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Written @ 10:53 p.m. on October 11, 2005

You want to know whats good but doesn't look like it? Those little Ice Bre@kers Sours. They have Berry splash, raspberry lemonade, and strawberry, which is the best flavor. I thought I wouldn't really like them since I'm not a big fan of sour, but they're good. Plus they're sugar free, which is always a good thing.

What is it about a football team losing a game that makes everybody want to fire the coach, no matter how good they do usually? That's not right.

I was driving home from my math class today when my little car suddenly got a lot louder. It got so bad that I had to roll down my window before my eardrums broke (or so I thought), but I made it home finally and took a peek underneath at the muffler. My exhaust has cracked in half at the front of my car. It was hanging down but luckily not dragging. On the way home I passed a propane truck and thought I'd know for sure if it was my day to die or not. Thank God it wasn't/ isn't (knock on wood), because there weren't any horrible explosions that I'm aware of. I had some pretty good soup for dinner, and I'm pretty sure the dead do not eat loaded potato soup. I hope. Anyway. The moral of the story is that my exhaust is in pieces, and it would/ will cost me a whole lot of money that I don't have if my Uncle and his friend can't fix it themselves. I'm pretty confident they can, because they are awesome at fixing most things. It's good to have connections.

At my house the front step was about a mile high above my sidewalk and my Mom and Uncle was having a hard time making it up. So I got creative and got some of those pretty paver stones in different shapes and colors, and made a mosaic step below the porch so there are two steps now, instead of one doozy of a drop down. It's sort of a tan sandstone color for the edge pieces, with the middle jigsaw type pieces a more red-tinted color. I think it's pretty, and I'm sort of proud of myself for making the pattern work. I'm getting to be such a handy person.

I have a huge amount of work due for my next math class on Thursday, and then a quiz. I am so mathed out that I can't get the problems straight right now. I'm stressing about how much work my english teacher piles on, how frequently we have tests in math, and about my biology teacher's unwillingness/ inability to teach.
Guess what? I'm officially a college student. Bring on the good anti-stress meds. I'm watching the news, and the weatherman was spitting while he was talking and misted all over the anchorman's glasses. The anchorman turned around and totally called him on it right in the middle of the long range forecast. Bwahahahaha! Funny stuff indeed.

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