k, I'm in Iowa.

So here's my travelling experience...

We were to fly New York to Detroit, then to Moline, where my mom would pick us up. Got to the airport early, printed out our tickets, checked Renee's bag, got on the plane. Some people were turned away because it was overbooked. I was actually like two rows behind her, but confused and convinced passengers to switch. There was a mechanical issue with a fueling vehicle I guess, so we had to sit there for an hour or so. We arrived in Detroit with just enough time to have made our second flight, but there was no one coming to the gate for our arrival, so we sat around again, missing our connecting flight.

We were issued another ticket to Moline, and had a couple hours to wait before we were to leave, so we went and ate in the airport, and killed some time walking around. just as we were supposed to leave, we were directed to another gate, where, though the monitors still said the Moline flight was on time, but the announcements stated that said gate was still waiting on a flight to leave before our flight could even come in and go. And the flight waiting to leave was still delayed.

Then we were moved to another gate again, and told that the flight wouldn't be for at least another two hours, so we went to kill some more time. There were periodic announcements reminding us that we couldn't smoke, save designated areas, and it was making me want one, bad, so I decided to investigate the locations available, which were two sports bars, so we picked one and both got a drink as well. The cool part was that we got to walk through a huge light showy musical hallway several times.

We made it back to our currently assigned gate and were told to move to another one yet again. Finally, the flight was actually there, and we got on around 10pm, having supposed to have landed in Moline around 4.

We sat and waited for takeoff clearance for an unknown annoying amount of time, and when we got to our destination, Renee was told her bag wasn't there and she should contact this number they would mail it. We got into Moline to meet my waiting parents at around 11, I think (having lost an hour in changing timezones). As of today (the next day), they don't know where Renee's bag is.

Beginning this post I'm listening to Tool with my mom, having just had a strange conversation about physics, math, evolution, creation, and et cetera. She has since gone to bed, and, not having any luck in finding a friend who is actually around tonight, I suppose I will too.

Happy birthday.

thats fucking amazing.

All around sweet discovery, but about 9:35, I lost my breath.

FML Chuck Norris made me do it

8am-8pm shift over, I am now sitting in my own sweat with an aching back and legs.

Mary-Kate and Ashley's birthday was yesterday, by the way. They turned 23.

I officially got June 25th-29th off to visit Iowa, an idea which sprung forth only last night.

Coffee did nothing this morning, but steak and burgers on the grill was an awesome lunch.

The title of this post represents a response a co-worker wrote on a write-up against him.

At the beginning of this post, my first thought for a google image search was nappy ass windmill. Here's what I got:

...I'll say.

Oh, Bob Saget!

So I've been feeling really annoyed and unmotivated, mostly about going to or being at work, but lately even playing my games or reading. Which is weird because I just bought The Sims 3, one of the most addicting games I've experienced.

The past two days were fucking suck. I have no desire to help an insignificant mongoloid who starts out a conversation complaining as if I came to his house and shit soup into his electronics, and then purposely paraded everyone else in line before him with their stupid problems so he would have to wait in utter disgust, as if he had something to do. What's worse is the apparent full moon trend. I am confident that people get angrier and less intelligent when it's full or at waning gibbous.

I did however, laugh as hard as I can remember as Phil and I constructed ridiculous stick figure scenarios in mspaint, which is twice as awesome on a 42" screen. In one scenario, we break the spirit of our hamster, Robot, jeering at how fat and useless of a human being he is.

I recently paid a giant lump of my student loans that were overdue in full so they stopped calling me, and finally set up auto payments so I wouldn't have to remember. at the same time, I also set up direct deposit. I noticed my first instance of such this morning. This pleases me.

Two weeks ago, I picked up two paychecks, which I often do, because I can't be bothered to retrieve them when my rent doesn't depend on it. One week ago, I was approached to pick up yet another paycheck, apparently left behind, which seriously confuses me, but certainly not enough to investigate, lest someone conclude it was a mistake.

I googled wretched beast.

About the tree...

I've been taking every once in awhile photos of it, but the damned thing's like half dead in the branches.

I'm gonna have like seven fuckin eggos. Them shits are the licious!

Fuck it let's post daily

I got a lot of shit today.

rcarhar.net expired.

I shaved the rest of my head.

Going to bed now, after sadly watching the last episode of The Universe, season 2.

I just looked up season 3 thou and turns out it was just released last Tuesday. Gonna buy that shit. Possibly even give in to the temptation of the package they're offering with the Planet Earth series.

Fuck yeah, growing up nerdily and watching primarily PBS.

Phil cut his hair short,

so did I. Excited to go to work tomorrow looking like this: