Today I rode with Erica (red-headed friend since 1st grade) to LaGrange, Ga (about 45 min north) to get her car serviced. Her mother followed us up there. Here's a synopsis of the trip:
-Woke up at 7:30 after getting home at 2am
-dropped car off, at at IHOP
-went to the LaGrange Mall, where we were pulled not only back in time about 15 years, but also pulled into all things country and hickish.
-finally go and pick up the car
-20 min outside Columbus, Erica's tire blows out and we pull to the side of the road (so does her mom)
-wait an hour and half for tow guy to come to put spare on and he leaves. weee!
-Drive no more than 5 feet and the spare goes flat. WOOO!!!
-wait another hour for the guy to come back and tow the car back to the dealership. YAAAY!
-drive back to La Grange to get Erica's loaner car
-finally make it back to Columbus 4 hours and 30 min after the time that her tire blew out.
Man its been a long day...but we're okay so all is good. I hope y'all's days were filled with better luck than mine! Take care guys.
Saturday, May 29, 2004
Wednesday, May 26, 2004
Sorry for the past few blogs being so cryptic...I'll work on that.
My job starts tomorrow! I'm excited about having something to do during the day. I'm hoping there wont be any drama...that's unrealistic. I'm hoping there will be very little drama and that I'll be able to stay out of it.
I love how in the summer I get to meet so many awsome people. In one night I may meet 5 new people. I love it! Especially when everyone's connections start coming full circle. For instance, a few nights ago I was going to hang out with a group of guys I know and I took Erica along. Now, I hung out with these boys all last summer, so I'm pretty comfortable around them. Erica didn't and she was nervous about going over. But low and behold, one of the guys was someone who had had a crush on her in highschool, and that she had kinda liked too (but had a boyfriend at the time). They hung out that whole night and he's been calling to hang out with her since! How cool is that? Who would have guessed?
Here's to the possiblities found in summer! MMM!
My job starts tomorrow! I'm excited about having something to do during the day. I'm hoping there wont be any drama...that's unrealistic. I'm hoping there will be very little drama and that I'll be able to stay out of it.
I love how in the summer I get to meet so many awsome people. In one night I may meet 5 new people. I love it! Especially when everyone's connections start coming full circle. For instance, a few nights ago I was going to hang out with a group of guys I know and I took Erica along. Now, I hung out with these boys all last summer, so I'm pretty comfortable around them. Erica didn't and she was nervous about going over. But low and behold, one of the guys was someone who had had a crush on her in highschool, and that she had kinda liked too (but had a boyfriend at the time). They hung out that whole night and he's been calling to hang out with her since! How cool is that? Who would have guessed?
Here's to the possiblities found in summer! MMM!
Saturday, May 22, 2004
Well, that was...awful. Woooo!!!
I got the chance...created the chance...something like that, to revisit a moment, or era, from my past and I've come out better for it. I really had put the memory on a pedestal, thinking it was so amazing. Having gone through it a second time, I realize, it wasn't amazing...it was even kinda awful. So now, I'm free from that moment...era of my past, at last. ::sighs:: feels good.
On another note, I just saw about 4 episodes of Three's Company. I liked that show at one point...and I don't dislike it now, but man is it predictable. I hadn't realized. Silly me.
So in conclusion...memory can be deceitful, as can a hopeful heart, so be cautious and let your brain do some of the thinking too.
On another note, I just saw about 4 episodes of Three's Company. I liked that show at one point...and I don't dislike it now, but man is it predictable. I hadn't realized. Silly me.
So in conclusion...memory can be deceitful, as can a hopeful heart, so be cautious and let your brain do some of the thinking too.
Friday, May 21, 2004
Oh Me Oh My What'll I Do? Can't Find an Elephant to Tie my Shoe...
