Felt like posting some humor I stumbled across today:

A penguin who has car trouble, stops at a small town garage, and goes down the street to a diner for a tuna salad sandwich while he waits. When he returns to the garage, the mechanic says, "Looks like you've blown a seal." And the penguin wipes his mouth and says, "No, it's just some mayo."

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I was kicked out of the boy scouts for eating a brownie.

Went to the profit sharing thing this morning. I expected something far different. There was this stupid video, there was a good song in the beginning, but then it fell flat as the actor sings instead of the band, and continues to get worse. Larry was talking at the end; he’s really bad at scripted stuff. He doesn’t sound anything like what he did on the video. After a little more than an hour I have another $145.28, so it was a good morning, just wish I had gotten more.

Today started off really weird. I decided to skip history; I just didn’t want to wake up yet. Somewhere between then and when I woke up, I had some really strange dreams. I was back home in my parents’ house, Rob was still living there, Marshall, Lawrence, and Hera seemed to not exist yet. It’s my brother’s birthday, so mom is bitchy as usual. We fight as usual, during the fight; we start actually hitting each other. At one point, I kick her and she goes flying through the air and lands in the tub. At some other point, she puts some really nasty girly smelling oil based lotion on my face from behind. I get all pissy because I only use the oil free stuff, and I don’t want to smell like some nasty ass girl. I bite her hand as she is taking it away. I realize that I have a midterm that day, and get extremely pissed at mom for planning the birthday party for the time when my exam starts; this wouldn’t be so weird, except Rob’s birthday is on Christmas Eve. Rob is being all queeny starting to cry because mom and I are fighting on his birthday again. At some other point, some really cute guy appears. Apparently, this is my boyfriend; he’s very cute, and an extremely good kisser. My dad sees us kissing and gets weirded out, but then later seems to really like him when we’re not next to each other. During the middle of this, the toilet keeps on starting to leak, and then stopping when I leave the bathroom.

That was just a really weird start to the day. To top it off, I’m a complete dumbass. Calc starts at 11, somehow I thought I was on time, but then realized that I was an hour off, so when I was about to leave for class, it was already half over. Then I skipped physics so I could study more for the anthropology midterm. That went well I think, so that’s good, but I also skipped three classes today.

I am really not a fan of the Swissotel now. The idiots screwed up the flowers. Since we went there over Valentines Day weekend, dad had me get a dozen roses for mom, for him. I called and had the concierge charge my credit card, they were delivered all was good. Later that night, while we were out, a second set of roses appeared. The front desk was called, and they picked those up in the morning. I looked at my statement today, I was charged twice, once at the price she quoted me, and another at a higher price. So I call, they’re like we have no record of flowers. I was transferred from the concierge to accounting back to the concierge and then to the general manager. Except the manager was not there today, so he got a voicemail.

Tonight I’ve just been doing a lot of laundry and sitting around. I also ate most of the candy that I bought yesterday. There were some sugar fruit slices, a pound of peanut brittle and another of taffy, there’s a few pieces of taffy left now.

Sort of a plain weekend, not really plain, I guess, just something. I went to eat with Jeremy, Andy, Amanda, and Haley. Thai Wok is now closed; too bad their food was really good. Ended up going to the Cracker Barrel. Decent dinner, food is normally better there, but it was still good. Bought some candy too, I’m sitting eating that right now. It was really nice to get away from my house. I enjoyed hanging out with some people from first fox, and remember the one thing that I miss most about the dorms, companionship. I have a midterm tomorrow, it’s worth some ridiculous amount of our grade, 25% I think, and I need to start studying. I’m really tired, and sleep is sounding very tempting.

I think I’m just in another of those moods. I haven’t decided where to live next year, and I really need to do that soon. I can’t decide what I want to do with my hair. This normally hasn’t been a problem, I just do whatever I feel like at that moment, and it’s been the same forever. I need to figure out what I like and what actually looks decent. I’m second-guessing my major again. I really like cars, but is this what I want to do? Is WMU preparing me for what I think it is? I’m really getting tired of dumb customers at Menards too. Another day down.

