Time to get out of the desert and into the sun...

I'm trying to think, but I'm listening to the Format's "On Your Porch" and it's consuming all of my thoughts. Pausing until the next song... Alright, We Are Scientists... sweet. 

• I have the most massive toothache; dental insurance would be totally appreciated at the moment. 
  
• Last night one of my friends told me they loved the song "If You Seek Amy" by Britney Spears. Really? This song is a pathetic attempt to be vulgar, case in point "All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy." Does anyone really believe that she's talking about someone named Amy, or is she trying to be clever and mean "begging to F U C K me"? Honestly, I would maybe be willing to give her props if she had come up with a line that made sense and also had the hidden meaning at the same time, or if she had just used the "F U C K" line. Lets be real, it's not like the rest of your life is censored, Brit. 
• I'm up 17-8 in the Jesus Tape Wars. That subject deserves its own post...later.
• So into Empires right now...Keep the Mood= yes.
• 3 more days. sweet.
• Hoping for at least 5 hours of sleep tonight, then up at 6 a.m. to squeeze in about 3 hours of homework before heading to work, then working until 5 p.m., then driving to St. Paul, then Asher Roth, then sleep, then stop writing in run-on sentences.

Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol...

Theme of the night: F my life courtesy of fmylife.com

Moral of the story: St. Paul impound lots at 2 a.m. are not a good idea if can be avoided. 

Reasoning: After a long night of acoustic shows, uno, alcohol, Jesus tape wars, jimmy johns, and general debauchery people were beginning to depart from the night's location. I had just got settled on the couch and started drifting off when Kar's cell rang. It was her boyfriend who had left about 15 minutes earlier... 

convo:

Kar: Hello?

Cory: Hey, where did I park?

Kar: What? In the back parking lot somewhere.

Cory: Yeah, but my car's not here.

Kar: What do you mean your car's not there?

Cory: I mean there's a red car parked where my car was.

Kar: Did you have your parking pass up?

Cory: Yeah. Oh shit. I think I forgot to put it up.

Kar: So you got towed?

Cory: F my life.

So the 3 of us get in my car and head to the impound lot situated in the most gloriously shady area of town. And not shady as in plenty of foliage shady. We get there and the perfects are out in full force; I'm talking drunks, profanity, and threats all nicely confined in a 4 x 4 ft area. Good times, good times. At least I wasn't the one that had to shell out a couple hundred bones for forgetting to put up my parking pass. Ouch. 

So after getting back and getting 2 hours of sleep I headed back out on the road at 6 in order to get to work. Still a good night. Back to the cities tomorrow after work for Asher Roth at fineline. I'm skeptical, but I'll be open minded and take it for what it is. Wednesday night can't come soon enough.

Busy week ahead...

This week is jam packed. 

Tomorrow: Hanging out in St. Paul and checking out Cory's brother Sean's acoustic set at some coffee shop.

Sunday: Drive back to Rochester to work 10-6, and then jam as much homework into the night as humanly possible in an attempt to avoid failing out of college.

Monday: Working 10-5, then driving back to the cities to see Asher Roth at Fineline.

Tuesday: Hangover, homework, etc.

Wednesday: Working 10-2:30, then once again driving to the cities to see Farewell Continental at the Beat, which will be amazing.

Thursday: Working 1-7.

Friday: Working 10-5

Saturday: Working 10-5

Also, Skype + video= weird, yet fun times. Since they couldn't find any mirrors, the second pic shows them using a picture frame's reflection in order to try and show me pictures of dogs they like.

I'm excited for April...I think it will be a good month... I've got a good feeling about it.

Picadilly Pitchforks

Oh the irony... I tossed and turned all night due to my coffee consumption at about 9 pm last night, and now I'm using coffee to keep myself awake in order to function at work today. 

I hate those sleepless nights where you look at the clock and go "alright I can still get 5 hours of sleep", and then an hour later "okay 4 hours of sleep", "hopefully 3 hours of sleep", "shit, 2 hours of sleep", and eventually "fuck my life".

My mom recently got a facebook, and I saw that she listed her favorite music as Pink Floyd, Rilo Kiley, Martina McBride, etc.  I'm digging the diversity. I also think I just discovered who has my missing Rilo Kiley cd.

Highlights of my day thus far...

1. Overhearing a customer refer to her infant son as "my lil drunken sailor."

2. Having a cheeseburger splat on my windshield after it was thrown out the window of a vehicle with a bumper sticker that read "No Jesus No Peace." Perhaps this cheeseburger was thrown in a peaceful manner.

3. Breaking a $100,000 piece of equipment at work right as the boss walks in the door. 

4. Jimmy Johns

I fail at I-Spy with 4 year olds.

About 10 minutes ago...

Avrie (4 years old)- I-Spy something blue.

Me- um, Luke's pants, the couch, that cup...

Avrie- Nope. If you want a hint you have to push the hint button (which is apparently an invisible button on the couch).

Me- *Hint*

Avrie- It's a blueberry.

Me- Where do you see a blueberry?

Avrie- You grow them in the garden, duh. 

Me- Why didn't I think of that.

Riddle with 4 year old Ethan afterwards

-Ethan: How does someone sleep without a bed or anything?

-Me: They just close their eyes?

-Ethan: No. They find a bed and lay in it.

Pongo Pygmaeus

I got a letter at work today in which the salutation was "overflowing in Christ". I think I'm going to start signing my letters this way. Sincerely is so overrated anyways. I like to spice things up every once in a while. Keeps things interesting. Keeps 'em guessing. Keeps things fresh. 