Tonight was a night with my fam. Me, Mom, Dad, DB, my Uncle John, Aunt Carol, and some women that is distantly related to my aunt who lives in Denver and tracked down my aunt and has come down to see what the south is all about and share some family letters written by some great grandfather...or something like that. Whew! Its hard writing run on clauses.
We started at the Olive Branch Cafe (pretty swank and definitely arranged by Uncle John). Still on my no chicken/meat kick, I had a salad.
So you've all heard of my CHICO'S advocate of an aunt, this is about her other half. Uncle John...Uncle John is Frasier. When put together I guess my dad and he could be seen as Frasier and Niles...but Dad definitely doesn't qualify on his own...no Dad's not much of a Niles. Anyways, that whole, I'm a guy with refined taste, who appreciates all things of expensive taste, and knows what it means to socialize with society, is everything that is Uncle John.
Anyways, we saw Booth, Brother Booth which was pretty fantastic. While waiting for the show to start some old society couple sitting in a box seat were meet and greeting. That in itself was amusing, and then I heard "Evenin' Judge" I almost lost it. Maybe you had to be taking in my whole night to appreciate that, but I got a kick out of it
Whoo!!! Apparently the theme of the year is for me to make stupid decisions...next time you talk to me, tell me to stop. ::looks distressed::
We started at the Olive Branch Cafe (pretty swank and definitely arranged by Uncle John). Still on my no chicken/meat kick, I had a salad.
So you've all heard of my CHICO'S advocate of an aunt, this is about her other half. Uncle John...Uncle John is Frasier. When put together I guess my dad and he could be seen as Frasier and Niles...but Dad definitely doesn't qualify on his own...no Dad's not much of a Niles. Anyways, that whole, I'm a guy with refined taste, who appreciates all things of expensive taste, and knows what it means to socialize with society, is everything that is Uncle John.
Anyways, we saw Booth, Brother Booth which was pretty fantastic. While waiting for the show to start some old society couple sitting in a box seat were meet and greeting. That in itself was amusing, and then I heard "Evenin' Judge" I almost lost it. Maybe you had to be taking in my whole night to appreciate that, but I got a kick out of it
Whoo!!! Apparently the theme of the year is for me to make stupid decisions...next time you talk to me, tell me to stop. ::looks distressed::
Chicken, baseball, and what is that?
I ate a chicken sandwich yesterday and thought I would be sick. It wasn't because the chicken was bad; I think any other time I would have found it quite tasty, but at that point in time the texture of meat in my mouth was the most unsettling feeling. I didn't finish the sandwich. Still today I can't imagine biting into chicken...I hope that goes away...I don't think I'd be a very good vegetarian.
Went to a baseball game with my brother, his girlfriend, and his friend yesterday. It was cool. Tommy Lasorta (some famous baseball something or other that was a manager of the Dodgers maybe?-I'm so knowledgeable in baseball) was there. He spoke before the game and then signed autographs throughout out it. It was a perfect game? (I don't know if it was pitched by just one person though...) but anyways, no steals and no hits I guess is what makes it perfect...well we won, I know that. 10 to 0.
The mascot for Columbus' baseball team is the catfish...a blue catfish. Come to think of it, our hockey team's mascot, a cottonmouth, is blue too. Weird. At any rate, there was someone in a mascot uniform being the blue catfish, only it was a furry costume; he just looked like Cookie Monster on crack. At one point he started chasing this kid. Poor kid; I would have had a heartattack. Oh, Columbus.
Went to a baseball game with my brother, his girlfriend, and his friend yesterday. It was cool. Tommy Lasorta (some famous baseball something or other that was a manager of the Dodgers maybe?-I'm so knowledgeable in baseball) was there. He spoke before the game and then signed autographs throughout out it. It was a perfect game? (I don't know if it was pitched by just one person though...) but anyways, no steals and no hits I guess is what makes it perfect...well we won, I know that. 10 to 0.
