T had a fantasy for me, now that's what I call a friend.

I saw Drumline last night with Er and my Mom. If I hadn't been a band geek I don't think I would have like it. I'll take this opp to say, "thank you Mr Earp for helping me find the geek in me." So anywho, the movie almost makes me wish I went to a college with a marching band that I could be part of... and then I remembered I would only pretend to be playing my clarinet... I wouldn't even make it to try outs. Meh, oh well, I'm bored with the idea now.

Skiing? Tomorrow? Anyone? Anyone at all? Let me know. loftysara@hotmail.com

Excuse me ma'am, where are your universal remotes?

I'm going ice skating now. By myself. And not anywhere romantic or anything, just one of the parks on 175th street. K bye.

Have to go to Dunn Bro's to get online for the rest of break. I can't handle the slow phone connection at home. I've been spoiled at school.

All A's minus math ed, got a B in that one. Very happy about the grades.

Secret Agent Man.

Hi. T, I'm sorry about the noise coming from the master bed room. I'd say a little something like, " I don't want to hear you having sex. It's not fun for me, I don't appreciate it. Keep it down. Thanks."

Two finals tomorrow and then I go home home. If you wonder why there's lack of posts for the next couple weeks it's because I'm not allowed to be on the internet constantly while I'm there. Plus, I'll be at the Gma's house in Missouri from Monday to Saturday. It's gonna be fun... there are 78 dozen cookies. I believe I will come home with most of them attached to my butt and thighs in the form of fat. My thoughts on that = baby got back, baby gonna get some more back while at Grandma's and it's gonna taste goooooooooood.

Liz doesn't live in Winona anymore, she left today. It sucked. All I could think about while I hugged her good bye today was freshman year and looking back at her and Jessica standing there bawling. Cripes, it was sad today. I hate the good byes in Winona, they're the worst. As much as we all want things to be exactly the same, it won't be ever again. That part makes everything equally as sad. Thank you Liz for being my friend. I love you. I think maybe I'll go cry some more now.

Two mice spotted in the house today. I'm what some people would refer to as a little pissed off. I really don't think we should have mice in the house. If anyone else sees them, let them know they should vacate. Thanks.

Yo Daddio! Scroll down to Wednesday the 11th for the Aerosmith postings.

Make up your mellon. And stop being so darn vauge, confusing and indecisive. I can't read your mind.

Went to the bars last night. Saw short cute guy with the glasses at Brother's. Apon seeing him T said, "he looks like Tom." Poop, I know he looks like Tom, just makes him that much more attractive. Maybe from now on I should refer to him as "the Tom look alike." Danced on the bar at closing time, I don't think that will ever get old. It's so much fun. A nice gentleman from my psych class and Malachi (guy from puter class) helped me down from the bar. Malachi was nice enough to mention my retarded puter class web site to afore said gentleman. Gee, I hope he checks it out... cripes, he so won't be impressed. Bah. Moving on... once outside of the bar I saw Tool standing in a group with the Tom look alike. Hum, let me think... Let's go talk to Tool! The Tom look alike talked to me... his name is Andy and that's about all I know about him. I just hope he isn't a freshman. K, yep, fun night. T's new friend Tony is very nice. But if he doesn't continue to be very nice I'll hurt him. Don't mess with my T.

Just call me Steven Speilberg, Riddley Scott or Dawson Leery... I helped direct a movie! It's quite good so far. You might say it's going to be a cinamatic smash. Actually, I'm not sure cinamatic is a word... meh, just coined a new term. Yep, it'll be in theaters near you in about a million years. Check it out.

PS. 11) My watch is MIA. It's either somewhere in the Target Center, the streets of down town Minneapolis, a parking ramp or at a gas station that sells broasted chickens in Hastings. I'm so mad, the darn thing hasn't ever fallen off before and the Mom just got me that watch. I miss you watch... come back to me. Another thought: I should have just forgotten it and my rings on the kitchen table at home home... then I'd still have a watch! Pooooooooop.

Aerosmith... where to start? It was good, better than good, it was amazing. I'll share some Aerosmith concert memories, here they are:
1) The two she-mullets and one he-mullet on the escalator on the way into the concert. Amy and I positioned ourselves for a picture, poor T forgot to center us in the frame and got the pack of mullets, shoot... oooooh I hope the pic turns out.
2) During the opening song T says, "I can't stop taking pictures!"
3) Our seats were great. Not the best in the house but better than any concert I've been to thus far.
4) The slutty girls... keep those fake boobs in your shirt! Cripes! (Before the concert, at home home, "you girls aren't dressed slutty enough," Dad. Hehehehehe.)
5) I hate the smell of pot. Gives me a headache... if you think that in nonsmoking building there wouldn't be any smoking, you're wrong. Very, very, very worng. Pot smoking and cig smoking everywhere. I reminded the chimney in front of me that he wasn't supposed to be smoking, told him to blow the smoke in someone else's face. He left after a while, bless him.
6) I want to start including stripped pants and long silky scarves in my wardrobe.
7) Skunk Mullet and all the other mullets and hottie boom bodies attending the concert. There were so many time that I thought to myself, "hey, there goes Mr Right!"
8) Joe Perry had at least 10 guitars... changed almost every song.
9) I touched noses with Drunk Dancing Lady in the Red Shirt. She was in the row behind us doing the old I'm drunk dancing and getting lost in the music with my glass of beer precariously held over three innocent girls move. Something was sloshed on me, I turned around, held onto her cup and said, "honey, you're spilling." She leans in, we touch noses and she mumbles an apology.
10) The pretty stuff that fell from the ceiling at the end.
Oh, and ofcourse, the music was good too.

