Summer is upon us...and I am only slightly looking foward to it, it sucks.

First two weeks, I have to help my mother move to a new place in Orlando, then proceed to find a job. All the while I saw no friends - most are going back to summer school - and its cause of RA bullshit. I have to ask for time off right away because I am going to ride the aircraft carrier back from Hawaii to San Diego with my brother, which is pretty fucking amazing actually. They are coming back after six months in the Persian Gulf. Followed by a triumphant return to the monotonanous life of a summer job.

But hopefully I can get a job as bouncer and it will be fun. Also, there is the whole Hawaii thing, and hanging out with my brother in San Diego. Plus the potential for a human ritualistic interaction with a certain lady friend.

Fuck it...I'm out, rant over