Cold Winter.

I have a feeling this Winter is going to feel to me a lot colder than last year. The humidity content here in Northern California makes cold air seem so much colder than the air in dry, desert climates, because it is leaded with more water. So, instead of the 4 degree stinging Winter I had last year, this one will be a shivering 45 degree one that keeps me sore and chills the bones. Oh well.

Last night, me and Pilar and Kailee went over to my boss' house? Kind of a weird turn of events that brought me there, especially since I don't think she likes me very much, but it turns out shes cool with me. I got drunk for the first time in over a month off some white rum shots and then helped Stephanie hang up Christmas decorations around her apartment. Her son is adorable, we were hanging out for awhile. And her giant kitty Gabe is going to be mine soon, considering Stephanie hates him and I love him. I didn't do anything dumb and didn't get all bummed last night, which really makes me happy for a lot of different reasons. This morning, I woke up still pretty drunk and went to school and learned about Korea in the 50's and Vietnam in the 60's and what volitile areas of economic and political unrest they are. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly the United States goes from being a close ally of a country to being their enemy. The United States is like a really clingy, manipulating ex-girlfriend. Allies with Russia in World War I and World War II, then we argue with Russia over Germany and all of a sudden, The Cold War is here. America at its finest. Imperialism. Caveat Emptor. I finally figured out what I'm going to get tattooed across my chest/collar also. Script. Now that I am going to have all this money lying around and never have time to spend it, I think I'll make an appointment for a month or two from now to finish my left arm also. Stoked. I've been spending too much money on clothes and food, as per usual. Making money, though. Lots. At this pace, I should have debts paid and a car bought and an arm tattooed and clothes purchased in almost no time. School is NOT going well, though. I am officially overwhelmed. Not going to complain, because its school, but I have virtually no time or motivation anymore, I just want the semester to be over so I can take the normal hours I am at school and convert them into paid working hours. I haven't had a day off since I started working, and I don't suspect I will for a long time. Kailee's parents are throwing a Christmas party this Saturday, and I plan on showing up in full cosby sweater attire. Khakis and glasses, too. It should be fun. I really like having a primitive phone, for the most part. Since it is totally lame and uninteresting and not fun at all, it keeps my head and thoughts on work or school or people rather than with my head glued to the screen and zoned out in some fictional e-world that doesnt actually exist, besides on the internet. I really wanted to buy The Fountain yesterday, but I couldn't find it anywhere. If you know a place that sells it, let me know. I haven't been to the gym in over a week. Lametown. But oh well, I guess. I don't know if I'm going to renew my membership when it expires in a few weeks. Simply not enough time in a day. The opposite sex is starting to enter my dumb head again. That really sucks, but it can be good too. I found out and orchestrated that Colorado Sean will be coming to visit for awhile, which I am unbelievably stoked about. Then, after that, I will be heading to Denver for a few days to hang out and see everybody. Zak, Jeremy, Sammy, Hannah, Jake, Darren, Brian, Luis. You aren't forgotten in the head of Ryan Alves. I also really would like to go to Mitch's grave. Last time I was in Denver, he was alive and we had a GREAT time drinking whiskey together in movie theaters and at malls and in Zak's backyard. Then we'd go shoot guns. Then, the day after he lit his foot on fire and melted his shoe while we laughed at him, I got a phone call as I got off an airplane saying he was dead. Bummer. Anyways, with all tangents aside, travelling should be fun. This summer, me and Kailee might be headed to Europe with Pilar too so they can do a whole bunch of British guys and so I can bag myself an Italian superwife.

I love my friends.
I love my jobs.
I love my life.



You should too.