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I never thought it would happen to me… September 7, 2010

Posted by jeneypeney in all growed up, freakin' weekend, sentimental stuff, weddng madness.
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At 4:30pm on Friday, September 3rd, I left my office early and set out to Rugby, North Dakota to visit The Actual for the long weekend.

The three and a half hour drive through the vast farmsteads of NoDak leave a lot of time for thinking. Between flipping through my iPod, cursing my Siruis radio, and weaving my way through construction I made a mental list of things I needed to do when I got back to Fargo:

Price out new tires… go grocery shopping… order The Actual’s birthday present… begin reading for my Athletic Facility Management class… get a jump-start on research for the second thesis of my life…

I finally arrived in the geographical center of North America and made my way to the only apartment complex in town. I grabbed my bags and trudged up to the third floor where my significant other waited patiently for my arrival – probably pwning noobs in Halo or rocking out to Beatle’s Rockband.

We did all our schmoopy hellos and began to tell him about the drive and how much I hated driving on Route 2 in the afternoon towards his place as it is an East-West highway and I’m driving west and the sun is in my eyes the ENTIRE TWO HOURS I DRIVE ON IT.

That’s when I notice he’s got that shit-eating-I’m-up-to-something  grin on his face.

“What’s going on?”

That’s when I finally notice he is holding something between us – right against my heart.

"Will you marry me?"

I guess I need to add “plan a wedding” to that list of things I need to do.

I have to be honest... the first thing I said was "Are you for real?"

PS – I will post the winner of my package contest tomorrow!

Winner, winner, chicken dinner! April 16, 2010

Posted by jeneypeney in freakin' weekend, giveaways.
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Well… you actually didn’t win a chicken dinner. But you did win a copy of Courtney Martin’s Perfect Girls, Starving Daughters!

Out of 26 entries, Random.org selected the number 11 which happened to be the entry number for:

Sketch!

Congratulations! E-mail me  with your info and I’ll send in out to ya 🙂

Thank you to all who participated! Happy Friday!

Friday Fishbowl Playlists March 26, 2010

Posted by jeneypeney in fishbowl playlists, freakin' weekend, music, pop culture, shenanigans.
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Anyone besides you lazy bastards that took the time to actually read my 100 Facts may remember my tendency to give my iPod playlists really stupid names that only I can identify.

Well, hookers, I have decided to share this gift with all of you. Whether you like it or not.

To help you gear up for the weekend, each Friday I will bring you a Mini-Playlist some ridiculous theme that is either already on my iPod, someone has requested, or has been pulled out of my ass.

This week is a “pulled out of my ass” kinda playlist.

So in honor of the fantastic weather everyone’s been getting (It’s supposed to break 50 degrees in Fargo! Yeeeaaah!*), here is:

The Fish Bowl’s Volume Up, Windows Down Playlist

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Honestly, who doesn’t hear old school Kelly and immediately turns the volume to max? Yeah, I thought so.

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This really applies to any Gaga song. Because she’s fabulously insane and her songs are deliciously amazing.

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I dedicate this to GingerMandy. But seriously, you cannot tell me when they hit the “Oh”s you don’t raise your hands in the air and scream with him. (…that’s what she said?)

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I know a lot of people hated this song, but I think it’s great to crank up. I mean – all the dirtyness of the original with a heavy bass line? Count me in.

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Can you have a Volume Up playlist without a little Jovi? For those who felt ‘Living on a Prayer’ would have been better – you can shut your face. It’s my playlist.

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*Sad that I’m excited for 50 degree weather? Why, yes. It is.

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Did you think my list was crap? Thought I should have used a different theme? Have a list of your own? Go ahead and shoot me an e-mail at jeney [dot] anderson [at] gmail [dot] com.