The waterpark was not nearly as impressive as I hoped it would be. The lazy river was nice though so I suppose that�s all that really matters. We didn�t stay that long considering how far we had to drive but it was good to see Molly again and of course to get wet on such a hot day. I swear, everytime I go to a waterpark the lifeguards get younger and shorter.
Driving back there was a dust storm. It wasn�t like any other dust storm I�ve seen though, it was like driving in a fog...a very windy and brown fog. Of course the boys reveled in making fun of my driving saying I was doing all the jerky movements with the car and that the 70mph winds had nothing to do with it.
Getting up early that day sucked big time of course and we stayed up far too late that night after we got back playing against each other on yahoo pool, which is actually much more addicting than I thought it would be. I realized I get addicted to games far too easily but that�s something I say with pride dagnabit. I also realized I�m much better at virtual pool than the real kind, but I miss the cool chalk.
The next morning I had to get up even earlier because my parents were driving Brad and I up to Sedona for the day. It was a looong trip putting up with not only the radio but also my endlessly babbling father. Sedona was really nice though, slightly cooler and nice and cloudy. I finally got my dream catcher so I�m sleeping a bit better. I'm crossing my fingers I'll be putting an X-Men related entry in my dream diary soon. We basically just did a bit of shopping, pointing and laughing at how white the tourists acted and some more shopping. On our way back we stopped at this casino and I got $31+ so go me.
Sunday really sucked, Brad left for Wisconsin late in the afternoon after a very early dinner. Though he did take the nerdboy with him so that was a plus. I miss Brad though, it was so nice having him around and not feeling the weight of all the crap my family puts me through every minute of every day. Everything with my mom wasn't so bad when he was around. He�s the good part of family. My parents are the bad part.
Since then everything�s been getting back to it�s boring old self. Went shopping today and looked at all the replacing I�ve been doing and discovered I�m so much further from being done than I thought. It just means more and more shopping. Oh woe is me.
While Brad was here though I thought of something really random that I felt like rambling about. Brad and my brother are pretty homophobic, naturally being the big bad gangsta wannabes that they are. At times I got really fed up with all their gay bashings and their teasing me because I know a lot of gay guys and have gay friends in the theatre. They reminded me of one of my old guy friends who used to be pretty homophobic too.
This guy friend and I only really argued about two things, war and his homophobia. Of course now I have come up with a perfect argument for his ignorant ass all too late.
His biggest reason for why war was such a "good thing" was that it was our last natural means of population control. Of course I laughed at his very use of the word natural in association with war but let�s move on...So lately when I listen to all any jackass making fun of homosexuals and they say to me "Well, I'm sure you feel the same about lesbians." I always respond: "Hey I don�t care if girls are gay, less competition for me."
One day after saying that to Brad and the nerdboy it randomly hit me. I realized homosexuality is a natural way of population control. So take that jackass old guy friend! War schmar! Brings a whole new meaning to the saying "Make love not war." Ha. Oh I kill me.