Gunner.

My parents just sent me an e-mail.

Hey! This little Westie puppy living in Arkansas will be joining us all in mid-June or July.

We are thinking of naming him Gunner (in honor of Arsenal) but send us any ideas you might have.

And sent this picture.

I almost peed myself.

Burnt.

This weekend i worked at the Nascar races.
I was overworked and what they did  was down right illegal. I worked 10 hours straight Friday and Saturday with only a 15 minute lunch break. ILLEGAL! They better be glad i am broke!

Point is, i forgot sunscreen.
I have a terrible tan line on my feet from my toms.
Half my forehead is burnt because my bangs covered the other half.
I have a sunglasses tan burn.
AND my nose is burnt and peeling, so i look like rudolph.
Great stuff.

Review: 127 Hours.

About a man who goes to some canyons and gets his arm pinned between a rock and the canyon wall.
He is just chilling there video taping himself trying to survive for 127 hours.
He has limited water, he drinks his own pee, and he starts seeing scooby doo everywhere.

Over all, fantastic movie. Could have been slow and boring, but it was not. It was long but kept me interested. Fantastic shooting style, i heard it was shot in one take or something.
if you don't like gruesome, think Saw, then skip the ending where he chops off his arm with a dull knife.
Based on a true story. And James Franco is not exactly and eye sore ;)

Over it.

I am over school! it is 90 degrees in April.
Why are we still here?
I want a pool
pronto.
Also, i have no sunscreen.
So this weather is a little much, but i love it.

Well this is a story......... about a pet peeve.

Nothing, and when i say nothing i mean nothing, nothing bothers me more than people who pause in the middle of stories looking for a reaction.

"So yesterday my friend and I went to the river.............. We saw water."

shit like that pisses me off.
I have a friend whose stories are not only fairly dumb, put she pauses for about 10 seconds in between sentences like she forgets what happens.

I hate........that.

Chruch.

My earliest memory of spirituality, faith, and all that, would be church.

I never liked church.
My mother would wake little me up and forced me out the door. I would cry. And scream.

I never saw the point in waking up and going.

To this day i still don't enjoy church.
I blame myself for making me dislike it.

Something Ugly

I think war is ugly.


its a bold statement, but there is nothing beautiful about war.
I am not saying i am against war, i believe sometimes it is necessary, but it is always ugly.

I have a cousin who is back and forth in Afghanistan and he has seen some brutal things which really effect him. Loud sounds outside or on a TV get to him. He won't admit it, but you can tell.

Its hard to say there is a silver lining in war, but i can think of a bout two.
War brings peace, sometimes.
War makes people respect themselves and their life more.
I'd say my cousin now cherishes his family more than ever.