Things my sister stole from me and then took to Europe:
My impossible-to-find-a-new-one foot file
My brand-new pink hoodie (Teresa bought me a new one, hehehe!)
Something else that I can't remember

Things I stole from her and brought back to Yuma:
1 t-shirt and 2 dressy shirts
Something else that I can't remember

I'd say we're pretty much even.

I told Steve I'd help him organize the Amy Goodman thing. I kind of miss his micro-managing ways :) I'm sure I'll be ready to kill him again after a month of working together ;) I have also had a request from some former Yuma Deaniacs for my dad to come down here and do stuff with us closer to election time. (Hehe, how many Canadians does it take to elect an American president?).

Someone out there is really sick.

Craig wanted me to blog about his latest blog...so here I am :)
What can I say, the Liberals have it :) If you read Craig's independent/interdependent entry you will see why he came to the conclusion that I'm a Democrat (or would be if I could register to vote) and he thinks more like a Republican, although he is registered as a Dem and will be supporting Kerry-Edwards. Why? Because no decent person in their right mind who hasn't been living under a rock for the last 4 years could support someone whose only interest is in seeing the rich get richer, sending their soldiers off to die for an oil war (you didn't really think it was about "liberating" Iraq, did you?), fighting a woman's right to choose, polluting the environment and making it difficult for the people who need it most to have universal health care. Those are but a small mix of the ISSUES! Bleh. Anyway (I feel like Veruca Salt right after her tirade about the golden geese) *clears throat* back to Craig's blog. It was very interesting, I had never thought about it that way before.

Annnnnd..I need to go to bed and get my rest because Ryan is coming tomorrow!

That must have been some hangover.

I think I am usually a fairly patient, tolerant person. Tonight however, my line was crossed. Rob, Dan and I went extreme bowling. We were there for about an hour before a large group of people (with several small children) came along and started playing in the lane next to us. They put so many balls into the holder that they encroached into our little group of balls. I had selected my ball (I am picky about my ball) and had been using it faithfully for the past hour. Then one of the girls in the lane next to us decided to try my ball. They have like 8 balls right there but she decided to take mine. I figured, 'Well that's OK. As long as she and I aren't bowling at the same time it won't be a problem'. Then she proceeds to let her two little kids (I'm talking under 5 years old, in a bowling alley at 11 pm) shove the ball down the lane. It rolls into the gutter and gets stuck along with 2 other balls already in there. Fabulous. We had to wait for the worker guy to come get them out of the gutter. She didn't even apologize! So when my ball popped up out of the conveyer belt thing I took it and sat with it on my lap for the rest of the night. Then they resorted to taking Rob's ball! The nerve! And who brings little kids to a smokey, noisy bowling alley at 11 pm? GET A BABYSITTER. If you can afford to go bowling and buy as much beer as those people had then you can afford a babysitter for a few hours. It was good for alot of laughs though :)
Then Dan and I went to the Pop a Top to drown our sorrows and Dan bought me a drink (thanks Dan!). Our bad luck, it was karaoke night. 'Nuff said.

I am officially dubbing this the Bowling Ball Thievery Incident.

Flippin' the bird

So my MIL broke her middle finger walking the dog. Yes, walking the dog. He is an Australian Cattle dog (=ENERGY) and he's still a puppy (=MORE ENERGY) and he took off running and somehow the leash got wrapped around her finger and snapped it in two and twisted it, so when she went to the urgent care they couldn't just set it, and they are sending her to a surgeon. She goes to that tomorrow morning. Until then her finger is stuck in the Middle Finger Salute. Though I feel bad that she hurt her finger and is in pain, the fact that it's stuck in the position it is in is hilarious to me ;) Even more so if you knew my MIL ;) Her attitude is sort of always 'screw off'. So this is twistedly appropriate.
I wish my sister was here, she and I have the same sense of humour ;)

ARRGHHHHH!@# Their first concert in K-town in a decade and I miss it by a month!!! *screaming and tearing hair out*

!@#%*#@!!

#!@*&*@

I guess it serves me right. I miss all the good stuff when I'm down here in this hell hole (though I do have the once-in-a-lifetime opportunities to see Randy Travis and Julio Iglesias at the Paradise Casino. *throws up*). I am going home.

Ferris Bueller's Day Off is on! Where is my Bobo to watch OUR movie with me? In Europe, that's where :P
I'm not going to stay up 'til the end (it just started) but I'm at least going to finish the part with Edward R. Rooney and Grace ("GRAAACE!!!!"). Hehehe.

"...Something D-O-O economics; voodoo economics."

I'm back. This town smells.