It's never the same thing twice.

Those are the words on the back of my Magnetic Sculpture Kit Box. Because, well, no matter what, you will never be able to duplicate a magnetic sculpture over again no matter how hard you try. I feel these words mean more than just a mantra on the back of a box, I believe they have a bigger meaning about everything in our entire life. Some of these meanings are good, and some are bad, but one thing's for certain, nothing ever is the same again twice.

Yesterday, I received news that I would be going to South Padre for the second time with the Boy Scouts. The last time we went, which was last year around this time, we were visited by hurricane Dolly. That's right, a cloned sheep wiped out our trip and everything down there. But that means this year there will be all new equipment and such. Also, there doesn't seem to be any hurricanes brewing, but according to the weather expert master falconer at work, something could brew up on monday and be strong enough to do the same thing by the following monday, which, surprise, surprise, that's when we will be there. Great. Another hurricane. Hopefully that won't happen and we won't have to be back at 1 or 2 in the morning like last time. This just goes to show, It's never the same thing twice.

Today, however was a non-stop day for me. I woke up at 11:20am and had to leave for work by 11:30am, or so I thought. As we were leaving my house, I checked my phone and saw that my boss called. So I called him back and the line connected with the words, "Are you here?". I said that I wasn't and that I thought we were to be there at noon today since the first show is at 2:00pm. Well, I was right, under normal circumstances, those are the correct times we are to be there on a 2:00pm show, but today, we had some scout groups come and take over the castle so we had to be there at 11:15am. Again, It's never the same thing twice, apparently. Obviously, I got there as fast as I could and got into my guard costume and guarded a large blue curtain while posing for pictures and escorting the falconer around with his large owl. Then, three shows later after non-stop work and a blister brewing on my left ankle, it was finally time to go home. Aching from the day, my father conjured up some light conversation on the ride home and we eventually made it.

Today, I had missed my cousin's graduation party, which was at my house, and I also missed a meal, but everything that happened today seem to resemble that one mantra, It's never the same thing twice. I can't wait for Monday, as Courtney and I will finally be reunited once again. After taking a week to get rid of all my personal issues and even gaining some new ones, I do realize it was good for us in the end, however skeptical of that I was at the start of the break 5 days ago. Tomorrow, I won't be able to make it to church due to the scouting thing again at the castle, so forgive me. Red Eye, my new late night TV show comes on tonight at midnight, so I better be off to catch that.

Peace
-Matt