Wednesday night Jesse and I went to our last Tigers game of the season. A little boy and his dad were sitting in front of us and the little boy was hysterical. He looked to be about 4 years old and was very talkative and not shy at all. He offered Jesse and I peanuts and little doughnuts. When the Tigers score a run they play a really loud tiger growl (roar?). After the little boy heard the growl he turned around and did his best imitation. Then he asked me if he sounded like a cheetah. I told him I thought he sounded more like a tiger.
Last night when I got home from work the 10-year-old kid that lives across the street was outside. He came over to tell me that his dad just got a new car, a Pontiac Grand Prix. Only when he said it, he pronounced it 'pricks'. Awesome.
This morning I had my annual-woman-kootchie-spelunking exam. Not something enjoyable. At all. But I did find out that I lost 11 pounds since last October. Awesome. Must be the Ritalin! Unfortunately I'll probably gain it all back since I'm not going to take Ritalin anymore. I am going to try Strattera. Hopefully it will work.
My day was going really well until I was sitting in the apartment of one of the families I am working with. The back of my thigh, right below where my butt starts, felt a little cold. It was cold because my jeans have a hole right under my back pocket. When I got back to the office I was going to cancel some appointments and go shopping for new pants but my coworker assured me that she didn't notice and I wasn't being obscene. I was going to call my boss and tell her I need a raise because I can't afford clothes and they are falling apart but then I remembered that she was off today. Maybe I'll go shopping tomorrow.
But maybe not because I think I am getting a cold. And tomorrow we have to go to Costco (twist my arm) and then shopping for a new stove. I'm hoping to get a nice kick ass stove so if we ever move it will be hardly used and pretty much brand new and add to the value of the house. If we cook on it then that plan will be ruined. I'll be keeping that in mind.
Now I have to write a paper.
Friday, September 30, 2005
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