tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55588422011-07-30T10:48:27.160-05:00Write On, MegsMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comBlogger14821100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-15912428330958626792011-02-09T22:41:00.003-06:002011-02-09T22:44:48.291-06:00Oh, hot damn, I really still do know the password to this blog. I'M THE SMARTEST PERSON ALIVE! I don't know about you but find it hilarious that Blogger still exists. If I knew how to fix this page so it didn't look so wonky, I would. Maybe I'd even start writing again. I kinda miss it.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-14969762206749428512009-09-26T21:28:00.006-05:002009-09-27T03:53:47.713-05:00Inhale. Exhale. :: wheeze :: Inhale. Exhale. :: wheeze :: So, I have pneumonia. After 5 days of hacking, coughing up nothing, gagging, and having difficulties breathing, my boss begged me to go find a doctor. Literally. I guess it was the 7th exclamation point that drove me over the edge to finally go get checked out. I got a new job the end of June and have been non-stop working, Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-40344676555048814482009-07-23T22:02:00.003-05:002009-07-23T22:23:56.873-05:00Back from Europe, but heading to the equally exotic Milwaukee this weekend for my 10-year college reunion. Fuck, I'm old. I remember sitting on my front stoop right around the time I graduated from college, thinking about what my life would be like in 10 years. So the fact that it's finally here and thinking about everything that's happened over the past 10 years is kinda making me want to Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-21920926447473686752009-07-05T18:17:00.027-05:002009-07-08T05:44:01.034-05:00What I did on my blog vacation. My blogcation. That big ass gap in time.I met a really nice guy Matt on my 31st birthday at Deliah's in Chicago. He's not much of a smiler in photos; and his lips do that thing where they are all naturally frowny, but trust me, he's a nice dude. Don't I have awesome "sex hair" in this photo? Yeah, too bad we were just at the park. No, we didn't do it Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-31071150823706113052008-11-04T14:38:00.002-06:002008-11-04T14:54:07.706-06:00It's Election Day! Finally! I feel like I've been waiting for this day literally since 2004 when I first heard of Barack Obama and voted him in as my Senator. I feel very lucky to live in the Chicago area and get to witness everything first hand -- many friends have said they wished they could be here today. I know it's a historic day, so I'm just trying to soak everything in - what people areMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-22871449389303596002008-08-29T08:58:00.002-05:002008-08-29T09:03:04.664-05:00Today, I reflect on a post that I wrote (quickly) in 2004.Tuesday, November 02, 2004Congrats to Barack Obama for blowing away crazy religious fanatic Alan Keyes for race to the Illinois US Senate. I'll see you again in '08 when you become the first black U.S. President. I felt lucky I even had the opportunity to vote you in today. You are amazing.Posted by Megan at 9:22 PM · Comment (0)I will Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-79772281893702081832008-08-21T20:47:00.005-05:002008-08-21T22:11:58.042-05:00Ok, so I'm sitting here watching female diving and I swear that little 15-year-old Chinese diver, Wang Xin's, leg is about the size of my arm. Of course she won't make a splash! It's hard to do when you weigh about 45 lbs. Somebody get this girl another cup of rice, please. This weekend, the guy that I'm dating, Matt, and I are heading to Michigan to hang out for my friend, Kat's birthday. Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-32069306138354652512008-08-07T06:27:00.002-05:002008-08-07T06:33:44.836-05:00So I'm somewhat at peace with Favre being traded to the Jets, and here's why:1. It's not the god damn Bears.2. It's not the god damn Vikings.3. The Packers typically don't play the Jets.4. My friend, Beth, is a season ticket holder to the Jets and a huge, HUGE fan of Favre, so I'm happy for her.5. Did I mention it's not the Bears?So, in conclusion, while I'm not exactly happy with the Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-32016002139072707282008-07-31T21:33:00.004-05:002008-07-31T21:39:32.758-05:00"Well, you see, when Brett Favre gets the ball he is going to be Brett Favre and throw that ball all the way to Sheboygan. Heh, funny thing see when I always think of Wisconsin, I think of Sheboygan. You know when you're in Wisconsin when Brett Favre is Brett Favre and Sheboygan. Yeah where you from? Sheboygan." - John Madden"I gotta tell ya, this whole Favre controversy is causing my angina to Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-53860116169988067952008-07-15T09:02:00.000-05:002008-07-15T09:03:29.640-05:00How bread was made in the 80sMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-44877398158670306772008-07-11T16:11:00.023-05:002008-07-11T18:09:10.353-05:00We're supposed to be out of work 1/2 days on Fridays, but I gotta stick around for something that starts at 5. No one's in the office, so how does one kill 45 minutes? Let's post some photos.Here's some highlights of my trip to Seattle & to Sasquatch Music Festival.Mmmmmm....spacey. Didn't know the Space Needle was actually erected (heh) for the 1962 World's Fair. It's pretty much what you'd Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-2351116878450157152008-07-11T15:34:00.001-05:002008-07-11T15:34:39.705-05:00To the person who found my blog by Googling "Wisconsin porn." I love you.