Friday, January 23
Wednesday, January 21
Bring On The Pain!
Bring on the pain. That's Paul's motto right now as he trains to compete in crew rowing. Me, Ben and Erin all laugh at the motto, but we're also all surprised to see Paul getting bigger... and bigger... and, well, you get the idea. Paul likes to show off his "gristle", a layer of fat on his belly that we all ask him not to share, but he shares anyway. When he does share it, we all head for the living room and blast karaoke songs at him (oh yeah... seeing a man singing karaoke without his shirt is the coolest thing...). Then, me and Paul pick up 150 lbs. each (my brother or Erin) and we charge outside in the great race. It's hard, but i seem to pull it off without much trouble. He's still got crew work to do....
I should mention that my biceps have been getting huge from pulling carts CostCo style! Pullling with the rope is getting easier as well. Physically, i'm looking great. If I had gristle, it'd be named the "six pack" ;) (cheesy emote seemed right to plop down at the time...).
In two days my birthday will come to pass. At the very least there's going to be a midnight showing of "trainspotting" at the minor that me and a whole plethora of friends are going to attend, though i'm trying to hammer out a plan to have some sort of beach party. If anything, I've got to start paying for car insurance (will be cheap since i've had my license for 3 years without a recorded accident), hang out with Meghanray (we've come to an understanding as friends/allies. Though i'm really wanting for her to get out of her drug phase. Her friends have stopped and I know that she's not that heavily into it. Even she says that it's just a phase. In time...) and have SOME sort of party. If the weather really isn't permitting, we might watch a WWF video and make fun of it because we're SPONTANEOUS. Spontaneity is the name of my birthday game.
Cooking's going good, Japanese is going good. I'm working on memorizing 5 japanese words a day (not hard) and reading a half an hour a day.
Saving my money for a better future!
I keep writing these blogs when i have little energy left. I need to sleep. LOGOFF!
But there's so much I want to say...!
Oh, got a couple of songs coming out. When I get the time to buy DSL (for 26.95$ a month!) I will have a server up and running for great download justice.
I had better just go now, before I am too tired for planet health.
E-Z Cheez-eh quote time (again)
Don't even know
who's bed i'm in.
Where do I start
where do I begin?
(I find myself sleeping in other people's house quite a bit lately. This phrase is fitting to me in my opinion)
Follow you fools!
D.
I should mention that my biceps have been getting huge from pulling carts CostCo style! Pullling with the rope is getting easier as well. Physically, i'm looking great. If I had gristle, it'd be named the "six pack" ;) (cheesy emote seemed right to plop down at the time...).
In two days my birthday will come to pass. At the very least there's going to be a midnight showing of "trainspotting" at the minor that me and a whole plethora of friends are going to attend, though i'm trying to hammer out a plan to have some sort of beach party. If anything, I've got to start paying for car insurance (will be cheap since i've had my license for 3 years without a recorded accident), hang out with Meghanray (we've come to an understanding as friends/allies. Though i'm really wanting for her to get out of her drug phase. Her friends have stopped and I know that she's not that heavily into it. Even she says that it's just a phase. In time...) and have SOME sort of party. If the weather really isn't permitting, we might watch a WWF video and make fun of it because we're SPONTANEOUS. Spontaneity is the name of my birthday game.
Cooking's going good, Japanese is going good. I'm working on memorizing 5 japanese words a day (not hard) and reading a half an hour a day.
Saving my money for a better future!
I keep writing these blogs when i have little energy left. I need to sleep. LOGOFF!
But there's so much I want to say...!
Oh, got a couple of songs coming out. When I get the time to buy DSL (for 26.95$ a month!) I will have a server up and running for great download justice.
I had better just go now, before I am too tired for planet health.
E-Z Cheez-eh quote time (again)
Don't even know
who's bed i'm in.
Where do I start
where do I begin?
(I find myself sleeping in other people's house quite a bit lately. This phrase is fitting to me in my opinion)
Follow you fools!
D.
Saturday, January 17
The Poster That I Will Have!
Heh. Been a while since I posted last, but that's only because I've been having a hard time getting round to posting! I do feel like it's important to keep posting, however, because this is a good way to keep a snapshot of a point in my life, ready for inspection at any time. The only problem though, is that once I create a post entry, I DON'T want to look back at it. Oh well...
Today I learned all about pottery firing and how to make clay. Did you know that almost no Americans know how to make clay? Not even your average potter. On top of that, most of them have no interest in making their own clay (you'd think people around here in Northern California would take pride in using local materials. Guess not) Maybe I'll provide an offshoot link to how pottery and clay are done. But not now. Not tonight! I shouldn't even be blogging...
