Me again!
I want my hair to stay this color forever. The problem with red is that it’s constantly evolving, which is code for ‘turning blonde in the sun’. So first of all, I’m reallyREALLY in love with Edward now. He called yesterday to say my taxes are done. I calculated that I’d owe a couple thousand bucks, but he says I’m getting $2,700 back. ROCK. I’m also excited to find out how to use my IRAs and HSA most effecively this year. My tax status has changed dramatically every year for the past four years, so some stability in 2006 is much appreciated. Whew. Monday night, Wendy and I delivered truffles. I’m really surprised we made it home unscathed, because I was laughing so hard the whole time. We covered Richfield to Maplewood; I have a few more deliveries today and tomorrow, and that should be it. This was the best fundraiser yet, and I’m seriously excited about getting so close to my fundraising goal. After these proceeds and a gift-match, I’ll only have $400 to go! And if you think that means I’m going to stop talking about it all the damn time, you’d better stop reading right now! Last night was VB.NET class. Tom and I stayed late at work so we could go to dinner beforehand. A 6-foot Pac-Man and 7-foot Pac-Man ghost (Clyde, I totally just looked up his name) were milling around outside, being trailed by a college-age cameraman. During dinner, Pac-Man and Clyde kept staring in the front window of Luce. It was kind of unsettling. Class ruled. It’s still kind of slow since we’re going over the basics, but that’s good for someone like me who just picked everything up over the (frighteningly) many years I’ve been doing this stuff. Sometimes you just do things and then only learn why you do them later on. Halfway through class, I ran out to meet Adrianne downstairs, so she could hand off truffle cash (she and Sean are superstars for generating about a million orders at their workplace). I went back to class and wrote an application to accumulate test scores. Man, I’m such an awesome programmer already. Hahaha. I got truffles to Jon this morning, truffles to Chele at lunch, will get truffles to my cousin Liz after work, and truffles to Ellie after Habitat orientation. After that, I’ll get truffle money from Chris, and will take him to dinner for being a doubleplus truffle superstar. By this weekend, I’m hoping to get a break from the word ‘truffle’. Because Saturday? It’s all-day-party-day!! I can’t wait. Jenni|
your questions, answered
q:Do all men hold their penises when they pee or am I weird becasue I don’t…? a: First of all, allow me to note that I skipped a bunch of real questions to answer this, because I think this is a very important topic, or at least because I think it’s funny that someday someone will Google ‘penis’ and ‘pee’ and come up with my site. From the time I’ve spent hanging out in men’s rooms, which I have to admit is relatively nil (well, actually, I do use men’s rooms a lot in restaurants and bars when the women’s room is full, but only if it’s the single-stall type. I don’t encounter men in there when I go. Although it would be funny.), I’d have to say that most men do indeed hold their penises when they pee, lest they get the firehose effect. I couldn’t say for sure, but I’d be happy to host an open forum or perhaps man-on-the-street-type interviews about this topic if you wish. I’m all about science. One thing I can tell you with absolutely certainty, however, is that women want you to hold your penis when you pee, because otherwise we end up cleaning up after you, and this fills us with rage and disgust. Also, WASH YOUR DAMN HANDS after you touch your own parts. We don’t care how fond you are of your them. |