mmyello (the middle-aged tool greeting)

catching up:

I went to a graduation party today at a house with a massive backyard featuring a river. It is beautiful. And, when it started to downpour at 4 pm, the river flooded and the current was carrying whole trees, and seeped up to the upper lawn, making it look like he lives in a floating property. Foliage and everything were enough above water to make it seem plausible that they just lived like that normally. Also, at this party, people who I didn't think knew my name talked to me as if they wanted to get to know me with enough sincerity to fool me at least. Big plus.

Then, my dad asked me to go get the car. He handed me an umbrella, saving me from the unpleasant parts of torrential downpour (having to squint and put your head down while becoming progressively convinced that you will develop hypothermia). What it did was let me walk through patches of deep, fast moving wetness. Most notably, I walked on brick walkways with moss, so it felt like I was stepping into a kinda warm fuzzy bathtub. And since it was just rain, it didn't feel dirty.

Work starts monday. I'm really intimidated by children. I may pee myself before my kindergarteners do

Tomorrow is my family's fake father's day, where we will participate in a family team golf tournament. Meaning boys versus girls. Meaning my mom, my sister and I are going to get shat on.

I had dinner with my 2nd cousin, his mom, and my parents. It was awesome. He's really smart, funny and nice, and I didn't spend nearly enough time with him in high school, despite us being in classes together. We also agree on many things, including: school gossip (very entertaining), stairwell-poop investigations (unnecessary. Why would you want to ruin the wonderful mystery?), romances, english teachers, overly political people (the far left and right are equally annoying and impossible to reason with), our high school's attitude towards college (sickening and overly competitive), and animals.

My friends from school visited me, and there is just way too much shit in philadelphia to show someone, and it's really frustrating, because you wind up planning out days that couldn't possibly be carried out, even if you were super-efficient. Mostly, there is amazing food, which isn't nearly recognized enough, and there is only so much you can eat and spend money on.

I bought the dress previously mentioned. Gray and Orange. And, it has arrived. Big boobs ruin everything.

also, whales are kinda gross looking. White barnacles dangling off of floppy under-neck skin. Like an old lady with chin warts.

Cranium may be the best board game ever. I don't care what people say.


And, lastly,

I am an overly competitive person, exemplified in many of my actions and feelings this past week.