Cold Wind Blogging.

It's been rainy muck in my general area for two days now, and it isn't so bad. It's nice to see something fall from the sky that isn't frozen and can't accumulate to the point where you can't walk on the ground. Not that rain can't do that, though, my back and front yard have been flooded. And it has been as windy as a tornado, and i love wind. There's one bite left of my ice cream, and i'm regretting even getting some. Cookies and Cream is good, but you can get really sick of it really fast. And NO, i did NOT have this for breakfast. I had disgusting leftover tomato pie that my mom brought home from the St. Patty's Day last night, only made slightly better by a Dr. Pepper. Yes, more Dr. Pepper. I'm attempting to learn new songs on my guitar to keep me occupied on the darned thing, and to avoid annoying myself with trying to create stupid melodies i think up. 30 Days Of Night is a cool movie. And it's the only movie i have heard of that can scare Saira in the slightest bit at one scene. My ice cream is melting. I am looking forward to my brother coming home tonight, as always. I love remembering old bands you used to listen to and listening to them again. Sometimes that doesn't work and you wonder why you even liked them in the first place. Futurama is on! Awesome show. My refrigerator is leaking very badly. My mom is in her daily slumber. No one else is home, besides me and my dog. My brother just called, he was on break from work. Bored?