The mascot for Columbus' baseball team is the catfish...a blue catfish. Come to think of it, our hockey team's mascot, a cottonmouth, is blue too. Weird. At any rate, there was someone in a mascot uniform being the blue catfish, only it was a furry costume; he just looked like Cookie Monster on crack. At one point he started chasing this kid. Poor kid; I would have had a heartattack. Oh, Columbus.
Thursday, May 20, 2004
Blah Blah Blah
Still working on making my room move-in-able (just except that...) I was able to empty half of what was still in my closet for Goodwill. Wouldn't believe the clothes I've kept over the years...or even worse, the clothes I still wear. I have about two winter shirts left after that, so I've got to save some money up for a winter wardrobe. (woo!!)
I'm stalling on eating the food Dad just bought me because I was watching a movie where a roach crawled on the fork of this guys food and he ate it! Can't get it out of my head...too bad, I'm starving and its good food!
I have to admit, part of me is stalling on moving to my room. There are two very old mattresses on that bed its like trying sleep on a trampoline. The bed in DB's room used to be mine before I decided I wanted a larger bed. Anyways, its the best mattress in the house! I sleep like a baby on it. I might be another week before I finish my room...
Sorry guys, I'm writing about crap...I'll come back when I've got something to say.
I'm stalling on eating the food Dad just bought me because I was watching a movie where a roach crawled on the fork of this guys food and he ate it! Can't get it out of my head...too bad, I'm starving and its good food!
I have to admit, part of me is stalling on moving to my room. There are two very old mattresses on that bed its like trying sleep on a trampoline. The bed in DB's room used to be mine before I decided I wanted a larger bed. Anyways, its the best mattress in the house! I sleep like a baby on it. I might be another week before I finish my room...
Sorry guys, I'm writing about crap...I'll come back when I've got something to say.
Monday, May 17, 2004
Score!
Excitement
1)So I've got some exciting news...well exciting for me at least. For the month of June my cousin, Kelly, and her husband, Tony, are going to be in and out of town and need a house and dog sitter--> me! I get to live in their house for a month taking care of their precious dog, Tank, and get paid for it! Oh, I also get to drive her car, and she's leaving me money for food-crazy! Quite a step up from an 11-year-old's bottom bunk =)
2) Second exciting news, again more so for me than y'all, my good friend Erin Collins graduated from Auburn this Friday and in August her and her friend are moving to Charleston! Awesome. So yay to more friends in Charleston; consider me tickled pink.
Annoyance
I've been getting my perscription filled at Eckards in Charleston, since I was living there and all. But yesterday I went to get it filled here at our Eckards and they tell me South Carolina law wont allow perscriptions to be transfered out of state. Ergh! So now I've got to get my doctor to write, yet another perscription for me for just Columbus. Either that or come to Charleston in a month just to refill my perscription. I miss not being bound to a perscription, life was simple then, or at least I wasn't spending as much time in Eckards.
Random
I'm still going strong on my exercise regiment. Thanks to CardioBlast yesterday my thighs are burnin today, haha. But good. That means they're working.
More to say...rather talk to a friend than a computer though. So I'm off.
1)So I've got some exciting news...well exciting for me at least. For the month of June my cousin, Kelly, and her husband, Tony, are going to be in and out of town and need a house and dog sitter--> me! I get to live in their house for a month taking care of their precious dog, Tank, and get paid for it! Oh, I also get to drive her car, and she's leaving me money for food-crazy! Quite a step up from an 11-year-old's bottom bunk =)
2) Second exciting news, again more so for me than y'all, my good friend Erin Collins graduated from Auburn this Friday and in August her and her friend are moving to Charleston! Awesome. So yay to more friends in Charleston; consider me tickled pink.
Annoyance
I've been getting my perscription filled at Eckards in Charleston, since I was living there and all. But yesterday I went to get it filled here at our Eckards and they tell me South Carolina law wont allow perscriptions to be transfered out of state. Ergh! So now I've got to get my doctor to write, yet another perscription for me for just Columbus. Either that or come to Charleston in a month just to refill my perscription. I miss not being bound to a perscription, life was simple then, or at least I wasn't spending as much time in Eckards.
