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i’m practicing

Not only did I learn karate while grocery shopping tonight, but I also bought nearly all of the food-type items for Bowling for Boobs for under $64. Jenny is a very good co-shopper/bargain-finder. You’re coming bowling Saturday night, right?
The manager at Perkins, however, seemed severely disturbed when I was talking about how much I was leg pressing at the gym. It’s really not all that much (155 lbs tonight), but I think he just thought girls lifting weights must be icky. So I waited for him outside of the restaurant to give him a NICE FAT ROUNDHOUSE. Right in the groin.

class numero uno

Puppy class started Tuesday night. Since it was the first night, there were no puppies, just people.

I can’t take classes for a reason. That reason? I get too involved in the people in my class. I look at them, I listen to them, and then I analyze and critique them until I’ve completely tuned out everything else in the class. And if I’m not doing that, I’m falling asleep, which is a whole different post.

My class will have six dogs in it; three that are boxers. I’m already in love with the guy that has the 5-month old boxer named Bruno. I haven’t even met his dog, so our relationship can’t be that solid yet, but this is the second time he’s taken the class. And he’s only had the dog for three months. If that doesn’t scream commitment, I don’t know what does. It also screams adorable, because what guy with a 5-month old puppy isn’t adorable?

I’m scared of the very tiny lady that has a 120-pound lab/St. Bernard mix, because the very first question she asked the trainer was, “Dexter doesn’t like dogs. Do you think that will be a problem?” It is a problem for me, so I will not be sitting by her next week, that is for sure.

Naturally, I have high expectations for my dog. He comes from a brilliant home, so why wouldn’t I? We’ve also been practicing and can already do sit, shake, down, and hug. Yes, I taught my dog to hug. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that, thankyouverymuch.

you like lists

American Idol. I’m okay with the final result. Not okay with the bottom three, as usual. I can’t remember a time when I’ve watched the show and been satisified with the entire bottom three. And I even vote!

Myspace.com. I’m so sucked into this site it hurts. I’ve found so many people that I went to school with and it’s actually kinda funny in an unbelievably dorky way.

MOA & Work. We had a teambuilder at the Mall of America last night that consisted of a scavenger hunt around the mall. It was super fun and I would love to do a much longer one with less of a time limit. We had an hour to answer 30 questions about the Mall, and half of those questions needed pictures about a particular store. My team, of which I was the Captain, was awesome and we won $25 gift certificates to the Mall. Score.