friday:
Volunteered for the Ragnar Relay (186 mile relay race, from SF to Calistoga. CRAZY). My cousins were running it (team Loose Laces Sink Paces), and they needed volunteers to work one of the exchanges, so Jacqueline, Albert, Jay, and I volunteered.  Apparently we saved their team (of 12) about $100 a person by volunteering (and all we got from them was a team jersey, which was maybe $20, just sayin').

Our shift was at exchange point 16 from 845pm-130am. It was actually pretty fun. Jay and I were a couple hundred feet before the checkpoint and announce the upcoming runners through a walkie-talkie, and Jacqueline & Albert were at the checkpoint recording the runners times and letting the other teams know if their runner was coming or not. It was kinda cold but not too bad, and it was hella dark. It tough just walking in the dark let alone running in the dark. It was cool though, cause we didn't have to stay till the very end. The last runner came through around 1240am.

saturday:
Met up with the team at the finish line in Calistoga. I took pics, but with my slr, and I probably use up that roll for maybe another month. Right after the race, we went to Cliff's in Brentwood to watch the Mayweather/Ortiz fight. Mayweather is hella whack.

sunday:
Shann bought one-piece headlights for his car, so we installed them.

(we forgot to take the "before pic" before taking off the front bumper)

Looks pretty clean, especially the black housing on the white car.

Is it bad that when I think back on certain events, I realize that I should have been more angry about the situation than I actually was, even if it was totally justifiable and no one would have (or should have) had any problem with my anger? Or is it a good thing that I can just shrug that negative energy off and not really worry about things of that nature? I really don't get that emotional about anything, or just chose not to. I dunno why, I just don't. I guess it's easier that way.

But the thing I was thinking about was my birthday weekend. I had my birthday plans set for the weekend, to spend it with Chris, Tony, and possibly Mikey, at a beer festival down in SoCal. Jaymi and Jacqueline had other plans in mind for me, as they wanted to surprise me on that weekend. After finding out about my plans, which were already set, they knowingly tried to derail my plans and kind of force me into their plans. They had my mom, Chris, Tony, Shann, and I don't know who else in on the surprise. They got Chris to text me saying he had to cancel because of work, which was BS. But I decided to go anyways. Apparently, I "ruined" their plans by still doing what I wanted to do.

I mean, the end result still worked out in my favor, due to my stubbornness (and absolute hatred) for changing plans. When they told me about their "ruined" surprised, I kind of had an idea about (Shann does NOT have a poker face), and my initial reaction was like "oh, haha......" and that was it. But after thinking about it for a little bit, I really should've been waayyy more angry at them.

I should've been like "WTF?!?! I already made plans, and you knowingly tried to change them, just to suit your plan. That's really selfish of you guys, being that it's MY birthday. And you guys should know this by now, about how I hate it when set plans change for no good reason. I appreciate the gesture, and I still love you guys, but seriously, that was not fucking cool. Really, you guys showed no respect for me and my plans for my birthday weekend." And no one should've had any problem with that, because it's all 100% true. I would've loved to hear their counter-argument to that response.

If I was a more angry, hateful, vengeful, etc. type of person, that's what my reaction would've been. But I'm glad that I'm not. It's not how I really feel, but I'm just sayin'. I just think about a lot of things and such, and play the "what if" game with certain scenarios and situations.