his shirt was tucked into what???

So this is my random blog about the recent festivities. ill satrt with my trip to washington mutual.

I was quite aware that north park was full of eccentric people, to say the least, when I moved here, but this was a visit to the bank way out of the ordinary. first i was uber excited over the ideal parking spot i managed on 30th street, not the most parking friendly street in san diego. anywhoo all excitement aside i walk into this wretched place that controls my money. i say it like that because i like to push my inability to manage my own money that turns into hundreds of dollars of overwithdrawl fees frustrations on the bank rather than myself. anywhoo, im filling out my deposit slip when im approached by a guy who has taken his hair combing tips from don king and has the smell of pf changs dumpsters, you know little fishy little chinese foody. delicious really?!?? he asks me the time... twice... then if he could make a deposit without his ATM card because strangly enough while living on the street its hard to keep track of such a shiny piece of plastic.

finally that conversation so rich in interest was ended when the teller called him up. it was then i noticed the man standing in line behind me. so he was wearing sweats, no big deal right cuz, well i'll be honest, so was i. but unlike myself his hoodless matching sweater was tucked in to his elastic band tightie whities. thats right. not into the sweats or untucked for that matter but into his underwear in which his sweatpants were pulled a bit lower ensuring the clear sight of this fashion catastrophe.

finally we have a woman wearing one of those full track suits. black withpink pinstriping around the sleave and collar cuffs. i provide such a distinct description for the pure enjoyment of what the rest of her outfit provides. there was a hole in the ass of the pants. you know not anywear to not be noticed. right on the cheek. oh but she was quite aware or at least i assume so seeing as she was wearing matching pink underwear in case anyone, like myself, noticed the hole, but refrained from judging becase at least she matches!

keep posted. im sure there are many more strange encounters through my trecks of north park.

Mosquito punching and washing dishes.

so apparently the west nile virus has hit a few folks in the north park area. you know. where i live. craaaazy. so call me paranoid but i bought some bug spray. mostly because my luck is about as good as paris hilton keeping her legs closed, so i would totally be the kid on her bike to ride right through a pack of west nile mosquitos. I mean i would definitely throw down some face punches on those fuckin mosquitos but one would most likely get me right in the nose. so not only would i have west nile but id have a mosquito bite on my nose, which will most likely itch so bad my scratching would turn it into a total face rash turning the entire situation into pure turmoil. 

so i bought bug spray.

and for the most part im staying in doors. 

indoors is boring. so i washed the dishes. all 13 thousand of them. yeah there are four of us, a little sink, and biiiig appetites. so there are always like 13 thousand dishes. and i washed all of them. my fingers are still pruny. eww i hate wrinkled fingers. they make this rubbery noise if you rub them together. ahhh it bothers me just typing it. 

tournament this weekend. we came in second. as usual. haha we're always number 2 until it counts. ucsb ill see you at regionals bitches. your goin down. im hurtin though. shit it was 5 rough games in way to little of time. bruised and battered=understatement. i had a blasty though. cass was hilarious all weekend. i miss her. and well a weekend with those girls is always the best time ever. i really got to know some of the newbies too which is awesome. i looove getting to know new kids. you can never have enough buddies. plus for some strange reason some of the best people i ever meet are from this team. and so far that has held true. 

im excited for the next weekend of shenanigans and wins. 8-1-1 aint too shabby my friends. 

one tree hill=love. soapnet is my savior. 

out.

lyndzzz

rain. wins. and a 5 head

How about this weekend.

it was interesting to say the least.

lets start with friday. lo's birthday party was a smash hit. well first off it was really good to hang with cass again. im talkin really hang like the good ol' days. Lauren themed her party 'red carpet hollywood' or something like thats, so in true cass and lyndz fashion we mocked the situation. i went and picked her up and before making a fashionably late appearence we stopped at longs... and rite-aid. yeah 2 drug stores to find the most perfect, obnoxiously big sunglasses. of course we found a perfect pair that had a sticker on the lens reading 'the hot new trend'. aw perfect celebrity bashing. cass topped it off with a stuffed little dog in her purse that we appropriately named star bright rainbow butt. haha don;t know where that came from.

