Showing posts with label eatting. Show all posts
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Saturday, September 15, 2007

the perfect day

Today has to be the greatest day since I've been in the Lone Star State. Mississippi State beat that Auburn team that can't decide on one mascot. War eagle or tiger? I'd pick muskrat if I were president there. Today I screamed, hollered, jumped, threw things, and swore during the entire ball game. It must have worked, we pulled through with the bad-to-the-bone upset. Only one downfall though, I had to drop $250ish on xm radio just to listen to the marvelous victory. Texas doesn't appreciate Mississippi State sports yet.

Yesterday and Tuesday I turned into a girl. I went shopping and enjoyed spending money. I hope that never happens and again. I'm embarrassed. My Future Wife is jealous that she can't be me during those rare times. It will never happen again this year, except for maybe Christmas. I'm scared already.

As you all know I went to the uneventful state of Delaware this week. Sorry to keep everyone waiting on pins and needles for the much anticipated business trip report. Three nights in a hotel room alone is quite amusing. I watched tv, a lot. Both rooms had sleeper sofas. Since I've never slept on a sleeper sofa I took full advantage of the situation. In fact, housekeeping wrote me a note and told me is was ok to sleep in the big bed. Little did they know, it was easier for me to make up the sleeper sofa. You just tuck that thing in and hide it with cushions. Think I'm going to get one for my bedroom now. Chicks will dig my clean room.

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The three nights while on the road I busted my chaps and worked hard at cleaning my plate. Didn't want the boss to think I was a wimp and couldn't make a happy plate. Never have I ever eaten three awesomely delicious dinners in a row. Yellow fin tuna, flounder, crab, seafood bisque, swordfish. Who's devoured a swordfish? I have. One day I'm going to row a boat out into the mighty Atlantic, or Gulf and reel me in a ferocious swordfish. Then use him in that fencing class I saw at the mall yesterday.

I hear High Heels upstairs. I hope she has a fun tonight.

Ron Burgundy: Everyone just relax, all right? Believe me, if there's one thing Ron Burgundy knows, it's women.
Brian Fantana: I don't know, Ron.
Ron Burgundy: Guess what, I do. I know that one day Veronica and I are gonna to get married on top of a mountain, and there's going to be flutes playing and trombones and flowers and garlands of fresh herbs. And we will dance till the sun rises. And then our children will form a family band. And we will tour the countryside and you won't be invited.
-Anchor Man: The Legend of Ron Burgundy

I think that's it.

Where was Big Foot first photographed?

Last entry's answer was Chinese.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

last day

Today is the last day at the current job. Everyday from about two weeks ago I've been reminded of this day. They have nothing better to do around here. I don't know who's more excited me or the other guys. Today it seems as though I fell into The Gap. New pants and a nice button up. I've never looked so slick before in my life. Hopefully I'll see that Candy across the hall.

Last night we chalked up another win. In fact the other team found out they were playing us and decided not to show up. One of my ex's plays on this team, she was scared. We did however play a pick up game. I hit an over the fence home run, but it was in batting practice. I've never been so proud of myself. Think I'll hit switch from now on. I'm now retiring from the Mississippi co-ed softball coaching for an unknown time period. I hope to have some grand return that will rival Michael Jordan's. Throughout my season and a half I scored a record of 12-4. I expect the team to completely lose all confidence while I'm gone.

Yesterday afternoon I went for a casual run in the neighborhood here at work. I would never wish that on anyone. Today I learned that it was a record high temperature. I'll probably try running again this afternoon.

I like wearing my under armor. It makes me feel like I look cool when I really look like an idiot.

Heart Breaker Dan took me on a date yesterday for lunch. I suggested Mugshots. Mmm, best burgers in town. I hope they read this and give me a discount next time. Tonight the friends I still have left from high school want to meet for dinner. They even let me pick the restaurant. That has never happend before, they probably think I'm paying.

The Houston Move 2007 is Saturday. I haven't packed a single thing. I plan on Mom, Dad, and me wearing matching outfits so that we will look like movers. Maybe I can talk Burd's family (he's my new roommate) into joining in on the matching outfit calamity.

How many Russian cosmonauts have walked on the moon?

Last entry's answer was Texas.