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Great. Celebrity Bootcamp is amusing in so many different ways.

Coffee. Today I had a grand total of three cups of coffee. I was bouncing off the walls. I love it, but I know too much caffine is not good for anyone. I do not want to go through withdrawl. So I will limit myself to one cup a day. I don't drink soda and chocolate has such a minuscule amount that I am sure that one cup won't hurt me.

How many of you ladies out there use a purse? I have one that I love, but no one seems to believe that it belongs to me (it was a gift). Anyway, I have been thinking of using a breifcase to go to work, thus almost negating my need for a purse. I may try it for a week and see how well it works.

Groovey. Internet + Refrigerator = Wowie. I know that I get amazed at the littlest things. Computers are taking over the world, before you know it Demolition Man will have had come true.

Okay I have added four, count 'em four new skins. (and I tweaked the old ones up a little bit...) All of them make me happy. I certainly hope that I don't go crazy and end up with three hundred of them. Eh, I should focus on my mother's site because I know she is really trying to find some sort of therapy in it, now I should work on it for her. I must say that I really enjoy one skin I made for her A LOT. Yes I really really really like it.

A gift. My job just amuses me now. This morning I had to run to ShopRite to pick up some half and half for my coffee, while I was there I saw the deal of the day. Six cinnamon buns for just $0.99. You can't beat that, so I picked up two packs to share. I ended up bringing about five home - a treat for my family.

This weekend I plan on spending time adding some more skins to my site. I would also like to make some suprise skins for my mother while she is away. This Sunday Eric wants to watch sports all day on our new tv. That will give me time to work on our sites.

Dinner. I don't eat pork, yet I am making pork chops for dinner. My family better be damn happy with me. I have been thinking about posting my resume online for a while. My mother (queen of updates) has just fine tuned hers, so with that I am going to be putting mine and hers online as soon as I get a few spare minutes. Honey! Let me know if you would like yours up too!

Update: Over the weekend Eric and I were invited to a dinner party and she just called to confirm, so I am not cooking anything tonight. They can have left overs!

By the way news.google.com is my new favorite site!

One more thing, Yes I have a zit on my face. No it is not the normal size. Yes it is huge, Mount Saint Helen's if you will. I know its there, I can see you stare. This is the story of my life - just when I think my face is finally clearing up, no more high school puberty shit then BAM! A big fucking zit is staring everyone right in the face... yes yes yes it's my third eye, it has its own zip code, etc... I bet you I know them all. I am 22 for goodness sake! When will the zits end!? I have been dealing with this shit for over ten years!

My To Do List. Last night I made a list of things that I had hoped to complete today. The list is as follows:

1. Get a new CD book (the other 4 are filled)
2. Go to the hardware store to get screws
3. Clean up all dog hair (under everything)
4. Change sheets and comforters
5. Wash old sheets and comforters
6. Clean off long dresser
7. Straighten up my desk
8. Clean off mirrored mantel
9. Purchase cheap flowers
10. Get rid of bottles
11. Get rid of magazines
12. Read two articles in Art & Antiques
13. Watch the Golden Girls
14. Check bra and underwear prices
15. Get bottles of wine (3)

I would say that I had a pretty productive day because I also did some chores not on the list. Today I also finished the rest of the laundry, picked up a Fin De La Monde La Fin Du Monde for Eric, loaded the dishwasher, returned Panic Room and checked out The Accedental Spy, Bedazzled and Death To Smoochie, picked up (a gift from my mom) - a cover for my digital camera with an extra battery. I also put together my salads for my lunches for the rest of the week.

Long Over Due. I have been meaning to update my photo album for a while. Well tonight I finally did (and I got rid of the tables!) I added our trip to the Pepsico Sculpture Gardens (did I mention that the trip was free!?), our trip to Low Falls and of course the pets. My favorite from the gardens are below:

This just screams classicism, but with modern day materials.

This is just so simple and relaxing.

These are very young red woods - just beautiful.

This is an Auguste Rodin entitled Eve. Very Dramatic.

SHhhh... It is a really big secret. So big that it does not have it's own website. The PepsiCo Sculpture Gardens await. You would think that a huge corporation such as PepsiCo would have enough money to make a decent website for their gardens and sculpture collections. Damn, anyway its free and it's in Purchase New York if anyone feels the need to visit.

No Luck. I did not get my Phish Tickets :( but I would like to get Other Ones tickets.

And what before my wondering eyes does appear? My mother is one day away from a straight week worth of posting?

Break a Leg. Please wish me luck. Phish tickets please! I have been such a good girl! God Help! Budda Help! Allah Help! Santa Help! Easter Bunny Help! Pretty Please With Sugar on Top! I plan on leaving work tomorrow to come home and order the tickets! And of course Good Luck to everyone else that it going to try for tickets tomorrow.

Internet Dork Does anyone know how to get Willie Nelson's Always on My Mind? And I also need The Who's I Can See for Miles... by the way, there is a new skin!

