I hate surprises...except today

I found someone on Classmates.com (yes, I was really, really bored) that I haven't talked to in like 12 years, but she was one of my dearest friends back then. Yes, I said she. I liked girls early. Anyway, that was pretty cool. She goes to MIT now, making me feel intimidated E-mailing her. I know what you're thinking. Scott, you do go to Mesa Community College. Isn't that on par with the Massachusetts Institute of Technology? Well, I suppose it is. Go me. Same education, 1/3 of the money. Plus less cold. That's what I'm telling myself in order to sleep tonight, anyway.

Additionally, I have two job interviews this week as well as like eight more apps out waiting to be scanned so that more potential employers can observe my greatness via resume. Of course, I may have taken a little creative license, but if you don't tell them I wasn't really Vice President of Movie Gallery, neither will I. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hear myself screaming for change. I need to move, I need to have a job. I need to lose weight, and I need to learn to swing dance. Um...well, maybe not that last one, but I would love to learn to play the guitar. That would be most excellent. Mostly I just want to have a life I can be proud of. I am extremely tired of telling people I still live with my parents, although statistically speaking I'm still pretty normal. That's what I'm telling myself.

One last thing and then I'm going to bed. Have you ever noticed that Sam's Club/Costco is really evil? They are, and yet so beautiful at the same time. I will walk in there intending to get a hot dog (they have really good hot dogs), and I will inevitably walk out with that 3 pound box of Cheez-It's, or the ridiculously massive case of IBC root beer. I am helpless against its power. I mean, they give out free samples of stuff. I could walk around the store two or three times and have a complete meal!

So, yeah. That’s it for tonight. Have yourself a pleasant existence, and as always, don't eat the yellow snow. Unless it's a lemon snow cone. That's okay.