Brains!

I'm in that stupidly giddy mood again, and I don't know why, is it sad that it's weird to me to be better then just 'okay' or 'good'? Am I really that emotionally mediocre? I think I've discovered in past couple months that I'm mediocre and passionless is so many ways.


Meteor Shower
Last night, we drove not 10 minutes north of Jordan's house, into the Simi hills, to watch the Leonid meteor shower at 1am. We brought blankets, but the wind in the Simi hills blows all the time, and it was freezing. I've lost all my built up tolerance to cold sadly. Anyway we decided to get on top of the Vue, and after almost rolling off the top of the SUV, we finally got ourselves comfortable on our backs. As we listened to the coyotes yips and howls that pierced the constant sound of the wind rushing through nearby creek bed vegetation, we snuggled under a sleeping bag. However the wind though it was hilarious to lift he sleeping bag like a boat sail into our faces, and I'm sure we missed some meteors laughing hysterically as we tried to baton down the hatches. Although it wasn't as spectacular as it could have been, since there was still some light pollution, we saw 4 shooting stars in 30 minutes. We would have seen more, if we thought we could stand another 30 minutes of chilly ill mannered wind.


Books
I'm reading Dog On It by Spencer Quinn. And let my tell you its boring. A mystery told from the dogs point of view, its bland, and uninteresting. Honestly I think the dogs character is too predictable. It's narration of opinions, and ideas about humans is cliche. Every speculation is something I've already heard in a dog joke throughout the years. I think this book has so much potential to be funny in a unique way, but it just misses the boat. I bought the book based on reviews I'd read about it, but frankly people who write book reviews are waaay to lenient. Either they read so many things they've become desensitized, or they are the same people who actually think the Twilight Saga is good literature.