This morning I awoke to the beautiful sound of birds chirping and the sunlight streaming in on my bed. I promptly got out of bed, closed the window, and fell asleep again.

I apologize, birds.
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Unrelatedly, I took on a little project to pass some time since, you know, it’s summer and there’s nothing to do.
http://www.arminvosough.com/chat/

It didn’t even fill a day, but oh well. I did something with my life…
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Spell check is trying to convince me that unrelatedly isn’t a word, but I don’t believe that.
I think I’ll have to stage a movement.

Gotta love those bulleted lists…

• I have officially gone 3 days without posting. That’s actually a record for me… excluding that week where all the posts were lost
• My sister and grandma are gone. Sort of.. blegh? Oh well… they’re coming back eventually so… Plus, I’ll be able to sleep a little longer in the morning which is oh so necessary… Will be awfully quiet for awhile…
• On the way to the airport, we saw a clown driving on 85. His name was Peanut. At least, that’s what it said on his car…
• My Baha’i card came in the mail today. Pretty cool.. But like 2 months early… Oh well, you probably don’t know what I’m talking about anyhow…
• 
  Self explanatory… 1000 landmark passed, and almost to 5 gigs…

Over and out.

I went to the new house with my dad today… and there were a whole bunch of über cool Mexican trim carpenters there. There was one guy. He was super cool. Apparently his name is Emilio, and he’s nice and chubby and stuff, with tons of little blurry tatoos on his arms… Ok so, get this: He has 12 freakin’ gold hoop earrings… on each ear. 24 piercings. On his ears. Grawssh. That’s cool. Sort of.

And his van had a sticker on the windshield that said, “La Beneficion De La Madre”… So you speakers of the wonderful language we know as Español, does “beneficion” mean benefit? “The benefit of my mother”? What does that mean? Maybe it’s a dirty joke or something.

Ha. Just remembered, D’T8 MOR8. And limones. God, inside jokes are stupid.

So, another pointless post… about another pointless day… in my so far (hopefully) pointless life…

Comment please. I’ll love you. Especially if your name is Emilio.