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9/20/03 Today was the grand opening of the new San Diego Humane Society facility. It was a very tiring day for me. I worked the raffle booth from 9:30 am to 3:30 pm. We were the only table that didn't have a tent or some sort of shade, so I came home with a farmer's tan on one arm (of course the other arm does not match, so I look like an even bigger freak.)
9/18/03 So, I just wanted to let everyone know (like anyone actually visits my site) that I'm the head of the San Diego street team for the band The Big Pill. If you are in San Diego and would like to get involved, please contact me. I highly encourage everyone to visit their website: The Big Pill. They're a really good band and a cool bunch of guys.
9/12/03 Well- I've decided to quit my crappy ass job at Uno's Pizzeria. The management there really sucks. I just couldn't work there knowing that my managers were completely incompetent. If you would like to read my two weeks notice, follow this link: Take this job and shove it
9/8/03 What better way to start anew than with a tale of drunken debauchery? This past Saturday evening- Shvonne, Sara, Jennifer, and myself decided to pass the evening by inviting our good friend Mr. Jagermeister over. He didn't stay very long, and that made us all a bit sad, but Jennifer and Shvonne took a walk and ran into Mr. Raspberry Boones at the 7-11. We all had a grand time. We called a local radio station a couple of times- only identifying ourselves by "four liberal females" (by the third phone call, the radio station had given us the name of "the drunken jager girls) and requested a Pixies song that they did not play. Jennifer made some yummy lemon chicken and taught us that a bit of honey will sweeten the lemon- but not overpower it. After the disappointment of not having our song played, Shvonne found religion and began praying to the porcelain gods while Jenn and I snickered about how much better we were able to handle ourselves. However, the next morning, Jennifer also had a religious revelation that stayed with her the rest of the day. Mr. Jagermeister is still down with me, but I don't think my friends want him around anymore. Check out some of the pictures here: Mr. Jager's Neighborhood
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