Monday, December 22, 2014

say hello to stress for me

i spent most of last night beating myself up over fantasy football decisions and rejected poems. it's such a lovely disease being a frustrated genius. but, god once again got his way as i have spent most of today being his court jester. nothing quite like getting the shits on the hour for 3 straight hours before it finally stops. as i jokingly said to myself as i was secretly wishing for my death... what better way to break in some new underwear.

thankfully, after a long shower, i do feel a little better. not sure if it was something i ate, or stress, or impending doom. whatever the fuck it was, hopefully it has passed.

the meeting with the nutritionist that mom wanted to drag me to today got cancelled this morning. as happy as i was about that, i definitely wanted to spend my afternoon doing something else than sitting on the toilet.

i'm trailing by 9 points in my fantasy football championship game. i do have a WR for Denver going tonight, that is IF he plays. i'll be glued to this fucking computer to see if he does or not. of course, if i would have played the defense i had on my bench that scored 24 more points than the one i started (thanks Arizona), i would have already won this damn thing. so, it's most likely going to be one of these nights where i will basically chew my nails down to blood. good times.

the New York Rangers won again yesterday, 1-0. that's six wins in a row. i got to see the first two periods of the game. from what it sounded like, i didn't miss much in the third. they play a huge game tomorrow night against Washington. here are the highlights from last night:

the finales on Showtime last night were interesting to me. Homeland had been so damn good this season and then the finale was fucking boring as hell. more of a mind fuck than it really needed to be. on the other hand, The Affair was really fucking good. plenty of sex and violence and crazy enough storytelling that i'm really looking forward to the next season.

i saw where there was a shooting at the closest mall to me over the weekend. a teenager thought he was going to get some new Air Jordans off of a guy that just bought them in the store. little did the teenager know, the guy he was trying to steal from had a gun on him as well. the kicker to the story is the guy who has a legal concealed weapon permit was carrying inside of the mall, which is illegal. so now the teenager is dead and the guy that shot him is probably going to get in trouble for having the gun at the mall, but probably not for shooting the teenager. it's good to see that people are still getting into crazy shit over sneakers like they did when i was a child. always important than some traditions never end.

and on that uplifting note, i bid you a fond farewell. i'll be on here sometime tomorrow afternoon. we have a basketball game tomorrow night. that should be interesting as the weather is supposed to get fucking crazy around that time as well.

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...


Exitmusic - The Cold
Dr. Dog - Too Weak to Ramble
JJ Grey & Mofro - This River
Gov't Mule - Wish You Were Here (Live)
Joe Cocker - When The Night Comes

"Hope is but the dream of those who wake." - Matthew Prior

rest in peace... your voice will never be forgotten  (May 20, 1944 - December 22, 2014)

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