Happy Father's Day..

to those who are fathers, future fathers, and hopeful fathers.

I went to visit my dad today. I didn't see my dad a lot growing up. It was my mom and step dad who raised me primarily. But my dad is a great dad. Growing up he never missed a birthday/Christmas. I always got a gift (yup, I'm shallow. How surprised are you?). I also got an Easter present every year (can't tell you how sad I was when I outgrew those silly baskets). Needless to say, our relationship is not as close as others. Still, I felt silly just bringing him a card today. Cards don't make sense to me. You read it, and then what? It's trash.

So instead, I brought him a fruit tart.

It's both fancy and delectable.

(the one I bought was fancier than that)

Don't know why this quote has stuck in my head all these years...
“Any man can be a Father, but it takes someone special to be a Dad.” ~Anne Geddes

And just for the fun of it...
"Never raise your hand to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected." ~Red Buttons

Facelift!

Thanks to the little bro.

Completely our relationship....

(So I'm finicky, and not completely happy

with the changes. New updates to come.)

New Waste of Time

More importantly, a free waste of time. I've known for a while now about the media room on the second floor of the school library, but only recently have I started to take advantage of the free DVD rentals made available there. Let's see, so far I've rented:

Million Dollar Baby....oh so sad

Pulp Fiction- one of those cult classics that everyone knows about. I figured it was time to watch it. Several times throughout that movie I found myself thinking..."ohh, touche." Such as at the part of "how many dudes have you given a foot massage to?"

Basic Instinct- which....dude, someone should have warned me. I was not ready for that madness. On the other hand, it definitely kept me on the edge of my seat. Just waiting for psycho chick to pull some psycho stunt.
(P.S. I am so wanting to pull some Roxy dance moves. She is one classy lady)

A Beautiful Mind- also kept me very intrigued, and sad for the majority of it

Shadow of A Vampire- I was told it's the best vampire movie of all time....I'll just say hmm to that one. I have my own romantic delusions about vampires that I'll stick with thank you very much.

Dead Poets Society- I really love movies like this....except the making me cry part. Could have done without that.

There were other movies tangled in there. A few surrounding the delectable Jason Statham.

By my calcutations, I watched 10 movies in as many days...


New Nintendo DS Lite

Have you ever....

microwaved a marshmellow? It's a crazy good time...

The Adventures Continue

My first frisbee golf experience. I sucked pond water. (Not literally mind you. I'm classy.) It's a simple concept of aim straight, keep the frisbee low so as to not catch the wind, throw hard (that last part sounds vaguely dirty). Actually performing these concepts are a completely different matter. It is not my fault that my hands were slippery and that the frisbee would veer left. (From a bystander, "hey, the holes that way." "Yeah, thanks asshole.")Despite that I would have to say the experience was a success, not once did I hit swamp water. (Trees are a different matter, and we are not talking about that right now.)We went through about 9 holes because those damn mosquitoes are on steroids. I swear one took off with a frisbee.
The night ended with my first hookah experience. The hookah itself was meh. The BYOB part was delicious. Pomegrante something or other. It was a party in my mouth....followed by a party on the dance floor. Thanks to Julia. Also Brent, and a stubborn Lyndsi.
PS. I was having a great time, not to be hampered by the "she's only pretty when I'm drunk and slutty when I'm sober" comment from Brent.

Nighttime Adventures

Went fishing tonight at about 9. Well, mostly I watched Kelly fish because I don't have a fishing pole. I didn't really believe that she'd catch anything. But she ended up catching 2 really big fish. Turns out, fish make little froggy noises when they are desperately terrified and suffocating. Who knew? I thought about investing in a pole for all of 2.5 seconds. Then, I remembered why I hate fishing. Watching Kelly rip those hooks from the poor fish's mouth was heart wrenching. I wanted to cry a little. On top of that, I saw an effing snake swim by. What the heck people? Kelly doesn't really seem to understand my "eww, nature" outlook on life. In the morning (yup that's right...morning)she wants me to go play frisbee golf. Sigh, more outside stuff...

On the other hand, I keep her around for reasons like this
She said it reminded her of me. I'm going to have to agree.

Once again Reality Bites me in the ass.

This is a major ranting/venting/see how many swear words I know type blog. If you've had enough of my temper tantrums I suggest you turn away.
I ended up making a C in one of my classes, which is fine. Sometimes C's happen. I studied as hard and as well as I was able, but I just couldn't get the information to translate on the test. My major beef is with the annoying ass girl who was sitting next to me. (We use to be friends; things fell apart around spring break...but that's a whole other blog.)All semester long she sat on her ass and didn't attempt anything. Her reasoning was that she was graduating and only needed D's. So on the tests she averages 40's, and fails lab. I was averaging 60's and I aced lab. So how the fuck does she end up with a C. How does that make even the smallest bit of sense. To make matters worse, she goes to her next class and brags about how she made 40s and still made a C, so making a C in this next class will be no problem. When someone questioned her about it, she said it's because her mom (yes that's right, mommy dearest) went and talked to the professor. YOU ARE FUCKING 27 YEARS OLD AND YOU SEND IN YOUR MOMMY!?!?! Holy hell of fucking shit, damn ass bastard, son of a bitch! Just for that I would fail her. Never mind that she actually earned/deserves an F. Gay ass shit people...
No respect for her, at all, any more. Never before have I wanted to cause physical damage. But I might need restraining or I'm going to be introducing my foot to her face.