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March 31st, 2002

maybe i

ok, what in the hell am i thinking? buying a house? me buying a house. am i ready for such a commitment? do i want to move out to hutchinson? can i afford it? there are just so many questions. i don’t understand how people ever buy houses. it just seems so grown up and [...]

March 31st, 2002

i’ll use my hand

your body is a wonderland is up on the racy side of backwash.

March 31st, 2002

our house, in the middle of our street

the house next door to sister #2 is up for sale. stinky, the brother-in-law, might take a new job in eden prairie. sister #4 said she’d love to live in hutch and the three of us could carpool. i might buy a house. I MIGHT BUY A HOUSE. i am freaking out already. i haven’t [...]

March 31st, 2002

Dancing For All the World to See

There’s been a break in the time-space continuum. At least tonight there’s been a break. I’ve recently listened to Kurt Vonnegut’s “Timequake.” In the novel, Vonnegut writes about a break in the time-space continuum during 2001 causing the entire universe to rewind to 1991. During the 10 years of the timequake, everything is repeated exactly [...]

March 31st, 2002

chocolate bunny ears

hmm, i was gonna try and write something funny or sentimental about easter. but as i scan the old databases of my mind, i can’t seem to conjure up one significant easter memory worth sharing. yeah, easter isn’t really a great family holiday for the chromey troop. not that we’re anti-easter or anything. just sorta [...]

March 31st, 2002

and all the love my heart could bring

dancing for the whole world to see is up over at backwash. writing this column made me smile and smile.

March 31st, 2002

he got a love song that he made

i can’t sleep. of course it makes perfect sense that i can’t sleep. being that i got wretchedly, violently ill this afternoon and went promptly to bed upon coming to bed. this wouldn’t be so bad only i didn’t get home until like 7. then i woke up wide awake with nothing to do at [...]

March 30th, 2002

we want you to be part of a study

i just had the weirdest dream i’ve had in awhile. i was at this giant barnes and noble with my entire family. mom, dad, the sisters, the brothers-in-law, jaycie, max and the peanut. i’m not sure why we were all at the bookstore. that remains a mystery but we were all there and this barnes [...]

March 30th, 2002

m-i-s-s you much

today at work i was tooling around some old folders on my computer and i ran into some supery dupery old e-mails from like two years ago. i was reading through one of them and i suddenly ached inside. the e-mail was about nothing at all from a now distant friend. i suddenly missed my [...]

March 29th, 2002

don’t count any of my advice

ok gentlemen of minnesota and the surrounding areas. . . you will be happy to know that next friday is my last friday night of working at the bowling alley until september! you know what that means? that means that i am now available for dating type activities on friday nights. yes, yes, you could [...]

March 28th, 2002

all i ever find are cliches that don’t rhyme

darling ones, i love you. all of you. those who i know, those who i think i know, those who i don’t know. you, darlings ones make me explode with joy and my heart all giddy. i love you. that is all.

March 28th, 2002

if only you was lonely too, i’d go home with you

my pal joots just sent me an e-mail causing my heart to soar with pure, unmitigated joy. she just called camilla gibb canada’s answer to jeanette winterson. oh fabulous day! why? yesterday camilla gibb’s mouthing the words arrived in my mailbox. now to hear her compared to the unbelieve, heartbreakingly wonderful ms. winterson makes my [...]

March 28th, 2002

his hands on your american ass

happiness is: listening to the jodi cd while typing away on otto. eating jellybeans and trying to figure out what the surprisingly delicious mystery flavor fan e-mail laughing so hard at happy hour your throat hurts

March 28th, 2002

black sheets of crud

from james i got this dead-on review of bob mould’s absolutely wretched modulate (Dara will love this).

March 28th, 2002

853-5937

ok, i’m not retarded, really. 853-5937 is a song by the band squeeze. check it out. i wasn’t thinking of the 867-5309 song at all.