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Josh is out! Recess forever!!
Run amok!
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this weekend among the festivities, i saw a man wearing my dress.
not a dress like a dress that i have, but rather, a dress that used to be mine. long and black with big orange flowers and flowing split chiffon sleeves.
i told him about how it used to be mine. he told me about how he bought it for a dollar. it didn't occur to me until too late to take a picture with him.

i also rode a mechanical bull.
i stayed on for kind of a long time.

Friday I got out of work early and met the bf and his best friend for drinks and yelling at the Cubs at a bar in Wicker Park. They had been to Indiana to purchase obnoxious amounts of fireworks for the upcoming 4th of July party. This meant that we had a rent-a-car for the day which made getting around town so much quicker. We bar hopped a little bit that night from my hood to theirs and my cousin and I danced to Hey Ya in the last bar right before kickout time. We had also found some of those popper things. I don't know what they're called but they look like long thin candy on a string and when you pull the string they pop like fireworks. I had put some in my pocket so that I could string them across the doorway in the bathroom when we got home to scare Jeremy, but I've since realized that they're still in my jeans. I have to find them.

Saturday was fairly uneventful. Jeremy had band practice and work so I just puttered around the house finishing up little projects and read in the sun. Later I met him up at work and we went to Giordanoes, stuffed ourselves, then went to bed.

Sunday we finished taping off the front room, Jeremy made me an omlet, then we went to our respective rehearsals and met up later at the Magnetic Fields show. I got there first and Jeremy arrived after the opening act had started with a beer for me. It was weird being at a matinee show. The first guy was Andrew Bird and he did some very cool layering things with his violin. He was also really funny in a deadpan, ironic kind of way. The Magnetic Fields were good too.
After that we went to the bar across the street for one drink, I went home to begin painting the front room while Jeremy consoled a friend. I ate leftover Giordanoes. They came home around 8pm, he passed out on our floor and we just let him sleep while we started painting and just stepped over him if we needed to. He awoke disoriented at 10pm convinced that it was morning and ate some catfood thinking it was a bag of chips. We saw him off and continued painting. We didn't finish painting until 1am. I'll be so glad when all this painting crap is over.

Friday is my birthday and I'm having a party.
Joy.
At my house from 10pm till like 3am maybe. I want it to end early because I am waking up the next day and going to west virginia to go swimmin'!

I figured it was a good time to break this bad boy out again.

Whoooooo Hoooooooo!

Viva la sewage!

I got to hang go to Viniero's with the guy stabbed in the post below this weekend. I walked into a bathroom to some kid yelling, "Help, it's out of control!" while peeing on his own face. Napoleon Dynamite was great fun. The weather's been so nice for bike riding, that I don't believe it when NYers say the summers are hot. Check out my new sizzling NYC photo gallery .

Let the eagle soar
like she's never soared before
from rocky coast
to golden shore
let the mighty eagle soar

So with healing in her wings
as the land beneath her sings:
'Only God, no other kings'
let the mighty eagle soar

This country’s far too young to die
We’ve still got a lot of climbing to do
And we can make it if we try
Built by toils and struggles
God has led us through

Let the eagle soar
like she's never soared before
from rocky coast
to golden shore
let the mighty eagle soar

So with healing in her wings
as the land beneath her sings:
'Only God, no other kings'
let the mighty eagle soar

This country's far too young to die
Though she's cried a bit for what we've put her through
she's soared above the lifted lamp
that guards sweet freedom's door
in the dews, the damps, the watchfires
of a nation torn by war
oh she's far too young to die
you can see it in her eye
she's not yet begun to fly
it's time to let the mighty eagle soar

Let the eagle soar
like she's never soared before
from rocky coast
to golden shore
let the mighty eagle soar

So with healing in her wings
as the land beneath her sings:
'Only God, no other kings'
let the mighty eagle soar

Let the Eagle Soar, by John David Ashcroft

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