As I watch all my money slowly dwindle, I am now convinced that i must save all my money for the future. I must invest this money into education, rather than little trinkets that will put me nowhere. Time is running out, and so I must cram all i can into my head before I am completely accountable for myself (which is sooner than I think it will be). I must forge my cleaver with which i will cook the culinary dishes that I have been learning to make. I must devise the memory of pottery material manipulation so that I may remember to create more in the future, when i can't find anything else to really do. I must train hard physically while my body is still primed for growth and before i am unable to get stronger. I must learn to be an accountant so that i open more doors in my non-career world. I must utilize sensei with movies and japanese. I must write movie scripts with Erin. And I must learn from all those around me about how people work and how to take care of yourself.
To clarify some things:
Me and Paul are ante-ing up the pieces of physical labor as of late. He's been taking crew class (rowing) and getting his ass kicked. I didn't ask for the competition, though Evan has been disappointing me. I will train with my carts and planet health. And though he will probably gain mass faster than I, his class will end long before i end my cart career. Mainly I'm just focused on looking good, not big, but competition is fun.
I am worried that I'm getting too much exercise in. I already eat like a monster, and hurt most every day. But the real kicker is that Evan's trying to get me to get back into DDR during what little free time I have, as well as Meghannray is trying to get me to go to a step aerobics class. However, I must set limits. I will do the DDR, but not the aerobics. It's just too much. (planet health, then 8 hours of work, then DDR. Ow.) Skill! Skill!
Speaking of goofy stuff, I bought karaoke for the xbox. It's interesting. It seems to be fun to screw around on, but much more for drunken singing (heh). However, strangely, everyone wants me to sing for them! It was a shocker for me. They like my voice. Though I do like my voice, I think evan's is more fun to listen to (especially when he sings "steal my sunshine") So i kept trying to get him to sing. He doesn't like to that much. Oh well. I guess we need to get more karaoke tunes?
I should also mention that I'm really not interested in anyone anymore, relationship-wise. I'm disgusted by Meghannray's drug consumption and am really not interested in her that much lately (my problem is that when i visit her, it seems like the right thing to do. I just feel some sort of good feeling in my heart. I don't approve of her much but something keeps me from treating her like any other person that i would talk to. I think something important's going to happen. In the meantime, I will try to get my friend off of the substances that she is abusing for no good reason)
Me and Evan suffered injuries at work. Evan cut his finger and i cut my head. Evan punctured a small but deep hole when he got it caught between a rock and the moving cart hawk (600 pounds of force accelerating to 3 mph) he was blacking out and in quite a bit of pain. I hit my head against the corner of a ceiling when i got too much air jumping down the stairs. I laughed hysterically and started to bleed. and bleed. and bleed. I looked gothic, according to people. My hair was matted in blood, my eyes were drenched in it (mascara!) and dripping everywhere. Interestingly enough i didn't get any on my clothes really (I'm good about not getting stuff on my clothes!) and me and Evan laughed the whole time as people cleaned me and sent me off. They wanted me to go to the doctor, but i'm not into stitches when the cuts aren't deep and refused (i had my dad look at it instead. He said i was ok.)
I've been thinking lately about: "comfortably joyless" versus "uncomfortably joyful". Have you ever sat and felt relaxed and comfortable, but unhappy? How about tired and in pain (or even stuck in an uncomfortable position), yet you were happy where you are? I am so happy with me in taking on all these challenges and shooting for the moon. (though i think i'm hitting the moon most of the time, the quote i love to tell is "It's better to shoot for the moon and miss than to aim for the cowpie and hit") When i was doing literally nothing during the summer of 2003 (truly a year to say good riddance to) i was in a comfort zone but unhappy. These days, I'm happy but i'm always challenging myself, contorting myself into positions (heart mind body and spirit) that are uncomfortable and go to the limit. But I'm always looking out for my well being rather than others. I find that, if you take care of yourself rather than others, people will notice you and want to be around you. Don't spend time worrying about someone else, because only they can truly take care of themselves. I could wish a million dollars for you, but unless i spent the time to gather the million dollars and give it to you, wishing that million dollars is going to do you no good, and it's wasting my time and energy. Meanwhile, I'm neglecting myself. And that's not good, since no one is really taking care of me (nor should be!). It's a good idea to look after your best interests. Spending time helping a friend makes you feel good about yourself (and if it doesn't, then you shouldn't be helping them (sounds selfish, but it's not. Think about it)). Taking that medicine that tastes bad will help you overrall. You should take it even though it tastes yucky. Just look after your best interests.
