i am the ultimate step-brother!!! or at least that's the title i've assumed for the vacation here. life here in nebraska is pretty good. i think my step-brother rhett said it best "all you do up here is eat and drink." i weighed in yesterday at my usual duece-ot-duece and i put on 3lbs in one day. not that i'm eating a lot, its just that i'm eating regular meals and my step-grandmother keeps saying, "now junior, you gotta eat up." she's lives on a farm, i guess that's how they do it there. its crazy here. my dad and step-mom are into karaoke! so far i've had two nights of karaoke and saturday night (the night we are really going to celebrate christmas) looks like another. i just sit and laugh at the fact i'm doing karaoke with my family and their friends at home. boy oh boy what i sight. other than karaoke, i've just been killing people on "vice city" - the video game which embodies the decline of the american morale.

speaking of. i got to hang out with my little cousins the other day. 8, 5, and 1 years old. the youngest was kinda scared of me. but i had a blast with the other two. we played and i stole their blankies which is always fun. then one of them asks me if i think shania twain is "sexy" (quote unquote). i was astonished and i said, "she's pretty". but they kept questioning if i thought she was sexy. i had to explain to them that being "pretty" is better than being "that other word". kids these days. picking it up so early. but i might have giggled at it when i was their age. it was just astonishing for cousin dave to have to go through that. this is no comment on parenting or whatever, its just that status of kids these days. they get it at school. just ask holden caufield.

and now for a lighter note and better news: when i was flying from austin to houston to omaha, i had a layover in houston for an hour or so. as i check in, the lady behind the counter says "this flight is overbooked blah blah blah we'll offer you a $250 voucher and a first class seat on the next flight going out at 6:50pm" (it was about 11:20am). so's i think it over a bit and decide "i'll take it". so then she's talking on the squak-box for more people to give up their seats and she keeps going up on the price! its at $400 now! and no one takes, except me. so, now i have a four hundred dollars towards a plane ticket (or two). that's half way to japan, or round-trip for two going on a weekend getaway in the US (or mexico or canada if its cheap enough). what a stinkin' deal!! i think i'm gonna pull this heist every christmas eve. maybe i can do it flying back, but probably not. we'll see though. so that's my news. continental airlines has given me the best gift so far, though my mom did do pretty good with a vegetarian cook book.

ok. happy new year if i don't talk to you again. oh. and for the first day i felt like omaha, nebraska smelled like dog poo, just for the record. and i smelled like an apple after showering here (apple fragrances), and my hands smelled like play-doh after playing with my cousins. that's it for the choronicle of odors...have a blessed evening.

oh, and i'm a step-uncle now. dylan michelle beecher is my step-niece's name. cute, and red, like most new babies. but you know, i got that going for me.

thanks mr. first amendment. i hate shopping for christmas gifts. its not a spiritual gift nor a discipline i have. and the stores are crazy. and i'm sitting there pacing around. it can't help that i can never make a decision. then all these thoughts like "i'm only buying this because i like it and they wouldn't" or "i want my step-mom to look cool, not to own this stuff" come to mind. it makes me question my skills. so i press on. and then its all crowded (because its 2 days before christmas). i seriously put my stuff back and walked out of best buy because it was so rediculous. i felt pretty good about that. stickin it to consumerism. but i'll be back. i'm no ghandi.

i write a lot of 3 line songs in my head. its kind of neat, but also kind of annoying. i'd like a full length please.

i fly out in the mornin. should be fun. updates will be infrequent. meanwhile heat things up on the bbs.

chronicles of a man grounded from the internet.
i think my boss just wants to know if i'm on the internet all day. i'm grounded from IM, and the BBS, and my email for that matter, and i spend my breaks getting my fix. its good though, i probably needed more self control that needed to be influenced by an outside force. yay for self control. the thing is, and i've probably said this, but i fell like i've been pretty stinking productive at work and she's just assumin i don't get nothin' done.

bravo regidor. i'm gonna name my children Alpha, Bravo, and Sector. so that when i'm pissed and want to yell at them i'll say "Alpha, Sector!" or just "Sector!" or "Bravo!" then i'd just have to laugh at what i said and i'd be less pissed.

better get back to work before i get lashed out upon. arrrgh. rawr.

i know i said i would take a break but i couldn't resist: apple just came crawling back on their knees!! they wanted me to work so they could get more computers out by the weekend. oh ya, they needed me. i've made my footprint on the mighty computer industry.

yesterday goes down as one of the longest days ever. started with a rebuke in the morning and then as you sit behind headphones all day (like i do) you just mill and think over and over about things. that's what i did. but a burrito at the end of the day with my good friend rachel makes things easier. things with the house of prayer are stirring, but i don't know what i can say at this point. but its shocking and cool.

subject - verb (past tense) - conjuction - possessive adjective - adjective + direct object - temporal statement. exclamation - pronoun - comma - adjective. i think i'm gonna start writing in japanese.

as i was driving to work today i saw a lady raise a hand to face level(either to pick their nose or to flip me off, i'm not sure). and i got to thinking, i do that a lot you see, and i thought to my self, "you know, i think i'm a good driver. pretty good by industry standards. but i'd never know if i wasn't because people either don't honk loud enough or raise their middle fingers boldly enough at me." its not until you're best friend sits you down in your room and tells you everyone hates your driving that you begin to understand.

i kind of want to take a break from this thing. to think. when i take a hit, i like to stand back and think.