I made a book...

Yes, that's right... I made a book. It's pretty nifty if you ask me, it is a book of all the decent pictures I took when I went to Europe this summer. I wasn't too happy with the amount of pictures that I liked from the trip, but stretching a little bit got me to the point that I filled a small 20 page book with the photos. I ordered it tonight, and it should be here in about 8-10 business days. Now, I'm not saying it's a masterpiece, but I am saying that I am excited about it. I am also working on 1 other book of my own and then 2 more that I'm doing with my family (that will be longer than 20 pages).
How do I make a book you ask? Oh, that's the easy part. Go to www.apple.com and look at the mac section of the website, there you will find a tutorial on how to make a book through their iPhoto application. It's so easy a philanthropist could do it!
I am excited to see how it turns out. We will see if it is worth the $20 a book to have done.

It's getting cold outside!

Wow, this morning has been pretty frigid! I have been freezing! It is time that I pull out my secret weapon of the cold. Yes, that's right... Ducky FOOTED PAJAMAS! WOOOOOOOO! I love my pajamas! The only problem is that they are in my storage unit. And that means I have to go and find them. But, here is a picture or two of me in them.

It's funny how things change.

I was recently thinking back to one of my old websites... like http://pick_i_nicholas.tripod.com/. That was the original website I had created... It is there that my rantings and raving began. I used to have a lot to say back then, I think I have simmered down in the past 4 years.

I was once a kid with tons to say, now I'm a boring old man. But thinking about my old websites made me search them out again. I accidentally erased all the pictures on one. That sucks... but it's fun to look through there. Peep the sites!

Well, it was ok...

Yeah, I know, I blogged about how I hate birthdays and yadda yadda yadda... But my birthday was pretty dang good. Yes, I had to wake up at 6:15am to go to my parent's house to open presents before my dad had to go to a church meeting, and yeah I had to speak in church. But all in all I enjoyed myself. I have amazing friends and family, they keep me thinking positively and make me feel good about myself.

My talk went well I think... I do kinda feel bad that I made Sacrament go 25 minutes long, but honestly I didn't think some of my presidency (that spoke with me) were going to be able to last more than 5 minutes. They did a good job with their talks, and as I was getting up there with 5 minutes left in the meeting I was told by Brother Beazer (one of the Branch Presidency) to take as long as I needed. Apparently I needed 30 minutes, so we got out 25 minutes late. I didn't feel too bad though, because I was speaking on a very important topic (Personal Worthiness). It was important not to paraphrase or edit my talk to be shorter.

I'm glad I was able to have a good birthday.

Birthdays... BLAH!

Well, as you could probably tell, I'm not a big fan of my birthday. Really it has only been these last two years that I have been kinda bitter about turning older. The way I see it is that in the past I have always had a birthday that I have been looking forward to. When I was younger, turning 16 was the mecca of aging! Once I was 16 I was able to drive! When I turned 18 I was legal... I could buy cigarettes or cigars (as were my choice at that time). When I was 21 I could drink if I wanted to (though I never have). Once I turned 25 I was able to rent cars without having to pay extra, and my insurance dropped. Now what do I have to look forward to? When I turn 55 I guess I can get senior discounts... or when I'm 62 I can pull from Social Security if that's still around... I'm just not too thrilled to have to wait 20 some odd years to the next birthday to be excited about.

I know most people will tell me: Nick, It's another year to be alive! Be happy you have survived this far.

To answer that I say: I am glad to be alive another year, but surviving another year doesn't help the pressure the pocketbook feels, or the fact that I have successfully been a failure so far at any type of relationship. Maybe I'm just being too hard on myself, but when you see yourself growing older with out someone to grow older with you get kind of discouraged. All I want in life is to love someone with all my heart and have them love me back the same way.

I'm not really that bitter, I think that sometimes I just need to vent and get all of the negative thoughts out to make me feel better. I really think that (like New Years) birthdays are a retarded day to celebrate. I really don't see what is so special. When you have grown up, it's just another day in the life.

This year I get to give a talk in Church, and still have to go to all my meetings as a Elders Quorum President. Nothing really changes except a number I use to tell people how old I am.

Sorry for my negative attitude, Hopefully getting this out will let me enjoy the day a little more.