It's so loud here. There are a total of 13 people, 2 cats, and a dog here. I'm getting my year's worth of dog interaction filled these four days. I'm already tired of the dog following me around. He should follow people that like him. I'm not a dog person. The cats are nice though. I've escaped to a room away from the million people, so it's a ( Read more... )

As you may know, I am in Spain. I have been since...Saturday? Yeah, Friday was the travel day. I guess the easiest way to do this would be day-by-day.

Friday
Mmm...Airports. Originally, the plan was for my mom to take me with her to the RDU airport in time for her flight which left around 12. My flight was supposed to leave at 6. So I sat around for ( Read more... )

I'll update on Spain later, but for now...It's 3 am and I can't sleep. I think it's a combination of the jetlag still getting to me and my dad snoring like an angry bear. I sure as hell want to sleep. I have to wake up in 5 hours and get on a plane to Barcelona ( Read more... )

I just fell on my ass right outside my front door. My rear might bruise and I minorly scuffed up my right wrist. I probably ran my already-wounded hand on the ground too, but I was too distracted by the whole being on the ground suddenly thing. I need to stop this hurting myself business. I'm really not that clumsy. Oh yeah, I forgot that I burnt ( Read more... )

This morning, I believe I filled the holiday injury quota. First time for me. I sliced my hand open with a bread knife while cutting a bagel. (Slice slice!) Or you could say I sliced my hand open on a bagel. I almost typed that. It'll be fun showering with a sliced hand....

On the agenda for today...Showering with one hand and cleaning my fish bowl ( Read more... )

There must be something about carrying my laundry basket up from the basement after coming back from Thanksgiving break. I've had essentially the same thing happen to me two years in a row. Weird, man.

I've made some rash decisions. We'll see if I stick to them.

This is vague as hell. But I don't care.

I'm back.

Being at my parents' houses often brings with it a desire to do nothing and be lazy. That being said, I still have two loaves of bread to bake. Thankfully, I am an owl of the night. Or a night owl. Because that sounds less like a prostitute owl.

So now, I have more links to give to the world.

Remember when I talked about detachable third arms?
Meet ( Read more... )