Journal entries in 'Dear Diary' for May, 2005

OK, maybe not so marauding, but I seem to have acquired a zit on the very edge of my eyelid. I didn't know you could do that. I'm quite proud of myself. And I couldn't deny you the joy of witnessing such a fine display pimplery. It's like this zit was playing chicken with his friends in a classic 50s movie, and he was the one who ended up in the classic scene with two wheels of the car hanging off of a cliff. Except in those movies, usually once the characters slip off of the car, it falls crashing into the crevasse. Or, in this case, MY EYE.

Anyway, here's the picture. Warning, it is an extreme closeup of my eye (come on, like you're not gonna look).

Natalia and I just had a discussion about the pros and cons of vegetarianism. I was in the kitchen looking for food and she suggested I have a rib sandwich and I reminded her that I'm a vegetarian now. She explained why she thinks that it's a bad idea: "At school we're learning about the food chain. You know how the sun gives energy to the grass, and then the grass gets eaten by an insect or something, and then the insect gets eaten by a snake, and then humans eat the snake to get energy? If you don't eat meat then you don't get the energy." I replied, "Well, why not skip the snake and the insect and go straight to, well not the grass but things like vegetables? That way you still get the energy and the snake doesn't have to die." She said, "Oh yeah! So I guess I do want to be a vegetarian when I grow up" (my mom won't let her become one at this age since she is still growing and good nutrition is crucial).

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I finally posted about Meg and Amy's visit, but I back-dated it to help keep things chronologically consistent. I figured I'd mention it here though since it appears pretty far down the page and will probably be missed if you're not looking for it.

After our unfulfilling experience with early admission on Saturday, we didn't bother getting up early on Sunday. We slept in and woke up around 11am and leisurely got dressed and headed to the park a little after noon. The weather report said it was supposed to rain, so the park was much emptier than the day before.

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Hehe, unlike Ft. Lauderdale, at the Ohio airport the wireless access costs $8 for 24 hours (though of course it's more like $8 for however long you're actually going to be at the airport). I didn't remember how long I had to wait for Bryan and Cat, but I thought it was about 2 hours, so I figured it was worth $4/hour to be entertained. But seconds after I clicked the submit button on my payment, my cell phone rang and Bryan announced they had just landed. I quickly checked my email and shut down the computer to go meet them. $8 for 45 seconds or so... Not as good a deal as I had thought :)

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The week with Meg and Amy was awesome. I didn't get to write about it until a while later, because I immediately left for the Cedar Point trip, so details are kind of sketchy in my memory now, but I wanted to get something down about it.

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Last week, I decided to try vegetarianism again, and to take it seriously this time. Ironically, it's not having Andrés and Amy here that swayed me, but rather the Simpsons (I try to base all my life-altering decisions on cartoons. It makes things interesting). Lisa became a singer and Homer was her manager, but his ways were brusque. She asked him to stop beating people up to get things done for her, and he chided, "Oh, you eat sausages, but you don't like seeing them made." To which Lisa replied, "I don't eat sausages!"

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Man, I've been getting behind in documenting my life. Spending too much time living it. OK, so Liz came to visit a few weeks ago, and it was an awesome week. Andres, Liz and I went to El Yunque and hiked down to the waterfall, although Liz didn't dare to jump down the first waterfall. Ah well, it was really scary my first time as well. On the way down, we stopped and ate awesome Puerto Rican food as is tradition, and then, exhausted and sated, drove down the mountain with the windows down and Sigur Rós enveloping us.

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Suddenly, it turns out Meg is coming down for the week as well. She called last night and asked if there was room in the house for one more. Minutes later, she had a plane ticket to come down tomorrow at almost exactly the same time that Amy arrives. Man, this week is going to be great. It'll sure be frustrating having to be stuck at work every day though. I'm trying to decide whether I should ask if I can come in an hour or two early so that I can leave early too. That'd free up more of the day when everyone is up and about, but it would mean I'd need to go to bed earlier too (or just drink lots of coffee for the week). I'll probably just do that.

Andrés and I made a midnight run to Walgreens to pick up a prescription my parents had dropped off earlier for my mom. On the way out of the parking lot, some guy in an SUV waves his hands and flags me down. Suspicious, I stop and roll down my window (inconspicuously shifting into first). He tells me he's got a magnetic oil plug for my car and asks if I want to buy it. I say no thanks. He explains that he's go an Evo as well, but it's in the shop getting painted. I nod my approval and drive off.

A minute later, I pull up to a stoplight where a cop has pulled someone over. I joke to Andrés that it'd be funny if I got pulled over, since my renewed license is supposed to be available tomorrow. A knock at the window. The cop asks me to pull in front of his car.

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I've been growing closer to Chelsea lately, mostly since I've stopped ignoring her existence altogether. It's really nice how she is always at the door waiting for me to get home from work now. One more little nice thing about working day shift.

Last night I had a dream where my subconscious apparently took that growing closeness to an extreme. In my dream, I realized I could communicate with her at a basic level. I sat down and asked her, out of curiosity, if she could catch me a mouse. She got up and started to walk off, apparently to do it. I stopped her and said that's OK, I don't actually want her to. She lied back down, but then started singing a song about mice.

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