I found my camera!! Oh, and Happy Birthday, America.

I definitely had an adventure this weekend, which quite honestly, I needed.  I needed to hang out with a bunny. I needed to watch the old Star Wars films, I needed to learn a bit about boating, and I definitely needed to get out in the sun. I also needed to attempt to walk my boyfriend's cat on a leash. Poor Carl.  But I digress, as I'm horribly ADD and drinking a large iced coffee from Dunkin Donuts. Be prepared for this to be one of the most discombobulated blog posts on the internet. I also apologize ahead of time for the potential grammatical massacre of the English language. So, in the words of Samuel L. Jackson in Jurassic Park, hold on to your butts.

So, my weekend kinda began like this: I got out of work Thursday night, and had until Tuesday afternoon off. For those that have known my schedule for a while, we know that this has been the longest break I have been able to enjoy in peace and quiet. Without work. Or class. Let's put it this way: It was motherf-ing amazing. It began with just having a chill Thursday night, which became awesome instantly by finally meeting someone who shares the same love of the Lord Of The Rings Series and having a lop eared rabbit named Abigail chilling in everyone's lap (This did happen. Keep in mind, I live in a college town. This should explain a lot).

On Friday, I was able to see Robby, and while this is not out of the ordinary, it was a change to be able to spend a few days with him. If you can't tell, I was pumped. We had a few change of plans earlier in the day, so later on, he asked me if I wanted to go out on his motorboat. As I always like trying new things, I said sure. Within a matter of minutes, I was almost pissing myself because I had had never experienced a boat moving so fast before, and I felt my ass raising up in the air. Being a person who cannot swim well, it can be quite nerve-wracking. However, the fear turned into a sort of roller coaster euphoria, and I was fine by the end of the trip.

On Saturday, I ended up spending a lot of time with Robby's mom(who is awesome), as she happened to be up for the week. She and I kayaked the river that poured out into the lake, and investigated a loon's nest. While the area was roped off by the state officials, you could clearly see where the loon's nest was. By the way, loons are big birds. I mean, I knew they weren't mallard duck size, but those things could seriously kick your ass if they wanted to. Just sayin' folks. Leave the loons alone. On another note, I found my digital camera. I had lost it a while ago, and I had been taking pictures with my phone. That's right folks, those photos I've uploaded since the blog's birth? Taken with a phone. Thank you technology.

(Are you afraid yet? I mean, I seriously just went from Point A to Point B in two paragraphs. Welcome to my mind.)

SUNDAY....I was mostly excited for the fireworks in the evening, but earlier in the day, it looked as if it may not happen. Thankfully it did, but the weather was also not very good outside weather. So, I set up my Kinect at my boyfriend's. Best part? Robby's mom seemed highly entertained by my flailing around trying to pop bubbles in space or hit imaginary dodge balls. Yep, winner right here. But later on, all three of us enjoyed the fireworks in town, which for a small New England town, were really quite impressive. I also enjoyed the fried dough. By the way, to people there who I may not have seen or heard while walking around, I'm sorry for either seeming rude or abrupt. I was on a mission. For sugar.

Finally, on Monday (or as it should be properly called...TODAY), the fourth of July parade took place. It was pretty good, I won't lie though, parades just aren't my thing. I used to do parades when I was in JROTC, I can't help but to feel sorry for flag bearers or people in those antique cars without air conditioning. But nonetheless, it was a very nice parade. After we got back, Robby, his mom and I went out on the boat again to a place called Moon Island. and for the third time in less than twenty-four hours, I saw Debbie Cole, who happens to be one of my many awesome bosses. I thought it was funny by the third time around, I won't lie. But if she happens to be where my honeymoon's at during the same time frame, I may be a bit freaked out. But, to get back on point, I had a great time on the island, and to boot, I got a pretty damn good tan.

But alas, all things must come to an end. I have work tomorrow, and I had to head back to my apartment. But, I had an awesome weekend, and I really hope that I'm able to have another one like it soon. If you can't tell, I'm distracted. There's fireworks going on outside. I like things that go boom. It calls to me. Like a moth to a flame...except less deadly. Anyhow, I promise that my next post will be a tad more sane. And if people could hook me up with Ritalin, I'd appreciate it.

Where Have You Been?

I've been living life, peeps.

Yeah, I've just been a tad busy...and tired, I won't lie, I had a crazy schedule this past week. Except I have assessed three things:

People need to follow the news more;
Basketball referees for high school basketball camps need to learn that there's a reason they're alone;
I love the Kinect.

Each shall be explained in full. Just because I understand what I'm saying,  it doesn't mean the rest of you do. Aren't I nice?

So, recently I've noticed that the news just keeps getting more and more morbid. You have a wildfire threatening Los Alamos Labratory, so there may be some sort of release of radioactive material. A similar situation is happening with the nuclear plants in Nebraska that are being flooded. Then there's Greece's economic debacle, which if you don't know about it, read up on it. Potentially, that situation could be a harbinger of things to come for the rest of us. Meanwhile, the U.S. Government is in denial about the debt ceiling. Seriously, people, Medicare and Medicaid were developed when the tax rate was higher. We have since dropped the tax rate, but it's like a phone bill. Why do we think we can afford a fancy smartphone with all sorts of features when you can realistically only afford a basic phone? Without a raise in taxes, we can't afford ourselves, spending cuts won't do jack diddly squat shit in the long run.

What are we concerned about? The Casey Anthony Trial. While it's definitely a tragic story, the world has bigger issues.

Please people, do yourself a favor, get caught up on the news. Now on to basketball referees.

Last weekend, there was a basketball camp taking place, and I happened to be working during it. I had absolutely no issues with the kids and their coaches, they were actually nice. But why do basketball officials seem to think they are God's gift? Let me give a few examples. While this basketball camp was going on upstairs, Alumni Weekend was taking place on the lower level of the HUB. The alumni wanted the kids to stay upstairs while they had the downstairs. I took this to be a reasonable deal. So, I set up signs to urge the officials to use the back entrance. While setting these signs up, I had one official try to enter anyway. When I asked him politely to use the back entrance, he asked me why he had to use the back way. I then explained the situation to him. His comment:

"They're just a bunch of old farts anyway, why should I care?"

It took everything in my power to not say "One day, you will be an old fart." But after some convincing, he went in the back way. Now, I had another gentleman who thought it was my job to tell him where his personal locker was. Yeah, we don't have those in the HUB. He didn't respond well to the idea of changing in front of other guys. Actually, when I think about that man, I feel my blood pressure rise. Seriously buddy, you're reffing a team sport. That means most likely you played the sport some point in your life. Most likely, you were shirtless at some point. Come on, just because you're over the hill doesn't mean that you're automatically entitled to a personal locker room. At least the refs were not as bad as the actual host team, who did not do what they promised and where quite unprofessional. But I won't even go there.

On a better note: Microsoft, I love your Kinect.

Yes, I got a Kinect. For all of you who think that I'm some sort of tool, I don't care. I've had it for less than 24 hours, and I'm in love. I was a child that played Dance Dance Revolution when I was younger. So, the Kinect was the toy from my childhood, adapted for the changed world. The best part? While definitely there are a lot of family games, there are enough "adult" games being developed with the Kinect in mind. Not only does it play games, it does video chat and can control the Xbox with audio commands. Take that, Nintendo, it does more than your Wii. So yeah, kids with a Xbox 360, get a Kinect. It's totally worth it. And don't worry, pictures will be coming soon. Muhahaha.

But yeah, that's what I've been up to. Next time, I promise to be more entertaining. Or more sane. Probably the latter.