How Utterly Embarassing...

So, I got home on Tuesday evening, it was great, had good food, talked with my parents, went to bed rediculously early woke, and had a wonderful Wednesday as well, the evening spending it with my eldest brother and his three wonderful kids. Don't worry, I'll try not to gush too much about them here, don't want anyone throwing up or anything. Thanksgiving was good, went to my Aunt's house, had a wonderful feast, ate way too much as one is supposed to do, and enjoyed my family. It was much larger than normal, since my brother isn't normally there, and with him his three kids and one wife, on top of that my cousin and his wife recently had a baby, so we had 15 people around a table eating as much as our stomachs would allow. That evening I enjoyed a few beers with my brothers while we fought eachother on Age of Empires II. I won. It was great. Today was a very lazy day, while the women went out to shop us men stayed at home with the kids. We were able to sneak off to buy a few cigars for later that night though, which brings me to the best part thus far.

I just got done brewing my first batch of beer. I had gone in with my two brothers and my dad a few weeks ago to buy the equipment to brew our own beer. My brother had already brewed a batch a few weeks ago, a porter, and he brought the stuff down here so we could all try our hand at it. It was surprisingly simple, although he did a lot of it since he knew what he was doing and all, and now we have 5 gallons of brown ale sitting in our laundry room fermenting. While we did this we of course enjoyed some store bought beer and those cigars that we had bought previously. Tomorrow we get to try to fix my sisters bathroom. It awaits to be seen how badly we screw that whole thing up.

You are probibly wondering about the title, well let me tell. I had recently bought some new face wash. I wasn't very happy with the face wash I had so I thought I would try something new, so I went to the store and picked out one that looked like it might not be totally bad. I brought it home, and it actually seemed to work pretty well. I liked it alot better than anything I had used previously. After my shower I was watching some T.V. with my family and a commercial came on for that face wash I just bought....it is a woman's face wash. I don't think I'm gonna switch, since it works so well. But it does make me wonder why they lable men's products, "For Men" and it seems like all other products are for women, without actually saying so. Oh well, it works, that's the important thing, right?

"Man, I feel like a woman!"

5 Whole Weeks?

Only 5 weeks left of classes. It seems only a few days ago I was looking forward to my classes, actually wanting to go to them, of course after the first day I was only looking forward to going to Labor Economics, but now I am not even that excited about going to that class. It's not that the content has changed all that much, I just want to move on. So now I am counting down the week until Christmas break, after which I will be counting down the days until a new quarter starts and I get to start new classes which I will be looking forward to. After a few weeks of course I will want to the quarter to end. Ready to move onto something new. It seems as if I am never satisfied with what I am doing. I always get bored, get tired of dealing with that given subject, or with doing that thing.

With the internship I am doing this spring and the one I hope to do next winter, I will only have three quarters of actual classes left. I'm not sure what I want to do after that, but I'm sure I'll find something. What concerns me a little bit though is how long I would be able to do whatever job I do get. I just imagine myself getting very bored of that given job and moving on, so I'll go through several jobs within my first few years of working. Although I suppose doing do could work, although after doing it too many times, my next potential employer may be less eager to hire me, after seeing me quite my last 10 jobs. Well, hopefully I can find something that either gives me enough veriety to keep me interested, or give me enough money so I would have to be crazy to quite. I'm not sure which one I would rather have.

Well, I think that is all that I have to say, but before I go I will leave you with a quote that I say on a wall in an office a few days ago. It was part of some poem or something, and I don't know who wrote it, but I found it interesting(the rest of it was kind of boring).

"Know that no on is silent,
Though many are not heard"