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yesterday was very strange.

i decided that my brother and i should just get on a bus rather than have my girlfriend rent a car, drive us, get here around 8, drive us back today, blah blah. the movies on the bus were the cinematic classics "vertical limit" and "see spot run". i don't know if it was the viewing material or the frog woman in front of us yapping non-stop to whom we could only assume was her daughter, stunned after being left by her husband or something, but i got the nicest headache. she was talking about the cancer, love is not enough, you have to do it nice but legal, this woman at my office did that, he worked for 40 years and loved his family, you can't choose, blah blah BLAH BLAH BLAH. fuck. her earlobes were like potato chips. i pierced them in my mind about 5 times and still had room for more. blech. at least i was not in the aisle seat with a direct view of her horrid, horrid face.

this headache lasted until guests started arriving, and of COURSE i had to answer a lot of questions about my studies, plans, living situation *coughBIGLESBOcough*, etc. hellish. i stood in the kitchen most of the night taking hor d'oeuvres out of the oven and putting new batches in. i'm hoping to take home some wine - god bless older guests, they all arrive, bottle in hand...then drink my mom's "homemade" crud. what a trade.

the headache, the travelling, the frog-potato-chip-ear-sage-woman, the smoke (thanks to my loserbrother), and everything just made the headache stick around until i slept. on a cot. with the overweight cat.

but damn, this computer is fast! i've been checking out internet radio stations, video streams, EVERYTHING...i'm very worried now that i will go home to my shitbox computer with it's faulty dial-up connection and just...throw it out the window.

hmm, gotta win the lottery somehow...if only to get a better computer and high-speed connection.

hmmm.

hmmm