{"id":288,"date":"2006-09-20T23:00:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-21T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/default.asp?n=519"},"modified":"2006-09-20T23:00:00","modified_gmt":"2006-09-21T06:00:00","slug":"rushrushrush","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/?p=288","title":{"rendered":"rushrushrush"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.<\/p>\n<p \/>Seriously! I haven&#8217;t had time to think or breathe or attend to most normal personal-hygiene rituals lately, much less post. But I am alive, I am extremely well, and I am here today with yet another bulleted list encompassing the last week-and-a-half. Eek!<\/p>\n<p \/>\n<ul>\n<li>Last Tuesday: Town Talk with Jumi, Cindi, and Peter.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Wednesday: Brit&#8217;s, a roundabout, ridiculous trip to Eagan with Cindi piloting a minivan, and then Keegan&#8217;s with Bill.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Thursday: What? Could it be Town Talk again? I may want to marry that place.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Friday: happy hour at Brit&#8217;s, then Matt took me to the airport. Our flight was delayed an hour. We were airborne after 11pm, in a plane with nonworking air conditioning. They said something about attaching portable a\/c to it, so all I could picture was a window unit stuck in the side of the airplane. I slept most of the flight.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Stephanie and I arrived in Denver and picked up our car at 1:30am. It was a gold PT Cruiser. We cursed him, then named him Poontang. We got to bed around 3am.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Saturday morning: we drove Poontang up to Estes Park and got our hikin&#8217; in the Rockies on. Over 8,000 feet, we encountered a snowstorm! It was awesome, if freezing. I had to buy a fleece.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>The altitude? Even harder than in New Mexico. But my god, the Rockies are amazing. <a href='http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/queen_of_subtle\/sets\/72157594291770505\/' target='out'>Check out the photos<\/a>.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>We totally stuck around to see the elk gettin&#8217; it on at dusk. So funny.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Sunday: brunch at Tom&#8217;s Diner in Denver. I fell in love in an instant.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>We drove around and saw the city, then headed to Pepsi Center. Why? To see the Dalai Lama.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>It&#8217;s hard to explain what it&#8217;s like being in the same building with him. I started crying the second he walked out on stage. He&#8217;s such an amazing combination of absolute serenity and goofiness. I loved him. It was over way too soon, but I feel like his insights and just the memory of being there are going to stick with me forever.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>We wandered downtown and found ourselves in the middle of Oktoberfest in Larimer Square.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>&#8230;shots of Jagermeister, polkaing, and a tshirt that reads <i>polka like you&#8217;ve got a pair<\/i>. I intend to wear it to Gasthof&#8217;s.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Halfway-to-St-Patrick&#8217;s-Day at the Pour House. We met a bunch of dudes from Wisconsin and ended up having a singalong to <i>Don&#8217;t Stop Believin&#8217;<\/i> with the entire bar. It was perfect.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Very late dinner, and a very sleepy return to the hotel.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Monday: we went to Colorado Springs to see the Garden of the Gods, and do some more hiking. Reference above pictures. It&#8217;s gorgeous.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>The hockey arena (for Stephanie&#8217;s WCHA-pride&#8217;s sake), the ProRodeo Hall of Fame, and Shepler&#8217;s, where I bought some superhot urban cowgirl boots. You know how I know they&#8217;re awesome? Gay boys love them.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>We returned to the airport for our flight at 6:30 on the same unairconditioned plane. Dear Northwest Airlines: you had an entire weekend to fix that thing. Hello?\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Wendy dropped me off at home, and I hopped in the car to go to work. I got home after 12:30am. I may have been a little angry.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Tuesday: lunch with Chele, ran into Sully, Moxie (heart), Town Talk.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Wednesday: took Chloe to the vet, because she&#8217;s gotten skinny. They tell me she has hyperthyroidism! My poor old kitty. But I just have to give her thyroid medication and she&#8217;ll be fine. She&#8217;s in otherwise good shape, even if Chiva doesn&#8217;t know who she is now that she returned smelling like OTHER CATS.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Kaye made dinner, we watched <i>Fear and Loathing<\/i> (since we&#8217;re hopefully going to Vegas in January), then we went to the Nascar Bar. We meant to only go for a bit for the amusement factor, but it ended up being hysterical, and Bill stopped by as well.\n<p \/><\/li>\n<li>Today: Work became slightly less painful. It&#8217;s been vastly frustrating for the past week. I am very much looking forward to this evening, but I guess you&#8217;ll have to wait to hear about that. Hopefully not for another nearly-two-weeks, though. Promise!\n<p \/><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p \/>Happy Thursday, dudes. And hooray for camping this weekend!<\/p>\n<p \/>Jenni<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. Seriously! I haven&#8217;t had time to think or breathe or attend to most normal personal-hygiene rituals lately, much less post. But I am alive, I am extremely well, and I am here today with yet another bulleted list encompassing the last week-and-a-half. Eek! Last Tuesday: Town Talk with Jumi, &#8230;<a class=\"post-readmore\" href=\"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/?p=288\">read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-288","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/po9qt-4E","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/288","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=288"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/288\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=288"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=288"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=288"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}