Her

I consider myself to be a mature and rational person. For some reason lately, that maturity and that rationality have been replaced by incontinence and paranoia. My usually active personal life and my dim social life has been switched to just the opposite. In several ways, I think I was changing for her even though that was the last thing I wanted to do at that time. Hell, maybe I was just making an excuse to get out of that one and on to the next one. All I know is, I think I may be going back. I need to have a long talk with her and with a few others first, and I'm sure my sister may pipe up and say something too. If my parents see me going back, I have no idea what they'll say. I'm not even sure she wants me back, and there have also been some more... unsavory actions on her part. But I must admit, she made me happy. I'd rather her read this than anyone else, but, it's a blog, what can I do? I'm still finding myself picking up the things I have of hers... and remembering just a bit too much. I guess I'm going to talk it out at some point.

Poncho Tacos

My poncho thooooough!

That’s probably my new favorite phrase, and I’ve only been at my sister’s house for about three and a half hours. We’re making tacos and it’s literally freezing cold in here. So cold that I had to use my sister’s poncho as a blanket (well in actuality it’s because I saw the poncho and not the blankets first). I’ve got Bailey (her rat terrier) next to me wheez-breathing as always, and I’m watching Todd play Madden right now. Tomorrow we may be going to Cosco, and it’s always fun to watch them argue/shop, so I’m looking forward to it. The past two days have been really busy though. On Wednesday I had school then after school I hung out at my friend Kyle’s house where we watched Seinfeld for about three hours, then headed over to Wendy’s and made our own Baconators out of a double stack and a jr. bacon cheeseburger. A little messy, but delicious. I’m thinking I’ll have to try the new spicy baconator soon, and then possibly a baconator on a baconator… mmmm, heart diseaselicious.

After that we (Kyle, Kyle and I) headed over to Steven’s house for the night where we had a rousing Halo-thon. I won, naturally. One of the Kyle’s got sick in the middle of the night, and had to get picked up by his dad at 3 in the morning, but other than that it was a good night. We woke up (at least I did) around 9 in the morning after watching American Gangster (yawn, boring flick). At around 12, we headed out to play practice (Steven and I) and we were there until at least 4:30. After that I figured going home for twenty minutes just to turn around to go to the senior dinner would be pointless, so I hung around East Towne mall for about an hour and a half, and I got a new book which I’ll be reading tonight and tomorrow. Then the senior dinner came, happy times with awkward non-conversation and bleh conversation when it was happening. The food was fantastic though. I had eggplant parmaggana (don’t even fucking as me how to spell that) and I must say, everyone says that things taste like chicken, but this stuff ACTUALLY tasted like chicken. Like, on the nose chicken. After that I went home to start cleaning so I could come to my sisters. Bleh, long long day. By the way, a formal goodbye to Mr. Hettmansberger who I will miss dearly but am not obsessing over.

So, I’m going to huddle under my blankets with the dog who provides me with warmth, and wait for tacos, because I finished eating the whole half a bag of sunflower seeds I had left.