I must sleep now since i've stayed up so late to write (when i shouldn't be writing!) and i'm too tired to create killer sentences that are full of coherence.
As a quick afterthought, I'd like to help a friend of mine get a bakery rolling (and making good money doing it, if successful. I've always wanted to work in a coffee shop/bakery), as well as get to japan. I'm thinking about being a director since I'm discovering I like telling stories and things. Hard work will reveal my true feelings to me, methinks.
Cheesy quote time!
Playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow’s world?
D.
Today I learned all about pottery firing and how to make clay. Did you know that almost no Americans know how to make clay? Not even your average potter. On top of that, most of them have no interest in making their own clay (you'd think people around here in Northern California would take pride in using local materials. Guess not) Maybe I'll provide an offshoot link to how pottery and clay are done. But not now. Not tonight! I shouldn't even be blogging...
As I watch all my money slowly dwindle, I am now convinced that i must save all my money for the future. I must invest this money into education, rather than little trinkets that will put me nowhere. Time is running out, and so I must cram all i can into my head before I am completely accountable for myself (which is sooner than I think it will be). I must forge my cleaver with which i will cook the culinary dishes that I have been learning to make. I must devise the memory of pottery material manipulation so that I may remember to create more in the future, when i can't find anything else to really do. I must train hard physically while my body is still primed for growth and before i am unable to get stronger. I must learn to be an accountant so that i open more doors in my non-career world. I must utilize sensei with movies and japanese. I must write movie scripts with Erin. And I must learn from all those around me about how people work and how to take care of yourself.
To clarify some things:
Me and Paul are ante-ing up the pieces of physical labor as of late. He's been taking crew class (rowing) and getting his ass kicked. I didn't ask for the competition, though Evan has been disappointing me. I will train with my carts and planet health. And though he will probably gain mass faster than I, his class will end long before i end my cart career. Mainly I'm just focused on looking good, not big, but competition is fun.
I am worried that I'm getting too much exercise in. I already eat like a monster, and hurt most every day. But the real kicker is that Evan's trying to get me to get back into DDR during what little free time I have, as well as Meghannray is trying to get me to go to a step aerobics class. However, I must set limits. I will do the DDR, but not the aerobics. It's just too much. (planet health, then 8 hours of work, then DDR. Ow.) Skill! Skill!
Speaking of goofy stuff, I bought karaoke for the xbox. It's interesting. It seems to be fun to screw around on, but much more for drunken singing (heh). However, strangely, everyone wants me to sing for them! It was a shocker for me. They like my voice. Though I do like my voice, I think evan's is more fun to listen to (especially when he sings "steal my sunshine") So i kept trying to get him to sing. He doesn't like to that much. Oh well. I guess we need to get more karaoke tunes?
I should also mention that I'm really not interested in anyone anymore, relationship-wise. I'm disgusted by Meghannray's drug consumption and am really not interested in her that much lately (my problem is that when i visit her, it seems like the right thing to do. I just feel some sort of good feeling in my heart. I don't approve of her much but something keeps me from treating her like any other person that i would talk to. I think something important's going to happen. In the meantime, I will try to get my friend off of the substances that she is abusing for no good reason)
Me and Evan suffered injuries at work. Evan cut his finger and i cut my head. Evan punctured a small but deep hole when he got it caught between a rock and the moving cart hawk (600 pounds of force accelerating to 3 mph) he was blacking out and in quite a bit of pain. I hit my head against the corner of a ceiling when i got too much air jumping down the stairs. I laughed hysterically and started to bleed. and bleed. and bleed. I looked gothic, according to people. My hair was matted in blood, my eyes were drenched in it (mascara!) and dripping everywhere. Interestingly enough i didn't get any on my clothes really (I'm good about not getting stuff on my clothes!) and me and Evan laughed the whole time as people cleaned me and sent me off. They wanted me to go to the doctor, but i'm not into stitches when the cuts aren't deep and refused (i had my dad look at it instead. He said i was ok.)