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-52984742103952235022008-07-09T21:35:00.002-05:002008-07-09T22:21:59.417-05:00I am a magnet for the crazies.Case in point: I'm standing in the spaghetti aisle at my local Dominick's (a grocery store), minding my own business when this old guy comes up from behind me and breaks into a joke. Mr. Crazy: "Did you hear about the antennas' wedding?"Me: "The antennas? No."Mr. Crazy: "Well, I heard the wedding wasn't much but the reception was incredible." Me: :: Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-558711643818067722008-07-06T10:41:00.004-05:002008-07-06T10:51:51.039-05:00I may be biased, but if you lived or were visiting Chicago over the 4th of July, you were probably in the best city in the country. At least weather-wise. I packed up two cold packs, some Miller Lite bottles, and met up with my friend/co-worker/travel partner, Lori, at The Taste of Chicago for some live music. Oddly, we didn't have a thing to eat at The Taste. Something about seeing several Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-41514131858543219082008-07-02T21:28:00.002-05:002008-07-02T21:36:02.165-05:00I'm sitting here trying to figure out how Celebrity Circus ended up on my TV...and has stayed on for a full hour. But put Antonio Sabato Jr. on the "Wheel of Death" while James Brown plays in the background and I'm pretty much a sucker for this kind of crap. Oh god, now he's straddling the wheel of death. Oh no. No WAY is he now doing a headstand on it. TAKE THAT, WHEEL!I've been working a Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-43038726486400305822008-06-28T07:56:00.002-05:002008-06-28T08:07:24.093-05:00This morning I woke up, took out my organic milk out of the fridge, pulled out my fiber enriched Kashi cereal and grabbed some non-organic, pesticide filled raspberries out of the fridge. I poured the cereal and milk into a bowl and then threw the raspberries into the cereal. All of a sudden I remembered I hadn't washed the berries and stood there staring into the bowl for a little while, Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-63482643323811030022008-06-28T07:18:00.002-05:002008-06-28T07:55:28.653-05:00Ok, I almost forgot my password into Blogger. Last night, The Rockers invited me out to dinner at La Bella Bistecca in Forest Park (absolutely delicious & worth the trip out here, btw) and had a blogging intervention with me. So, over some wine and lobster creole bisque soup I agreed I would make a bigger effort to come back. Last weekend, I was in Lake Geneva, WI, with my parents and had a Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-60558804281558804182008-06-19T09:01:00.003-05:002008-06-19T09:52:07.465-05:00Hello internets. I wish I could say that I haven't been ignoring you, but...I've been ignoring you. You stopped working out, gained all this weight and I just can't take looking at the hair on your back anymore. Seriously, I can braid that shit. Okay, truth be told, I just felt like I was tellin' the same story, different day for 4 (5?) years and it got to be a little old. I was sick of Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-89637542478067187412008-05-28T09:03:00.003-05:002008-05-28T09:06:17.583-05:00Me, Circa 2003.I'm enjoying the fact that I clearly joined the conversation only to lip sync to this song. Needless to say, this was made after about 90 beers because Cody doesn't even remember making this. Also because I'm having troubles maintaining any sort of eye contact.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-89376483662985602008-04-27T20:10:00.002-05:002008-04-27T20:12:52.197-05:00To the Chicagoans out there...anyone going to "This American Life Live" this Thurs? Tickets are still available...in Bloomingdale. Let me know.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-26873583928764764402008-04-26T19:14:00.001-05:002008-04-26T19:17:11.114-05:00I was laying on the couch trying to take a nap, but then Jim Gaffigan came on doing his Hot Pocket bit and ruined everything.God, I love him.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-13397401425166032502008-04-24T09:41:00.005-05:002008-04-24T11:00:13.153-05:00Stuck in Texas for work. And not just any city in Texas, I'm in Hee Haw Dallas. Last night, my entertainment was eating at a steak place with "Texas" in its name, wondering if they had a steak I could order in the shape of Texas or the baby Jesus. Sadly, it had neither.Send for help.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-72041340609119182382008-04-18T23:27:00.001-05:002008-04-19T00:35:13.556-05:00This song goes out to the birthday girl, Thode, who turns the big 3-0 today. Wish I could be there to celebrate with you. 