Disclaimer: this post has nothing to do with making money from blogging.

Keeping in the style of posting just to get thoughts out of my head, and hopefully making a certain someone smile in the process.. here's a post that's completely irrelevant as far as most of the world is concerned.

So here is the 3 step process that worked for me:

1. Start a blog, and post to it almost religiously, even when you have to resort to rambling on about absolutely nothing
2. Find a beautiful girl and decide that you want to spend the rest of your life with her
3. Somehow attribute that success and happiness towards the fact that you have a blog

And no, I will not apologize to anyone expecting me to post about "stuff".. if you're reading this, you're gonna be subjected to whatever is consuming my thoughts at the time. Eventually, even though Faith will still account for 99% of my thoughts, I may toss out some brilliant posts about important things - like turtles with rocket packs.

It's been nearly a year since I moved to my new apartment, and moving day is just a few weeks away. I've been doing a lot of reflecting lately, and I'm less than pleased with the last 11 months. I've made some stupid decisions, some mistakes that I wish I could undo, and for the most part my situation has remained unchanged. I have come to terms with a few more things that have been eating away at my happiness for most of my life though, and that feels like a pretty big accomplishment.

If I could go back and do anything differently though, I don't think I would. I mean, there are definitely things that I regret, but to undo any of those would put me in a different place than I am right now.. and I'm really digging my current situation. Beautiful girl that loves me almost as much as I love her - got it. Decent, albeit boring and sometimes ridiculous, job - got it. Possibility of moving to Australia or some other awesome place with the before mentioned girl (I don't really care where, as long as I'm not chased by pitchforks.. and it's with the girl) - got it. A blog where I can keep referring to Faith as the "beautiful girl" and no one can do anything about it - got it.

I may not be living an exciting life right now, but I've found my happiness.

Oh yeah, and sometimes I sing. And people seem to think that I don't suck.

I've got lobsters on the mind today.. and I have to say, it's making me very smiley.

Bobster by sereneonion

Lobster Cat by SisterMaryEris

ooooh! I’m scary baby panda oooooooooh

Click the link.. get more lolcats. YAY!

I fought long and hard with myself this morning over whether or not I should get out of bed and get my oil changed, and get the 15,000 mile service required to keep my warranty happy. At the last minute I decided it was either now, or I'd have to wait several weeks because of my work schedule. Grudgingly I got up, ate, showered, all that fun stuff, and then drove off.

The service itself was uneventful. It was finished, I gave them a million dollars, and then drove back towards work.

Getting nearer to the parking lot, I couldn't help but notice the police cars and fire engines ahead.. mostly because they were blocking the entire road off and would have been impossible to not notice. I parked my car, wondering how long it would be before I heard an explanation (one that I was sure would be ridiculous) as to what was going on.

I didn't need to wait. Before I even got out of my car I was overwhelmed by the smell of natural gas.

Thinking I should move my car - you know, to prevent it from exploding or something - I decided against turning the key and causing that initial ignition spark. So I got out and hoped for the best. Walking a bit, I saw a drilling machine with a drill bit maybe 10-16" in diameter next to a hole of equal size. The hole.. was SPEWING natural gas. I mean, it looked like steam shooting out of the ground, hissing the entire time.

This email was sent to everyone just after I got to work:

A crew working on Main Street caused a gas leak. The leak is located at the corner of Main and Whiton streets. There is do danger to campus and no need to evacuate any building. The odor is simply from the gas leak.

And this email showed up after I started writing this post:

Police services is asking that people avoid Lot 1 near the Center for the Arts. Police are keeping people from cars parked in Lot 1 at this time.
Also, the air conditioning and air exchange units in the CA are being shut down to limit the spread of the odor.

I think it's important to note that my car is in Lot 1.

Once again, thank you for being a fine example of competence Whitewater. (Wow, that much sarcasm actually hurt.)

An officially licensed Indiana Jones fedora?!

Can you imagine how awesome I would look with one of those? Wait.. you don't have to!

It's me and my officially licensed sidekick Indiana Leprechaun Boy! (Grr.. I wish I had photoshop on this computer.)

One of the wheels on my chair just got caught on a plastic floor cover thingy.. which caused it to flip and propel me forward.

My skull just barely missed (ok, it was probably like half a foot away) hitting the edge of my table. Luckily I just ended up needing to brush a bit of dirt off my face and t-shirt.

Even the chairs are conspiring against me now.