my computer's been disconnected from the internet since friday... and it looks like i'm the only person having this problem. so my computer's pretty worthless right now.
so after a nice long weekend, here i am, sitting up late at night on my mom's computer, updating my blog, for no other reason except i can't sleep anymore. i passed out around 4 and woke up about an hour ago, made a burrito out of beans, chicken, and cheese. it was good, but i've been sick all weekend and so i can't eat much before i feel even worse. i had a glass of milk, and it tasted really good, which is weird because i really hate milk.
so... saturday, i ended up spending it all at tuey's, playing final fantasy x while bobby read the walkthrough for me. it was laaame. mallory was there and we all kinda had fun, just talking and looking at mallory's zoo and stuff. then later we tried watching monster.. i guess it was an okay movie but it was really kind of creepy for me, and i wasn't too interested in it. i started falling asleep and then feeling really sick, so i went home and slept.
then sunday! sunday was the best day of all. i went to work and that was nice, nothing too spectacular but you know. money is good. then michelle came over and we went shopping! we bought hot dog buns and hot dogs and cookies and teddy grahams. we ate all the teddy grahams on our way up to alki. we got a wayyy better parking spot this time though! and so we sat around on the beach all day with jamie and ryan and amy and a bunch of other people that i met that day. it was fun, with all the crazy going in the freezing cold water, laying in the sun, making food and burying people in the sand. they buried me on top of emily and took a picture. which was all fine except for the part when ryan scooped a huge frisbee full of sand into emily's and my face. it sucked. jamie had to pour water all over us while we spit sand out of our mouths. later we roasted marshmallows and camped out on my blanket, then somehow got into a group-wide wrestling match. i don't think anyone won.
later we all went skinny dipping at steele lake! it was awesome. michelle and i swam all the way across the lake to the blue light, then climbed on someone's private dock and jumped off their diving board. however, when we got back to the swimming area, everyone had left except for joe steineger, and there was an old guy treading water. we really super fast put our clothes back on. and then the guys we'd invited to swim with us showed up just as we were going to leave. so we said fuck the old guy, let's swim! and off came the clothes again, back in the water. lots of fun jumping off and diving off railings and climbing around and stuff. finally we got out and huddled under my blanket to keep warm. we called it blanket time. this big scary guy came over and asked if we'd seen any females... he looked like he could have killed us with his pinky. freaky, man. so then, joe came with us to drink the beers that harrison left for us under my car. we grabbed dan and drove down to michelle's to watch dane cook and bake undercooked brownies (more like lightly toasted brownie mix. yummm.) eventually dan had to leave, though, so we played around in michelle's gym. i urged like god. i held a 1.58 500 meter for a whole minute! it didn't seem so hard (drunk) until i stopped and realized i couldn't really breathe all that well. then we tried watching the great mouse detective. for some reason this movie really didn't do it for me. instead we all tried to sleep in michelle's hammock. didn't work too well, it was really crowded with three people. so michelle wimped out and went for her bed, which left enough room for me 'n joe to sleep peacefully for a whole two hours (!) before getting up for crew!
by the way, i love crew.
we tied popsicle sticks to our outter wrists with athletic tape, so it looked like our whole team had hurt themselves. it was to keep us from bending our outter wrist when we feathered. so, it was an awesome workout, we actually did pretty well, you can tell we're improving. except the whole time i was really hungry, and sick. so it wasn't the best time ever. plus it was cold. but then it got warmer, which wasn't so great for joe, who was sleeping in the backseat of my car. we came back up with the boat and his foot was sticking out the side door. maybe you had to see it, but i thought it was pretty damn funny. we talked to the honey bucket guy for a while. it's sad, he was actually kind of attractive, but he sucks shit out of toilets for a living. doesn't seem like his career would take him very far. he said he gets paid a lot to do it, though.
anyway, so all day monday was just lazy. more sleeping in the hammock. played with michelle's dogs. random driving, for which i was half asleep through pretty much all of it. then when i drove joe home, i think i said about 5 things. i'm surprised i didn't hit anyone on the freeway. i came home and passed out on my bed for a good 9 hours or so. then i woke up, which leaves me where i am right now. wide awake, still sick, and nothing to do.