Lots of things I want to write about, I think I’ll start by elaborating about Chicago. Drove over on Friday afternoon. Mapquest’s directions to the hotel were horribly wrong, I was lost for about an hour. Who would have thought Wacker Dr. would have a north, east, south, and a west version. I found the north south part, and then it was blocked off. Finally after driving in circles for a while, I stop someplace, get a phonebook, and look it up. Get checked in, there’s valet parking which is nice, but it’s $35 per vehicle per night on top of the hotel room. On Sunday when we checked out, we had to wait close to an hour for them to get the vehicles out. Actually, mine was out in 15 minutes, the other 45 were waiting for my parents. Friday night we went to eat at The Cheesecake Factory. Very good meal, my cheesecake was disappointing though. Parking there was $27 for 2.5 hours. Saturday we ate breakfast at Geneva, expensive and mediocre food. Waited for the shuttle to the car show for half an hour, it didn’t show up, so we went in a taxi to avoid parking fees. Decent show, could tell they were tired of walking, so I was rushing through. Ate dinner at Houlihans. I had a snack there the night before waiting for my parents to show up, so I knew the food was good. But, since it was Valentines Day, a lot of the cooks called in, so we waited forever for our food. Dad had a few drinks, not a single one was mixed correctly. They forgot to bring the salads before the meal, and the appetizer came with the meal. Food was still ok, but service sucked. Sunday we got up and ate at some little diner over by Nordstrom. Good food, great service, and the cheapest meal we had in Chicago. Then we went down the street and did some shopping in Nordstrom, and the surrounding mall type thingy. Got a few things, wasn’t able to find all I was looking for. Went back to the hotel and checked out. Had an attendant come up with a cart for our bags, very cute and friendly, I gave him a generous tip, the only person I tipped while I was there. We left and went to eat at Gino’s. Good pizza, nice and slow paced. By then it was time to come home, along the way the check engine light came on in my truck; I’m hoping that shuts off soon. I really want to move to Chicago now.

So far this week has been normal, ups and downs, overall just average. Had to read this book for Anthropology. "Neither Man Nor Woman". Worst book ever, I got to page 10 and refused to read any further. Partly because of how it was written, and partly because of the subject matter. It just disturbed me, and that’s really hard to do.

Profit sharing on Tuesday, I just have to wake up early enough to make it. At least I’ll get some doughnuts out of it. I’m scheduled for 45 hours during spring break, so hopefully that will pay for some shit. I do have Monday the 1st off though, and I’ll be going to Indiana to visit a friend, and do some touristy stuff.

Back from Chicago. Had a great weekend even if it was expensive. Saw some cars, had some food, did some shopping, and saw some cute guys. I also found a source for pants with a 28” waist.

So, yeah. I’m drunk and just got back from Katie’s kegger. It was her birthday yesterday, so today is the celebration. I forgot to tell her happy birthday. So I’m still drunk, I’m going to leave it at that.

I got my truck back, I am now $140 poorer, and 4wd is only temporarily fixed. They said it would be $700 on top of the $140 to actually fix it. I’ll see how long the temporary fix lasts, maybe I’ll just buy the part myself to save the money on labor. Just for shits and giggles lets make a list: $140-temporary fix, $280-new mirrors, $450-new 4wd controller, brakes-$300, total: $1170. That does not even take into account some of the routine maintenance that I want to have done. Vehicles are way too expensive.

Long story short: Lindsey and Jackie ended up stuck in Ann Arbor on their way back from Canada. When I got off work, I went there and brought them back. We all wanted to be home, so nobody seemed to care that I was going quickly. There was some house drama, hopefully that sorts itself out.

My truck is going to shit. Noticed the passenger mirror is vibrating, I gave it a shove, it is no longer mounted securely, the power adjustment is dead too. The tailgate began to squeak like the last one. Rotors are warped, and the brakes need to be bled. Could really use plugs and wires, it’s idling a little rough. Tonight when I tried to get down my street I had to put it in 4wd, it did not go in. Somehow it would go into 4-low, so I only have 4wd for speeds under about 15mph. I hope it’s just the switch because that’s easy enough to fix. And to think it was working perfectly normal two weeks ago. I have shitty luck.

Spent some time with Katie yesterday. Went over to her brother’s house with her, her brother made dinner for us. Went shopping for a bit, and then went over to Kelli’s place. Rachelle was visiting too, so we played some euchre. Took Katie home and went back to Kelli’s, then we went out to Firehouse. It is the most snobbish bar that I have ever been to. Found out that I like Miller Lite and Jager bombs. We ended up being kicked out, somewhere around 11:30 I think. Went to Steak & Shake, got a table and went back out to get Rachelle out of the truck. She was too drunk and really liked the back seat, so I went back in to get Kelli’s coat, notice Jason, sit down and talk for a minute. Then we head back to Kelli’s place. Kelli couldn’t get the key in the lock, took about five minutes. They get inside fall on the floor and stay there, so I give them pillows and steal Kelli’s bed. Wake up in the morning and have Kelli on my right and Rachelle on my left. I get up, go to the bathroom, and discover what happened after I fell asleep and when they woke up during the night. There was a plate of pizza rolls on the floor next to the bed, and a trail of them leading there from the kitchen, a broken glass under the table in the living/dining room from the shelf, and some mysterious vomit in the room that nobody seems to remember depositing.

One thing I never thought of before last night. How do you judge if you’re ok to drive after drinking? I mean it’s not as if they have a breathalyzer there for you to use. I gave myself the drunken test and was able to follow a straight line in the carpet as we were leaving, so I figured I was good, because we had started drinking about five hours before. Thinking back on it, I would really like to know what my blood alcohol content was. I was able to drive straight, because I think I passed a cop on the way back and was not pulled over. But I did notice that I had to follow farther behind than normal to feel as secure as I should. Anyway, thought of the night: put a breathalyzer in the bars and charge $1 to see where you are, so you actually have half a clue how far off you are before you try driving. Even if you try counting drinks, you’re confused as to how fast your body is working them off. Oh well, we made it back safe and I had a great night.

