Current mood:	content
Current music:	Led Zeppelin - Fool In The Rain

My journal is better than yours, and always will be...
I have a few free minutes on my hands, so I decided to update the world on my current status and situation.

Dan, Link and I moved into our new place for good yesterday...yes, in the rain. It was a bitch, it was a bit stressful, and it was an experience, but we got it done. We still have a bunch of stupid shit to move over here from the old place, but as far as furniture and clothes and the such are concerned, that's all done. We started moving shit in on Wednesday and Thursday nights to get a jump on our official moving day, which was yesterday. Feels good to have 95% of the move over with, and it feels good to be sore as all hell.

My room turned out alright after all...not as cramped as I thought it would be; I have plenty of space to live, and I must say that I'm rather pleased with that. Our living room is a work in progress, but it's headed in the right direction. Link decided to get a gargantuan TV, and it looks great. But I'll tell you what, moving that big fucking thing in, wow. We also have a porch. There will be many cigars and beers enjoyed out there. However, most of our neighbors are in the 65+ age range, and I doubt they like young people. I know I won't when I'm that old, if I ever make it that far. I took an online quiz the other day about lifestyles and what age you're going to die; It said I was going to die when I'm 55. Gee, thanks. I have a long life to look foward to.

So last night, I didn't make friends with the neighbors by doing laundry at 11 and flooding our entire kitchen and having it leak down into the apartments below. Yeah, they weren't too happy. Fuck em, my sheets were dirty and I needed to wash em.

Remember a few entries back when I wrote about having an encounter with a certain member from my recent past? Yeah, fuck that. What a waste of time/energy/maybe even a little bit of hope that was. I should have known it was a bad idea. Actually, I did know, and I believe I expressed that in that same entry. Some people just don't belong in each others' lives. That stands true for that other person and I. Hopefully I won't have to deal with anything like that, or that person ever again, because it's just pointless, and drains me emotionally. We're just 2 totally different people going in 2 totally different directions. Holy shit, I just talked about my emotions. That's enough about that.

So the Phils are on a fuckin roll. As of a half hour ago, they've won 7 of their last 8, and 12 of their last 18. We're still in last place...but only 1.5 games outta first place. I hope they make the playoffs and ultimately win the World Series obviously, but I have a bet with Uncle KKKerrigan. He told me to give him an over/under on how many games the Phils would win this season, and he would pick either over or under, and if he was right, I would buy him a case of beer, but if I was right, he would buy me one. So, I said 81, which is obviously .500. As of right now they're a game over .500, so if the season ended today, I would lose. We'll see how this whole thing shakes down. I'd love to win, but it's only a case of beer, and my Phillies playoff thirst is a lot stronger than my thirst for beer right now.

Only one more week of summer classes left, and there's still so much shit that I have to get done. Tomorrow I'll be busting my balls all day to get a couple huge projects out of the way, and then it should pretty much be smooth sailing after that. I can't wait to get home. Have I said that before? Have I said it enough? Christ.

Alright, I'm gonna go relax for a bit and watch the 2nd game of the Phils twi-night doubleheader. Then it's off to Marion Court with Link and his life partner and some of her female friends. I need to get loaded, this week of classes and moving kicked my ass so bad. Take care of yourselves. Later friends.

Yours truly,
Your Magician