Monday, July 25, 2011

Every Thing Is Always Falling Apart, But I Can't

If you went through the entire internet and ranked every single thing on there, these two videos would be tied for places 1-69. I say it all the time, but seriously Jeff, <3. <3.

I had one of those days where I thought I was losing my mind for a little bit. But this guy always sets me straight.

On a completely different note, my dog is very smart. He first realized while younger that if he sat down in front of any member of our family, his cuteness would overwhelm us and we would be forced to come and pat his head, which he finds very enjoyable. Soon we grew tired of the sit-down and needed something more. After that he began to sit near us and poke at our hands with his nose, so that they move onto his head, already in prime patting position (PPP). This new move lead to many "Awwwww Jack"s. Eventually we even got used to an act that cute. But now he has outsmarted all of us and come up with an act so cute that it is impossible to ignore it. He has now invented the "gently paw at the pant of your leg" that he puts into use while seated beside you.

My dog is a genius. Among dogs at least. He also figured out that he had to knock over a giant basket to get his ball out one time.

Monday, July 18, 2011

Did You Cast A Ballot Or A Stone?

I think that more so than any other summer, work is just devouring my life this summer.

This can be attributed to one of two things I guess. One, I'm working more? Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Definitely way more than last summer. It's fucking tough to do anything let alone stay up past 11pm when you wake up at 7 and get home at 10 (Many people at work have it much worse than myself, I shouldn't complain, but I'm just trying to give a frame of reference on what my work schedule is like.). I usually work at least 5 days a week and usually more (I put together an 132 hour pay period once this year). I do most of this voluntarily, because I try to make as much money as I can. Borrowing money from my parents is fucking stupid and makes me feel like a piece of shit. But yea, generally any days off are spent doing things that absolutely must be done, so free time is scarce.

Two, I'm just way softer than I used to be and don't want to deal with hangovers and tiredness like I used to be able to.

But I'm pretty sure it's the first one.

Anyways, it feels like this summer is just flying by and I haven't done much of anything besides pulling drowning kids out of water. I haven't seen much of my home friends who I don't get to see while I'm away at school. I haven't seen much of my school friends who I miss during the summer. It seems that all I do is drink coffee and lifeguard. Case in point this blog. I started that post about getting back to that old feeling about writing in this thing about three weeks ago. It's half done. It's also about my old ska band.

It's just that when I get home I am exhausted from being out all day and having the sun beating down on me for 11 hours. I even have a "to-do list" in my bag because if I didn't keep that I would get home and pass out right away, forgetting anything I would need to do.

I guess listening to me bitch about work is pretty lame though right? Let's get real, I stand around and go swimming for my job. Shit could be a hell of a lot worse.


Sorry I haven't been around friends. Fuck sleep, let's party.