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[11 May 2005|04:44pm]
If you still read this, I've started a new journal, which can be found here:
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[19 Apr 2005|05:53pm]

Your Linguistic Profile:

40% Dixie

40% General American English

20% Yankee

0% Midwestern

0% Upper Midwestern

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[23 Feb 2005|12:16am]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | Tift Merritt-"Bramble Rose" ]

my pet!

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[09 Feb 2005|12:46pm]
James: This country is going to hell in a handbasket.
Ckt: It's because of all these fucking Republican bastards...oh hello, Jon.
Jon: Hello dear.
Jackson (laughing): That was perfect timing.
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[08 Feb 2005|01:15pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]
[ music | Tift Merritt-"Tambourine" ]

First day back at work sucked--I was in such a horrible mood, and I get there and my desk is all cluttered, my box is full, crap was everywhere--it was so annoying. So I was such a bitch to people. How do these people work when I'm on vacation? Scott came up to me and said "what's wrong" and I was like nothing, so he cornered me as I was going into my office and grabbed me and was like gonna hug me until I told him why I was pissed. I was like "get off of me, you freak"--but then I ended up talking to him for like 15 min and he made me feel better. What a good ex boyfriend he is. Sometimes. Jackson said he missed me while I was gone, well he knows how to use the phone. I was mean to him too, until he grabbed me and started dancing--ok so he promised to take me dancing--which I hate, hahaha. Sucker. I took him for a ride in the new car though, he's still a sweetie, I suppose. And Matt was on pins and needles when I got home though b/c he thought I lost my bet with him..which I did not, and he admitted he's wanted to break his like 75 times. HAHAHAHA I'm so gonna win.

Matt just called on his lunch break on the first day of his new job--must be nice to get that long luxury lunch. Pooh. Sounds like he is going to enjoy it. I hope he does.

I'm so tired, I'm glad in a way I'm closing tonight cos I got no sleep--talking to the cute boy Nathan until 330am will do that to you.

Brrr this silly rabbit is cold ;)

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[06 Feb 2005|11:46pm]
[ mood | blah ]

Sonya and Roger's Super Bowl party was pretty fun, though I was kinda out of it. So I drank beer. Anyway, so yeah, I brought Devon's dip and it was yummy...Roger grilled hamburgers and we had a bunch of snacky food too. Good to see Binx and Dylan too...and I got to play with Blue the entire time, so we bonded. She is such a pretty dog and she's so smart.

A commercial for that Simple Life/Paris Hilton show came on, and Dylan like woke up, sorta out of nowhere and goes, really angrily: There is no one in this world I want more to have crap and shit spilled on them than those two. They are vile, disgusting whores! hahaha we all burst out laughing. And they were showing all these celebrities at the game, like John Travolta, Bill Clinton and they showed Jeff Gordon and I go "OMG JEFF GORDON YAYAYAYAY!" and the room got silent and one of Roger's friends goes "Jeff Gordon is the Antichrist" so I shut up.

Ugh, work tomorrow. Blech.

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everyone's saying different things to me [06 Feb 2005|05:16pm]
[ mood | cranky ]
[ music | Zero 7-"In the Waiting Line" ]

I babysat Claire and Carson yesterday evening; they are such cute kids. Claire made me a valentine before I got there that has a picture of me and her and then on the back it says "I love you Courtney! Love Claire". So we made more valentines, played My Little Pony, watched Ninja Turtles and Kiki's, and went to the playground. And then Catherine and Jaime brought pizza and zuccotto cake from Maggiano's for dinner. Mmm...

I watched The Grudge, and it really was one of the worst movies I've seen in a loooooong time. But I redeemed myself with Ray--Jamie Foxx is amazing. Fantastic movie.

I have to go back to work tomorrow, and in a way, I dread it, but in a way, it will be nice to be back on schedule, I guess. Especially because I'm really frustrated with all my friends, I guess it's frustration or maybe disappointment, I dunno. Both. Everyone is just making me ill and irritable. I just want to get in my car and drive.

