So if sharks are flat and turtles are round...
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What does that make me?
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So. March. The month of all the fish out there...
Since I know far to many people out there with birthdays in March... Here's a collective.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALL TO FISHIES!!
Yeah.
And...
I can't believe I have almost been back for a year.
Um.
And I'm not looking forward to Sunday. Alllllll day with my Mom. Bleh. I am not very fond of her lately.
She just keeps telling me things that... I don't know, she must think is helpful or something, but really.
They hurt.
Oh well. Such is life, and it isn't hard to move on. I just hate family get togethers. I think I'm missing that part of my soul or something, the part that is all into family. Meh. Oh! But on the upside, my Dad and his fiance will be there, and that's cool. Matt wont be able to go because he'll be at work, and a whole shitload of people I barely know will be talking about things I will most likely not want to discuss. Like why I moved back and all that. :: shudders :: That's what I get for being stupid though. So yeah, awesome. It would be cool if I stopped doing things that turn around and bite me in the ass. But I don't seem to be a quick learner in that department, suppose we can't all be saints. Hmm. Oh! San Francisco on Thursday most likely though, so that will rock. Though I went there a couple of weeks ago, but... Well that was just irritating mostly. Here, lemme explain...
So, I went with my friend Daniel. In his truck. Which... Realistically should only hold two people... Well, it was Dan, Me, and his 5 year old son in a car seat. I was crammed in the middle, and we got stuck in traffic, so air, or radio. His son, while we're in the middle of traffic as a sudden need to use the restroom. He is practically crying, but it's not like we can turn off anywhere, and traffic is barely crawling. So... He gets to learn how to pee in a bottle while we're stuck there... And so then we are still stuck... Finally we get across the Bay Bridge and get into SF, andf get lost... Wind up where I always do when I get lost in SF... Same freaking place everytime, and it happens with different people... Anywho, so, we finally find where we are going... And Dan had written downt he wrong address, so we're not even in the right place... Bah. Yeah. So I crashed when I got home. Cause I only had 2 hours of sleep before we went and all that.
Okay.
Uh.
Bye then.
:: hides ::
Ghoti