more packing

I'm officially sick of packing. Looking forward to the unpacking now.

Wednesday night my friends from high school graced me with their presence for an enjoyable dinner. Utility Al even payed for it. He said I owe him a dinner when he comes to Houston. They have a ton of fast food taco joints there. He'll enjoy that. While at dinner I managed to elbow the waiter in the crotch. He startled me and I had a natural reaction to throw an elbow. I didn't get a refill the rest of the night.

Me and some girl named Day had dinner last night. We laughed and had a grand time. I'm going to miss her.

Wonder what Old Guy is doing right now. If I had to guess, he's either sulking over my absence or shutting of some air conditioner somewhere. It did cool down to 99 today.

Tonight is my final night in the Central Mississippi Area. Some friends are coming down from college. Too bad they're not coming for me. It's lake house weekend at the ex's. I was pretty excited about the event till it was downplayed on the phone last night. Supposedly Saturday night is the big shindig. Go figure.

I wrote this post in 7 minutes and it shows. Sorry for being so boring.

This one is relevant. Who was the first female artist to debut on the Billboard album chart at Number One?

Last entry's answer was 90210.

packing

No time to write, gotta pack.

What zip code was mentioned 301 times in the first five years of Entertainment Weekly?

Last entry's answer was zero.

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.