Snow and Game Night

I was delivery driving yesterday.  As I've said before, I really enjoy it.  But I hate driving in winter, especially when it's hard to get my car moving through snow and over ice.  Now, yesterday it really wasn't that bad out, but I sill ended up stuck in a snow bank.  The best part is though I didn't drift in there or slide in there.  I just drove right straight into it.  Why?  Because I could not for the life of me see where the road was.  There was just a bright white blanket of snow over everything and it made everything look flat instead of looking like there was a giant snow bank to my right.


The last delivery I had in my car was across the street, so I decided to run it over on foot.  That's true dedication for you, considering it was across a busy street and I had to trudge through a ditch.  But I figured I could get it there quicker than if another driver came and picked it up from me and then drove it over there.


Some co-workers, along with the help of a nice man whom I assume works for Maple View, came and shoveled/pushed me out.  It took some effort because I was on ice and my tires kept spinning.  I keep thinking about going to pick up some kitty litter or something in case this happens again.  Putting a shovel in my trunk would also be an excellent idea!  I need to get an ice scraper too because Holly broke mine.  She was using it as a shovel and it got caught under the tire.


After I got off work a couple of co-workers and I got together for game night.  It was fun, and I really hope we do it again.  If we play Pictionary again though I don't think Kristine and I will be allowed on the same team.  We were totally in sync with each other and kicked some serious butt.  I also just kept guessing stuff until I got something right.  I must have guessed hula dancer about twenty different times. Over all it was a good time.

Star Trek

Let me start off by saying (well, writing) that I do not consider myself a Trekkie in any way shape or form at this moment in my life.  It is possible I'm heading there though.  We'll see.  As most of you probably know I have been proudly calling myself a geek for years now.  I consider it a large part of who I am.  But how can I say that I'm a geek if I've never seen a single episode of Star Trek in my life?  So to maintain my title "geek" I have set out to watch not just one, but the entire set of star trek episodes.  In total there are thirty seasons.  My new years resolution, among other things, is to watch all of them by the end of 2011.  Should be a geektastic year.


It's weird that I've never watched them before.  I'm only a little ways into the original series and I already am in love with it.  I have a tendency to fall in love with cult classics though.  Any one who knows me knows I love Rocky Horror picture show.  So maybe I won't get into the other series very much, even though they're supposed to be the good ones.


I'll admit I don't understand all of it.  My brain's just starting to get used to the science fiction universe.  I mean, I can grasp the concept of Gambit and his kinetic energy abilities but when it comes to worm holes and other galaxies it takes me a while to fully understand what they're talking about.  It could also be my lack of understanding for anything scientific.  In school I never liked science or math much, at least not when it started to get kinda hard.


I'm happy I finally discovered it though after twenty-years of showing no interest what so ever, but like I said I'm not a Trekkie.  Star Trek fan/newbie?  Yes.  So there you go.

New Apartment

I finally found a new apartment, and I've spent the last two nights there even though there's no furniture in here yet.  The plan is to move all my stuff over tonight after my mom's done teaching school.  I have a couple of blankets, a pillow, some cleaning supplies, and all of Penny's stuff over here at the moment.  I've been sleeping on the floor and keeping myself entertained with Star Trek episodes online.

Penny wasn't sure what to think at first, but I think she's getting used to it.  There's a couple other dogs that live in the building too.  They're precious, like most dogs.  They bark a lot, which I don't mind but I thought it would get Penny going too.  She's been pretty good about it.  I think she's confused about where the noise is coming from, especially when it travels through the air vent.  Poor thing.

I love this apartment.  I love the location, not too far from downtown.  It's kind of a bummer that my job is all the way across town, but in the summer it will be right next to the Kegs.  It's a cute little place too.  It's a gianormous house that was turned into eight apartments.  Everybody has their own separate enterences too, so it's not like I have to go through someone's living room or something to get to my place.  It's a little small and a little old, but it's perfect for Penny and me.  I'll have to put pictures up once I get all my junk in.  It looks a little boring right now.  I can't wait to get my stuff here.  I have some cute plans for decorating.

The Angels

Another holiday season has come to an end.  I got a pretty good haul this year as far as gifts go.  My favorite by far is the Wii fit.  Penny got treats from Charlee and Blitzen.  I think my mom liked all her gifts too.  God, I love Christmas.  I think it's because of all the traditions.  My favorite by far is looking for the angles that my papa hides around the house.

They came from a tree ornament that broke once.  They're just two tiny angels, slightly over an inch tall.  One of them is blue and one of them is pink.  All he does is hide them in plain sight, but sometimes they are so hard to find.  It can drive one crazy if they can't find it, espeically when the rest of the family is saying, "Oh, I found them."  You're not supposed to give hints to where they are, but it happens occasionally.  Papa usually won't give hints, but my grandma will.  She won't tell you exactly where they are, but if she knows you can usually get what room they're in out of her.

She hide them for the first time in my memory this year.  That's never happened, but she picked a good spot.  I found the pink one right away, but for the life of me I didn't know where the blue one was.  All through Christmas dinner, my eyes were darting around the room looking for that stupid little thing.  Finally my grandma says, "You're not very far from it."  Turns out it was hiding in the center piece on the table.  You have to give me credit though, it was on the opposite side so I couldn't see it.

This tradition has been going as long as I can remember... before I was born even.  I think it was started when my cousin Rachel was a little girl.  I wish I knew how it started.  My grandma doesn't know, but I don't think I've ever asked my papa.  He probably doesn't remember either.  After all, does anyone know how most traditions started?  But yeah, the angels are one of my favorite parts of Christmas.