Had a weird customer at work tonight. He was extremely nice, which is good, once I finished getting stuff for him, he asks how I’m doing. Then he asks if I’m getting enough sex. I gave him the only answer that I could think of, “Close enough”. He just said be careful, and he was off.

Made hamburgers for dinner last night. Turned out really good, had the last one for breakfast. One of my teachers canceled class today. So I only have calc, and I think we’re having a quiz, so I have to go. Today is the career fair thingy, but I haven’t updated my resume or anything, so I’ll just skip it. I have to finish reading this book, Nisa. Worst book ever written and I’m only a third of the way through it. I also have to write an essay and study for an exam tonight.

Wednesday. I cannot think of what I want to write about today. There are many thoughts in my head, but they do not seem like journal material, or I just cannot put them into words. So, you are getting the basic rundown.

I had another exam today. I hope it went better than I thought. I did not even finish, although I only saw about three people who did. Went and got a haircut afterward. I think she actually did a good job; all I had to fix were my sideburns. Now I just have to decide if I want to dye it again, or let it grow out.

This has been an all right weekend. Started Saturday with a nice conversation before I went to work. Went to work, fucked up the one display. After work I went and picked up some boos for Jackie. Visited with their house until they were leaving to some concert. Nice to just sit around for a while. Came home and went to bed early. Kept waking up though, roommates were loud enough to wake me up on occasion, and then getting back to sleep wasn’t fun.

Today started shitty. Driving to work, someone decided to make a right turn off red in front of me. I get on the brakes, realize there isn’t enough space to stop, swerve to the right, across the corner they just turned around, through the snow bank, get airborne and land in the turn lane next to them. So I arrive to work all agitated, which was good because I got the display fixed very quickly. Went over to Jason’s for the superbowl, commercials were disappointing; game didn’t entertain me too much. The national anthem was sung well for the first time that I can remember. I enjoyed most of the company so that was good.

Now I have to study. I have an exam and two quizzes tomorrow.

Why is it when you’re the most tired, you can’t even get a good night’s sleep? And these dreams are way too fucked up. Back to bed again.

I am officially a dumbass. We got some new display doors at work. One was just a technical change so I figured it was the easiest and we could just do that first. So we get the old one all out, get the new one set in place and realize it has a 4-9/16 frame not 6-9/16 like the previous one. So, we switch out the frames and get it all back in place, after a few attempts at getting it even I might add. As I’m finishing up, I notice that they enclosed directions. After reading them, I realized it wasn’t a direct swap. It was supposed to have the thinner frame because it will now have a sign on the back covering the inside of the door. So in the morning, I get to take it all back out, put the door in the original frame and install it correctly.

How is it the one time that the one time the planogrammers include useful directions, I ignore them? They always fuck up, who was to know that they actually put some effort into this one. That’s my rant for the day; I don’t feel like writing about the rest.

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This was originally meant as an e-mail, and it did go out as part of one, but it also seemed an entry for Woohu, so here you go.

I can't help but confuse myself. I haven’t thought this hard about who I am in a long time. I always think about who I want to be, I always ignore my current situation, other than to complain on Woohu of course. And for some reason I really want to go sledding right now. I’m getting old too fast. I think of the rest of my family, my cousins younger than me are already married with children except for one. My brother has two kids, and his wife is almost a year younger than I am. I feel like a child in adult’s body, how can someone as immature and confused as me really be where I am?

Somehow, even as fucked up as I am feeling right now, I’m somehow extremely happy. I need to stop thinking; it’s just going to get me into trouble.

I’m in a happy mood, as if you didn’t notice by the heading above. I made a new friend and his questions are making me think as much about myself as he is about himself. I think the biggest reason why I’m happy now is that my mind has been taken of the shitty part of life. I’m now thinking of the good parts. My music choice is helping too. From Jackyl to LSO to Alanis Morissette this is just an eclectic night for me. Damn I need to start homework. I guess I can just skip sleep tonight; I haven’t done that in a while.

I like nights like this where I am sane enough to separate the good from the bad in my life and only focus on the good. And for some reason I’m singing songs from Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory in my head…

We have finally gotten snow. Now if only I were in a position to take advantage of it. Snowmobiles, snowshoes, everything that I would want to use is back home.

I wish my classes were as easy as they used to be. I actually have to study for some of them now, this is disappointing. It was so nice to ignore a class once the lecture ended. Off to study for a Physics quiz.

Another day down. So classes are going well, except for Calc II. I hate math. But, somehow, I’m enjoying Physics, go figure. I’m reading this book, Nisa, for anthropology, it has to be the worst book known to man.

Went out to eat with Katie and Lindsey tonight. Some Greek place, the food was definitely Americanized, but it was really good and moderately cheap. Then we picked up Jackie went to visit Jana and Dave. Speaking of them, Dave should really post in his journal about his new daughter. Elise Lauren, not sure if that’s how they decided to spell it, but close enough until I find out the right spelling.