sorry to keep my fans waiting

yeah, sorry guys....the three of you that there are out there, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for another post as I have been extra busy over the last week(middle of the semester), so I've actually been getting a lot done in the time that I usually chill with people, talk online, write this blog, or, if I'm absolutely feeling lazy, watching tv....anyways

friday- No school today because of "study" day(there's another term that we at PSU use for that day, but little kids read this blog so I'll abstain from using that word). I got some stuff done, but a day at school would have been much more productive. I got to continue to work on my play though, so that's always good to have time to pursue your creative intuitions as well. That night, I chilled with nayhouse for the first time in what seemed like ages. It's quite amazing that after like....i don't know, 13 years, we haven't got tired of the stupid ass jokes we make. Quite interesting though, we went to wendy's and saw six of the sluttiest girls ever. They sat down next to us and said something like, "hey boys, we suck dick for a cheeseburger an hour". It wasn't quite that, by their slutty nature was implying that. There was one girl who was decent there, but she was a big time smoker. I just never got smoking. It's expensive, makes you run slower, and I really just don't see how anyone could derive pleasure out of just inhaling as you can feel the nicotine stick to your lungs. That's just me though, I'm crazy like that. Moving on, we watched the NLCS game 2 where the astros whooped up on the cardinals, and then I went home.
saturday- Not a whole lot to say about saturday. I went to work from 9-5 which wasn't that bad. I spent the last hour and a half slowly cleaning the popcorn machine and then listening to the PSU game on the radio. It was fun, and I was so inspired that afterwards I went across the street to Giant Eagle to get my Powerball ticket. Unfortunately for you three readers, I did not match any one of my six numbers, so you will not recieve the 1% you're entitled to. AOL is starting to gey up on me so I'm going to start to consolidate the rest of the time. After that, I had to watch my brother for the night while my parents bowled. I really can't figure out why a twelve year old needs my supervision. When I was twelve years old I was too busy saving the world in the day and trying to maximize my porn viewing time in the evening to worry about adult supervision. To make things worse, little douche invited at least three or four of his friends down to do whatever they did. I tried to continue writing my play, but every time that I would start getting somewhere, one of them would come up to the laptop and try to look at my work, which was quite annoying. I settled for studying psych and stats the rest of the night
sunday- Once again, nothing that exciting. Worked 10-4 and mindy told me that I might have a future in interior decorating. If you're interested in seeing why I have no future there, come down ACE in Caste and looked at the Christmas setup. Enough said. Afterwards, I watched another heartbreaking football end, but the astros won and everyone knows that baseball>football, so that was good enough. I think I read a little, did my Comm paper, did my English paper, and just hung out the rest of the night.
monday- Sorry for the cramming of everything tonite, btw. English sucked, stats and psych were just like normal, comm was fine because there was a speaker there instead of marchesani. At the break, I half studied for Ed Theory, half talked to this chic whose name is slipping my mind right now. It was prob. better that I did, I actually got some studying done. I took my Ed Theory test and got like a 75% on it. I can only imagine what that would have been had I not studied. I came home, read, watched LB at 10(great, yet suprising episode) and talked to anna for awhile....<3
tuesday(i guess that'd be today)- I woke up around 10, and layed around for the longest time. I simply could not get motivated to do anything, so I did nothing. Eventually, I picked up the harmonica that I hadn't played in the longest time, and started to play again. I can play Mary Had a Little Lamb and this Bob Dylan that doesn't sound half bad. The intricacies of the harmonica might make me want to start playing again. After, I went down to bowling to help the kiddos. Always fun talking to all the old people. Ms. Geis told me she'd put me down as a chaperone on the bus. Are you serious, me as a chaperone? Awesome, but somewhat scary. Haha. Also, steph was like, if you go to the game on monday night, you wanna get drunk before that? She laughed like she was joking, but I wish she wasn't. I can only imagine what drinking with the normally crazy geises would be like. That we'll have to save for another day. Anyways, I worked till 8 and berman spent the last 30 min. telling me how he got dicked out of bowling with the US National team. I can sympathize because I know how it is to be better than people and not start over them. Oh well. Oh yeah, someone mentioned that they might need pitchers for the PSU Mckeesport team. Yours truly might be returning under desperate circumstances. I think that if I give myself enough time to prepare for the season, I can get it up there at about 80 mph with a nice changeup. My curve was never heralded, henceforth, I'd rarely use it. I was always a fastball-changeup pitcher even in my glory days. The game never changes, just the people that play it. Baseball is the game that I love. I think Shoeless Joe Jackson reflected my attitude best once by saying: "Man, I did love this game. I'd have played for food money. It was the game... The sounds, the smells." That's enough said for now.

No poetry tonite, just a good night and good day to you all.

mh