I've been thinking lately about: "comfortably joyless" versus "uncomfortably joyful". Have you ever sat and felt relaxed and comfortable, but unhappy? How about tired and in pain (or even stuck in an uncomfortable position), yet you were happy where you are? I am so happy with me in taking on all these challenges and shooting for the moon. (though i think i'm hitting the moon most of the time, the quote i love to tell is "It's better to shoot for the moon and miss than to aim for the cowpie and hit") When i was doing literally nothing during the summer of 2003 (truly a year to say good riddance to) i was in a comfort zone but unhappy. These days, I'm happy but i'm always challenging myself, contorting myself into positions (heart mind body and spirit) that are uncomfortable and go to the limit. But I'm always looking out for my well being rather than others. I find that, if you take care of yourself rather than others, people will notice you and want to be around you. Don't spend time worrying about someone else, because only they can truly take care of themselves. I could wish a million dollars for you, but unless i spent the time to gather the million dollars and give it to you, wishing that million dollars is going to do you no good, and it's wasting my time and energy. Meanwhile, I'm neglecting myself. And that's not good, since no one is really taking care of me (nor should be!). It's a good idea to look after your best interests. Spending time helping a friend makes you feel good about yourself (and if it doesn't, then you shouldn't be helping them (sounds selfish, but it's not. Think about it)). Taking that medicine that tastes bad will help you overrall. You should take it even though it tastes yucky. Just look after your best interests.
I must sleep now since i've stayed up so late to write (when i shouldn't be writing!) and i'm too tired to create killer sentences that are full of coherence.
As a quick afterthought, I'd like to help a friend of mine get a bakery rolling (and making good money doing it, if successful. I've always wanted to work in a coffee shop/bakery), as well as get to japan. I'm thinking about being a director since I'm discovering I like telling stories and things. Hard work will reveal my true feelings to me, methinks.
Cheesy quote time!
Playgirl, why are you sleeping in tomorrow’s world?
D.
Tuesday, January 6
I Have No Strings To Hold Me Down... Oh, wait. Now I Do
I bought a car today. My sensei's old 65 Chrysler NewPort. It runs so great, and i'm thrilled to pieces that he actually sold it to me. The cost was 1000$, and if I don't like it 6 months or more from now, I can give it back! I also don't have to pay the cost immediately; just whenever i get around to it. He feels that i'm a responsible enough guy to take care of such a beauty (which it is), and i'm just so shocked and thrilled to pieces... -sigh-. Made my day. The car's worth so much more, and it drives like a dream (such power! and the turning is like a feather. Consider that it's 4000 pounds!)
Now I got to worry about gas mileage, though. So much to say about the car, but i'll just sum up that: I got me a "boat"!
I think i'll surprise everyone at work with a stylish suit of the era. Tip my fedora off to certain special individuals, and be off!
mmm.... 384 Cubic Inches of power...
I have to get up really $*#$% early for breakfast club, so off to bed i go!
Now I got to worry about gas mileage, though. So much to say about the car, but i'll just sum up that: I got me a "boat"!
I think i'll surprise everyone at work with a stylish suit of the era. Tip my fedora off to certain special individuals, and be off!
mmm.... 384 Cubic Inches of power...
I have to get up really $*#$% early for breakfast club, so off to bed i go!
Monday, January 5
Evan's back
Evan's back from Hawaii. What's more he's coming back to carts (rather than meat department). I missed him, as i was having this weirdededed week where i fought the assistant manager quite a bit and hit a car. good times, good times.
Ok. I am trying not to spend too much time writing in here, because i should be sleeping right now. But I never have time to post at all, and i get stuck pouring my heart out in my tangent ways.
Duncan left for Oregon. He couldn't take the difficulty of trying to keep a girlfriend when a so-called "friend"(in this case Oliver) slowly took her from him. He and Paige created vow rings because they believe they'll both get married some day, but, while he's away, Paige is going to have a relationship with Oliver. Everyone is disgusted with Paige. She's a showoff and she isn't with reality. It's sad, though, because sometimes her parents kick her out of the house, and she usually has no place to stay.
Reminds me of one time when Paige was attempting to overdose of Tylenol in the kitchen. The police were called, and she was screaming as everyone tried to stop her.
Kids, don't let love be the be all and end all of things. You'll do things you regret.
Yeah, everyone knows it. Me and Meghanraye have been slowly getting stuck on eachother, in a precarious relationship. We both don't like relationships (both feel they're a big waste of time, which they are), but love shoots arrows up our asses several times a month. What can you do? Just try to avoid the wasteful part of the relationship. Maximize the fun. At least we're both really mature people who share the same ideas about relationships. I am starting to love this feeling of sleeping next to someone each night, even if we don't screw. (kind of weird, shouldn't it be?). And.... i'm starting to enjoy her ideas and insights. Women with good qualities are hard to find in this county. I'm lucky to have found her (it's funny how she hides her good qualities). Now all I got to do is crack her open (relationship-wise). I'm succeeding, but i need a little more time. This relationship could actually pan out perfect...
