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I just got back from de Portola open house. The last de Portola open house my family has to go to. It's a little sad.
The Hyde days were definitely my Young Glory days. I just love the concept of the Glory Days. To be an old man and know....
"Back then, back when I was that chipper freckled gap-toothed youth, I was a champion. I was on top of the world."
I like to think of them as the young Glory days because I have high hopes for some great Glory days to come. And glorious they will be.
6th grade is my epicenter of reminiscence. I would support this claim with some photographs I found however I am scanner-less. Like the ones recently developed from my old disposable camera from 6th grade camp!
and of course this.


Can you believe my hair!?!
I can't. But a funny thing has happened. I really am starting to believe in my hair and my physical appearance in general.
I think I've always accepted who I was, but now I'm starting to think "Hey there, we could have something here!"
Subtle charm factor +5!

I worked my first week(a work week for me is Fri-Thurs) 40 hours!
It was both crazy and comforting. A well deserved return met with a realization of other things that went into this job.
My biggest struggle is getting old people to buy popcorn. They just won't do it!
Prices are high. It happens, There is ZER0 I can do about it. If you want popcorn...get popcorn
Old folks scoff at me! and my price of popped corns.
One thing I am sort of proud of is my No Soda commitment and its ability to last, even though I work with/on/in soda all day.
As much as an ice cold fizzy delicious Pibb would be, I can easily just say "Today I will keep trying to do this one thing to stay healthy."
On a very sad work related note, a pen broke in my pocket today and got ink all over the place. I think I gave someone some popcorn with blue ink on it. Maybe not. I tried really hard to scrub it all away. Just don't look into my pocket! Do people even consider doing something like that?

Rejoice! I finally dug into my book and am really enjoying it. I think if I wanted to, I could/should become a professor of American Lit mainly focusing on Cormac McCarthy. Or maybe to just shake his hand. I think I should make a list of famous people whose hands I wish to shake. Here we go
-Steven Spielburg
-George Lucas
-Wes Anderson
-Tom Hanks
-Bill Murray
-Dave Eggers
-Cormac McCarthy
-Rivers Cuomo

See what I did there, with the categories and such. I think thats a pretty nice list. Lets get to it!

I can't believe May is almost over. May 8th seems so FAR AGO.
Goodbye I'll Be In Long Lostness

remember how I tried so hard to do that before? Not like it even makes sense. Where is my quick English Acronamical magic?

Currently Listening to:
Joe and the Crybabies- I Hope I Don't Die In A Semi

Lets pump this summer up!