so i was sitting there this morning. having just gone through all my emails without the internet crapping out (more on that later). having been up for over 3 hours as i watched Manchester United this morning in Japan (more on that later as well). just getting ready to enjoy a little breakfast and watch the Dan Patrick Show when my stomach starts to grumble. and not in the i'm hungry kind of way. more in the i'm getting ready to shit my pants kind of way. luckily, i made it to the toilet. if i had to describe the event, think of the toilet scene in Trainspotting. and now you know just how my day has gone.
Manchester United got lucky to get a 2-2 draw in Japan this morning. take away a gigantic brain cramp from Smalling and maybe the performance would have looked better. i was really happy to see Zaha score in added time. the kid has worked so hard and it is really obvious he's ready to play with the big boys right from the start.
while doing some internet surveys this afternoon (one of the trillion ways i try to make some money) the internet decided to just shut the fuck down. just fucking lovely. thankfully, it was a survey i could get back to without losing everything. this would be where i take a shit all over Frontier Communications but i'm not going to. this is simply the luck of the draw in a community that treats us people in the township like the pieces of shit they all believe we are.
Big Brother went as i expected with the vote and the new HOH is the one most of America hates, which could make the show interesting this week. hopefully the MVP twist works out again with production's favorite cunt back on the block.
Wilfred was one of those special episodes where it helps if you have smoked pot before or spend way too much time thinking about thought. conscious and subconscious. luckily, i am one of those people so i loved it.
i guess the New York Yankees have completed the trade for Alfonso Soriano. it'll be interesting if he's in the lineup this evening. god knows with how fucking bad their hitters from the right side have been this season, he can't be any worse. i'll be watching that for most of the evening.
i might sneak in a few views of wrestling tonight. other than that, i figure the rest of the evening will be spent hoping the Imodium continues to work.
somehow i figure this is all karma regarding my father in some regard. thankfully, as a writer, i know how to use the pain for the page, so in the long run, i have the final laugh. at least that's the plan.
on the bright side, i did get the movie i won from one of my surveys in the mail today. a copy of The Dark Knight Rises. i figure if i truly get bored this evening, i'll watch that yet again. maybe watch the whole trilogy. somehow i figure all of this ends up with me at 2 in the morning with a pen in my hand.
hope everyone has a better weekend than i will.
music:
Bob Dylan - Blood on the Tracks
Beth Orton - Sugaring Season
"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." - George Bernard Shaw
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