And the countdown begins...

Three weeks from now I will be chilaxin someone in Virginia Beach with my dawg Brooks. It is gonna be a blast heading back to the old stomping grounds. And for those who don't know, I plan on moving back to Va Beach in the fall of '07, so be looking for updates on that.

Now I know that it has been a while, but I am going to keep this short. I haven't really ranted on anything other then work so I'm going to change this up a bit. The other day someone asked me to read a Nicholas Sparks book. Now I have heard of him, but I have never necessarily heard about what he has written. I so did a little Google search and wouldn't you know, he writes romance novels. Now I am for the literation of America. I don't want to pull up to Burger King and see that they have changed the buttons on the registers from abbreviations to pictures, but I am not down with reading a romance novel, let alone one written by a dude. So for you, "friend", and any other "men" out there who have read and enjoyed one of Mr. Sparks's novels, I ask that you show up to the nearest DMV and turn in your man card immediately. Even my mom thinks that any man caught reading these books should reach between their legs and make sure there is something hanging there. No men that I know accually sit down and read books. But if they were, I'd be willing to put my Jeep, ALL of my baseball cards (including the Cal Ripken ones), and my autographed picture of Ed Jovanovski on the table wagering that the book would not be one written by Mr. Sparks.

While we are on the subjects of books, I have one recommendation for everyone. The Teammates by David Halberstam is a very fascinating read. It is a true tale of 4 pro ball players, and how they each arrived at the major league level, how they fared together in the majors and what they are up to now. The book jumps around a lot telling stories about what the men would do in the off season and they had met their wives and so forth. You don't have to like baseball to appreciate this story about 4 men growing up, stopping their lucrative baseball careers while having to fight in a war, and growing old while together, you just need to understand how friendships work. If you have no idea on how they work, the final few chapters are the blueprints on what to do.

It's like a party in my mouth...

I have tasted heaven and it comes on a bun...I tried two new burgers this week and both were outstanding...the Black and Bleu Burger from Backyard Burger was outstanding...bacon, cheese, lettuce, all beef patty and just the right amount of bleu cheese all blend together for five minutes of bliss...the second (and this ranking is chronological) is the Cheesy Bacon Angus Steak Burger from Burger King...three types of cheeses melted on bacon and a steak burger patty is borderline orgasmic.

The birthday week was very anticlimatic from all of the hype it received...had quite a bit of fun with my sister on her birthday...on monday chili's closed at 11 so the late crowd relocated to Ale House for a few hours...dinner with the parents produced alot of new food...venison tastes alot like steak and raw tuna has a sweet taste to it...still waiting on one last gift from someone who didn't even tell me "happy birthday".

I did happen to spend some money on myself this past week though...new PS2 game, new pair of Oakley sunglasses (that I havent been able to wear b/c the only time I needed to go anywhere it's been raining or too late at night), and a new golf bag for my clubs...my fairly new clubs were looking out of place in the dingy hand-me-down bag I have been toting around the past few years...here's hoping that the new look on the course will bring confidence to my otherwise lousy golf game.

One last note just coming in off the news wire: "Jerome Bettis returns to hometown for Super Bowl"

That was redonkulous

If I am going to continue bumping into Stephanie everytime I go somewhere, I think I'm going to shoot someone...if it wasn't bad enough that she sat about 20 feet away from me without knowing I was there, but she eventually came over to our table to take the spare chair at our table...oh well, it just led to a night of jokes on her and on me.

Looking forward my sister's 21st birthday on Saturday...not real sure where we are headed, but the general concensus seems to be somewhere downtown...as long as she has fun, everything will be alright...I'd also like to send a happy birthday to a former roommate of mine, Jon Bentley...I can't believe it's been two years since room 9 had the weeklong celebration of the two tenents turning 21 within days of each other.

The preliminary outlook on the tax return has a refund around $1200...no one seems to believe me, but when I'm high rollin' in a few weeks, don't come looking for the handouts...I need to put some (read as: all) away so I can take my vacations this year...yes, I said vacations...when your time as an indentured servent reaches five years, Lowe's rewards you with a third week of "freedom."

