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A couple of days ago I actually got to hang out with Mike. Heh, its been awhile since he's always so busy with school/work/gf. Yeah, Mike, Jesse and I were going to go watch Fat Albert, but Mike wanted to go see if any stores had Napoleon Dynomite on dvd. So we went to Best Buy, found it, then decided to play Madden for about an hour, and we missed Fat Albert, so we just decided to go to Mike's and watch Napoleon, it was really funny. I might have to buy it some time. Anyway, we then played poker for about, oh, 4 hours. Yeah, the only reason we stopped was because we apparently woke everyone up in the house and blah blah blah people got mad, whatever. Mike then drove us home at 3am because Jesse still had his car back in Mission Valley and he was still going to drive back to Pomona that, morning (Don't ask, I tried, I couldn't figure it out either). So Mike's driving back at about 120 mph. Just as we were about to get to the exit to the mall, yeah, you guessed it, the cops show up. Mike is pissed as fuck. They said they clocked him at 100+ and I think they were about to put him in cuffs because he didn't have his license either. They ended up just writing him a ticket, so yeah, Great effin night.
In other news, what is up with this rain? and the wind? woah, crazy. Yeah, not typical December weather for San Diego. That wind is crazy. I wonder if my Chihuahas are going to fly away. Hmm.
In other other news, as weird/sadistic/morbid as it sounds, I took this Death Test to determine when I was going to die and of what. I was curious. It said I was going to die at 73, and the probably cause was cancer. I have a 55% chance of dying of cancer, 24% in a car accident, which I think should be higher because I also drive 100+ on the freeway (just no tickets, yet.) These last two are quite amusing, yet I wouldn't be surprised...13% loneliness, and 5% drowning of the lungs. So yeah. I dunno, because my dad died of cancer, I've always had this feeling that I would get it too, it was only a matter of when. As sad as this seems, I try to judge and see if eventually I'd show symptoms, even though its hard to tell. I've never gone into the doctor to get a check up, as far as having cancer that is. I dunno, I guess if I do have it now, I wouldnt want to know. But then again, I kinda would. But oh well, I still have a whiles before I go under, according to some quacky test that is.
I have 19,260 days left to live
I have lived 27% of my life
Consider that the average life for an adult male is like, 75, what have I done with a little less than 1/3 of my life? Hard to gauge right now, because most of when my "life" actually begins isn't until my late 20s. So we'll see. Anyway, I leave you to ponder that. Goodnight!
In other news, what is up with this rain? and the wind? woah, crazy. Yeah, not typical December weather for San Diego. That wind is crazy. I wonder if my Chihuahas are going to fly away. Hmm.
In other other news, as weird/sadistic/morbid as it sounds, I took this Death Test to determine when I was going to die and of what. I was curious. It said I was going to die at 73, and the probably cause was cancer. I have a 55% chance of dying of cancer, 24% in a car accident, which I think should be higher because I also drive 100+ on the freeway (just no tickets, yet.) These last two are quite amusing, yet I wouldn't be surprised...13% loneliness, and 5% drowning of the lungs. So yeah. I dunno, because my dad died of cancer, I've always had this feeling that I would get it too, it was only a matter of when. As sad as this seems, I try to judge and see if eventually I'd show symptoms, even though its hard to tell. I've never gone into the doctor to get a check up, as far as having cancer that is. I dunno, I guess if I do have it now, I wouldnt want to know. But then again, I kinda would. But oh well, I still have a whiles before I go under, according to some quacky test that is.
I have 19,260 days left to live
I have lived 27% of my life
Consider that the average life for an adult male is like, 75, what have I done with a little less than 1/3 of my life? Hard to gauge right now, because most of when my "life" actually begins isn't until my late 20s. So we'll see. Anyway, I leave you to ponder that. Goodnight!