Friday, August 21, 2009

Sandpaper would suck as a blanket...

I have had a summer with a lot of stuff in it. Wait, that was a little vague...
This summer has been crazy.

Now that the air is cleared I'll continue.
I am noticing Ray-bans are back...and I basically know for a fact that I...and possibly my friend Nat...were the ones that brought that into this century again. It really is too bad the rest of the world cannot pull off the look as well as I...and possibly Nat.

I have also introduced the planet to bright colors and how awesome they look. I've been nicknamed "Flash" at my volleyball games because of the outfits I wear. About which people have asked "How much battery power do you need to keep it looking like that?"

Speaking of nicknames, I am also known as "Jerry Taft." He is a weatherman. And I don't quite feel like getting into the explanation of how it came about...but it did and I like it. So now you few readers know 2 of my infamous nicknames for the summer...probably for the rest of my life too.

It will be nice someday when my mom's house has wireless internet so that I don't have to do what I am doing now...Sitting in Panera using their WiFi...except here's my main problem with this situation. Though it is free internet access, I have ended up paying $3.78 for this trip. Because I walk in with every intention to bum some WiFi and walk out when I'm done. But guilt is a nasty thing and it gets me every time. So, the story goes like this: I bought a lemonade slushy to make my conscience shut up and help the dying economy, and proceeded to grumpily slash sheepishly sit at my laptop and do my 'free' business for $3.78
Therefore, my house needs wireless.

Life is making itself aware to me lately. I am figuring out what direction I want it to go in and things have just been happening lately (thanks God) and I just really like it. Then there are the days when I think about it in a different light. The light of doom sheds on everything and I see how much I have to do to reach all of these goals that will make the life I want, happen. It's a struggle. A big one. Like a war in my head...and my body...my body has its own side to this war. It wants to lay down. That's it really. And surprisingly with its weak argument of only one thing...it is winning the war so far.

Well my frozen slushy lemonade is half full and just watery lemonade now...probably not worth $3.78 (I'm a bitter person at times)

It is time to head home and make a t-shirt and brainstorm ideas for an upcoming video.