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[05 Feb 2005|11:28am]
[ mood | amused ]

I like having drunk one-sided conversations with Justin while I'm asleep.

topoking (1:46:54 AM): but in other more important news
topoking (1:47:02 AM): new whiskeytown shirt?????
topoking (1:47:14 AM): where the hell did yo uget that shit?!?
topoking (1:47:37 AM): I mean we both know I need and want one so you had better not be holding out on me
topoking (1:48:01 AM): because in just 8 hours time I could be in Raliegh and be taking that shirt from you
topoking (1:48:14 AM): which would leave u naked
topoking (1:48:30 AM): which might lead me to do things we woulod both later regret
topoking (1:48:58 AM): but than again....I would probably be sober by the time I got there so I would just take the t-shirt
topoking (1:49:01 AM): grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

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[04 Feb 2005|10:57pm]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | Frou Frou-"Let Go" ]

I am so tired, but a good tired, I mean, driving and shopping all day really wears you out. Hahaha. So yeah, Matt and I went to Charlotte today--I picked him up in The New Car yeah baby and we ran by the store, told Ruishon we'd get her a keychain from the wedding chapel after the ceremony..hahhaha. Matt came up with the good idea of eating at Steak n Shake in Burlington (oh, Eric K) and it was yummy. The closer we got to Charlotte, Matt kept trying to find cheap motels where, according to him, we could spend our honeymoon. HAHAHA. I said "better have two beds in the room". We got to Concord Mills and it was ok i mean, nothing special. I was trying to be conservative--Matt was like "you're not buying anything yet!" but that lasted maybe 10 min cos by the time I got to the 2nd store (Banana Republic), I had my hands full of things to try on--so I just bought a skirt there, and then a sweater at Gap to match the skirt, a layering tee from Old Navy to match my new Whiskeytown shirt, and some new Skechers--they are the bomb. Matt saw them and was like "you gotta get these" cos they were pink and black--so Ckt.View them here Matt decided to get some dress pants (even though he swore he wasn't gonna spend money) but they were cute on him. So I spent less than $100, I thought I did very well! Matt thought we should go into Charlotte and go to South Park to kill time since it was rush hour, but we couldn't find it and ended up just driving in a big circle. Then we thought we'd go to G'boro and Four Seasons, but we couldn't find that either. So we ended up back near his place and ate at Bob Evan's. Meh. But really, I had a loverly time with Matty--one of the best in a long time--we talked about a lot of stuff and our bet--which I am SO gonna win and I really love the kid, though he drives me crazy. He's my bestest little bro.

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lie to me, like i lie to you [03 Feb 2005|11:06pm]
earlier tonight, i was saying goodbye to matt b/c i had to run to the drugstore. his response:
MattIsASuperStar (7:33:36 PM): i thought you weren't gonna see jackson anymore

not funny!
i'm still gonna win our bet.
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Ode to Duffy [03 Feb 2005|09:49pm]
[ mood | nostalgic ]
[ music | Cake-"Never There" ]

