im blogging again to tell you about the woman i saw today in the skyway. she wore a brown corduroy jacket. purple corduroy pants. and purple corduroy clogs. it was like a corduroy tuxedo that was half purple. it needed to be put on the internet for the whole world to see.

it snowed a whole shitload here today. i dont like it. i thought winter was over, but because of it i didnt have to go to work. the damn bus just decided to not come. i was pissed but not really. i actually have something to post for you today. so of the great things said/overheard this weekend:

me: 'seriously. you have to turn the car. put down the mandolin'

sam: 'kate, there is a situation in the kitchen(from downstairs on his phone)'
me (in kitchen): 'scott, why are you laying on the floor'
scott: brian hit me (on the floor with a bag of hashbrowns)
me: where and why
scott: in the head cause i slapped him
brian: i hit him with my FIST

rob: i know how to get in a fight. im going to slap a girl in the ass who i know is with her boyfriend. then he'll hit me...you'll back me up right

look at me look at me. i blogged two days in a row. so tonight im going to a beach themed party, except by beach themed they mean not at all themed. no swimsuits because that makes the girls are crazy when they're drunk. so you're supposed to wear what...sunglasses? it doesnt make any sense. not that i think every party has to have a theme. i just dont get why youd make one and then cancel it. but anyway. nobody cares about that. it was 55 here today but its supposed to snow this weekend. i swear minnesota is even worse than wisconsin for shit like that. honestly. it's march, the snow should just go the hell away. and now im rambling. if anyone around here is going to be around st. patricks megan and emily will be up here.

i feel like i should post more if we're ever going to get enough readership to quit our jobs and lay around watching bad tv. so i've been sick like a damn outbreak monkey all winter. i was sick again all last week and the start of this week. last night i was finally getting over the most recent attack on my immune system. then i wake up this morning with my allergies going crazy. there is a small brightside to this at least...i cant smell the dead mouse in my wall. yeah. its really really gross. and now you're all wishing i would go back to never posting arent you?

i also got sucked into project runway this season and i can i just state for the record how happy i am that santino lost but how pissed i am that daniel didnt win. even if i didnt like his designs the fact that dan savage constantly talks about doing him makes him really hilarious to me. but i still liked his designs better dammit

so as demanded by bditter. here is a post. im going to give you a quick rundown of some of the better moments of detrie and emily in the mpls. the 612, if you will.

first, it turns out detrie likes to injure me while drunk. this started almost immediately with two solid kicks to my left thigh. she was barely drunk, just wanted to kick me. which i understand in a way, ive wanted to kick lots of people, but not generally people i like and havent seen in forever. i guess that's why im not detrie. she also tried to tackle me on the way home from the party the next night. luckily i am an excellent deflecter. she just bounced off me and hit the ground, putting a hole in the ass of her pants. haha, try to tackle me, you get beat down.

second, emily likes to share about washing people. i love hearing about emily's new job and what shes doing, but the enormous detail of penis washing is very very odd. i was happy to see she still giggles when saying penis though. i hope that never leaves.

third, we went to a frat party. none of us had done that in a very long time. now it doesnt fully qualify as a frat party because i requested the remix to ignition and they didnt have it. which to me, makes them unacceptable not only as a frat but as people, but that's a whole new story.

fourth, we bowled and played massive amounts of dead bed wed. if youre reading this and dont know the game leave a comment and ill make sure to explain, but we pretty much covered every damn person we met over the weekend or knew prior. it's always a good time.

finally, detrie is TERRIBLE at darts. i mean really really bad. she has also lost her beer pong skill, which is very dissappointing. we also got one of my roommates to kick the ceiling in his underwear...twice.

blogger wont let me post the graph i worked so hard on. im very upset about it and i know you guys are too. im going to keep trying and possibly do it over in a different way so maybe you can see it. im sorry for getting everyone all worked up, but i have a different surprise for you instead...a picture of sam-----dreadless!

so im working on a very top secret graph for the blog. i think it will rival any tegan and sara or gilmore girls graph. i can only work on it at certain times though so it may not be around till the end of the week. i just wanted to keep people coming back to see it. i hope everyone had a good v.d. i spent mine watching arrested development and playing darts. yeah, darts, i bought a dartboard. im cool like that.