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December 16, 2002
and with a name like nolan...
frantic shrieking! this is totally absurd but i am nervous over the fact that this guy named nolan from this hotel that i have to keep using for conferences is coming over this afternoon to give us christmas cookies for being such great customers. nolan! bwah! it's absurd. who's named that? it's so great! and i'm visibly agitated. on the phone when he was asking if we would be around today and if he could drop some off while he is out and about dropping others off, my voice kept going up and up in kind of a questioning disbelief that someone was actually going to deliver cookies TO me. that's never happened before. and i got off the phone and sat here for a minute before standing up to discuss over the cubicle wall (speak thru my cranny chink) the fact that cookies were en route with katie, who was equally surprised though very suspicious about how many cookies we would get. greedy. (no, not really).
see the thing is. i am easily fascinated by things sometimes. before going to college i was completely intrigued by the name sam macintosh. but thank god i got over that damn quick. (jab erica. [sorry].) and now. nolan treadway. plagued by curiosity. but i don't think i am prepared to MEET object of said fantasy. it's always a disappointment. always. then again at least it will be a disappointment tempered by cookies. maybe they'll even come in a pretty box. bright side.
updates on the hour as to how he hasn't come yet will be forthcoming.
why didn't i dress better today? at least i brushed my hair. why am i such a spaz? spazity spaz.
in other news. i got tickets to the midnight premiere of LOTR. i am sooo excited! and so pre-spaz as i am spazzy in all aspects of my life.
and you know what's a treat? forcing the birthday girl (jolie) to take to the stage of a drag queen christmas show, put on a wig and feather boa, and lip-sync to 'ru paul the red nosed reindeer." sadly she did not win the plastic tiara. but a damn fine show it was all the same. now if only the cable for my digital camera would work (yes gene, it was right there the whole time. but you know what? erica-shaped pipe cleaners are still going to float).
Posted by michele at December 16, 2002 12:42 PM
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my little tiny small baby cousin is named nolan.
also, there is nolan ryan the great baseball player.
spazzy mcspazerton.
LOTR! woo!
Posted by: didofoot at December 16, 2002 01:03 PM
I’ll be at the midnight Metreon showing with The Monkees. Will you be there too?
Would you like to join us before that for a party party at 111 Minna Gallery ( http://www.111minnagallery.com/ )? It should be fun fun.
Posted by: brian at December 16, 2002 01:47 PM
naw, we’re going to the phill showing. and my beforehand party will be a three hour english final. there WILL be monkeys there though, or anyway my simian teacher.
Posted by: didofoot at December 16, 2002 01:57 PM
Posted by: jason at December 16, 2002 03:41 PM
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Posted by: Nuala at December 16, 2002 03:53 PM
Posted by: michele at December 16, 2002 04:08 PM
coookkiiiees!!!!
nolan appears to be MAYBE 20. hoo-boy. how the hell do these people get to be sales managers so young? fucking insane.
hwee. he gave me cookies. mmmm munch munch cookies.
knock knock spaz.
Posted by: michele at December 17, 2002 12:00 PM
Posted by: Nuala at December 17, 2002 12:36 PM
those dumb butter cookies. you know the ones that come in shapes like pretzels with the big sugar chunks? i ate several already.
Posted by: michele at December 17, 2002 12:49 PM
p.s. i like your picture, miss nuala. (on the ch home) but i also say, ack! nuala already put up a picture! i want a picture!
Posted by: michele at December 17, 2002 12:50 PM
oh my god, i hate those butter cookies. it’s like they somehow mixed ass and sadness together into dough and shaped it into a pretzel and covered it with granulated sugar. they are an abomination to humanity.
Posted by: capt. negativity at December 17, 2002 04:14 PM
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Posted by: michele at December 17, 2002 09:23 PM
Posted by: michele at December 17, 2002 09:24 PM
ha! it was i, holohan, all along.
they wouldn’t let me into kellyclarkson.com without that i signed up for a kellyclarkson.com e-mail address, and then when i did they told me that it was under construction. i was hoodwinked. hoodwinked, i tell you!
that girl, you know, she looks just like an olsen twin. it’s disturbing on no less than four levels.
Posted by: breast fondolero at December 17, 2002 10:27 PM
Posted by: Nuala at December 18, 2002 08:37 AM
hwee! i miss coachella!!! AHHH!!!! FIRE WOMEN!!!! with the squishy boobs and the ass poking.….hur. and the flinging of the on fire shopping carts. ahhh coachella…
Posted by: michele at December 18, 2002 08:43 AM
holohan- you are disturbing on no less than 5 levels.
1. knowing who the olsen twins are.
2. signing up for kelly clarkson.com
3. wanting to sexually assault kelly clarkson.
4. wanting to sexually assualt the olsen twins.
5. wanting to sexually assault that stamos guy.
don’t deny numero 5. don’t even try.
Posted by: michele at December 18, 2002 08:46 AM
I KNOW Nolan. He’s from Michigan and I went to college at Michigan STate University with him. Great guy…and he is 25 years old.
Posted by: ADC at May 13, 2004 07:20 AM