Random
I'm still going strong on my exercise regiment. Thanks to CardioBlast yesterday my thighs are burnin today, haha. But good. That means they're working.
More to say...rather talk to a friend than a computer though. So I'm off.
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
Midnight Driving with Sore Legs
I still feel like I need to make up excuses as to why I'm leaving the house at 12pm to go out. Tonight it was that I was going to Erica's (which is the standard excuse). I'm not doing anything scandalous, least not this night. Just drove around town singing to myself and thinking. I don't know my parents would go for that though. Young girl, driving by herself late at night...Oh well. it was nice.
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Dad cleaned Bret's room today...that is to say you can walk into half of it. Still a long way to go until I feel comfortable living in there and calling it my room again.
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To kick off our contract, Erica and I walked for half an hour and worked out for half an hour yesterday.
I'm hooked now.
I got up this morning (9 o'clock) and turned on Fit TV and did an hour and a half worth of aerobics. Something called Pyramids? maybe? and then my favorite part, Gilad's Body's in Motion.
Gilad is an ex-navy seal...or something like that. He travels the world to do on location aerobics shows. haha. The opening sequence to his show was him doing all sorts of crazy sports all over the world (in small shirts and huge 80's looking tennipumps, of course) concluding with him sprinting along the beach, wind in his pony tail, capris pants clinging to his legs, and a dashing smile across his face that seemed to say "I'm Gilad, and I'm one sexy bastard." Hehehe. Good times with Gilad =)
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Dad cleaned Bret's room today...that is to say you can walk into half of it. Still a long way to go until I feel comfortable living in there and calling it my room again.
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To kick off our contract, Erica and I walked for half an hour and worked out for half an hour yesterday.
I'm hooked now.
I got up this morning (9 o'clock) and turned on Fit TV and did an hour and a half worth of aerobics. Something called Pyramids? maybe? and then my favorite part, Gilad's Body's in Motion.
Gilad is an ex-navy seal...or something like that. He travels the world to do on location aerobics shows. haha. The opening sequence to his show was him doing all sorts of crazy sports all over the world (in small shirts and huge 80's looking tennipumps, of course) concluding with him sprinting along the beach, wind in his pony tail, capris pants clinging to his legs, and a dashing smile across his face that seemed to say "I'm Gilad, and I'm one sexy bastard." Hehehe. Good times with Gilad =)
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Revamping My Facade
Wooo!!! My blog's got an update! And now you can leave me comments!! That's pretty darn spiffy and I'm excited =) So y'all need to utilize the whole comment thing-It will make me happy.
Here's whats going on in Columbus, GA
-Sleeping in my little brother's bottom bunk because I currently have no room; this also means I'm living out of my boxes because I have no place to unpack into. wee!
-signed my first work contract and that's exciting. I'm now an official memember of the American work force. Look out world!
-I'm up by 8 this morning thanks to my family getting ready for school and work; DB pushed sleep 3 times, my dad woke him twice, and my mom woke him once...I miss Timeria. Well, maybe I get along with my current roomie better, but there's little chance he'll be spending the night off on school nights. haha
-I made record time in buying shoes. It took me exactly 15 hrs of being in Columbus before I found a pair I couldn't live with out-they were on sale!
-I've signed an excersize contract with Erica. For the next 3 months we have to excersize at least 3 days a week. If we break the contract we have to wash all of our families' cars, grand total-8 cars. If that's not motivation to get in shape, I don't know what is =)
-had a blast from the past last night when Michael Driggers (with whom I haven't seen or really spoken to since I left college) called me at 12 am to eat at Gabby's. Its nice to find out it was a good decision to move on from some and that you really are better without them. Here's to being awkward with someone you used to be so comfortable with!
