March 8, 2003

So this is my last post to Little Pink Stars using Blogger. I'm feeling pretty nostalgic right now. I'm a very sentimental person. Even though I know that there are better things to come, I still can't help but look back on the past and realize that it's never going to be the same.

Now let me say a few words about Little Pink Stars (Blogger version).

I remember when I set up my first blog. It was, in fact, the same one I am currently posting to. It's name was originally "Elastic Plastic", and I first got it to work at my grandparent's house. It was a simple blog, in a frame in my M*A*S*H layout. I loved M*A*S*H. I still do. But I really loved it then.

We had some good times. We had a lot of bad times. As recently as a month ago, I couldn't get blogger to work correctly. I probably couldn't set up another blog on Blogger if I tried. I am now using a blog program that I can understand (a little bit).

I will never forget you, Little Pink Stars (Blogger version). Although I may not post to you ever again, your archives will remind me of the good times we had together.

Love, Juli.

11:07 PM

Blogger is really not working for me anymore. So yeah, I'm installing b2 right now. This could take a while. Sorry, guys.

1:39 PM

March 5, 2003

In the past three days, I have thought of about twelve different websites/whatev I plan on making. I bet I never make any of them, because I am the laziest person alive. This is also a reason that all of my layouts suck.

WHY CAN'T I JUST SIT HERE AND DO WHATEVER I WANT? Is that too much to ask?

I know that I really should get off the computer, but who am I fooling? If I get offline, the only thing I'm going to do is read Sports Weekly until I eat dinner, and then I'm going to the library (finally!)

5:35 PM

Boo. The guy from my future job just called, and I have to go see him tomorrow to sign some papers. BOO. BOOOOOO.

I like not having a job.

5:32 PM

You know... I really feel inspired to create a JUST BASEBALL blog. You know, like, the opposite of this one...

Actually, I just need a place to blog about my Red Sox, a place where you will not read any of the following quotes:

- "OH MY GOD, SHEA IS SO HOOOOOOTTTTT!"
- "Dude, did you see Manny's hair?"
- "LOU, GET THAT CHEW OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!"
- "Don't quote me on this, but I think John Burkett's hair color changed..."
- "Man, Casey is the MAN!"
- "The Red Sox are losing to the Yankees, but DUUUUUDE, ANDY MY RIGHT HAND MAN-DY IS PITCHING!"
- "Pedro, stop whining!"
- "Did you see ______ on Extra Innings last night?"
- "Trot is really starting to scare me."
- "Wow, Derek Lowe is really tall!"
- "Tim Wakefield cuts hair in the clubhouse? AWESOME!"
- "Did you hear what the Rem Dog said last night? HE IS CRAZY!"
- "GOOOOOOOOAAAAAAL!"

And about a million other quotes that I know I've said at one time or another. I just really need a place to write where I won't act downright RETARDED. I think that would really help my writing, as now everything I write is so tongue-in-cheek it's impossible to take seriously.

4:53 PM

Alright, I broke down and read the Jeremy Giambi article. It actually wasn't THAT bad. This was my favorite quote. It's totally clean, I just thought it was hilarious:

What's the worst thing you did as a teenager?
We used to jump our bikes off people's roofs and into pools. I'm really surprised my brother and I are still alive.

4:32 PM

Ok... definitely clicked on this link looking for something else, but I think I like this a lot more than what I was searching for.

There he was, left-hander Barry Zito, standing on a table in public, dancing, shirtless, leading Tim Hudson, Mark Mulder and Jason Isringhausen in a rousing version of Madonna's Like a Virgin.

Ahhh, the images. And OH MY DAD, this is a great image, too:

The article featured a carefully posed photograph of the couple embracing, topless, and Benson's teammates later had some fun with it. Catcher Jason Kendall and left fielder Brian Giles both removed their shirts in a corner of the team's spring training clubhouse and embraced while Benson was discussing the article with reporters.

This is why I love baseball, guys.

4:11 PM

Dream job alert!

4:06 PM

Sooo... I'm back home. This does not please me very much. I got stuck in my driveway because it's a solid sheet of ice. I AM JULI, FOR GOD'S SAKE! HOW DARE ICE DO THAT TO ME? I can't wait for my mom to buy another car. So I will never be stuck at school for 7th and 8th periods, and I will never have to take the bus to school again. I won't have to drop off a car for my parents at work. I'll be able to go to the library whenever I want (don't even get me started on this). Life will be great when I have a car...

I guess that orientation for my new job is only twice a month, so I could possibly go like, another week or more without a job. I know I need the money for college and everything, but I have to say that I enjoy reading books and doing nothing a lot more than I like working.

Maybe today I could update my really really outdated links page. Or maybe I should just make an entirely new layout, including a new links page. Sounds good.

I totally bet that that never happens. I bet I never ever ever change this layout. EVER.

2:06 PM

March 2, 2003

Dear Rock-Queen Kids (if any of you still read this, which I doubt you do, but still):

Tim Spooneybarger has the same opinion on Creed:

Overrated? Probably Creed. They're good but every hit they got is like the same exact song. I'm not a big Bruce Springsteen fan either. I like Born in the USA, but I'm not a big Springsteen fan.

By the way, that guy is really, REALLY friggin' stupid, but I love him anyway. I'm nice like that. Or maybe it's just because he's so hot. Hmmmm.

11:01 PM

There's a way to go about things. I don't think you want to bring more attention to yourself than you have to. I always speak what I feel, but I just try to go about my business and let things take care of themselves.

Jeff Weaver is such, such a liar. Who talks like that? Not Jeff Weaver. Not anybody. But maybe a robot.

7:05 PM

Boo. It's Sunday, so vacation is over. We couldn't get a flight today, so we're actually not leaving until tomorrow and going back to school on Tuesday. So tomorrow we didn't have anything planned before our flight at 5:30 PM... but we do now.

I never thought this day would come, but my family is going to a Yankee game, and they aren't playing the Red Sox. CRAZY. They're playing the Blue Jays. I just want to see my guys (even though I know that Moose started today). And I want to see Josh Phelps. I have a fever, and the only cure is MORE JOSH PHELPS.

And then I have to go home! I can't believe that vacation is over! Now I have to go back to crappy old New Hampshire, with its 4 feet of snow and school. And then I have to work on getting that job. And if I already have the job, then I have to do it. Boo. I'm such a lazy whiner.

7:03 PM