Happy Thursday!
And do you know why it’s a happy Thursday? Why yes, you are correct, because it rhymes with happy birthday!!!! (I don’t know, but it may just be a random coincidence, might be that they both end in day too though.) Yeah, yeah, I know all of the people who read this already knew this was coming (all of the five, yup, gone up in class I’ve got five regular readers now). I don’t ever start getting excited about my birthday until this day, February first, my mommies birthday. Then I know that mine is coming up in a little under a week and a half. So you all had better have my presents already *glares* if not, you’ve only got 10 more days so ya better get a move on. Jordan’s already got a present for me, heck he even told me what it is 
which is cool and all, but honestly I’m really not a very big present kind of person. I mean if you do get me something that’s fine, I won’t deny you the right to give me a present. In reality if you want me to know you love me, come give me a hug cux then I’ll be all 
I wovez huggles. A big part in why I don’t like presents very much is my obsession with quality. It truly is an obsession too, one of my many OCD traits. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve gotten many great gifts from friends of mine, things that normally wouldn’t be of much value to me but I cherish simply because of whom it came from. There are times though, that people try to get me something that would be useful (since I’m a big person on useful stuff… not huge on the toy, nick-nack type stuff…) such as computer hardware. I’m only using computer hardware as an example, but I’ve had similar situations with jewelry tools as well. I’ve only received computer hardware once as a gift, and that was when I first started building my own computers 4 years ago not knowing much about what made a computer “good” I would of taken anything. Now if someone wanted to get me computer hardware as a present you’d better know my system, you’d better know what kind of work I do and what things I notice when they’re not running smoothly, you also have to be ready to spend quite a bit. There are really only two ways to get something for me computer related since most of my stuff is the highest performance stuff on the market. Either ask me directly what I need for my next upgrade and pick from the list of $400 items that you may be splitting the bill with a few other people… or get me something small that I don’t have, and I wouldn’t necessarily get for myself such as a USB flash drive. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a very materialistic person, I have very few things, but what I do have is the best, and it will last me. Another example is my shoes, I only wear RedWings. When I was working at Wal-Mart one of the guys I worked with found out that I paid in the upwards of $200 for my boots, because I had told someone else. He approached me one day and was like “Why in the world would you ever pay so much for a pair of shoes” I just kind of looked down to see what he was wearing then replied with “How much did you pay for your pretty new Nike’s?” “Around $80 or something like that” he sheepishly responded “And how long do they usually last for you?” “I get at least a years worth of use out of them.” At which I smiled and snickered “Ok, let me see if I can make this clear to you, you have just admitted to paying more than double what I paid for my shoes.” “what? I thought so-and-so said you paid $200 for your boots.” “Yes, and that is correct. Then thing is your pretty new shoes will last you a year, and there is no option for repair since they’re made of cheap foam that is glued to faux leather. My boots are made of high quality European leather sewn to a sole made of hard wood and rubber, which can be repaired if needs be. Not to mention under normal wear and tear with no conditioning these will last 3 years, with obsessive care and conditioning as the way I do you can easily push 5 years.” After my explanation he still didn’t get it, but that’s not the point. I take the philosophy of longevity, and quality over quantity any day. So the moral of the story, give Cody a hug before you give him a present.