My phone has lasted for 3 years. I have no complaints with it. It was just time for an upgrade. The paint was starting to wear a bit thin (from all the hard abuse) and with the law changing in July requiring the use of a headset when talking and driving, I figured now was as good a time as any for a new phone. I left the house this morning to get a sandwich, a usb hub for Laura, and some stuff from the grocery store.
Market is really coming down. Prices have dropped a bunch since we’ve moved to So Cal. We’re stashing cash left and right hoping that this winter we might be able to scoop up a deal. We’ll see. As much as we like being renters, being homeowners wouldn’t be that bad. I just hope that we can get in some place where we can still afford to live somewhat comfortably like we do now.
It’s kind of like a double edged sword. All I want is a steaming cup of joe. Every ounce of me craves it despite knowing that it will keep me up for hours. I can’t escape it so I give in. The warmth fills me until the cravings subside. I am once again able to concentrate. I continue to work, knowing all the while that I will not be able to sleep when it is time to go to bed.
Yep, since it’s after midnight, it’s technically my 26th birthday. Why am I up so late? I had to work, of course. I’m not sure why I’m not into my own birthday at all…..i’d much rather forget it exists and just carry on like a normal person, yet everyone around me insists that we celebrate. Celebrate what? Being another year older and wiser? It’s not like some magic switch gets thrown and I feel older and wiser all of a sudden.
I had the opportunity last night to see Social-D for the second time. They were playing at the Anaheim House Of Blues. The venue is pretty cool….right in downtown Disney. It had a nice small-club atmosphere. They had multiple bars open to serve the drunkards. In addition to my wife and myself, we had my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. I think my mother-in-law summed it up best….“they are as good as they were 20 years ago.
On my way home from work on Friday, I noticed the X-runner pulling ever so gently to the passenger side. When I got home, I noticed the passenger side front tire was low. I made a mental note to go fill it Saturday morning. Saturday morning rolled around and I ventured down to the garage to run some errands. I found the tire flat. Guess I ran over something. Time was of the esscence, so I took Laura’s truck.
I personally just wanted to give a big shout out to the a-hole, Mr. Christmas Tire Slasher, who decided to puncture all four of the tires on my 4Runner. THANK YOU SO MUCH! It was so much fun trying to find a shop that would patch them. I almost dropped my truck off the jack stands while remounting the tires. Once again, Mr. Christmas Tire Slasher, you rule! Were it not for you, I would have no idea how to spend the $1K that I must now fork out for new tires.
I can’t stand people who put trash in the bed of other peoples’ trucks. It’s happened to me twice this week. Once in the middle of the night and once at the post office this morning. It underscores how lazy we as a society have become. In both cases, trash cans were within 30 feet of the bed of my truck, yet you decided to put your shit in it anyways.
It’s been a month to the day since I’ve written anything. I’ve been a bit busy as of late with holidays, visiting Dave in the hospital, working late, and just life in general. Laura and I got a Christmas tree this year for the first time. I’ve been telling her that fake Christmas trees don’t really seem like Christmas to me, so she basically said “prove it” and, to make a long story short, we now have a 6′ tall douglass fir in our living/dining room.
I need a vacation….my sanity depends on it. Last week, I couldn’t wait for the weekend. Maybe it was because I had to work each night at midnight for about an hour. I’m not having fun anymore. I’ve been very short and filled with attitude lately. I know, go figure, me full of attitude. About the only thing that I have taken joy in lately is getting behind a keyboard and punching out code.