It's been a week since we parted ways. I remember the night I first got you--in March of 2001-it was opening night for Angle Three, two weeks after I almost died when I wrapped my car around the tree--and I was panicked because opening night was NOT going well (a/v problems, remember?). But it all worked out, and Mom picked you up from Don, and brought you to Kenan. Then I drove her, Eric K, and Cori back home, and then Eric, Cori and I went to Lucky 32 for dinner. The first CD I played in my Alpine 6-CD changer was Cake's Prolonging the Magic--we listened to "Never There". I was thrilled with you from the beginning, because I really had doubts about whether I'd be able to drive again, being so scared after the accident with Seamus. I named you Duffy, in the spirit of Irish names, after my neighbor growing up. You were green like Seamus, but a little newer and a little wilder. I got three parking tickets in the first three months that I had you (I know because I found the receipts when I cleaned you out) and numerous ones throughout the last year at UNC. Eric and I had our first kiss in the parking lot of the catholic church where he parked as a PRC employee, in the shadow of the Gimghoul Castle, just after strike from Angle Three--we were listening to Weezer's "Only in Dreams"-just days after I got you. On my 22nd birthday, at my Britney Spears Luau party, Melissa V bought me my first bumper sticker, one that I would later become famous for--and thus rendering my car too conspicuous for drivebys ;) Cori-it read "Your Mom is Hot." In the summer, Danny and I would sing at the top of our lungs--we had a fantastic rendition of "You Outta Know". We bonded over that first year, though I was having troubles with a certain man who shall remain nameless, and I let that man drive you when his car died. Danny solidified the "Danny Green position" in the passenger seat, where the seat position never changed from that moment on--fit to Danny's specifications, in order for him to manuever in and out as easy as possible. Danny also was allowed to drive you, as I had obtained a coveted N4 parking space for the school year, and we carpooled as much as possible, that is to say, when we actually made it to class. I remember September 11th, and driving back to Raleigh to be with my family, and coming back to Chapel Hill, the skies were so quiet--and I saw my first plane in the sky near RDU--I even remember that I had Belle and Sebastian on-"Seymour Stein"...."it's a good day for flying..." I got my first speeding ticket in you the day after Cue to Cue for Warrior--I was stressed out with the show and Matt, and wasn't paying attention, I freaked out. I was going 55 in a 25, but the Carrboro policeman lowered it. And into 2002, when I don't remember half of the stuff that happened to me, I had you to depend on, I started a new job, and listening to B&S, Norah Jones, Ryan Adams, Tift, Jimmy Eat World (I think I wore Clarity out), just anything to dull my pain. I hit a deer coming home one night, on the same road that I had my accident--but I think he just bounded on--there was deer hair all over the front bumper. I got myself together the summer of 2002, met Scott and started dating, and he drove you all the time. And then I added my 24 and 17 stickers, got you all NASCAR-ed out--with my two racecars inside and the shell from the beach after Scott and I started dating. I got my 2nd speeding ticket on 540 on my way to work--going 78 in a 65, and Scott took me to the courthouse to settle it. I drove you constantly, just to clear my head, just to get away, just to be safe. Cori and I took you to the beach in the summer of 2003, I gave you the CKTONE plate (one of my most favorite things), Nick and I started dating--we had matching color cars. I never had a serious problem with you--no mechanical things, no flat tires like with Seamus, just the regular stuff. I gave you the "Boys are Smelly" sticker and more recently, a Robert Earl Keen "Accept No Substitutes." Last winter, a year ago, I lost control of you on the slick highway at the Davis Drive exit on 40, spinning into the Jersey barrier, but all that happened was a scuff mark on the left bumper and a cracked UNC plate on the front which I never replaced (it was the 2nd one I've smashed). After Nick and I broke up, it was me and you again. You were there when Dain and I hooked up and then later this summer, you carried me late in the night to Randy's, were witness to out illicit acts hahaha. I missed you both times I went to NYC and longed to be home to drive you because after a week of public transportation, the freedom afforded by you, the luxury of just getting up and going can never be replaced by the convenience of the subway. We've been to concerts, to and from work, parties, funerals, sad occasions, trysts, movies, plays, art museums, putt putts, and lord knows how many trips to Targets all across the Triangle. You've met people and dawgies. You guided me through bad weather-two hurricanes and several snowstorms and countless bad rains and thunderstorms. Two weeks ago in the snowstorm, in the 6 hrs trapped in gridlock, you were my strength, you didn't quit on me, you rose to the occasion. You were a good driving buddy for almost 4 years, and I have many many memories, happy and sad, of you. I cleaned you out last Friday afternoon before I took you to Brad, and I found so many things--my toolbox with all my spike tape, the juggling ball I stole from Red Noses, a toy from the KinderEgg Sonya brought back from Spain, my Mee-Maw necklace from my first American Girl Club meeting, my N4 parking permit, one of Sonya's "presents", directions to Todd's old apt, directions to Ruishon's, the program from the Azalea festival, crumbs from the blondies I dropped at me and Matt's Holiday party, Matt C's wedding announcement, my wrist bracelet from the JLC concert Dan and I went to before he left for LA, and the letter from Mark that to this day, makes me cry and makes me remember what a friend is. I remember after Ryan Adams's Love is Hell, part 2 came out, I put all 6 of his albums in the cd changer and didn't change them for like 3 months. So many memories I have, it was tough to part, Duff. Faolan will do his best to succeed you. Thank you for every last moment.

