kayaking and muck

I hung out with my cousin David today. It was really cool. He's at his grandmother's for like two weeks, going home saturday. He's a cool kid, literally the only one of my family that I'd like to hang out with. There's a few more that I wouldn't mind seeing once in a while, but he's the only one that I like enough to hang out with. Kinda depressing, I guess.

Anyway, we had a good time. He brought his guitar over, and we played a bit. He's a lot better than I am, or probably will ever be, but he's really never wrote anything, he just gets tabs and plays them. Different styles, I guess. I was trying to get him to start writing stuff, because I think he could write some really good music. He was playing some aerosmith, and it sounded good.

His xanga is pretty depressing, though.:-/

weird face. I get to go in to work again tomorrow. David (different, fatter david) isn't getting fired, because Sue doesn't have the balls to do it. Someone's going to get hurt, and I won't care, because I've warned her enough. Oh well. She told me that she wanted me to decide what I wanted to have her do so that I could go on with it (have me take breaks and do something else for part of the day|have david do something else for part of the day|something else that I forgot). I think I'm going to decide that I want breaks, because I fucking deserve them. dammit.

I forgot to wash my sheets today. I really need to do that.

If I fall alseep right this minute, I'll get eight hours of sleep. That's after 45 minutes of pretty strenuous kayaking today, and not getting that much more than eight hours last night, and a week of stupid work. out.