Current mood:	indescribable
Current music:	The Starting Line - From Start To Finish

"I'm expressin with my full capabilities..."
"...and now I'm livin in correctional facilities.
Cause some don't agree with how I do this;
I get straight, and meditate, like a Buddhist.
I'm droppin flavor, my behavior is hereditary,
But my technique is very necessary.
Blame it on Ice Cube, because he said it gets funky,
When you got a subject and a predicate..."


We meet again...Let's skip the bullshit and get right to the update on my life...

So Wednesday night, Diddy, My Steven, and I went to Diddy's house in Seaside Heights for the night. Awesome fuckin time. It got pretty sloppy pretty fast. The only negative was that the bars weren't as hoppin as we expected them to be. Regardless, we had a great time. We even met some chicks that were stayin across the street from us, and we ended up hanging out with them for a while. Pretty cool chicks, but Diddy and Steve ultimately scared them away. Then Thursday we hung out on the beach and caught some rays. First sun I've seen since Spring Break in Pa-ho-nix. ("You mean Phoenix?" "Feeeeenix? Ahahahahaha"). It was a perfect day for the beach. Not too hot, nice breeze. Like I said, perfect. Sucked to come home later that day though. It was a tease being down there only for a night/day, a place where we've had some awesome times the past 5 years. Hopefully we can get back there in August sometime if the house is open again.

I got to hang out with a long lost friend in Q on Thursday night. We went up to Manny Brown's to visit the Boog, and eventually some more NHS Alumni showed up and we all had a killer time. I missed Q. I haven't seen her in forever, and I don't talk to her as much as I did at one time, but we never actually hung out before. So that was different, but definitely cool. She's awesome.

Work's getting better. Me and the Jolly Green Giant (my manager) are seeing a counselor and working through our differences. Ha, not really, but he's eased up off me for calling out last week a little bit. And work's becoming more fun again, so that's a huge plus. Besides, with the amount of MILFs that come in to that place every day, good Christ, how could it not be fun?

I think I'm headed down to A.C. on Tuesday. I just got my first paycheck, so I figure it's time to try to double it with a little Blackjack. I'm probably gonna head down with My Steven, and Diddy was supposed to go too, but he already bitched out. Waaaaa...waaaaaaa. The kid's gonna be making millions in a couple weeks, and he's worried about money. Diddy, please.

And Thursday I might be headed up to Millersville to pay my rent, pick up a couple things, and visit a few of the people I actually like there. We'll see.

The Phils suck again. Un-fuckin-believable. We need starting pitching help bad. It also doesn't help that Pat Burrell's like 3 for his last 40 or some shit. 10 games ago he was batting .329, and last I checked he's at .290. Fuck that. They're not even gonna give themselves a chance to blow it in the playoffs. Fez told me not to get sucked in...but how could I not with the way they were playing? It won't be long before Eagles chants start up again at Phils games, if they didn't already.

Speaking of which...we haven't heard anything from or about T.O. in a while have we? I think that says a lot. That big-mouthed mother fucker might actually be realizing that he's being a douchefuck (Dannyboy, 2005). Look pal, you have no better chance to win a championship than here with us. You saw that last year. Besides, last I checked, 49 million bucks over 7 years is a lot of money. I guarantee that if you offered anybody on this planet that much money to play a game they loved, they would take it. So shut your fucking mouth and just play. Here's what I think should happen...Donovan should send a fucking laser right T.O.'s way the first home game of the season, the first play, right at his dome. So hard that he can't catch it and it nails him right in the face. It would get a huge ovation from us, the fans, and it would show T.O. who's boss, and to just shut up and play.

There's my T.O. rant...just a few weeks late.

And, I've been doing real well with keeping myself in shape. Been running every day, lifting 2 out of every 3 days. I'm proud of myself. And I'm actually starting to notice a difference, which is awesome. Because when you work out a lot and don't notice a difference, it's just depressing.

I think I've written enough and got you all up to date with my life. I guess I'll go cleanse myself now as I have to get to a barbecue at the Boog's for her birthday, and then an assload of us are headed out to Flatspin later on tonight. Never been there. Heard it's very much a club. Not too excited about clubs, as you all know. But I guess we'll see.

Alright, I'm outta here.


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