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That's about it kids, I've only been here since Saturday at 11pm so I'd say that pretty solid. Leave a comment so I'll know they work =) later bugs
Here's whats going on in Columbus, GA
-Sleeping in my little brother's bottom bunk because I currently have no room; this also means I'm living out of my boxes because I have no place to unpack into. wee!
-signed my first work contract and that's exciting. I'm now an official memember of the American work force. Look out world!
-I'm up by 8 this morning thanks to my family getting ready for school and work; DB pushed sleep 3 times, my dad woke him twice, and my mom woke him once...I miss Timeria. Well, maybe I get along with my current roomie better, but there's little chance he'll be spending the night off on school nights. haha
-I made record time in buying shoes. It took me exactly 15 hrs of being in Columbus before I found a pair I couldn't live with out-they were on sale!
-I've signed an excersize contract with Erica. For the next 3 months we have to excersize at least 3 days a week. If we break the contract we have to wash all of our families' cars, grand total-8 cars. If that's not motivation to get in shape, I don't know what is =)
-had a blast from the past last night when Michael Driggers (with whom I haven't seen or really spoken to since I left college) called me at 12 am to eat at Gabby's. Its nice to find out it was a good decision to move on from some and that you really are better without them. Here's to being awkward with someone you used to be so comfortable with!
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That's about it kids, I've only been here since Saturday at 11pm so I'd say that pretty solid. Leave a comment so I'll know they work =) later bugs
Monday, May 03, 2004
Two very different thoughts
I think it'd be amusing for a day to have everyone narrate what you had to do for the day. Everyone could take turns describing your actions...you'd provide the dialogue I suppose. But they could direct it, tone of voice, where your attention is going or even make comments about your inner dialogue...
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I'd like some advise. I guess y'all can email or consult in person. Here's the thing: my little brother's not so little anymore. He'll be 12 this summer and in 7th grade next year. I found a website of his friends and in this kids guest book, all of DB's little friends are cursing up a storm Fuck this Fuck that Fuck your mom... So I know DB know's this stuff and probably has for a long time. But I never really thought about it before. I don't want him to be one of those punk little kids always running their mouths with nothing to say, but I also don't want him to think he needs to be Mr. Spick and Span who never says anything bad and always has his shirt tucked in and his hair slicked back.
I know Bret thought my highschool career was a bit ridiculously good and that I could have used to get in a litte more trouble--I'm partially inclined to agree with him. I don't want squirt (so maybe I should stop using this nickname for him?) to live this really clean life all through highschool only to go to college and be confronted with stuff he's never delt with before. Nor do I want him to get so rapped up in partying that he looses his personality...
After seeing his friend's web site I started to remember how much the boys in my sixth grade class knew, how much I knew at that time. How horney those boys were, and how real my desire to relate to the opposite sex was. Don't tell a litte kid they don't know what its like to really like someone (they don't know, but as far as their concerned their in love when they have a crush).
I took pains in trying to educate David Bret musically...but I forgot about all the other stuff. I'm not saying I want to take him out and get him wasted, way too young for that, he's got at least 2 years before that will be necessary (I hope!) Now I'm remembering how much drug use was going on amongst our guys in 7th and 8th grade...Oh goodness, too much for me. And y'all wonder why I'm hesitent to have children of my own!
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I'd like some advise. I guess y'all can email or consult in person. Here's the thing: my little brother's not so little anymore. He'll be 12 this summer and in 7th grade next year. I found a website of his friends and in this kids guest book, all of DB's little friends are cursing up a storm Fuck this Fuck that Fuck your mom... So I know DB know's this stuff and probably has for a long time. But I never really thought about it before. I don't want him to be one of those punk little kids always running their mouths with nothing to say, but I also don't want him to think he needs to be Mr. Spick and Span who never says anything bad and always has his shirt tucked in and his hair slicked back.
