Two, and three.

I just think it's really, really funny that something we celebrate our ancestors doing got bogged down in a bunch of red tape .... perhaps it would've went better if our modern-day protesters had done it sneakily? Like the Boston Tea Party? And if you have no clue what I'm talking about, just check the news for a story about a tea party. I didn't read the whole article because of lack of time, but I'm thinking I agree with the protesters: spending has increased with almost every president in modern times (exception, if I remember Damm's soliloqey right: Bill Clinton) and guess who has to pay for it? And at some point enough is just enough, no matter how good the new programs are (the exception to protesting money spenditures would be if WWIII broke out. Then I think no one would be protesting ...). The money runs out. Or the tax payers get tired of forking over more and more of their money. Ya know, I think the dudes back in the 1700's protested over a tax r...

So yeah. I don't know what to write here. I still have my story I'm working on but the various stresses of finals/getting ready to leave for 6 months have prevented any writing time. Went down to Houston and ran 2 miles in 17:19. Fastest time yet. This is probably biased due to more oxygen down that low. And then came back and sucked wind while doing 800m sprints. Uhm.... yeah. No games currently. No books. Uhm... really nothing. My exciting days consist of sleeping in late. I really can't wait until I'm no longer this busy... so maybe in 4 years?

Everyone is healthy. No sicknesses, no injuries. Damm is still running, doing pushups, situps, etc. Basic is in 2.5 weeks .... man I can't wait to see how muscled he gets :P The Orclette LOVES being outside and running around. I don't think we'll have an obesity problem on our hands. Now to me, the one you've been waiting for. You see, I don't get a whole lot of sympathy from the people I generally hobnob with. My mom, Audrey, and my grandmother all have been through 14 pregnancies combined and so counter my complaint/comment with a story. Since I don't really want to hear the stories (or I've heard them already) I tend to keep my mouth shut. Those people I know who haven't had a kid can offer sympathy but don't really understand what I'm talking about. Like being hungry. I am hungry ALL the time. And I know what you're going to say-"You're pregnant, you're supposed to be hungry." *%&$*# I need a sign to hold up with the...

I have to write an autobiography by Wednesday. Just the draft, not the final piece. All my ideas have started out good and then I get them on paper and well .... they suck. I sound totally boring. The voice is flat. And then I had an epiphany. It was after Monday's class and the teacher asked all of us who had missed the previous Wednesday to stay behind so he could fill us in on what we missed. We had missed discussions on sentences-how you can play with them, rearrange them, make them dance like little notes on the page. How you can use punctuation, alliteration, etc. And I had the greatest idea. I would start my autobiography by writing short, staccato sentences about the major events in my life. Then I'd segue into a little dialogue about how non-interesting just the bones are (this is why I'm a history major not an archaeologist ) and how you really need stories to flesh it out and make it interesting. Then I'd mention how blogging has become an excellent resource ...

My parents are planning on selling their big ol' house next year and downsizing. Justin, the middle brother, will still be living with them but he'll be busy getting his bachelor's from UofH. Alden, the youngest, will be off in Tyler TX working with the best and the brightest in film stuffz. And we'll still be in this 'orrible city, bugging them to come and visit again. So my mom is trying to downsize. With that in mind, I meandered through the house and came up with a list of what I wanted. I don't think she was quite expecting that, but hey, she was just going to throw it away, right? My haul so far is a glass plate from Milan that Justin got for my mom but she's trying not to buy knickknacks and I really liked it so I got to keep it, my old futon that is still in perfect condition once we buy a new mattress, and an old dresser painted a lovely shade of green that totally matches my color scheme. We're hoping to drive to Houston this Christmas and pick...