'Cause if I was, we'd be dancin' like this guy.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-21501123798834990822008-04-17T21:22:00.006-05:002008-04-17T22:59:49.759-05:00Like probably many of you, I grew up Catholic. I went K-8 to Holy Name School, and minus hating math, gym, religion class and 6th grade in general, I had a pretty good experience there.About once a month our parish priest, Fr. William Effinger, would come in and talk to us about...god knows what because sometimes I would feign illness so I could leave and hang out with the Principal's secretary Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-62237597671401867662008-04-16T20:26:00.003-05:002008-04-16T20:31:46.319-05:00Shake yo poak chops. Work yo ham hocks.You will thank me for this piece of cultural magnificence.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-80676749292741572232008-04-15T21:19:00.003-05:002008-04-15T21:37:41.118-05:00This past weekend, The Rockers invited me to the Elbo Room to see a Chicago band called Sunday Morning Chameleon. Carla and Ken have been talking about them for quite some time - since at least last Fall - but it wasn't until recently that I started hearing them get more play on the radio and remembering Ken saying back then, "You'll be hearing their name soon." Their songs are really well Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-16990341865343966352008-04-14T09:01:00.003-05:002008-04-14T09:20:33.711-05:00A film crew is coming into our office this week to film a portion of a documentary called "Typeface," where 'old school' graphic design craftsmen and international artists meet to discuss modern design and traditional techniques. Yes, I pretty much lifted that off of the film's website. Oddly, a large chunk of where the film takes place is in Two Rivers, WI, which is about 30 minutes from my Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-19246599963315849272008-04-10T23:06:00.000-05:002008-04-10T23:07:08.377-05:00Digging this video.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-9583329809704236062008-04-10T21:18:00.002-05:002008-04-10T21:42:24.980-05:00Online dating sucks. I mean, it's hilarious and amusing, but all-in-all, let's be frank. It's stupid.I saw a guy who I thought was cute. We exchanged a couple of pleasantries, and at one point he asked me what would be my ultimate vacation. I told him it'd be fun to rent a sailboat and hop between the islands in Greece. Chartered, of course. I'm not going to learn how to batten down the Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-70493140066113060012008-04-08T22:41:00.001-05:002008-04-09T07:05:01.483-05:00I kind of hate myself for knowing every word to this ad.Worst party trick ever.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-8297810566979244712008-04-06T18:30:00.002-05:002008-04-06T18:46:04.283-05:00Did you guys see this?Baby in India born with four eyes, two noses and two mouths.I don't really have anything interesting to add to this story other than "woah, crazy." But I am pretty fascinated when this sort of thing happens, and am happy to see that they're being treated as "gods" or "goddesses" rather than being sent on a traveling freak show through Kansas. The human reproductive process Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-66119030769442777092008-03-31T21:30:00.004-05:002008-03-31T21:55:22.142-05:00I'm sitting here watching a show on PBS about the history of Retirement, Social Security and the future of Heath Insurance and freaking the fuck out. I'm convinced there is no way in hell I'm going to be able to retire until the age of 132. I know my anger is misdirected, but I slightly resent my grandparents' and parents' generation for being able to enjoy social security that I'm paying Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-66424687804600186552008-03-26T11:23:00.003-05:002008-03-26T11:25:43.272-05:00Although not yet available in Chicago, I fly through all the other airports often enough that I'm considering purchasing the Clear card so I can coast through security. They even help you take off your coat and get out your laptop for you. Poshy posh!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-5675214907553006552008-03-19T13:02:00.003-05:002008-03-19T13:13:51.934-05:00Word.I'm heading to Seattle this May with a friend to check out the Sasquatch Music Festival. I've never been to Seattle so I'm looking forward to getting out there. The thing is, you sort of *have* to camp when you go to this festival because the closest hotel is many miles away and I personally plan on having a good time while out there, so driving is out of the question. So, we're camping. Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-72362016757187524072008-03-16T22:34:00.003-05:002008-03-16T22:38:44.746-05:00This is my friend, Aaron, who just did this fun PSA for Unicef. Listen up, Chicago..."I'm all about savin' the babies...and makin' 'em!"Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-30604288937905710702008-03-12T12:21:00.003-05:002008-03-12T12:22:46.148-05:00Sitting in the Detroit Airport watching a woman lovingly pet her socially inept lover's horrible combover. Generally hating life right now.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-69916251980814164462008-03-10T22:29:00.003-05:002008-03-10T23:04:13.696-05:00Am I the only one that's wondering what's the big deal about a couple extra prescription drugs in our water system? Personally, I could use the added incentive to drink more water. Do I taste a hint of Paxil in this glass? Mmmmm...sleepy time.I'm heading to Detroit the next two days for work, which incase you haven't read the news lately, is ranked as America's #1 most miserable city (for likeMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-72301583040013713562008-03-10T13:35:00.002-05:002008-03-10T13:39:49.793-05:00Remember I submitted a photo for Wally to be possibly included in a new campaign for Yahoo!? I submitted the one of him 'sitting like people' on the couch. Well, I'm proud to say his photo was picked and I actually had to sign a waiver for his likeness and image to be used. My favorite part was the waiver release form that says, "I hereby give my permission to (agency name) as Agent for Yahoo!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-17831607218290566632008-03-08T18:31:00.000-06:002008-03-08T18:32:36.799-06:00Garfield Minus Garfield.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-84657430500327548992008-03-07T16:13:00.003-06:002008-03-07T16:26:43.484-06:00I guess I can't be in denial any longer. Come back and visit us in Wisconsin some time, Brett. You were fun to watch and bonded many people together through the years. We'll miss you.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-45856055298049507142008-03-07T00:04:00.003-06:002008-03-07T00:21:47.822-06:00Hello ye fellow insomniac,I've been pretty busy this week, so excuse the no writing. I swear it wasn't because I was in mourning because of Brett Favre retiring, although I am pretty sure I'm still in denial about that. I was in Denver on Tuesday & Wednesday to help train 15 people who flew in from across the country. I still can't believe everything worked out so well timing-wise and that no Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-57483849224811207402008-02-28T09:11:00.002-06:002008-02-28T09:14:30.805-06:00My parents are currently on vacation with their friends from high school. They called me from their hotel on Bourbon Street in New Orleans to tell me that on the way they stopped in Kiln, MS, at Brett Favre's family bar (Lord), wrote my name on a bra with a fake phone number and stapled it to the wall.They are sooooooo going in a home someday.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-80786793197254150402008-02-21T14:47:00.001-06:002008-02-21T14:48:47.855-06:00Someone just called me at work and said, "Your job must be like trying to herd cats."It is.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-47472654140882018812008-02-20T11:24:00.004-06:002008-02-20T12:23:16.608-06:00I just sneezed twice at work. No one said "Bless you," but I still said, "Thank you" out loud, anyway. To nobody. I need to go lie down now.On a completely separate note to the Chicagoans out there - anyone going to The Dirtbombs show on Thurs. at the Double Door? Show starts at 9 PM. It's going to be Detroitalicious.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-85623558610633744242008-02-19T20:32:00.002-06:002008-02-19T20:41:31.799-06:00People of Wisconsin: I love you.My parents both voted for Obama via an absentee ballot (they're on vacation) and my aunt did a little volunteer worked for Obama in Eau Claire, WI. Everyone in my family but my grandma voted for Obama. Why does that not surprise me?(Grandma voted for Hillary. It could've been worse, I realize.)Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-62809065674530751422008-02-18T09:25:00.011-06:002008-02-18T10:21:38.623-06:00Starting to decorate my place a little more. Just bought these wall decals from Blik last night. And if I get sick of em, they're easy to take off or replace.I also found Ryan Berkley on Etsy last night and fell in love with his stately animal prints. Especially after I read his descriptions about the prints. Cracked me up."These two have been lovebirds ever since the misses walked into the Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-26159894065645320922008-02-15T09:55:00.003-06:002008-02-15T10:03:23.393-06:00On a much lighter note, here is a photo of me and "my" band during live band karaoke!Bust it!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-22213184139892348102008-02-15T00:42:00.002-06:002008-02-15T00:45:24.898-06:00Ugh, I am so sad to hear about the Northern Illinois school shootings. My former boss' daughter, also named Megan, currently is a sophomore there and while I'm sure she's okay, I don't know yet for certain. The ironic thing is, I remember my old boss telling me she wanted to send her daughter there because it was "safe."Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-52128954073638688382008-02-14T07:10:00.000-06:002008-02-14T07:11:21.642-06:00Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! I love ya, I love ya!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-22990233428844923622008-02-13T23:46:00.003-06:002008-02-13T23:53:43.457-06:00I just rapped Young MC's "Bust a Move" in front of about 100 people at the Cubby Bear in Chicago. After about 7 beers, you try and do that. Good luck."In the city, ladies look pretty. Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty. Tell a funny joke just to get some play, then you try and make a move and she says "no way. Girls a fakin' ... goodness sakin', They want a man who brings home the baconMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-28696264436661939142008-02-13T17:08:00.002-06:002008-02-13T17:10:00.976-06:00Going to watch co-workers play in their Bags League tonight. The fact that there IS a "Bags League" is amazing to me. I'm really going for the beer and live karaoke afterwards. I'm planning on bringing the house down again to Dolly Parton's "9 to 5."Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-26071344330371431792008-02-10T19:37:00.000-06:002008-02-10T22:48:13.900-06:00It's ridiculously cold here in Chicago. The kind of cold when the wind hits you, you groan, your eyes tear up and immediately freeze to your face and you wonder why the hell you didn't move to balmy Moscow when you had the chance. This truly fucking sucks.This weekend, my friend, Kat, was in town from Michigan. She's my girrrl. We had the pleasure of going out on another company's dime, I (ofMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-50794045829515783232008-02-09T10:32:00.000-06:002008-02-09T10:35:10.299-06:00It's Saturday, and I feel like dancin!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-664537928945465882008-02-05T17:13:00.000-06:002008-02-05T17:15:42.893-06:00Huckabee apparently won West Virginia. Why does this not surprise me? It's like 2004 all over again. For the record, if there were ever a "President Huckabee," I...I...don't even know what I would do with myself. Please reassure me this will never, ever happen.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-69252943043288242632008-02-05T10:43:00.000-06:002008-02-05T10:49:37.981-06:00It's Super Fat Tuesday!Go ahead, eat the entire bowl of chips and while you're at it, let your greasy forefinger gently glide over Barak Obama's name in the electronic polling. America thanks you.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-46118172466487343302008-02-03T11:18:00.000-06:002008-02-03T11:22:13.790-06:00If you went to see this movie, we're no longer friends.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-5734062297628537812008-02-03T09:05:00.000-06:002008-02-03T09:11:36.846-06:00Confidential to Couch and D-blogged: Sorry I pooped out on you guys last night -- exhausted, I konked out by 11:30. My apologies for the lameness.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-378610415541388572008-01-31T21:00:00.000-06:002008-01-31T21:26:44.188-06:00Watched the Democratic Debate on CNN tonight. No clear "winner" in my opinion, (which is fine) but any chance I get to hear Obama speak, I listen. I got a good laugh when he was asked to respond on how Democrats are often heavily criticized by Republicans when it comes to how they are going to pay for their health care plan. His response was something like, (and don't quote me), 'I don't Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-4339247870822382152008-01-30T21:43:00.000-06:002008-01-30T21:47:04.856-06:00Tonight I went on a date so bad that I got up during one of his outlandish and unbelievable stories and just said, "I gotta go."He will not be getting the Bacon of the Month club.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-81471058240074717082008-01-30T14:51:00.001-06:002008-01-30T14:52:39.035-06:00If you and I were dating over Valentine's Day, I would get you this. [thanks to Freakgirl for the link]Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-72774513624819527532008-01-30T09:44:00.001-06:002008-01-30T10:02:01.840-06:00If you live in the Midwest or have watched the news this morning, you'll know that currently we're experiencing an "Arctic Blast." It's currently 1 degree here and 26 degrees in Moscow right now. WTF, right? Don't even get me started.Unfortunately for you, I'm already started. I'm pretty sure the manufacturers of long underwear are communists living in Cuba or somewhere that they don't need long Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-86635133062265655352008-01-29T15:58:00.000-06:002008-01-29T16:32:46.566-06:00Last night, a friend of mine invited me out to see a comedy show in Chicago called "That's Weird, Grandma," by Barrel of Monkeys. This comedy troupe is different than any other troupe I've seen because of the fact that they take stories written by Chicago Public School Students (around 4th or 5th grade) and adapt their stories for the stage. The result is hilarity. Trust me on this. Go see Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-52236890880390727052008-01-29T10:48:00.000-06:002008-01-29T10:51:39.951-06:00This