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couple add ons to the xmas list for late shoppers. Still never got that fat head of me eating a chili dog. Also want one of those slap chop things from the infomercials. I'd also like to build a bar in my basement but can't find anything on the internet that tells you have to do this. I can't create things with my mind. I need some sort of plan, so if you find something that's doable let me know. Just want to put up a standard bar. No plumbing or power or anything.

No one ever told me how to copy pictures on on a mac yet.

Katie and I are having a bunch of people over for the packer bear game tomorrow. Just made an enormous pot of chili for everyone. I provided the chili, they can provide everything else... I hope. You won't get any predictions from me. I love football sundays, they are the most relaxing/entertaining days ever.

Anyone ever watch the nfl network? It's terrible. All they do is show old football games. Then they have sterling sharpe and joe theisman talk for an hour, then they show more old football games. Who watches football games over again? I've never even rewatched the packer super bowl win. It's got to be terrible when you know exactly what's going to happen.

I listened to a Dave Matthews CD today and he said something about being 23 in it. Then I was thinking, man I was like 14 when I liked this song. Then I was thinking damn, I'm 27 now. So I enjoyed that lyric when being 23 was 9 years away... Now 23 was 4 years ago. Probably makes no sense to anyone but that shit freaked me out.

God I am so sore from going to the gym the other day. I intentionally did really light weights forseeing the possibility of horrible soreness but I'm still in incredible pain. It's so bad that I think it makes my whole body sick... That or all those miller lites I drank after work yesterday.

My cat is trained to keep away from our christmas tree 23 hours and 59 minutes of every day. He only likes to jump into the thing and knock of ornaments at 8:00 AM every day. Then I come down stairs to spray him with the spray bottle and he hides under the dining room table. I move chairs to get him and then he runs away again. When I finally grab him I put him in the basement and shut the door. He meows for 5 minutes then realizes what he's done. Then I go back to bed. That is how I spent the past 4 mornings.

I hate cleaning the house for company when I know the company is just gonna trash the house again tomorrow.

One thing I hate about the holidays is the horrible Kay/Jared jewelry commercials.

That's all the random junk my brain can spew out at the moment.