Ok, I am ready to escape the heat. I am looking forward to going up the hill to spend time with my family who flew in from Jersey. It's going to be awesome, and on Saturday I believe we are spending the day in Sedona and possibly Jerome too, so that's a bonus.
As of Saturday, it will also be a month of quitting smoking, so that's pretty cool too. The best part of quitting immediately is the heightened sense of smell. I can smell weird things that I think my nose was dulled too. Of course better smell can have its drawbacks too
This week has been pretty dull though, I spent every day going to class, coming home and doing some sort of cleaning (I even tackled my most hated chore today - dusting. shudder), then grabbing a couple beers in the evening. Nothing really exciting, but I can't complain, I got out of the house and when I come home to it, it is pretty clean and nice. I am actually kind of looking forward to summer being over, I would like to get this next semester over and done with and graduate already.
I was chatting with someone about weird things in Asian culture and found this picture from my trip to China. I wanted to repost it here (it's now one of my alternate profile pics, but its really funny to me)
Yes. That is a cake with dogs humping on it. And no, it was not in some sick pervy store, it was just in a display case with normal (although quite over the top fancy) pastries in a regular little corner store. See here
Its funny, cause the culture there was so proper and uptight (for the most part, til you went to a crazy club at night with drug menus and brothels upstairs) but there was this really sick shit just kind of mixed in and if you weren't paying attention you would just miss it all together. (Oh and as a side note, China is great to travel though cause it is so fucking cheap - anything you see in that case for example would set you back at the most maybe 30 cents or so in US dollars)
Anyway there is really no point to all that, but it kind of amused my so I thought I would share. God I miss that place, I can't wait to go back again. Someday, hopefully in the not too distant future!!!
As of Saturday, it will also be a month of quitting smoking, so that's pretty cool too. The best part of quitting immediately is the heightened sense of smell. I can smell weird things that I think my nose was dulled too. Of course better smell can have its drawbacks too
This week has been pretty dull though, I spent every day going to class, coming home and doing some sort of cleaning (I even tackled my most hated chore today - dusting. shudder), then grabbing a couple beers in the evening. Nothing really exciting, but I can't complain, I got out of the house and when I come home to it, it is pretty clean and nice. I am actually kind of looking forward to summer being over, I would like to get this next semester over and done with and graduate already.
I was chatting with someone about weird things in Asian culture and found this picture from my trip to China. I wanted to repost it here (it's now one of my alternate profile pics, but its really funny to me)
Yes. That is a cake with dogs humping on it. And no, it was not in some sick pervy store, it was just in a display case with normal (although quite over the top fancy) pastries in a regular little corner store. See here
Its funny, cause the culture there was so proper and uptight (for the most part, til you went to a crazy club at night with drug menus and brothels upstairs) but there was this really sick shit just kind of mixed in and if you weren't paying attention you would just miss it all together. (Oh and as a side note, China is great to travel though cause it is so fucking cheap - anything you see in that case for example would set you back at the most maybe 30 cents or so in US dollars)
Anyway there is really no point to all that, but it kind of amused my so I thought I would share. God I miss that place, I can't wait to go back again. Someday, hopefully in the not too distant future!!!
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I can't remember the last time my house was clean. The day I moved in, maybe? Sad, sad.
And my first name is Jerome. So hoo-eee for me!