Blog a Day – Entry #016 – Survivor 122: Snowball Edition
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Well it is close to midnight and I have just finished a long day of stuff.
I could've said work, but that was only part of the day. I also could've said partying, but that was the other part of my day.
Suffice it to say that I had to get up at 8am this morning to go help my grandma move to her new place. Luckily for me my two aunts, my uncle and my cousin were there to help with the task, and also luckily, my grandma did not have a lot of stuff to move. Which was great and not so great.
Getting stuff into the trucks and vans was ok. No problems there, but when we moved to the new place, her room was on the third floor, and that was brutal to carry stuff up three flights of stairs to move her into the room. Now, I know what you are thinking. You are thinking, “Well Steve, why didn't you take the elevator?” Well let's just say that they only had one elevator for the entire building, no freight elevator, and it was also lunch time. So, multiple hordes of seniors were coming down the elevator to go to the dinning room to have lunch.
We were able to use the elevator once to bring two recliners up, but there was an old lady that did not look quite happy that my uncle, my cousin and I used that elevator. She kept reminding us of the time 'til lunch, as if she was a count down clock. Yeah that was fun. What was I on “24: Seniors Edition?”
Anyway, we moved her in, took about roughly 6 hours to do, and I was beat, sweaty and tired. So when I got home, I went to my friends house to go take a dip in the pool. And man that pool was great. Felt good to just swim in a nice pool of cool refreshing water.
After swimming, I went home and prepared for a party that I was having tonight. My parents were on vacation with my sister, and my brother was out of town, so I had the whole place to myself. And you know what that means…
“PAR-TAY @ SNOWBALL'S!”
Good thing is the house is still in one piece, and not to much damage was done. I would've taken pictures, but my Dad has my camera while on vacation. So no pictures, but let's say if I did have my camera, I would take a picture of the person that is passed out on my futon in my rec-room. He passed out and we drew things on him with permanent marker. Oh shoot! I just remember he has a job interview on Monday, and he may not get the job, well at least if he can't wash off the word “Douchebag” off of his forehead by then.
Meh, oh well such is life. LOL
So I shall leave this entry to a close and I shall see you all tomorrow, same Snowball time, same Snowball channel!!!!
Steve Saylor “Snowball”
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