just came across company wide email..."Is your cat the next feline star? (um, yeah!) Does it possess unusual talents or features? This is an open casting call for all employees' cats. Owners, we invite you to submit your uniquely expressive and original cat images for possible use in a new Yahoo! IMvironment dedicated to cat lovers. We are looking for images that convey certain specific Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-10089656892561454352008-01-22T21:56:00.000-06:002008-01-22T21:59:20.274-06:00Ahoy from Cleveland!So, I landed here about a half an hour ago and I drove to the rental car place to pick up my car. Hertz claims they never had my reservation, so I asked if they had any cars available. They didn't. I strolled down the line of rental car companies, one by one, and NONE of them had any cars available. I have never been in this situation, so I got back on the rental car Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-91291319814996640212008-01-21T21:37:00.000-06:002008-01-21T21:40:58.687-06:00After a little over 3 weeks, my iPhone is FINALLY working. I wanted to hug Justin, the Mac store guy, but didn't want to completely embarrass myself, so he got a high five and I told him he just made my entire month. Did I mention he did it all for free, too?! I had such a bad taste in my mouth for this phone, but now it's all better. Hooray.Tomorrow I'm in KC again for about 8 hours and thenMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-89910146339721819592008-01-16T17:02:00.000-06:002008-01-16T17:25:25.023-06:00A couple of months ago, you might remember I went on one date with a guy who was the lead singer of an 80s cover band. He was ok, except he had a ponytail and I couldn't hang with the idea of dating a guy with a ponytail - remember him? Yes, I'm shallow, but you couldn't hang with dating a guy with a ponytail past 1989, either, so don't even front.Anyway! Over Christmas break he leaves me a Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-71613464256767841702008-01-15T09:50:00.000-06:002008-01-15T09:51:27.142-06:00Prepare to be amazed....Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-39953915848142307602008-01-15T05:21:00.000-06:002008-01-15T06:49:51.734-06:00Can't sleep.Sunday night, Betty R. and I went to see David Sedaris speak at Steppenwolf Theater. Love, love. I wish he wasn't gay because then my crush wouldn't feel so utterly...misdirected. He read (really, he was testing the crowd's reactions) from sections from his upcoming book that is coming out in June. It's focused mainly on smoking and the struggle giving it up. Possibly one of my Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-18033471166839253972008-01-11T15:17:00.001-06:002008-01-11T15:20:18.641-06:00I may have just entered Wally into the Chicago RedEye's "Most Beautiful Cat" Tournament. It's an NCAA-style bracket tournament where 32 cats compete. :: holds head in shame ::Please vote.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-92122558123655839382008-01-09T22:04:00.001-06:002008-01-09T22:10:26.407-06:00Tonight, my parents were in town for their 37th wedding anniversary (woah, i know). They invited me out to Art Smith's restaurant Table Fifty-Two (he was "The Oprah's" personal chef at one time) and it was super good. So, after this really nice meal I took the El home and here's #4,783 why I love living in Chicago(ish). I sat next to a blonde goth (odd, I know) who had a tablet, what I can Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-57675102962265204282008-01-07T17:44:00.000-06:002008-01-07T17:45:50.246-06:00Um, it is January 7th and it is currently 61 degrees and lightning outside here in Chicago. I'm pretty sure this is the end of the world. It was nice knowing all of you.xoxo,MeganMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-34741972219563511532008-01-03T20:28:00.000-06:002008-01-03T20:54:13.079-06:00People of Iowa: I *knew* I could count on you. Love, Love.PS. Mike Huckabee scares the shit out of me. Especially after watching "Jesus Camp" on A&E this past week.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-85161092782720914982007-12-31T18:45:00.000-06:002007-12-31T18:47:19.121-06:00Happy New Year, everyone! Here's to a great 2008 to everyone. *clink* and *mwah*Love, MegsMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-38366790284935093602007-12-29T21:00:00.000-06:002007-12-29T21:03:43.426-06:00After two trips to the Apple store, over an hour spent on the phone with tech support and a bagillion dollars later, my iPhone is still in it's box, not working. Sadness. I'm working on it getting the situation fixed, but it is contigent upon me winning a bid on Ebay, if you can believe that. Wish me luck.PS. I kinda hate and love you, Steve Jobs.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-91720382755903573282007-12-29T09:44:00.000-06:002007-12-29T09:46:09.126-06:00Is it part of local newscasters' job descriptions to have the worst sense of humor ever?Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-212778489165685032007-12-28T19:52:00.000-06:002007-12-28T20:32:44.075-06:00I finally got internet in my condo. Rejoice! Reason #4,578 why I can't wait for new TV to premier after the holidays: I can't take one more god damn episode of NBC's "The Singing Bee." This show makes my ears bleed. Wait, is that Chyna in the audience? My parents drove from Wisconsin the other day and we spent 2 days painting my entire condo. How nice are they?! My first "home improvementMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-46969596087105159592007-12-25T10:22:00.000-06:002007-12-25T10:23:13.209-06:00Merry Christmas, everyone!Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-21390315019854484522007-12-23T18:17:00.000-06:002007-12-23T18:24:14.728-06:00How handy. Here is a guide to dating me.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-28864722790694662112007-12-22T20:55:00.000-06:002007-12-22T20:57:40.859-06:00Made it to Sheboygan despite nearly 0 visibility on the roads today. Nothing can keep me away from paradise. Nothing.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-40443230407962392742007-12-20T14:04:00.000-06:002007-12-20T14:30:14.813-06:00My family had an exchange student from Norway my senior year of high school. It was all my idea, but I'm convinced my parents went along with it in an attempt to snap me out of my only-child tendancies before I got to college. Anyway, her name is Camilla and by the time she left, she was affectionately known as the "Nordic bitch" amongst my friends.My best friend, Liz, and I went to visit her Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-40178101664050736272007-12-19T14:11:00.000-06:002007-12-19T14:12:09.591-06:00What are you getting your bosses for Christmas this year?Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-29022527613277204322007-12-17T17:37:00.001-06:002007-12-17T17:53:24.814-06:00The weirdest thing happened to me this weekend.About a year ago, I went out a few times with this guy, Mark (not his real name). He was (to put it bluntly) an asshole, so we stopped talking to one another. About a month ago, a co-worker of mine, Tim, REALLY wanted me to meet up with him at a bar after work. I later found out it was because he wanted me to meet a guy that he thought would be a Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-15602745353316168492007-12-14T16:17:00.001-06:002007-12-14T16:37:54.680-06:00Chicago Mayor Richard Daley and myself want to wish all of you a very Merry Christmas.Notice how I'm slouching because he's like, 5'2" tall. It's cropped all funky because my full name was written at the top, and I just can't be havin' that. I started to make a list of things I love about the holidays, and realized quickly that most activities revolved around cocktails. You wanna see the list Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-81222494505367743662007-12-13T21:11:00.000-06:002007-12-13T21:21:52.210-06:00Yesterday morning while busting ass to get to O'Hare, there was a homeless guy standing near the entrance singing, "Stand By Me" for change. Not only was he off-key, but he burped while singing as I walked past him. If he had burped on-key, that would've been a totally different story. He definitely was not getting any money from me, but I should've offered him a Gas X Thin Strip to throw in Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-71743308512538112812007-12-11T15:45:00.000-06:002007-12-11T15:51:12.491-06:00Tomorrow, I'm supposed to have a flight at 7:45 AM to Kansas City. Incase you haven't seen the news lately, Kansas City is basically an ice skating rink right now. You can start laughing now. And then you'll feel really bad when you hear my plane skidded off the run way. Then you'll cry and be like, "Man, Megan was so cool." And I'll be up in heaven wishing they had reliable internet serviceMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-79583891122367360142007-12-06T12:39:00.000-06:002007-12-08T15:23:02.457-06:00Yesterday, I got into an argument at Caribou Coffee.This jagoff (my new pet name for him) is sitting there, reading. He happens to be sitting in the only spot in the entire place that has access to an electrical outlet. I was sitting at a table next to him, working, and my computer battery was dying really fast. Since he wasn't using the outlet and we could've easily traded spots, I politely Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-83323377974440554212007-12-03T19:40:00.001-06:002007-12-03T19:43:54.933-06:00In St. Louis tomorrow and Wednesday for work, incase you're looking for me. Today, I had to sift through resumes to fill an open part-time promotional spot we have, and one girl actually sent me a full body shot of herself in lingerie. I seriously only asked for a head shot. Another girl sent me a photo of herself with her dog in MATCHING OUTFITS and her boobs were practically hitting me in Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-10184963701689179842007-11-30T08:51:00.001-06:002007-11-30T09:11:03.110-06:00Despite the rumors, I'm not dead.I did recently go on a date with a lead singer of an 80s cover band here in Chicago. I met him while out for my friend Kelly's 30th birthday. The lead singer kept coming out in the crowd to sing and dance with me. Which I found to be a little strange, until he later asked me for my number as I was trying to guide a very drunken friend of mine into her designated Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-63169131046205338252007-11-22T11:25:00.000-06:002007-11-22T11:27:18.335-06:00Happy Thanksgiving! I'm in Wisconsin, about to go out to eat (ugh, I know) and our reservations are right in the middle of the Packer game.Seriously, I'm surprised the restaurant didn't shut down for the 3 hours to pay homage to his holiness, Brett Favre.Cheese will be consumed.