I'm going home!!!!!11!1one

I am flying home the weekend after next to SEE MY FAMILY!!! My sister's getting her patriarchal blessing and she wants me to be there :) Also, this visit will mark the end of what is officially the longest time I've ever been away from my family, since I've gone home for every summer and winter break except for this one. So it's gonna be good :)

:)

I should be half dead right now.

I'm not tired.

That scares me a little. Here's why:

First of all, my friends and I decided to go to the midnight showing of Transformers 2 this morning/last night, but it was sold out... so we ended up going to the 3am showing instead. Most of them slept a few hours that afternoon, but I decided to just stay up. Not only that, I didn't eat anything at all between work that day and the movie (except a few gummy bears). Just before the movie, I went to Beto's with my friend Maren Wilkerson and got a breakfast burrito, but I barely finished half of it due to stomach shrinkage.

If that wasn't bad enough, I got less than two hours of sleep after the movie. Upon waking, I had a stale donut for breakfast and rode my bike to work, where I slogged through a full eight-hour shift with only one break, which lasted less than ten minutes. Then I rode my bike home--uphill the entire way--and that pretty much brings us to right now.

And I'm not tired. Or maybe this is all just a dream, and in real life I'm currently in a coma. Only time will tell :P

Drunk Friends Are Awesome

The following is an unedited conversation I had last night in Facebook Chat with my friend, who we'll call "Hugo." Some background info: Hugo and I went to high school in Libertyville, Illinois together and we became friends through the Ping Pong Club. He's a year younger than me, and even though I know him well enough to expect downright crazy behavior at best, he still manages to catch me off guard now and then. Enjoy.

1:42amHugo
hey wats up
come over

1:42amAdam
sup maing

1:43amHugo
what u doin?

1:43amAdam
wasting time on facebook
what do you mean come over?
im in utah

1:44amHugo
come over
r u almost over

1:44amAdam
yeah dude
i'm almost over

1:44amHugo
call me when ur outside

1:44amAdam
k man will do

1:44amHugo
18475551234
i gotta finish my vodka
help me out

1:45amAdam
how much have you had already?

1:45amHugo
like at least 12 shots

1:45amAdam
dang dude

1:45amHugo
hurry up

1:45amAdam
wtf man i'm in utah
UTAH
like a thousand miles away

1:46amHugo
ok callme when ur outised

1:46amAdam
are you in Lville?

1:47amHugo
no im in libertyville
r u here yet?

1:47amAdam
not yet man
i need to hurry up and buy a plane ticket
can you wait like 4 hours?

1:47amHugo
yea im almost at o hare
]call me

1:48amAdam
sure dude
i'll call you when i land
what did you do tonight?

1:48amHugo
drink
and forgert
ant then drink some more

1:49amAdam
forget about what?
what happened?

1:49amHugo
my girl had an abortion and i feel horrible

1:50amAdam
wow really?

1:50amHugo
yea i was like damn thats an innocent child

1:50amAdam
did you forget the condom or something?

1:51amHugo
she was on b.c. and she just forgot to take the pill

1:51amAdam
at least it wasn't your fault
but still, that's pretty rough man
i'm sorry

1:52amHugo
yea thats why u should be here

1:52amAdam
i would if i could dude

1:52amHugo
ok
damn
im just kidding my girls all good
i just want u to come over to help me finish this hsit
cuz i dionot' wanna thorow it away

1:52amAdam
screw you dude
screw
you

1:53amHugo
its ok
don't worry
my girl never misses the pill

1:53amAdam
why don't you just stick it in the fridge or something?

1:53amHugo
cuz im at home

1:54amAdam
then stick it under your bed
you don't have to finish it tonight
besides, they're gonna notice your massive hangover anyway so why not use the fridge

1:55amHugo
meow

1:55amAdam
....

1:56amHugo
wat
cam u come over?

1:56amAdam
i'm going to bed
drink some water
goodnight

1:57amHugo
bye adam
ping pong club 07

Happiness is a New Set of Strings

The "A" string on my guitar snapped a couple of weeks ago, and I didn't have the money to replace it. For those who don't know me that well, going two whole weeks without playing my guitar is close to torture. Over the last couple of years, I've come to depend on my guitar for an escape from stress, an outlet for pent-up emotion... and of course, picking up chicks. (haha kidding) But it's there for me when I have nowhere else to turn for peace of mind.

So maybe you can understand how upset I was that my strings followed my example by going broke. (I know, I'm hilarious.)

Anyway, I opened a letter from my family today, and inside was the most beautiful twenty dollar bill I had seen in my life. I went straight for the music store after work and bought the highest-quality strings they had. And let me tell you, the sound they make is so crisp and clear, it's like a golden spark of life has returned to the dead wood of the guitar. Which totally sounds cheesy, but that's how I felt.

Happiness is a new set of strings.

--->Update: I just played for over four hours straight and my fingers hurt so good :)

An Explanation

Since this blag is brand new, I feel like it requires some explanation. For example, you may be wondering why I chose to call it a "blag." There are two reasons for this. First of all, I like to piss off grammar nazis. It's highly entertaining and they make it SO easy. Secondly, I wanted to pay homage to XKCD.com, which is one of the finest websites ever. I don't always get his jokes, but Randall Munroe has a refreshingly unusual take on almost every facet of life. Check it out.

Speaking of unusual: one of my close friends is leaving for Switzerland tomorrow! You may have heard of him; his name is Nathan Pratt, and in addition to being an artist of the highest caliber, he is a total goofball, in the sense that he occasionally does cartwheels and/or makes funny noises for absolutely no reason, jumps for joy at shiny objects on the ground, etc. He's going to study abroad for a month and we'll all miss him a lot.

Anyway, back to my explanation. The reason I'm starting this blag is that I want to keep a journal, but paper journals never work out for me. Something always goes wrong; I lose them, I scribble things out and it looks ugly and illegible, etc. Also, it's kind of cool having my own web page, even if nobody ever visits it, which I fully expect will be the case.

I guess we'll find out.