You were a good man, Andy Kibler. I will miss you. I wish I could have had the chance to tell you how much you mean to me. Thank you for everything.

Ice storm. School closed. State of emergency. Super.

$225 down the crapper today. Well, not completely. But more than half of it was. The only plus side? I'm getting a $178 J. Crew pea coat for $17. Sweeeet.

I have seen plenty of gross bathrooms, but never one as gross as the suite bathroom here in Onondaga. Sick.

This stupid selfish bitch. With all that's going on in the world, she expects the universe to revolve around her.
"Dear Miss Manners,
I have been married for almost three years. My husband and I found out I was pregnant after his brother got engaged, but before they picked a date. They asked my husband to be the Best Man but I will be eight-and-a-half months pregnant at their wedding. Shouldn't they have waited until our baby was born to have their wedding? Can I ask them to change it? Please help. I am very happy for them, but I do not want to be waddling around at their wedding. What's a girl to do?"
I like Miss Manners' frank answer, but personally would have been harder on the whining bitch.
"Gentle Reader,
Waddle. You will look like the spirit of fruitful marriage, and that, Miss Manners assures you, is a lot better than looking spiteful. However important events in your own life may be, you cannot expect to reserve a season for them, during which there will be a moratorium on anyone else’s having important events. Lucky for you, because if there were, your brother-in-law could just as well claim that, knowing he was engaged, you should have postponed getting pregnant until his wedding festivities were concluded."
Now that's what I'm talking about. Chew on that, BITCH!
P.S. In case you didn't notice, the word of the day is BITCH.

Not a morning person.

turck17: i'm talking to matt's sister
Wendolene17: yeah?
turck17: she knows all about it
turck17: and she's been crying all day
Wendolene17: what does she say?
turck17: said becky was balling
turck17: that he tried to call 911 last night but they couldn't understand him or something and when they got to his house he was unresponsive

Worst Day Long Time

kingfisher72: did you hear about kibler?
Wendolene17: no
Wendolene17: i did not
Wendolene17: what is there to hear?
kingfisher72: my sister said he had a fatal stroke last night
Wendolene17: what?
kingfisher72: kingfisher72: my sister said he had a fatal stroke last night
Wendolene17: oh my god, as soon as you asked if i heard anthing i had the worst feeling
Wendolene17: so you're saying he is dead?
kingfisher72: sadly yes
Wendolene17: oh my god
Wendolene17: are you being an ass because it is april fool's day?
kingfisher72: no
kingfisher72: i swear
kingfisher72: i would never joke about this
Wendolene17: that is the most awful thing i have ever heard
kingfisher72: i know
kingfisher72: my sister is in tears
Wendolene17: i feel so weird right now
Wendolene17: like i should do something
Wendolene17: but there is nothing i can do

Unless you have had it and you like it, don't eat Indian food. My friend Joe took us to an Indian restaurant in Ithaca and it was the second worst restaurant experience of my life (the first being the time I was served a whole fish - eyes, teeth, tail, everything - in Costa Rica). I didn't know what anything was, so I ordered the dish called "Chicken Mushroom." I figured that unless the mushroom was raw or the chicken was alive, it couldn't be that bad. WRONG. I was presented with a silver dish full of a squash colored soupy substance with little lumps in it. The odor of curry was almost overwhelming. I poured it over my rice and put a spoonful into my mouth. It was like eating hot, liquidy, very spicy pumpkin pie, filled with chicken and mushrooms. If you'd like to think of it another way, picture putting heavily curry-flavored pumpkin pie, mushrooms, chicken, rice, and hot sauce in your mouth all at the same time. If that sounds good, you need to go on fear factor or something and eat some cow intestines. It was so gross that I could only eat about 5 bites before the smell started making me feel sick and the thought of putting another piece in my mouth made me gag. I'm usually not one to turn down food, and I like trying new things, but that was bad, and I will not eat Indian food again unless I am starving to death and someone has removed my taste buds.

Rabbits.

My weekend: Good times and some weirdness. Mostly good times. Will elaborate later.