I just went through my referral junk and let me clarify. I do NOT have any phish tickets for new years eve 2003! (does this new years count as 2003? for some reason that does not sound correct...)

The rosie fingers of dawn. I think they are going to blacktop my street! We have the worst pot holes ever. Why do you think I drive an SUV? Anyway... Eric had to go move his car. From 7am - 5pm no one is allowed to park on the street...

Hrm.. I think I have an idea. I want to have a monthly feature. Artist of the month. Sounds like something to help me review art history and to also maybe enrich someone else as well! Anyone think they may enjoy an Artist of the month? Well it doesn't really matter I guess if I want to do it then I will do it! Ohh, don't I sound like a bitch!

A Roman Bath... Artdaily.com has announced that it is time for the bath of the century. Michelangelo's David will be cleaned for the first time in over one hundred years. Michelangelo is the definition of "Renaissance Man". His work is completely awe inspiring. While I was in Europe I did not know art history like I know it now. I am sure that I saw things I would appreciate more now. I can remember being in the Sistine Chapel just staring up and wondering. The guards were crazy constantly "SHHhh-ing" everyone. Of course I did enjoy the art, but I know so much more now.

The feeling is comparable to your first Phish show. You are having a good time and dancing like a fool, but five years later you read what they played at your first show and you drool... You were there but you would appreciate it much more after you have seen them umpteen times.

Here is a little background info about Michelangelo: "Italian sculptor, painter, architect and poet. He was one of the founders of the High Renaissance and, in his later years, one of the principal exponents of Mannerism. Born at Caprese, the son of the local magistrate, his family returned to Florence soon after his birth. Michelangelo's desire to become an artist was initially opposed by his father, as to be a practising artist was then considered beneath the station of a member of the gentry. - From "The Bulfinch Guide to Art History"

Screw You. This is a little announcement to anyone that tried to get Phish tickets by mail. Screw You. Seriously Screw You. And really screw those of you that tired with more than one credit card. I as you can tell did not get the tickets by mail. Now I must deal with Ticket BASTARD and pay all sorts of stupid fees. Add an extra $5.75 because your first name starts with an A! Screw all of you.

My lucky day. Today is my lucky day. Well not really, but I like to be the jerk that says that. Friday the thirteenth. I wonder why that is such a day of worry. Perhaps I will do a little research. Check out the time line of Friday the 13th (the movie). Urbanlegends.com has a great blurb on Friday the 13th origins.

The dead. For some reason the Grateful Dead are really making me feel so much better. I am not really in a bad mood, but the dead make me feel warmer inside.

Compact SUV. For a while I have been bitching about my 1991 Jeep Cherokee. I love it but I would enjoy a newer Compact SUV. So here is what I am thinking: My two dream SUVs would be a 2003 Saturn Vue starting at $21,550 or a 1999 Lexus Rx300 *drool* only $27,770. Or perhaps a 1998 Jeep Cherokee Limited at around $17,090. I don't mind the 1999 Subaru Forrester estimated at $18,005. The 2001 Ford Escape is getting pricey at $19,620.

I think that I want a new one... but I don't want to pay more than $150 a month. I want my cake and I want to eat it too. I guess I am just tired of driving with the heat on in the summer time. Don't tell me I know get the damn Jeep fixed. SHhhh. I don't want to hear it... I know, I know, I know I am only 22, don't buy a new(er) car SAVE! At times like this I wish I had a relative that felt like giving me $34,000.

Over the weekend. Here is a little summary of how my weekend went. I am sure that you are all dying to know. On Saturday a nearby town held its annual "day". Does anyone know what I am talking about? Do you have a @#$^&Day?

Anyway... Its a gathering in the main part of town. There are food venders, craft vendors and everyone that you when to high school with. I went in town for one reason. Food. For the rest of the day I was at a friend's house drinking some wine (we had about 5 bottles for about 3 people...) We spent the day drinking and being silly. The boys started rumbling. (Which reminds me, I hate the WWE- more later.) How could I resist. I jumped in and started to wreastle too. I got a bit of a fat lip and a bruise on my arm. Why did I need to tell you this? Because as a child I grew up with my grandparents that thought I would break myself going from the couch to the floor. So wreastling was something I hardly did.

On Sunday we went to the Renaissance faire. I bought myself a new amber ring, for about $40. I know that spending money doesn't help me get a new car. But I can't remember the last time that I used my money to buy myself something. All I do anymore is pay off credit cards. Don't tell me, I know the shit on the credit cards I bought for me. My credit cards have tickets and hotel rooms from this summer. So it doesn't count.

Think I am rambling, huh? Well me too.

