A Life Less Ordinary

Kleenex is spelled with a ‘K’ you half-wit. Today’s forcast: Storm warning.

Wow. I was just on the phone with Galen. He says things like, “outta sight” and “peace.”

I have come to realize that I have been given two second chances at the same time. As wonderful as this seems, all I can manage to think is, “the only second chance you get is the chance to make the same mistake twice.”

Here at Eastern Washington University they have what’s called the Snow Line. The Snow Line is the official number to call to find out the status of classes at Eastern. The phone number for the Snow Line is (very aptly) 359-SNOW (that’s 359-7669). My phone number, on the other hand is 359-7609 (SN -n/a- W).…

I must repeat to myself: “Misery is an option.” “Misery is an option.” “Misery is an option.” Right. Now, I’m going to go out there and be miserable.

Mmm… Cheese in a can…

There’s nothing better than holding a warm, beautiful, comfortable woman in your arms and gently kissing and caressing her. Chicks rule.

A bunch of the people that live on my floor are watching TV in the room next door and they’ve got the door open. I’m sitting in my room with the door shut, trying to do homework. It’s not the sound from the TV that’s bothering me; in fact, I can’t hear it at all…

Well, I’m back in the dorms as of today. I’ve got my webcam up and running, and I’m going to make an effort to keep it on most of the time. I’m also working on a way to allow visitors to the site to view streaming video live from my webcam. So instead of seeing…

After pointing out to my mother that the thank-you cards were alzheimer’s cards, she agreed that to send them to my grandmother would be in bad taste. So she pulls out a big stack of cards and starts flipping them over to find some that aren’t made by the Alzheimer’s Association. As it turns out,…