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[03 Feb 2005|11:50am]
[ mood | pissed off ]
[ music | Cibo Matto-"King of Silence" ]

I was supposed to get my blonde highlights today from Salon Blu--at 10am in the freakin' morning, and I get over there, and they've lost my appointment. And the girl who was supposed to do them wasn't free until 11:30, and I wasn't about to a) wait or b) come back so I had to reschedule for next Wednesday. Sons of bitches. Oh well. I guess that's better in a way, cos Kristin can do them next week instead (she was off today) plus it means that when Matt and I go shopping in Charlotte I can spend more cos I haven't blown $100 on my hair. Still, I'm sorta irritated! Sassafras!

Last night Matt cooked dinner at his house (tacos) and we watched Troy--mmm beefcake. It wasn't that bad. Acting wasn't great, but still it was interesting. We kept cracking on it though. Matt and I made a bet though--hahahaha and the loser has to buy the winner dinner on March 1st. I am so gonna win. I'm not allowed to talk about the details of the contest, but suffice it to say, I'm gonna win. :)

Matt (licking candy cane suggestively): Courtney, look at me! Loooooook!
Courtney: MATTHEW!
Josh: Uh, Matt, I don't think you're supposed to enjoy that.

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So long sailor [02 Feb 2005|01:24pm]
[ mood | calm ]
[ music | The Doleful Lions-"Breather Bulls" ]

Vacation is nice. So is having a new car. I've named him Faolan, which is Gaelic for "little wolf." He's grey, and little, so I figured it works. Pronounced "Feh-LAWN", in case you don't um speak Gaelic. I haven't had that many passengers--Matty was my first one, we took the car out after work Friday night and got frozen cokes and combos to celebrate his last closing day. I threatened him with certain death if he spilled in my car. And then Saturday night was going to be Matt's surprise b'day party, but everyone bailed b/c of the "bad" weather. I guess I really didn't want to drive Faolan in the ice either, considering I'd only had him a day, so we rescheduled for Monday night--which meant I had to break the surprise to Matt, who was secretly pleased I think, that everyone wanted to celebrate with him.

So yeah, Monday night was the snowcheck for his b'day at Maggiano's...lotsa good food and apple martinis and good people. Ran, Eric, Sally, Ruishon, Stevie K, Lee, Matty and myself...huge bill too, but what the hell. It was his last day at work too.

Jackson has gotten it into his head that he's going to trick out my car. I'm like "this is NOT Pimp My Ride, kiddo." I don't think that Courtney and a tricked out Civic really mesh. I'm kinda bummed with him right now, so yeah. That's all I have to say about that.

Last night Sonya and I went to Peking Garden for yummy food and catching up. It was a lot of fun--I missed her. She got to be my 2nd passenger! And then we went to her Roger's house so I can see the new paint scheme in the kitchen--very nice very nice. I got to play with Blue--yay doggie!

So vacation, very nice. I've really not done ANYTHING, and I love it. I've read, relaxed, watched DVD's, tried to sleep in, but can't past 9 or so, oh well. Tonight, Matt and I are cooking dinner and watching a movie at his house, tomorrow I get my hair highlighted, and then Friday, Matt and I are eloping to Charlotte. ha. We've decided that we're gonna make every other Friday night a going out night--so yeah, he thought it would be a way to keep close--not that he or I had our doubts that we wouldn't, but it'll just be like a thing. But it'll be a shock for me when I go back to work next week and I'll forget there's no Matt there. It will not be the same--I think I need to really start thinking about moving on, I dunno. I'm secure in what I do, I guess, but I don't wanna be there forever. Growing up sucks.