anywhoo the party was just full of shenanigans as usual. and i tell you what the jungle juice or whatever they called it, something about being naked. but damn it was so strong if I had another i may have gotten naked. maybe thats the motivation behind the drink title. anywhoo a couple glasses of naked drink, about 4 beers, and a constant flow of captain mo from amies purse posed for a long night followed by a scorching hangover.

saturday.

woke up around noon with a drill in my brain and an empty stomach to say the least. watched notre dame beat stanford. go fighting irish. and eventually headed out to my game at ucsd. roomates came to watch me play. woo hoo. anywhoo 15 minutes into the game we're up 2 nill off a beckham like set piece goal from the golden foot of my freshman sweeper, and a fancy footwork, meg the goalkeeper flashdance from one of my star forwards. having a not to shabby performance myself i come out for a one on one play slide out and blackness. bam nailed in the head by... something... and out cold. all i remember is the initial slide and then the trainer talking to me. apparently about a minute of continual play happened, me lifeless on the floor. im escorted off the field golf cart style and about 30 seconds after play resumed they score on us. shit. they eventually score again and we end up tying 2-2. and i'm stricken with a 5 head. seriously ive got quite the lump on my cranium. dammit.

so i head home put some ice on my dome and watch baseball. it rains. havent gotten that in a while. it was nice though. big sweats. my most comfortable huge grey puma hoodie and teee-veee. dodgers sweep the cubs. woo-hoo. according to pita i watched about an hour of clerks 2 and spoke to boo on the phone for about a half an hour. these i do not recall. except the dodgers. no blow to the head would make me forget my boys in blue sweeping the best team in the national league. one step closer boys one step closer. anywhoo so my saturday wasnt too shabby. 2 wins and a tie in my sports world. of course i'd like my actual game to be a tie but ill settle for undefeated still.

wake up sunday. totally dizzy. pounding skull and lost a few moments of the previous evening. buuut ill live to see another day. anywhoo, headed out to watch our mens game and prepare to well, watch my game from the sidelines once again. man its like someone out there is against me playing cuz right when i get healthy i hurt my... head. what the fuuuu. anywhoo we win 2-1... again. but i cant complain. a wins a win!

head home and watch football and baseball all day. colts win. chargers lose. angels win. another good day in sports.

so thats my weekend. hoped you found it as entertaining as i have thus far. man my head hurts. but not only where i got hit, in between my eyes is a little soft to the touch and well that resulted from my drunken debacle friday night. god knows how that happened.

oh and in case you were wondering. i made the save.

goodnight.

lyndzzz

Don't kill the messenger for neglected hoodies

class. i missed my first one cuz' my exhausted ass slept right through three alarms. yeah that's right. three alarms. but lucky enough for me that's the one class i can get away with missing. as for my second class. not so much. buuut i made it to that one.

so this class is a discussion section related to my lecture on media and the news. my discussion TA split our class up into four groups to discuss two different arguments each week. one group pro and one con for each dispute. this week the two issues were freedom of the press, and if there should be restrictions on freedom of speech.

so this is where I tell you the basis of this blog.

who's to say that my opinion matters to anyone let alone myself but whether you care or not I'm gonna lay it out there so take it for what it is.

so in this class, for some strange reason I have become the group leader and spit our argument every week like I'm some sort of politician. I mean i am a leader in many fashions, although I'm definitely not the kid that checks to see if anyone is in a classroom before i walk in. ha, you know that situation where five or six kids are standing outside waiting for someone to make the first move. I don't make that first move, but i do speak out in class. well moving on. here's what I think about freedom of the press and freedom of speech.

