I got my new license in the mail today. Please don’t ask me what site I went to to apply online for an address change, I think I clicked like 50 links before I made it to the correct site. I really only did it because I had to renew my license in 2005, the year before my 21st birthday, and I really didn’t want to go another 4 years with a big read box around my head saying “Under 21.” Of course this takes away my fun of watching the gears turn in people’s heads as the do the math to figure out if I’m really 21.
I finished the first 16 episodes of Heroes yesterday. Of course now I’m in suspense like everyone else. No fun. Of course, this does mean I finally tackled getting the hang of BitTorrents. I realized that I never really had a problem with them, I was just always looking for obscure stuff that didn’t have enough resources to really ever finish downloading. I’ve learned my lesson now though.
A while back Ryan was supposed to network our computers so he could go through my music. Since he never finished doing that, today he decided he was gonna try to copy all my music to his mp3 player in the 30 minutes he had before work. Despite my trying to point out what a cruddy idea that was, and give better ideas, he decided to do it anyway and just cancel it whenever it was time to go. I tried to tell him he was really just getting a ton of music he didn’t want and maybe a few things he wanted. He wasted time that could’ve been spent getting music he wanted copying 300 Lifehouse songs….good job!
So my dad called early last night. I didn’t answer because I’m normally at work during that time anyway. I had every intention of calling him tonight but now he’s called three more times today fussing, “Well I guess I’ll just have to go to Valdosta to talk to my daughter.” Jesus…
Dear Daddy, My class and work schedule varies. I do not work a set schedule like you. I’ve told you this many times and also told you I won’t call you after 9pm because you often go to sleep early. Please stop leaving me voice mails in an attempt to make me feel guilty and call you. In fact, it really makes me want to ignore your phone calls for another week.






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