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!