Day 108: Tahoe Day 1

Its been about 9 years since I've seen snow. I forgot the texture of it and how if you step in a pile of it you fall right through. After my jeans got soaked I became way more cautious as to which piles of snow to jump on. 

Being a part of a big group, we are taking up the Bluelake Inn, Big Pine motel, and the Horizon Casino. After just one night, the cops have been called multiple times due to noise complaints but they aren't IV cops so we just ignored them and everything was ok. Tahoe is awesome.

Day 107: Rotan's House in the Middle of Bumfuck Nowhere

On our way to Tahoe, we stopped off Rotan's house in Reedley. Population 4. There are literally thousands of acres of trees, blueberries, and other fruit plants. It was nice to get out of the city.

We got into Tahoe tonight but it was too dark for good pictures.

Day 106: We Got Fucking Robbed

Last night/this morning '95 got jacked. We lost two computers (Brian and Gio's), a guitar (Brian's), and Wilt the fucking Stilt Chamberlain! The weirdest part is that they didn't take Dougs computer that was out in the living room (and in way better condition than Gio's and Brian's) and they took Brian's guitar out of the case before stealing it while my way more expensive guitar was on a stand in the living room. Conclusion: tweaker.

 I am really fucking bummed about Wilt though. He was a champion. A legend if it were. He may be lost, but he will surely not be forgotten...

(Cue sad inspirational music for Wilt remembrance montage)

Look hard he's there...

Heroes are remembered but legends never die. Wilt 2008-2010.

Today we also drove up to Spencer's house in Reedley on the way to Tahoe. This meant one thing... BROOKLYN!!! Bitch did a backflip when she saw us. I haven't seen her since the week before Halloween (564 days) and baby girl hasn't changed a bit.

This means she looooooooooves me.

She is dreaming of running alongside me in a never ending field filled with small children, each one with two treats in their hands.

Day 105: Grading Papers

I graded 72 papers today. It doesn't look like a lot but thats 288-360 pages right there. After writing papers for 3 1/3 years now, it feels really weird being on the other side of it. Lets just say my students are lucky.

Day 104: Lazy

Literally just held my camera outside of my window and clicked. Sorry everyone if you are disappointed.

Day 103: My Carpet is Brown!?!

Lately I have been trying this new thing out when it comes to procrastination: Instead of doing something you have to do, do something else that you kinda have to do. Because I was over studying for my Silent Film Final,  decided to clean my room for the first time in months. I had forgotten what the floor looked like. And yes this is clean to me so all you really anal people can suck it!

Day 102: Hot Water Heater = Fucked

Today I woke up to Brian yelling, "Fuck!". Apparently our water heater broke and was flooding the streets. I went outside to investigate. He was right. (Videos in slow mo)

P.S. Its been 5 days and it still hasn't been fixed. Harwin Management strikes again.