So yeah, it felt like I was reliving friday today. I even call this weeks wednesday "friday" before I think about what I'm saying. Today was really really long. But I got some stuff to say:

I went to the Body Worlds exhibit at the California Science Center in LA as part of a field trip, so that's why I was gone, for those of you wondering. Basically this exhibit is the explotation of human corpses for the advancement of knowledge and whatever. What they do is infuse plastic into the cells of real human corpses so that they can mold the bodies any way they want and they will stay that way forever and not smell or anything. So I went to see a bunch of dead people, with their skin stripped away, often times their muscles too. It was weird, because I got this vague nostalgia of looking at a stripped down internal combustion engine while I was looking at all the bodies, because I was really just seeing how everything worked, and engines is what reminds me of that.

I guess alot of people will tell you that going to see this would de-glorify the human condition or whatever, make light of the fact that we're all just a bunch of organs and a brain. But it kind of had the reverse effect on me: I saw humans as glorified by this exhibit. It's almost like "Wow! our bodies are like a billion times more complex than anything we can comprehend, I guess humans arnt so simple after all".. of course it wasnt really like that, just somewhere near there. I laughed at a bunch of my friends because they were running around saying "I know these bodies are real, but I just cant believe my eyes" and they were really enthusiastic about it and all, but I just couldnt get all hyped up about it. It was fun/cool to see what I'm made of, but it wasnt really that enlightening nor unbelievable.

This afternoon was really funny/ironic/enjoyable. I stopped by Tyler Olsens house before coming home to play a little halo 2. I thought it wasnt as great as it was hyped up to be. Then I stepped on my throttle and sped home my favorite way: over a street called Serrano, which basically goes over a mountain ridge for about 10 miles without any lights, which is both fast and fun. The experience was bolstered by the fact that I've found an extremely good new album for those of you who like pop-rock: "mmhmm" by reliant k.

Anyhow, you have to understand that I had called my dad at 5:00 and asked him if he was going out to dinner and if I should bother coming home. He told me that I shouldnt because he was going out right now. So I didnt come home till around 6:20. Ironically enough, just as I was pulling up the driveway I see my dad and my brother get in my parents car, so I pull up and ask if I can go with them to dinner. So first of all, I got dinner even though I didnt expect it. After dinner I was yawning in the parking lot really wanting to go home so I could play nfsu2 and go to sleep because I'm really really really tired and I thought about how sucky it would be if my dad got in his first accident right now because then I'd have to wait even longer. Guess what? My dad pulls up to a stop sign and some lady smashes into our rear end. Of course, only at about 5 mph, but enought to move the steel bumper upwards and cause about $300 worth of damage. So, now I'm a psychic. Rad.

I gots more to say, but I'll do it tommorow.
..lj..