the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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11:32 p.m. + 2005-12-13 = wishing i'd packed different cds.
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riding in a converted school bus across southcentral minnesota from saint peter to new ulm. we are going to the brewery, the Schell's brewery. which may be the oldest family owned brewery in the nation/world if'n Ynnling is indeed bought out [for no one is certain either way.]
it is our prize for winning bar trivia.
i knit the entire way and drink little.
school busses are a lot smaller than i remember from my childhood.
return to saint peter. i'm still sober.
go to wool shop instead of bar trivia.
buy wool for mittens and 6 1/2 needleset to make said-mittens. [[which will match the scarf i knitted on the bus.]]
return to bar trivia. team is larger than usual. don't feel like staying.
however, we do really freakin' well.
and continue to do so.
and end up winning.
leave bar.
snow everywhere.
roads are hellish.
at mum's now. sober as they come. feeling trapped and oh-so i'd-like-to-be-anywhere-but.
watching the weather channel, terrified i may be forcibly here until friday due to inclimate weather.
and it's not even a blizzard!
[[LAME!]]
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