Alright, it is 1:40 am, and I'm still not asleep. Not such a good thing considering I'm waking up in about three and a half hours to go snowshoeing. Usually a little brain activity helps put me to sleep, but lately it hasn't worked at all, probably because today is my last day of Christmas Break, and I'm going back to school tomorrow. I have yet to write my essay for English; I'm such a procrastinator. So anyways, how's life with you? Not sure why I'm asking my computer questions, but I can feel the sleepiness begin to drown my thoughts, so that's a good sign. Sorry to any readers if I all of a sudden dose off while writing this and type up some weird crap then unconsciously publish it. I swear to you that I wouldn't have meant it. Looks like my laptop is about ready to die, but whatever, I might as well drain the battery.
It's the fourth of January, yesterday was a, well not any more, friend's birthday. I would hate to have a new year birthday. Too close to all the commotion of the holidays. Don't get me wrong, I love this time of year. The lights, the food, the snow-actually getting some in Boise, the music. With the economic slump of today's market I'm thankful for always being raised by poor parents. Unlike many Americans I'm already used to the minimal amount of gifts below the tree. I'm proud to say I lack materialistic wishes. A bit more cash would be nice however. The Yellowstone trips my dad and I are always taking are really hard on the wallet, hopefully we can afford my dream Christmas trip for my senior year next year. That wish is still only real in my dreams.
Because I'm still not asleep, maybe I should share my morning experience from yesterday. What the heck, I'm making a ton of spelling and grammatical errors which I will later correct with spell check, but I'm awake. I woke at 3:30 am, woke my dad up, got dressed in layers upon layers of clothing, packed up my handy backpack, and headed out the door to the truck without even entering the kitchen for a breakfast. At four we left to Dedication Point, about half an hour away. It's a great little spot for viewing celestial objects with the telescopes. We didn't take the dob with us that morning, and I regret it. The Quandrantid meteor shower peaked at five and we headed out to see it. The cloudy skies website showed a convenient cover of clouds for the hours we'd be out, but we tried our luck anyways. When we got there after thirty minutes of driving the skies were cloudless, dark without the moon, and the viewing conditions superb. The wind died down from earlier so telescoping wouldn't have been as much of an annoyance as previously thought. The plus side for that morning what that the meteor shower was incredible. Lights were flying across the sky in every direction, and with my new contacts I could see crystal clear stars.
Ok, I think I'll switch my focus to counting sheep now. Writing has helped a little, but I'm losing ideas to write about, and I'm NOT taking Kolmeier's advice about answering a random question. I've spend too many hours describing the soul purpose of the gazebo.
Good night world, stay green, save your money, and tell yourself that whoever thought to bring a pine tree into the house to decorate it in order to celebrate Jesus was a complete moron. Peace, I'm out.
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