Missy wanted to have an appetizer party this weekend... I don't make appetizers... what the heck am I gonna make? Mom, if you're reading this share some thoughts. Maybe I'll jack Dad's hot wing recipe while I'm home home tomorrow... we'll see. Yep, have a group meeting to get to. Later dudes.

Tomorrow night I'll be hanging out with Steven Tyler and the rest of Aerosmith. It's gonna be so cool. I'm rather excited. You might say that I'm the close to peeing myself excited that I sometimes talk about. Yep, that'd be a good way to describe it. Uh huh.

I don't know how to work a digital video camera. Don't tell Dad, he might disown me. And who'da thunk you need a tape to operate the darn thing? One more thing to do this week... neat-o.

The Welch was so nice. Most runs were open, lot's to choose from. I think I skied a lot of hills I didn't ski last year. There was even some of what some people refer to as 'powder,' a fairly new conept to this Minnesota skier. Oh it was great. I wanna go again today... heck, the guys could have left me there all night, I wouldn't have minded.... sigh. I love to ski.

I'm skiing tomorrow! I found someone to go! Ehehehehehehhehehe! I'm so excited! It's gonna be great! WOO HOO!

Shoving plastic paper holders underneath your finger nail is not something you want to do on purpose. Avoid it at all costs if possible. I'm suffering from doing such a thing, don't worry, I didn't do it on purpose. My whole finger hurts... typing is a challenge... I hope it doesn't get infected.

It's going to be so hard to see Liz go. She called from her car on her way home to Onalaska today, she was crying about not wanting to leave which made me want to cry. Golly I'm going to miss her. I love you Liz. L to the Lizzo, H to the Hutta. Lova. My little disintipator. Sniff sniff sniff sniff.

T, Liz, Amy and I had some good laughs this afternoon, excellent ab work out. 'Disintipate' is a new word Liz coined today, it's in reference to fart smells that have cleared the air. Very funny. Last night at IV I looked up at the stage and saw Liz standing there, singing away and I thought to myself, "man I'm going to miss that girl." And then I almost cried so I stopped thinking about her leaving. OH! Other funny time today.... Psych was canceled, I waited for Liz to get to Minne, we went outside, I realized T would kill me if I didn't meet her at the letters so I wrote her a note. Went a little something like this: 12/4/02 11am T Ann Gunderoo- class =not happening today. Sara =went home and she saw LM. We have class at the same time in the same building! love and kisses- sara. Liz and I put some rocks on it so it wouldn't blow away. After a lot of messing around and doing a little hw Liz and I were ready to leave campus, just in time to see T read the note. Too bad T saw us running and laughing histerically across campus and find us hiding behind a tree. We sent her to the letters, she read the note and had to sit down b/c she was laughing so hard... she says she could hear me and Liz from where she was. Crickey, maybe you had to be there but oh, let me tell you, it was a good time. Whooooooie!

Power Point, Excel and Word at spawns of Satan, I want all of them to die. Odds and probabilities should be added to that list... DIE DIE DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!!!!

The snow stayed on the ground all day today. I think it's a keeper.

Anyone wanna ski Welch until 3am this Friday? Let me know. loftysara@hotmail.com

Amy, "you can find anyone's email on this thing." She said this in reference to the school email search. I wonder if I could type in 'Library Manstrocity' and it would find LM for me.... perhaps I'll try it.

He didn't come, it didn't bother me until there were funny moments, then I wished he was there. I'll just add it to the list of times I wish he'd been some where.

Sexless in Apple Vally was great. The IHOP, HP 2, and down town goodness... plus! plus! chillin and playing the Friends game with my friends. Al, Karen, Becky and Erin... I love you kids. You're all such good friends. On a sad note, Al and Karen... my Madeline ornament feel off my wall over the weekend... her hat comes off now. It looks sort of like Madeline had brain surgury. Genevieve's back left leg broke off too. Don't worry though, Dr Elmer is working on fixing Madeline and Gen up.

That Shawn gerk is going down if he calls here again. I've heard more than enough out of him. What doesn't the guy understand about "delete the phone number" and "don't call again"?