Probably not even enough water left in this thing to get my feet wet.

No thinking. Never bored. Always just okay. Process. The internet. Until I get into bed. Terror. Nothing but wind and a monitor glows. Sweat. The alarm. Not water proof.

been falling asleep to documentaries, again.

Listening to Coast to Coast A.M. in the breakfast nook. It's a bit past midnight. Pretty stoned. A bottle of wine. I also have a quarter of a brownie that my sister got at the co-op. Matt just experienced ball lightning.

So obviously it's a really good night. Got dumped again a few weeks ago. Never mentioned that I guess to a lot of people. But I don't think I mentioned to most people that we had gotten back together last month.

Eh, whatever. Just got back from a show. Left early.

Weird social scenes? Everyones fault.

According to this lady George Noory is talking to Capricorns (moi) have a great love of communication and should either make the speech they've been thinking about making and/or they're going to receive that text message they've been waiting for.

I don't know the time tables on these things. I'm sure I'm gonna get a thousand text messages.

America is a Cancer country. Born on the 4th of July.

Matt's alarm clock is fried from ball lightning. But his money is beginning to flow.

Not so worried anymore. In just a moment we're going to hear about the future.

Happy MLK Day

I'm working. Didn't take the day off. It's not given to us even though the market and the banks are closed. It's dead ass slow right now. I mean, obviously if I'm updating my blog. Kind of ironic I suppose. I'm at work on this day that we're given off by the government to honor Martin Luther King Jr. with the spirit of community service and good deeds and all that and here I am in my home office in my p.j.'s looking at the internet.

So that's where I'm at right now. Had a pretty big, nice weekend. Oh, I got dumped last Sunday. Been staying active since. Played some basketball, been out to eat a few times with different friends, went to a couple shows, talked to Brooks for the first time in a friendly manner in about a year or so, saw an Iowa wrestling meet with Noel and Shawn, had lunch with the recent ex yesterday.

Not quite sure where things are going with that one. Might post more on that in the future.

Just got off the phone with my boss. Got a GLOWING review for 2009. That felt pretty good. Should mean a decent bonus and a raise. It's kinda funny because I gave myself a very poor review on the self evaluation. She said I sounded like Eeyore.

Well that's good, because for the most part 2009 sucked job-wise. So I'm glad it paid off.

Speaking of jobs I'm going to get back to it. Sorta. Still dead as it could be. It's kinda nice.

15 minutes till I run out of battery

Too tired, lazy, hungover, to go grab the charger. Watched a few episodes of This American Life on netflix. Might try and get some more sleep. Fell asleep last night on the couch watching Saw after I came home from the bar crawl. Todd put me in a cab so I didn't have to walk home. Cvak's leaving. Moving on to Florida, the University of. Nate and Brienne might be moving to Iowa City soon. That'd be nice. I think. Yeah. I'm sure not every time hanging out with them will precede a hangover. It sounds like Matt is awake. I just heard the snaphiss of the morning's first Mt. Dew. Which is clearance for me to play some guitar. Communication between roommates is key.

versus Atlanta

Ok, eight and a half minutes left. Down by 10. Zero hustle. Every shot is short. Pierce is barely alive. These guys are old. The Hawks are young. We're settling for the three. Especially Sheed. The world could be full of pain and despair. Oh, and a ridiculous four point play by Jamal Crawford is coming up. One that makes NO sense whatsoever. Crawford is in the corner with 14 seconds left on the shot clock and decides for SOME reason to throw it up and gets fouled as he sinks the three. When things like this happen and you're on the team that it's happening to you don't win the game. Schepker just called me for the first time in months. Ignored. But, to be fair I am watching the Celtics. So, I'd pretty much ignore anyone's call at this point. Especially non-males. Tomorrow is Cvak's bar crawl going away party. There's special t-shirts involved. I think Chris needs a special penis hat for the event. Oh, speaking of bachelorette parties I'm going to be one of Kathleen's bridesmaids. Pretty stoked on that. C's have cut their deficit to 4. Peace.