Back to buff

No, not a return to nudity, but the end of my vacation. In fact, it ended this past Monday when classes started again. I think this is going to be a lot better. Last semester was pure anxiety. The classes themselves were an exercise in patience, but were only half the issue. I realized that the very layout of my classes never gave me reprieve. I could not simply relax. Drove me nuts.

Both problems solved. Better courses, better layout, and strangely enough, I find the tax season oddly soothing.

2 new kids

I've been in Minnesota for 3 days. The two children here, ages 1 and 2, have adopted me already. Once they latch on, there is no escape. I'm here until the 30th. People keep telling me I'm good with kids, but I have no idea what they're talking about.

Nature can be such a wuss

So, anyone hear about that *biiiiiiiiiiig* storm that hit the northeast yesterday? The day I was supposed to drive from Syracuse to Rochester to catch a flight to Minnesota?

3 hours in the car, followed by 6 hours flying/ hanging out in airports. Well I got there. My flight landed near 1AM central (2AM in my head). You call that a storm? HA!

Green

So I'm back in Syracuse. The semester is over (I don't miss it). I'm here for a week until I fly out to Minnesota for awhile. My brother, through various* means, has a Playstation 3. Knowing that I've been trying to get my hands on a copy of Fallout 3 (moreso, a computer that can run it. I'm not much of a console gamer), he decided that whatever I'm pining for is good enough for him.

He plays. His 3 year old son thinks it's better than TV, so he watches. A silent figure on the floor near the TV, taking it all in. Then, when my brother feels it, he hands the controller to the boy. Oh sure, the violence, blood, and gore are never a part of what jr does. He just runs in circles and gets himself killed by a mole rat, but still...

My nephew has played more Fallout 3 than I have. I N V

Thanksgiving

*obligatory comment about food*
*followup about travel*
*remark about family*
*mention my level of food intake*
*witty closing remark*

SAD

Seasonal affective disorder: that sad feeling you get because of lack of light, or something.

Sorry everyone, I never experienced that. In fact, quite the opposite. Once leaves turn and snow starts to fall, I get happier. The first snowfall, to me, marks the beginning of things start to happen and life is wonderful season. I become a notably happier person.

Having said that, I woke up to a light cover of snow hiding the grass. (That was a well needed injection of happy in the bloodstream)

Excuse me, I need to go buy kerosene.

Idle hands

Have you ever set something down, went somewhere to pick something else up, and couldn't find it?

Yea... not seeing it.