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This is the tale of my going to Virginia for my birthday. This has been reformatted and updated, finally. No, my webpage isn’t going to become a blogger-type situation. Yes, I do write a lot, but that doesn’t mean that I feel like sharing my thoughts with the world all the time. I simply updated often this time because I got bored a lot. Enjoy… 8/31/2001 11:40 AM I'm about to fly, t-minus 2 hours, 30 minutes. (The rest of the page was excluded because it was just depressing jibberish. No, you can't see. It's not like anyone even reads this page anyway.) 8/31/2001 5:15 PM Well, I feel a lot better. I think it was the nap on the flight and reading some of Brave New World that changed my mood. I don't enjoy flying... but that wasn't bad. Where am I now? I'm sitting in a TGI Fridays in Minneapolis. What? I'm not in DC yet? It isn't too bad, I've stopped here many times during the years. My connecting flight has been delayed by an hour and a half. I get a real dinner now. I'm being bad... hehe. I can't wait for my mudslide to arrive. Mmm... kahlua, vodka, irish cream, and ice cream. After somewhat dieting and starting my workout again, I deserve to indulge myself... hey, screw you, I'm on vacation. :) I dunno, maybe everything is going to be ok. Now, it's just time to relax, read, enjoy being with my family, and not worry about my life for 6 days. This was a nice turn of events. I get some time to think, and I found a non-fast food restaurant in an airport. French onion soup and club sandwich, here we come! 1.5 hours to go until my next flight. 8/31/2001 5:40 PM Geez, that mudslide is bigger than my soup. If I drink this whole thing, I can sense that I'll be an air-rage incident waiting to happen! After half of it, maybe it's time to stop. I can feel that buzz kicking in already. It's way good though... I feel somewhat disappointed. When you go to a TGI Fridays or Ruby Tuesday, you expect a certain dining experience. I don't think I have seen one piece of flair on the entire waitstaff. For shame! I feel deprived. Well, the mudslide cost more than my soup / half sandwich... that explains things. 9/2/2001 12:40 AM EST You'll have to excuse the horrible formatting of this page... I'm editing all the html by hand, and I don't have a clue on what I'm doing. I'll fix it when I get home, I promise. Yes, I have arrived in Virginia safely, and I am spending time with my family. It's a mixed bag, but I'm doing better than expected. I apologize to anyone this has effected, but I've been really moody, and perhaps a little weird for the past little while. I know, I'm a little eccentric in the first place, but, I'm just out of whack right now. I just need time to sort everything out. Oh, and I finished Brave New World... amazing book. I'm currently working on an embarrassing book that I won't mention. It's pretty good so far, but... nevermind... I have said too much already. After that, I'm either going to read my Bruce Campbell book, or About a Boy (written by the same guy who wrote High Fidelity, probably one of the greatest romance stories ever told). What's in the future? Well Sunday, my family is taking me to Maryland. We are going to take a ship across the harbor, I will take a bunch of pictures, and probably eat some amazing seafood. I ate sushi for dinner tonight... it was good, but not even one of this area's best sushi restaurants can top Mikado. Ok, can you tell I'm bored? My family has gone to sleep already. Yeesh, I know, it's a Saturday night. It's only 10:40 Utah time, I don't have a rental car (although I say I will get one next time every time I plan on visiting), and dad would never let me borrow his Acura for a night on the town. I don't have my digitalsingularity email access set up here... I'm bored, so please send me email to help occupy my mind. I'm getting an extra paycheck for unused vacation time. This will be quite a bit of money. Should I take a trip to somewhere like Italy someday in the near future? Should I spend the money on a Nikon F100? Should I save the money? If you have my hotmail address, you know me well enough to know that you don't annoy me. :) Send me something, please. I'm tired of checking my account and finding nothing but spam. The day of doom is almost here. Soon, I will be 22. The children will cry for me, it'll rain for a long time, and there will be a great flood that covers the earth. Oh wait, that was a long time ago. Seriously though, I don't know what it is about birthdays that seem to magnify the problems in your life. It's either that, or the problems magnify on their own around your birthday, only to make the day itself more horrible. Why is that? Oh well, it's scary to know that another year has slipped by, you haven't done everything you wanted to do, and before you know it, it'll be this time of year again. Yes, my life has gotten better since the last birthday, but it's still not where I'd like it to be yet. What do I want? Nah, that's not for the world to see. Oh well, I'm tired of typing out HTML code into textpad... Beth, thanks for emailing me. You rule. 9/2/2001 11:00 PM Well, I'm back again. Why am I typing my thoughts onto a webpage while I'm on vacation? To sum it up quickly, it's 1 AM here. Everyone's tired, except me, of course. So, what else do I have to do? I will pick up a book or write something eventually. MORE THAN 60 SECONDS OF RUSH LIMBAUGH IS EXCESSIVE PUNISHMENT!! Putting up with 2 hours of him is something I had to do on Saturday. I didn't want to