though… well, Kristen maybe. Maybe Big6, but that’s doubtful because he goes straight to the forum and trash talks anyway. Oh well.

**UPDATE** Don’t worry, John fixed it.


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Maroon 5

June 5, 2007

Maroon 5 (a.k.a jilly’s favorite band) is coming to town on Thursday. They’re playing at the Fine Line and it’s completely sold out. I want to go so bad!! Why didn’t I know about this sooner? Someone somewhere dropped the ball. Now I’m resorting to trying to win the tickets on the radio. So far it’s been unsuccessful. I’ll be trying again at 2. If anyone out there reading has tickets, you should seriously consider bringing me, because I am awesome. Don’t worry everyone (a.k.a. Kristen), I’ll give updates on my endeavors.

**UPDATE** Damnit!! I missed the cue to call … grrrrrr


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Games 8 & 9

June 5, 2007

Wow, last night was painful. The Beez were not on their game. I think it’s because it poured before hand and everyone thought the games would be canceled, so they weren’t mentally prepared to play. We lost the first game against Majors, 10-17 I believe, I’d have to double check. The second game against Bob’s Scrappers was close. A little too close. 16-3, I have to double check again though, I was too depressed over the events that went down to retain the scores. I was happy to see that the right fielder on the Scrappers caught a ball.

Super-Fans of the night included Sarah, Michelle and Ella, Jeremy’s sister Sarah (?) and of course myself.

Rainy Mondays: 3
Non-Rainy Mondays: 3
Games Rained Out: 1


Filed Under: LifestyleTagged: beez

I Hate Returning Things

June 4, 2007

I just returned a bunch of things to Target and boy did that suck.

First I returned Nick’s broken sunglasses, but there was no tag on them, so she said she’d have to call a manager when we were finished.

Then I returned three items that I know I bought together (yoga pants, hoody, shirt) because they were a matched ensemble. However the hoody wasn’t on the receipt and the lady insisted I must have another one. Since I was returning from a few different receipts, she insisted on pouring over them in great detail. I found this very irritating, as I know I bought them together. I remember the impulse purchase quite well. The only logical explanation is that the cashier didn’t scan the hoody, as it probably just looked like one large blob of clothing.

Another one of the items was a work out tank top that I made the mistake of not trying on before I bought it. Or in this case, before Nick bought it. I thought I had the receipt, but I didn’t. They can look up purchases by swiping a credit card, but of course I don’t carry Nick’s credit card. This is why he should come with me when I return things.

So without a receipt for the tank top (and without the hoody being on the receipt it should have been) I had to return using my ID. I understand the need to nip chronic non-receipt returners in the bud… but now I’m on Target’s black list for the next 365 days, and I’m not allowed to return anything without a receipt during this time. That is ridiculous!! A whole year? This is probably the third time I’ve returned something ever.

And the other dumb thing is that I couldn’t just return the items for store credit, I had to exchange them. And I couldn’t exchange them for just anything, I had to get something from the same department. And the hoody was on clearance so it was only worth $4.95, not that it really mattered because apparently I didn’t pay for it to begin with. So the lady told me on the way back to grab the same pair of sunglasses so she’d have the UPC.

So I found a couple items to exchange, but I didn’t find the sunglasses. Fortunately when I went back to the customer service counter I had someone else, who seemingly didn’t have a problem with manually typing the UPC code into the computer. But she did scold me and tell me to keep the tag otherwise next time I couldn’t return it. I don’t know how they would know that. Is there a non-tag-return black list too. This is another reason Nick should have gone with. He broke his sunglasses and threw away the tag. He should have been scolded, not me!!


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Why Won’t You Look At My Boobs??

June 4, 2007

Last night I had the strangest dream…

I woke up (in my dream) and I had Jessica Simpson’s body. All my focus was on her boobs. But they weren’t like her boobs in real life. As big as they are, in my dream they were like giant porn star big. Somehow I understood the terms of this exchange were that I would only have them for one day. The first thing I noticed was that there were two scars underneath them. Ah-hah, so she did have surgery!! Don’t worry Jess, your secret is safe with me. Hmmm… maybe that was why they were so insanely large. Anyway, of course I had to grab one. Ouch! Still sore from the surgery I presume? Also I could feel the implant. Which is odd because I’ve never actually grabbed a fake boob. Any volunteers??

My first mission was to show them off, but I couldn’t find anyone!! No one at all to show and brag, because after all, these were Jessica Simpson’s actual boobs. It doesn’t get any better than that. Which also makes me wonder, does that mean she woke up in a dream with my boobs? Because that would be a shocker.

jessica simpson

Anyway, I ran around trying to find someone to show and not being able to find anyone. I hate wasting time in dreams. Many times I have lucid dreams, basically I know I’m dreaming and have the ability to control things. Not this time. It felt real and I was at full mercy of my dream demons. There was so much I could have done if I was in control last night. First off, I’d be like, “oh well, no one’s here, I’ll just have fun by myself.” Then I would put on some daisy dukes, or a bikini, or just sit down and enjoy my flat abs. Then I’d rock out and sing. Wait, I don’t know if that would work, because I wasn’t actually her. But I was so hot it really wouldn’t matter if I sounded good or not. Besides, no one was there anyway, remember?

I’m not sure if I woke up from the dream or if it just abruptly ended, but I never got to show off my Jessica Simpson boobs. Oh, and to make the dream even more strange, it took place in my childhood home. If anyone would like to analyze the meaning of this dream for me, please leave your comments.


Filed Under: LifestyleTagged: boobs, dreams

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