"Well we had sex 17 times if that's what you mean."

This can be a lot of fun, if you are a mad-libs kind of person. So check out the Jerry Springer Madlib.

( Talk Show Television, Klumbis-Style! )

20-20-24 hours to go-o-o...

I've had a fairly productive day. I went to work for two hours - it was my last day of work at GLBTSS, and that was a little bit sad. I kept myself busy, though, by deleting every trace of me on the computer. I took my account info and emails out of Outlook, I deleted my mp3s (must get some of those again!), deleted Trillian, deleted Snood, deleted Super Collapse, deleted Winamp, cleared the IE history, cookies, and temp files. For next year's employee, though, I left the picture of me and Adam on the desktop, because it is just too cute.

I then drove to Bexley to meet Steve for lunch at the Drexel Radio Cafe, and then I went to Graeter's to redeem my free sundae coupon from Children's. I mailed a thank you card to my field instructor. Steve and I drove to two auto parts stores to get the repair manual for my car. Then I drove him to Motorkars in Grandview to pick up Smurfette. I then came home.

I took in the mail and popped in Wonder Boys so I can get all these movies watched by tomorrow. While watching, I have balanced my checkbook, filed some papers, threw out some things from the file cabinet (mostly tax booklets from 1998-2000 and users manuals for A.'s phone and television), made files for 2001 taxes and my new apartment, put A.'s files in his room, called the Social Worker Board to ask a question about licensing exam, and snuggled with Daedalus. I checked job listings online. In a few minutes I will get changed and go to kickboxing. I'm supposed to call Bucky's Adam tonight, but I might stay home and throw out more stuff.

Tomorrow, Steve is coming to install my stereo (and I will help, yay!). I will go to the bank(s) and Target. I will return movies to the library. I will pack for @lanta. I will go to the College of Social Work's Evening of Recognition, and I will wear the black dress. I will register for the licensing exam. I will change my name and address with my student loan. I will call the cable company and the electric company and the gas company about the new apartment. (Maybe)

For someone without a job, I certainly go non-stop.

If "the whale" was a horned instrument...

I could be in a ska band. As they said in The Brady Bunch, "I fit the suit."



Okay, time to kick boxes.