sabin says i should be a phlebotomist. what do you think?

first things first... we had a spontanious day trip to san francisco on friday...


it was the first time ive ever been to the city... it was a really awesome trip. unfortunatly, some of my photos didnt turn out for lack of pushing the shutter button corectly, but that just means i'll have to go back some time REAL soon to re-shoot them. also, i just have to say, im really glad that i dont live in san francisco...

next...

You Are A Romantic Realist

You are more romantic than 30% of the population. You tend to be grounded when it comes to romance. Sure, you can fall hard... but only for someone you've gotten to know. And once you're in love, you can be a total romantic goofball... But you'd never admit it to your friends!

Are You Romantic or Realistic?

makes sense... that all sounds about right to me... tammi asked me the other day when i was planning on getting married. i replied "whenever somebody asks me i guess... im fair game..."

moving right along...
fight club, mystery men and foresst gump...
these movies were recently added to my collection... thats right woody... mystery men... only one of the funniest movies ever made... "maybe you should put some pants on if you want to keep fighting crime... today..."

and lastly...
i had an awesome weekend chillin with my brother and his family. ethan says "april" now, but its more like "eeprol" but its still tight. and today im going to go down and see contantine.

sort of a shallow entry... but sometime its necessary to keep a balance. i cant have all kinds of seriousness here... peace...

8,900 horses subject to slaughter... heartbreakingly discusting. is this really necessary?

my travels today took me to jamestown...

a place only real to me through history books and movies... it was pretty awesome, i got there about an hour before the meuseum closed, so i was able to walk around the old railway yard and round house and see the old locomotives. it reminded me of when woody was a little boy and was obssesed with trains. hah...

my 20 dollars served me well... i had more gasoline than i thought to begin with, so i was able to afford to fill my coffee cup and buy some chocolate and still have plenty of gasoline. its all good.

im going on a trip today... i dont know where yet, but i am going. i have 20.00 for gasoline, so hopefully wherever i am going wont take more than 20 dollars worth of gasoline to get there and back... i have a tendancy to just drive without thinking, so this could be a potentiolly (sp?) dangerouse situation, but im going anyway...

big gulps huh? welp, see ya later!

i am sort of just aimlesely wondering around... but really, is it important to have a goal in mind, or cant i just sit here and sip my tea, having no idea and not really caring where i am going to be at in the next 6 months?

im going to go dry clean my coat.

um, ok so I am worth $1,460,038.00 on HumanForSale.com

i wonder if i was sold for $1,460,038.00, would i get that money? or would someone else get it...

last night i dreamed that i went on a retreat to some beach house in florida owned by a super rich family. there were lots of sculptures and awesome photo opourtunities around the place, so i was taking some photos around the beach with my digital camera. i was out side taking a photo of some people doing something weird, some sort of interpritive dance on some rocks down on the beach, when a lady who i guess represented the family who owned the house, and a child, who was probably the daughter of the owners of the house just tagging along, came out and told me i wasnt allowed to take photos on this beach becuase it was privatly owned by the family and they wouldnt allow it. i was confused becuase i thought that beaches were state owned and began to ask her questions regarding taking photos on the beach. all she could give me were half ass answers like "well, its just not allowed" and "i dont know what else to tell you, please just dont take any more photos on this beach, its not allowed" but i persued her, asking more questions, simply trying to learn and figure out what was going on. she was getting really anoyed with me and kept giving me those not so thought out answers, the generic kinds that people give when they really dont know whats going on, but i kept on asking questions. eventully we ended up in a room where they were having a conference. the lady stepped behind a table and began registering guests or something. i silently stood by, waiting to ask her more questions, still persuing the truth, challenging her to think about what she was standing up for. i looked over at the little girl, who was hatefully staring up at me and i felt suprised when she quietly said "i hate you, i hope you never come back here again..." and continued to glare. i glanced around the room and found my mom and patrick on one side, encouraging me to continue asking questions. i found an opourtunity to ask continue questioning the narrow-minded lady represenative and she gave me a cold, hard glare and turned and walked away. at that point i got really upset. this whole time i was patiently and politely trying to figure things out. not hurting anyone, just simply asking questions. i raised my voice a bit and asked her to please not ignore me, leaning a bit over the table, the whole thing knocked down and all the organized piles of papers flew everywhere. the lady gave me one last glare and walked out of sight. the room was quiet and everywhere i looked now, people were casting disaproving glances at me, hateful things were being said under their breath. quietly, i joined my mom and friend, patrick and we walked out of the room together...

this dream has meaning to me.

peace be in your hearts today...

i wish i had a story to write... like one of those stories that came from dreams not so long ago... none of my dreams have been so memorable as those were, although at night before i fall asleep, i tell myself i will have a memorable dream. i would just make something up, from the top of my head, but those stories arent as entertaining as my dreams are... maybe i should try illustrating my life again, like i did almost a year ago. i thought that was cool.

the balance of the universe is a funny thing...

im not going to lie to you people... this morning i had lucky charms for breakfast and im going to go down to fresno today to watch Boogeyman.

i am hot, this proves it...

You are Toilet Paper. You are used and taken advantage of by a lot of people, including your friends. They make you be the one to clean up their messes in their life. But the only reason that this happens is because of your kindness and commitment. These are the qualities most members of the opposite sex look for, which makes you hot. Yes, toilet paper is hot. But be careful that your lover doesn't use you to their advantage, and be sure that they are not seeking too much control. Remember: Toilet paper is used by many, but is most often considered valuable when it is not there in time of need. Most compatible with: sock. Click here -- What Random Object Represents Your Inner Self?

so, let me know if your a sock... maybe we can hook up...

"the dude abides."

watch this movie.