I'm back ( and listening to Beethovens 9th symphony)

While downloading some surfing music ( the beach boys,and some other 70's beach types). Feelin' pretty good to be back in the old digs. The ferrit still hasnt emailed me, but whatever. Digging on my strawberry bannana slushy from sonic and a great burger. How was kansas? well mixed review realy. Trip there was fun, trip back was fun, inbetween...was differnt. I went because i was mel's brother and both of them, mel and rommie, would have felt bad leaving me behind. Not sure the family got that, compeletly. We may be going again at thanksgiving, so we'll see how that works out ( should be interesting at least). Not that there was any...ummm how shall i phrase this..anything more than, what i would put in the raised eyebrow, thats interesting (in that anoyingly sly tone that says ya right). Maybe i just dont know them well enough. Hope that was it. Not that roomie is in anyway unatractive. But the whole she's mels roomate thing, has her on a sort of older sister thing ( not completly but mostly). Relationship potential? that question lies solidly in that grey area that one travels in thought when pondering lifes persistant what ifs such as what if the caf served good food, what if Randy Johnson played for the Twins ( would they make it to the world series?) very speculative, and supremly more dangerous than my two moderatly bad examples. Moving on. Everybody learnin' how, everybody surfin' now ( got some blogs to read)