unload time

snow comes, then it melts... then it comes back again! then it melts again! what an emotional rollercoaster.

why are some things important to people and not to others? where does this come from? like eating dinner together. incredibly important to my mother, not really at all to me. family in general is important to some of my siblings and not so much to others. what?

there are certain people in my life that i really enjoy. i like to be around them, spend time with them, talk to them. then there are people who i don't enjoy. the difference? the people i enjoy at least give me the idea that they understand me. the others? don't care. 

man, when broken down like that it seems kind of selfish. that's me i guess. is everyone else that much different?

i need to figure out how to use these boots so i don't have to buy new ones. that would suck. i probably need to get some new ones anyway. oh well. show me the money.

i can't wait to go skiing tomorrow.

i've gotta get out of here. i'm dying inside

i'm beginning to hate tv on some level. it sucks your soul up. 

life. oh boy.

this little kitten is awesome. mini-cat!

how am i supposed to afford school? even after all that financial aid? community college looking more appealing all the time.

family oriented movies depress me. like marley and me. 

dodgeball?

there was a dodgeball tournament here this last weekend. it was much, much different than playing with a bunch of 1st-3rd graders. a little more difficult. I kind of wished that i had mark and anil and brian on my team again. my team didn't do so well, we tired out and lost our last match like it was my keys! on Sunday i woke up and my entire right side of my upper body was sore. everything was. my back was a little more than sore, i actually injured it playing dodgeball. that's the coolest thing i've done since falling from my roof on the rope swing!

it's 5 o'clock

it's five in the morning and i just finished about 1/4 of my homework for the day.

it's a good thing most of my teachers take late work.

i should probably note that i don't actually have as much homework as it might seem, i just procrastinated all of it until now, but too bad, i'm going to go sleep for 2.5 hours.

urine vs. dishwater

two events:

last night at about 3:45 am i heard an unsettling sound. it was the sound of our dog, a big german shepherd, whimpering and pacing in the downstairs, indicating that he had to pee... bad! i stayed where i was hoping that someone else would hear and take care of the problem. no such luck. no one came for what seemed like twenty minutes. i finally figured i wasn't going to fall back to sleep while he was carrying on, so i got up and headed for the door almost being knocked down by the big dolt in his mad dash to answer natures call. somehow, i managed to get the door open and let bruno escape, so i figured i'd head for the bathroom myself. 'couldn't hurt' i figured. then, about halfway through the kitchen my foot landed upon a slippery substance. urine!! dog urine. bruno pulled a, "i'm so excited, i can't control my bladder!" when he saw me up to let him free. so, there i was, half awake, pee soaked foot, in the middle of the night. not too complicated. i hopped to the paper towels, wiped off my foot, found some kind of cleaning agent, cleaned my foot, wiped up the pee with more paper towels, then cleaned the floor with a couple of clorox bleach wipe things. problem solved. 

after this, i used the bathroom myself, let the dog back in, and went back to bed. 'good thing that was on the linoleum' i thought.

this evening, i had to wash the dishes after the after-thanksgiving dinner. this meant that i had to wash some of the dishes that contained the main courses. some big dishes, lots of silverware and a few plates and cups... with lots of food residue coating every surface. chunks! this is not a simple situation. i had to strategically get all the dishes clean without a dishwasher while using as little water as possible. you can probably imagine the details, the nasty dishwater, etc.

somehow, the dishes were more gross than the urine. this strikes me as odd. it's a mystery of life. why is doing the dishes so disgusting?

break...

i'm home now, sure took me long enough.

mom hooked me up with microsoft office! YES! now i can finally write stuff 'from the comfort'. and print it.

bruno (the dog) got all worried when i walked in again. he always barks at me and raises his hackles. whatevs. my padres are actually trying to train him to do that. the first time i met him, he wanted my blood to be spilled. oh well. i think he's over that by now. he's sleeping near my feet dreaming about something, apparently totally unworriedified about my presence.

my room is no longer my room... officially. i still will sleep in there if and when i come home for a weekend or something, but it's totally re-arranged to be a "sitting room". my mom is a nut... so is my dad... i wonder why i turned out to be completely and utterly normal.

when i walked in the door, i got the usual response... nothing. my parents responded to me as if i just went out to get something from the car really quick. i opened the door, the dog freaked a little bit. my parents smiled at me, congratulated the dog and went on with their conversation. however odd, it's actually kind of nice. i don't like it when people make a big deal of me returning or leaving. i don't see the point most times.

i think i'm going to go to bed. it's not even eleven. cool.

thanksgiving break

my life is made up of irony. sometimes it's good, sometimes it's annoying. over all, though, it's just funny. 

from the comfort

i finally have internet from the comfort of my own home.

thanks to the friendlies upstairs.

now i can do all things internet from my house. i used to need the computer lab.

you know what i used to be able to do from the comfort of my house?

homework.