ocg's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The last time, ever I went to that place..... Well, at noon I leave this pit of despair known as the Evil 'I' and head off to Bend for my free Bob Dylan concert. Yes, according to everyone I have an uncanny knack for winning tickets to events on the radio- I don't, really. I mean, yeah, we saw Jackson Browne for free, and are going to see Bob Dylan for free as well as get a night at the Shilo Inn for free, but that's nothing. It's not like I've won the $1000 like V or K here at the office did. Instead, I win tickets to see American Idols II (*gag*) for free the day K won her cool grand. Eh, you can't be the big winner every time. I still haven't decided if I am actually going to go to that one, I suppose I could, but only if I took a sufficiently sarcastic buddy along (the boy already voiced a resounding, "NO, I'm NOT going to that"). At any rate, I am a little apprehesive about going to Bend, because the last time I was there during the summer.... hoo, just thinking about it makes my nose itch! .... I stopped to smell a flower on the boy's parent's property and about 10 minutes later started sneezing. And sneezing. And my eye swelled up to the size of a baseball. And dripped. For hours. The boy finally couldn't stand the continuous pattern of sneeze, moan, *wipe the eye*, sneeze, moan, *wipe the eye*, and taped a big wad of tissue over my eye and gave me a coupla benadryl. I think he did that more to make me fall asleep than to make the swelling go down, but maybe I am just over-analyzing the situation... I'll be back tomorrow with the scintillating story of the Dylan concert... wish me luck! 09:03 - 7.23.2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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