My little cousins slept over on Sat. My cousin Katie found my wallet. It was in my car on the floor of the passenger front side. Not under the seat. I checked my car turoughly. I don't know how I get by.
Every mouth WWE has a PPV. I have a list of people that send me their picks for the matches on the card. I then add the parentages for the correct picks on the current PPV, correct picks in the past year, and correct picks for all time. This time around, for the first time since I start taking picks and keeping track three years ago, someone got the picks 100% correct.
And, that person was me.
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
It's like Christmas, but you get to blow stuff up!
I woke up today at 3:15 P.M.
I cut the grass. Then I picked up my friend James. I did not have Chaplaincy tonight.
We went to the dollar store. I love that place. I don't know why I EVER shop anywhere else. I got two great big containers of Hawaiian Punch for a dollar each. Not a dollar fifty nine like most dollar stores. Then we went to Comix Corner where I picked up my funny books, and the then we ate at Mongolian Buffet. I love that place. All you can eat for one low price. We then went back to his house and threw some trash on the dash.
If anyone knows where my wallet is, please tell me.
I cut the grass. Then I picked up my friend James. I did not have Chaplaincy tonight.
We went to the dollar store. I love that place. I don't know why I EVER shop anywhere else. I got two great big containers of Hawaiian Punch for a dollar each. Not a dollar fifty nine like most dollar stores. Then we went to Comix Corner where I picked up my funny books, and the then we ate at Mongolian Buffet. I love that place. All you can eat for one low price. We then went back to his house and threw some trash on the dash.
If anyone knows where my wallet is, please tell me.
Monday, August 9, 2004
The power of stink
So I get home from work Friday, do my push ups, take off my shirt to change and notice that I stink! Turns out that my deodorant is the same color and the plastic underneath the stick of actual deodorant. So I was out but did not know it. Who crappy idea was it to color the plastic that way?
As I have said on here before I love to cook. But I got this real crappy set of measuring spoons/cups. There is like only seven in the whole set, so I have to scoop stuff twice or try to eyeball half of a scoop sometime. I have not had the money to get a real good set, money is tight. But the other day I found a great set of measuring spoons I forgot I had. There were RIGHT NEXT to the set I use all the time. This is like MOUNTHS I have been waiting a new set. I completely forgot I had this set. I clearly cannot be held accountable for any of my actions.
The power in my neighborhood got knocked out last night so I did not wake up in time for church this morning.
As I have said on here before I love to cook. But I got this real crappy set of measuring spoons/cups. There is like only seven in the whole set, so I have to scoop stuff twice or try to eyeball half of a scoop sometime. I have not had the money to get a real good set, money is tight. But the other day I found a great set of measuring spoons I forgot I had. There were RIGHT NEXT to the set I use all the time. This is like MOUNTHS I have been waiting a new set. I completely forgot I had this set. I clearly cannot be held accountable for any of my actions.
The power in my neighborhood got knocked out last night so I did not wake up in time for church this morning.
Thursday, August 5, 2004
The Punisher
So Monday I took my mom out for lunch for her birthday. We were talking, and I recalled a story. When I was about 3 or 4, my family were with my uncle Fred on his house boat. He really is not my uncle, it is just what we called him when we were little. So we were somewhere and Fred's son Dennis, my sister, and myself are playing in the water. In that playing I almost drowned. And I remember having a mental picture of the water running over my head. Then my Dad jumped in the water and saved me. That is how i remember it. But my Mom says this is what really happened. The water got deep fast. And I just walked out without stopping till the water was over my head. Then I stopped because i really could not walk anymore. My Aunt Karen, (again not my real Aunt but Fred's wife) just reached in and pulled me out. My Mom was freaking out because I had almost died from phnouma when i was six months old so she was a little over protective of me. Karen told her that it was ok, and she was over reacting as they were right there and i was under for like 5 seconds or less. So I go back and beeline right to where the water is over my head again. Why, because i am a idiot. So Karen has to reach in and save me from my own stupidity again. I remember being under for like, awhile, but i wasn't. And also my Dad did not save me like i remember. Its funny how memories change with time.
I saw the punisher tonight. Very good movie. Four fingers. I like the end, he gets revenge and kills the people who killed his family, and feels no satisfaction from it. He is still empty and hurting. It was a hollow victory. I like that it showed revenge does not salve anything.
I saw the punisher tonight. Very good movie. Four fingers. I like the end, he gets revenge and kills the people who killed his family, and feels no satisfaction from it. He is still empty and hurting. It was a hollow victory. I like that it showed revenge does not salve anything.
Tuesday, August 3, 2004
Killer Queen
When I was leaving my house on Friday I saw what I belive to be a Queen Ant. Now, the reason this is important is because it is illegal to sell and to ship queens in the U.S. and A. Therefore, if you want to have a ant colony, you have to find your own queen. I belive I have done this. I put her in a cup with cardboard on top and went to work. when I got home she was gone. But I found her. The next morning I went out and got bought some dirt. I heated it in the oven to get rid of mold and parasites, and well, long story short (too late) the queen is not safely in her ant farm.
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