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Traffic was the suck last night; it took me 3 hours to get home. The funny thing was, after traffic I didn't feel like cooking dinner and I knew that Brian had a shitty day at work. I stopped and grabbed dinner for us, turned all our holiday lights on, and lit the fireplace thinking I'd surprise him when he got home. He walked in with flowers thinking he'd surprise ME since I was having a shitty commute home (I called him to warn about the traffic). Hee hee, gotta love irony! That's like, the 2nd or third time in 9 years that he's bought me flowers :)

I cut out the fabric for the last Christmas project last night. I wish I could think of something to make myself with the stuff (its fleece), its so cute! Here's hoping I can get sewing time in this weekend.

We ordered our ROTK tickets for Sunday morning at around 10:00, damned too much stuff to do! It will be a busy weekend, but its nice not having to worry about when I'll work on homework.

Fricken Walgreens sold out of the fricken candy can pens! I have to hit the others that I know of and see if I can find some (yes, I am that lame :) ).

I think life is all about balance, and I try to make my own that way, and help my friends when they need to find it too. Some people just obsess over minutue rather than getting out there and doing things that make a difference. This is all related to one joking comment on a mailing list that blew up into a huge discussion on labels and gender. I'm all for discussion back and forth - that's one of the ways we can learn about our environments and be better citizens - but there is absolutely no need for name calling, what does it accomplish?

Lately I've come to the 'laughing at people' points too much lately. You know, after you've seen so much silliness that you don't complain or get frustrated or angry anymore - you just laugh?

On a serious note, the Archbishop of The Archdiocese of Boston has announced that churches will be closed in 2004 due to lack of funds (they'll be announced starting in June). I'm curious to see which ones are the ones to go . . . it will be so sad if my childhood churches are no more. As it is its pretty weird that my Elementary School is an office building, the convent was turned into a school for acupuncture and the high school/junior high building is broken up into a head start program and classrooms for the CCD (the church still owns it). We shall see... Here's a link:

Regional insults

My co-worker was on her way out for lunch and asked if I wanted to join her at the mall. Since I already heated up my lunch and was planning on reading more of "Urban Tribes" I declined. She said "but we're going to the Ghetto-Glen Mall" :)

I laughed and she clarified further "you know, rather than the Queer-One Mall or the Scummerville Mall". I asked why the Chelsea Mall didn't make her list and she said "oh yeah, the one with the Market Basket". Yep folks, that the supermarket that Brian told me about - one time in his childhood it hit the news that two women got in a fight over the last box of Jello, in which one of them stabbed the other in the eye :)

(lets add to this note that my co-worker isn't a snob in the least bit - she is born and raised in Revere, who isn't cool enough to have its own Mall iirc).

Our city didn't rate enough to even have its own mall, either. We had Grover Cronin's (that was cool when I was a kid, and had the best holiday displays ever I think) but it was not so great by the time I got to HS. We called the Arsenal Mall in Watertown "The Trailer Park of Malls" since it didn't rate as well as those we'd go to when we *really* wanted to shop (Burlington, Natick and the old Shopper's world). The Watertown Mall, we didn't think of it as a mall really. Nobody shopped there, we just hung out with friends that worked at Strawberry's, played video games at Dream Machine, and bought drugs from the guy that worked at Bradlees and sold them to all the kids that hung out.

So what kind of regional insults did YOU have?