Driving

I had my first official dilervy shift today.  I've covered a couple of other people's shift before, but this one was all mine.  For those of you who don't know, I started a Jimmy John's not too long ago.  It's a pretty good job, and I'm really happy with it.  I'm getting the hours I need and the pay is good.  Not to mention everything's pretty easy when you get the hang of it.  It's a fun atmosphere too.

Anyway, I like delivering... when I can find the place.  Some apartment complexes are crazy and I end up driving around in circles.  I haven't got stiffed on any order yet so I guess I can't be too bad.  Since it's the holiday season the traffic is crazy though and we're so busy.

Driving.  I don't actually like driving a car.  I'd much rather be a passenger.  It didn't always used to be that way.  One time a friend got into a car accident.  It wasn't even that bad, but I was in the car and late for where I needed to go.  Now I always feel like if something like that happens I want someone else to be responsible for me being late.  It's not like that keeps me from driving places though.  I still go to work, friends, wherever.

One of my favorite things to do is just aimlessly drive around.  I used to do that quite a bit with Kailin and Kelsey, especially if one of us was feeling down.  We'd just drive around listening to the radio and talking.  Usually at night.  One time Kelsey got pulled over.  She got so nervous the cop thought she was drunk or something and made her do a sobriety test outside of the car.  I thought it was funny.  I really miss those days.  I also miss Midnight Madness.  It's a game that the Red River theatre guild played.  We had teams that piled into cars and drove around town looking for clues like a great big scavenger hunt.  I would get really into it.  My friend Stacie ran over poor Kailin's ankel one year though.  I'm thinking it was our sophomore year.  She was okay though.  She just was limping for a while.

I'm a Psych-O

The Psych season finally was on tonight, which I loved.  I've really gotten into that show.  I guess I needed something to replace Monk, but I stopped watching that after Sherona left.  Anyway... I've seen every episode of Psych so far, but my favorite are the ones with Yang and Yin.  It could be because of my love for Ally Sheedy though too.  She plays Yang.  Besides Shawn, she is my favorite character in the whole thing and she's only been in three episodes.

Without giving too much away, Yang is the daughter of a serial killer, Yin, and becomes obsessed with Shawn.  The two of them start to target Shawn and people get kidnapped and just when show's time limit is just about up, the people are rescued and everythings okay.  "An Evening with Mr. Yang" could very well be my favorite episode, but it's hard too say.  There are so many good ones.  I love the characters in the show.  That's what makes it.  James Roday is amazing!  Him and Dule Hill are great together.

I've been playing games on the website too and I won an iphone cover.  I don't have an iphone, but I hope to get one soon so that's cool.  And I try to enter the spot the pineapple sweepstakes every week, but sometimes it's hard to find.  Like this week for example.  I swear there were no pineapples in the grocery bags where it was supposed to be hidden.

It was an okay season, but I think the show has lost something.  It's probably just because there on they'll already be starting their sixth season.  All show's start to loose their luster after a while.  I mean, Shawn and Gus used to sneak ahead and find stuff out.  Then Shawn would have a "vision" and lead them to the clues they found.  It seems like they're trying to play down the psychic angle a little bit.  Don't get me wrong, it's not like they've jumped the shark yet or anything.  It's still my favorite television show out there at the moment.  I can't wait for season six to start up this summer.

P.S.  It feels weird to write about a television show.  I don't think I ever have before.

Life

Well since I posted a blog titled "Death" I figured I should at least make one titled "Life."  It's probably because death, as depressing as it is, has been on my mind quite a bit lately.  I've reached a point in my life where everything is coming together.  I like my job... most days.  I'm making enough money to support all my needs and even a few bucks left over for radom things like action figures and easy bake ovens.  So life's going well.

Life's funny that way.  One moment of life everything is going horribly, horribly wrong and you think there's no point to life at all and then the next moment everything is great.  Of course, getting to the great part after the bad part can take some work but eventually you get there.  I think it's important to focus on that part of life other than the all good things must come to an end part.  And when you're in a rut it's very important to focus on the fact that things will get better instead of thinking that, yeah, things will get better but then they'll only get bad again.  That will just mess you up.  Believe me.

So here's my bit of wisdom for you all.  And I'll admit it kinda sounds like something out of a Lifetime Christmas special, but here it is.  Life sucks.  That's all there is to it.  But there are little moments in life where it doesn't suck so bad where one might even be happy.  So my thoughts are that life is all about the little moments, and yes I realize so many people have said that before.  And every therapist out there will tell you to focus on the positive.  But it is so true.  Negaitivety and anger are two of the worst things out there.  I mean, they can eat you alive, especially if the one person you're truely angry at is yourself and your just directing it everywhere else.

Forgiving and forgetting is a touchy thing too.  Because you can't forget, and more importantly you shouldn't forget.  But then what exactly does forgiving mean?  I guess just to put yourself in the other person's shoes and try to understand.  Maybe what I'm trying to say is not to hold things against people and learn from the past and from your mistakes.

Lastly, just because you think something over, doesn't mean it really is.  Anger can be blinding.  But if it is truely over, don't dwell.  Move on as best you can and still try to live life to its fullest.  Even though there isn't one point to life that everyone can agree to, it's still precious.  I mean, love others and more importantly love youself.  And as cliche as this whole blog is, you've only got one life to live so go out there and cherish each moment of it.  After all, life is about the random little moments stuck in there between all the suck.