Current mood:	hungry
Current music:	The Roots - The Lesson Part III

Just another journal entry
Good morning. Not much to write about, just trying to stay consistent with the updates. Here's what's new.

The Tom Petty/Black Crowes concert is tonight at the Tweeter Center. It's gonna be incredible. Word on the street has it that Tom puts on a hell of a show. I hope that stands true tonight.

Last night didn't go exactly as planned, but it turned out to be a good time, because naturally, it ended up at the Hulmeville. And when you're at the Hume, it always turns out to be a good time. Me, My Steven, and Diddy went to Chickie's and Pete's to watch the Phils and have some beers. Well, surprisingly, Chickie's and Pete's, a big Phils supporter, didn't have em on. They had the fuckin NBA fuckin lame-ass fuckin Finals on every fuckin TV. What the fuck? So after a quick pitcher, we bailed outta there and headed closer to home, to the Hume and met up with a wide variety of characters including Petey, the Boog, Drop, Wayne Train, Bep, and the Nan Man. A phenomenal evening indeed.

The Phils open a 3 game set against the A's tonight (I sound like a sportscaster). Cory Lidle's got the rock for us tonight against a possible future Phillie, Barry Zito. At least that's what some trade rumors are suggesting. I just can't see that happening though. He's their ace, and we don't have anybody to give up to get him, and on top of that, nobody that we're willing to move to get him. But, we'll see. Anyway, tonight...I have no doubt in my mind Cory'll get us the W. He's a fuckin stud. I beleive I've expressed my love for Cory Lidle many times before, which brings me to this...

My Top 5 Favorite People in the World:
1- Eddie Vedder
2- Marty Brodeur
3- Cory Lidle
4- Whoever invented Gatorade
5- That stripper from that one time at Daydreams
Honorable Mention - Myself

That should've been obvious.

Well that's about it. I gotta go for a long run to try to burn off some of the keg of beer I've consumed in this first week home. Still hoverin around 200. Unacceptable, as I want to get down to about 180. "But my bench is still at 250", right Diddy? Ha. You dunce. Then I gotta feed the beast, and do some fuckin yardwork. So much for just chillin out and relaxin. Later friends.


Special Note: 21 days til Weezy Weez's 21st. Mark it down on your calendars. And get your ass out that weekend to get her shitfaced...like really shitfaced.