Thursday, June 15, 2006

have faith

Bball in the afternoon. Bball in the evening. Man, it feels good to be a gangsta. Now all I need to do if find my game. Then it'll all come together. Next time I won't forget my shoes. My feet deserve better.

I don't know what was up with the food selecion at Pippen today, but it's not sitting well with me right now. And it's been more than two hours. I should have known that orange chicken was suspect.

There were two bottle necks that I was lucky enough to get caught up in on the way home tonight. That made my usual 30 minute drive an hour and 15 minutes. Why the heck were there so many cars on the freeway at 11pm anyway? According to something I read, 1 in 12 drivers on the road after 10pm is driving under the influence. If there was a checkpoint, at least they'd be taking some whackos off the road.

It's hot. Why can't summer weather be more bearable? At least in the winter you can throw on a jacket or something. You can't only take off so many clothes.

I need to crash.

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