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Sunday, February 6th, 2005
[Entry 276]
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i could be one of your kids...

I have White America by Eminem stuck in my head. Gotta work on getting that out of my head before I go to bed or else I may go crazy.

Woo woo Super Bowl! Ok, I'm lying; I don't care about the Super Bowl. I didn't even watch the Half Time Show. Usually I will. This time I said, "No, don't even care." I enjoyed watching Carnivale, though, that's for sure.

Drove around with my ma today...looking at houses. Went in a few open houses. Leaning more and more towards a condo. Just have to find the "perfect" one. Though I know where the "perfect" one is. I did look at a two bedroom in the same complex of the one bedroom I adored; but it needed a little bit of work and I wasn't crazy about the layout. Especially the kitchen. The kitchen was kind of large (for a condo kitchen) but the layout was screwy and there wasn't a seperate dining room. That's what I'm finding in a lot of the houses I am looking at; stupid two bedroom teeny houses usually lack a seperate dining room because they are all crawlspace or slab foundations and therefore there HAS to be a laundry room. So most of the time, the laundry room takes away living space. So that's kinda sucky sucky.

Still feeling kinda crappy. Starting to get some booger action. Boogers are for losers.

I really want a pair of red pants. Preferably red Editor pants. I saw a great color combo that looks SO fresh but isn't used too often. In fact, I may use it next time I re-design my webpage. Red and pretty pretty baby powder blue. And of course white. What a crisp color combo! I love playing with color like that...especially with clothes. I love solid clothing...so the only time I get to play around with my clothes (it seems) is when I mess around with color. As I was doing my laundry today...I got kind of embarassed by the amount of black shirts I own. I had about 7-8 dirty black shirts and I probably have just as many sitting clean in my closet. Isn't that ridiculous? I can't help it, though; you can't go wrong with black. Black rocks.