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stupid sharks

October 29th, 2007 · No Comments

went to the stars game tonight with hambone… stars lost to the sharks.  grr.  we were winning going into the third period but the stars got complacent and fell apart.  the sharks scored three points and we lost.  the team didn’t endure to the end.  i could draw some real deep spiritual parallels here but i’ll leave it be for now.

i love this time of year.  the mornings are getting cooler and cooler.  i’m having to wear sweaters and jackets.  holiday items are appearing on the shelves.  it’s great.  i want to start shopping for christmas, but i’m at a loss of what to get everyone.

i gave jeromy his anniversary gift early tonight - a morrow jersey from the stars game.  he loves it.  i’m pleased with his reaction - friggin adorable.  our wedding is exactly four months from today.  CRAZY.  i’m so unbelievably excited.

my brother has decided that he wants to become a hairdresser and is pursuing funding for training for all of that.  i think it will fit him and his interests well.  i hope that it really shakes out and that he’ll have a passion for something and can support himself with it.

i’m running behind in everything lately.  just can’t get ahead.  so i’m taking thursday and friday off.  on friday, i’m treating myself to a professional hair coloring.  jeromy and i are having engagement pics done on saturday.  very fun.  i’m wondering if we’ll finally get some good couple pictures done.  usually, the efforts to do so are futile.

last friday, neo, hambone, nina, jeromy, and i went to jenny and josh’s house for dinner and to play boxers or briefs.  the game was fun and the food was excellent.  jenny and josh had some of their friends over as well. good times were had.  i am blessed to have made some new fun friends through my photography.

it’s midnight.  and i need to be up in five hours.

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