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-41409019290173810402007-11-20T11:34:00.000-06:002007-11-20T11:34:34.537-06:00So I got tagged to do this meme. I've been tagged before but haven't bothered to actually do one, so here ya go. 1) I must post 7 random facts about myself.2) I must then tag 7 other people.3) I must send them a comment telling them that they have been tagged.Seven random facts for seven brothers:Some of you might know these, some may not. 1. I'm an only kid. 2. I have a strong, irrational fearMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-80158714846003787972007-11-16T15:47:00.000-06:002007-11-16T15:49:08.189-06:00Guess who just wiped out at work tripping on her own laptop cord?The Russian judge gave me a 10 for style points.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-10914597197846364782007-11-16T15:14:00.000-06:002007-11-16T15:15:18.345-06:00I might be the only person in America that could give 2 shits about Beowulf.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-15968372443402065612007-11-15T19:07:00.000-06:002007-11-15T19:20:22.165-06:00I met the Mayor of Chicago last night. I ended up wearing my jeans to the function because I decided Daley can handle it. When I walked into the room, he was standing in front of this fake city scape skyline of Chicago backdrop. His "handlers" were rushing people in-and-out for photo opps with him. It was like meeting Mickey Mouse at Disney World. Considering I was a good foot taller than him,Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-36821520517374473582007-11-14T13:28:00.000-06:002007-11-14T13:30:31.956-06:00A MySpace Blog post from our friend, Tyrone:Post titled: Fuck wit mah buick, ya fuckin wit mesum jealous niggaz slashed the tires on mah buick. they might has well called my mama out her name. if i find the muhfuckaz who did dat shit ima cut they muhfuckin throats. i coulda bin one of dem crazy azz crackaz all up here in Morton Grove an shit. they be comin out of dem whiteboy bars like bringer Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-76199279549129052392007-11-14T13:02:00.000-06:002007-11-14T13:04:39.385-06:00I was invited to a reception that the Mayor is going to be at tonight. I should probably change out of these jeans, huh. Daley's a blue collar guy, he can hang, right?Fine. I'll change.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-44239115055116018292007-11-13T12:53:00.000-06:002007-11-13T12:57:25.057-06:00Papa John's just announced that you can now order a pizza via text message after you set up an account.I might accidentally text Papa John's that I love them at about 4 AM on Saturday.Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-83100878125147489312007-11-13T08:56:00.000-06:002007-11-13T09:02:14.447-06:00Last night I was walking to the El when I was stopped by a homeless guy and the following exchange occurred:Hobo: "Excuse me, can you help me with some spare change?"Me: "No, sir, I'm sorry."Hobo: "Ok. Can I have your number instead?"Me: :: burst out laughing ::Hobo: (mumbling) "....make sweet love..."Me: :: laughs again ::Hobo: :: looks serious, and blinks ::Me: :: speeds up Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-73212078264476550612007-11-12T12:09:00.000-06:002007-11-12T12:16:56.914-06:00Dude, I think I gained like, 5 lbs this weekend. My friend had a cookie exchange party in which I made my famous Melting Moments. They actually turned out on the first try which I completely contribute that to my awesome new oven that actually tells you what the actual temperature is inside (this is in comparison to the one I had in my apartment in which you had to guess if the oven was Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-72115543534671564042007-11-10T10:40:00.000-06:002007-11-10T10:41:41.434-06:00At work. You know, because I have a cat.(just see below).Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5558842.post-69670563609375443612007-11-09T14:55:00.001-06:002007-11-10T11:40:56.913-06:00We have a cat litter client. I don't work on the account, but the clients were recently in town and someone I work with introduced me to them to as, "This is Megan and she has a cat." Not, "This is Megan, our Senior Account Executive who works on blah blah blah..." Nope. "This is Megan, and she has a cat." Scooping cat poop out of a box is on the list of my accomplishments. I'm pretty sure Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15794310818538066306noreply@blogger.com