Current mood:	sore
Current music:	Brand New - Seventy Times 7

"Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't said shit."
Ah...gotta love Eazy-E.

I wasn't planning on updating today, but there's currently a thunderstorm going on outside which is keeping me from going for a run. I'd have no problem running in the rain, but lightning absolutely terrifies me. I've come close to being struck a good 3 or 4 times. I have a feeling that's the way I'm gonna die, and I'm trying to put that off for as long as possible, so I'm waiting for this thing to pass over so I can run my ass off, or in my case, my gut. I worked til 2:30 today, and already got a "good core lift" in. So all I have left to complete my day is a run, a shower and eats. Then tonight, me, Diddy, and My Steven are headed to "Diddy's Sho House" in Seaside Heights for the night and all day tomorrow. It will undoubtedly be an awesome time. We're leaving sometime between 7 and 9...still not sure yet. Whatever. It's never too late to start boozin.

I was thinking at work today as I put up a fresh case of artichokes or some shit...what if yall couldn't read? I stopped and thought about it for a second. What would be the point of this whole journal thing? Sure it gives me 'someone' to talk to about every minute of my life, but it wouldn't be as fun without feedback and knowing that people read what I have to say. So I'm just happy that you're all able to read. That's just awesome.

The other night, on the way home from the Hume of course, Petey and I had a chat about our respective female situations. That kid cracks me up. This one broad, who is borderline psycho I might add, is obsessed with him, but he doesn't want anything to do with her because she's so nuts. I'm sure most of you know who I'm talking about. Anyway, so we're talking about her, and why he keeps bringing her back for more, and I said "Well why the fuck do you call her when you're drunk and shit? Just get rid of her, she's nuts." And he responds with..."Well, I like her a lot when I'm drunk...but fuck, that's all the time." We've been drinking a lot so far this summer, so this might turn out to be a serious problem. Bottom line, the kid cracks me up. He just doesn't get it. Petey, she's wacked, stay away from her.

Last night, me, Sly, and Fez met up with KKKerrigan and a few of his buddies at Kenny's on Street Road. It was a good time, but that place is a little too high class for me. Their special was $2.50 bottles. Yeah, nice special. Sorry, I'm poor and can't afford that. Definitely a nice place though, and I'll probably end up going back, so why am I bitching? Oh that's right, it's what I do. Blow me.

Well I think this thunderstorm bullshit is over with. I feel safe now, so it's time to run. Hopefully I'll have a good story or 2 to share with yall when I get back from Seaside tomorrow night.

One last note: Today is Boog's birthday. So happy birthday, Boog. I love that girl. She's awesome. She even came in to visit me at work today. How cool is that? I love Boog. Boog Boog Boog Boog Boog. Boog.

Alright, I'm really going for real this time...

Check yourself before you wreck yourself. Later friends.