so, i'm at jsu this morning and am going to the bathroom when i see a sign that says something to the effect of "don't drink the water bc there has been a busted water line and the water might be dirty". considering the fact that i wasn't about to fill up my big gulp with some toilet bowl water or turn my head upside down to drink from the sink, i find that sign to be a little misplaced. i needed to get rid of some water and drinking more water was not on the brain.

we have finally decided on a date: april 12, 2008. yeeeeeaaaaahhhhh. now all of you know when i will officially not be able to make a decision on my own.

i have been trying to figure out why there seems to be a demand for pet caskets. http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070424/ap_on_fe_st/pet_caskets;_ylt=AoF40Q9fZapvEFQPZE7Yxe_tiBIF
i find it haunting to go into my pet shop for oskar and find headstones. "here lies a man's best friend". damn! that's depressing. they are conveniently located at the end of the first aisle on the way out, so i have to see them while walking to pay for the dog food. so, every time oskar is hungry, i'm reminded that he is going to die (eventually). that sux. can we please move those damn things to the back of the building so only the people who actually lost their loved one has to see the headstones?!?! i love my little middle and don't want to be reminded on a regular basis that he will not live forever.

if that isn't weird enough, have you heard of the putt-putt course in the funeral home???? it is in the Ahlgrims Funeral Parlor of Palatine, Illinois. http://dethroner.com/?p=2470&akst_action=share-this

how fucking creepy???? who would want to play putt-putt in the basement of a funeral home when grandpa joe is resting 6 ft above you? isn't that a little basackwards???