Zing!
Spring break was awesome. I don't think I've had one that good prior to it.
I will apologize to Amy here for missing her birthday, because I basically don't see her or talk to her much. I wasn't doing so good with packing, planning, etc. for spring break that night, and it got to the point where going out wasn't feasible. I'm sorry about that.
I haven't been feeling 100% lately. I have a couple theories as to why, ranging from just fighting off a bug to something a little more serious I'd like to never deal with if possible. No matter what the cause is, working out has been much more difficult than usual, although I've managed somewhat.
I've noticed that basically nobody talks to me on instant messenger anymore, other than my sister and a guy I play warcraft 3 with. If I did something to upset someone, the cone of silence (however cool it may have been in "get smart"!) isn't the answer. I'm usually very open to hearing how I screwed up and trying to adjust my behavior. However, I doubt that's the cause anyway. It's more likely that people just don't feel like talking to me, which is kind of harsh. I don't recall doing that to anybody else.
Oh, and I finally bought a new toilet. My old one has been broken for about 2-3 weeks (although I was gone for a good portion of that). Toilets are pretty heavy, and with the way I'm feeling I might have to hold off putting it in. More exciting is the possibility of the place being tiled eventually, although my parents are currently unwilling to do it because the house is not kept well.
Actually, I agree with their conclusion but it also pisses me off a little bit. After all, I do my own dishes, mow the lawn, and take the trash out. I also water the plants and grudgingly plant new ones when the ones in the gay ass planters die. I don't think it's unreasonable that somebody else vacuums. Also the "everyone washes their own dishes" policy has gone to hell, with a nice stack filling the sink and another covering a good portion of the counter. I can't cook, because there are no clean pans or strainers. I wash them when I use them...it isn't that hard! But I'm not cleaning up someone else's crap again.
That means that one counter is covered in dishes, and currently the other in garbage, because nobody took it out even a single time while I was gone over break. I don't care, I'm not touching it. It's not my problem.
I will apologize to Amy here for missing her birthday, because I basically don't see her or talk to her much. I wasn't doing so good with packing, planning, etc. for spring break that night, and it got to the point where going out wasn't feasible. I'm sorry about that.
I haven't been feeling 100% lately. I have a couple theories as to why, ranging from just fighting off a bug to something a little more serious I'd like to never deal with if possible. No matter what the cause is, working out has been much more difficult than usual, although I've managed somewhat.
I've noticed that basically nobody talks to me on instant messenger anymore, other than my sister and a guy I play warcraft 3 with. If I did something to upset someone, the cone of silence (however cool it may have been in "get smart"!) isn't the answer. I'm usually very open to hearing how I screwed up and trying to adjust my behavior. However, I doubt that's the cause anyway. It's more likely that people just don't feel like talking to me, which is kind of harsh. I don't recall doing that to anybody else.
Oh, and I finally bought a new toilet. My old one has been broken for about 2-3 weeks (although I was gone for a good portion of that). Toilets are pretty heavy, and with the way I'm feeling I might have to hold off putting it in. More exciting is the possibility of the place being tiled eventually, although my parents are currently unwilling to do it because the house is not kept well.
Actually, I agree with their conclusion but it also pisses me off a little bit. After all, I do my own dishes, mow the lawn, and take the trash out. I also water the plants and grudgingly plant new ones when the ones in the gay ass planters die. I don't think it's unreasonable that somebody else vacuums. Also the "everyone washes their own dishes" policy has gone to hell, with a nice stack filling the sink and another covering a good portion of the counter. I can't cook, because there are no clean pans or strainers. I wash them when I use them...it isn't that hard! But I'm not cleaning up someone else's crap again.
That means that one counter is covered in dishes, and currently the other in garbage, because nobody took it out even a single time while I was gone over break. I don't care, I'm not touching it. It's not my problem.