My dear sister was kind enough to talk to me even through the beginning of her favorite show... so I feel I should honor her request. I haven't posted in a while... My hair is a new color, rather drastically new. I have discovered three cool TV shows, The Office, Lost and Greys Anatomy. I have discovered that I love Fiona Apple, the Wallflowers and the Decemberists. I have discovered that going to the gym is awesome and also the only way I accomplish anything constructive. I recruited Gretchen to cut Michael's hair; thankfully he no longer resembles a golden retriever. I have established a smallish coffee operation at my work. Gretchen has bleached her hair. She is obsessed with 24, ER, and Greys Anatomy. She is almost certified as an EMT... watch out Moscow she now walks around town hoping people get in major accidents, have heart attacks, or go into anaphalactic shock. I need to remember not to walk between her and any busy streets now because I'm not sure she wouldn't push me into oncoming traffic in order to have the joy of resuscitating someone. She has lots of funny stories about her visit to an ER in Spokane. She recruited me to make pumpkin pies for Thanksgiving dinner; thankfully I was released from the obligation to use rice flour. She has organized and color coded her closet. Katie's hair is the same raven color we all know and love. She loves Pinky and the Brain, Ugly Betty and 24. She listens constantly to The Darkness which is known for the lead singers falsetto- (would any man in his right mind really want to be known for his falsetto?) and Jimi Hendrix. She is still an emo child, wears black and is writing her thesis on demons. Rachel recruited her to spend Thanksgiving in Seattle; thankfully she gets to take lots of homework with her (don't ask). She still refuses to remove the Canadian Flag. "I need to change my emergency contact information from Michael Scott... Just put The Hospital and for the number write 911." -Dwight Schrute The Office Do I want to be feared or loved? Both...I want people to be afraid of how much they love me. -Michael Scott The Office |