hmmmmm....a card for discount rate for Playboy was sent to me at my Wartburg box....which was then forwarded out here to the Wartburg directors (both of whom are pastors) and then they were so kind as to drop it off in the computer lab down here for me. Now that is fabulous.....hahahaha

So the comments tag isn't working, but I'm in the process of possibly fixing that. This week ended in a flury of activity at work. The story that was "guarunteed" to make it into the paper ended up not making it because of a freak incident that would only happen to me. But now I have a new story in replace of it and hopefully I'll get it done by the deadline. It just stinks because this new topic isn't half as exciting as the old one....oh well. I had to go into work on Friday, even though my work days are only tues-thurs, but I had to interview this really weird lady and then do a little bit of work on misc. pieces. But yeah, this weird lady....she wants to create a wildlife sanctuary/cemetary. hmmm.....after I got back from that interview, I talked to the editor in charge of the section where it will show up and she said that for it to make it into the paper, we'll probably end up making fun of it. Which is cool, because I was having a hard time NOT making fun of it when I was typing up my notes. I just hate that they will probably resent me for throwing it all back in their face...but oh well. I had to do this interview at the lady's house, of all places, because she had broken her ankle. So there I was, in the upstairs apt. of this house that reeked of inscense and pot, talking to some strange woman. And you know why it was me that was there and not any of the other writers? Because I'm the intern. oh well.
Last night I went out to a couple of bars down the road with about 6 other Wartburg people. I wasn't going to drink because I had to get up early this morning to go to an event at a museum here and I knew it would be a looooong day if I did drink. Well....the pitchers were big and they were cheap.....and that was the most drunk I've ever been since Matt Fox's birthday/halloween party....although I didn't get even close to that drunk last night. And then I had to get up at 8 a.m. this morning. Whew....it was really rough. I couldn't fall asleep last night because the room was spinning (that hasn't happened for a long time either) and I seriously thought about puking, just so I would feel better this morning....but I didn't:) But all in all it was a fun night. I'm not going out tonight, though, because i have to get up early for church tomorrow and, as many of you know, drinking is an on/off switch for me. When it's on....watch out...and tonight I'm keeping the switch off. At any rate, I think I'll go watch some t.v. Peace out.

Ok, I have a few new things going on here....I'm just trying them out. The archives have been brought back at the request of my brother, so he can stay up to date even if he can't check the site for a couple of weeks. When I took down the archives about a year ago, I was under the impression that all of my old posts would be deleted. BUT NO! Here I have almost a complete history of my college days. Except I started it in November of 2002, and it wasn't until last year, about Feb. 2004 that I started posting everything and not holding back, so a lot of the early stuff is encrypted, but you can probably figure them out. If you want a good laugh, read through the first couple of weeks of me posting. Remember, though, to start at the bottom of the page and read up, because the top post is always the newer one.
Another thing I've added is the comments tag. I'm not sure if it will work, 'cause I was having problems with it earlier, but I figured I'd go ahead and try. Alright...peace.

I got another email from Ann tonight. The second one since Wartburg's classes restarted. Not bad, considering how poorly I was at responding to emails while on campus. But after this last email....I get this feeling of uncertainty. It's not what she said....but what she didn't. Maybe it's just natural weaknesses kicking in, 'cause I've been away from everything for about 5 weeks now....but I don't know....hmmm.
In other news, Saienga (notice the link to the right) hasn't posted in nearly 2 months now. And I must say, I've been rather leniant in my normal link erasing policy....since I normally take it down if said person hasn't posted in a month. But now I'm going to. At the same time, I don't know if you've perused Punkrocker Joe's site in the last YEAR, but the group has disbanded. Which is weird, 'cause that's dated July 18th, but I know I've looked at it since then and there wasn't any news like that on there. And Punkrocker Joe was on campus in November and he said they were still considering doing shows...but I guess not. So normally I would take down that link as well, but I'm going to leave it up 'cause it has links to awesome hardcore bands. I'll also be taking down as well as adding some other links. Just some housework on the site. Peace.

