The Peanut Gallerie

I felt peanut move the other day... it was weird and really hard to describe. Like nothing I've experienced before... it's like describing what an olive taste like? Sure, you can compare it to other things, but you still only scratch the surface of what it's really like.. Here I'll try. It was like going down on a rollercoaster but not... lol. Okay, I give up. 

On a separate but similar note, Sarrah and I are moving this weekend back down to San Jose, where people still haven't figured out that road rage will get you nowhere (or shot). Since I work from home, I'm not too worried. I'm more concerned with the actual moving day. None of my moving days seem to go smoothly... someone is always angry?

"You're ruining moving day for us" (ah.. i love 'FRIENDS')