So nothing really overly exciting has been going on this weekend...however andy (my former roommate) came up to visit. And my li'l sis Ariane came up sat night to crash here before she drove up to Detroit. So we had a nice dinner and then came home and watched "Meet the Fockers". That's most definitely a very uncomfortable movie to watch in mixed company. However i found it amusing. I still think "Meet the Parents" is better but...i just feel so sorry for Ben Stiller's character. The poor man just can't win no matter what. And i can totally sympathize b/c i've never had much luck with parents either. Something in my personality repels parents' of significant others away.

On sunday i went looking at couches, and i think i may have found one that i want. I need some help though making sure it will fit in my apartment. That's the bad thing about living alone. Sometimes you really just need some help...but there's no one there to help you. One time...i was putting on a skirt and zipped it up and what not. But when i came home and i tried to unzip it, the zipper got stuck. And there i am in my bedroom dancing around like an idiot trying to get this stupid zipper undone. And let's not forget the spider incident.

Germanfest started sunday and lasts all week. I'm super excited. Today is the weiner dog races. Although i was not able to enter Columbo this year...we're gonna go check out the competition...and we'll totally kick weiner ass next year. I can't wait! It's gonna be so fantastic. 48 dogs can race and this is actually the "Nationals" although i've been told it's just some fancy name. But...i wouldn't have just the fastest weiner dog in north east indiana...not the midwest....not even east of the mississippi...i would have the (insert loud booming voice here) FASTEST WEINER DOG IN THE COUNTRY!!!!!! (and the crowd goes wild) This is totally my claim to fame. Because of the race next year i'm gonna quit my job and be a fancy weiner dog trainer. Rich families will hire me to make their dogs fit for the race. :-)

So..i wanted to go to the German concert sunday. But once again...i got some wires crossed...and the concert was not at Headwaters park. I don't know what it is about me and Headwater's park, but that's the 2nd time this weekend i've made that mistake.

Something a little odd happened to me yesterday when i was leaving for work. I had just taken columbo for a short walk and i was going into my building...and this guy walks by and says "Ah...isn't he a cute little shit." Now...while i'm sure he meant that as a compliment...i just found it a little odd that you would use the words cute...and shit in the same sentence. Ah well...what can ya do?!

Well...it's time for me to think about getting ready for work. I've been listening to a lot of jewel lately...so i think i'll put some up just for inspiration.

If i could tell the world just one thing it would be, we're all okay
and not to worry cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these
i won't be made useless, won't be made idle with dispair
I'll gather myself around my faith, for light the darkness most fears

My hands are small I know, but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own and i am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes, it didn't steal your laughter
and heartache came to visit me, but i knew it wasn't ever after
we will fight, not out of spite, but someone must stand up for what's right
for where there's a man who has no voice, there ours shall be singing

My hands are small i know, but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own and i am never broken