Original:

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
and they’re like “It’s better than yours”
Damn right, it’s better than yours
I could teach you, but I’d have to charge

Old English:

Mine milkshake bringeth all yon gentlefolk to mine yard
and lo they reply “‘Tis better than thine…
Verily, ’tis better than thine!”
I could apprentice thee, but I wouldst levy a fee

Literal:

My whipped iced dairy drink brings the attentions of many males to my place of residence and/or employment
and they declare that its quality far surpasses that of yours.
Absolutely, it far surpasses yours.
I could convey to you the proverbial recipe, but I would have to demand compensation.

Haiku:

Boys, drawn to my yard
Their words in chorus singing
Your milkshake loses

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I’m not happy with the way things are going right now. I mean work and things with Seth and all that are fine, but I’m not happy with certain things in my little world so I’m going to try to change that.

The specific things that I want to work on are:

• Get DLD.NET back up and running
• Learn to save money
• Stop eating out so much
• Keep the freaking house clean

I know thats kind of an odd assortment of stuff, but other than the first one.. Seth and I sort of suck at all of them.

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Baby’s First Internet makes me realize why I love the internet so much. Fucking hilarious.

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We leave for Washington in four days. Oh didn’t I mention that we were going to Washington? Hahaha. Yeah. We decided about a week ago that we were going to go over the 4th of July weekend. We kind of decided to go because we had a three day weekend anyway and enough vacation time to take the extra days off. Seth hasn’t been back up there since we moved, four years ago. There’s also the fact that I have to go back up to get my stuff out of my dad’s house because he’s selling it and my grandma has been sick so I need to go see her as well.

I’m not looking forward to the 12 hours in the car. Why are we driving? Because we’re poor. And we need the car to bring some stuff back with us. We’re leaving after work Thursday night and driving straight through so we should get there early Friday morning. Assuming we don’t kill each other on the way. Or get too tired to drive.

I think we pretty much have everything ready to go other than packing. And cleaning the car. And taking the pig and fish to Seth’s parents house. Oh and we need to go snack shopping. Ok, we really aren’t ready at all. It makes my head hurt thinking about it.

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Seriously? I know people put stupid shit on their cars, but come on, this is ridiculous. What scares me more is the fact that I actually know people that would put these on their trucks. Or “rigs” if you prefer. I went to high school with them. They wear a lot of flannel, chew copious amounts of tobacco, and shoot anything that walks. Sometimes they make car noises when they run and speak in a faux southern drawl. Funny considering none of them are from the south and all of them are over 18.

What exactly was the point of this again?

Oh yeah, just say no to anything that attaches to your car.

Truck antlers are bad, mm’kay?

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So, anyone that has ever seen me sleep will know that I am really restless. I tend to wake up laying sideways across the bed or upside down or whatever. And occasionally on the floor. I have a very long history of falling out of bed, starting in the 5th grade when I fell out of the top of a bunk bed and landed on my face. The resulting crash woke up everyone in the dorm. I slept peacefully through it. Actually it was more like I knocked myself out cold and put my tooth through my bottom lip but thats beside the point.

Since then, I don’t sleep far off the ground.

Which brings me to the whole point of that story. I fell out of bed last night. And a combination of the corner of the table next to the bed and MY HEAD broke my fall. It hurt. A lot. My entire right temple is bruised and sore (under my hair so you can’t see how stupid I am, thank god) and I spent two hours in the emergency room this afternoon because of a possible concussion. It was swell.

I had a headache when I woke up this morning but I thought I was fine so I got on BART and started getting really dizzy and nauseous and sweating like crazy so when I got to work I called the doctor and they told me to go to the emergency room immediately because apparently those are all signs of a concussion. I laid in the emergency room for two hours, fell asleep for a few minutes and by the time the doctor saw me, my head wasn’t throbbing anymore and the nausea had gone away so they sent me home with a list of signs to watch for over the next day or so.

I came home and took a four hour nap. Seth woke me up once in awhile to make sure I was still alive, but other than the bruise and soreness, I think I’m ok. Awesome way to spend the first day of summer eh?

