good times!
all right, now that i've some sleep backing up my brain, i can relate all those good stories you have all been waiting to hear! :oD lessee... interesting happenings... on saturday night after work kati and i (for lack of something better to do) went to see 'mission improvable' put on a little resemblance of 'whose line is it anyway.' it was a much more crude show than 'whose line' would be, as the audience suggesting props and ideas was a bunch of college kids. for example, they had to act out masturbating with sandpaper, scuba diving with a chicken, and streaking with a leotard. it was all rather amusing, and there was one wicked cute guy, agent sliver is his 'code' name, pete for real. it turns out they have a website, http://www.missionimprovable.com, so i went to that to check this guy pete out, and they had a link to his "band's" website, kind of dorky, but you know, interesting- http://www.mynameispete.com. whatever. so i went there and added my name to the e-mail list, since it would be cool to know when the improv group was coming to connecticut or virginia again to check them out, and it turns out i was the first and only person to add my e-mail to the list. this guy pete e-mails me back, all excited and such... gosh, why did i do that? just my luck to be the very first person to find his website. *sigh* so this here is his e-mail, because i thought it was entertaining:

hey...
it worked, it really worked.

miss ashley,
I built that little
email thingy with my first
dive into the world of html
code writing.

and it really worked,
you made my evening.

you were the first to
run through the mynameispete
email thingy,
i wish i had a trophy or something for you...

okay, here's my offer,
I have more songs on the internet
if you can download them,
they're the tracks
from my CD, you should check it out.

you gotta follow the secret link, yo.

/melissa.html

don't ask about melissa,
it a long story with a lot of
cat hair and plunger damage.

if it doesn't work, please let
me know and I'll find a way to get
you a CD.
thanks again, have fun living in two cities.

-P ete

please don't reply to this e-mail,
i don't really know where it would go.


so yeah, that's it. and i want to respond, but oh what to say? you're funny but very strange? and the two cities thing... i had put simsbury and fredericksburg in the box. cuz i do live in two places. just for your info.

in other news, i found a cool new radio station, 101.5 (thanks to cleaning at work with music on), got boxed by my russian boss the other day (as in an empty box thrown over my head, grr), tried to think up an evil plot to get him back (latricia, my hot line buddy, suggested stabbing him in the back with a kitchen knife, i thought this was a bit too extreme), got hit on by a creepy cook, worked the salad bar for the first time in my life, survived a rush of five hundred people, and accomplished the feat of getting every kind of food we served that night on my shirt. good stuff.

and now i suppose i should do something school related. college is school after all. but why doesn't it feel like it?

current mood: chipper

current music: Our Lady Peace - Somewhere Out There