Saturday, April 09, 2005
Yesterday I went to go get a dog to be a friend to my other dog, Opie. I found one at the Williamson County Animal Control. She had a cool little story to go with her too, something about being shot at and raising a little of puppies in the winter without food or shelter. I adopted her and I brought her home. We all three played outside together for a few hours I then went to eat with my parents and came back to play a bit more. We had a good ol' time. I got in the house around eight and start my sorry excuse for a movie. Around nine I hear someone knocking on the door. It's my neighbor and she asked for me to bring the dog inside. I bring the new dog inside and my mother comes and gets Opie.

The dog woke up around seven and I took her for a walk. My mom brought back Opie. We let them out in the yard. As my mom pulls away the neighbor comes out once again. This is when she really starts complaining.

The lady was saying that she's already called the police three times and that they'll come out there. She also told us how she had used her life savings to buy the house for some peace and quiet. She said that the dogs didn't want to be outside because if they did, they wouldn't bark. She also commented that she had used to live nest to neighbors like us, and moved away from them.

My mom makes the point to her that we own our house too and that the dogs are outside dogs and they just moved to the house, and it will take some time for them to feel comfortable. My mom also asked when was an acceptable time for them to be outside, and she said never.

I will now like to write a letter to my new favorite neighbor:

Dear Bitchy Neighbor,
I don't know if you're aware of this but all dogs bark. They might not bark as much if you would give us some time to take them to obedience class (which we were planning on anyways) and let them get used to their new home. When most people buy a house for peace and quiet, they usually choose the country. Why didn't you? Our houses are thirty feet apart. Did you really think it would forever be quiet? You are an idiot. I really don't understand why you already called the police since you told me last night to take the dogs in and then I promptly did it. If you called them three times this morning, then you really need to have some more numbers on your speed dial. Your refusal to even consider an appropriate time to let my dogs out in the yard is crazy. I would have complied if you said not before nine or something to that effect. I would also like to thank your great assumption skills. You just know us so well to categorize us as "neighbors like the ones you used to have". If bringing our dogs in when you asked classifies us as bad neighbors, then we would like a list of what we can and cannot do. I hope a dog eats your face one day and then barks while you sit their and die.
Love,
Maribeth
P.S. You should have saved more, because I've seen your house and it's not all that great.

| Maribeth| | 2:01 PM|

Friday, April 08, 2005
Tonight I made a huge mistake, I started watching Spanglish. I have already watched more than an hour and a half of this crappy excuse of a movie, and I have yet to see a glimmer of a plot. Maybe this movie is too deep, or I'm too shallow, but this is a major suckfest. So, this rich family hires this spanish maid, and then she observes their self-absorbent pitiful lives. I want to stop watching, but I feel as though I must finish, so I can truthfully say that I've seen it and it sucks.

I'd like to give a shout out to my neighbor. Thanks for telling me to take the dog in, you better appreciate this act of kindness, because I'm not going to do it very often.



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| Maribeth| | 7:55 PM|

Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Got a letter from AmSouth today. They need to further investigate my claim. They said it won't take more than ninety days. That means for the next three months, I will be forced to keep money in that crappy excuse for a bank.

Good news: I went to PF Changs during my break and got my dumplings for free. They burned the first batch. Saved me a good six bucks. I ate them on the way home and the were absolutely delicious.

I also one a free movie pass to Fever Pitch. I had to go pick it up at this store in Green Hills. They sell free trade stuff. It's kind of like the Global Bazaar at Target, except the people who make the stuff are actually getting paid. I felt kind of bad about going in there to just get the tickets, so I bought some coffee for my dad and signed up for their email newsletter. The movie is on Thursday and I have class. I gave the ticket to mother, but who knows if she'll use it.

Totally made the bling at work. The cats love me.

| Maribeth| | 9:32 PM|



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history


foil ball was created many years ago in a middle room in a house in Nashville
two sisters were sitting in recliners, lesiurly tossing a ball made of foil to one another
little did they know that they were about to create the best game ever
they called the game "foil ball", and it was good

since then, foil ball has become the official game of Earth

kudos to these two sisters, the people of Earth thank you


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-a ball made of foil
-two chairs at least four feet apart
-a desire to kick some foil butt
-foil lasso (optional)
-foil hat (optional)


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-the foil ball must be made of foil
-the foil may not come from a roll of foil
-the players may not move out of their chairs
-the foil lasso may only be used as a very last resort
-the foil hat is only for looks, because all good foil ballers know, you
must be stylin' and profilin' when playing foil ball



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