In Need of a Memory Wipe

Earlier I caught sight of, very briefly, a text from my mom to some guy.  I wasn't snooping through her phone or creeping over her shoulder or anything.  She was showing me how predictive text on her phone annoys her.  Lets just say I'd rather not have seen the contents of this text.

I love my mom.  She's had a tough few years.  She hasn't had anyone to talk to for a long time now, so she deserves someone.  I'd just rather not know about it...

...at all.

Ughhh.  It's so unsettling.

And there's something weird, to me, about people above the age of 30 sending rather intimate texts.

Seems like an activity meant for young people.  Of course, anyone I've mentioned this to has said it's not weird at all.  Maybe I'm the weird one.

Probably, but that's cool.

- In other news -

I got around to playing Mass Effect 2 again (on the PS3 this time).  It is by far my favorite game of this console generation.  I think the greatest thing about the game is it's characters.  The story of Mass Effect 2 is relatively simple; if the characters weren't written in a way that made deep and compelling it wouldn't be the same game.

I'll be 24 in a week.  Doesn't feel like it though.

"Song 2" - Blur

Scratch That

Holy crap was that last blog of mine atrocious.  The epitome of awful.  Just thinking about it makes me want to punch myself in the nards.  You'll notice it is no longer there.  That shit had to go.

- In other news -

Some plans of mine fell through on Sunday so I decided to surprise my mom by driving home.  She isn't doing great.  Completely overwhelmed with all the things she needs to do to take care of my grandma.  It's enormously depressing.

I did finally get around to watching Game of Thrones while I was there though.  That show is pretty damn awesome.  I watched the first 8 episodes from like 10pm Sunday night to 6am the next morning.  I'd finish one and say, "ok, just one more."

I couldn't help it.  I was hooked.  It makes me wish I had HBO still so I could see the final two episodes before I am home next.  And True Blood is coming back in a couple a weeks too.

I also donated plasma on Tuesday.  That was really cool.  I wanted to get a little extra money and I remembered an old roommate of mine going to donate from time to time, so I thought I'd give it a try.  It was interesting there and every employee was nice.  It was strange seeing so many happy people working together (if that's not a comment on society, I don't know what is).

Finally here's a joke they sort of tell on an episode of How I Met Your Mother.  It's really crass, but it made me laugh.

What's the difference between peanut butter and jam?

You can't peanut butter your dick up someone's ass.

"Where's Your Head At" - Basement Jaxx

Inheritance

It is weird how we embody our parents. How a thing like personality or demeanor can be passed on. I am so like my mom in some ways. I would say that the traits I love most in myself are ones that you could find in her as well.

We are both so thoughtful. What is a simple gift we put together for someone, would be considered extravagant for most.

That thoughtfulness extends beyond simply giving someone a gift.

No. It's the meaning the gift has to its receiver. The way it's wrapped. The way you give it to them.

I said this to my mom last night, "it's all about the presentation".

I'm pretty sure I've heard her say that before.

The thing I inherited that I love most, however, is that I just do these things because it's part of my nature. I don't consider it to be going out of my way to put a lot of thought into a gift for someone. It just feels right when I do it.

My mom is pretty awesome. And, by the transitive property, so am I.

Hahaha. I am so modest sometimes.

Ok. Random thought time:

-Jan. 29, 2011-
"I better get at least a hug or a kiss on the cheek out of this."