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Thursday, January 27, 2005


It says I'm 24 and this year I'll be: 24... Neat, I guess.

You Are 24 Years Old


Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

Thursday, January 06, 2005


I had the day off today, I slept in til 11:00 which felt great, especially seeing as I was up at 4:30 a.m. the previous day. Ahh, the trials of a coffee wench. Anyhow, after scraping an INCH thick of ice off my car, I got my day started which thus far has only consisted of coming home to my family's house and making macaroni & cheese. I'm contemplating taking a nap, but it's almost 2 p.m. and I don't want to muss it up so that I can't sleep tonight.

I've got a hockey game tomorrow which I'm amped about. Its against Beacon Hill, who we've played before so as long as we can prevent them from using the boards too much they shouldn't have a chance against us. Go, Mother Puckers!

I have to go to a store meeting tonight at my old store where they'll be telling everyone that I will in fact be returning to my home to be the ASM there. Its nice 'cause as much as I like the Eastchester store, lets face it: its not my old store. I miss all my bebes at my old store and the customers too. I can't wait for the 18th when I'm back in full swing there.

That's all I got today, hoes.

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Moving Forward

The year that was 2004 was quite possibly the best year of my life, well, second only to 1999. Its funny when I think about it becuase the two years very closely mirror each other. Lets recap how rockin' this last year was, shall we? In 2004 I:

quit a job where I was utterly dissatisfied and in turn completely changed the course of my life
went back to a job I love and I'm now the Assistant Manager of a Starbucks
learned how to play ice hockey (and I'm not half bad at it to boot!)
got back in touch with friends...who are girls!
attempted to stat college (again)
visited Toronto
began dating the love of my life, Andrew
got close with my family
got a great new car
saw a ton of great concerts
learned to cook (more than grilled cheese and boiling water)

2004 was not without its sad moments though, John died, as did 3 of my pets (Buddy, Rosie & Shadow), I almost had my old car repossesed and realized just how bad my debt is/was. I lost touch with a few people who I'm sad I've lost contact with (but I'm working to fix that).

So what're we going to do in 2005? It simple you see, dear readers, the same thing we do every year; try to take over the world. Hope you'll come along for the ride.