Mason and I

Mason and I

Friday, January 10, 2014

Day 42 of San Diego

My Blogger is acting strangely... I don't know why it saved two drafts of post 41, but it did.

If you see duplicates, I apologize. I should probably save all of these posts in a Word document just to be safe.

My day went smoothly. HALLELUJAH! IT IS FRIDAY! Mason and I are playing Rust while I write this post. School went by slowly, but it ended quickly. I was antsy in Philosophy. Man, that class can get boring QUICK. I hope we learn about the meaning of life soon. That stuff is going to be mind boggling.

Today, I smashed my boob on the corner of a heavy, glass cage I was carrying downstairs to clean. If you are a girl and has never had your boob pinched or smashed, let me tell you... it hurts. It didn't even leave a BRUISE. Only a small lump, tender pain, and a red blotch. My breast STILL hurts and it's been a while since I bumped it...

Tomorrow is the Seahawks game. We are going to CRUSH the Saints! Whoot! Go Hawks!

Supposedly, a storm will be occurring at midnight tonight/next morning. I'm hoping it happens. Not enough entertaining weather action going on in Seattle. Only overcast... And some rain. Surprise, surprise.

In any case, I'm not totally prepared for a power outage. We don't have enough wood to keep us warm. Time to hog every blanket!

Tumbling Tumbleweeds
Skeletons of Russian thistle, better known as tumbleweed, pile up in a yard in Lancaster, California. (By: Len Jenshel)

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