The Journey Is More Important Than The Beginning Or The End.

First day back.
Listening to: Dave talk to me about the flavor of our peach cigars.

Time to rant.

There should be a law against what I like to call "Public Obnoxious flatulence" or "POF". I have never seen so much POF, until I started working at the Library. Shelving books, like I always do, I can count on at least one person ripping one loudly. In the middle of a library that's supposed to be quiet. Sound carries.

Shelving books in my new section, I was crouched to the bottom shelf, and this smelly hobo walked by. I ignored the smell, knowing he couldn't do much about it right then. Just then I hear "*PTGRMMMSMSMSM* Uh, ahhhhh." WTF!? It went from smelling bad to worse. I had to go hide in a safe corner and gather my sanity.

I have seen even the hottest girls rip them too. Like they are proud of it. They hit the bottom of my list. Like, further down then my ex's. It's that bad.

Well I started my second semester today (Drawing II). Tomorrow I have Intro to Illustration with Katie and Color after that.

This last weekend Katie and I went with Elise to her hometown. I met her parents and we went to get her a new phone. Katie and I slept in a full size bed. Amazingly, she said I didn't snore. What's more suprising is I learned she has the inabpt ability to somehow wedge me to the edge of the bed. I also learned we could start with six blankets, and through out the night, wake up from being cold to find she somehow seperated six blankets into six piles on the floor. I would cover her back up and curl up next to her to warm her back up. I slept about 11 hours being I pulled an all nighter the night before.

Thanks to my Mom's help, I finally got caught back up with the whole bank account thing. I am closing my Shelby State Bank account because I opened a 5th/3rd account here in GR. This way, I can easily deposit checks, attain money via atm, and go home and still have a bank to do so.

Tonight Katie and I walked home after work. We hung out at her place for a while and talked, drew pictures, and she made pizza. Shortly after pulling the Pizza out of the oven Dave and Elise called her cell and asked if we wanted to go with them to TGI Fridays. We did, and man, we had a blast. I asked the waitress if I could take the tuba on the wall home as a dare by Dave. The girls barried their faces and said "We can't bring you anywhere in public can we?" *snicker*

Ugh, I had somethine I wanted to type about but I can't even recall it right now. So I will go for now. Class again at 8:30 am. *groan*

Blogged by Marcus Morris at 1:07 PM