I may be losing my mind.

I was bored and Facebook creeping. Strange. Aanyway, I saw that Steven had posted that he liked bananas inside him on Bob's wall. I laughed for like 7 minutes. I must really be losing it.

ENERGY!!

I took too much no explode and I am trying to waste a few minutes before I go running. I thought blogging was a good choice. So pretty much I have a dilemma... Should I stay on Kauai, should I move to Oahu, or should I move back to Nebraska...? I am not good with decisions like this so I am just leaving it for future Justin to decide. Pros of staying on Kauai is I am already set up here, I work for a sailing company, and I am about to go running at the beach which backs up to my house. Pros to Oahu include that it is a much more populated island so it is easier to meet people and I could go to school there and work at Best Buy if I so chose. The pros for moving back to Omaha are pretty obvious, but the cons are too. Decisions decisions.

I am an indolent blogger.

I am sitting around the house, bored at 11pm. I am listening to my ipod so I don't have to hear the the sounds coming from other rooms of the house... Today was an interesting day. Our landlord is pretty much out of her mind, and we have been dealing with this fact for awhile. When we first moved in, she had to decide to "let us" move in because she wasn't sure that we could handle the house, and then for 14 months whenever we handed in rent she would berate us about whether we had jobs. We always would say yes, even though the answer should have been "No, unless you count selling meth to the school children up the street a job." Anyway, she called freaking out because the house water bill had been high the last few months due to our toilets running. Somehow this is our fault and because if we "are not responsible enough to take care of the toilets, we are not responsible enough to live here anymore." So pretty much Tim and I have been kicked out of our house because our toilets run all the time... Despite how ridiculously hilarious it is, it is pretty aggravating having a borderline retarded person scold you like a child. So now there is a hunt to find a new place and fast, which in Hawaii where it is $900 a month for a decent studio apartment, this is kind of a hard task. We will see how it goes, I just really wanted to type out some of the details of my crazy landlord while I was still bitter about the ordeal. Pertaining to the same incident, when she came over unannounced to check our toilets she was going off about how we had some rocks in our car port and she did not want them in her house and we had to get rid of them right away before we got sick... Hawaiian legend is that if you take any Hawaiian rocks or sand and move it that bad luck and illness will befall you. This legend is clearly false and something only small children and people with extra chromosomes believe... That being said the rocks in question were granite rocks (not even from Hawaiian lands) that were drunkenly stolen from the Hyatt parking lot. What a bunch of immature douche bags we are, I cannot wait to see how she is going to try and screw us out of our deposit.