Freaky

It sounds like there is someone walking on the stairs, but there is no one else home. I was hearing that earlier too. It's kind of freaking me out at the moment. It's not that old of a house, and normally doesn't creak or make too strange of noises, which isn't helping keep my imagination in check. I'm hoping it's just the wind or something. I really hope this doesn't keep me from falling asleep, but I already know the answer to that. I desperately need to sleep tonight though or I won't be able to function tomorrow. I didn't even go to bed on Thursday or Saturday night this week. On Friday morning our plane left to Seattle at 7:05, so we had to leave for the airport at 4:15. Then last night we realized that our plane left at 12:40 am instead of 12:40 pm as we had been told. We of course didn't realize this until 10:30 pm, so we only had 2 hours to pack, check out of the hotel, return our rental car, take the shuttle to the airport, get through security, etc. Luckily we made it just in time, and they had overbooked our flight, but we offered to switch to a later flight. They ended up not needing us to switch planes though and they upgraded us to first class for offering. Still couldn't fall asleep on the plane though. 

Time to at least try to fall asleep; need to get up at 6 for work tomorrow. 

The heater in this house is officially broken. I had a feeling it was on its last leg with all the strange noises it was producing last night. Sure enough, I woke up freezing around 4 am and went on the hunt for some extra blankets, yet found none. I did however find a box of bath towels I had packed away, which included a sweet TMNT towel that i've had since I was 5. I swear my bedroom is at least 20 degrees colder than any other room in the house. It's not even that cold outside right now and yet I still can't feel my fingers. Maybe I'm just not used to sleeping in a cold room considering my last roommate insisted on keeping the thermostat at 80 degrees every single day. I think I should stop complaining about the cold, since i'd take these cold temps over that torture any day. Nothing worse than trying to fall asleep in a room that feels like a sauna. 

I had such high hopes of being productive tonight, but then I got off work late and now I'm too tired and too far behind to even tackle any more tasks. I did manage to get an hour of guitar practice in, throw a load of laundry in, and start packing for Seattle this weekend. Why am I going to Seattle?... because I'm a pushover and don't like to hurt peoples feelings. Can I afford to go to Seattle?... absolutely not. I've never been to Seattle though, so at least I'm looking forward to that. 

I think I'm going to head to bed, seeing as I have to get up early for work tomorrow and then I'm crashing at my friend's place tomorrow night and leaving at 4:15 am Friday morning to catch my flight.

Random Blurts...

• Dateline NBC creeps me out. I think it's the narrator's voice. 
  
• Extremely busy day at work.
• Checking out a sweet apartment on Monday.
• Note to Ramon: You are not a gangsta.
• Watching old school Home Improvement.
• Great weather this weekend.
• Watching Lainey all weekend.
• Cousin's Ben and Becks had a baby girl yesterday.
• Welcome Avery Lynn.
• Note to Julietta: I'm not going to stoop to your level.
• Craving a beverage, any beverage. 

Flashbacks...

I had a very random flashback today while driving into town... it was 3rd grade. Mrs. Brunette's classroom. Around 1:30 pm. Show and tell was in full swing. Big item of the day was Weird Al Yankovic's album "Bad Hair Day." The song was Amish Paradise. There were 3 students that had chosen to play that song as their show and tell item. One of those students was me. The only stipulation was that you had to turn down the volume when it said "hell" and then you could turn it back up. First 2 students aced this part. My turn next. Everybody's "rapping" along and all of a sudden it's up to me to turn down the music...my hand gets there 2 seconds too late and the whole class hears the H word, which i'm sure none of them had ever heard before in their life. Right. Mrs. B's staring me down while the whole class is erupting in "oohs" and "whoa's" and laughter. I had to sit out in the hall the rest of the school day, and I wasn't allowed to bring my Weird Al cassette to school anymore. 

Orcas...

I just logged onto my youtube account and the videos suggested for me were; 'woman attacked while riding whale', 'interview with Nick Carter', 'roller coaster accidents', and 'elephant party in South Africa'.  I guess that's what happens when you search for Sea World attacks, terrifying roller coasters, dancing elephants, and watch all of the episodes of House of Carters.

Ouch

Slipped down the stairs leaving work tonight on account of the freezing rain. Pain is what I'm feeling. It's perfect that I still have about 2 hours of homework tonight that involves a lot of typing, and my left arm is pretty much immobile and throbbing at the moment. 

1,2,3, Go. Hey, Forever.

Damn you Chris Brown and your catchy lyrics.?.

It must be warming up, 'cause the ladybugs they are attacking.

Day off tomorrow. Good stuff. 

Time to go search for the latest episode of United States of Tara... love that show. Toni Collette is great in it, and John Corbett completes my life, so it's a win-win in my opinion.

FL-MN

I got back from Florida last night around 9. It was a fun trip, but I'm always glad to be home. I was quickly reminded what the cold felt like, but at least I had 2 adorable dogs on my lap on the ride back to my place to keep me warm!

I loved the resort that we stayed at and hope I can return there again at some point in my life. It was right on the lake and had a nice beach, multiple heated pools, hot tubs, alligator ponds, etc. We hung out in the hot tub every night and met a bunch of cool people from places like Newfoundland, Quebec City, Illinois, New Jersey, New York, England, Utah, and Washington. There was a high school choir from Quebec that did Karaoke for 2 hours one night at the beach and every single song was either Elvis or Celine Dion. Good times.

We had good weather the first 4 days and then the last 2 days were somewhat colder but still not to shabby. 

The plane ride home was torture though. It was 3 1/2 hours of constant turbulence with a crying child in front of me, a baby that coughed and kicked my chair nonstop the entire trip behind me, and a girl to the right of me that vomited nonstop the entire trip (the flight attendants gave her a couple of biohazard bags to use after the vomit bags had all been used in our row.) Needless to say, I was thrilled when we finally landed.