Ok. On the spot. My last blog didn't work correctly so I'm gonna blog a little more. Hmmm. What to do? How can I keep my audience entertained? Yeah. Tha't's a toughie, dude. Here's a song:



background: take a chance take a chance take a chance...

main: take a chance on me, bada dum dum dum. bada dum dum dum.



and I don't know the rest. But that "take a chance" part got stuck in my head.

FINALLY! This site is back up. Geez, Louise. Took long enough!



So I haven't done anything too exciting recently, so this weekend update is going to be kinda blah. Friday, I left for camping. Camping at San Luis Reservoir Basalt... Yeah, it wasn't the most exciting place, but I still had fun. It's fun to be lazy. On way back home Sunday, we made a pit stop in Gilroy. And then we went to the park and played some volleyball. And I missed my group project meeting. And I didn't do my paper. Again. Que horrible, no?



I can't think of anyting to say. I'm so sorry. I'm ashamed.

I had fun again. Don't be baffled.

I don't like trying to be profound. I'm stubborn. I don't care for much. I don't like school and I don't like work. I'm confident in my skills as a worker. I'm arrogant. I don't like heat waves. I don't like extreme cold either. I don't like how my glasses feel crooked sometimes. I don't like waking up early in the morning. I have a pair of slippers and I don't like how the strap that holds it on to my foot sometimes disconnects and I'm left with a floppy slipper hanging on my foot but not doing its job. I don't like thinking I'm not capable of doing something. I don't like thinking that I'm not good enough even though I know I am. I used to not mind before, but I don't like sitting and watching when I could be doing something. I don't like being a pain. I don't like feeling pain. I don't like more stuff.



But I do like family. I do like friends. I enjoy the refreshing sip of an ice cold beverage on a hot day during a heat wave. I like the day after it rains and everything feels fresh. I even like rain, but not excessive rain. I like how my nieces don't have a real care in the world and still see through innocent eyes. I like the feeling I get when I blaze but I also like that I'm not going to be doing that as often. I like driving down the road and singing the song I have playing. Sometimes I like yelling with the music. I like that I was becoming more comfortable. I like the needle-in-a-haystack chance. I like the underdog. Sometimes I like the easy way out. I like more stuff.



But today, I don't like the easy way out.

I risk absurdity because I want to.

So what am I doing, dude? What am I doing?

Ok. I'm just testing to see if this works from work. It didn't before, but I'm usually an optimist. Here's to optimism.

As you can see I've sort of changed the design of my site. Tell me what you think. It's a pretty boring design, but lately, all of my designs have been pretty boring. But it seems I've been pretty bored lately so it fits the mood, yeah? If you think the old one was better, maybe I'll change it back.



Otherwise, the weekend update. Mind you, this is a rather boring weekend update so skip along if you like. Friday, had a couple drinks. Saturday was Casey's birthday. Sunday, I did some ridiculously random shit - redesigning the site was one of those shits. And I could probably delve deeper into all the above activities, but you probably don't wanna know. And if you do, you know how to contact me. So please do. 'Coz man, I'm bored.

Excuse the different look. My blogger template wasn't working so I just picked one of the default ones right quick. It's ugly right now, but I'll fix it later.

why bother?



First things first - I'm thinking I'm interested in throwing a party for an upcoming weekend. For you friends out there, I believe we are all aware there is a vacant weekend with nothing planned, so that would be the date. Nothing set in stone - I'm just trying to gauge how interested people would be in such a party. Since no one really reads this here site, I just thought I'd throw the idea out there. If enough people wanna throw down, then I'll send out the mass email. Not too massive, but a good amount of people. And sorry if you don't get the mass email - you're not invited! Haha. Just kidding. Maybe.



So I'm pretty bored, right? And I've just been sitting here thinking to myself as I do quite a bit and felt the urge to blog. This isn't a typical blog because I hate this shit, but I'll let the lack of sleep get to me. As discussed previously with a different audience, it's come to my attention that lameness is a quality that I have in abundance. I know you don't believe it but, I'm sorry my friend, it's true. I'm not sure why I try to ignore certain "givens" or even probably hints. And I'm not sure if I should address these certain things even though I might want to. But then I keep thinkin', nothin' to lose, right? Why bother? Retarded. Retarded and lame. Stop. Stop, already.

Well, I had fun.

There's something wrong with me, dude!

I'm fricken' bored, dude!

Man, I could really go with the whole "fuck the world" motif considering, but not limited to, the fact that work sucks and I have a midterm Tuesday, plus four readings, need to start reading for an extra novel the damn bitch assigned only me, and research for the same class. I have not started studying. I have not started reading. I have not started doing research. And you know what? I don't think I'm gonna start. I'm gonna try to rely on whatever bullshitting capabilities I think I have, and kinda let things go with the flow. And then some.

for you to notice



Friends - I know a weekend update is a bit premature considering the weekend is just starting, but we got this party going started Wednesday and I'm here today, and I'm ready to throw down, just because.



So Wednesday, I went out with the cousins again over to Mission Rock in San Francisco. Phat party. Not much more I can say.



Thursday, another phat party in San Francisco. Actually, it was a BBQ. Got that one started in the afternoon and actually ended surprisingly early.



Friday, went mother-fuckin' skydiving, yo! Rockin'! The ride up there was a bitch, but well worth it, in my opinion. Then we met up with some folk back in San Jose, and that was cool. Then had a little party back in San Francisco. I ain't even kidding. I got more to say but you know. Shiet.