Current mood:	tired
Current music:	The Roots - Quills

The Life of Malen The Magician - turning like a wheel inside your head
Same old shit, different day. Summer's still rolling along smoothly. Still having a fucking blast. I love Langhorne. I don't know if I ever mentioned that before. The summer's flying by though. Maybe because it's a month shorter for me than in the past because of fuckin summer classes. Oh well, worth it in the end. I'm graduating in December...2005, not 2008. I think I'm ready for it, too.

I'm heading up to Shitville on Thursday to make a rather large purchase. It's about damn time. Probably not gonna hang up there for long though, just gonna get it done, then come home, depending on who's up at school or whatever. We'll see. Besides, I'll be heading back up there Friday night after work for Weezy Weez's 21st. That is if everything is still on as planned. Should be a good time. Then I gotta wake up, get my Pearl Jam tickets (Please God), and head home for work.

Not gonna say much about Petey's 4th of July bash, because there's too much to say. If you were there, you know...if not, that sucks. It was an incredible time. I was just a little disappointed that a few people didn't have that great of a time. I am the magician, but I can't work miracles. Our volleyball team ended up losing the championship series 2 games to 1. Very disappointing considering we handled that team earlier before the playoffs. So we're going to hear about it from Goldberg for the next year until we get redemption. What is also very disappointing is the fact that there was no stripper volleyball team, but there were strippers present. You could just tell, because they dress differently than everyone else. It was a booze-filled time that ended with me, the Nan Man, and Milfoit (after awaking from his slumber in the hammock) playing 1 on 1 pong as the sun came up, as we tried to kill the rest of the beer. We came up a little short, but we did what we could. This year was definitely the best of the three...by far...to me at least. And Petey didn't break any hearts this year. Thatta boy.

The Phils have me confused, so I'll just skip over them this time. Birds' camp is in a little over 3 weeks. Will T.O. show? I think he will.

Our fantasy football draft lottery was held today. There's 36 teams, 3 divisions of 12. The league is made up of either Giant employees or employees' relatives. I'm in the East division with the likes of the witty O'Connor brothers, B-Dawg, and the man that gave me the name 'Malen the Magician', Mr. B-Wills himself. There are 4 newcomers in my division, which should make it a little interesting. Nobody in my division really scares me, however. But, we'll have to see. I have the #7 overall pick. 20 rounds later, and I'll have the best team. Time to start studying. I study more for this draft than I do for any test I've ever taken. Besides, this is for a chance to win $700-$1400. Priorities.

So I rambled on about a bunch of random shit. Sorry. That's all I've got for tonight. I'm gonna lay low tonight because I work at 6 tomorrow and it was a very, very long weekend. I need sleep. Later on, friends.