I wanted to do something fun for our birthdays (mine was yesterday, Greg's is today), but instead what are we doing? Spending $300 we don't have on tires for my car. Because one went flat and the rest are all running on about 1/4 inch of rubber. Son of a bitch. Seriously. Worst birthday ever.

I just read this at CNN.com:

In a U.S. government warning high on the creepiness scale, the Defense Department cautioned its American contractors over what it described as a new espionage threat: Canadian coins with tiny radio frequency transmitters hidden inside.

The government said the mysterious coins were found planted on U.S. contractors with classified security clearances on at least three separate occasions between October 2005 and January 2006 as the contractors traveled through Canada.

Intelligence and technology experts said such transmitters, if they exist, could be used to surreptitiously track the movements of people carrying the spy coins.

Ok. You know when anyone in this ridiculous war either starts attempting, or suspecting a plan based from something that happened in Harry Potter, it's over. Come on guys, it's over. Go home.

Across the street from me lives a big ol' fat guy who I'm pretty sure doesn't own a shirt. I make little bets with myself every time I hear him outside calling his dog as to whether or not he has a shirt on. Sigh, he never has. It's like 40 degrees outside.

I want to puke, and then BLOG!

I leave tommmorow morning for Cali to see Greg's folks and go to DISNEYLAND. Soooo, see y'all when I get back, and then I suppose, I'll meet some of you the next week in NYC!

Happy Thanksgiving!!!!

Dear Lost,

There is no such thing as a "fall" season finale. You do NOT have my permission to go on hiatus until February.

Thank you,
g-dawg

P.S. I don't think I can handle any more non-consensual pacemaker implantations. However, I am enjoying the recent increase in gettin' it on.

This is my journal. Love it.

I guess I'm feeling all selfish right now, sitting here at work thinking about all the things I want - YAPs fighting over me, winning the lottery, loosing 10 pounds without actually eating less or exercising more, you know, anything to avoid actually doing work. That's another thing I'm dreaming about, not being at work. And also, having my uterus removed - I won't go into it, but ladies, you know what I'm talking about.

Anyway, two weekends ago, I went to visit the house we hope to buy. Here are some pictures. If you are in the Walla Walla area at the beginning of October, you should come by and help me strip 100 year old wall paper off the walls in EVERY SINGLE ROOM OF THE HOUSE. Yeah, if I ever find out who did that, they are going to be getting a face full of my foot...but they're probably dead.

( Pictures! )