Daily Update

There are so many things to say about yesterday. I almost don't even know where to start. But here goes... Work was busy. I almost got frustrated with Rey, who I've been working with pleasently for the last 2-3 weeks. The little Brazillian Fireball in him almost got the most of me, but then I just pawned the blame off on someone else and then kept working. its a pretty funny thing to do; when someone is sitting at your desk, telling you "you need to do this, do this, do this" it gets annoying, so to combat that attitude, I pulled an ultra lazy attitude. so when Rey said to go fetch a stapler, I said, " I think we just sold out of them". or to look something up on the internet, " Sorry, I think the internet is broke today." It was trivial stuff that he wanted me to do, and its not that I wouldn't have done it, I just had to pull that attitude to combat his attitude. It seemed to work too.

I also took the chance to go running yesterday. It was an inner struggle if I should go or not. At first I simply didn't think I had the energy, but then my inner conscience persuaded me to Just do It. It was a rugged track in the Australian Outback that night. I ran with the hyena's. I had a little more energy, but I set myself at a typical pace. What was funny about last night was that I ran into a squad of dopey looking ninja who were training with three instructors. I thought of going up and challenging them there on the spot, but I didn't. I knew I could take on three simple Ninja instructors, but I didn't trust the retarded students. Not that they're good, but they'd hurt themselves and me with their foolish swordplay or knife work. They'll get theirs in due time, those feebelish Chicken-shrimps.

Immediately after running I start getting phone calls from family members about random stuff. I talked with them for much of the night. Then when I was done with that, I tried calling this girl I know. It turns out it was during her favorite TV show so I just got scolded, so I then had to pretend it was the wrong number and just hung up. But I guess her cell phone has caller ID, so she called me back and scolded me more. Oops. Sorry bout that.

So all the (few) emails that I've tried to send my missionary sister have been to the wrong account, so I have to go back and re-send all my scolding letters. It will be good for her.

Lunch was sponsored by Marvin's

I'm listening to a German punk band called Die Aertze.