Just a quick thing that happened today that reminded me a TON of Wartburg. So we marched in a MASSIVE MLK parade today for class and it was actually a really good experience. I enjoyed it immensly. So anyway, we were trying to get downtown to East High School and managed to miss 2 buses along the way, so the group i was with, which represented about half of the class, ended up being a smidgen late...and we didn't know exactly where we were going. But do you know how the other group knew where we were at? They saw my yellow MN hat and called us over. Then, later on during the march, someone got briefly seperated and was able to navigate back to our group by locating my yellow hat in the crowd. And finally, I was walking with a few people and we got way ahead of everybody else, but we found out later they were able to keep an eye on us because of my yellow hat. All of that because everybody knows that I will always wear my yellow hat no matter the occasion. Even here, in Denver Colorado, my yellow stocking hat is still the definition of me. Somethings never change, no matter where you are. P.S., if I hear that you didn't "man up" yet, Meredith, or if you don't by weeks end, I may have to go to extreme measures. Not to personally get into the situation in question, but to enlist some on-campus help. And you and I both know that you'd rather I didn't do that.
At anyrate, peace out y'all

Well, it's time for another update. I did finally get one email from ann. One. Good, yes, but I wish I would get another. Maybe I should just drop this whole thing and move on. But I really don't want to. And at the same time I don't want to send out a billion emails only to get one a week. Whatever.
My week at work kinda sucked. I only wrote one little blurb and it won't make it into the paper. And then for the rest of the week I sat and called about 300 different clubs, bars, and restaurants to make sure that the listings we do for them have correct information. I mean sure, I did find about 5 clubs that had closed and I did find a resonable amount of mistakes...but I am interning as a writer, not an advertiser. Whatever. I may have an idea for a good story, but I need to check it out before i present it to the boss....and mostly everything will be closed tomorrow. Bummer.
Thursday night I got off of work, after quitting about a half hour early, only to have one of the editors catch me and I had to quick finish up calling about 5 clubs and then gave the editor my results as I was leaving the office. Hopefully that saved me from looking bad. Anyway, after work I cooked myself a little supper and had a couple of beers while I was cooking....and then I watched some t.v. and had some more beer...and all of the sudden it was about 11 p.m. and I had finished off about 7 cans and I still had a huge reading to finishe and a short little paper due the next morning at 8. And before I could do that I had to talk to Meredith....and that, quite frankly, was more important than a paper that I could easily write in a half hour no matter how much alcohol was in my blood stream. So after I convinced Meredith that she had to "man up," so to speak, I finished my paper, skipped the reading and went to bed around 1. But I surprised myself the next morning. I was barely hung over and only almost fell asleep twice in class. It was glorious. Must be because of all the water I've been drinking out here, because it's so dry.
This weekend I was supposed to go on this big retreat with all of the Wartburg folk here, but I got out of it so I could spend this last weekend with my bro before he is deployed for Iraq on thursday. It was fun. We went to the Nuggets/Timberwolves game and watched the timberpuppies win for the first time in a while. Then we just kinda hung out on Saturday. The only bad news, other then them deploying, is that I may have a roommate for the summer. One of their friends in the army may need a place to stay and they're having a trouble finding ways to tell her no. So that would kinda stink and may be a little weird....but if it has to happen, then I better get my brother's room....even though I said I didn't want to sleep in his bed 'cause that was weird......I would still want the master suite if I had to share with this lady. That way I would get some more privacy, if you know what I mean.
Then this morning my bro and his wife brought me back to Denver and I said goodbye. It was my last time seeing them for a loooong time and that was a little tough. Even though like 10 minutes after he left, the Wartburg people came back and I was around them....I was filled with a sadness that can only be described as what I feel right after I get back to Wartburg after a long break at home. See, I know I'll get to talk to him at least one more time before he goes...but I won't get to see him...and that really is tough. But it was a good last weekend.....and as soon as he leaves, I'll have to update this thing more often because it'll be the best way for him to keep up with my life....which is one of the main reasons I created the site 3 years ago.
But at anyrate, this has been a long post and should be a good read....I was contemplating writing Ann another email...but I don't think I'm up to it tonight. It's too bad that I need to wake up early tomorrow....this sadness has put me in a good (ironically) writing mood. A couple of drinks and I could write the whole night away.....it's tempting, but I'm marching in the Denver MLK parade tomorrow morning and I'll need some good sleep for that....so yea, peace out.