Planet Health is going good. Some days we do yoga(I don't like yoga!), others we'll do our normal strenous stretching/cruching, but lately we've been incorporating CHAIRMAN MAO's FITNESS PROGRAM (tm). Basically we're doing commie-chinese military exercises. It's good.
In addition to Planet Health strenuous exercises, I have been "training" and getting stronger by pulling carts in by hand, rather than cart hawk (i've used the hawk way too much). Hopefully I can go work at CostCo someday, and leave these shitty wages, although the work will be harder (and no going back to easy when i don't feel up to it), so i gotta get good at pulling by hand.
My metabolism has been skyrocketing so fast lately, I have been hungry for anything that I can find to feed my face with. Food tastes so delicious lately... I ate curry (I hate curry!) at my japanese teacher's house and it was one of the most delicious things i've eaten in a long time. On top of that, the fat content on my body has been melting away. I'm a lookin' good! Maybe i'll grow an inch longer... in foot size! (You know what they say about guys with big shoes).
Speaking of food, me and PM have been cooking. We do it professionally even! Unlike my wildly failed attempts to cook with other friends who didn't care about the importance of dish selection/preparation and cutting technique, me and PM have been spending quality time making food together: making the food healthy (we've been doing all vegan, though i can see where the meat comes in if i desire), making the food pleasing to the eye (there's many ways to cut a bell pepper), making the food tasty, and enjoying the food. I'm glad he truly cares about culinary cuisines. PM has become my morning teacher, usually teaching me in the morning, while my japanese teacher is my evening teacher, usually teaching me after noon.
Speaking of my japanese teacher, I have been watching old movies with him, and am also working on setting up private lessons so i can get to Japan, teaching japanese (it's been a dream of mine that I get excited thinking about) . In addition, I've been working on the Really Old Movie Preservation Project (ROMPP). You see, I bought a DVD burner this christmas, and it was good. I now have my computer working really fucking smoothly (RFS) and i'm happy. But now, we must save the data that breaks down in a decade -- vhs tapes. So, now that i'm done categorizing/backing up mp3's, i'm going to back up movies (which takes at least 7 months to watch if you watch them back to back, first to last). Yeah, I like big projects. Truly magnificent.
I might be buying sensei's '65 chevy soon. He gave me a good deal and my bro needs to get a different car... i'm thinking my bro can have my car and i'll buy sensei's. I REALLY want that car. Booyahh.
I'm getting a lot of people psyched up to do some really great things lately. Life is great. Some things are big, some are not so big, but overrall i'm starting to make a large dent in quite a few people's lives. I am pleased. (Maybe when i have time (which is scarce!) I will talk about Erin, Paul, Evan, Eric, Nick, Ben, Adrienne...etc. but for now I have spent way too much time writing this blog)
Note to all: Elvis's birthday is on the 8th. To celebrate, the people of elvis underground (kind of a church, if you will) are celebrating at the redwood peace and justice center at 7:00. Although donations from 5.00-100.00$ are desired at the door, NO ONE WILL BE TURNED AWAY. I'm not a convert of elvis, though PM tries to get me to convert (in fact, i'll have to contrast my japanese teacher with PM and how they battle over me in more topics than religion). PM has forced me to go to this, putting me in a position for the party where i'm indispensible. It's all in good fun, right? I thought the same thing when I was on the radio being his sidekick the other day (pirate radio (READ: Unlicensed radio. We be stealing the air waves illegally, yo)), as i read his beliefs out loud to the people of the county. Oh well. Glad i'm not really religious.
ENOUGH TALK! SLEEP awaits!
Ok. I am trying not to spend too much time writing in here, because i should be sleeping right now. But I never have time to post at all, and i get stuck pouring my heart out in my tangent ways.
Duncan left for Oregon. He couldn't take the difficulty of trying to keep a girlfriend when a so-called "friend"(in this case Oliver) slowly took her from him. He and Paige created vow rings because they believe they'll both get married some day, but, while he's away, Paige is going to have a relationship with Oliver. Everyone is disgusted with Paige. She's a showoff and she isn't with reality. It's sad, though, because sometimes her parents kick her out of the house, and she usually has no place to stay.
