Dang You! Dang You All To Heck!!!

On Saturday, my family went to Park City. We stayed in this hotel, and my brother and I were way excited since it had this gigantic flat screen TV. We don't have a flat screen at our house, so whenever we see one it's like "oooh, cool." Since hotels are kind of retarded, and don't have DVD players, we brought our PS2 so we could watch Madagascar (one of the best movies ever!) and so we could also play LEGO Batman. So about an hour before my parents left to go see a David Byrne concert, I asked my dad to help me plug in the PS2. After we had it all set up, I realized that I had left the controllers at home. To make a long story short, I was rather upset. Luckily we had my dad's laptop, so at least we could watch Madahooha (not hooha, asgar!). So before we decided to just watch it on the laptop my parents suggested we just buy a movie from the directory on the hotel TV. We kept trying to press the menu button, but it wouldn't bring up the right "Menu" when we called Adam, the customer service guy, he told us he'd send somebody up. This is now 15 minutes until my parents need to go. This guy finally gets to our room, and spends about twenty five minutes trying to fix it. He announced that he was done, and my parents hurriedly left (they were a little late). After they were gone, my brother and I decided to buy Kung Fu Panda. Well, in the end, we didn't buy it, since it was 13 dollars.
Our next adventure in the Marriot was looking for a microwave. My brother called the customer service, and Adam told us to take it to the front desk. When we did, Mark (Here's your name tag Mark!!) said he couldn't do it for us, and that we had to take it downstairs to the employee break room. We went on a quest to find this employee break room, but the majority of the doors were locked, so we went back upstairs and told him we were lost. (He was actually pretty cute, which made it more awkward). This time he told us to look for the room that was green. When we got off the elevator, we saw a guy walking out of a green room. We grabbed the door before it closed, and finally found our microwave.

After we watched Madagascar, my brother went for a swim, and I worked on more of my homework, (which has taken me a total of 6 hours to do). Then, while my brother was showering off, I watched "Lockdown Pendleton Juvenile" on MSNBC. It was really unnerving, because one of the kids on that show, something Shauntee, reminded me of this kid I knew. It was kind of freaky really, because this kid in a juvenile facility reminded me of someone that I really liked. I kind of have an odd fascination with criminals. Maybe I should be a psychiatrist. It has just kind of weirded me out, because I like this person that I've never met before, who talks about how he has all kinds of disorders. SSD (social setting disorder, or something like that, which apparently simply means socializing freaks him out), ADHD, ADD (I guess they're different), Bipolar disorder, and whatever it's called when you hurt yourself. He would be considered a masochist I suppose, but he says he can't feel it when he hurts himself. I just think it's weird that whenever I see someone like that, or hear about someone, I'm kind of drawn to them. Very Strange.

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