Why does the WWE suck? Because it is just a fucking joke now. As a child I watched wreastling with my grandfather. I was a hulkamaniac and all of that good stuff. I stopped watching it for a few years, but when Eric and I got together I started watching it again. I really don't mind it, in fact I was happy that the women actually wreastled. But last night I just got pissed off. There was something in the news about how two men on the show want to be "life partners". The main event of last night's show was HLA or "hot lesbian action". WHAT THE FUCK?!

I was just so enraged that HLA was even an event but it got worse. The women stripped to their underclothes. While standing in their bra and underwear two men came from behind. One "man" kicked one of the women in the stomch, the other "man" lifted the other woman in the air and threw her to the mat. The only thing that I could think was - "oh great now the women that get beat by their "men" feel better because they just saw it happen on tv". The women that got "hurt" did not appear to be trained wreastlers. Okay now you are going to tell me that its all fake. How the hell do you pretend to kick a woman in the stomach like that guy did?

Eh, maybe I am over reacting and I should shut the hell up.

Excited! In an hour or two I will be at the Renaissance Faire. I am really excited! Jousting, knife throwing, juggling, mud shows, ooodles of fun! Call me a dork but I wish I had an outfit to wear...

Check out my new toy and I only paid $18 for it!

Snail mail = no money... I am in complete shock. I bought twenty stamps. I spent $7.40! That is a lot of money to mail twenty bills! I am freaking out. I used to just take stamps from my mama. This is the first time I bought a book of stamps... I am still in shock. $7.40 to me is a lot of money, I could have bought a meal for me and Eric, I could have rented a movie and bought popcorn, I could have gotten into the Met... Did I mention that I am in complete shock?

And this is just a little bit of a pet peve... target=blank

Reminder! This is just a public service announcement. Phish tickets have gone on sale. And just as I suspected thier website seems rather sluggish... Who would have guessed?

Dumbass. Every once in a while everyone is allowed to make a big stupid mistake. Today was my day. This semester I am taking a 'mini' class. It only meets five times. This week is the first week of classes, my class is scheduled Wednesdays at 4pm.

I waited until fifteen after, the entire time thinking they cancelled the class because there was not enough people signed up. I finally go to the commons to investigate. The class does not begin until October 9th.

I will admit that I did not read the course book as closely as I should have. I really fucked my day up and Eric's day got screwed too. I left work early because I had Eric's atm card. Shit, I fucked up this day in advance. I told Eric a week ago I had class I could not go to the Yankee's game with him like we had planned. He found some one to go with him. But everything got all screwy and they didn't make the train until 7:00pm (WHEN THE GAME STARTED.) So I really screwed up because I made it home in time to not only see Eric before he left, but drive him and his friend to the game.

If we had said screw you friend, Eric and I could have made it to the game in time to see it from the 1st. I don't know if he is even at the game yet. I hope he is there, Yankees 3, Boston 1.

Lesson learned: Read Everything! Read it all! Do not skim...

To make him feel a little better I tried to get Jets tickets for him. What in the hell is that all about? Jets tickets sold out for the next 10 - 15 years?!?! I do NOT understand that at all...

I know I am a dork, I was really looking forward to going to class today. I pulled out all of my notes from all of the art history classes I have taken. I put them in date order. I plan on typing the info up and making a little study guide for myself. Entry level art, but it is the building blocks. I know I am a freaking geek and I probably won't finish what I start, but for now I am hopeful.

I only need one ring... I can remember when I was younger how I longed to be a part of the dotcom webring. What a pain in the ass that is now. Webrings are awesome, but I don't think they do what they are supposed to. I hardly check my referral log anymore, but I just did and I realize that not one hit was from any of these webrings. I love the thought of the phunky bloggers, barefoot, and music=oxygen. But um, do they do my any good? no! This is an apology to webring owners, I can't even remember my passwords to remove myself from your ring. I want to get rid of them...

I hate clutter. Every two weeks or so I go through a stage where I want to throw out everything in my sight. I hate clutter. Even with my website. I now have a new section that covers it all. Inside now contains info about me, links to my photo album, my art work, my wishlist, etc... One place to find all of my "content" (What I am writing now seems to be "content" to me but... eh, whatever...) All of my junk is lumped together now.

What a freaking moronic thing to type. Hell, I don't even know how I got there. I clicked on a link and clicked on a link. What the fuck do I care about what Moby (Who the fuck is that?) thinks or doesn't think about so called "Popular Artists". Pearl Jam effect my ass. Let me just say that the Grateful Dead had a huge fan base... with little record sales. You don't know jack, Moby.

Holy Shit. So we decided that we want to have a big celebration because Phish are going to play New Year's Eve! Eric and I are going to splurge and get a hotel room in the city. $250.00! for one night! One night, and I bet check out time is 11am. We will be using the room for less than 24 hours, and we will be forking out $250.00. But it will be worth it, no need to worry about catching the last train, no need to worry about falling asleep and missing our stop. (which by the way Eric, I will never let you forget...)

Oh, and just for the record "Die, Mtv, Die!".