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not a surprise [29 Jan 2005|03:49pm]
[ music | Ryan Adams-"Magnolia Mountain" ]

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[26 Jan 2005|11:23pm]
[ mood | optimistic ]
[ music | Cary Brothers-"Blue Eyes" ]

So, today was my day off. I started the day by getting up early to go get my oil changed at Randy's. Pretty standard. I've known my brakes were getting bad for a while, but I wasn't prepared for the list of repairs that were handed to me after being there for 30 minutes. I need new brake pads, new brake rotors, oil pan gasket, and a new timing belt package, which if not corrected, will fuck up my engine beyond repair. Estimated damage? 1000 bucks. I do not have this kind of money. Soooooo...I talked to my "personal banker" (Mom) and "financial advisor" (Christopher) and they both agreed that putting that kind of money into a 7 year old car is not worth it. So this evening I spent at the Honda dealership trying to iron out a deal. God willin' and the creek don't rise, I will have a 2005 Civic by Friday morning. Please say a prayer for me that this works out. I am being very positive and hoping it comes through. I have never had a BRAND NEW CAR, so this possibility is quite exciting!

Matty's birthday was yesterday, the old man turned 24. I've organized the surprise birthday party at Maggiano's for Saturday night--he thinks that it's just me and Josh taking him out to Firebirds (I told him he could order elk medallions and it would be my treat)...little does he know that like a dozen people are secretly meeting. Muuhahahahaha. I hope they sing to him in Italian.

Read Another Bullshit Night in Suck City by Nick Flynn. It is remarkable, utterly beautiful.

Alright, off to bed....Dean Smith signing is tomorrow night and also, wish me luck, break a leg, say a prayer for the car.

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cold cold cold cold [23 Jan 2005|10:41pm]
[ mood | cold ]
[ music | The Get Up Kids-"Close to Me" ]

So the joke of "Jon bangs hookers" is never not funny. I asked Matt what he wanted for his birthday, and he said "same thing as last year." Me: refresh my memory. McB: a hooker. Me: I'll see if James is available.
Today it was between me and Lynn--"let's see what Jon can hook you up with" hahahahaha. Whew. I guess when you think about it, that's kinda gross, considering Jon's like my father figure at work. So is Roy, come to think of it, and they are both perverted as all get out.

So Matt and I decided, that since his new job doesn't start for a week, and that coincides with my vacation next week, we're going to elope to Vegas. On the condition that he is allowed to drink heavily and I am allowed to have Jackson on the side and never consummate our marriage. Fine. But really, he said, he just wants half my assets, cos I make more money than he does. Hahahahaha. Seriously though, we're taking a road trip to Charlotte, and go to the Concord Mills outlet mall or, what friend of mine who is a male would do that? So sweet, my Matsy is.

We have a lead meeting tomorrow, which could be a) boring b) annoying c) both. Hopefully Dana will let Jackson attend, since he was just promoted! That's my boy.

It is severely cold right now, and so windy...Lynn picked me up so we could carpool to work together today since the roads were bad this morning...when Brian called to ask if I wanted to do that, I was like "absolutely." I liked not having to drive myself--nice. AND we got to leave early, so another plus. I talked to Cori today and she has 15 inches of snow!! And to think, that less than an inch crippled Raleigh on Wednesday, and Princeton has over a foot. Sheesh. Friday night going home, I had flashbacks on 540, like "oh, that .2 of a mile was where I almost peed on myself" ooh, by that sign was where my phone died" "Over there was where scott started singing to me" hahahaha. not really.

Aight, so I'm planning Matsy's b'day surprise for Saturday, must get reservations tomorrow...looks like there will be around 10 peeps there, very excited. I hope Jackson comes--he told Sally he had a lot of fun with us Wed night, so hopefully he can come with us then. He came to see me Friday night at work, I swear he flusters me too much, I get all stupid around him. I told him I was really thankful for him talking to me on the phone before I could get to Scott and that I owed him a hug--he got really sheepish and said he just wanted me safely home. Sigh.

I ordered a book in with the best title-Another Bullshit Night in Suck City. The guys in receiving were all laughing when it came in, and Jackson was like "oh that's Courtney's book!" and they laughed more. I think that's the best title. Ever.