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I was going through some old stuff and found this postcard that Shelli sent me from the Winchester Mystery House. 19 years ago. I remember being REALLY excited when I got it, and it hung on a bulletin board in my bedroom from pretty much the time I got it until I moved out of my parents house. Don’t ask me why, but it’s one of the few things of true sentimental value that I held onto from when I was a kid.

On a totally random side note, you can tell how small of a town it was I lived in because that address is wrong. It should have been PO Box 293. And no, I don’t know who has that address anymore, so I don’t care if anyone stalks them. I do, however, knowno from a completely random incident a year or so ago, that I still get mail there. My best friend had that PO Box briefly when she was living in Randle. She said she never could figure out why A) it sounded so familiar and B) she was getting random mail for me. Finally she happened to give me her address for something and I think my exact words were “Holy shit dude, how did you get the PO Box that I had for 18 years?” It amused me.

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All last week, I was having a really hard time waking up in the mornings or after naps or whatever and felt generally like crap. On Thursday, Shelli & Rick were here so we all went over to Sausalito. It was fun and really nice seeing them again and for the most part, I felt okay. Well, the next morning, I couldn’t wake up again and I started coughing really badly. Saturday, the left side of my neck was sore and swollen. By Sunday, my head was killing me, all I could do was sleep, and I was generally miserable. I ended up going to the doctor yesterday and it turns out I have Strep Throat, Tonsilitis, and some kind of infection in my lymph nodes.

For once in my life, I can say I feel like crap, and no one can argue with me.

When the doctor first came in to look at me yesterday, he listened to all my symptoms then goes “umm, I think I’m going to put a mask on now” and pulls a surgical mask out of his pocket.  It was less than reassuring. Funny now that I think about it though. Anyway, they tested me for mono and strep throat - I don’t have mono, thank god.

I had to get a shot of hardcore antibiotics. In the ass. Sort of. More like on my back, right at my waist, but saying it’s on my ass is way more amusing. So I got home and the place where I had the shot was really starting to hurt. Normally, that kind of stuff doesn’t bother me, but this was kind of weird feeling, so I looked in the mirror. The injection site was bruised and swollen and had turned into this welt that’s about the size of the palm of my hand. And since it’s right where my pants sit, it gets bumped constantly.

I had to go back into the doctor today for what was supposed to be another shot of antibiotics, however they changed their minds upon seeing the reaction to the last shot. So now I have to take another different type of oral antibiotics just in case the spot where they gave me the shot turns into a staph infection. And this is on top of the antibiotics I have to take for my throat/lymph node/head issue.

I should be pretty much free of any type of disease after all this. If not, then I know that my body really does hate me.

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Now playing: Fourth Grade Nothing - Adirectional
via FoxyTunes

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We finally buried Pogo today. It wasn’t exactly planned and I didn’t think it would affect me or Seth for that matter, nearly as much as it did. We went to Seth’s parents house for the day and after dinner, Paula asked if I wanted to go ahead and bury Pogo. He’s been in the freezer in the garage since he died in August and it kills me every time I walk past the freezer. I’ve gotten to a point where I’m kind of numb and try not to think about it so that I don’t cry, but today, that pretty much went out the window. I could barely carry the box that he was in and by the time we got outside I couldn’t take him out of the box to put him in the ground. He was wrapped in his favorite blanket so I couldn’t see him.. that probably would have destroyed both Seth and I. Paula ended up putting him in the ground and Seth and I went back in the house while Dan buried him.  I got to tell him that I loved him one last time though and that he was my ninja pig.

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Now playing: Suicide Machines - I Never Promised You A Rose Garden
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1. Take me back to 1920, 2. The Virgin Suicides,1999., 3. The World Looks So Good When You’re Wearing Heart Socks, 4. Toy Houses, 5. POFA (Palace of Fine Arts), 6. Hotel California, 7. Yellow Dress, 8. $3.50 for a bottle of iced tea? Why didn’t I think of that?, 9. The chase, 10. Mt. San Miguel is on fire. San Diego County wildfires, 11. tacos, 12. A New Face, 13. A gust of wind, 14. Golden Gate, by Moonlight [2], 15. & More, 16. The Succubus

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