listen, but that's what a certain one of my parents decided he wanted to listen to. Ug, the guy is so full of himself. I HATE HIM. He stands against all of the liberal ideals I have incorporated into myself during the past few years. Well, I guess it's my fault, I should have brought a cd player or some ear plugs or something... Well, I didn't get seafood today... but I did go to Ocean City, Maryland and walked on the beach for the first time in years. It was right before sunset, the cool breeze and the tide were blowing against the shore. I was taking pictures of the beach and my family... when I had to stop for a few minutes, close my eyes, and take in the experience. I don't really know how to put something like this in words, but I just felt so content for a moment. Nothing else mattered. The ocean can be wonderful. I need to move away from Utah someday and move closer to the ocean. The cool, gentle breeze, the sound of the surf running over the sand, and the feel of sand underneath my feet, as opposed to concrete for a change... Utah sucks. 9/3/2001 9:00 PM ARGGGG... Alexandria is such a beautiful town. I forgot my camera! Noooo... well, actually, I didn't really forget it. I left my camera in my mom's car for a reason, but one of my parents thought they were being nice by bringing it back in the house. Oh well, I'll just have to get some pictures of the town later. A lot of the buildings were made in the 1800's. Missed opportunities. Oh well, 5 rolls for this trip isn't so bad, is it? Thank goodness I brought my cd player today. If I didn't, I would have had to put up with Rush Limbaugh again. Thank you, oh great Philips Electronic Corporation, you have saved me from a great deal of pain. Well, I had seafood today for lunch. It was in an old 18th century building. The clam chowder was excellent, and the broiled scallops and fish were better than anything I've had in Utah. As for dinner, my parents took me to Maggiano's Little Italy. I've been there several times before. This is quite simply one of the best Italian restaurants I have ever been to. I had a good glass of Chianti and an amazing six-course meal. No, I didn't eat all of it, jerk. :) If you ever go to DC, you MUST eat there. Oh well, I'll be back in a couple of days. I think this trip was really good for me. 9/5/2001 7:45 AM Dear god, it’s too fucking early. I fell asleep a few times on the shuttle over here. I’m in a restaurant in the Baltimore Washington Airport right now. 9/5/2001 8:25 AM Well, my flight back to Utah should begin boarding in half an hour. It’s actually not going to Utah first, Houston actually. I hate stopping. My lips are tingling a little from breakfast. I think I’m going to pay for using a lot of Tabasco sauce on my omelet. Oh well, that’s my own fault, isn’t it? Things I hated about this trip:
Things I liked:
9/5/2001 8:35 AM Mom really pissed me off yesterday. After buying some stuff at radio shack, sam goody, and lord & taylor, we were exiting the mall through hecht’s. The alarm went off as I walked through the door. I went up to an elderly sales clerk, explained that I didn’t buy anything at this store, and asked her to check my bag for tags. She began sorting through my new clothing, and my mom came up and started yelling at her for messing up my clothes. Now, I had asked for this check and the clerk was really nice to me. Who cares if new clothes (ones I’m going to wash anyway) are being messed up a little? I snapped at my mom and told her to stop it. The clerk was doing what I asked her to, she was being completely nice to me, and it didn’t matter anyway. Grr… it pisses me off when people are unnecessarily rude or hurtful to another. Don’t we all go through enough crap on a daily basis anyway? Why are people rude to each other, just making it all worse. It pays to be nice and courteous to others. 9/5/2001 6:30 PM Ahhhhh! Let’s sum up my flight schedule for today. On approach to Houston, the airport was closed because of a thunderstorm. I think we held in the air for about an hour before we had to divert and land in Louisiana. Great… my favorite pen just exploded in my hand. Today is just packed with goodness. Oh well, we stayed in Louisiana for about an hour to refuel the plan. It took another 40 minutes to fly into Houston airspace. The gulf of Mexico looks beautiful from the air, by the way. Anyways, we had to hold in the air for a while before a gate opened up for us. Why? When you have a thunderstorm that kills every flight for a while, nobody is going to be on time. Oh well, that’s life, I guess. I think I should be back in Salt Lake City before 11 PM. Oh dear lord, the salt lake city flight was just posted on my gate. It departs at 10:38. I probably won’t be in SLC until after 1 AM. As George would say: “I’d rather have a fork shoved in my eye.” It applies here. The downward spiral continues. This is why I hate flying. My new seating assignment is seat 1A, first class if I know my seating numbers correctly. I have never flown first class before, but I don’t think any amount of pampering really makes up for this. Stupid mother earth, she’s going down! On the plus side, I have read through all of my Bruce Campbell book today. My mom asked if she could have “About A Boy”, and I agreed. Now I have nothing to read, and I think I’ll have to venture around for a bookstore. How do you know when you’re not in Utah? Every restaurant has a full bar. The bookstores all have adult magazines. I guess Utah is too sheltered. Oh well, this journal is full. Time to start on my new one. |