Sunday, April 17, 2016

Jet Lag

I am writing this on my bed, my computer is on the desk.  The chair is uncomfortable.  I have jet lag.  I went to church with my sister and her 4 kids.  They were climbing all over me during sacrament.  I held J.J. for most of the meetings, he is only a few months old.  It is so weird how small humans are.  You know, babies are so small.  Everyone starts off the same.  Maybe not financially, but everyone starts off completely new.  We can shape our lives whatever way we want.  My nose is running and I can't stop crying in my left eye.  I don't know what is going on, but I am in pain so this post is going to be short I'll probably just read and take a nap today.  Oh I just finished reading the 5th wave.  I am so bad at reading, I got the book a few months ago and just finished.  I put things off quite a bit.  This book is pretty good, but I feel like it falls into the generic dystopian novel that seems to be popular right now.  The audience is obviously for people a lot younger than me.  I need to read more books in my target audience.  Blah. I drew this, it is of my room, in perspective of me drawing.  Hence the sketchbook.  I am not a professional artist, but I like to draw, I wasn't trying for realism, just a quick doodle.  I bought a video game today, and I bought a copy for my friend because she wanted it.  The reason I did this was because I don't know I just did.  This blog is very normative, maybe that is why I don't have a very big audience.  Huh no matter I don't care I don't really care for monetary gains on this platform.  
Some of my favorite quotes.  
35 - He gave me a little wave, like he showed up at my school every day to take me home after alien attacks.  
39- A thick column of smoke rises lazily toward the cloudless sky Cincinnati is burning.  
60- We'd stared into the face of death, and death blinked fast.  
322- Instead he just stares back at me with no expression, with those bird bright eyes.  
326 - He may not have bought it, but he did rent it. 
344 - Over the past ten minutes, it's become such a dear friend I consider naming it.  Howard, my pet log.  
402 - The future of humanity belongs to the hardcore.  
456 - We're here, and then we're gone, and it's not about the time we're here, but what we do the time.
Ireland blog is coming soon, I am going to stop saying comment if blank, because no one does, so whatevs.  

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