All week the weather people were saying that Saturday would be a nice day. Now, as I look outside, it’s raining like hell. The forecasters have changed their prediction to rain for most of the day.
What. the. fuck.
Well…maybe it’s not raining that much in Peterborough.
George Carlin – Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television
Funnier when you hear the act. 
No. No it wasn’t. I thought it was. I was at McDonalds rodering two McChickens expecting them to be cheap. Wednesday is McChicken day. When the dude rung it up it came to $7 and change. WTF? Where did Wednesday go? So, I settled for two cheesburgers for $1.69 and tax. Not bad.
Yeah, where the hell did Wednesday go? There’s so much I have to do before leaving for camping tomorrow. I mean, I have to do laundry, dig up the cooler, dig up the sleeping bag, wash the sleeping bag, iron clothes, etc. I’ve already recharged two pairs of batteries for my camera. I should do the third pair. And since we’ve got people coming over, it’d be a good thing if I cleaned my room, cleaned my bathroom, mopped floors, etc. I mean, I’ll be giving them a tour, right? Want to make a decent impression.
Bloody. Jason is neurotic.
I did something today that I’m totally unproud of. I promised myself one day long ago that I would never do it. Yet, this morning, it happened, and I wish I can take it back. It’s now hours later, and I still feel raw. I’m sure my eyes are still red. I’m drippy, I don’t want to be at work. I want to be somewhere brooding over what I did.
Oh crap.
Despite the fact that CI is getting to be a lot better than the average show on AI, today was quite the suck-fest.
Apart from Jacob and Kalan, everyone had issues. Actually, Jacob’s got issues too…but that’s a different story.
Bottom three…I’d pick all the girls, but someone will be saved. Either Theresa or Elena has enough star power to keep them afloat. I’m guessing the Filipino/Asian community will save Elena.
So…Manoah, Josh, Theresa are on the block.
Manoah kicks the bucket. Nothing can save her rendition of “Sweet Dreams are Made of These”.
I woke up a few minutes ago in a bit of a panic. This weekend I’m going camping, and I don’t have anything ready. All of us agreed that everyone was on their own with regards to snacks and personal things of that nature. That’s fine. Last year was like that too. However, as I remember it, last year I was horribly unprepared as well. I think I really only brought one big jug of water for myself. I remember having to really rely on the communal snacks. Mind you, we had a surplus of communal stuff–so I got by. This year, I want the situation to be different. Thing is, I haven’t gone out to the supermarket yet to get anything.
Bah, no point dwelling on how being lazy (or not). Today I plan on going out during the lunch hour to fetch stuff. Of course, it’s not just food that I have to worry about. I haven’t even dug out my gym bag. I’ve got to pack clothes. I’ve got ot recharge my batteries for my camera. I have to find that huge cooler in my basement.
Jason feels nasty right now. The sore throat was really bad this morning. Right now it seems to have settled a bit. However, I’m starting to feel a bit congested as well as dizzy. I’m taking Sudafed right now to help clear it. I need to get better before I go camping this weekend. I’m not putting my passengers in danger.
Jason needs a haircut. I don’t remember when I last had one. I’d guess though that it’s been 2 months and a bit. I always say I want to try growing my hair long. Now it seems like it’s actually happening. When going from a short cut and letting it grow out, there’s a period where my hair is still too short to stay flat, but long enough to make my head look poofy. That’s usually my breaking point when I force myself to get a cut. That point is long gone. Now I can actually comb the damn thing. Thing is, I haven’t let it grow out this long in so long that I really don’t know what to do with it. I usually end up just using a lot of gel. Frankly, I think my hair looks fine. It’s just that I’m not sure whether I’m going to hit new breaking points. The long hair is tickling my ears. It’s hitting the back of my collar. I think I’m going to try holding out until at least after camping. We’ll see what happens.
215–up from 205.
Yo…either I’m packing on more muscle than I had before or I’m packing on useless weight. I’m guessing the latter.
All this before camping. Fucking great. 
Oh look, Joe Schmo 2 is on.
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