yeah, i'm alright today. a little bummed i didnt play better though. it kinda sucks too that it looks like i will only get to play OF this year. 1B is where i should be, i am the tallest guy and can get all the wild throws. but its a coed team and we have to have 5 guys and 5 girls at all times. and we've made some changes and now they have a girl at 1B. my coach asked me where else i would feel comfortbable playing, and i said anywhere really, but i know 3B and SS would be tough, i'm not the best fielder, and i'm not used to making the throw across to first. so i played OF. but one inning he wanted me at short, i guess the pre game talk of where i was comfortable meant nothing. oh well, its all for fun, but i dont want to look bad and boot some grounders when i know i could be doing much better somewhere else.
i'm feeling lazy, but my plan is to get out the store today and buy some DVD's and CD's and The Great White Hype is at the top of the list.
"i hate no man"
"who beat roper as an amateur?"
"his mother........... i mean who?"
well i left the house in search of Irish Terry Conklin and returned home empty handed. i went to a couple stores and they didnt have that movie nor anything else i was looking for. so god bless amazon.com cuz i just placed an order with them and i should have the movie shortly.
you are so cute, you make me blush. i almost got myself into trouble last night, but thanks to a very forgiving josephene, life is once again calm in my world. i tend to use 'i was just drunk' excuse too much, and being that she wasn't drinking, i knew she'd remember. but thanks for the tips. i completely understand you are looking out for my best interest. i loved reading your journal, and i'm sorry you lost friends on that day. it's humbling to find out how fragile our lives really are. oh, and i'm beginning to think you might be a baseball fan--
my dreams are made up of gazillions of particles floating around in the space of my head, sometimes colliding with each other creating the most interesting displays of light and sound patterns. quite overwhelming at times, really.
and yes.. i'm so smitten it's disgusting.
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Thanks for the heart attack, trash! I can't lose YOU! Goodness! CURSE YOU WILD TURKEY! I'll write more tomorrow, lots to say, with Junior finishing 3rd and Jeff 36th! LOL!!!
Trash...trash...trash...36th! What's going on with your boy, two weeks in a row?!? I hope you got to watch the race, it was INCREDIBLE. There was more red-flagged and caution flagged than there was green flag racing. The wrecks were based on the sole stupidity of NASCAR and the INABILITY to line the drivers up appropriately. Within the confines of a Gordon fan, Stewart fan, Kenseth fan, and Kurt Busch fan (probably the only one)..it was a colorful conversation. At one point, a foul word about Junior resulted of one guys "bud privileges" being taken away. "I'll just go get my own..." he says, grabbing his keys. "Yeah, you do that, drive safely to Michigan, they don't sell liquor in Indiana on Sundays, you tool!" *giggle* Vicious, competitive behavior. Good times.
Junior might as well have won the race. He was as far down as 36th, to rally back to 3rd was a true sign of where his head is at. AND with a commanding 98 points over 2nd place Jimmie Johnson, life is good for June-bug. YAY!
Wow, that was fun! Trash, you and I are sooo going to a race someday. Did you hear? They are looking to add one in Staten Island in 2006! How's that for as far as NASCAR has come!