friedhamster

Phenomenater and I went down to Santa Barbara on Friday (three days ago) and came back up Saturday night. That was a long hard drive for both of us. Well not so much hard as just freakin dull and pretty long.

We got along fairly well down there, which was good.

Crazy old people and their anti-Bush protest.


There were some guys with a bunch of snakes there on State street.
Phenomenater with a good sized boa.


Yeah, that huge yellow and white one in the background was really big.

Right now I'm watching Olympic curling, it's dumb as hell but it's the Olympics! (I take that back (5 min later) it's kind of interesting.)

Last night wasn't so great though. Like my entry said "today sucked" it pretty much did. Phenomenater and I got in a pretty damn big fight about something I'm still pretty confussed about. For some reason my stubborn head wants to keep it going though. I have no idea why. I get in this place where I need to win. I feel as if that's all that matters, period.

It probably comes from the years and years I did battle with my mother. I haven't talked about her much in here and that's simply because I hate her. I hate her more than anything else. I haven't talked to her in about... uh two years I think. If I never talked to her again it'd be too soon.

I've been in so many fights with her and I always wanted to win, and did. So now when I get in a fight with someone I revert back to needing to be the winner. Even if it's a fucking stupid fight.

Bleh, well on our way back from SB (before the whole fight) we saw a nice sunset.