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The only other thing I remember about the 1992 Summer Olympics in Barcelona aside from The Dream Team (Christian Laettner and Michael Jordan on the same team! Hi, Fan Girl!) was Oscar De La Hoya, and that’s probably because I was 14 and thought he was oh-so-dreamy. And then I completely forgot about him until I found out his niece was the bug-eyed scary fish looking, extremely over enhanced slut hoping to capture the heart of Bret Michaels on Rock of Love 2. (Even though Wikipedia says it’s a straight up lie!)

Now that I’ve been doing some catch up reading on ESPN (and watching Sportscenter reruns), I kind of have a deep down burning sensation (not in my pants) to score some Mayweather/De La Hoya tickets.

Nearly every movie about Vegas I’ve ever seen has had some type of gigantic boxing event involved, which makes me think that next possible step in me turning into a millionaire and/or V.I.P. of the World should be attending one of these infamous inside-a-casino boxing matches. And even if this particular match doesn’t work out, I think boxing is one of the last sports I’ve never seen live. And when I do see it live, I need to sit close enough so blood can splatter across my horrible haircut.

• I’m so sleepy all of a sudden… Like fall asleep behind the wheel kind of sleepy. Early bedtime for me tonight! #
• @rmcdonou congrats, rose!! #
• Um, switching Twitter to protected for a while… Because I’m all secretive and shit, of course! #
• It’s a very sad day today. I left my leftover hamburger helper at home. #
• 1.5 hour meeting with my CEO this morning. I really love talking to her, especially about astrology. She hates hiring Leos! #

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• On our way to get ya. be there soon #
• Best fundraiser ever? Drag show/acoustic set from Sick of Sarah at a dyke bar. #
• @best_day_ever did you check IN YOUR BUTT? #
• Slamming a vodka red bull and then hiking up and down Grand Ave among hoards of people? Best way to spend a Sunday afternoon. #
• I am so close to the stage that I might lick it. I love Doomtree!! #

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I’ve been in the process of completely moving all of the sites I own from one webhost to another for the past 2 months. I just realized this morning, when I got the invoice for June’s hosting, that I still haven’t finished it yet. It’s absolutely something I have to get done this week, or I’m gonna be mad at myself.

Switching hosts wasn’t because my current host was bad; I just did it because I wanted to save some money and also get some more space/bandwidth. I didn’t do as much due diligence as I should have, which basically means I didn’t read any web hosting articles or reviews or anything. That probably explains why the customer service at my current host is about as effective at solving my hosting issues as rock might be.

And while hopefully there won’t be a next time when it comes to switching hosts, or at least not anytime soon, I can guarantee there will be some more web hosting research done before I make any big moves.

I forget I have this blog. No, really. I’m too wrapped up in so many levels of awesome that it’s the last thing on my mind. Pretty sure that’s the first time since 1999 that I haven’t been walking around going “Hey! I should totally write about this on two dolla!”

My friends are always awesome and that certainly hasn’t changed. They’re still super incredible and they’re still the best and most supportive friends I could even imagine.

I’ve been at my new job for a month now and I absolutely love it. I go into work each day excited to be there and actually wanting to do the job. (At PLATO, I wanted to go into work and either die or punch someone in the gonads on a regular basis.) I don’t think twice about dialing the phone 60+ times, where at my old job, it was like pulling teeth to get me to do it 10 times a day. My co-workers are fantastic and it’s incredible working with people that all there because they want to be there, and not because the pay is too hard to give up. It’s seriously great.

And then I kind of accidentally started dating someone 2.5 weeks ago and then we kind of accidentally became crazy about each other. And it’s just, well, it’s just not like me to get this schmoopy so quickly, and any of you who have known me for any time at all can attest to that. Every time we’re together and everywhere we go and every thing we do, everything just feels RIGHT. It’s effortless and natural, and nothing has ever once felt forced or uncomfortable. It’s completely ridiculous. There’s an extra toothbrush in my bathroom and there’s even coffee in my apartment now - that’s how serious this is, guys!

• Pretty sure the receptionist at my chiropractor’s office got way too carried away with some lip enhancement injections. #
• Brunch outside? Awesome even in Bloomington. #
• If someone could tell me why the life size version of Dora the Explorer wears a belly shirt, I would be eternally grateful. #
• The Kid and I just got absolutely drenched on the log ride at the mall. I look like I peed myself. #

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• I am dead tired. And we didn’t even stay up doin it all night. #
• Gine Hole just stormed out pissed off and I may have only been partially responsible for it. #
• My favorite coworker talks about brunch and Doomtree. I love her a lot. #
• @amelia23 Noooooooooo!!!!! #
• I kinda love that I have to double check texts just to make sure its going to a specific person and not but of Twitter. #
• I wish my work bathroom was like the one at First Ave so the entire warehouse district could see my bare ass right now. #
• Gine Hole is a giant crybaby today and I would like to kick her in the neck. Except I have on fancy shoes, so I can’t. #

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So, what’s up? I kinda miss the internet during the day. Not so much at night, though, because I’m too busy, you know, making out and holding hands and generally being super schmoopy. And I’d pick that over the internet any ol’ day. Because, hi, two week and two day anniversary today. Just sayin’.

And right now, I have like half an hour before I need to unpack my car from camping last weekend and picking up my apartment and sort laundry and do dishes and even maybe take a nap. While I’ve been working and not spending all my free time on the internets, I’ve missed a lot. Like the following:

• A song called Missouri
• Clay Aiken is having a kid. What the hell, Clay? I totally had plans on getting you knocked up, son.

I can’t even find anything to top the fact that Clay Fucking Aiken is gonna have a kid. I can’t wait to read that kid’s auto-biography.

• My coworker is looking for a midget to wear an Elmo costume for his niece’s birthday. And he is totally serious. #

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• Riley just had his first ice cream cone and The Kid is incredible. Like knots in my stomach incredible. #
• 3 nights of tent sleeping and I am pretty sure my lower back just needs to be completely replaced. #
• If I only had some fly sunglasses today, I would probably be arrested for being the biggest pimp in all the land. #
• The toilets at my work have such strong water pressure that my butt often gets washed if I’m not careful. #
• Two seconds away from punching Gine Hole square in the jaw. #

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