The press has the power to skew any bit of information as they please. and they do so to sell magazines, newspapers, and spot advertisements. please bare in mind that the media and the press are profit motivated companies so it only makes sense for them to to print or play stuff that sells. and face it people want the dirt. It's like nascar. for the most part people watch nascar for the crashes, without a crash or two your just watching a bunch of cars making left hand turns over and over and over. you mine as well go to traffic school. so why not make every situation sound worse, or why not only show the violence. here's where the issue of freedom of the press arises. Does the press have two much power? and should this power be monitored. No. we as humans are beings of free will. which means we have the choice to watch or hear these stories. we also have the power to formulate opinions on what we hear or watch. so here's my take on it. don't be afraid of what they tell us, and don't waste your energy fighting what could be great. spend your time gathering as much information as possible and utilizing how many news sources there are. cuz' lets be honest here, they're not all out to get us, and they don't all skew information. don't try to restrict freedom of the press, prevent yourself from becoming a pawn in their game.

as for freedom of speech. again we are posed with the fact that we are all beings of free will. hear what you want, read what you want, see what you want and if you have a problem with what people say or do avoid it. the way i see it if someone says something your not to keen on you have the freedom to respond how you want. so if we were to take away some of these freedoms it's not only restricting what that person said but how you feel about it if that makes any sense.

to be completely honest i don't care enough to have a strong opinion and when it really comes down to it i just like to make people laugh. so i basically just killed any ounce of credibility my opinion may have had.

on another note. what the fuck is with the right/left-handed desk situation. just stop being lazy and lift up your arm. that's all I'm saying. i mean some people make a big deal out of it.

Vinnie mowed the lawn today. it looks nice.

I hope the storm they keep talking about rolls in. it would be awesome to play in the rain this weekend. and I have a couple hoodies that feel neglected. and we cant have sad hoodies lying around now can we?

if you made it this far in the blog I commend you. here is a video that i really think you should watch. it's pretty good. and well you should vote. if you don't than i wouldn't even recommend forming opinions on freedoms.

I'm voting. so I'm fully approved to tell you how i feel on those issues. ha.




[[ no on prop 8 ]]
[[ barack the vote ]]

so easy. even a caveman could do it.

i didn't think i'd have anything to say tonight. buuuut.

dodgers 7, cubs 2!

one step closer boys. one step closer.

i dont really have anything else to say. i'm actually going to try to get a good night sleep.

aw man. i just got the chills. this is shocking really because i live in a house that was built by cavemen (don't get mad guys, this is not a geico commercial, i was referring to how old it is) and is like a bajillion degrees. so the chills was like an amazing feeling. don't get me wrong I love this house. and my room is pretty kick ass, but the temperatures are extreme.

okay that was random.

peace love and muuuusic

until we speak again

lyndzzz

[[ no on prop 8
barack the vote! ]]

duvey covers and turf burn.

i washed my sheets today.

one of my favorite feelings in the world is lying on clean sheets right after a shower. and its even better on a warm summer night. like tonight. even though its not summer it sure feels like a warm summer night.

theres only two things that would make this moment better. one. the most amazing boy in the world could be lying with me. two. i didnt have gnarley turf burn on my knee and shin. that shit is totally taking away from the bliss of clean sheets after a shower.

so one of my best friends got engaged. you know we've lost alot of touch but i'd still consider her a best friend. we've been through alot together. we've stayed with each others families. she was with me through the whole losing a best friend debacle. we got lost like 3 times trying to leave her state. good ol' compass and coloring books. anywhoo. shes getting married. man im happy for her. i wish we didnt lose so much touch i may very well have been in the wedding but ill settle for an invite. unfortunately for my boo i have wedding fever now... as usual actually.

I want to marry that boy so bad. and id do it tomorrow if he asked. and now that she is engaged im driving him crazy cuz its all i talk about. but he still loves me. it makes him giggle sometimes. i love to hear him giggle. you know its not a full on, teary eyed crack up kind of laugh. its a giggle. i think im the only one that makes him laugh like that. and i like that. when he laughs at me like that i know that he truly loves me. man thats a good feeling. the kind of feeling i get when i lay on clean sheets after a shower. i feel relaxed. and safe. and comfortable. and... happy.

aww to be happy again. its a good feeling.

so my old roommates new roommate went postal on her and is moving out. crazy. kinda came outa nowhere. i miss her. in a perfect world i could live with these crazy kids in north park and my old roomie would move in here. man that would be awesome. i think pita would like her. i miss our t.v. nights. she told me that the other day and it made me feel good to know she missed em too. its been a long time since i had a friend that missed me as much as i missed them. and that feels good. kind of like... you guessed it. clean sheets after a shower.

aww to be happy again. its a good feeling.

another day and still the same.

lyndzzz