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7:35 p.m. & 2001-05-23

Dude! It's been an insane day. I smell disgustingly like willow smoke (which smells quite similar to pot, which I hate the smell of) because I was throwing green willow branches and leaves on a fire all day. YUCK. Work was great fun today. I have Neil Diamond's "Sweet Caroline" in my head because of that commercial. However, I enjoy this muchly.

My days off were mostly uneventful--Mom, Dad, the girls and G-Man and I went to the Jays game. It was great fun. I've missed baseball an awful lot these last couple years. It was a "Turn back the clock" game, so they wore their vintage uniforms--meow! After the game they had Victoria Day fireworks with music, and timed the fireworks to the riff in the Knack's "My Sharona". God, was it good. And footage from the '92-'93 seasons makes me all teary-eyed and nostalgic, even today.

I would just like to complain about the Moulin Rouge advertising when it is referred to as Moo-lawn Rouge. It's Moo-lennn! *makes a nasal 'n' sound* Moulin fucking Rouge, people!

I gave my first tour today--apparently it was great, but it was really quick--only 45 minutes, and the average is 2.5 hours. I think people liked it, and this makes me happy.

Trivia last night was good fun. Our team should have won, but my teammates did not listen to me and so we came in second. Bah! Bah, I say.

We've lost the key to our mailbox and I need to get my pay slip and all sorts of stuff that should be coming in the mail very soon. and I get paid tomorrow! hurrah!

Fuck. I just kicked a glass of raspberry juice over on the beige carpet. I am going to die!

-rhiannon
"when you hide the metal maze
and look back on apathetic days
and you feel like mayonnaise..."

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