argh, i forgot the quote that i was going to use from donald kaufman.

today i saw adaptation with gail and cheri. theres one specific scene where john larouche is holding a taco. at that precise moment, we all sadly wanted tacos upon seeing it in the movie. immediately we stopped the movie, and i offered to drive to taco bell so we could have a beast of a feast. even though all of the lights were off gail insisted i go through the drive thru. i pass by the speaker slowly and gail starts laughing like a madman. so i back up and theres some chitter chatter coming from the speaker asking us something. we couldnt believe it. gail starts laughing even more while saying "oh my gosh, i feel so sorry for you, having to work late at night on christmas day!" after saying hello 50 times to the speaker, i figured ill just pull up and talk to the guy at the window face to face, seeing as how there are no cars behind us. i look inside and theres absolutely no one inside. we return home filled with disappointment.

when i got home my dad started yelling at me for being an idiot thinking that thered be workers on christmas, especially at that time. i laughed it off after seeing gail and cheri laugh at my dads scolding. good times.

coming soon:the story about the dancing santa claus on the street who was advertising a sunglass store on a rainy day.

its currently 530am. you must certainly be wondering why the hell am i writing so early in the morning. i actually woke up at 330 dancing in my bed. and by dancing in my bed i mean tossing and turning aimlessly struggling to hear big bird tell me that this dream has been brought to you by the letter z.

my decision to forego going out for an entire day was wise. at the pace this current vacation was going, i knew id be returning to davis congratulating myself on a regret well done. my excuse was the fact that i needed to straighten out some things at home, and in my head likewise. the end result: concluding that pessimism wont deter me from having fun.

i woke up this morning finding myself just wanting to talk to someone. sure, this definitely contrasts with my mood yesterday. of course no ones up at this time of day. so my attempts at falling asleep have resembled half sleep, half crazythink. im not exactly sure what it was, perhaps it was my sisters lecture of how pathetic ive become thats served as a wake up call (literally). speaking of which, a lot of people have become pathetic. the entire week ive been dreading in the back of my mind how this vacations going to be dull and how much worse off things seem. ive come to realize that theres some influence out there restricting me from grabbing the bull by the horns and taking more initiative. believe me, this vacation wont go wasted.

if you keep bitching, youre never going to get anywhere. to repeat the words of crazy dude during the justin wong vs. soomighty match, "booo, do something!"

geez, i cant believe i mistook barney for tinkywinky.