i got up this morning feeling pretty good. i suppose that is further proof that i'm a fucking fool.
Manchester United lost this morning 5-3. i do believe their HORRIFIC defense had something to do with it, but, absolutely shitty officiating had a role as well. i can't help but believe if this game was at Old Trafford, the ref wouldn't have had the balls to make some of the calls he did today. of course, the guy has a reputation of being a fucking asshole, so who knows. still, you can't piss away 2 goal leads in the Premier League. it is a recipe for a fucking disaster.
to top off my morning, i got the shits after breakfast. not sure if it was what i ate, food from yesterday, my undiagnosed social anxiety disorder popping up again, or what. i just know this is not the morning i needed any of this to happen.
the Yankees lost yesterday 6-3. they pissed away a lead and probably cost themselves any chance to make the playoffs. they play again today, i won't be watching.
the New Orleans Saints play the Vikings today. if they don't win the home opener i fear this will be a really, REALLY long season. i'll get to watch a bit of that, but not much.
sometime early this afternoon, mom and i will be making the trip up to Columbus to go with my sister to a preseason hockey game. i believe the Blue Jackets are facing the St. Louis Blues. if it goes how i remember most preseason hockey games, there should be plenty of fights.
my fantasy football teams look to be in decent condition for today. hopefully the injury bug doesn't destroy me like last week.
ROH was good last night.
the football games last night were crazy. plenty of upsets as my picks shit the bed yesterday. thankfully, most people got those games wrong as well.
i'm not sure how many of my Sunday night shows i'm going to be able to watch tonight. but, like the good anal planner i am, i wrote down all the times they will be on just in case i get back home at some weird fucking hour. so, if all goes well, i'll be watching Boardwalk Empire, The Strain, Last Week Tonight, Total Divas, Ray Donovan, and Masters of Sex sometime before the sun comes back up. i get the funny feeling i'm not going to get lucky on this.
that's pretty much all for me. i'm not really in the mood to write anymore. besides, i'm starting to get the feeling that i'll be sprinting to the bathroom here soon.
i can't imagine any of you having a worse weekend than me at the moment. if you are, have a drink. thanks again for allowing me to waste a few minutes of your precious time.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
My Morning Jacket - Rocket Man
Exitmusic - The Cold
Will Hoge - When I Get My Wings
Gary Jules - Mad World
The Band of Heathens - Hurricane
"I don't want to be that guy mumbling into his drink at a bar." - Bill Murray
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