Portable [Hondata] Blanket.

I'm not dead, just working. Wait, aren't those the same?

Mixed Combo, 15 points!

So today's the day! THE DAY! "The day?" you say? YES! What am I getting at?! Yay-I-get-to-get-my-car-fixed-in-two-days-with-the-help-of-my-very-knowledgeable-friends-in-California, that's what! I know, I know, I already told you folks that this is happening, but I'm just SO excited! You see, the previous owner of my car never really drove it nicely and, while the car is still driveable, it has hurt its performance a lot in the long run. Noticeable problems surfaced around Christmas in 2004, so you can imagine how beside myself I am that repairs are finally happening now!

And yesterday! Oh, sweet-sweet yesterday. We had the biggest storm of our monsoon season thus far, BOOYA! I was at work where there was brown dirt-water flooding streets higher than curb level, an electrical fire outside at work (pretty cool actually), a leak in the roof, some weird alarm sounded (we have no idea what it does), at one point the wind was so gusty we couldn't see the street (100 ft away?), LOUD crackling thunder (mmm!), and there was hail somewhere in town (thank goodness it didn't get our cars at work! I surely would've cried.

And, of course, people thought their cars could handle the +6" of rain that had drained onto the roads. From the front office door, we watched them drive by at really slow rates and then saw a few SUVs or trucks plow through and splash everyone (which is not cool if you're the one being splashed and cannot see, jerks!). At one point we thought they closed the street because traffic died down a lot - I think people actually got smart for about two seconds, but then more came driving by and that hope was gone.

See, when it rains like that, why aren't people smart enough to just pull over. No, you don't need to keep driving to make sure you get your cup of coffee, etc! I was prepared to sit around after work if the roads were still flooded because it's not worth stalling out your car like someone did across our street. *shakes head* Stupid people and their stupid invincibility fable (which states that people think they are invincible to acts of harm). Nature has the most power to harm you, people! Get a clue!

Okay, that's all for now. Oh, and Check out this cool car art!

p.s. - Check back for pics of the storm, they won't upload right now for some reason.

SHMiNDEPENDENCE!

I just now realized that I paid homage to Canada Day, but not our own Independence Day - that shows you just how Ameri-can't I am. Also another little fun fact of our American ways: My university is so wonderfully willing to pay me $62.50 to buy back 15 books. Their wonderful buyback prices (per my books) range from $0.50 to $10.00 - even for some books that were NEW this spring semester (those seem to be fetching the radiant $1 price, gr).

I looked up what other people do to overcome the horrible atrocity that is Universities-screwing-students and they said they sell their books at Half.com or a used bookstore. Tomorrow I will be trying to haggle with the used bookstore by my workplace. It shall be great fun seeing that I have a bajillion books to show them. Some are actually pretty cool "Get your Pyramids of Egypt right here folks!" - they're not all nerd manuals or anything, plus I need the cash.

"Gimme the cash-sh-sh!"

Canada Day!

Today is Canada Day! While I am nowhere near being Canadian some people say the way I speak sounds Canadian... Except I don't say "eh" or "aboot" a lot. :o)

So there's a point in all this. Canada Day means "a lot" to me not for the holiday that some country is celebrating, but for old high school memories. You see, Michael, Kenna, Sara, and I (aka "The Quad") once put a bunch of ideas on little pieces of paper and put them into a cup. Why? When we couldn't decide what to do we would simply just choose an idea from the cup. What a great idea we thought, problem solved!

Unfortunately, we almost always drew Canada Day - and nobody wanted to do it. Whomever put that idea into the cup, I'll never remember (it was probably me, because that's beautiful irony right there), but I will always remember the uproar that ensued when it was picked.

And from there we usually threw it aside, promising to do it the next time it was picked, but we all knew that was a lie, and picked another idea. I remember one of the ideas was that everything had to be related to the letter C. So we all did stupid things like use words that started with C a lot, or point out every C we saw while we were out driving that night.

*laughing to self*

And thinking about these memories makes me remember another infamous memory between Michael and I. You see, I was hanging out at his parents' house one night while they were out, or possibly already in bed, I can't recall. Anyway, we had this brilliant idea to make a claymation film with their camcorder. *giggle*

So we proceeded to rip apart an old portable phone and use the innards for Michael's character body, a fork with a clay head on it was Kenna, and I don't remember what Sara and I were made of. And there was Adams' evil husband Sean, too! He was a pot thingy, ha... At any rate, somewhere in the film, their pet bird (Oscar?) walked across the scene and then later on Sara's (clay?) body caught on fire!

And even though the fire was an accident, Sara got mad when she found out - that made us laugh to no end because it was just quite ridiculous overall. Stupid clay movie + rogue pet bird + accidental fire = greaty comedy. I still have no idea what happened to that film, but I hope it is buried somewhere in Michael's stuff.

*laughing to self*

Another time, Michael and I wrapped someone's present in an empty soup can and then taped bread around it as wrapping paper. Bread, people!

*LMAO*

We did so many stupid things! So many! Like:

*pick up hubcaps on the side of the road (Michael)
*label dramatic/tragic events with the word "Bopper" (Sara)
*fit four people into the back of Penny (Michael's 1989 penny-colored Toyota Camry) in laying fashion
*drive backwards from Sara's house to mine (Michael)
*stand up through Penny's sunroof while Michael drove in the neighborhood (me)
*tp Ms. Adams' house every Friday night until she threatened us to stop (all of us + others)
*go model homing (all of us)
*finish our drafting projects early and ask for a pass to the library when we'd really go to the band room (Michael, Kenna, me)
*have the only infinity pass in history! (me! Man, I was a genius.) I was Adams' designated student pass forger - she appointed me!- so kids could get to other classes after marching without being swept by hall monitors. And so naturally I made myself an infinity pass - which had the date and time as the infinity symbol so I could reuse it as I pleased, but I got her real signature! No forgery for such a golden ticket, no sir!

So thank you, Canada Day holiday, for sparking some very cherished and giggly memories. :o)

p.s. - I still have Cheese (but he doesn't work)!