Man, what a great night. This year with the St. Benedict fam was really something special. Even if we had to deal with snob ass Laguna Beach residents. Sharpshooter, MIA, Tito Boy, Token white guy and his Filipina girlfriend, Nice Guy, SSSSSSSSSSSSSs, and Soul Glo. Play on playa (like "beach" in Spanish).

For now, I have just 5 things to say:

"Leave a voice-maple and I'll get back to you as I can"
"cue the mugik/mukik(sp?) now!"
"Reg said I was naughty"
"so many Angisms"
"...I used to live at the mental hospital..."

I'm out of school for the moment, but there's always time for learning.

Today I learned:
My mom's favorite basketball player of the moment is Manu Ginobli (Geeno-bee-lee)
I moved from Chicago when I was 4 months old, by plane, not car as I previously thought
My mom's coworker (she told me her name, and then affectionately and matter-of-factly tacked on "a black girl") back in Chicago drove a Hyundai
The real estate market is getting plain ridiculous

I think I'm starting to learn how to talk--to converse--with my mom. My dad seemed a lot more jovial on the phone today too. And for the second late night, I'm helping my bro study physics for his final. If my sisters were home a little more often, this would be the realization of this family. I don't think I saw this coming.

After so many years of dealing with debt and trying to afford a "lifestyle," I think I'm starting to grow out of my materialistic phases. I was never one for a big phatty house, but cars don't excite me like they used to, and electronics change and evolve too quickly to justify dropping hundreds of dollars on them. My cell phone contract recently expired, but I really don't want a crazy do-everything phone anymore. I haven't changed the pictures on my phone in almost a year... the ringtones in a year and a half. I've held off buying shoes for a few months even though I've got a hole in the sole of my left shoe. I'm even getting tired of buying premade food. I'd rather save some money and try some recipes, but that assumes I find the motivation to cook. Maybe one of few things I would splurge on now is camera equipment, but I'm waiting. For what? I don't know. But it's less expensive this way.

Many of us share a common language. Why are we so misunderstood sometimes?

I'm not big on magic mic, but I scored 100 today. Perfect. The song? Creep by Radiohead. Joyce wanted a lullabye, so I delivered.

With everything seeming to come to a conclusion of some sort, I feel like I need to finish a chapter of some sort. What chapter that might be, I have no idea. There are plenty of loose ends in my life though. Maybe I might be able to sort things out a bit. To make room for more loose ends.

Crazy dream:

I was in the Philippines during a revolution of some sort. We were in a building trying to get to the outside, but there was a bunch of guys trying to kill us. One of the revolutionaries tried to rush them, but he was frozen by some ice gun. Then they blasted him with a flamethrower and the ice began to melt. At that point, I thought we could save him, so we got as close as we could without burning ourselves. Instead of just melting the ice, the fire caused him to vaporize. We decided to run to the elevators. First we went up to the top floor (the 6th), but there was no way to get outside from that floor. We tried going down again and stopped the elevator inbetween floors, but realized we wouldn't be able to run if the killers spotted us from either floor. Finally we pressed "7" for utility access to the attic-like section near the roof. The door opened to a 4 foot high scape that we crawled up into and then later emerged in a courtyard. There was a strange tension in the air, but the people outside seemed to be fighting an urge to flee. The revolutionaries and I made our way to the other side of the courtyard to recover some documents... (then I woke up).

I wish I could have remembered the dream I had last night. That was a wild one.

I wish there was a TiVo for dreams.

I'm still recuperating from the weekend. Not enough sleep, not enough eating, too much heat, but plenty of fun. For the time being, things are settling down, at least in my life. It would be fun to graduate again though.

...shine your light on the world
shine your light for the world to see