I went snowboarding in Big Bear last weekend. I really didn’t think that I was going to make a trip this season. But it was my cousin’s birthday so a bunch of us went. Yayy!

I had a blast. To be honest, I was scared I was going to fall 1,204,284 times and be unable to move when I woke up just like when I went for the very first time last year. But I didn’t. I think I did ok. It was a blast! I just need to not panic when I start going too fast and work on my control … and just be better getting off the damned ski lift!

My cousin actually has video of me running into a sign on my board. It’s been her entertainment. And she has one of my roomate falling off the ski lift, which is hilarous. That’s right. Laugh at the newbies. You’ll laugh, too … just need to jack the video clip from her.

To buy list #45: a new camera!

At my new job I sit in front of a computer all day. ALL day. Because of this, I haven’t felt the need to go on my computer when I get home like I used to. So I turned the shit on today, been on it for a little bit, and I suddenly realized … “Oh man, my computer is shitty.” My monitor’s small. I haven’t even gotten a flat screen yet. Mine’s one of those heavy, bulky ones. I could definitely use a bigger hard drive and more memory.

BITCH NEEDS AN UPGRADE!

I don’t know why I haven’t upgraded yet. Probably just because … shit, I don’t know. I don’t think I realized that I needed one. Maybe because the only computers I’ve ever really been on recently are actually shittier than mine. (Dad, this applies to you).

I’m sure it’s that in combination with … me wanting to spend my money on other stuff … like clothes.

… and beer.

Tell me this is not THE SHIT (don’t mind my dirty ass dashboard):

It’s not just ANY guitar in this dude’s backpack …. It’s a Guitar Hero guitar!

That’s all. I’m just a little obsessed and get excited to see other people that love the game, too. =D

I found my social security card. JOY! I found it in an old-ass wallet in some random storage box. I also found two one-dollar bills in that shitty wallet, which was an added bonus.

That’s pretty much all I did yesterday: go through alllll my stuff. I went through an entire filing cabinet full of paperwork and burned it all in the fire pit (I couldn’t find my paper shredder). It was amazing to see how organized I used to be. I kept fucking everything (receipts, bank statements, information packets, instruction manuals – everything) and had an appropriate place for it all in my filing cabinet. Enh. It all went up in flames last night. =)

I’m going to try to get myself organized like that again, but I’m not going to save ALL the paperwork to everything like I used to. First order of business: buy a cute lil’ filing cabinet. Those metal ones just aren’t appealing.

Anyways, I found hella stuff just going through my boxes. Here’s one thing that made me laugh:

That right there is a 5 1/4″ 3M floppy disk sleeve! I have no idea why I have this. I didn’t find the disk, just the sleeve. It just brought back memories. Many of you are too young to even remember these monsters. And I’m sure most of you don’t care, either. But just imagine a disk that measures a little more than five inches across. Try to fit that on your mutha-fuckin’ keychain.

I’m taking the week off from work.

My only goal this week is to find my social security card. I know, I know. I should know where important shit like that is. But I get so worried about losing stuff like that … that I put it somewhere “extra safe.” But gah-dammit, I can’t remember where that place is. Hey, I’ve had the same job the past 8 1/2 years (I know, WAaaaaAAaAaaYYY too long). I haven’t NEEDED my SS card. But now I need to show proof to my new job, which I start on Monday, that I can legally work in this country.

I know I look Hispanic and hey, I know I mow the lawn … but believe me, I’m white.

Funny thing is that my sis started worrying about me when I told her my plans for the week. She thought that someone quite possibly stole my identity. No fear, sis. I know I didn’t lose it at some random place. I know it’s somewhere in all my belongings ….. somewhere.

I’m actually pretty excited to just go through my stuff and “spring clean” … although it’s still Winter. So….I’m excited to go through my stuff and “winter clean.” Good thing tomorrow’s trash day at the beach house, because I’m about to fill those trash bins up, muthafuckah!

I didn’t start today, though. =( <---sad face. Instead, I made today a vegge day and went home to Riverside, worked out with my sister, cleaned up doggie shit, came back to the LB, and ate some bomb pizza. I caaannn start tonight. We'll see. But ... I must go watch the crazy bitches on Rock of Love 2. And just to throw my opinion out there: the chicks on the first Rock of Love were hands-down, way-fuckin'-hotter than the girls on Season 2.

That’s all.

“OMG. Why did that make the news?”

Why all the violence? Why all the deaths? Why show the actual footage of the bastard who posed as a postal worker and robbed some check-cashing place and gave the teller a pistol-whoopin’ of a lifetime?

AND, for the love of God, why all the coverage on Britney Spears?

Why?

‘Cause it’s entertaining, bitches. Stop lying to yourself and admit that the shit amuses you. Media shows shit that will make people watch their programs and buy their magazines.

It’s good to see the good in the world, too. Donations and Good Samaritan acts remind us that good really does still exist and gives us that warm, fuzzy feeling inside …

. . .

but it’s not nearly as entertaining as seeing Britney step out of a car with her concha in full view because she went partying commando one night.

It’s kind of like porno. Everyone says “eww” and “gross!” but when the lights are off and nobody’s home, everybody pulls out the porno. Everybody. Even your mom.