I know Bret thought my highschool career was a bit ridiculously good and that I could have used to get in a litte more trouble--I'm partially inclined to agree with him. I don't want squirt (so maybe I should stop using this nickname for him?) to live this really clean life all through highschool only to go to college and be confronted with stuff he's never delt with before. Nor do I want him to get so rapped up in partying that he looses his personality...
After seeing his friend's web site I started to remember how much the boys in my sixth grade class knew, how much I knew at that time. How horney those boys were, and how real my desire to relate to the opposite sex was. Don't tell a litte kid they don't know what its like to really like someone (they don't know, but as far as their concerned their in love when they have a crush).
I took pains in trying to educate David Bret musically...but I forgot about all the other stuff. I'm not saying I want to take him out and get him wasted, way too young for that, he's got at least 2 years before that will be necessary (I hope!) Now I'm remembering how much drug use was going on amongst our guys in 7th and 8th grade...Oh goodness, too much for me. And y'all wonder why I'm hesitent to have children of my own!
Sunday, May 02, 2004
Everything on my mind except school.
It seems like we've always been asked to figure out our morals so that we wouldn't have figure them out in the moment. The whole, if you decide now not to drink if you're put in a situation where you're around people drinking you will be less likely to go back on your decision, kinda thing. Well that's a nice theory, isn't it?
The thing is, we are constantly changing our morals and levels of exceptance whether we are aware of it or not.
When I was in lower school, I said I would never use curse words. At that point "crap" was such a bad word! And although I still don't advocate using curse words in the every-other-word-in-my-speach way, if I get upset or mad, it wouldn't be beyond me to say fuck. The word that I thought was the worst of them all.
These changes are so gradual we barely notice them until we look back. Some of them so subtle they'll go unnoticed. So then what's right and what's wrong? Was I right when I was in elementary and now I'm being bad? Or was I unrealistic in elementary and now I'm being practical?
I had a friend once who wanted to wait until marriage before she kissed anyone. Wow...what a decision. And I know people who have made it. But for what ever reason my friend changed her mind and has kissed before marriage. Should she veiw it as she's gone against her morals? or that her morals have changed?
So that brings up this. If we can in fact change our morals, then can we ever go against them? If I do something I always said I wouldn't do and didn't believe in, rather than saying I've gone against my morals, could I just say that I've recreated them? If so, what's the point in even determining what I believe to be right and what I believe to be wrong?
Why not just live from moment to moment making decisions on what I think is right for me at the time? The problem, how can you have a clear perspective in the moment?
So I'm back at square one. Takin life as it comes with whatever experiance and knowledge I've gained thus far.
The thing is, we are constantly changing our morals and levels of exceptance whether we are aware of it or not.
When I was in lower school, I said I would never use curse words. At that point "crap" was such a bad word! And although I still don't advocate using curse words in the every-other-word-in-my-speach way, if I get upset or mad, it wouldn't be beyond me to say fuck. The word that I thought was the worst of them all.
These changes are so gradual we barely notice them until we look back. Some of them so subtle they'll go unnoticed. So then what's right and what's wrong? Was I right when I was in elementary and now I'm being bad? Or was I unrealistic in elementary and now I'm being practical?
I had a friend once who wanted to wait until marriage before she kissed anyone. Wow...what a decision. And I know people who have made it. But for what ever reason my friend changed her mind and has kissed before marriage. Should she veiw it as she's gone against her morals? or that her morals have changed?
So that brings up this. If we can in fact change our morals, then can we ever go against them? If I do something I always said I wouldn't do and didn't believe in, rather than saying I've gone against my morals, could I just say that I've recreated them? If so, what's the point in even determining what I believe to be right and what I believe to be wrong?
Why not just live from moment to moment making decisions on what I think is right for me at the time? The problem, how can you have a clear perspective in the moment?
So I'm back at square one. Takin life as it comes with whatever experiance and knowledge I've gained thus far.
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