Alright alright alright, as Stat Boy might say...Update time. 

No job.  Hmph.  Thursday nite basketball league = unofficially quit.  Hmph.  Last Sunday basketball league = didn't win a game.  Hmph.  Last Sunday played excellent, Ok, so that's good.

Band practice this weekend.  You know what we're warming up for.  If you don't, well, the announcement will be made soon enough.  But for now, my dear friends, I have something else to talk about.

If you're in the springfield area on February 26th, you need to come to wrestling.  Yeah, go to newmidwest.com  It'll tell you everything you need to know.  Regardless, there's a reason I'm promoting this a little harder than usual. 

You guessed it, I'm part of the show.

I can't really explain how, or in what capacity, but those of you that know me and have said anything about it, you know what's going down.  Rest assured, it may be my one time in the ring, but by God, it'll be a good one. 

I learned how to "bump" tonight.  It was fun.  It was also a little strange.  When asked how it felt by a friend or two, I described it as follows:  "It's like a low level car crash.  It jolts your entire body but it's a huge rush."  And that's exactly how it feels.  Although right now, I have no rush.  Actually, I feel it a little bit in my head and neck.  That's because I forgot to tuck my head a couple times.  Or as the great Eric Logan told me to do, "tuck my shit."

I know this isn't a whole lot of a post.  But what the hell, I figured I hadn't done one in awhile, so here it is.  And as one last side note, I found a new good band.  A damn good band, that's for sure.  My brother said it was the best new rock in at least 5 years.  I'm not so sure that they can take that crown outright, but they're right up there with my boys in Silvertide.  By the way, check them out too.  The new band is called Submersed and their single is "Hollow."  Go download it now!  And then buy the cd because it's damn good.

Speaking of which...

Song of the Moment:  "Hollow" by Submersed.  Oh yes.

Until Then..."Tuck Your Shit."

I don't have a job.  I'm not happy about it.  Most people will ask why I don't have another one yet.  I think it's because, in my mind, Best Buy was the most ideal place I could work.  I was actually happy going to work.  I enjoyed what I did, even if it was a department I wasn't incredibly enthusiastic about.  I didn't care.

It's hard to go to something that you assume will be lesser.  Granted, I am assuming, but still.  I can't really see myself enjoying my next job as much as I did that one.  As such, my motivation sucks.

To stop that, and I don't know if I mentioned this in the last post or not, I'm not drinking until I get another job.  Allow me to correct myself, I'm not paying to drink until I get another job.  If people offer, by God, I'm there.  The alcohol is good, in some ways...

Haven't played ball in my league in 2 weeks.  Hoorah.  Regardless, I want to play.  I just don't have much money.  That'll be interesting.  My good friend sprained (hopefully just that) his ankle on Sunday playing ball.  He was thinking of going to the hospital the next day, but I didn't talk to him then and didn't get ahold of him today either.  Hope it's just a sprain. 

I've been hanging out with strippers.  It's a strange experience, to say the least.  It's just a completely different world they live in.  And as cool as it is from time to time, it isn't the world I want to live in.  I think the reason I've been a part of it so much recently is because one of them likes me.  Let me explain to you how strange this is to me.  As anyone who knows me can tell you, I don't feel I've ever been given a chance by a girl.  Ok, good.  Regardless of whether or not you believe it, it's how I feel and I'm the one living it.  Keep that in mind.  Now let me explain to you why I can't date her:

A) she smokes.  B) she's a stripper.  C) she doesn't believe in God.  D) She's even more emotionally screwed up than I am.  E) She's only partially single.

See how that works?  Exactly.  Pretty fucked up, huh?  I don't know what the hell to do.  Except realize that that's not what I want in my life.  Drama queens are fine, just not when they're near me.

The final portion of this is something I can't fully address yet.  There's a lot of strange circumstances going around my world right now, and I'm doing my damndest to prepare for what they're going to bring.  It may be the downfall of one of the best, and most constant, things in my life for several years. 

I realize the possibility of what these circumstances may bring, and it scares me.  No amount of mental preparation will change that.  I'm scared and feeling isolated.  It could get even worse...

My Song of the Moment:  "Can You Heal Me" by Soil.

Until Then...