I like manual labor

getting my hands dirty
working up a sweat
measuring success by progress
having something to be proud of in the end
something i did

Oh the places you'll go!

Bleh. I started posting a to-do list just now, but then I decided against it. It's basically just a bunch of "do this homework" and "do this in preparation for our roadtrip."

So anyway, my friend Tommy called me today. That was awesome! I haven't talked to him since the middle of the summer. Also today, I watched Arrested Development. The third disc of season one came from Netflix today. I absolutely love that show. I'm hooked. Really.

I talked to my parents on Tuesday. I haven't talked to them since... oh, January? Yeah, that sounds about right. There hasn't really been anything new with them, though. My mom started a new job, as a personal secretary, about three weeks ago. She hasn't been working since she was pregnant with my little sister, who will be three at the end of this month. And my step-dad, he already wants her to quit so she can stay home again. I find it kind of weird; I was happy for my mom when she got the job. Besides, they need it. And my step-dad, he just bought a motorcycle. I think it's silly. I might even go so far as to say it's ridiculous. Bleh, whatever.

Hm. I don't really know what to talk about. I'm in the mood to post! But I have nothing to say. Haha, oh well. Maybe I'll just ramble for a while. Continue the trend of how this post is already going.

Oh, I got a Christmas present Tuesday night, from Meggan and Daniel. It's a Depeche Mode dvd, videos from 1986 to 1998. Can you say 'awesome?' Yeah. Awesome. Oh, and then Wednesday afternoon (aka Friendsday) Tom gave me a green ball encased in a net. Then when you squeeze it, little orange bulbouses come out. It's actually really cool; I was entertained by it for quite a while. Fun stuff.

So... it still feels like there' s something I should be talking about. I just can't figure out what it is though. Hmmmmmmmm.........

Bam bam bam-bam ba-bam bam bam-bam, I wanna be seduced (not sedated)

Yesterday and today are AIGA fundraising days. We borrowed a screenprinting press from Ryan, set it up nice and early in the mornings, and print tshirts for people all day. It's pretty neat; before we agreed to help out with this I knew nothing about the process. Now I'm explaining it to other people!

So, my ten-page paper was due Monday, and I didn't turn it in. I still will, don't worry. It accounts for 60% of my grade so I'm not just going to blow it off. But keep in mind, I have failed a single class twice before I passed it, because the class was made for writing one single paper. Bleh.

Ummm... So, I started this post an hour ago... I've sort of lost interest since then. Been doin' other things, you know how it goes. I'll probably write the next time I feel like it.

The Past and the Pending

"Held to the past, too aware of the pending."

Hm, Paul and I were just talking. I think I go through this phase every, oh, six months or so. I get really restless with my life. I realize my age, and that these are the prime years of my life, and that they'll be over before I know it, and that one of my biggest fears is to wake up one day and realize I've wasted those years being unhappy, or "just settling." And then I think a little while about a lifestyle change, and then it never happens. Bleh. Forget about it.

I'm writing a ten-page paper this weekend! Yay. Due Monday.

So, last night was fun. Paul and I went to Ryan and April's house to prepare some t-shirts we're selling on Monday and Tuesday, then after we went out for dinner at a delicious place called Si Senior's. Yum. Afterwards, we (minus April) ended up going to the Wunderland Nickel Arcade for some good times. And then Athena, Clint, David, and Tom showed up and we all had some more good times. Then? We went back to David and Athena's place to all wrestle with Clint aka Hulk. So much fun! Woo. After about a half an hour, of him taking on three people at a time, he was finally pinned by Ryan, David and Athena. He was a little sore today, but wow did he put up a good fight.

Um, enjoy the rest of your weekend. More to come later, probably.

I don't beleive we've met...

I have a Discover America song stuck in my head. It's okay, I really like the song! It's called Green Eyes.

I just woke up about an hour ago (at noon), and I realized that I've been having bad dreams for a pretty long time now. I don't know why I didn't realize it sooner... I just don't think it registers when I wake up that I was having unpleasant dreams. I don't know how long they've been consecutively bad dreams, it could be a couple weeks, it could be a couple months. No idea. But they've all been really panicked... racing cars, underwater mazes, pursuit from scary villains, psychological torture, high-mountain cliffs, bombs, you get the idea.

Last night I was in a place I had been before (in my dreams, not in real life), and I climbed down this cliff face to get to the water down below. It was a really pretty place. When I got to the water, I swam to the near-by bank. The water was crystal-clear, it wasn't cold even though it looked like it should be, and I climbed out on the bank of a very big field with tall, yellow grass everywhere. It looked like it could have been a junk yard with all the old furniture and crap that was sitting everywhere, but it wasn't. It was more like a place furniture went after it was lost. It was a beautiful day, clear blue sky, and I could see for miles and miles in every direction. I was looking at a cabinet of drawers, inspecting the handle. But when I turned to face the cliff I had just climbed down, and the car parked at the top that contained the people that I was just with, I realized something was very, very wrong. They must have, too, 'cause they yelled at me to come back. Then I looked at the sky at the same time I remembered that the last time I dreamt about this place, it exploded. So I started running back to the car, while in the sky something that looked like a boat I had passed while climbing down was headed straight towards the field. Then I woke up enough to play through different scenarios in my head before the field exploded.

Before the whole cliff-field part of the dream there were a ton of other parts of my dream that were unpleasant, but I won't bore you with the details. Just a few near-collisions, mountain races, and a bunch of things I'm pretty fuzzy on.

Anyway, my weekend hasn't been as homework-filled as it should have been. I didn't do anything yesterday, and Friday, all I did was work on my logo for Corporation Identification. Maybe I should get to work.

Ahhh, much better

I just took an hour-long, much-needed, well-deserved, long-awaited bath, and I feel great. Now I'm eating canned peaches, and working on homework. Enjoy your evening!

"Dude, Easy Mac is NOT easy."

Brrr. It's been really cold the past few days. A week ago it was pretty nice out, and sunny. It's still been mostly sunny, I suppose. And I can stand the cold so much more since it's not all soggy outside. But still, it's cold. It snowed today! Didn't stick, but I was happy to know there was snow in my hair.

There was an AIGA meeting today... We don't really advertise the meetings, so no one showed up. The president and the teacher club advisor didn't even show up. There was one person other than Paul, Ryan and I, and we only showed up 'cause I remembered while I was in the shower this morning. Hah, awesome.

So after the meeting, Paul and I went to Meggan and Daniel's, 'cause they wanted to go to Fry's Electronics. So we went... Paul and Daniel both ended up buying a PS2 and the game Guitar Hero. If you haven't heard, it's the hottest thing since an iPod. In order to demonstrate the game's popularity, please keep in mind that Daniel and Paul each bought a new PS2 system just so they could play Guitar Hero. Yeah.

So we went back to M&D's house so Paul and Daniel could battle guitars, and we drove back to Vancouver. When we pulled up to his house, I stopped in the road 'cause Paul's car wasn't sitting where it was supposed to be. And then I remembered, and laughed. And then Paul remembered. We forgot it in the garage under the school. Oops. We'll get it later.

So now I'm internetting, and Paul's playing Guitar Hero. Between Final Fantasy XI and Guitar Hero, I don't think Paul will ever see the light of day, ever again.