Late Night Swimming Adventure = Epic Fail!

Tried to go swimming tonight. I decided to go late so that the only pool in my apt complex would be empty. (It also reduced the risk of running into creepy neighbor). I haven't been swimming in years. I burn so easily and so severely that I just avoided doing things in direct Texas sun/heat. Yet another reason to pick 11pm as an opportune swim time. Unfortunately, so did every beetle in a 25 mile radius. It was awful. I was surrounded by grossness. All I could do was pray, "Don't get in my hair, don't get in my hair."

Well, none did.

However, when it felt like one got in my mouth I flipped shit and called it quits. I know when it's a losing battle. Throw in the towel. Raise the proverbial white flag.

I'm just not made for nature.

Things to Fill My Time

Awesomness!!

<-- (Anita Blake, Richard, & Jean-Claude)

Sweet Sauce!

(Rachel Morgan & Jinks) --->

Holla!
<--- (Meredith Gentry)

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.