"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results - Albert Einstein

my brother the tool
2001-11-25 - 5:44 am

i emailed out my resume to four or five companies.

mmmm..i can't wait to go to sleep tonight and _not_ have to wake up early. of course i will, probably semi panic stricken about the time.

my mom got me a fiber optic xmass tree. i like how the colors change and sparkle.

i like my neice, she laughs like a dolphin. it's a funny high pitched clicking sound. of course, hopefully she'll grow out of that before she goes to school or the kids will torment her. though, on the plus side, if she doesn't people will like to make her laugh. good and bad, good and bad.

i'm not going next year. it's too damn much driving for too return.

normally i like junkyard wars. the tv was turned on at about 9am and junkyard wars was on. so we watched it...little did we know it was a marathon day for the show. it didn't get turned off until like 8pm. that's how freaking boring the day was.

my brother is a tool. i asked his wife if she needed/wanted any help with cooking things. at first she says no, but the says one of us (my brother or i) could help her make the pudding pie. i wait for him to say he will, since it is _his_ wife asking and all but he pretends to ignore her. i don't mind making pudding pies, in fact i like to cook. my point is he's a tool.

the little one woke up at like 7, which is good for her. my brother wouldn't wake up to watch her, so his wife had to take her to the store...which as most people know kids can get cranky in stores when they've just woken up. so she got to enjoy screamy kid. she comes home and yells in asking if he took out the trash. i'm watching tv (right before junkard wars was found) as she comes in. i hear her yell and kind of ignore it. i hear him jump out of bed and run into the master bathroom. she repeats, asking if he took the trash out. the shower goes on, he's now pretending he was in the shower when she came home. of course, he didn't take the trash out. like i said, he'sa tool.

i'm gonna go curl up under a warm blanket and watch star wars. it's that episode one dealie. i havn't seen it before.