Until now I was a
Day Log virgin. Well, there is a
first time for
everything.
Today was
wacky but good day. No classes today, so I could sleep long. Got up at 10 AM and called a person up in
Alabama (I'm in
Florida). I am taking a road trip up there this weekend with my best friend. We're going to pick up a
car from my uncle.
My uncle is in the
Luftwaffe (German Airforce), and was stationed for some ten years in
Huntsville, AL. He was a software tester/developer for the
Patriot missile defense system, a US/German joint project. Now he is going back to Germany, and I am going to get the car of my cousin, a 1991
Buick Century.
Yeah that's right, I am a college kid and don't even have a car. But it isn't my fault...I can't work here.
Uncle Sam thinks I'd take
Americans the jobs away. But a
free car...that changes
everything.
Anyway, I didn't do a lot over the day until the early evening. Basically just reading
E2, hacking some
Perl, fiddeling with my
windowmaker, and playing some
Max Payne. Then Valerie called. She has been my friend for over a year now, and she always had the weirdest boy friends. The
abusive type. To be honest, I've always had a thing for her, and now it looks like she likes me too. We went to the
mall together, and had a lot of fun. She tried on dresses. No matter what she wears, it makes her look
sexy.
I met a lot of old friends at the mall. Kids I knew from high school, or that I met on shows or downtown. I also enjoyed
fucking with people I don't know and that I'll never see again. The stupid record store didn't want to give me price labels for free. The pet shop was full of dogs sleeping in their own
poo, gang-banging hamsters (their
testicles are almost as big as their heads!), and weird people playing with cats in cages. I tried to buy one of the
white trash trailor people, but apperantly they weren't for sale, even though they sat in a little cage. I don't get it. Then I wanted to buy a
pretzel, and the pretzel shop
didn't have any. They told me to go to the other pretzel stand across the mall! That's a long walk. On my way there I stopped at various stands and asked the people for directions to the pretzel vendor. One girl sprayed me with
window cleaner, some guy started checking out my
ass, and upon asking a cop whether or not a
pretzel shop without pretzels is a
felony, he told me "No." I thought false advertising is illegal. Oh well. It's a twisted world.
Conclusion:
Today was a good day. Looks like a finally found a nice, intelligent, funny, and sexy girl. I had a fun with random people and met old friends.
Unfortunately I just turned on the TV and read the heading "America's New War". There goes my good mood.
Fight War,
Not Wars.