Your daughter may be worth a million dollars to you, but to me, she's worthless. And don't forget, you can't hug your kids with nucular arms

What a weekend

It all started Friday at the party. Then I only worked half a day of work on Saturday. Sunday ended up being very anticlimactic due do the lackluster football games. Hopefully the SuperBowl won't be as dull. Smitty's new site looks pretty good. I have to say that I am very impressed. My site will never match up to what his is because I have to use a template and he does whatever the hell he wants to do with his site. Just as long as he knows that I jealous. Quid pro quo is a fun game to play in the wee hours of the morning.

I have had something eating away at me for the past few days and I don't know what to do about it. It really has been bothering me. I haven't been able to sleep I because I can't stop thinking about it. I am afraid to talk to anyone about it because I don't want anyone to think of me any different. Here it is now, 4 hours before I have to be up for work. I tried to lay down in bed over an hour ago, but that didn't work. NyQuil isn't working like it worked last night. 15 minutes after taking two of the little green pills last night and I was out. I took them tonight about 45 minutes ago. This thing must be deeper then I thought. Bleeding from my hand isn't helping any either. Hopefully this will all be figured out within the next week so I can enjoy my birthday, but we'll see.

One last thing: Rock and Roll ain't noise pollution.

Holla at a playa?

Im gonna make this one short, but I have two important things.
1. I have sold out and now have advertisments on my page. If you would like me to make a little cash on the side, help a brother out and click on one every now and then. Thanks.
2. I am looking to purchase a fewe books in the next few weeks. If you have any suggestions feel free to throw them my way.

I'm not going to recap the party because you really had to be there. Some few notes though: someone busted on me for the shirt that I was wearing and referenced it to the "Friends" episode when Ross played rugby. If you dont understand, you have to see that episode...some black guy was wearing a shirt that said "shut up honkey" which prompted Smitty to make a note to purchase a shirt that said "arrest black babies before they grow up to be criminals" when we got home...lastly I didnt not take a girl home with me, nor did I even come away with a single phone number, but im not worried about that so no loss there.

Speaking of losses, I'm gonna end this with the good news that I have dropped my weight down (yes, down) to 280. New goal for me has been set by Smitty at 265.

Busy times ahead

I've come to see that the luck in my life flows like the tides in the ocean. My highs and lows may not be as frequent as oceanic tides, but they do seem to have the same range. Right now it seems that I am on the way up, but I cant tell until i accually get there.

Work is becoming very redundent and mundane. I never thought I would dread work because its boring and not because its work. They are on a hiring freeze until the end of the fiscal year (Feb 3) so all of the managers can make their bonus for keeping payroll numbers under a certain benchmark. Funny thing is that I spoke with one of the assistant store managers and she said that all of the assistant managers and the store manager were writen up by the district manager for the store operating like crap, and they will be writen up again if its not fixed by wednesday. I dont see them getting it fixed by then. Oh well, maybe what the store needs is a shake up at the top to possibly change the direction of the store (and I said I didnt want to turn this page into a place to rant about work)

Two big parties going on this weekend. Not sure if I will attend the second one because it was planned by a girl and she didnt think not to plan the thing the same time as a playoff football game. But I am highly looking forward to the shindig tonight. I will let my presence be seen and felt at this one. And Smitty will be popping his sorority party cherry. I have brought him along to other "frat" parties, but I think he is going to enjoy this one.

And lastly, the countdown reads "10 days" until the big TWO THREE.

Being Poor Sucks

One of these day I'm going be the high roller everyone thinks that I am. But until then it's PB&J and cereal until payday. The games today didn't really live up to the hype that I was giving them. After running some errands this morning (you're welcome, Jenn) and doing my laundry (I don't know if its a good thing to lose a sock but find a black thong size small in its place) Michelle came over with a 12 pack and Shaun, Jenn, Michelle and I watched football all day. And before anyone starts to wonder, I am not attracted to Michelle and I am pretty sure she is not attracted to me. She is just someone I work with who is still getting over a break up with someone who works with us. I am just being a good friend. I have known Michelle for over 2 years and I figured she needed to have a friend for a while.
I love when the weather gets cold like it is getting right now. Wind chill is supposed to drop the temp below freezing. Or as the house of S&S like to call it, "Hittin Weather". Any thing under 55 is concidered "hittin weather." Maybe one of these days we can get some snow, and maybe I could graduate college someday too.
Well maybe tomorrows football games will be alot more entertaining then the two that I had today. Sorry B-Dub that your Skins lost, but if its any consolation I was rooting for them to win. And if you are curious as to the where abouts of the thong, that information is classified.