I returned to my room to find:
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: i love you!
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: ooops
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: lol
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: sorry
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: wrong window
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: meant that for my boyfriend
[12:41] Kelsey Pyne: haha
Monday, November 21, 2005
Monday, November 14, 2005
Another weekend of life

What a great time. Friday, I spent some awesome time hanging out with oh, the coolest people in the universe. Tim, Kev, Claire, Terry, Diana, the marvelous and talented Sarabeth and I watched Sin City. I must confess, it was a pleasure having Tim on board because he was able to cue us in for the “avert-alerts” for the 2 nud scenes. We had originally planned to watch it at Tim’s house but since there were so many of us, Tim’s dad got kind of scared and told us all to go away. This is acceptable, because it was his birthday. This brought to mind a fabulous idea. Throw a surprise party for someone and arrange for all the party guests to be people that the birthday boy doesn’t know. That would be a true surprise party. We then went to Claire’s house, because she lives right down the street.




It’s weekends like these that let you know you’re alive.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Stared and startled

As usual this morning I was woken by my roommate kicking the bottom of my bed (as opposed to normal humans that have the luxury of actually hearing their alarm clock). Normally I would snooze the alarm clock, roll over and enjoy the next 10 minutes of peace. This morning was different. Something absolutely amazed me about the alarm clock. I hit the snooze, turned over and stared at the electronic waking device. I marveled at its purpose and thanked it for every moment it granted me silence. I stared at the impossibly slow changing digital numbers until the sound it emitted startled me beyond understanding, as only a true non-morning person can understand. Quite interesting is the human mind. Makes me wonder if mine is broken.
Random Quote left on my voicemail:
"Three is gay, so just remember, technology in the hands of the human race is like a barrel of wine in the hands of an alcoholic." -Probably Intoxicated Chris Brown
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