no, it wasn't another freaky hiatus, it was just me getting caught up in life for a few days.

i . . . umm . . . did . . . STUFF! Yeah! i did stuff on Monday.

and there was supposed to be walking on Tuesday instead of Wednesday but Rachel had a puppy emergency and couldn't come so Roni and i went to Mom's for bratwurst. quit looking at me like that. i only ate one. with out the bread. only some mustard and a few Pringles. and a wild cherry Pepsi. oh, shut up!

then we had laundry to do on Wednesday so we did that while be-bopping around Mom's and The Ronica tried to learn the two- and three-step but failed so we be-bopped some more o the oldies and classic rock along with a little alternative.

after all this wildly fun and funky activity we met Farmer Crusty out at her place and had dinner at CiCi's Pizza. oh, stuff it! i had a salad, two small bits of the non-cheesy-ist cheese bread i have ever seen and a thin slice of the apple strudel pizza that will forever call me back to that horrific den of poseur-Italian iniquity.

i love all things apple. go figure. i used to have such an apple obsession that i would choose them over chocolate. crazy, huh? i also loved camping and never slept in a tent preferring a sleeping bag on top of a tarp that could double as an impromptu lean-to in a rain storm. i can only say i must not have been in my right mind. i have gotten over the chocolate thingy and i haven't been camping in years. i think at this point i would need two sleeping bags and a real tent. i hate bugs that bite. bugs that bite love me. therein lies a great war, waiting to happen.

i picked up the bikes from my parents tonight so that The Ronica and i might have something physical to do together. here's to hoping.

0 wishes were granted tonight!

confessed on Thursday, Jul. 17, 2003