Okay Okay Okay. . . Wow, my own blog. Always seen these, never thought I'd do one. It's a shame I'm not poetic or insane or something in between. So welcome to my mumbling, rumblings, and whatnots, I hope they give you an insight into the daily runnings of my mind and anything else that might slip out while I'm not looking. At the moment it's semi late at night and I'm sitting here in my apartment deciding whether or not I want to sleep early tonight so I'm not passing out at work tomorrow. .
Maybe a few minutes more.
I haven't really done much today, although I had a terrific weekend, better than most I would say. I spent most of the afternoon with my brother looking for houses. He's planning on buying a house while the interest rates are low, and I'm planning on taking up one of his rooms so as to avoid wasting any more rent money. Unfortunately, all the really nice houses that aren't a gazillion billion dollars, are also way out in the boondocks, i.e. Issaquah. So we're looking at some pretty nice squares of dirt and weeds out in Issaquah Heights. Apparently, people who buy houses nowadays don't actually buy houses, they buy squares of dirt and weeds whereupon their houses are built AFTER the said purchase. What a great scam, I think it would be hilarious to build somebody a wacky house after they've already paid for whatever it was that they were expecting. Well, that is . . as long as it's not my house.
Other than that, I spent most of the weekend with my fantabulous girlfriend Han at her parents house for a BBQ party. We ate some steak and salad, and a pasta dish that Han and I made consisting of those screwlike pasta and eggplant. Very deliciouso. Would have been more so if I hadn't charred some of the eggplant slices on the grill instead of lightly toasting them. But Han-i said it was good, so I'll take her word for it.
hmmm. .past midnight, I really should hit the sack, okay fast forward through the rest of the weekend. I'm suspecting that I'll have a few of these along the way with this Blog:
Spoons was hilarious, and Son has absolutely no tastebuds left in his mouth. That can be the only logical explanation.
Baseball was great, if only my arm hadn't popped out of my shoulder socket. Or at least that's what it felt like. I'm such a wuss. =)
T3 was good, and the end was much better than expected. I liked the part where. . . hehe nevermind. Oh, Arnie looks pretty much like he used to in the old Terminator movies except for his sagging middle aged tush.
Harry Potter rocks, and there's no way I can wait another three years for the next one.
Gasworks fireworks are much better when you don't spend 10 hours guarding your spot on the hill.
Afternoon naps are the secret to happiness. =)
I need to talk to Him more and soon. I miss our rambling conversations.
G'night folks, I'm hooked. Hope you all are having a wonderful Monday. | 