Reminds me of one time when Paige was attempting to overdose of Tylenol in the kitchen. The police were called, and she was screaming as everyone tried to stop her.
Kids, don't let love be the be all and end all of things. You'll do things you regret.
Yeah, everyone knows it. Me and Meghanraye have been slowly getting stuck on eachother, in a precarious relationship. We both don't like relationships (both feel they're a big waste of time, which they are), but love shoots arrows up our asses several times a month. What can you do? Just try to avoid the wasteful part of the relationship. Maximize the fun. At least we're both really mature people who share the same ideas about relationships. I am starting to love this feeling of sleeping next to someone each night, even if we don't screw. (kind of weird, shouldn't it be?). And.... i'm starting to enjoy her ideas and insights. Women with good qualities are hard to find in this county. I'm lucky to have found her (it's funny how she hides her good qualities). Now all I got to do is crack her open (relationship-wise). I'm succeeding, but i need a little more time. This relationship could actually pan out perfect...
Planet Health is going good. Some days we do yoga(I don't like yoga!), others we'll do our normal strenous stretching/cruching, but lately we've been incorporating CHAIRMAN MAO's FITNESS PROGRAM (tm). Basically we're doing commie-chinese military exercises. It's good.
In addition to Planet Health strenuous exercises, I have been "training" and getting stronger by pulling carts in by hand, rather than cart hawk (i've used the hawk way too much). Hopefully I can go work at CostCo someday, and leave these shitty wages, although the work will be harder (and no going back to easy when i don't feel up to it), so i gotta get good at pulling by hand.
My metabolism has been skyrocketing so fast lately, I have been hungry for anything that I can find to feed my face with. Food tastes so delicious lately... I ate curry (I hate curry!) at my japanese teacher's house and it was one of the most delicious things i've eaten in a long time. On top of that, the fat content on my body has been melting away. I'm a lookin' good! Maybe i'll grow an inch longer... in foot size! (You know what they say about guys with big shoes).
Speaking of food, me and PM have been cooking. We do it professionally even! Unlike my wildly failed attempts to cook with other friends who didn't care about the importance of dish selection/preparation and cutting technique, me and PM have been spending quality time making food together: making the food healthy (we've been doing all vegan, though i can see where the meat comes in if i desire), making the food pleasing to the eye (there's many ways to cut a bell pepper), making the food tasty, and enjoying the food. I'm glad he truly cares about culinary cuisines. PM has become my morning teacher, usually teaching me in the morning, while my japanese teacher is my evening teacher, usually teaching me after noon.
Speaking of my japanese teacher, I have been watching old movies with him, and am also working on setting up private lessons so i can get to Japan, teaching japanese (it's been a dream of mine that I get excited thinking about) . In addition, I've been working on the Really Old Movie Preservation Project (ROMPP). You see, I bought a DVD burner this christmas, and it was good. I now have my computer working really fucking smoothly (RFS) and i'm happy. But now, we must save the data that breaks down in a decade -- vhs tapes. So, now that i'm done categorizing/backing up mp3's, i'm going to back up movies (which takes at least 7 months to watch if you watch them back to back, first to last). Yeah, I like big projects. Truly magnificent.
I might be buying sensei's '65 chevy soon. He gave me a good deal and my bro needs to get a different car... i'm thinking my bro can have my car and i'll buy sensei's. I REALLY want that car. Booyahh.
I'm getting a lot of people psyched up to do some really great things lately. Life is great. Some things are big, some are not so big, but overrall i'm starting to make a large dent in quite a few people's lives. I am pleased. (Maybe when i have time (which is scarce!) I will talk about Erin, Paul, Evan, Eric, Nick, Ben, Adrienne...etc. but for now I have spent way too much time writing this blog)
Note to all: Elvis's birthday is on the 8th. To celebrate, the people of elvis underground (kind of a church, if you will) are celebrating at the redwood peace and justice center at 7:00. Although donations from 5.00-100.00$ are desired at the door, NO ONE WILL BE TURNED AWAY. I'm not a convert of elvis, though PM tries to get me to convert (in fact, i'll have to contrast my japanese teacher with PM and how they battle over me in more topics than religion). PM has forced me to go to this, putting me in a position for the party where i'm indispensible. It's all in good fun, right? I thought the same thing when I was on the radio being his sidekick the other day (pirate radio (READ: Unlicensed radio. We be stealing the air waves illegally, yo)), as i read his beliefs out loud to the people of the county. Oh well. Glad i'm not really religious.
ENOUGH TALK! SLEEP awaits!
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