look out belowwwww! (splat)

heh.

today i woke up to a screaming, high-end guitar solo by Metallica, i think. my radio was somehow cranked up way too high, and was set on 105.9, otherwise known as the X. i think i may have accidentally hit the volume knob whilst setting down my book on the alarm clock/radio.

yesterday, i was digging around under my desk, and found a bundle of drawings i did when i wanted to be a comic book artist. this was during my senior year of high school and first semester at CCAC. they were pretty terrible drawings, and looking back, i now know why i didn't get hired right out of high school. the more i think about it, being a comic book artist would be a pretty decent job. i may give it another go. i have no idea of where to start, though. i should research publishers.

my older sister is going on a cruise to the bahama's, beginning this weekend. she called me on monday to inform me that the very same cruiseline was recently attacked by pirates, near Africa. they shot grenades at it, but the cruiser got away. if i was the captain of the cruiser, i would have simply run them over. but instead they just ran. this is pretty ridiculous, as i didn't really think pirates were even around these days. but i hope they leave my sister's boat alone.

last night, we drank an entire bottle of sparkling cold duck, a non-alcoholic wine. then we drove around, pretending to vomit it up while hanging out the window. good times...

also: i'm an idiot.