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[21 Jan 2005|01:39pm]
[ mood | thankful ]
[ music | DMB-"Crash" ]

So Wednesday started out pretty typical. We had the Mia Hamm signing that night, and I had agreed to get a wristband for Josh and save a place for him in line until he could get there from work. Then me, Josh, Matt and Sally were going to go eat dinner after Josh drooled over Mia a little. When I woke up, Josh had sent me an IM saying his wisdom teeth were driving him crazy, so he wouldn't be able to meet us. Not a problem--when I got to work, Sally and I agreed we'd still do dinner, and we called Matt and he said he'd still come out to us @ S.Point. Then it started snowing, but it really was no big deal, I mean, it was really pretty. People started calling to see if we were gonna cancel the Mia Hamm thing, and we're like "no, it's not that bad. we're not cancelling. she's still coming." Jackson and I even went out and played in the snow on our lunch break--he told me that I looked good with the snow in my hair and on my sweater. Awww. So we chilled at work, it stopped snowing at like 2, Matt called back and said that there would be no more snow, and that we'd still hang out after work, when Sally got off at 6:30 (I was off at 4). We were goofing off at work because really, we had no customers. It was dead. There was one point where there was like one customer in the store. Chris Myers asked me to go play in the snow with him, and I said that Jackson and I already had, Chris just laughed. Then he went back to receiving to tell Jackson that he had a big kiss from Courtney for him--and then he tried to kiss Jackson, who pulled a box cutter on him. Hahahahaha. Jackson comes running up to me at the front and tells me this, and he goes "next time, come do your dirty work yourself" and then he winks. awwww..So you see, we really didn't think much of the snow.

But, then they let school out early, which turned out to be a mistake. The sun came out, started melting things, and we thought we were golden, until we started getting these reports of "I-40 being a parking lot." Ok, so makes sense, RTP and other businesses probably let out early, plus people probably left to go get their kids, so not to worry. Jackson and Ruishon said they'd go with us to dinner, and Ruishon and I agreed that would be better, because by the time we finished dinner, rush hour would be over, and all the crazies who rushed out at 2 o'clock would have left the highway. Famous last words.

I chilled with Eric for a while, and then I went downstairs to hang out with Jackson until his shift was over-he said he was having trouble concentrating on work with me there ;). We still had to wait for Matt to arrive and Sally's shift to be over. Mia Hamm arrived, we met her in the break room, so that was pretty cool. She looks a lot older than I thought she would look, and she's a lot shorter. But she's very very nice. I guess Chris Myers and I expected her to be some sort of hoss or something. So finally, Matt, Ruishon, Sally, Jackson and I go to eat over across the street at Moe's. It was a little slippery, but really, didn't think much of it. We had a good time...even though Matt told me later that Jackson and I were a little lovey on each other (which really, I don't remember. I remember him holding my hand, and us leaning on each other, but that was it). Apparently, Matt, Sally, and Ru were making comments the entire time--I only heard Ru say "I feel like we're interrupting y'all"--but she and Sally apparently said that they were on the eating side of the table, not the loving side. Matt was next to me and Jackson in the booth, and he kept saying he was "uncomfortable sitting between us and the wall" but Sally said "at least you don't have to look at it." Ok whatever. We were not misbehaving. Grow up. Anyway, we all left--Ruishon and I agreed to follow each other home since we're only 4 exits apart. Jackson told me to call him when I got home or if he needed to come get me. We set off, and I talked to my mom who said that it took my neighbor 5 hours to get home from RTP. Ok, trouble. Also, Falls of Neuse was apparently out near the entrance to Bedford, so I had to take the back way in thru Durant. Ok noted.

