Damn Thursday. Damn it to hell.

Now that I have gotten that out of the way, I should like to talk about Friday. Friday, my friends, is my day off. Now, seeing how there has to be another soul out there with a day off on fair friday as well, we should do something. I will forgive you not, for being unable to attend as celebrated an occasion as Friday, if you too have the earthly revolution off from laborious activity. Sorry, I still have damned Scarlet Letter on my mind.  Or is it Chest! Ha! So funny am I!

I am thinking about making it a “take my camera everywhere” day. Hell, I gots to amuse myself somehows. As it is my day off I just want to chill. No big ordeals. No massive activities. Just sit around, hang out with the friends, shoot the shit, chew the fat, and so on, and so forth…

So, in summary, I have a day off, you fair “peeps” ,as they call it, should give me a call. We should all have a good time, shooting the shit.

SOLEDAD, CA—A pen-wide smoking ban instituted last week devastated the Salinas Valley State Prison’s fragile economy, inmate #67545 said Monday. “There were occasional fluctuations or recalibrations, but a bar of soap used to equal three cigarettes; a Snickers, four; a Percocet, 15,” said Kenneth Oglivy, a former WorldCom accountant serving 10 years for embezzlement. “After the ban, the value of a carton of Newports climbed to 50 times its 2003 value. Now that those cigarettes are gone, it’s total chaos.” Oglivy said Salinas Valley inmates will have to devise a new system of value based on some other commodity, such as assholes.

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I am hyped up about Fight Night tonight.  Something about people boxing, most likely while drunk, gets the testosterone flowing.  Just makes for a good time. I forgot where we said we were going to meet… was it Kinko’s? or was it at Celebrations?

Regardless of all that, I am going to see the duece win one for the gipper! Or go down in a horrific defeat only to be shipped off to the military.  I am pulling for Bret in the fight, and I think maybe even Joseph, although the thought of him fighting frightens me. Mental Image warning.

I forgot exactly who is going tonight. Doesn’t matter.  I will be there.  Will you?

More people are using computers to find that special someone. Here are some tips to help make your online-dating experience safe and fun:

• Under no circumstance should you give someone you meet online a lot of personal information. You could place yourself in the dangerous position of having a date who knows what a loser you are.
• When considering the serious step of marriage, it’s good form to seek the approval of the message-board moderator.
• Online dating services provide an easy way for recently divorced singles to meet new and interesting people. It’s too bad your ex-wife got to keep the computer.
• When you write your online classified ad, be sure to make explicit the fact that a sense of humor is very important to you.
• Set yourself apart by choosing a descriptive user-name like SocialRetard342, CuteFaceFatAss, or RohypnolLarry.
• If you’re having a hard time finding a decent, commitment-minded man through e-dating, why don’t you try to e-shut the fuck up for once and stop your e-bitching.
• Don’t just tell women what they want to hear. Type it in all caps.
• Remember, online dating is not for everyone—only the desperate and pathetic.
• Dates like to know that they’re appreciated. Go the extra mile and send that special someone an e-card or virtual flowers.
• For best results, try whichever dating service happens to be advertised to the right or left of this chart.
• If you decide to break up with your online mate, for God’s sake, have the decency to do it over the phone.
• If you’re a man who prefers younger women, but you only seem to get responses from older women, take heart: Older women can give birth to younger women.
• When getting together for the first time, arrange to meet online dates in an open, public place. That way, you can use binoculars to check them out from the car beforehand.
• Don’t worry. If you actually meet someone decent over the Internet, the two of you can tell people you met at a party.

Right, well, I suppose with that quote I should start off with what happened Saturday night…
Angela and Meagan cam into town, so we went out drinking with them and the gang. First stop… Fox and Hound. Two Pitchers, bad music, and good coversations later, we decided to go to 1048. From the conversations going on there, I guess I might be going backpacking with John and Josh. Sounds good to me… Overall though, it was a great night, just getting to hang out with friends is what it is all about.

Yesterday, ah yes, yesterday. My muscels are sore from yesterday. Raking, and raking and raking, but its all good. I mean, it was all for making the lake house look good right? ugh, I can’t move, it hurts. ouch.

I have never really liked going to the olive garden. It usually means being there with family, not that this is a bad thing, I just usually associate boredom and formality with my family. Last night, however, was a little different.

We went because Chris (my sister’s quasi-boyfriend)is leaving for the Air Force this week, and this would be the last time we see him for a little while. Although it was for him, it didn’t really seem this way. It seemed much more of just the family getting together and having dinner. I actually like it. Funny how that is.

But, as I was saying, it wasn’t like it always is. It was much more of my parents, and their kids, with their significant others. It is so strange to think of Erin and I, and then think of us as adults (as much as it pains me to say that my sister is an adult).

My dad was raving how the open heart surgery is giving him an extra 15 years to his life expectancy. I was both releived and disheartend at the same time. Without the surgery, I don’t think he was expected to live. Does this only mean that he is expected to live another 15 years? He is laughing about living until he is 90. I only hope that is true. I have in the last year or so, just realized how important he is to me. After the heart-attack I knew I realized it too late.

I want to have a dad. I want my children to have a grandad. I am selfish in this respect, but I never had a grandad, and I always felt differently about those who did, it was like they had this guy that cared for them like their dad did, but knew how that dad was raised, and could use it to his benefit.

Oh well, I, on the other hand, plan on living forever, or die trying.

Happy Birthday Erika!!!