Spring Break, South of the Border (that's Mexico Christin)

Writing that I realized I completely neglected to mention my Mexico trip. So.

Friday night I was heading to repair a security system in Phoenix about seven o'clock when I got a call from my friend Josh. "What are you doing this weekend?" he asks. Well that ended with me finishing the job, driving back, picking up some guys that were coming with us, showering, packing, and leaving in a little less than two hours.

Now in all honesty, I was expecting something crazy. I kinda expected, well, the Spring Break that MTV shows. The good thing is, it wasn't that crazy. There was some good beach volleyball, Xanax hunting, a concert, delicious tacos, and dance clubs with girls that I thought about making out with (but no naked girls). Oh and church. All in all it was pretty awesome trip. But nope, no pictures.

Pills, Please

A lot of people don't know (though probably no one that reads my blog), but since I was in a four-wheeler wreck when I was seven or eight I have had this weird anxiety issue. Whenever I get stressed I start gasping for air. I imagine it is a lot what being asthmatic feels like.

Anyways I had my last bad "attack" a few weeks ago. I was working on a homework assignment before Spring Break and it got a little too much for my body to handle. So for the six or eight hours that I was working on this paper, I felt like I couldn't breathe the whole time. Yeah. It sucks. The good news is that in Mexico I bought some Xanax. So next time this happens, I will be ready!!

The funny thing is that Christin came running into my room today, "Did you take a Xanax?!?!" perhaps a little more excitedly then she should have. I told her no and then she started to apologize and let me know that she really doesn't want me stressed out. I know. And I love her. And honestly, I am almost looking forward to the next time so I can see how well these little pills work.

Just a Snack

I don't know if it has been the few minutes of Southpark that I have seen lately or what, but I have wanted "cheesy poofs" for a while now. I finally broke down and bought me some at Bass Pro the other day. And yep, they're delicious (even though I found them for half as much at Walgreen's yesterday!!).


But I don't always eat them. Sometimes I even make very delicious looking salmon (even if it didn't taste quite as delicious). And I made some amazing creme brulee on a date tonight.

I Hurt Myself

I would not by any stretch of imagination be classified as someone who never gets hurt. I've had literally hundreds of stitches, four or five good concussions, a few off-road accidents, a few on-road accidents, etc. Installing alarms I cut myself almost daily, and hit my head enough that I think about wearing a helmet while I work (not really). The other day though I was getting something out of my trunk, but I forgot to remove my head before shutting it. Soon there was a lot of blood running out of my hair onto my forehead. This picture was a few days later. Luckily there were no stitches needed.


I first attempted taking the decals off my jet ski with one single razor blade. Not only was this very labor intensive, but really very ineffective and not that safe. Example:


I tried to catch the falling razor blade and ended up shoving the point of it into my hand a ways. It wasn't the nicest feeling thing. But luckily, that too didn't need stitches.

Jet Ski Modification

This is the ugly seat after I took off the ugly vinyl.


Before I covered it.

The recovered steering column. This is going it need to be redone though. It is not the easiest thing I have ever done.



Hopefully I'll have pictures of the new paint job soon.

First Trip Follow Up

It was so much fun. A little cold, but awesome.

These pictures was taken at a little beach we stopped at. And then one jet ski sucked up a rope. And then the other one ran out of oil. So they both ended up getting towed back. It wasn't exactly what I had in mind. But no one got hurt. And it was only me and Ben that had to deal with it. And the second boat ride was with a cute girl. So it could have been worse.

Memories of Ruidoso

I love riding go-karts. When I was eight or so we went on a family vacation to Ruidoso, New Mexico. We passed a cool go-kart track on the way in and my dad told me we could go ride the next day. I remember laying there in bed that night, too excited to sleep. And now I lay here in (almost) bed thinking, I'm going to the lake tomorrow. On my jet skis. And it's awesome.

Country and Clovers

I don't usually do stuff for St Patrick's Day. I mean two years ago I randomly kissed this girl cause she had a "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" necklace on. But what I mean is I don't usually make it a night out. But this year Tyler and Ariana wanted to do something and Toby Keith's was having a free concert with Easton Corbin, who is one of my favorite new artists. So off we went. And even though they closed the kitchen early and we all really wanted some nachos, it was still awesome. And of course there were the hot servers in boots and cut-offs which is always a plus.


Afterwards we went to go rent a movie and I got pulled over. Oddly enough I had no clue what for (I usually know when I have it coming). He was kinda a jerk and had me get out of the car and stuff. Apparently I had not used a blinker to change lanes. So after starting a field sobriety test I remembered what day it was and caught on. The cop loosened up after he realized I had definitely not been drinking. Hopefully he actually caught someone later.

Karma

A few weeks ago my friend Kenia dropped her phone in the toilet. She was wearing a hoodie and it sneaked out of the pocket and "plop". Her boyfriend Josh made fun of her for this, but the next week his phone slipped out of his hoodie pocket and "plop". He posted on Facebook that it was probably bad karma for making fun of her. Seeing as how I did it within the last year, I figured I was safe commenting some "ha ha ha" remark. But then Tuesday rolls along, and out slips my phone out of my hoodie pocket and "plop". It wasn't in for long, but water doesn't take a long time to get in. I took it apart, let it dry, but the touch pad stopped working. But after another day I took it apart again, and yes, it's fixed. I am really happy I don't have to get a new phone yet.

Relative Cost

Christin has talked to me before about the relative cost of things that she has bought. On one hand she has things like her food processor that cost twenty dollars and has had regular use for a decade. Then there are our expensive clothes we buy, and what not. I figured out a little formula for this: real cost * (product duration in years/0.06)(possible enjoyment from 0-100/.008) = actual cost to me.

Thinking of this, when I got the idea on Tuesday that I needed to have a way to enjoy Lake Tahoe better. I wasn't going to find someone with a boat, but it would be possible to find some jet skis. So I started looking on craigslist. And for almost half of what my Cadillac transmission cost, for less than my Camry cost, and for less than two months rent at our condo, I found some jet skis. And that's not even figuring in the actual cost with my little formula there!!! If I did that they only cost me $284.40!!! And I am very excited.