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name: julieanna
alias[es]: julie, jules, stretch, gazelle, elkie, tall girl, boss, string bean, mabel (or was it myrtle?..), jolly green giant
starsign: stereotypical sagittarius
birthday: november 29th.
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Tuesday, August 15, 2006
BradT53104: ps - you need to update your blog... its like waiting for vladimir lenin to rise up from the grave
FINE brad, i'll update, but just for you ;o)
so, lets see... what has happened to me in the past week...
tuesday: opened the tucc. splendid time, really. brad and i did dinner. lindsay was going to meet up with us but had to celebrate her brother's birthday. pick made a lovely, if not hairier stand-in. we had mexican food. we drank a pitcher of sangria. we laughed. we cried. we played boggle. a fine time was had by all, aside from brad, who almost got into an accident on the way up from bethel and got a ticket on the way back down. ouch.
wednesday: went to misquamicut with lydia. had a blast in the bath-like water. i think we stayed on the blanket long enough to eat a sandwich. got one of the worst sunburns i've ever gotten. visited christa afterwards, where i had a drink. BAD idea.... this made me realize how dehydrated i was once i had gotten to bertucci's to help with inventory. went home. went to bed.
thursday: woke up at 6am so dehydrated that i was hung over, for all intents and purposes. great time to open the restaurant, no? dealt with that all day. got out of work at 3:30pm. was going to hang out with lindsay, but something came up: my dad got rear-ended on his motorcycle and got thrown off his motorcyle. good times. spent the rest of the day/night tending to that.
friday: called out of work in the morning to keep an eye on pops. back to the hospital. more good times were had. my dad is VERY entertaining on vicodin. not so much so when he's coming down from it though. ugh. worked at night.
saturday: worked. big surprise.
sunday: worked. shocker
monday: guess what i did?! if you guessed 'worked', you get a cookie.
there brad, are you happy now?!? sheesh.
jules was lost in thought at 12:29 AM
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