At 7:30pm, Ruishon and I get on the highway--mistake no. 1. It looked ok until you rounded the bend and it was just massive gridlock. She called and we agreed to get off at the next exit at Hwy 55/54 and take 54 home. Plus, I had to pee really badly, should have gone before I left Moe's, oh well, so we're trying to make it to the exit, which is 2 miles down from our exit at Fayetteville Road. It took us an hour. One fucking hour to go two miles. I called Sonya and said I was gonna pee on myself if we didn't get there soon, and I was gonna have frozen pee drawers the whole ride home. She's like "Just do it, it's your car!" I called Jackson and talked to him for a while, which was really nice--we had a very good conversation and it made me like him even more and I just realized that he really is a very complex person--he's like "I hope you don't think I'm ignorant" NO way! I said I wouldn't waste my time talking to you at all, I just think he's wonderful. I talked to him until we actually got off the highway at 55 and stopped at Taco Bell to use their bathroom. Ru let me go first cos it was a one person stall, and then she couldn't wait, she just barged into the men's room and used that one. Haha. Anyway, so we're much better, we decide to take 54 to Davis Dr and then rejoin the highway. We get back in our cars, I call Jackson back, I'm talking to him, and Ru buzzes in saying "I just talked to my mom, don't take Davis, it's a parking lot, we need to take Alexander to 70." So I basically skidded across the intersection to make a left on Alexander cos we were right there---Jackson's like "ok, you need to get off the phone and concentrate. Call me when you get home so I know you got there safe" Ok done. So Ruishon and I are on Alexander, it backs up, we finally get to 70, and she goes to her apt near Brier Creek, saying "call me when you get home." I continued on to 540, it looked pretty clear coming over the bridge. And then my nightmare began.

At 9:30pm, after I talked to Ruishon, 540 backed up right around the Leesville exit. I called Scott to see where he was because I figured that he was probably heading home from the Mia Hamm thing. He said he also took Alexander to 70 but had talked to Annie, his roommate, who was stuck about 1/2 mile up from me between the Leesville and Creedmoor exits for two hours. So he took Westgate to Strickland to avoid the gridlock that she and I were both stuck in on 540. I started panicking. Two hours she had been there?! Nooooo. So Scott agreed to wait for me at the bottom of the Creedmoor exit and pick me up to take me home. I called Jackson and said "ok, Scott's gonna come get me, I'll be ok." Jackson was like "thank god for Scott, stay with him." Scott stayed on the phone w/ me, cheering me up, making me laugh. After over an hour, I had .4 of a mile to go before I got to him. So we're talking 10:30 ish. A police man had tapped on Annie's window to tell her that they were trying to get a sand/salt truck on the exit b/c it was so bad, so they were stopping traffic on the ramp. So she made it through. I told Scott there was no way I could get to him then, and I thought that since the left and middle lanes were empty, that maybe 540 wasn't so bad on down, maybe b/c this exit was being closed, I could just scoot on down. So he's like "try it, but I can't get to you then." So I said that was ok, I'd just continue. He said to get off at 6 forks and take that road in, avoid Durant b/c there's no lights, but just see if you can get off. So I was motoring on down, and hit another gridlock at 6 fks, no better than the last one. I was really panicking at that point. My cell phone was running low, it was after 11pm, my gas was running out. I called Cori and was absolutely panicked, hysterically screaming. I called my mom, she's like "you have got to get a hold of yourself." I wasn't worried that I would wreck my car, I was worried about running out of gas.

Scott then called me back and stayed on the phone with me for about another hour, singing to me, trying to get me to laugh, anything from me crying. I told him he could ask me anything he wanted to, and he said "that's opening a can of worms." I thought it meant that he wanted to ask what was going on w/ me and Jackson (of which, I have no clue) but he wouldn't say. Then we started talking about our dating history, blah blah and how I'm still his favorite girlfriend (but also his least favorite hahahah since i'm the only one). He really honestly kept me sane. Had I not had him to talk to, I probably would have freaked the shit out. That is why I love Scott, because he is one of a very very very few people who can keep me calm. I needed him that night, and he was really there for me. He said he couldn't resist me being a damsel in distress, and that he needed to be my knight in shining armor, which he truly was. So he stayed on the phone w/ me right until the phone died. The last call I made was to my mom, saying "you have got to come get me, I can't make it." She said if I could get to the Harris Teeter off of Falls, she'd meet me there, no matter how long it took. That was at midnight. I was 2 miles from my exit.

