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Isaac just made his first google search! He searched for ' /*2255255555555555200.....3 '

He was near the keypad the whole time, so I don't know if that means something special in baby, but it didn't match any documents. I guess once google finds this entry it will show up for that search. How fun.

I have officially been awake for 30 hours streight now. Why? Because I'm nuts, most likely. But in all reality it is because I needed to get up early (3:00 am-ish) to go climb a mountain, so I decided to just not go to sleep. I guess it has worked out, but not perfetly. Let's see what I've learned today.

-I've learned a new meaning to 'cold'. Cold is when the drinking tube in your backpack freezes solid, preventing hydration. Cold is taking off a pair of gloves to expose another pair of gloves so that you can have some dexerity. Cold is being excited when your toes hurt because it means you can feel them again. When I spent 6 hours in 'Cold', I returned to my car, shed layers, and was warm in my car, without the heater on, and I could see my breath.

-I've learned that blogging is really hard to do after being awake for 30 hours.

-I've learned that when you're trying to be sneaky somewhere where people are sleeping, and you think there is no way you can get any louder, someone will send you a text message.

_I've learned that underscores are kinda cool... that's it, I'm losing it. I'ma go to bed, but I leave you will some cool pictures of this mornings adventures into the cold.

I was looking through my old documents, and I found a text document. It was a random conversation I had with my friend blake over instant messanger like.. 4 years ago. Or longer. Probably longer. It's a story we both wrote off the top of our heads. It doesn't make any sense, and I got rid of any evidence of who said what, so who knows. Anywho, here it is:

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cool beans. What kind of beans? You know, that one kind... with the pork. Peans? Yeah, those. But there are green peans and string peans. string. oh okay. but not too stringy, otherwise they set off your funny bone. Yeah just like that, without any notice or bollion
Yeah it happened one day. One fair day, in early spring with the flowers set to charge.
I was holding a lady bug on my finger. And that's when It happened Someone was like "Cool Beans!!!" and I was like "Where? I wan't some!!" And I ran and ran towards Master Bean at the top of the hill. And with that began the annual race for meritorious staple blocks, ones only produced in a small indian factory These staple blocks were made from the finest of bundt cake pans, and were crafted with such care and attention to detail that the second any human would lay eyes on one they would say "Wow. That's good block!" And only such a block could be used for such a purpose, and only such a purpose was noble enough to bring to pass such a great a wonderful time as those about to unfold. There was only one thing preventing it's coming. One small detail to clear out. The carmex chariots. These carmex chariots (Charmex 275 Mark II), would fling vacuums filled with shrimp and plywood at any person brave enough to run up The Hill, rendering them useless and filled with shrimp and plywood. Only the wailing power of snowshoeing could overcome an evil such as this. And just our luck, we had a few. easy enough. The Waffle King descended from the heavens and spoke in a language unknown to man, "Congrats, foo! I'm gonna grate some cheese." The villagers mistook this for "Congradulations! Go now! Go to the top of the hill and gather the staple blocks and rejoice!" So they did, but that angered the mighty Waffle King. The stage was now set. Set for the epic battle that lay ahead. The waffle king lay down his battle chant and proclaimed "Wicky wicky battle scene wicky wicky battle scene amen" and charged with his riders full force with cheese graters. But whats this? A small child stepped out of the crowd, and with a twinkle in his eye he said, "Normandif selikra, chu." Nobody got it, so they kicked him and he cried. While this was happening, the Waffle King made his approach with demonic speed. Only then was it discovered what the waffle kings true intensions were... and they hurridly collected all the grapes and grass clipping in the village, all the while the waffle kind steadily approached and the small child cried, still with a twinkle in his eye. But that very twinke turned out to be a samurai sword. The crying child pulled it out with all his might, creating a gigantic shockwave that shot across the land in a 100 mile radius. He was the chosen one. The one who was supposed to finally bring balance to this world. Soon after everybody realized this, the child bled to death.
"I am currently away from the computer." Those were his last words... and what words they were... Though the world went on without a savior, it went on with much pain... So much pain that the unicorns and bumblebees started to fade away.

Today I had the opportunity to watch my nephew. It was the first time I was left to be his sole supervisor, and all went well... untill I needed to put him down for sleep. I'm preety sure I was more tired than he was, but it really was time. After a few minutes of him crying, I couldn't stay away... I'm weak. It's interesting to have someone solely dependant on you, I've never really felt that before. He was lying in the dark alone crying and all he wanted was for me to come in there and pick him up. And when I did, he stopped crying. After a little bit, I tried again. He cried a little less this time, and there was more silence in-between bouts of tears, thus I was more able to stay away. My mom got home and went in to turn off a candle, but he wasn't quite out, so he was back up for a little while longer... I left him in her far more capable hands.

Anyway, while the usual supervisors were gone, my brother Matthew was over for a little bit, and I gave Isaac a drum lesson. It was basically an into to hitting drumheads and cymbals with sticks. He seemed to really enjoy it.

Music is "Waste" by Phish

This is a little video I put together over the past 3 days or so. It's some of what I do during my day. What is normal and what isn't? Here we go with the detailed analysis:

&bull Yeah, I often stay up until 3 AM or later with insomnia. I'm working on turning into a normal person again though.
&bull Yeah, I sleep in until noon or later usually. Again, I'm trying to be good at life once again.
&bull My computer does turn on first thing in the morning.
&bull I drink a lot of instant breakfasts.
&bull The only line in the song I don't agree with is "don't wanna be a climber, reaching for the top." Of course I like climbing and AM a climber. It's also not a profession like most of the other things mentioned are. But more metaphorically, the "reaching for the top" part could be agreed with. Remember: "The tallest blade of grass is first to be cut by the lawnmower". I do, however, agree with "Don't wanna be anything where I don't know when to stop".
&bull The little boy is my awesome nephew Isaac. He comes over to be watched by my mom (his grandma) every few days... or once a week. It varies. I see him a lot though, and it's always fun.
&bull The car is Ruckus. It broke again today, but I fixed it already. I realised during my insomnia thursday night that I could turn the camera upside down to make "hi" out of 14 miles per hour. It worked out alright. I thought it would be harder to keep the car at that speed.
&bull The driving scene is on the freeway on the way to provo, which has been happening increasingly over the past few weeks. Jason filmed that part (It's obviously filmed from the passenger seat in the express lane. He was my ticket to both).
&bull Haha. Lars died playing diablo. And yeah, there are a lot of Mountain Dew cans.
&bull That is Lars' car featured in a glorious black and white, slow motion scene.
&bull We don't play pool all that often really, but it was good to film. I did make that shot with the 7 where I shot into the camera, and no I didn't scratch. None of the shots were set up, we simply played a game... a game Jason won...
&bull I don't sit by the fire that often, and when I do I sit on the bricks. This was artistic though.
&bull my feet really were cold. That felt good.
&bull I can't spell 'exist'. Appearantly I don't have a graps on teh englilsh langage.

Things I usually do that weren't represented in the movie:
&bull We usually spend a lot more time sitting around Jason's room doing nothing. Nothing may or may not include: Watching TV, listening to music, reading "Principles of Internal Medicine", etc.
&bull We usually eat more. Like, several times.
&bull We'll usually go to REI or Wal-Mart, but I was concearned with filming inside a buisness.

Okay, that's enough of that. Any more questions, I won't be going anywhere. I'll decide If I want to make another movie later on.