So the phone was dead. I was by myself. I started singing, thinking about Jackson, anything really. Cars next to me were pulling off the road cos they ran out of gas or overheated. I inched closer to my exit, and when I got there, I could see what was causing the backup. There were about 50 cars abandoned b/c they ran out of gas or wrecked on the exit ramp. It was an ice skating rink. The entire ramp was a sheet of ice--and cars were blocking the exit. A Highway Patrol was there directing people to go over the median and the grass to rejoin the exit at the top, where it was still treacherous ice. I finally made it onto Falls, creeping at 3 miles an hour, and coasted into the HT parking lot, which had turned into a shelter from all those people stranded on 540. I was so glad to see my mother, I was shaking. We left my car in the parking lot, and tried to get home, which was only about 2-3 miles away, but it still took us about 20 minutes to get there. Bedford and Falls River was horrible--with all the hills, it was all ice, and more cars were abandoned on the sides and up on the sidewalks even. I finally got home at 1:30am, plugged my phone in, called Scott and just broke down crying. My body was so tense and achy from six hours of being stuck in gridlock. Scott had fallen asleep but he just wanted to hear that I was home and I thanked him about 792743 times. He's like "you're not going to work tomorrow!" Nope. Then I sent Ruishon a text msg saying I was home. I checked my voice mail and I had 7 messages--Ruishon, Matty, Josh (who left the best one--Matt must have told him I was stranded, and Josh said "atta girl, you just sit in your car, I can see you now, singing away to Tift and Ryan Adams"), my mom had all called to see where I was. Matty's away msg said "Courtney, send me an IM when you get home so I know you're there". I was so relieved to be home. I just cried again because so many people were worried. I went to bed around 2 and woke up at 7 to call and tell them what happened, Ginny was like "I figured you wouldn't be able to make it in". Jackson called me at 11 after I got my car back to check on me--he's like "I didn't hear from you, and then you weren't at work, so I worried until Ginny told me what happened, so I had to check on you." Ugh, it was horrendous.

I was so grateful to my mom, and Scott and Jackson and whoever else I had talked to to keep me sane. But really, had it not been for Scott, I would have seriously flipped out. Matt asked me last night why Scott and I just didn't get back together because it's clear to him that Scott would take me back in a second, and I said that the fact we work together is not good, plus there are times when Scott annoys the poop outta me, and then there are times like Wednesday night when I needed him most and he was there, no questions asked. It's just a crazy situation. Plus, in Matt's words, I gotta "work thru the Jackson thing." Jackson. He really is impressing me.

So, that being all written down, and my ordeal is over, I am thankful for being home and having such good friends and family. I love you all. Esp you, SMD.

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[21 Jan 2005|12:42pm]
[ music | Ryan Adams-"Burning Photographs" ]

I'll go ahead and get this one out of the way, and then move on to a more serious topic:

NickUNCmed (8:45:05 PM): well i'm gonna go read cardiac physiology
durbeyfielde (8:45:10 PM): oooo!
durbeyfielde (8:45:18 PM): that's heart stopping!
durbeyfielde (8:45:22 PM): pulse pounding!
NickUNCmed (8:45:26 PM): oooo.. that was bad
durbeyfielde (8:45:31 PM): hold on, i got more

I thought it was clever. ;)

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[18 Jan 2005|10:08pm]
[ mood | sick ]

Jon: So, send me a postcard from Vegas, you two, hear?
Me, to Matt: Uh, I told him we're eloping in Vegas.
Jon: Hahahahahaha.
Me: Matt, uh, Jon asked me to play "Doctor" with him in the cashroom.
Matt: Geez, Jon, you're stealin' it before I can have it!
Jon: I-I have no response to that.

My tummy hurts, so I am not posting anything of substance. However, what a refreshing Amazing Race that was!

Mia Hamm signing tomorrow, kids.

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[16 Jan 2005|11:19pm]
I think that if I have a boy child, I shall name him David Ryan Adams.
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